After thinking for a long time, Zhu Qizhen decided to take Nanjing first and talk about other things later.

It was only a hundred miles from Juyong Pass to the capital, and it arrived three days later.

Fearing the power of the flying tiger cannon, Zhu Qizhen ordered that the team be stationed fifteen miles outside the city.

The Minister of Rites Kuang Ye, holding the imperial edict, came to Desheng Gate.

Here we are already ready, and the city walls are full of black muzzles.

"I am the Minister of Rites, please open the city gate quickly!"

After a long time, a voice came from the city wall: "Mr. Kuang, don't be fine!"

Kuang looked in the voice and said that the person who spoke was Yang Hong, the left assistant minister of the Ministry of War.

"Yang Hong, don't leave the city quickly to receive the order!"

Yang Hong asked back, "Whose order should be accepted?"

"No, of course it's the emperor!"

"Hahaha!"

Yang Hong suddenly burst into laughter and said, "The Emperor has clearly lost his Tatars' hands. I think you are falsely spreading the imperial edict!"

Kuang yelled: "Yang Hong, will you rebel?"

"Why did Lord Kuang say this?"

"The emperor is in the camp fifteen miles north. If you don't want to rebel, quickly leave the city to receive the order, and then go to welcome the emperor!"

Yang Hong said again: "Mr. Kuang, could you be bribed by the Tatars?"

Kuang said angrily: "You...spray people with blood!"

Yang Hong sneered: "The Tatars sneak attacked Mobei and the emperor unfortunately died. Everyone in the capital has long known that you are here with the imperial edict. You are clearly colluding with the Tatars and intend to deceive the city gate!"

Kuang Ye knew that Yang Hong had rebelled and it was useless to say anything now.

"Okay, you wait!"

After saying that, he turned his horse's head and ran back.

Yang Hong chuckled, shook his head and said, "I still don't believe it. The defense of the capital is solid, what can you do to me?"

Half an hour later, someone saw something happening in front of him and hurried to notify Yang Hong.

"Sir Qibing, someone is here again."

Yang Hong had already taken off his coat and was about to take a nap when he waved his hand and said, "Do whatever he likes, just don't pay attention to him."

"But...Sir, something is wrong..."

"What's wrong?"

"They were pushing a cart with a pillar on it and a man was tied up."

Yang Hong was puzzled: "Who is it?"

"It's a bit far away, and I can't see clearly, but..."

"But what, you said, I'm so anxious!"

"It's like, it's... the eldest young master!"

"What?"

Yang Hong almost jumped up, and immediately realized that the emperor was walking in Juyong Pass.

Before this, Yang Jun was responsible for the garrison. Now Juyong Pass has been broken, where has his son... gone?

Thinking of this, he hurriedly put on his clothes and came to the battlement.

Looking down from here, you can only look at a rough look.

The person tied up in all directions is indeed a bit similar to his son, but... why is his hands and feet drooping?

This is unreasonable!

The cart stopped fifty steps in front of the city gate, and then the two Jinyiwei lieutenants responsible for escorting the cart pulled out the daggers at their waists.

Yang Hong couldn't help but tremble in his heart and immediately shouted: "Typescope!"

His subordinate handed over a monocular telescope, Yang Hong approached him and looked carefully. It was indeed his eldest son Yang Jun!

"Jun'er!"

Yang Hong shouted anxiously, but Yang Jun still lowered his head, like a dead person.

At this time, he was a little aware, but he was unable to move. Moreover, the heart-wrenching pain on the broken limb made him moan.

Originally, in order to come to the capital, I had the opportunity to be rescued, but I didn't know that the nightmare had just begun.

Yang Hong kept shouting, but he couldn't hear it at all.

Next, a scene that made him frightened.

The two Jinyiweisers held daggers and began to cut Yang Jun's body!

Slashing is also called lingchi. This craft is not simple. You have to cut a thousand knives. You can't die, otherwise it will be too cheap.

Generally speaking, the executioner will first wrap the prisoner with a fishing net. After tightening it, the prisoner's flesh will be squeezed into the hole of the fishing net, and then the protruding meat can be cut off one by one.

It’s a pity that they didn’t bring a fishing net when they went out. The two of them carefully used their swords, but they only persisted for more than 500 swords, and the person died.

Yang Hong was almost crazy. In the telescope, he clearly saw his son's torture and watched him die bit by bit.

For an entire hour, this torture was even more uncomfortable than killing him!

He even wanted to rush out of the city, but looking at the troops behind him, the idea was dispelled.

There was no force in the city at all, and these defenders were all transferred from the Five Cities Military Command.

These people are okay in charge of patrol and public security on weekdays, but they really have to fight, and their combat effectiveness is very limited.

The only hope is more than a dozen cannons on the city wall. No matter whether you are the emperor or not, you will be killed by the enemy.

From Yang Jun’s experience, we can see that the emperor is really going to start a massacre.

However, now that things have come to this point, there is no way out!

Even if it is a dead end, I can only walk to the dark with my eyes closed!

"Listen to everyone, Juyong Pass has been lost, all five thousand defenders have been killed. Now the enemy is going to attack the capital. If the city is broken, it will be our fate!"

While speaking, he stretched out his hand and pointed forward.

Everyone on the city wall witnessed the process of Lingchi and Yang Jun, the Jinyiwei, and each of them was extremely shocked.

A living person was cut by one knife after another, and it hurts even if you think about it...

Yang Hong continued: "Notify all artillery, and if the enemy invades, open fire directly!"
Chapter completed!