Zhou Zheng thought about Huang Taiji's strength, thought for a moment, and said: "If you come for 40,000, it will be dangerous."
The number of warriable soldiers in the capital was 10,000 Zhou Zheng and 10,000 Gui. In addition, the British public may raise 10,000 or 20,000 soldiers. It is unimaginable to disperse and guard the twelve gates of the capital.
Shen Yongmao frowned, and said, "There are only 100,000 prisoners, and I have to deal with Jizhou, so I can't tell you that many."
Shen Yongmao was also a soldier, although he said that, his heart became more nervous.
Zhou Qingli looked at Zhou Zheng's unmoving expression, her dark face was solemn.
He understands this son, and this expression represents a certain deep anxiety.
Before half an hour, the army of built captives arrived, and even if the fog was filled, you could still see the dark heads shaking.
Shen Yongmao and the others looked solemnly, glanced at each other, and before they could speak, there was an internal prisoner who came to pass on: "Several adults, long live the master tells you to enter the palace."
Shen Yongmao and the others looked at each other, then looked at the army of prisoners outside the city, gave a few words, turned and left, and hurriedly entered the palace.
As soon as they left, a man from Man Gui came to Zhou Zhengdao: "Master Zhou, Master Man said, if you can't hold it, you will pass him on as soon as possible."
Zhou Zheng didn't hear the extravagance. He looked down at the city and said with a solemn expression: "Well, the Manchu Soldier is too."
The soldier glanced at Zhou Zheng and left a little weirdly.
Outside the north gate of Beijing, an army of forty thousand convicts rallied together, Amin, Hauge, and Yue Tuo rode on horses, looking at the fog in the distance, their expressions excited and bloodthirsty in their eyes.
Amin raised his whip, pointed in the direction of Beijing City, and said loudly, "As long as we break through this city, we have what we want!"
Hauge said: "Siege the city in half an hour!"
Yue Tuo said: "No need, you guys prepare, I will attack first, and I can't give Nanbanzi time to prepare!"
Min naturally didn't want to go first. He only brought 10,000 people and said decisively: "Okay, we are going to attack the city, you go first!"
Although Yue Tuo is Dai Shan's son, he is Huang Taiji's cronies. He didn't hesitate to listen, and ordered: "Siege!"
The Mianjia army behind Yue Tuo rushed toward Beijing like a mountain whistling a tsunami.
Zhou Zheng could not see anything at the arrow tower of Andingmen, but the mountain whispered a tsunami, but he took a deep breath and ordered: "Pass the order, defend the city!"
Cao Bianjiao knelt on one knee and said, "The last general will take his orders!"
After speaking, he hurriedly left.
The Anding Gate suddenly tightened, and the soldiers held their weapons and stared at the thick fog.
Man Gui on the Deshengmen on the other side was the same. He pulled off his beard and stood on the wall, his eyes silently waiting.
Jianlu's shouts shook the sky and resounded throughout Beijing.
Even Chongzhen in the deep palace was taken aback, ignoring other things, ran out of the Qianqing Palace, looking to the north in panic.
Wang Chengen and Li Zhong were all following him, and it was difficult to keep calm.
Since Taizong moved the capital to this city in the Ming Dynasty, it has only been surrounded by Wala, but that was something that happened during the reign of Emperor Yingzong, and no one really experienced it.
I don't know how many people are terrified and panicked.
A group of ministers hurriedly entered the palace, met Chongzhen, and knelt down to plead.
Chongzhen stood in front of the steps, looking at the north with an expressionless expression on his face. Under the steps, there were a group of adults kneeling down to plead for crimes, and he didn't care.
After a long time of difficulties, Wang Chengen approached and whispered: "Long live Lord, there is an army of 200,000 Yuan from the outside, and there is a British father inside, so there is no need to worry."
How could Chongzhen couldn't hear Wang Chengen's comforting words, and with his hands behind his back, he murmured a little: "You said, Man Gui, can Zhou Zheng hold on?"
Chongzhen is sober now, knowing that Man Gui and Zhou Zheng are the only ones who guard the city, and others cannot be counted on.
Wang Chengen said softly: "Yes."
Chongzhen was startled, turned his head and glanced at him, nodded lightly, feeling a little comfort in his heart.
Li Zhong looked at the direction of Andingmen, with sweat in his palms, and prayed:'Zhou Zhengyun, the life of Long live Lord and our family is in your hands, you must keep it for me...'
There was panic in the palace, but the north gate was quickly smashed.
Jianlu's cotton armour shop unfolded and stretched endlessly, rushing frantically towards Deshengmen and Andingmen.
Zhou Zheng stood on the arrow tower of Anding Gate, expressionless, his right hand gripped the saber at his waist tightly.
Jianlu soldiers rushed to the head of the city and rushed up hard.
The soldiers on the wall used all means to counterattack.
These soldiers had only been trained for less than a year and had no actual combat experience. Their disadvantages quickly became apparent. A large number of captive soldiers flooded into the walls.
Cao Bianjiao was anxious, carrying a knife, slashing frantically, while commanding, screaming desperately.
"kill!"
Jianlu seemed to take a sigh of relief, desperately attacking the city, and overwhelming the Ming army in momentum.
The drums of Jianlu resounded like thunder, and the people in the shaking capital were in panic and fear.
"Get down to me!"
On the wall of Andingmen, a Ming army soldier pushed down the ladder. Before he could react, an arrow came and shot him to the ground.
Soon, another ladder approached, and before the Ming army pushed it, some prisoners rushed up with knives in their hands. The Ming army quickly swung a knife, fighting against each other under the wall.
The two sides were glued to the city wall, crowded, blood spattered and roared like a tide.
Zhou Zheng is obviously at a disadvantage here and can be held, while Man Gui is a lot more calm.
Man Gui was in heavy armour, patrolling the city wall back and forth, shouting loudly. His soldiers were able to fight in the field, and he was also experienced in defending the city, and he was on par with Jianli.
Almost everyone in the capital was looking at the North Gate, and could hear the fierce fighting, and even the sound of the handover of swords and soldiers was echoing in their ears.
Emerging from the Palace of the Qing Dynasty, I don't know how many people were panicked, and even many people cried bitterly.
From the Forbidden City to the north, the Bell Tower, the Drum Tower, and then Andingmen and Deshengmen are so close!
If Deshengmen and Andingmen are lost, the effort to build a cup of tea will be able to enter the Palace of Qianqing!
Zhou Zheng stood on the arrow tower of Andingmen, watching the fight on the wall, his face sinking like water.
I don't know how long it took, Cao Bianjiao touched the blood on his face and said, "My lord, I can't support it anymore. Let the people behind you go."
There were only 5,000 people on the wall, and Zhou Zheng still reserved 5,000 for preparations.
Zhou Zheng looked outside the city, the fog seemed to dissipate a little, and more people could be vaguely seen. He said, "No! Keep going!"
Listening to Zhou Zheng's words, Cao Bianjiao gritted his teeth, turned his head and went to the city wall again.
The fighting on the wall was almost white-hot, and the two sides were fighting on the wall.
Because this is the capital city, many things to defend the city cannot be prepared, and the big figures didn't seem to have expected Jianlu to be able to kill him, and did not give Zhou Zheng and Man Gui more power.
Zhou Zheng took a sigh of relief and looked at the army of Jianlu from a distance.
If there were really 40,000 people, the capital would be in danger!
Thinking of this, Zhou Zheng turned his head and looked at the direction of Qianqing Palace, his eyes flickering slightly. (End of this chapter)