12dz Chapter 525 Death of Jirgalang
Chapter 525 Death of Jirgalang
Chapter 525: Death of Jirgalang (I caught a cold yesterday and had an injection π_π)
For cannons, the bigger the better. For example, now Qian Biao has fallen deeply in love with this small cannon, which can fire both solid bullets and scattered bullets, and is light and fast.
The small cannon fired several rounds of scattershot in succession, quickly wiping out all the Qing troops on the wall. More Qing troops gathered behind the wall and dared not climb up to the top of the wall.
With the arrival of the ladder, the brave Qian army quickly climbed up the wall, while the Qing army behind the wall frantically shot arrows at the Qian army on the wall.
An hour passed, and the two armies fought fiercely. The most intense battle took place under the newly built half-moon wall of the Qing army, while the figures of the Qian army also appeared one after another on the other three city walls.
Bai Yongfu said to Zhao Yongping excitedly: "Marshal, if we work harder, we can capture the city today!"
Zhao Yongping also showed a trace of relief on his face, nodded and said: "The rise of firearms is an inevitable trend. If it were in the past, how could we capture a city that resisted desperately in just ten days!"
At this time, Jirgalang had already transferred all his reserve troops to the gap. If the other three sides were breached, Jirgalang would not be able to send reinforcements.
Jirgalang had also put on his armor and was personally supervising the battle on the streets. Zhao Yongping saw that there was great hope of capturing Shenyang today, so he issued a strict order for the entire army to attack the four cities.
The battle became more and more intense. The Qian army used swords and axes to chop, arrows flew, and all kinds of firearms were fired at the Qing army. Just under the half-moon wall, corpses were piled up, and many injured but not dead soldiers were still moving miserably.
At this time, a messenger came running. He was sent by Baiyintu to ask for help from Jirgalang, but Jirgalang just smiled bitterly. He had already thrown the last of his troops into the battlefield. Now the only ones who could move were himself and more than a dozen of his personal guards, Goshaha.
The Qian army had several times more troops than the Qing army, and Zhao Yongping could push forward with one team after another. This kind of round-the-clock warfare made Jirgalang completely lose his temper.
Zhao Yongping saw that he was unable to capture Shenyang, so he ordered in a deep voice: "The drums will not stop beating, and the troops will not retreat. Pass on my order, all the troops will attack together and capture Shenyang!"
The shouts and whistling sounds like the raging sea rang out in the city of Shenyang. The sound waves could reach the sky. The longer it lasted, the more obvious the disadvantage of the Qing army became. The offensive and defensive battles had reached this point, and the rotation system had long collapsed. Many Qing soldiers were tired, hungry and thirsty, but they could not get any replenishment.
"Your Majesty! The north has been breached......"
"Your Majesty! The Qian army in the east has already attacked the city wall. Please ask for help from the general!!"
Jirgalang listened to one bad news after another. Although he had a premonition in his heart, when things really went in the worst direction, Jirgalang still felt despair in his heart.
His son Ledu's face was covered in blood, his armor was torn everywhere, and two broken arrows were embedded in the inner armor. He rushed to Jirgalang, grabbed his hand, and said in a hurry: "Father! It's time to retreat, we can't hold on!"
Jirgalang shook his head and said, "The Qian army is surrounding the city from all sides. We can't leave. If you want to break out, then do it. Father, I won't leave!"
"Amma!!"
Seeing Jirgalang's determined look, Ledu hesitated for a moment, but finally gritted his teeth, kowtowed to Jirgalang, and then headed east with Goshaha beside him. Even though the hope of breaking through was slim, Ledu still wanted to make a last attempt.
In fact, the Qing army already knew that it was impossible for them to win, and holding on was only a way to prolong the life of the Qing Dynasty. The remaining Qing troops were filled with an atmosphere of despair.
"On the verge of collapse" is the most perfect interpretation of this moment. The fighting lasted until dusk, and the city walls on all four sides were breached. The remaining Qing troops retreated to the imperial city inside the city.
Zhao Yongping looked around and saw the shouts and screams had gradually penetrated deeper into the city. In this battle, he finally conquered the city of Shenyang. This important city in Liaodong had been occupied by the Qing court since the first year of the Tianqi reign. After more than 30 years, it was finally recovered by Zhao Yongping.
Bai Yongfu was in charge of Dongcheng. The Qing general Bai Yintu died in battle. Le Du failed to break out and was hit by more than ten arrows and died at the city gate.
The Shenyang Imperial City was built in the fifth year of the Tianqi reign and completed in the ninth year of the Chongzhen reign. It took eleven years to build this palace. After Dorgon moved the capital to Beijing, the imperial city outside the Great Wall was also called the Palace of the Secondary Capital.
Even if the Qing army retreated to the imperial city, they could only delay time. Without reinforcements, they would surely fail. The Qian army surrounded the imperial city, but as it was getting dark, the army stopped attacking the imperial city.
And this night was destined to be the most painful night for Jirgalang. The head of his son Ledu was hung on the flagpole of the Qian army, Baiyintu was also dead, and he himself would die tomorrow. Knowing that he would die but being unable to change it was an extremely painful thing.
The next morning, the morale of the Qian army was high. In less than an hour, they broke into the imperial city. The generals of various towns also went into battle. In this final battle, there were only a few Qing troops left, and there was also a heavyweight figure, Jirgalang, among them. Whoever could capture Jirgalang's head would be the most handsome guy in this battle.
The shouts of killing once again spread throughout the city of Shenyang. Jirgalang stayed in the Chongzheng Hall, which was where the most brutal fighting between the two sides took place.
The situation was somewhat stalemate, and the Qian army once again used small cannons to bombard the Qing army's shield formation.
The fighting lasted until noon. The Qian army had wiped out all the Qing troops inside and outside the Chongzheng Hall, and only two Goshahas were left by Jirgalang's side.
Jirgalang sighed to the sky: "It was difficult for Taizu to start his business. Now that our great country has been lost to the younger generation, how can I face Taizu in the underworld after my death?"
The generals of the Qian army below were obviously not paying attention to Jirgalang's feelings. They were arguing about whose head Jirgalang should be counted.
The generals each held their own opinion, but Jirgalang looked at those fierce and ferocious generals, laughed, drew his sword and committed suicide. This sudden action stunned the generals of the Qian army, and they all cursed inwardly that it was a pity.
Seeing that the generals were not interested, Qian Biao stepped forward with a sword and killed the two Goshahas who were blocking his way. Then he chopped off Jirgalang's head, held it high, and swaggered out of the hall.
Bai Yongfu asked in confusion, "Qian Biao doesn't have the nerve to say that he was the one who killed Jirgalang, right?"
Gao Jinku shook his head and said, "Impossible, we are not blind. Jirgalang committed suicide. He is not so shameless. Besides, claiming military merit is no joke!"
Qian Biao walked out of the hall, shouting loudly: "The one who cut off Jierhalang's head was Qian Biao!"
This battle was brutal. Zhao Yongping was deeply angry at Jirgalang and the Qing army's desperate resistance, so he ordered that no surrendering soldiers should be spared and all should be killed.
The Qianshi records a few words: "In the winter of the second year of Zhaowu, Zhao Yongping conquered Shenyang and killed all the soldiers who surrendered."