Chapter 145                                                             

The drums at the top of the city finally stopped.

The sun is about to set.

The battle for one day is over.

Under Qi Jiguang's arrangement, several fire walls were lit in the city, dividing the southern city in two halves. Generally, under the occupation of the Ming soldiers, the other half was still in the hands of the Tatars.

Zhou Mengchen saw clearly above the city and didn't ask too much. In his opinion, it was actually very normal. It was nothing, because Qingcheng was cold in winter. Zhou Mengchen himself knew. Although it was not the coldest time, it was already November. It was in the snow and ice again, and the day was already cold enough. But at least ten degrees lower than during the day.

When you want to have a night battle, this is a difficulty that must be faced.

In addition, the day is messy enough, and fighting at night is likely to be difficult to distinguish between the enemy and us.

Therefore, Qi Jiguang's order to repair it on the spot was very reasonable. But he didn't know that there were many corpses in these fires, both for lighting and for destroying corpses.

Moreover, this night is also very difficult for many people. Not to mention anything else, just say a little bit. The Ming army is still organized, has unified logistics arrangements, bonfire duty, basic warmth, etc. But there is nothing in the Tartars.

First, they did not expect the battle today. Second, even if they expected the battle today, they did not expect the battle to be like this. Many Mongolians resisted spontaneously and had lost their organization. During the battle, this was not outstanding because it was all melee. However, it was difficult to deal with when keeping the cold.

The troops brought by Zhou Mengchen have the most basic measures to protect the cold, otherwise they would not have been able to come here. Even if it is open to the sky, it is already a rare and good place for them. Not to mention anything else, the city walls block the biting cold wind. It is much better than on the grassland. Although the Mongols were at their doorstep, a war had already disrupted everything, and perhaps someone could spend the night in the room. But they had to retreat. But once they retreated, the place they fought for during the day would be handed over to the enemy.

But Ao here confronts the Ming army. There is everything on the Ming army, but they have nothing here? And they don’t know, do the men behind you know them? After all, they were not regular soldiers before.

So that night, Xin Ai was desperately gathering people. But someone still quietly escaped from the north gate of Qingcheng. After all, on the ice field, it may be a life of death, but when it stays in Qingcheng, many people think that they are alive without death.

This night was a night for the Ming army. Zhou Mengchen inspected the troops, and at least 60,000 soldiers arrived tonight, plus the main forces who had arrived in Qingcheng. All the remaining people left behind the camps from Yulin to Qingcheng, and were responsible for the transportation of the rear baggage.

After all, the battle may be coming to an end, but the matter of managing the grassland has just begun.

Actually, it really comes to it. It’s not quiet for a long time overnight. From time to time, there are one or two small fights. By dawn the next day, the overall situation has been determined.

Under Qi Jiguang's command, all the troops attacked with great force. Although they could not make any formation, the Tartars were never the opponent of the Ming army in hand-to-hand combat. The only regret that Zhou Mengchen was that due to the weather, the fire rate of firearms was greatly reduced, so many soldiers put the muskets behind and rushed forward with a single knife. The firearms that could be used were just grenades. Even grenades had many duds.

The one who fought the most tragic was naturally the naturalized palace.

After Wang Hao's incident, Xin Ai has collapsed mentally and is approaching madness. Perhaps giving Xin Ai a little time, his mentality can still be adjusted. But now, he does not have the time to adjust his mentality. It is also because of Wang Hao's incident that the meeting last night did not produce any substantial results.

There are actually only two ways left for him, stay or escape.

At this moment, Xin Ai had no idea of ​​escaping. His heart was filled with the determination to give up.

Faced with the Ming army's offensive, Xin Ai refused to give in and fought repeatedly with the naturalized palace as the center.

The trapped beasts are still fighting, let alone Xin Ai?

The Borjijin family has outstanding prestige on the grassland. To go far, there is Yu De of Genghis Khan, and to go closer, there is Dayan Khan and Altan Khan's legacy. Basically, Xin loves himself, and is not the kind of monarch who is not popular at all.

In addition, a hundred years of deep hatred is a knife that a man refuses to put down easily.

This is even more so on the Ming army. They wished that all the Mongolians would die and go on the battlefield, and would not accept surrender in a tacit way. However, with Qi Jiguang's millions of instructions, Mongolian women and children could be separated from each other as long as they did not give up weapons. Anyone who holds the army, regardless of gender, age, will be killed.

After a fierce battle during the day, Zhou Mengchen suddenly heard the good news coming from the front. The palace was broken and Xin Ai gave him the head.

Zhou Mengchen was overjoyed and wanted to see it immediately. Qi Jiguang arranged more than a thousand guards to let Zhou Mengchen truly go deep into the city. It’s not that Qi Jiguang had something that he didn’t want Zhou Mengchen to see. It was actually on the battlefield and it couldn’t be said that there was no danger.

This is not an open battlefield. Battles are spread all over the streets and alleys, and roofs and houses. Qi Jiguang was not sure that there was no threat in the city. It is very likely that there were some defeated soldiers and defeated soldiers hiding in the corner.

Qi Jiguang and these officers were not afraid, but it would be bad if they came out and ran into Zhou Mengchen.

Zhou Mengchen also knew that this was not his approachable time, so he agreed.

Immediately, he saw the most tragic situation in his life.

Zhou Mengchen knew that the road from the South Gate to the Guihua Palace was named Zhuque Street by Xin Ai. Because this name was found in the main road of the capital during the Han and Tang dynasties, he nakedly declared his ambitions.

But the Ming army was not allowed to call each other, just pretend not to know it. Or to be bluntly speaking, it was Nanda Street. After all, Qingcheng was the capital of a country in the hands of the Tatars. It was just a mere county in the hands of the Ming Dynasty.

What else is the name of a county street?

Now, a simple cleaning was carried out on this road. However, Zhou Mengchen still stepped in blood every step, and soldiers on both sides of the street rested in units of hundreds of households. Some wounded soldiers were treated simply with the help of military doctors.

These people bowed and refused to say anything when they saw Zhou Mengchen.

At the corner of the streets and even in some yards, Zhou Mengchen saw the piles of corpses piled up in his eyes. Zhou Mengchen knew that this was the corpse of the Tartars, because according to Zhou Mengchen's military order, all soldiers who died in battle had to be cremated and sent their ashes to their homes. At this moment, they were sent to the campground of the south of the city.

The shops on both sides also suffered a lot of losses. As for the windows and the blood on the doors, the doors were the smallest damage. The doors that were blown open, the houses that were burned out, the furniture pulled out of the room, were burned out as firewood, and all kinds of tables and chairs.

The prosperity of Qingcheng will not be restored in a few years.

Zhou Mengchen's heart sank. Only then did he know deeply what a weapon is a weapon of war. In this battle, both the Ming army and the Tartars suffered great losses. As for the civilians of the Tartars.

Sorry, in the strict sense, there were no civilians in the Mongolians.

"Fortunately, it's all over." Zhou Mengchen was shocked. No matter how much the price he paid today, the century-old disputes on the frontier will have a new turning point today. As for the direction he will go, it depends on what he will deal with in the future.

Soon, Zhou Mengchen arrived before the Guihua Palace.

Then he saw a large number of bodies that had not been cleaned up, and the gate of the palace that had been blown into ruins by gunpowder. Zhou Mengchen stepped into the palace on the rubble. Qi Jiguang immediately came over to pay homage.

Zhou Mengchen asked, "Where is Xin'ai?"

Qi Jiguang immediately sent someone to send a head up.

Zhou Mengchen glanced at it, but didn't look closely. Anyway, he had seen him once. Now Xin Ai's face was covered in blood, and he was completely unrecognizable. Zhou Mengchen knew that he looked familiar, but he couldn't confirm it. He asked, "Have you found someone to confirm?"

Qi Jiguang said: "I have asked many people to confirm that it is Xin Ai."
Chapter completed!