In the early morning of the next day, the young and strong people of every household in Shenyang City put on the armor of their ancestors, carried a big bow and arrow bag, and left their own courtyard with a tiger gun and a sword. From the old man in his fifties and sixties, down to the children of eleven or twelve, and even many women in Tartars took to the streets with weapons.

The Tartars have fought for decades, and every family has died, but the things that the Tartars have plundered around over the years have also made every family of Tartars live a good life. It is a natural thing for them to kill others and then rob other people's land, property and women. What the Tartars never expected was that they would have such a day, and this may be retribution.

In recent years, all the people of the Tartars have been soldiers, and the ordinary bannermen have all drawn three and one armor to fight, which not only does not make the clansmen disgusted, but also very supportive. The current Later Jin Dynasty and the later Manchu Qing Dynasty are actually a tribal history. Historically, when they came to the Central Plains, they had always been a Manchurian-based regime to rule the Central Plains, and they needed the support of the Manchurian tribes at any time.

Whenever there was a conflict between the interests of the Manchu tribes and the interests of the state, it could instantly express its essence, imprison the Han people's ideology and culture, destroy books, wear out the essence of Han culture, subvert the essence of Han culture, propagate servile culture, and distort a nation's culture.

In the late Qing Dynasty, in the face of the increasing appetite of Western invaders, the Qing rulers finally chose to sacrifice the interests of the country and the nation to protect the interests of their own small tribesmen, and finally led the Manchu Dynasty to be swept into the dustbin of history, and later generations of Chinese people spurned it for eternity.

No matter how the Manchu relics washed the ground, they could not change the nature of the Manchu barbarians. The most important thing in the hearts of the slave chiefs of the past generations was how to guard against the Han people. Maintain their dominance over the Han Chinese and let the Han Chinese forever be their clothed minions. This has always been the number one priority for successive slave chiefs. They are enslaving hundreds of millions of Chinese in China as slave owners.

To this day, this kind of servile thinking is still deeply affecting our nation, and the invisible braid in the hearts of many people still lingers. Take a look at those TV series that depict the Manchu Qing Dynasty, those who are slaves and slaves at every turn are addicted to being slaves.

Today's Shenyang city is full of Tartars in full armor. Bealedesan the Great also stood at the head of the city with his armor and bow on his back, and a sword at his waist. The head of the city and the city were full of armoured soldiers and Tartar bannermen who were ready to fight. At the top of the city, there were mountains of stones and huge trees, and large cauldrons were placed side by side on the top of the city, filled with boiling oil, hot water, and golden juice.

All the gates were piled up with boulders and bags full of earth, and on the outside were several heavy door panels, which were held up by a few thick beams, and in the eyes of the Tartars, such gates, even the red-coated cannons were not afraid.

Dai Shan looked at the people in the city. Both young and old took up arms and were ready to help them defend the city, and his heart was also very excited. He turned his head and looked at the Far Eastern Army formation in the distance with a sneer.

Come on, even if you break through Shenyang, you will be left with a mountain of corpses under the city. We Jurchens have never been short of hot-blooded men, and from the day when Amma's thirteen pairs of armor started, Jurchen men have not been afraid of death.

In fact, the Tartars in the city. Although his face was full of death, the whole city was also angry. But in their hearts, it was a different story. They are no longer the wild people who lived in the mountains and forests in the past, now they are all clothed and fed, live in a big house, and know how to use paper when they open their buttocks, not to mention that they didn't take a bath in the past few years.

And now every Tartar who lives in Shenyang City has a bunch of women. A whole bunch of kids. What's more, there are so many of their relatives outside the city. Now they really can't let go of these, even if they are cruel tartars, they also have the same feeling of licking calves, watching their minor children die one by one, how can they still have the heroism of looking at death as if they were home.

Until this moment. I knew what kind of mood the Han people Nikan who were harmed by them before the city was broken, and when they thought that the city was broken, their families and children would be harmed, their hearts were filled with endless sadness and despair, and that mood made them feel heartbroken.

The things they did to the Han people after the city was broken, after the Far East broke the city, it was definitely better. They all know that the vast majority of the soldiers of the Far East Army are the Liao people they had harmed back then. There is an unforgettable hatred for them, and as long as the Far Eastern Army enters the city, it will inevitably double the cruelty of their relatives.

And that Far Eastern company is synonymous with brutality in the minds of the Tartars. In those years, in Gaizhou, Haizhou, the coast of southern Liaoning, and the Yalu River, the crimes committed were simply unspeakable. It's really white bones exposed in the wild, there is no rooster crowing for thousands of miles, and these beasts don't even let go of women and children.

They are not the puppet hypocrites of the Ming Dynasty who are full of "callers". If there was a group of Ming troops outside the city now, they would have surrendered a long time ago and fallen into the hands of the Ming Dynasty, at least the clansmen would still have a way to live. But if it falls into the hands of the Far East, then don't think about it. With the brutal nature of the Far East, the people in the city will surely kill all the chickens and dogs.

Therefore, before many Tartars leave the house, the women and children of the family have poison and ropes in their hands, and once the city is broken, the family members will commit suicide one after another, and they would rather die than be humiliated by the Han Nikan.

The entire city of Shenyang is filled with the aura of the coming of the end times, and all the Tartars are also full of thoughts in their hearts.

Outside the city was a different scene, all the soldiers of the Far Eastern Army stared at Shenyang City in the distance with red eyes. Many of them have been ruined by the scourge of the Houjin Tartars, and the blood hatred that has accumulated in their hearts has tormented them almost every moment for so many years.

Whether it was the soldiers of the field division who were born in Liaomin back then, or the officers and soldiers of the overseas brigade who came from the Ming Army in Dongjiang Town, they were all excited and sleepy last night, and they were looking forward to the dawn as soon as possible.

Li Ming and Gao Jianguo raised their hands almost at the same time to look at the table below, and the two glanced at each other and laughed. Li Ming smiled and said, "Old Gao, you come and give orders." ”

Gao Jianguo shook his hand and said: "You are the commander of the Western Theater, this is the Western Theater, of course, it is up to you to give the order for the general attack." Come on, the fighters can't wait. ”

Li Ming was not hypocritical, nodded and said, "Then let's start, the soldiers have been waiting for this day for a long time." ”

Li Ming took the microphone from the hand of the communications staff officer next to him and said in a deep voice: "Today is our last battle against the Houjin regime, everyone must kill the enemy heroically, and strive not to let go of a Tartar." Now, I announce, the general offensive begins! ”

"Yes! Never let go of a Tartar! ”

There were countless roars from the microphone, and the commanders of all the troops conveyed the order, and bursts of excited cheers suddenly came from the camp of the Far Eastern Army.

Li Ming and Gao Jianguo glanced at each other, and they both shook their heads and laughed.

"Shang Ming, the artillery group will immediately prepare for firepower. Blow up all the Tartars at the head of the city, don't give me the chains at this time, when the main army enters the city, I don't want to see a Tartar at the head of the city. ”

"Please rest assured, commander, all the officers and men of the artillery group can't wait for a long time, you just see!"

Li Ming ended the call with Shang Ming, and then connected to Ding Weiguo of the Air Ministry, he shouted: "Ding Weiguo, the Air Force Department will attack immediately, don't have any worries, don't care about the flowers and plants in the city, you must blow up the Tartars in the city." ”

"Comrade commander, all the commanders and fighters of our Air Force Department are ready for battle, and they will definitely blow up the Tartar so that they can't even recognize him."

"Bang...... Bang ......"

In the distance, an artillery group composed of more than 100 artillery pieces opened fire, and the first to fire was several mortar groups, and one mortar shell after another roared out of the muzzle, drawing a graceful curve in the air, and then smashed into the head of Shenyang in the distance.

This was followed by howitzers fired by 70mm infantry guns and 75mm mountain guns, and one after another the shells hit the city, bursting above the head of the Tartar, and countless hot steel balls were sprinkled on the head of the Tartar, and the head of the Tartar was exploded by the steel balls.

Immediately followed by a terrifying roar, mortar shells instantly fell from the sky, smashed on the head of Shenyang City, and then exploded violently, countless shrapnel scattered in all directions, blowing up the Tartars at the head of the city to cry wolf.

When has the Tartars seen such fierce artillery fire, even if the firearms on the front line of Daming Ningjin were so dense back then, but compared with the artillery in the Far East today, it is simply a light of fire.

In this era, the besieging side gathered troops under the city, and then used cloud ladders and various siege equipment to storm the city wall, so the Tartars gathered a large number of soldiers and horses at the head of Shenyang. But they didn't expect the artillery fire in the Far East to be so ferocious, and the shells seemed to have eyes, staring specifically at the Tartars at the head of the city.

Big Beledesian's thigh was hit by a shrapnel ball, and he sat on the ground with his buttocks. A few of the guards around him hurriedly surrounded him, ready to carry him off the city.

However, several mortar shells exploded one after another around them, and Dai Shan watched as several of the Swinging Tooth Guards were blown away, and their flesh and blood fell off the city.

Not far away, there lay the body of Zilharang, whose helmet had gone nowhere, and most of his head had been cut off, and the city was covered with his blood and brains.

Dai Shan stretched out his hand and pulled out the knife on his waist, struggling to get up with the knife, but one of his legs was completely unconscious, and he still didn't get up after a long time. He watched as the Tartars at the head of the city were blown up by the artillery fire from the Far East, and the head of the city was already bleeding like a river.

Everywhere there were corpses and broken limbs of the tribesmen.

He lay on his back in a pool of blood at the head of the city, and cried out loudly, "Amma...... Open your eyes and see, we're done with the gold ......" (to be continued......

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