There were several loud rumblings, and the fires in the military camp outside the north city gate soared into the sky. More than a dozen camp tents were bombed without a trace. The soldiers on fire were crying and storming and running around everywhere, which shocked Ping'an, who was in a tough battle at the top of the city, hurriedly blocked the sword in Qiu Fu's hand, cut off half of the head of the dead soldiers in the Yan Mansion with a backhand, and slowly retreated behind the personal soldiers.

Dozens of personal soldiers set up shields in front, facing more and more rebels rushing to the city, Qiu Fu sternly said: "Ping An, you are the one I have grown up watching me, and I have never cared about my love for many years? Do you really want to be an enemy of the prince?"

Ping An said coldly: "You are all rebels. My father and son are deeply grateful to the country and are disdainful to join the rebel ministers."

Qiu Fu stopped talking nonsense and took the lead in raising his sword to kill him. The personal soldiers yelled and raised their weapons to meet him.

Ping An took a moment to rest, looked at the camp with cries and screams, and there were fires burning everywhere. Another rumbling sound, instantly destroying the barracks that stockpiled food and grass. Ping An was stunned and could not think of a firearm that was so powerful.

However, the Yan Prince's Mansion had few troops and he was divided into various cities and attacked the major city gates. The city was full of scattered officials. It was not difficult to turn around to meet the enemy with a shout. What are the fears of Qiu Fu's more than 200 people? As long as he could capture Zhu Di alive, no matter how powerful the firearm was, he would have no place to use his skills.

Suddenly, a blood-covered captain stood under the city wall and shouted: "Sir Ping, Lord Ping, it's not good, Lord Liu is back."

Ping'an's face turned green when he heard this. Liu Zhen was his deputy general, and almost all Miyun soldiers obeyed him. If he rebelled, at least five hundred soldiers in the camp would rebel together.

Ping'an, who had a total strength of only a thousand people, immediately knew that the situation was hopeless. The most terrifying thing was that he was facing the danger of attacking from front and back at this moment, and shouted decisively: "Open the city gate and follow me to fight out."

Xu Hao, who was sitting on the horse outside the city, stared at Ping'an, who led his troops to rush to the left and right in the dark. Unexpectedly, he was a tiger general, and he was not as cowardly as being beaten by him that day. He fought his life to kill people as fast as cutting leeks.

For the first time in his life, he was on the outside of a chaotic battlefield, and the tragic phenomenon of flesh and blood flying was disgusting. Xu Hao really couldn't stand the broken limbs and broken arms scattered everywhere, and the wailing wounded soldiers shouted in despair, which was shocking.

No one was born to the ruthless battlefield where blood was bloody. The same was true for the ancients. Xu Hao, who had a pale face, noticed that his brothers looked a little bad-looking. On the contrary, the Beibing looked calm, and those who had experienced the battlefield were different.

Ping An, who was disheveled in the distance, slashed the deputy general Liu Zhen with a knife, turned over and raised his spear, and rushed towards him with one rush.

At present, Xu Hao was unable to think randomly and ordered: "Light up."

Thirty musketeers standing in front of him quickly lit the lead with a torch. Four box trucks on both sides faced the battlefield, removed the door panels, revealing hundreds of grids, and the grids were densely filled with rockets. The weapon was called Dalian Zhuang Cannon, and the four cradles on the ground also emitted blue smoke.

There was a crackling sound, and more than a dozen people on the enemy's faces were covered with their heads and faces. Some of them were too seriously injured and fell to the ground and struggled for a few times before they were silent.

Then, the rockets squirting sparks made a sharp roar, and their trajectories were unpredictable and flew towards the front. In this dark night, they were like fire dragons whistling, with excellent visual and auditory effects. The rockets running around were like the coming of death, which would scare the opponent. On one side, their blood was boiling and their morale was greatly boosted.

There was another crackling sound, and the second row of musketeers turned around and retreated to the rear to recharge gunpowder. The third row of musketeers lit the leads and held the thick and short bronze firearms toward the enemy. Boom! The flames sprayed.

"Retreat." Ping'an roared, jumped off the war horse that was beaten into a sieve in a mess, and gave up his plan to escape back to Miyun. Since the rebels were lying here to wait for the rabbit, someone probably had gone to Miyun to persuade him to surrender.

Men like to fight by nature, and Xu Hao is no exception. After contacting the enemy, he quickly put aside any thoughts and became vaguely excited. He no longer had the previous nausea. He was excited that he was full of heat and could not stop his whole body. He felt his whole body full of strength.

Just as he was about to ride a horse and chase it out, Mu Yi grabbed the reins quickly and shouted: "The prince is destined, and the young master will never be allowed to take risks."

Xu Hao suppressed the urge to curse Mu Yi and meddled in other people's business, calmed down and said in a deep voice: "The cavalry chased after him, and there is no need to fight each other in close combat. Use horsepower to drive away Ping An when he is exhausted, shoot him and kill him. Be sure to carry the head back to see me."

"As for the order." Mu Xi immediately led a hundred riders to follow him slowly, and chased the defeated generals of the remnants to the south from afar.

The murderous intent came and went quickly. Xu Hao shook his head and turned over and walked to the artillery position at the last side. He squatted down and touched the artillery barrel cast with pure copper and felt the hot temperature coming from the iron wall. He tried tonight and knocked out the Ping'an Camp in one fell swoop. He created a strategic artillery force ten years in advance. He is also the first strategic mobile artillery battalion in the world today.

Xu Hao laughed excitedly at the same excited soldiers around him and said, "We will call it Shenji Camp in the future."

After a night of fighting, at dawn, the Yan Palace occupied all the city gates of Peking. Mu Xi and Xu Hao had the same idea. He felt that Ping'an's bravery did not want to hurt his brothers. Ping'an, who was chasing forty miles away, was desperate and committed suicide by killing himself by a river.

In history, Ping An once repeatedly damaged the Yan King's army and was one of the few generals in the court who could conquer and fight. Unexpectedly, the Jingnan Campaign died indirectly at the hands of Xu Hao at the beginning of the battle.

For twenty years, the military and civilians in the city of Peking have long been accustomed to obeying the orders of the King of Yan. They are not unfamiliar with war in the north. Every household closes the door tightly at night, and there are scattered soldiers who are fleeing. Men carry kitchen knives to protect their wives and daughters through the door. Fortunately, most of the soldiers in the city are northerners, and they do not take advantage of the chaos on a large scale, and there are not many evil things that hurt innocent people.

The next morning, notices were posted everywhere explaining that the court ordered the King of Yan to control his own side, and the surrendered officials and yamen runners waited everywhere to maintain public order, and the city quickly restored order.

A large number of former civil and military officials in Peking fell to the King of Yan one after another. Zhu Di immediately appointed an official position, and Monk Daoyan became a senator. Jin Zhong, who was good at divination, became the king's house Jishan, and the two of them served as the tent. Qianhu Tang Yun became the left-behind general of Peking, Zhang Yu, Zhu Nengqiu Fu and others were promoted to the commander-in-chief. All those who had made merits were promoted to official positions. Xu Wen also became the general of Qianhu for his merits.

Guo Zi, the former governor of Peking, was appointed as governor of the government, assisted the prince of Yan, Zhu Gaochi, to deal with internal affairs. Mo Lin, deputy envoy of the Censorate, was appointed as the Censor of the Censorate, and Zhang Xin, appointed as the commander of the Beijing Commander. The commander-in-chief Lu Zhen, the commander-in-chief Li Jun and Chen Gong, and others were all promoted and rewarded.

Zhang Heng, a clerk who was born in the Jinyiwei, was promoted to the Senate of the Censorate, and Li Youzhi was promoted to the Senate of the General Secretary.

In the village outside the city, Pearl and his wives ran to the inner house shouting "Win, win, win," and immediately the whole family was in sensation. Everyone gathered here.

The old lady asked hurriedly: "Hao'er and our family have suffered casualties? God bless you, and our ancestors bless you."

As Li Qiu came in, he knelt on the ground and said excitedly: "Go back to the ancestor, except for the four followers who died in battle by the eldest son, everyone around the third son was safe and sound."

The Xiao family and other female members of the Xu family were all ecstatic, and there was no more happy news than no one died. The whole family was filled with joy.

The old lady said in surprise: "How is it possible? Can those officials all make tofu?"

Li Qiu raised his head and said proudly: "Young master and the young men use firearms. It's so amazing. Countless fire snakes emerged like thunderbolts. Before the enemy could get close, more than half of them were killed and injured. The rest of them hurriedly ran away with their heads in their arms. Then the young master ordered the cavalry to pursue the remaining enemies, killing more than 200 official troops so easily and killing the general Ping'an's head."

The old lady was shocked and said, "But the descendant of the Ping family, the adopted son of the late emperor? You are confused. How can you kill someone?"

Li Qiu hurriedly said, "It was him who committed suicide, it was not the young master who wanted to kill him."

"Oh!" The old lady sighed without any joy on her face, "Hao'er has hidden us so hard. There is nothing to say. After hearing my life's fate, no one is allowed to discuss foreign affairs. If you clean up, you will go to the city immediately."

After the initial joy, the Xu family who calmed down couldn't help but be afraid. Their young master followed the rebellion of King Yan, which was a death sentence for the whole family to kill. For a moment, the Xu family was panicked. Finally, there were old ladies and other female relatives in the Xu family who were in charge, which made many people's uneasy mood gradually calm down.

After the old lady in the room had dispersed, she hurriedly ordered Xiao to call her second son. After a while, Xu Qingtang stepped in and Mu Ningxue stepped forward to tell her father-in-law a blessing.

The old lady said, "Send someone to pick up Zengfu's family as soon as possible. If it is too late, it will be too late."

Xu Qingtang said, "Don't worry, mom, that bastard wrote a letter early in the morning, and the third brother will be able to enter the city tonight."

"Okay, okay, your father and son did a good job." Hearing that his third son's family was safe, the old lady finally got overjoyed.

Now the Xu family is well-trained about moving. Soon, under the protection of Li Qiu, the convoy entered Peking City in less than half an hour.

Except for the bloodstains everywhere in the city, the bodies and the like were cleaned up except for the battle last night.

The Xu family convoy was vast and unobstructed, and no one stopped him. He slowly entered the inner city with the envious eyes of the people.

Zhu Qiaoqiao and Mu Ningxue sat together, feeling their transcendent status in Peking, and knew that all this was exchanged for Xu Hao, otherwise even if he was a relative of the royal family, he would not have even spared the investigation in the chaos.

Looking at the bright flag armor in the royal city, the army was purged, and the army was full of Yan King's army holding swords, guns, swords and halberds, the murderous intent was trembling.

On a temporary high platform, King Yan Zhu Di, dressed in military uniform, was giving a lecture in public.

"Look, Hao'er is standing next to the prince."

Zhu Qiaoqiao pointed at Xu Hao with a serious expression with a smile, covered her mouth and said, "Yo! I thought he would shake his feather fan and pretend to be the military advisor Zhuge, such a heroic young general."

Mu Ningxue and Youyouqing smiled and focused on her husband's every move, not wanting to miss even a detail.

Of course, he also looked at the tall and mighty King of Yan and saw Zhu Di angry and said: "There is no righteous minister in the court, and there are evil deeds in it. We must train troops to attack him to clear the evil deeds of the king. Now the disaster is forced by our own people, and we really want to survive, but we have no choice. Righteousness and evil deeds are incompatible with the heavens. We must pursue heavenly pursuits to safeguard the country, and the gods of heaven and earth, and to understand our hearts."

The female members of the Xu family looked at Xu Hao in the distance and calmly lifted up his skirt armor, knelt on one knee, and said aloud: "We are willing to follow the king of Yan to the death and worship the heaven and the heaven and the crisis!"

"Clear the king's side, clear the king's side, worship the heavenly ceremonies, worship the heavenly ceremonies!"
Chapter completed!