Although the mid-range area was large, it was not escaped after hundreds of officials pursued each other. They were pushed to the ground by everyone, and their fists and soles fell on Sun Zhixie. After a while, Sun Zhixie had no choice but to vent and inhale, but many people behind him were not yet on their turn and rushed up.

"Fight, kill this scum."

The ministers who could not squeeze behind were yelling excitedly, as if they wanted to vent all the fears they had just now. These court ministers who were usually serious and afraid of being rude in front of others were no different from a group of gangsters at this moment. Even the ministers who did not participate in the beating of Sun Zhixie were attracted by their attention.

"Fire, what a big fire." A minister suddenly screamed in horror, and then everyone smelled the smell of fireworks in their nostrils. Everyone quickly turned around and saw a fire dragon rushing up to the eaves and raging on the various carved beams and painted buildings on the Hall of Supreme Harmony. The burning fire greedily devoured everything that could be devoured.

"Ah." Now all the ministers didn't care about beating Sun Zhixie anymore and ran out of the hall. Fortunately, the gate of the Supreme Hall was wide and large enough. Although it was a bit crowded, the ministers in the hall soon ran away with only a few people.

"Look, how is Lord Sun?" The person who spoke was a minister of the Ministry of Personnel. This person and the other two were confidants who were sent by Sun Zhixie. Although they just did not dodge themselves, they only had some affection for Sun Zhixie.

The three of them came to Sun Zhixie, and the red flames reflected on Sun Zhixie's messy clothes. At this time, Sun Zhixie was like a ball of rotten flesh, and even his facial features were difficult to distinguish. His body was motionless. Without a careful examination, the three of them knew that Sun Zhixie was finished.

The three of them felt a little sorry for them. In order to climb up, Sun Zhixie not only shaved his clothes first, making him famous. Then he suggested to Dorgon to ban the words that were unfavorable to the Qing Dynasty and initiated a literary inquisition, which made the whole family angry and resentful. The Emperor of the Ming Dynasty personally ordered the execution of the Qing Dynasty. Sun Zhixie could be said to have given all his efforts to the Qing Dynasty. At such a person, the Manchus still distrust at all at the critical moment.

"Let's go." The minister of the Ministry of Personnel spoke, and the other two followed silently out of the hall. There was no one in the entire Hall of Supreme Harmony except Sun Zhixie's body.

"Prince, Prince, it's not good, it's a fire, the palace is on fire." Jirhalang worked for half a night before he finished setting up defenses everywhere. He had just lie down and was awakened by Goshha when he was sleeping in a daze.

"Where did it catch fire?" Jirgalang asked blankly. Goshha repeated Jirgalang before he realized that he was sleeping with clothes and did not have to wear clothes. He found shoes to put them on and ran away.

When Jiergalang arrived outside, the fire in the Hall of Supreme Harmony had soared into the sky, reflecting half of the sky red. Many Qing soldiers were also awakened by the fire and looked out of the room.

"Hurry, put out the fire." Seeing that everyone stood still, Jirgalang hurriedly ordered.

"Prince, I will burn it in the future anyway, so why bother to put out the fire?" said a Melezhangjing.

"I'm confused. If we want to burn, we have to wait until we can't hold on. If the fire spreads, the entire inner city may burn. At that time, will we see that we're going to burn to death in vain?"

The fire and water were ruthless. I really had to wait until the entire palace was on fire. It was too late to save me. The Melezhangjing suddenly realized and hurried down to organize the soldiers in the infantry commanding the yamen to put out the fire.

Wang Fu's imperial guard lived in the home of Jin Zhijun, the Minister of Works of the Qing Dynasty in the outer city. As a minister who was rebelling, Jin Zhijun's family had been detained. Hundreds of guards set up the Jin house like a dragon and tiger. They lived in the camp for several months. At this time, they were lying on the soft and comfortable bed. Wang Fu was awakened by the guards when he was sleeping soundly. He couldn't help but feel very annoyed. He came over and hurriedly put on his clothes and walked out of the room.

In the yard, ministers and generals who had received the news first rushed over. Looking at the flames like the sky in front of them, everyone was stunned. They had an idea in their minds: Could it be that the Tartars were desperate and would set fire to the city now? In this way, the entire inner city might be destroyed.

"Emperor, your lord, hurry up and attack the city, otherwise the imperial city and the inner city will be destroyed." Seeing Wang Fu come out, Qian Qianyi shouted out before he could worship. It was hard for him to be sixty or seventy years old, and he was the first minister to arrive.

Attacking the city? At this time, Wang Fu's first reaction was that it was impossible. If he had all the Yulin Guards in his hands, it might be possible to siege the city at this time, but he had only 10,000 Yulin Guards in his hands, and the Ming army had only 15,000 people, and he had to control more than 80,000 Green Camp soldiers who had just been attacked. If he was siege at night, these Green Camp soldiers would not be mutiny, but just chaos would be a very terrible thing.

The imperial city has no need to be held in the hearts of the people and officials. It can be seen from the warm cheers of the people who attacked the outer city during the day that in his previous life, Wang Fu spent 80 yuan to enter and read it briefly. In this era, the magnificent palace complex pales in comparison with the tall buildings in later generations.

It's a dead thing, of course Wang Fu wouldn't take dozens of people in the outer city for this dead thing

Seeing that the emperor was just pondering and had no intention of ordering the city to attack, Qian Qianyi was anxious and his eyes were aimed at Weng Zhiqi, Gao Jie, Chen Guanqiu, Wang Wannian and other military generals, hoping that someone could stand up. Finally, Gao Jie stood up: "Your Majesty, I am willing to lead the troops to attack the city. Please give the emperor an order."

"No need, I'll order all troops to guard the defense zone strictly, and do not move around and kill them in violation of orders!"

Wang Fudi's tone was decisive, and the generals were shocked and replied: "Abide by the order."

Qian Qianyi's face turned pale and he muttered to himself: "It's over, it's over, the imperial city is about to burn to white ground."

In fact, Qian Qianyi was worried about the sky. Although the fire burned for the whole night, it was limited to the Hall of Supreme Harmony. By dawn the next day, the originally majestic Hall of Supreme Harmony was only broken walls. The Hall of Supreme Harmony was a place for morning courts and various ceremonies. Perhaps because of the heavy imperial spirit, Emperor Yongle ordered the construction of the Forbidden City. Before he had time to move in, the Hall of Supreme Harmony was struck by lightning and caught fire. The hall of Supreme Harmony was burned into white ground and had to be rebuilt. During the reign of Emperor Yingzong, the Hall of Supreme Harmony was burned again, and later there were several fires. Although it was not completely burned like the previous second, it was also seriously damaged. Since its completion, the Hall of Supreme Harmony has suffered many disasters and has been destroyed again.

Seeing that the inner city had not been completely burned, Wang Fu was relieved when he saw that Qian Qianyi and other civil officials were Qian. In any case, the Forbidden City and the inner city were the crystallization of the hard work of the Han people. In order to build the Forbidden City, the Ming Dynasty spent 300,000 civilians and took a full fourteen years to complete the construction. Of course, it would be best to keep it. Of course, if you need to spend too much blood in exchange for it, Wang Fu would give up without hesitation.

After breakfast, nearly 100,000 troops had gathered in front of nine gates in the inner city, and the main attack direction was still in the west city. A total of 50,000 troops were arranged in an orderly manner in the west city, looking enthusiastically at the earth dragon flag flying high in the middle, waiting for the emperor's orders. The hundreds of cannons that bombarded the outer city yesterday had already aimed at the city wall.

The inner city has two gates to the west, Fucheng Gate and Xizhi Gate. Both gates have city towers, city gates, arrow towers, urncheng, urncheng Gate, etc., with various arrow holes everywhere.

The Fucheng Gate is 35 meters high from the foundation to the city tower, and the Xizhi Gate is 32 meters high. Looking up from the ground, the tall city tower gate seems to penetrate into the clouds. Even Wang Fu is used to the tall buildings in later generations, he still feels a sense of insignificance.

Unfortunately, no matter how strong the city wall is, it still needs people to guard it. When Li Zicheng entered Beijing, both the city towers and these arrow holes had no effect at all. Now facing cannons, the real test of these fortifications built more than 200 years ago.

Qian Qianyi and Qu Shi~ Both of them just spoke to Wang Fu that it would be better not to fire the artillery in order to prevent the inner city from being destroyed. However, Wang Fu still refused. Although the attackers were all Green Camp soldiers, they were still enemies of the Ming Dynasty more than ten days ago, most of the Green Camp soldiers served the Manchus, more because of life, they were not killed by crimes, and there was no need for artillery. It was too cruel to make them seize the city with their flesh and blood.

"fire!"

"fire!"

As the emperor's order was passed, the sound of muffled thunder-like cannons sounded, and hundreds of shells hit the west city together. The two city gate towers were the key targets. They each suffered more than ten shells, which blew the Qing army above them to death. Jierharang was watching the Ming army's dynamics on the Fucheng Gate Tower. One shell exploded beside him. If it weren't for the several Goshhas protecting him under him in time, the Qing army commander would have died as soon as the war began.

When Jirhalang lifted the Goshha on his body and got up, he found that these Goshha had died. Of course, the flowering bullets could explode. Several shrapnel were embedded in the backs of these Goshhas, and blood flowed from the shrapnel.

Jirgalangzhi dared to watch on the city tower, and he speculated that the Ming army would not attack with cannons. After all, the shells did not have eyes and could easily fly to the rear to destroy important buildings in the imperial city. The Ming army had so many surrendered Green Camp soldiers at hand, so they could drive Green Camp soldiers to attack. Unexpectedly, the Ming army had no scruples.

"Prince, leave here quickly, it's dangerous here." Goshha, who was a little further away, rushed over and surrounded Jirgalang.

It is indeed dangerous. If the Ming army can make another round, Jirgalang will be reimbursed. Fortunately, the Ming army's cannon will take several minutes to fire again. Jirgalang did not dare to stay for too long. Under Goshha's embrace, he hurried down the city tower.

"Boom." The second round of artillery of the Ming army was hit. This time, except for the flowers blooming everywhere on the city wall, more than a dozen shells still hit the city tower. After a creaking and creaking sound, the Fucheng Gate Tower collapsed first, hitting the ground and stirring countless dust.
Chapter completed!