Of course Zai Chun was willing to give it up. He could throw away the lives of 40,000 factory slaves outside the city, so why would he care about the supplies of a few official warehouses?
Money is a bastard, you can still make it after you use it up, but you can't fail in the power struggle. If you fail, you will be doomed!
Let the Beixincang fire break out, let those thugs sweep through the northeast of the inner city of the capital, and the little emperor only has eyes for the overall situation of suppressing the rebellion in the north!
Xiao Sixi tried her best to say something but still didn't dare. She quietly retreated and came to Manager Ermao with a frown on her face. "Manager, could you please remind me, Long Live the Lord! Prince Gong and the others are all missing. What if?" Has anything changed?"
At this moment, Jingshan already knew that the three princes who raided the house were missing, but what he didn't expect was that the little emperor was unmoved at all and still looked at the northern sky quietly!
Er Mao waved his hand, "Stop talking, Your Majesty has a plan in mind!"
"Now the north has been encircled, the rebels are being bloodbathed, the nine city gates are safe and sound under the control of Lord Long Live, and the Fifth Prince has suppressed the Xishan Camp!"
"Those three princes can't escape. They are just hiding in the city. Just wait until dawn to search slowly!"
"As for the chaos in the city, Long Live Master has a clear mind, and it will naturally subside at dawn!"
Er Mao's analysis was correct. That's what Zai Chun is thinking now. He is just waiting for dawn. Now that the overall situation has been determined, he will never cause trouble!
Divide your troops to suppress Beixincang? Come on, who knows if there are any ambush killers hiding in the capital? The guards on our side are weak. What if those people come back and take out Beiyuan?
This is not because Zaichun is paranoid, but it is very possible. The capital has been in a state of flux in the past few years, with conspiracies within conspiracies and calculations after calculations! No one dares to say that they have an absolute chance of winning!
Er Mao let out a long sigh and looked at the firelight in the east: "Bless yourselves! If you survive tonight... God will really accept you today!"
The emperor and his ministers only think about their own interests, and no one really cares about the lives of ordinary people!
At this moment, there are still two hours before dawn, and the northeastern area of the inner city is already in a state of explosion. People are dying every minute and every second. Burning, killing and looting are common, and rape and robbery are like fire!
What was originally a robbery and internal strife by thugs turned into harm to all innocent people!
Groups of local ruffians gathered around the mob, smashed open houses one after another, robbed and killed them when they entered, and insulted women whenever they saw them!
Officials' families have their own guards and servants, and they all have foreign guns hidden in their homes. This is safer, but ordinary bannermen will suffer!
Some even had their whole families killed! Everyone has lost their minds!
The streets and alleys were full of fleeing people. They did not dare to flee to the west or north, because those were the places where the emperor stationed heavy troops!
Attacking the important place of the imperial court? Don't die in the hands of thugs, but in the hands of the court!
The north and west are death places, the east side is the city wall and the closed city gate is also a death place. At this moment, only the south side has a glimmer of hope, and hundreds of people are running frantically to the south!
The adults were making noises, the children were crying, and the old man who couldn't run was kneeling in the corner to beg God and worship Buddha!
You don't know when a group of thugs will rush out of the dark alley, and you can't find any light in the darkness!
"Oh my God! We have been honest and kind all our lives. We have never stolen from anyone or robbed anyone... Why did we end up in something like this?"
"What's going on with the Qing Dynasty...wuwuwu...it's going to perish!"
I cried and howled all the way, fell down and got up, fell again and got up again, until I exhausted all my strength and collapsed on the ground helplessly begging God for mercy!
"Someone help me...show mercy and give me a hand...my leg is broken...help me!"
The old man who broke his leg pleaded helplessly, but at this time the emperor and the court had already forgotten about them, and no one cared about their life or death!
Now, the darkest hour before dawn! It is also the moment when the light of humanity is at its bleakest!
"Let's go!" The desperate old man heard a deep voice coming from beside him, and then a big hand passed through his left armpit. With a gentle lift, there was no pressure on the broken leg!
"Go... follow my steps forward..."
The old man turned his head and looked, and by the light of the burning house, he screamed in fright, "You two devils..." Before he could finish his words, he went up and slapped himself!
The slap was so loud that all his tears fell!
The person who saved his life was not the officers of Shuntian Mansion, nor the soldiers of the Infantry Command Yamen, nor the imperial guards in the imperial city, but the new Chinese army that they had cursed ten thousand times in daily life!
Camouflage uniform, steel helmet, bulletproof vest, and a shotgun for close combat on the back... There are bullets on the chest and back, and grenades one by one!
The standard Chinese field equipment is Xiao Letian's imperial guard!
"Order from the head of state of the Chinese nation! The area south of Headquarters Hutong and north of Guanmao Hutong will be temporarily designated as the Peace Hotel!"
"This is a demilitarized zone. Any armed force that dares to attack will be killed without mercy!"
The old man burst into tears and said, "What hotel? Why is there still a restaurant here..."
Wang Chen, a veteran who had returned from fighting in Europe, showed his white teeth, blinked his eyes and smiled, "You don't know, right? This Peace Hotel is not just a place to eat!"
"This is a refugee camp set up by the head of state! Demilitarized zone! After conquering Paris, France started a civil war and killed itself!"
"The head of state set up the Peace Hotel in Paris and asked the Red Cross to manage it together. Countless people were saved!"
"Don't worry... No one will dare to touch a hair on your head at the Peace Hotel!"
At this moment, the old man really wanted to dig out all the words he had scolded Xiao Letian from his stomach, and then slap himself word by word!
When everyone didn't care whether they lived or died, it was actually the head of the Chinese clan who gave the order to save people!
"The head of state accumulates virtue! The head of state accumulates virtue..."
The old man was helped to a safe area, and Wang Chen led the other new troops to fight into the darkness again. At this time, a batch of temporary flags were also made in the embassy!
There are four big characters written on the bamboo pole and white cloth, 'Peace Hotel'!
Just like in Naha's night of blood and fire, countless officers held the flag in their hands and even tied it directly to their backs!
Under the flag are countless soldiers of the Führer's Guards who are urgently rescuing people. At this moment, the Chinese embassy is out in force, and all armed forces are devoted to this rescue battle!
Xiao Letian stood at the east gate of the embassy like a god holding Tang Dao. In front of him were soldiers and refugees shuttled like a dragon. Across the street was the 'Peace Hotel' area between the Headquarters Alley and Guanmao Alley!
The head of state looked at everything in front of him with a stern face, watching those suffering people covered in blood filing in!
At this moment, no one dared to look up at the head of state. Those who usually scolded him the most harshly did not even have the courage to look up at Xiao Letian!
There are always people who have a hard time with their conscience, and there are always some people who still know what good and evil are, right and wrong. Suddenly, a few old men walked out of the crowd and knelt at the gate with a pop of red eyes!
"Old man... on behalf of the suffering people of this capital... I have thanked the head of state for his life-saving grace!"
"Thank you, head of state, for saving your life!" Thousands of people behind the old man prostrate themselves on the ground, crying loudly!
