Zai Tu was going crazy. Both the Ronglu and Isiha tribes were frustrated in their attacks. Ronglu's side was overwhelmed by the enemy's artillery and could not lift its head.
Erha's scapegoating army was even more miserable. They were blown away by a group of elusive lunatics using a weird weapon. Even if a small part rushed through the paddy fields, what was waiting behind them were heavy machine gun fire and sharp bayonets of infantry.
"Trash, they are all a bunch of trash... When I take control of the country, you trash will be sent out. What are you doing here for free?"
"Brothers, we can't count on others. We fight the battles we have to fight ourselves..."
Zai Tu decided to make a big bet and let his direct descendants rush forward. He must control this Tianjin city in his own hands!
After taking control of Tianjin Wei, he became the elder brother who contributed the most in this civil war, at least much more than Zai Cheng. The two brothers had already started to compete for the position of crown prince.
Zaicheng's bloodline is noble. It is not surprising that her mother was a high-ranking noble in the Eight Banners. She was the daughter of the deceased Guiliang. Guiliang was the Minister of Military and Aircraft, a bachelor of Wenhua Palace, a bachelor of Dongge, the Minister of the Ministry of War and the Minister of Rites. , Governor-General of Zhili... These positions have been held by many people.
The father-in-law has such a noble status, so his daughter is Yi Xin's direct descendant, and his eldest son Zai Cheng is of course the future crown prince.
But Zai Tu was killed with a sideways sword. Zai Tu was much older than Zai Cheng. When Emperor Daoguang was dying with heavy troops, Yi Xin couldn't help but have an affair with his maid, so he was naturally a few years older.
Logically speaking, older age is also an advantage, but Zaitu's mother's bloodline is not good, it is too poor!
Now if you want to take advantage of your age to attack the East Palace, the only way is to accumulate military merit!
This civil war must be fought well, fought with all one's strength, the more credit for fighting, the better, and the stronger the direct lineage of those fighting, the better!
Taking over Ronglu and Yisiha is not the end, he also needs to take over Tianjin Wei to firmly control this wealthy place in his own hands!
Zai Tu was not stupid. He had already thought about how to run the Tianjin Guards during the war. As long as he could control the Tianjin Guards tonight, he would be able to change the entire bureaucracy in the Tianjin region at least to the military attache level tomorrow.
All of them should be replaced by their own direct lineage, even the little boss guarding the city gate must be his own people. By the way, the surrounding county offices should also be replaced. The civil servants who obey my orders will let them continue to work, and those who don't will be killed directly.
This was a time of war and chaos. A few county magistrates were killed randomly and then they were framed as being killed by the Chinese. Who would collect evidence and investigate?
Before he returns to the capital, he must replace all the officials in the Tianjin Guard from top to bottom, so that even if Emperor Guangxu sends any officials over in the future, he will have no choice but to be framed.
The foundation is all our own, and all the errands are our own. Doesn’t Tianjin Wei’s wealth belong to us?
At that time, it will just be a matter of negotiating with the foreigners and the Chinese devils, negotiating some terms, and then doing business. Wouldn't this Tianjin Wei's wealth become the silver in my personal pocket?
It would cost a huge sum of money to follow Tu Duoru! From ancient times to the present, you have to invest before becoming an emperor!
Does it cost money to win over hundreds of officials? Don’t you want to bribe the eunuchs and maids in the palace? Don’t you show your face properly when giving gifts to the Queen Mother? The key is to win over the army, you have to spend money!
You need to use money to weave a huge network of direct connections. Only in this way can you guarantee that you will have the opportunity to become emperor in the future!
Where does the money come from? Can it be done without controlling a place of wealth? Jiangnan is the territory of the Chinese and the Hunan Army, and other provinces are also poor. Now it seems that Tianjin Wei, the city in the north that was the first to open a port, is the best.
Zai Tu's thoughts were so beautiful. Of course, he could think so beautifully because the fruit of victory was so close to him, as if he could reach out and pick the peach.
"Old brothers of the Fifth Division! I won't lie to you anymore... if we conquer Tianjin, this will be a golden rice bowl for us in the future!"
"In the future, all our food, drinks and money for our retirement will come from this city!"
"I have come this far with you, and the last difficulty is just around the corner... What do you think we should do?"
The Fifth Division has been tightly controlled by him, and it has been completely eaten away. At this moment, everyone from top to bottom is tied to him. They are a grasshopper in the chain of interests!
These fierce soldiers of the Fifth Division have long been determined to rebel. They have already pinned the melon seeds on their heads to follow their masters. Without any further nonsense, these people have already begun to prepare for war.
"Prince, stop talking...it's all in the hearts of the brothers! Put on the bayonet...teach these losers how to fight..."
"Fix the bayonet...Fix the bayonet...Kill..."
The rebels of the Fifth Division began to mobilize, shouting kills, and arranged their sharp bayonets into a dense formation.
"Kill...kill..." Zai Tu raised his fists and shouted to encourage his men to fight bravely.
But suddenly he seemed to feel something was wrong. He subconsciously turned his head to the left and looked to the left. He was frightened and said, "Fuck... enemy attack!"
A large group of soldiers suddenly rushed out from nowhere in the north of the military formation. They were also shouting to kill, but they just overlapped with the fifth division's shouting to kill, so no one noticed it.
Thanks to Zaitu's sensitive intuition on the battlefield, he subconsciously turned his head and looked around, only to find that an ambush suddenly appeared on the flank!
Hunchun was watching the changes on the battlefield coldly from a distance. He raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile, "General Wu Jing once said... You can't defend a city to death, but reduce its momentum to appease the people, and then you can defend it!"
"You are a fool to defend the city. You have to take the initiative to use your sword to defend the city... If you don't lose your authority, how can we survive until dawn tomorrow?"
Hunchun's four battalions each deployed a company to form a commando team of more than 400 people. With the Bear Ghost Battalion of Rakshasa Ghost as the core, they opened a large circle and detoured from the north.
The target went straight to Zai Tu's main formation and penetrated directly from the northwest!
"Kill...kill...the traitor...kill the false prince...kill..."
"Ula...kill...Ula..."
A hundred Rakshasa ghosts held bayonets and weapons they were good at hanging on their waists, formed a triangular assault formation, and stabbed into the back of the Fifth Division's formation.
Like a sharp knife piercing butter, it was suddenly cut open, and the fifth division was in chaos and screaming!
The Ergun Camp, the Bergen Camp, the Nerchinsk Camp...the other three daggers cooperated with each other to use the breaches opened by these war bears to rush in and stir into a pot of mud!
"Protect the two wings of the Bear Ghost Camp...Protect the two wings of the Bear Ghost Camp...Go in...Kill the false prince!"
Three hundred people firmly protected the two wings of the Bear Ghost Battalion. These Rakshasa Ghosts did not care about the safety around them or their own life or death. They launched a killing move without hesitation!
The bayonet moved forward violently, catching the enemy by surprise!
At this moment, Zaitu's eyes were hallucinating. Watching these savages with an average height of two meters rushing forward, it was really like a hundred war bears colliding with his own formation.
Many thin soldiers were knocked back and there was even a terrifying scene of a Rakshasa ghost pushing three or four soldiers forward.
At this moment, the elites of the Fifth Division were placed at the front of the position, and the rear formation was at its most vulnerable. Seeing that the vanguard bear ghost warrior was only 40 meters away from Zaitu!
