The soldiers of the Xishan Battalion and the Yulin New Army guarding the north bank of the Yongding River couldn't believe their ears.
"What? Tianjin was lost? A city as big as Tianjin was lost?"
"General Hunchun's reinforcements were completely wiped out? Is Hunchun all dead?"
"There's chaos in the capital... Oops, my wife and sister are still in the city!"
There is a fear of half-heartedness in fighting. Guiziliu's mind-attack tactics came in handy at this moment, and the morale of the imperial army collapsed like an avalanche.
No matter how much the officers on their side shouted to prevent the soldiers from believing the rumors, the sudden movement of the kidnappers to the north proved everything.
The kidnapping horse is the last mobile force to block the gap in the defense line. Not to mention that the defense line is foolproof, once there is a breakthrough, these cavalry will have to come.
But why the sudden transfer to the north? This can only mean that something is wrong with the capital.
Marco Polo Bridge is in the southwest of the capital. The nearest city gate is not Yongding Gate but Guang'an Gate to the west!
The straight-line distance between Marco Polo Bridge and Guang'anmen is just over ten kilometers. In ancient times, there were no high-rise buildings. There were flat plains everywhere with no obstacles in between.
In the era without electric lights, even a tiny bit of light in the dark night could affect people's vision. Humans can see the starlight coming from billions of light-years away, but can't they still see the firelight of the capital ten kilometers away to the northeast?
The soldiers in the trenches and fortifications didn't know what was happening yet, but the civilians in the injured barracks and reserves in the rear, including the civilian camp, were all horrified to discover that the sky over Guang'anmen in the northeast was dimly lit.
"The capital...what happened to the capital? Why did it suddenly light up..."
Everyone is asking this question, but no one dares to answer, because the answer has already emerged in everyone's mind, the capital must be on fire.
And it must have burned many alleys. Only a large-scale fire can illuminate the night sky, allowing people outside the city to see this light.
"Stop resisting... Surrender without killing... The capital has fallen, Emperor Guangxu has won, and the Hunjun has stepped down..."
At this moment, the capital is really like hell. From the North City to the South City, almost all directions from the southeast to the northwest are in chaos. These thugs would rather burn the entire capital to expand the chaos. Looking down from the city wall, the chessboard-like blocks are illuminated by fire. of transparency.
You want to kill the thief! However, Fu Qing issued a fatal order. No one in the city defense army was allowed to fight, and the city defense had to be defended before dawn.
"Damn it! Bastard..." Seeing the mobs burning, killing and looting under the city, the defenders on the city gate smashed the city bricks with their fists in anger, and blood dripped down.
"What are the reserve teams doing? Fighting! They all fucking fight!"
Reserve team? How many emergency reserves does the imperial court have at this moment? The supply of soldiers is almost exhausted. Fu Qing has brought out all his own private troops.
In the north, there is a government office between the Drum Tower and Di'anmen, and a battalion of the reserve team of the Yulin New Army is stationed in the original Jiumen Admiral's Mansion.
The specific location is in Fangzhuangchang Hutong. It used to be called the Infantry Commander's Office, also known as the Jiumen Admiral's Office. Later, Zai Chun reformed it and turned it into the Capital Police Headquarters!
The Sanbao was stationed here with a battalion. Having just received the order from Fu Qing, the Sanbao did not hesitate to lead the troops and opened the gate of the Yamen. They had to march urgently to support Di'anmen.
But as soon as the door opened, a group of people, numbering forty or fifty, emerged from the alley opposite Shichahai.
"Sambo... you can't! Go back... you can't do anything tonight..."
A group of old men actually stopped the Sambo. The soldiers subconsciously wanted to shoot, but the Sambo exclaimed, "Don't shoot...that's my dad!"
The Sanbao jumped off the horse and rushed to his father, two uncles, and several family elders called grandpa, "How dangerous it is outside! Why did you come out... Didn't I leave ten years for my family?" Multiple guns? Use them to protect the house, but don’t run around!"
The father of Sambo looked at his son with tears in his eyes, "Sambo... listen to Ama! Go back... we can't fight tonight! Don't join the war..."
"Stop working for the Hunjun... Our family has made a decision to fight Emperor Guangxu to the end!"
"Ah!" The Three Treasures exclaimed, "Ama... this is going to be beheaded. This is treason!"
Snapped! Dad rounded out his hand and slapped San Bao on the face, "You are the treasonous one! Do you not care about the life and death of your family at all?"
"Family is the most important thing! Be filial and filial... You don't even listen to Amma and the family elders?"
The three treasures covered their faces and shook their heads, "Amma... Loyalty and filial piety cannot have both! Your Majesty has been kind to me, how could I betray Your Majesty!"
"You fart..." Dad yelled, "He is kind to you, and I am kind to you in raising you! Is it greater to have children or to be kind to him?"
"You are confused! You are confused..." A group of grandparents around him also gathered around to persuade him, "My child... why don't you understand?"
"If our family wants to survive, we have to hedge our bets! We allow you to go to the Yulin New Army, but it's just to see if Emperor Tongzhi will do anything!"
"Your brother Na Duobao's bet is on Prince Gong's side. This is an important decision for our family!"
"Now it seems that we made the right bet, and Prince Gong will still win in the end... That Hunjun is no longer able to survive! Don't be ridiculous here!"
"Just go back and stop fighting... As long as you don't participate in the war and remain neutral, when Emperor Guangxu comes to Beijing and your brother recommends you, not only are you not guilty, but you will be promoted!"
"Silly boy, be obedient..."
The Sanbao was so angry that he burst into tears, "I...I am still the abandoned son of the family at this point? I have worked so hard, but in your eyes I am still not as good as the eldest son?"
"You all despise me from the bottom of your heart! Just because I am the son of a little mother? Just because I was born of a concubine? So I have to die? Do I have to be at your mercy?"
"You are still being unreasonable!"
"Fuck you!" a group of old men scolded, "Fuck you! What are you so confused about? This is your fate! Who prevented you from being reincarnated as your eldest son?"
"Born from a concubine, it's already great that you have managed to make it this far. The family actually thinks highly of you! But no matter how hard you work, you are still a child from a concubine!"
"How can you even think about competing with your eldest brother Naduobao? He is the boss... My child, be obedient and don't get into trouble!"
"Did you know? A disease on Hun Jun's body is not a sign of longevity at all. You will suffer consequences sooner or later if you mess with him!"
The three treasures were going crazy. "No... this is not my life... I have struggled so hard for so many years, not for this! Why should I always be the abandoned son of the family? Why..."
"Sambo...Dad, please..."
With a pop, the Sanbao's biological father, his uncles, and even several grandparents all knelt down on the ground, surrounding the Sanbao.
The Sanbao cried bitterly and knelt down with his knees weak, "Don't force me... Wuwuwu... Stop pushing me... Wuwuwu..."
