"We lost... we lost now... the imperial army lost now..."
Dun Wang Yipei's eyes were filled with scarlet red. He stood on the slope outside the fortification and looked around at the exploding flames, gunshots and the retreating troops that were chasing rabbits away like a tide.
The Marco Polo Bridge has been breached, the heavy machine gun positions have stopped firing, and a few lonely corpses are standing guard in the bunker accompanied by the still hot machine guns.
The living people had opened the door and fled. The rebels crossed the Marco Polo Bridge like a poisonous dragon and headed north!
One boat after another on the river brought the rebels to the shore. The barbed wire fences, pits, trenches and fortifications that blocked the rebels were now as lifeless as ruins!
The sky and the land were full of shouts of killing, and the rebels were full of momentum and shouted, "The dynasty has changed... Kill the foolish king... Welcome His Majesty to the throne!"
"They are all a bunch of idiots...hehehe... they are all a bunch of idiots!" Fifth Master Yi Pei said with a crazy smile, "What do you mean by changing dynasties? Is it because the Qing Dynasty was destroyed?"
"How could Lao Liu, who is so smart, shout such mindless and ignorant slogans..."
Next to him, Li Tuo grabbed the prince's wrist and said, "Let's go...leave quickly...my good prince! Those are all rebels and common people. They were all people who were displaced due to the snowstorm in the first place..."
"They don't know any better... Go away quickly, you have to wake up, all this is actually part of our plan..."
Li Tuo is the Fifth Master's chief strategist and first staff member. At this time, he cannot relax even a little bit. "My good prince...Plan A has failed. Let's move on to Plan B? One day we can succeed..."
A group of cavalry was waiting outside the fortification. Li Tuo pulled the fifth master down from the height of the fortification. "Protect the prince and your lord...move to the northwest and follow my orders!"
Baojun also asked in confusion in the team, "If you don't go to the capital at this time, why are you going to the northwest?"
"Hehehe... Lord Baojun, now that you are here, it's not up to you! Protect Lord Baojun..."
One monk came together, it was Taoist Duobao and Monk Iron Tower, sandwiching Baojun in the middle: "Sir! Follow our prince... The capital is too dangerous and cannot be saved. Let's go to the northwest to regroup!"
Taoist Duobao held the reins of Baojun's horse, and the Iron Pagoda Monk held his shoulders. Baojun felt as if his body was tied, and he couldn't get off the horse even if he wanted to.
The fifth master, Yi Pei, turned around with a dark face and got on his horse. Before leaving, he turned around to look at the scene of a hellish collapse. "I'm not willing to give in! I'm not willing to give in... Who would have thought that the sixth man would use the strategy of encirclement and reinforcements?"
"The feint attack can be so real... I am not as good as him! I am not as good as him... If I had listened to Fu Qing's advice and sent some troops over earlier... maybe the capital would not have suffered this disaster!"
Li Tuo patted the prince's horse and said, "Hurry up... don't linger... This is a disaster between heaven and earth, and it cannot be avoided by you, prince!"
"Even if you send troops back to support the capital, will the capital be safe? Haha... Long live the Lord, there are too many wolves around him, too many!"
A group of cavalry quickly crossed to the north. Taoist Duobao was blowing his whistle all the way. Soon, many direct descendants of the Fifth Master began to gather among the defeated troops.
The cavalry quickly gathered from more than a hundred to five or six hundred, and like a torrent in the night, they killed towards the northwest along the edge of the battlefield.
In the far north, many defense battalions stationed at Badachu, Xiangshan and Kunming Lake were fully prepared at this moment. They brought enough ammunition and began to assemble towards the ruins of the Old Summer Palace.
Yi Pei's transfer this time will draw a huge arc to the west of the capital, and finally he will be united with his direct line soldiers. He can threaten the capital when he advances, and he can retreat leisurely to Juyong Care when he retreats!
The Qing Dynasty was very big, so there was naturally room for them to show their talents. Even if there was no way out in the end, I believe that with King Dun's appeal and Li Tuo's conspiracy, there would be no problem in separatizing Banla Province!
"Haha... let's go, Your Majesty. Your Majesty's play is now finished. The rest is about the heroes vying for the throne!" Li Tuo said coldly on horseback.
"Haha... Who can I hide this from? His Majesty is young and honest... Even Fuqing has the idea of separatist Chahar Province in Rehe. Are we still honest people?"
"The honest man is at a disadvantage! Prince, don't worry... At worst, the slaves can take down Shanxi and intimidate the capital from a high position. We want to see how the Japanese Six fight with us!"
"Haha... Rehe Chahar Province is the territory of Fuqing and Empress Dowager Ci'an. If we control Shanxi, we can form an alliance!"
"Don't worry, Guiziliu doesn't dare to touch us. The only way he can do it is to negotiate... You are the fifth brother, he has to give you the nod no matter what!"
"Hahaha... Aren't we going to discuss the affairs of the Eight Banners? OK! How to build the Eight Banners Noble Council? How many seats are there? How much will our fifth master get? How much will Fu Qing get? This all needs to be calculated carefully..."
"Lord Baojun... you will enjoy happiness after following the Fifth Prince!"
Bao Jun, the Minister of Military Aircraft, turned pale at this moment. No matter how much he thought about it, he would never have thought that Zhang Jing, the Military Aircraft Department clerk, who had worked diligently under him for more than ten years, could actually be such a person!
Without any warning, he actually became Prince Dun's number one adviser, and actually pulled a force out of thin air?
No wonder this guy has always been so concerned about the appointment and dismissal of Shanxi personnel. It turns out that he has started to mix things up a long time ago?
Baojun lamented in his heart, "Am I stupid? Am I stupid! Others had already planned to compete in the Central Plains ten years ago, and I am still loyal? I am mentally ill..."
"Master Baojun...what are you mumbling about?" Li Tuo asked with a smile.
"Ah? It's nothing... nothing... I just don't know how many soldiers the prince has under such a plan?"
"Haha... soldiers are more valuable than finesse...it depends on how you use them!"
What kind of soldiers are Yi Pei's soldiers? In fact, Yi Pei's advantage is the title of the Knight King of the Capital. Yi Pei has been adopted since he was kicked out of the Forbidden City by his father, Emperor Daoguang.
He was a bit self-destructive, wallowing with the gangsters in the market every day, and then he got the name of a knight-errant. Taoist Duobao and Iron Tower Monk were the fifth masters who were admitted to the palace a long time ago.
Don't underestimate these people in the world. These people are born to be craftsmen, spies, and special forces. If they are used properly, they will definitely be a sharp weapon.
Just as the Fifth Master was withdrawing, the Japanese Liu Yixin had already crossed the Marco Polo Bridge slowly on horseback. The soldiers in front of him were ordered to carry the corpses, and a small path was cleared among the mountains of corpses. Only a single horse could cross it!
Yixin walked slowly in the middle of this narrow path of corpses. Looking at the defeated scene in front of him, he was in a good mood!
But at this moment, a dark figure suddenly jumped out from the pile of corpses and said, "Hahaha... I'd like to pay my respects to Prince Gong!"
A dark shadow hit a thousand people on the pile of corpses at the bridge!
This frightened the guards around Yi Xin. They checked several times when they were just cleaning up the body. They were afraid that there were assassins, but they didn't expect that something had slipped through the net.
Bang bang bang... Without saying a word, these short gun teams opened fire, and the revolvers hit hard and fast!
The black figure had been prepared for a long time, and disappeared into the darkness in a flash, only to hear the sound moving left and right, high and low!
"Prince Gong... why do you need to make it difficult for me, a messenger... I am sent by the fifth prince to deliver a message to you. Do you still want to kill me?"
Note: Don’t be impatient or anxious. The process of this book is bumpy, but in the end it won’t torture you. Don’t keep thinking too much!
