The task Zhu Cihong gave Tang Ruowang was to use the red cannon mounted on Fucheng Gate to bombard the yellow felt tent near the Diaoyutai. He estimated that Li Zicheng's Chinese army was there! It's an obvious target, and the distance isn't too far, about four miles away, or about 2,000 meters. The red cannon mounted high up should be able to reach it!
I don't know if Li Zicheng didn't know the power of the red cannon, or he was a little carried away, and he actually made an obvious target for people to hit.
If Li Zicheng could be killed with one shot...that would be a blessing from our ancestors!
However, based on Zhu Cihong's understanding of ancient artillery, he felt that this matter was a bit suspenseful!
"John," Zhu Cixiang finished his instruction to the gunner and turned back to ask Tang Ruowang, "Can you hit that yellow felt tent?"
The bearded foreigner in his fifties was stunned when he heard that Prince Chitose called himself "John" instead of "Tang Ruowang" with the Western pronunciation.
"Your Highness, please call me..."
Zhu Cixiang smiled: "John. Adam, in the Germanic language, is this what you say?"
"You also know that Germania..." the old priest looked at Zhu Cixiang in surprise, "that is the hometown of the veteran."
"Well," Zhu Cixiang nodded, "I heard this from a birdman in my dream when I was sleeping a few days ago."
"Birdman?"
"He is the man with two big white wings on his back!" Zhu Cixang smiled, "He calls himself Gabriel... He told me that you, the servant of the Lord's servants from Germany, will help me revive the Ming Dynasty. .”
Tang Ruowang was completely shocked!
What Zhu Cixi said was so... incredible!
The birdman with big white wings calls himself Gabriel...he is an angel! The crown prince dreamed of an archangel! is this real?
Moreover, the archangel calls himself “the servant of the servants of the Lord”! This title belongs to the Pope of Rome!
Could he be the Pope in the future?
Lord, is this true?
When Zhu Cixiang was attending university in Shanghai in his previous life, he dated a Shanghai girl whose family name had been Catholic for generations. He pretended to follow her to attend a ceremony at the Xujiahui Cathedral and also attended a catechesis class. In the end, the girl didn't get married, but she made a few friends who believed in Catholicism, and they also knew a lot about Catholicism, which was just used to fool Tang Ruowang.
Because he understood the Catholic doctrine, he would not say that he dreamed of God or Jesus, only that he dreamed of a birdman. Because when Jesus comes again, it will be the great judgment of the end of the world! If you want to talk to a Catholic priest about this, you will have to start a fight!
But the birdman is different. The birdman originally has the responsibility to protect and guide mankind. Birdman Gabriel's words can be understood as Jesus asking Tang Ruowang to protect Zhu Cixi, an important human being, and if the task is completed well, let him be the pope. After waiting for the end of life, the soul must go to heaven to become a saint...
But after all, Tang Ruowang is an experienced veteran and will not be fooled so easily. Of course, he would not have thought that Zhu Cixiang had a noble soul from the 21st century. All he could think of was the temptation from the devil... Maybe what Zhu Cixiang saw was not an angel, but a devil disguised as an angel, so he must stay with Zhu Cixiang Look closely around you.
So Tang Ruowang bowed respectfully to Zhu Cihong and said, "Your Highness, I am very lucky to be able to help you revive the Ming Dynasty!"
"Okay!" Zhu Cixiang nodded approvingly, "Now tell me, can you hit that yellow felt tent?"
"Yes!" Tang Ruowang replied firmly, "The felt tent is within the range of the red cannon, but... I cannot guarantee that the first shot will hit."
"It doesn't matter," Zhu Cixiang nodded, "Do your best and wait for the weather!" He paused, "There are six red cannons here at Fuchengmen. Go and aim them yourself. All the cannons are aimed at the yellow one. Felt tent, and let your disciples serve as gunners, and let them wait for my red flag order... When the red flag is raised, let's fire a volley of artillery."
There were only six redcoat cannons, and there were no reliable blooming rounds, only solid rounds available. Therefore, the possibility of using them to kill the rebel leader in the yellow felt tent is not high, but Zhu Cixiang will still not miss any opportunity to kill Li Zicheng!
"Master Chitose, the bandits seem to have sent military envoys here... and they seem to be keeping two clan members in custody!"
When Tang Ruowang took several of his disciples to operate the red cannon, Wang Qi, the guard of the East Palace who was observing the situation on the front line with a telescope, had already discovered Du Xun, Li Shuangxi and others who were approaching.
"Let me take a look." Zhu Cixiang reached out and took the telescope, put the eyepieces on his eyeballs and started to look around. Sure enough, two dejected guys wearing vassal uniforms were escorted over.
"Your Highness, one of the people who came here with the two clans seems to be Du Xun, who oversees the Xuan Mansion of the Army!"
At this time, someone had discovered Du Xun. Du Xun turned out to be the eunuch in charge of Shangshan Supervisor, and his status was not low. Many of the eunuchs who followed Zhu Cixiang and the guards of the East Palace knew him.
"Haha," Zhu Cixiang sneered. He had already remembered the historical negotiations between Li Zicheng and Emperor Chongzhen, "Firegun Bureau! Light the match rope and load the ammunition!"
"Here!"
"Your Highness, Du Xun seems to be with the two vassal princes!" At this time, Gao Yushun, the Supervisor of Ceremonies, reminded with a trembling voice.
Although the vassal kings of the Ming Dynasty were prisoners of wealth, they enjoyed extremely high honor. "Trobbing the vassal" was a serious crime in the Ming Dynasty!
Of course, Zhu Cixiang is not afraid... He is the crown prince and will be the emperor in the future! However, since the six relatives disowned him, beating the feudal king to death would still damage Zhu Cihong's good reputation.
"Is there any?" Zhu Cixiang picked up the telescope and looked carefully, "No, where is the vassal king? I didn't see it, but who of you saw it? Here are the people coming, prepare the hanging basket. If anyone wants to see the vassal king, just sit down. Go down in the hanging basket to rescue the driver. Did any of you see it?"
"Ah, I didn't see it..."
"Where is the vassal king? There is no such thing..."
Who dares to see it? Go down and die?
Zhu Cihong turned to look at Gao Yushun, "Gao Banban, why don't you go down and take a closer look?"
"No, no, no... I'm old and blind, I saw it wrong, I saw it wrong!"
Zhu Cixiang smiled and nodded: "It doesn't matter if you are wrong, as long as you know your mistake and can correct it...then there is no need to go down."
"Master Chitose, the Fire Gun Bureau is ready for war!" Pan Shuchen, the chief eunuch of the Fire Gun Bureau, loudly reported to Zhu Cixiang at this time.
"Wait!" Zhu Cihong said, "Wait for my order!"
"Here."
Zhu Cihong waved to Zhu Chunchen again, "Mr. Cheng, come forward. I have something to tell you!"
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How did Du Xun know that he met a devil-like little prince this time? With two feudal princes as hostages, he was quite determined.
In the entire city of Beijing, there is probably not a single person who dares to say that he does not care about the life or death of the feudal lord, right? Even Emperor Chongzhen was a master who insisted on saving face and suffering. He will not bear the notoriety of killing his vassal...
However, Li Shuangxi, who came with him, was still quite vigilant and stopped advancing a hundred steps away from the city wall. Instead, Du Xun was asked to step forward and speak alone.
"Listen on the city, our family is Du Xun, the eunuch guarding the Xuanfu, who has come to negotiate on the order of King Chuang. Also coming with us are Qin Fan and Jin Fan... People in the city should not shoot muskets and arrows. If If you hurt the vassal king, you can’t afford it!”
Soon on the city, a head wearing armor poked out from behind the crenellation. It was Zhu Chunchen, the commander-in-chief of the Beijing camp.
"It's really Eunuch Du, I thought you died for your country! I didn't expect you didn't die..."
"Is it Duke Cheng Guo?" Du Xun was relieved when he saw Duke Cheng Guo. He trotted forward, crossed the river from the stone bridge on the moat, and ran to the foot of the Fuchengmen Archery Tower, pointing towards the top of the tower. He shouted, "King Chuang asked our family to negotiate with the Holy One... As long as the Holy One agrees to King Chuang's conditions, he will lead his troops to retreat."
"What? There are such good things?"
"Yes, Mr. Cheng Guo, hurry up and put a hanging basket down so that our family can float up to the city."
"Okay, okay, the hanging basket will be put down now..."
After a while, a hanging basket was really lowered on the city wall. Du Xun is so proud. How can those idiots in Beijing compete with Chuang Wang's military advisor? Even if they are so easy to deceive, the country deserves to be subjugated! Fortunately, I was smarter than them. I abandoned the dark side and turned to the bright side in time. I followed King Chuang and became the founding hero of Dashun...
