"Sapphire!"
"Muying!"
Zhu Yuanzhang spoke in a deep voice.
"The general is here!"
"How many airships are there in our army now?" Zhu Yuanzhang asked.
"Thirty-six ships!"
"If there is no bomb, how many people can be carried on board?"
“Seating a thousand people won’t be a problem!”
"good!"
"Then according to the previous plan, tomorrow night you two will lead the Tiger and Falcon battalions to attack the Tsarist Russian camp by airship!"
"Deng Yu, you select another 20,000 elite soldiers from the army and ambush them five miles outside the camp. When chaos breaks out in the Tsarist Russian camp, launch a general attack!"
"We don't bring firearms this time, so we can show them the power of our cold weapons!" Zhu Yuanzhang said solemnly.
"I will accept your order!" The generals agreed in a loud voice.
The next night, in the Tsarist Russian camp.
Rokov and many soldiers were hiding in the trenches as usual, looking up at the sky.
Soon a little bit of fire slowly flew over from a distance.
"The enemy's airship is coming!"
"It's all hidden!"
"Use all the coverings for me, and don't let those dirty things stain my clothes!"
Rokov's roar resounded throughout the camp, and soon various wooden shields to protect against bombs and gold juice were carried out from the Tsarist Russian camp.
But soon they discovered something strange.
This time, the enemy's airship did not drop bombs or gold juice, but instead approached the camp bit by bit.
"What's going on?" Rokov showed a trace of hesitation on his face.
But soon the expression on his face couldn't help but change suddenly, and he reacted instantly.
"Enemy attack, this is an enemy attack!"
"Shoot, shoot down their airship for me!"
Listening to the cries of the Tsarist people below, Mu Ying and Lan Yu adjusted their bright silver armors and took down their masks at the same time.
"What are we competing for this time?" Mu Ying asked.
"It's about who can kill that screaming bearded guy first!"
"I think he should be the opponent's coach!"
"good!"
"Then I'll take the first step!"
Mu Ying grinned, and after saying this, he jumped directly from the edge of the airship.
At this moment, the airship is still nearly ten meters away from the ground. If an ordinary person fell from this distance, he would probably die or be disabled.
But for Mu Ying, there was no problem.
A ninth-grade martial artist, he was already extraordinary after breaking through the twelfth floor of the Martial Saint Tower.
"Bang, bang, bang!" There was a burst of gunshots below.
Three or four bullets were fired directly into the silver armor on his body, leaving only grooves, unable to penetrate even the first layer of defense of the armor.
"This bitch is cheating again!" Lan Yu laughed and scolded, and also jumped down suddenly.
Behind him are 600 members of the Falcon and Tiger special forces in full gear.
"boom!"
In less than two breaths, Mu Ying fell directly to the ground. The knife in his hand flashed, and the throat of the Tsarist Russian soldier next to him who had just pointed the gun at him was directly cut by him.
His speed did not stop at all, the sword in his hand flashed one after another, and in the blink of an eye, more than ten Tsarist Russian soldiers were killed by his sword.
Behind him, many special forces members, like him, started killing each other the moment they fell into the crowd.
The power of each of them is equivalent to twenty fully armed heavy armored cavalry forming a battle formation and rushing into a group of unsuspecting infantry squares.
Basically a massacre.
Five miles away, Deng Yu was shocked when he heard the movement.
"Brothers, it's time for us to make contributions!"
"Everyone gives up their firearms and only carries their swords. Get to the battlefield within half a quarter of an hour!"
"Please hurry up, I'm going late. I'm afraid we won't even be able to drink the soup!"
"Come on!" Deng Yu held a big knife and threw off his two long legs, and rushed out at the lead.
"Charge!" Behind him were 20,000 carefully selected absolute elites from the Ming army.
These people are basically powerful warriors. Even if they are fully armored, they can rush into the battlefield in less than half a quarter of an hour at full speed. It is estimated that they can rush into the battlefield in three to five minutes.
The sound of gunfire echoed through most of the night.
It wasn't until dawn that it finally weakened.
Li Hongzhang, who had been paying attention to the situation in Tsarist Russia's positions, stayed up all night.
He originally wanted to lead the Huai army out of the city to support him, but he encountered Zhu Yuanzhang's ambush not far out of the city. He was so frightened that he fled back to Beiping City overnight.
After waiting anxiously for half the night, I finally got the exact news.
"What did you say, Tsarist Russia collapsed?" Li Hongzhang couldn't believe his ears.
He really didn't expect that the 100,000 Tsarist Russian infantry, known as the strongest in Europe, would be defeated by Pseudo Ming in just one night.
In his opinion, even if both sides lost, it would take at least half a month of fierce fighting. How could it end so quickly?
"I'm afraid Beiping City can't be defended!"
"It seems that the Manchus are really going to retreat outside the customs this time!" Li Hongzhang realized the next development of the situation as soon as he got the news.
There were two paths before him now.
The first way is to lead the Huai army to surrender.
In this way, he could save his life, but according to his understanding of Zhu Hongwu, it was absolutely impossible for him to touch the military power and political power again.
The best outcome for you is to become a rich man honestly.
The second way is to continue to protect Cixi and retreat outside the customs. Relying on the dealings of Tsarist Russia and many Western powers behind her, there may be a chance to give it a try with the pseudo-Ming Dynasty.
Of course, the greater possibility is that the Manchu regime will disappear along with it, but at least he will be known as a loyal minister of the Manchu Qing Dynasty.
After thinking about this, Li Hongzhang immediately gritted his teeth and turned around, preparing to meet the Empress Dowager Cixi.
In fact, he didn't care whether his ministers were loyal or not, but how could he, Li Hongzhang, be willing to just be a rich man for the rest of his life?
"His Majesty!"
"Great victory ahead!"
"The remnants of the enemy have retreated towards the outside of the pass!" Soon the news on the battlefield was spread back to Zhu Yuanzhang's camp.
"If these defeated troops cannot return to Tsarist Russia, they will become bandits, which will be disastrous for the people of Zhili."
"Order Mu Ying and Lan Yu to continue the pursuit, find all these Russian soldiers, and clear away the hidden dangers!"
"It's also a good way to let Tsarist Russia know that anyone who dares to offend our Ming Dynasty will suffer the consequences!"
Zhu Yuanzhang continued to speak in a deep voice: "Shi Dakai and Feng Sheng, you two each lead 20,000 elite troops to quickly cleanse the Qing soldiers around Beiping City, and at the same time, prevent the Manchu royal family from escaping!"
"This time we will catch all these Aixinjueluo...!"
"Let's go, of course we have to go!"
At the same time, in the Forbidden City, Cixi turned pale with fright when she heard the news of the defeat of Tsarist Russia. She immediately prepared to flee for her life without Li Hongzhang's persuasion.
"But don't make it public!"
"The more high-profile this situation becomes, the more inevitable it will be. I will only take the first step with His Majesty and a few guards. Li Hongzhang will leave the affairs of Beijing to you to take care of it. We will see you in Shengjing later!"
"Understand?"
Li Hongzhang: "...!"
