What?
The Forbidden City now belongs to the president?
When the Tianjin soldiers below Tian A Gate heard this and looked at the black shotguns protruding from the Tian A Gate tower, they suddenly felt a little scared.
They are not afraid of the Chahar Mongols. The Qing Dynasty talked about "the Mongolian-Manchu family" and "the Mongolian-Manchu alliance is the foundation of the Qing Dynasty", but in fact it was very strict against the Chahar Mongols. It is blocking their necks, preventing them from having money, and preventing them from getting good soldiers and armor. Their weapons are far worse than those of the Green Camp soldiers, let alone those of the Eight Banners soldiers!
No matter how shabby the green camp soldiers are, they can still reach one-third of the level of shotguns, bows and arrows, and spears. That is to say, "Eight Banners firearms" such as Zimu Cannon and Weiyuan Cannon are not allowed to be equipped.
But the Mongolian soldiers in Chahar had no shotguns at all, and even their bows were flimsy things. The blades of their swords were not made of steel, and they had no armor at all, only leather robes for body protection. Soldiers like this have no military pay, so they don't organize training. When they are pulled out, they are noisy...This time, they rely on sneak attacks. If they fight with their own skills, they are no match for the Green Camp soldiers.
These guys, even if you give them a shotgun, they will probably miss!
But Wu Sangui's soldiers are very powerful... If they have thousands of shotguns in their hands and fire a volley from this distance, they still can't kill one or two hundred people?
This group of green soldiers were cowardly, and their Shangguan Zhili Admiral Wang Yuxi had already yelled: "They are fake, they are not from Wu Ni, and Wu Ni's soldiers are still in Henan! They are all Chaha Your Mongolian Tatars! Get them all ready for me... The first one to climb the gate tower will be rewarded with a hundred taels of silver!"
As soon as he roared, the green soldiers below suddenly took up their courage. Some carried ladders, some raised shotguns, and some set their bows and arrows. They rushed towards the city gate tower with shouts. After only two steps, they A shrill suona sound was heard - this was an order to fire!
The lingering sound of the suona was still echoing, and rows of large and small fires were already flashing on the city gate tower! Among the green battalion soldiers who were roaring and charging, more than a hundred people suddenly seemed to be struck by lightning, shaking and falling down. The screams could not be suppressed. On the entire front, there were dying people falling down and rolling on the ground.
Now the Tianjin Green Camp soldiers under Wang Yuxi are no longer in charge - how can the Chahar Mongols be able to produce this kind of marksmanship? These people are really Wu Sangui’s soldiers!
They are still a little far away from the city tower now. When they get closer, they will have to climb the wall to climb the city.
In other words, they have to at least withstand two more rounds of shotgun fire from the other side... How many people will die?
This group of Tianjin Green Camp soldiers immediately started shouting in confusion.
"They are Wu Sangui's people!"
"They are not Mongols..."
"What an accurate shot!"
"I can't beat you..."
Wang Yuxi was also shocked by the round of musket fire just now - there was a Goshiha next to him who was knocked down by a shot!
If this hit was a little more biased, he would now be a loyal hero of the Qing Dynasty!
Thinking of this, I suddenly broke into a cold sweat!
The Qing Dynasty doesn’t know how many days it can live in. It doesn’t seem worth being a loyal martyr to it!
"Retreat, retreat... ring the gold, ring the gold and withdraw the troops!"
Thinking of this, Wang Yuxi quickly ordered Goshiha next to him to ring the gong. He also exited the Qingmen Gate under the protection of several Goshiha holding round shields, and then went to Prince Gong Chang Ning in disgrace, who was sitting in Zhengyang Gate. Urgent.
Seeing the green soldiers who rushed into the Qing Gate retreat, Shang Zhixin, who was standing on the tower and commanding, gave the order without hesitation: "Blow the suona...fire!"
The loading of shotguns is inconvenient, so most of the gunners have not completed the second round of loading, but there are still dozens of masters from Pingnan Palace and Jingnan Palace who have completed loading. When they heard the sound of the suona, He immediately raised the shotgun in his hand and aimed it at the back of the running Green Camp soldiers. He fired out a hail of bullets and knocked down another twenty soldiers from the Tianjin Green Camp.
The remaining Green Camp soldiers were all frightened and retreated towards Daqing Gate, crying and shouting.
At the same time, the Mongolian cavalry ambushed in various yamen on Qianbu Long Street also rode out of the yamen under the command of Ding, an old servant of the Shang and Geng palaces... and did not chase the green soldiers. He didn't even take a bow and arrow to kill, he just rushed from one side of the Thousand Steps Street to the other. Whether you can knock over a Green Camp soldier depends entirely on fate.
Not to mention, the level of the veterans from Shang Geng's Second Mansion was much better than that of the Tianjin Green Camp soldiers - those people had been on the front line fighting the remnants of the Ming army from the Yanping Prince's Mansion for a long time. What do the Tianjin Green Camp soldiers compare to?
Seeing that his veterans performed well, Shang Zhixin laughed loudly, and then said to Geng Jingzhong beside him: "We win... That kid Chang Ning knows how powerful our Great Zhou Heavenly Soldiers are this time, and he will definitely do it next." Don’t dare to make mistakes anymore.”
"Then what should we do? How many days should we keep guard?" Geng Jingzhong asked, while turning back to look at the Meridian Gate - behind the Meridian Gate is the Qianqing Palace!
He used to dream about living in the Qianqing Palace, sitting on a chair in the main hall of the Qianqing Palace, and then sleeping in the Qianqing Palace for one night... Unexpectedly, this unattainable goal would be achieved tonight. It may be possible!
"Let's wait until tomorrow..." Shang Zhixin said, "We can live in the Forbidden City for two days. This life will be considered worthwhile!"
"Yes, yes!" Geng Jingzhong said, "We will go to the Qianqing Palace to sit on the dragon chair later. You sit first, and I will sit behind. After sitting on the dragon chair, we will take a nap in the Qianqing Palace tonight... ..."
Shang Zhixin knew that Geng Jingzhong had dreams of being emperor, so he immediately followed him and said: "When the Mongols came in, they also captured a concubine named Ma Jia... Burni gave it to me. How about I let her accompany you first?"
"Okay, okay," Geng Jingzhong was not polite, "That's it...sleeping on the dragon bed, sleeping on the imperial concubine, and sitting on the dragon chair in the Qianqing Palace, this can be regarded as the clone of the emperor, right? ?”
"Forget it, of course forget it!" Shang Zhixin nodded repeatedly and said in his heart: "You have cuckolded Kangxi... It's worth it!"
...
At the same time, Prince Gong Chang Ning had already returned to Bada Hutong to report the urgent military situation to the old queen Bumu Butai.
"Grandma Imperial, Grandma Imperial, it's not good...the rebels occupying the Forbidden City have changed their duties!"
When Chang Ning ran in yelling, the old lady was wearing reading glasses and reading her account book!
This is the "payment account book" of various shops in the outer city of Beijing sent by Fan Dahuang and Shang Fan Youying. It is written in Mongolian characters. The old lady can understand it... but the faster she goes, the more she sighs.
Those imperial merchants still donated a lot of money - this was much better than during the Chongzhen Dynasty!
But the problem is that as soon as the old lady saw the amount of money, she remembered the losses of the imperial court and the Eight Banners in the Battle of Beijing... Just the money in the warehouses of the Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of Internal Affairs was completely wiped out in one go. Several million taels are gone!
In addition to the losses suffered by the Eight Banners' yamen and those Eight Banners children who have made a lot of money as corrupt officials... there may be a total of 20 to 30 million!
This is really a great loss of vitality!
Just as he was sighing, Chang Ning came in suddenly, and there was also some inexplicable news.
"What do you mean?" The old lady put down the account book, "What do you mean, the traitor has changed his shift?"
"Royal grandmother," Chang Ning was asked by the old lady, and she shed tears of sadness, "the rebels who occupied the Forbidden City were originally Chahar Mongols, but now they have been replaced by Wu Sangui for some reason... This Isn’t it just a shift change?”
"What? It's Wu Sangui's people? Is it fake?" The old lady frowned, "Wu Sangui's bandit army is still on the south bank of the Yellow River, and the emperor has been blocking it for many days!"
Chang Ning shook his head, "Royal Grandmother, the soldiers sent by my grandson to attack the Forbidden City have just been defeated for a while. They lost more than 200 people, half of whom were killed by shotguns... I guess it's true!"
As soon as he said this, he suddenly remembered the roar of "boom, boom, boom" outside.
Chang Ning's face suddenly changed, and he said to the old grandmother: "Grandma Imperial... These are the rebels firing artillery! Where can the Mongols fire artillery? It must be Wu Sangui's people who have sneaked into Beijing!
Grandma Royal, this can’t go on like this! It's better to send a letter to the emperor and ask him to return his troops quickly! "
