Chapter 290 Sell China and save the Qing Dynasty! (Please vote, please order)
"H-How can there really be a demon here?"
On the tower of Xiguan City in Liuhe County, a dignified sixth-grade civil servant with a white face and long beard looked at the huge red ball that suddenly appeared in the gray sky with his eyes wide open and a panic expression on his face. He was so shocked that he could not speak clearly. .
This sixth-grade civil servant was Wen Shaoyuan, the magistrate of Liuhe County. He was also a capable official who could organize regiment training. As early as the second year of Xianfeng, when the Taiping Army captured Wuchang, he knew that something was going wrong in Jiangning, and immediately mobilized the gentry in Liuhe County The local government took charge of the regiment training, built the city walls, maintained the guards, and accumulated grain. They also integrated the regiment training of the four villages into one, and the drills continued.
By the time Yang Xiuqing personally led an army of 30,000 across the river, Liuhe had already been transformed into an out-and-out fortified city under Wen Shaoyuan's management, and there were more than 10,000 Lianyong people waiting in the city.
In the original history, Wen Shaoyuan relied on this fortified city and tens of thousands of troops to defeat the reinforcements of the Northern Expedition led by Zhu Xikun, Huang Yiyun, Lin Shaozhang and others sent by Yang Xiuqing, thus becoming famous.
In the battle strategy formulated by Qishan, Zeng Guofan and others for Prince Gong, Liuhe County is the gateway to Yangzhou!
Wen Shaoyuan had to rely on Liuhe's fortified city and tens of thousands of regiments to hold on for at least ten days, waiting for Zeng Guofan and Huang Shijie's armies to come for reinforcements.
But he never expected that Yang Xiuqing's army was actually equipped with three to four thousand foreign guns, 12 12-pound foreign cannons, and a hot air balloon that could produce terrifying "coercion"!
The "rumors" about the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom that "there are demons in the sky" and "demons descend from the sky" have spread throughout Liuhe County for a few months. However, these "rumors" happened to meet Wen Shaoyuan, a man who did not believe in evil and was also right. A loyal and "good official" in the Qing Dynasty. He posted a notice to refute the rumors as soon as possible, and also killed more than a dozen Tiandihui rebels and long-haired spies who spread the rumors.
They even set up memorial tablets of "Heavenly Father Emperor", "Heavenly Brother Ji Du" and "Angel Bull Demon King" outside the Liuhe County government office and set them on fire for everyone to see!
And after he burned these three tablets, he was safe and sound for six consecutive days. There was no God, Ji Du, Angel Bull Demon King coming to trouble him at all, and today is the seventh day!
On the seventh day, "God" sent "Angel Bull Demon King" to come over with a flying ball!
Now even Wen Shaoyuan's own faith was shaken!
Among the "rumors", didn't the "Angel Bull Demon King" fall from the sky on a purple thunder ball?
This time I changed to a "red ball". Anyway, I saw it with my own eyes!
seeing is believing!
Not only Wen Shaoyuan saw it with his own eyes, but also all the gentry and tens of thousands of regiments in Liuhe County saw it with his own eyes!
How can we defend this city?
"Boom boom boom"
A series of loud earthquakes and shaking noises suddenly interrupted Wen Shaoyuan's thoughts. He suddenly felt the ground shaking under his feet. He lost his balance and fell to the ground.
"Is this...a demon casting a spell?"
Just as this ridiculous idea appeared in Wen Shaoyuan's mind, he heard someone shouting at the top of his lungs: "Red cannon."
"Boom boom boom boom."
There was another roar, and at the same time the city walls of Liuhe County trembled violently.
"It turned out to be a shelling"
Wen Shaoyuan crawled to the crenellation, stuck his head out and looked down at the city. What he saw was a scene that made him suffocate with despair.
Just look at the red sea of ​​people filling the wilderness outside the city. Twelve red cannons have been lined up, spitting out smoke and fire!
What made him even more desperate was that among the people who were firing, there were also many foreigners in suits!
In addition, behind these twelve cannons were the Taiping Army's foreign rifle teams, all carrying foreign guns with bayonets! A large forest of bayonets shone with cold light.
How can you beat this?
There are demons in the sky, foreign guns, foreign cannons and foreigners underground. There are also a vast number of "red-headed soldiers", a total of thirty to forty thousand!
The British soldiers who came during the Opium War did not fight like this!
There are not that many British soldiers, and there is no "Angel Bull Demon King" to help.
"Boom boom boom"
There was another burst of shelling, and twelve 12-pound projectiles hit Liuhe's thin city wall hard, which was enough to wake Wen Shaoyuan up.
At this time, the city of Liuhe County was in chaos! Tuan Yong was everywhere shouting and running, and all kinds of shotguns, swords, spears, and shields were scattered all over the place. "The devil is coming," "God is coming." "The shouts rang out.
After a burst of shelling, there was a numbing "crash" sound - this was the masonry of the city wall being penetrated, and the rammed earth inside being scattered and falling down!
This city can't support it for much longer!
Yangzhou, Geyuan.
"My lord, let's go. I can't hold on any longer!"
"Your Majesty, the hair is growing strong! There are demons in the sky, red cannons on the ground, and an army of one hundred thousand, including no less than ten thousand foreign gunmen!"
"Your Majesty, I went to support Zeng Disheng in Liuhe. Huang Ziying was defeated when he reached Yizheng. Now he is fighting and retreating. He will soon retreat to Yangzhou City!"
"Your Majesty, Zuo Jigao's soldiers have already crossed the river and cannot return to the north of the Yangtze River. Yangzhou City cannot count on them."
"Your Majesty! If you don't leave, then you will."
In Yiyu Hall, a group of staff members from General Fuyuan's Mansion, as well as the Imperial Envoy and Military Affairs Assistant from Jiangbei Camp, all surrounded Prince Gong and persuaded him to run away!
These people were so anxious that their heads and faces were covered in sweat!
If Prince Gong doesn't run away, who among them will dare to run away? If he loses the prince and runs for his own life, can this official still do it?
Prince Gong was about to run away, so they ran with him, so of course they were not guilty. The prince is the emperor's biological brother, so the emperor couldn't kill the prince in two out of necessity, right? If the prince couldn't die, then the people under them would be fine.
But Prince Gong just turned pale, his lips trembled, and murmured to himself: "How could it be so fast? Didn't Liuhe say that there were tens of thousands of regiments? How could it be lost in just two days?"
Zeng Disheng, didn’t Huang Ziying have the thirty-fifth battalion to train the army? How can you say that you can’t withstand it if you can’t withstand it?”
Qi Shan, the Imperial Envoy of Jiangbei Camp, shook his head: "Your Majesty, who would have thought that there are not only real demons over there in Changmao, but also so many foreign guns and cannons and foreigners helping? And there are so many soldiers."
Shengbao quickly took Qishan's words and persuaded him: "Your Highness, if you keep the green hills, you won't be afraid of running out of firewood. It doesn't matter if Yangzhou is lost. We can retreat to Huai'an and Xuzhou! Since ancient times, when fighting from the north to the south, the gains and losses of Yangzhou are irrelevant. Huai'an , Xuzhou is the key.
As long as Huai'an is in the Northern Dynasty, the Southern Dynasty will have no choice but to be beaten! Even if Huai'an is lost and only Xuzhou is defended, the Northern Dynasty can protect itself. Only when Xuzhou is captured by the Southern Dynasty will the Northern Dynasty fall into a passive position!"
Prince Gong Yi? But he still kept a grimace and said nothing. Of course he wanted to run away! But once he ran away, he would no longer have the status of "the third person in the Qing Dynasty" today, not to mention that General Fuyuan would masturbate. Even if his Prince Gong is gone, let alone the "Imperial Uncle and Regent", he won't even be able to keep an idle prince.
This one is such a loss!
Prince Gong's frightened and unwilling eyes swept over the helpless faces, and suddenly he saw a dark face without any worry, which was the face of the "master" Hong Daquan.
Hong Daquan is now dressed in Taoist attire and holding a fly whisk, looking like Zhang Fei is practicing Taoism.
"Taoist Priest!" Prince Gong frowned, "You can tell me, should I retreat to Huai'an?"
"Your Majesty," Hong Daquan shook his head and said, "There's no need to worry about this matter. Your Majesty, you shouldn't run north!"
"Aren't you going to run north?" Yi? frowned, "Should I, the king, stick to Yangzhou?"
"No." Hong Daquan shook his head, "Your Majesty should go south!"
"Going south?" Yi? was stunned, "Going to where?"
Hong Daquan said: "Go to Shanghai!"
"What are you going to do in Shanghai?" Prince Gong muttered.
"What a brilliant idea!"
Before Hong Daquan could answer, Qi Shan, the imperial envoy from Jiangbei Camp, suddenly touched his palm and said, "Your Majesty, Director Hong is right. You should not retreat to the north, but should go south! Go to Shanghai and ask the foreigners for help!"
The long hair is so powerful. Except for the flying ball, I don’t know what it is. The rest are all obtained from foreigners!
The reason why foreigners give so many good things to Changmao is just for profit. If Changmao can give it, you can give it to me, my lord! If you can’t give it to me, my lord, you can give it to me. As long as the foreigners stand by our Qing Dynasty There’s nothing to worry about growing hair here!”
Hearing this, "Guiziliu" Prince Gong Yi? still didn't understand what Qishan meant.
He narrowed his eyes and was silent for a long time before sighing: "You are asking me to sell out to the Qing Dynasty!"
But Qi Shan shook his head: "Your Majesty said it was wrong. He was not selling out to the Qing Dynasty, but selling out to China... selling China to save the Qing Dynasty!"
"Sell China...save the Qing Dynasty?" Prince Gong looked at the veteran minister who negotiated the Treaty of Nanjing for the Qing Dynasty and took the blame for Daoguang.
Qishan sighed: "Your Majesty, I have done negotiations and suffered the hardships of foreigners... and I know best how sinister the thoughts of foreigners are!
But what can we do? Who told us that the basis of our Qing Dynasty is to use the few to defeat the many, and to use the few to control the many?
No matter how sinister the foreigners are, all they want is money, but the so-called Taiping Heavenly Kingdom... is deadly!
Your Majesty, the money the foreigners want... is not ours, the life Changmao wants is ours!
Aren’t you afraid that the Eight Banners disciples in Beijing will end up like those in Jiangning?”
Prince Gong was silent for a long time, and only uttered one word: "Afraid!"
Chapter completed!