Chapter 531, Xianfeng is going to run away! (please order, please vote)
The turbid current of the Yongding River is wrapped in the blood-colored setting sun, and the artillery fire dyes the sky like rust red. The red horse under Li Hongzhang's stomp on the trembling ground uneasily, and his knuckles of the Qianli Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile
On the other end, at the gap on the right wing of the Taiping Army, Huang Wenjin's square formation was like honey eaten by an ant colony, but it always stubbornly maintained the last line of defense.
"Left Assistant One and Two Standards! Press up!" The roar of the Beiyang Army commander tore the thick smoke. Three thousand elite soldiers stepped through the scorched earth with the rhythm of French snare drums, and the bayonet reflected the terrifying white light. The ground was neatly arranged.
The trembling under the shoes of the thousand-layer cloth, as if a sleeping dragon was turning over.
On the tower three miles away, Yang Xiuqing's one-eyed thrust suddenly. The Seven-Star Sword suddenly swung out: "Release the twist!" Before he finished speaking, the gold-inlaid flag had fallen straight down from the five-meter-high wooden platform. Zhang Zongyu licked the iron on the saber
The fishy smell, the iron armor on the yellow cloth strangled his uncontrollable chest cavity, the smoke pillars rising from the north made him blame Zhang. It was the tens of thousands of Nian Army cavalry led by his uncle Zhang Lexing!
"Heavenly Father opens his eyes!" Two thousand Nian Army spears rushed out like a flood. Amid the screams of two horses and spears tearing the air, the column of the right wing of the Huai Army caught off guard and fell like a wave of wheat swept by a sickle. Li Hongzhang suddenly became angry.
Looking back, he roared in and out of his throat: "Lantern! Get on the horse!" But it was too late, Huang Wenjin's chief maker flag had already been raised from the square formation, and the Taiping Army's brown basins formed silver raging waves, looking at the Beiyang Army's other
Two vertical formations rushed away.
On the south bank of Yongding River, Zeng Guoquan's red horse suddenly stood up. A lead bullet penetrated the horse's neck, and blood mist sprayed on the word "Zeng" in the Jiying flag. Jiushuai, who was rolling down the mud, wiped the face.
Blood mud actually grabbed half of the bloody teeth. "Beat the drum!" He raised the personal soldiers who were going to help, "Protect the famous scholars! Kill evil deeds!" Ten horizontal teams responded and changed into formations, and the scholars in deep clothes raised the
The "Book of Filial Piety" rushed to the forefront, and the sound of chanting scriptures and guns were strangely intertwined.
Three hundred steps away, Hong Ren's character Da Li was joking in the rain of bullets. Under the cover of Hong Xiuquan's Huangluo umbrella,
Lai Wenguang was scolding in western Guangdong dialect: "Don't throw that mom! Guangxi boy fights with me!" Two thousand elite camps fought back in the tone of "Men should be self-improvement". The moment when the brown bass barrel was hit hot, the front row Hunan
The military statue was overturned to the ground by an invisible giant hand.
When the sun shadows on the top of Wanping City were setting west, Zhang Lexing's horse team had already crossed the Yongding River like a swarm of locusts. In Huang Shijie's Ying-jeong camp, the new Minie gun spewed out balls of white smoke, but the Nian Army horse team turned into dozens of strands
The black stream passed by,
Rushing towards the Yongding River. In the telescope of Zhang Shusheng, the general of the third town of the Beiyang Army, the water splashed with tens of thousands of horses' hooves surging in the sunset like blood waves. They were actually flanking the Jizi Camp!
"Change the formation! Change the formation!" Zeng Guoquan's roar was mixed with choking smoke. The five thousand Hunan troops instantly shrank into three iron hedgehogs, and two spears poled out a cold light from the gap in the square formation. The saber slashed at the hardwood spear pole.
In the clanging sounds above,
Zhang Lexing suddenly pulled his horse and smiled: "I once shaved my head! Look at the meeting ceremony of my master!" I saw dozens of cavalry commanders rising from the Nian Army formation, and the yellow flags on his back were inserted into the black smoke pointing to the northeast, the city of Beijing.
It's so thick that it can't be melted.
Looking up the building in Changxindian, Yang Xiuqing's gilded Ganli mirror suddenly condensed. In the lens, the "Zeng"-like banner of the central army of the Hunan-Huaihei Alliance, which had been silent for a long time, was slowly moving forward! The Dongwang Adam's apple rolled, the Seven-Star Sword
He suddenly pointed to the east bank of Yongding River: "Yang Fuqing! Ka Sanniang! Chat the river for me! Capture Wanping City!"
At this moment, there were still tens of thousands of elite soldiers under the Eastern King’s Demon, who were always raising their spirits and waiting for this moment.
In the quiet Taiping Army position on the west bank of the river, hundreds of yellow flags were suddenly raised. The old Guangxi people wrapped in red scarves carried cloud ladders and rubbed water. The strong men in the front row carried foreign guns and grenades, and on their chests
There is also a "True Agreement" printed with the statue of Hong Xiuquan. In the Lu Army fortifications on the other side, the Kong soldiers in Shandong dialect were horrified to find that the long hair on the other side almost covered the entire Yongding River!
"Fire!" As Yang Fuqing cut down his sword, forty flowering bullets shot out of the 12-pound white cannon that had just been carried across the Yongding River knocked the Wanping city walls into pieces. Ka Sanniang's red clothes were galloping on horseback.
It was particularly dazzling in the twilight. The leggings of the veterans of Guangxi under her demons had already been soaked in blood, but they were still stepping on their companions' bodies to climb up the battlements. Suddenly, a thunderbolt exploded, and a 10-foot-high smoke pillar rose somewhere in the city.
The Qing army ammunition piled up in the city was detonated by the Taiping Army's flowering bullets!
"God of Heavenly Father..:::
Amid the cheers, the Taiping Army launched a general attack on Wanping City like a tide!
Yang Xiuqing's Qianli Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Milestone landed on the ground. The blood-covered one-eyed king stared at the northeast sky, where,
The black smoke over Beijing is getting thicker and thicker! It seems that Zhang Lexing's main cavalry forces have all come to Yongding River, so they probably have no spare energy to break through Beijing. Could it be that Luo Yaoguo's people have entered the city?
Yang Xiuqing's expression gradually became gloomy!
He squeezed out from his teeth and roared: "Press up my personal guards, you must...\n" Before he finished speaking, the personal soldiers suddenly pointed at their right wing and cheered: "I won, win, win
Now, Li Yaotou retreated!”
Yang Xiuqing turned his eyes and saw Li Hongzhang's Dazheng slowly moving south, thousands of infantry and cavalry of the Beiyang Army,
Walking around the green flag, he was gradually moving away from the battlefield.
On the east bank of the Yongding River, the Beiyang Army responsible for the Qing army's left wing had long disappeared, and most of the Beiyang Army there had already left.
"Don't lose your mother!" Yang Xiuqing cursed, but her tone was full of surprise.
"His Highness Eastern King, do you want to chase after him?" The voice of Yang Xiuqing's "foreign military advisor" Winster White sounded.
"No, Your Highness, Beijing is important!" Yang Xiuqing's number one confidant Hou Qianfang immediately came forward and made a suggestion.
Yang Xiuqing emphasized: "Yes, Beijing is important...\n. The king only needs Beijing City!"
Chaoyang Gate, You are the right one.
When Su Sanniang's horse team rushed outside Chaoyang Gate, countless refugees were greeted, most of whom were old, weak, women and children in the flag, yelling that "The Qing Dynasty is dead" and rushed out of Chaoyang Gate.
She looked at the flag-men, women and children who were surging like a tide, and the willow leaves in the Xinghuangtou City raised a little. These "masters" who were arrogant in the past were in a hurry at this moment, like field mice that had been rammed. What exactly happened in Beijing?
Could it be that Yang Xiuqing rushed in?
"Give up the way! Give up the way!" The old nanny with the white flag held the crying baby, and the beautiful cheongsam was covered with mud,
It hit Su Sanniang's horse like a headless fly.
"Take it!" Su Sanniang gave the order. Immediately, two cavalrymen turned over and dismounted and rushed forward. One of them grabbed the old nanny, and the other snatched the baby she was holding and raised high. The old nanny
I saw the first female general of the heaven on an Indian folding horse!
"Rare, gosh..." The old lady was so scared that she couldn't even beg for mercy.
"What's wrong with Beijing?" Su Sanniang asked sternly, "Is it because King Yang Dong called?"
The old nanny shivered and said, "I dare not deceive the female king, Changmao... No, it was because the heavenly soldiers had not entered the city, but because Senggelinqin's Mongolian horse team and Du Han's Shandong Qihuo Army rebelled,
Kill people and set fire everywhere in the city... The Qing Dynasty is dead!"
Su Sanniang snorted: "I deserve it, I will repay you!"
Then he said to the Taiping Army holding the baby: "Return the child to her, let's go to the city and capture Xianfeng!"
"Yes! Go to the city and catch Xianfeng!"
In the twilight, a scarlet Taiping Army's "The Great Wall will never fall" flag fluttered in the wind. Five or six hundred cavalry from the heavenly kingdom marched in a row and entered Chaoyang Gate, which had been no one to guard, shouting "Taiping" all the way.
The army arrived, heading towards the still majestic Forbidden City.
All you see along the way is a doomsday scene!
There are robbery, killing, burning, corpses everywhere, and there are still people crying and undead.
Suddenly, Su Sanniang heard a hoarse voice chanting a poem loudly: "The prosperity of the past was buried, and I looked desolate and had no reason. The inner trunk burned into brocade ashes, and the sky streets were covered with the bones of the ministers..."
Fucheng Gate, at the third hour of You.
Naralaner hugged Zaichun, who was already sleeping in her arms, and was riding in a two-wheeled carriage surrounded by Mathilde's breastplate cavalry and a small number of Hunan Army, Huai Army officers and soldiers, and there were some steps.
The Eight Banners soldiers who turned back three times, and these Eight Banners soldiers were all under Yuan Bao's subordinates. They fought with the Qihuo Army and the Mongolian cavalry who were sent by Sushun for most of the time. Not to mention that most of them were damaged, everyone became a dog of a family.
, there was no way out, so I had to return to the Forbidden City,
I saw if I could bring out some "souvenirs" while taking advantage of the chaos. As a result, I met Mathilde's chest-plated cavalry and took them out of the city.
In addition, Feng Guifen, Guo Songtao and other officials from the Xianghuai Group also fled with the Nara family. However, there was no hurricane on their faces, and the plan to escape had been made long ago. Li Hongzhang and Mathilde had been doing it early in the morning.
How could it not be prepared if Beijing could not defend itself? Under the command of Li Wenxuan and Li Hanzhang, a brigade of Beiyang Army had already hiding in with silver dollars, ammunition and guns brought from Tianjin before the Battle of Yongding River began.
After catching the west mountain, he occupied several villas and temples of the royal palaces, and was waiting for Li Hongzhang and Mathilde to join him with the Nara clan and the little emperor.
This Beijing City..........................! Without those Eight Banners and corrupt officials who were in trouble, they would not be ranked as the third minister?
In front of the Shouhuang Palace in Jingshan, at the beginning of Xu hour.
The crooked locust tree was swaying in the twilight. Xianfeng and he knelt down on the steps built by the blue bricks. Looking at the fire everywhere, the noise everywhere, and the crying Beijing city was a little dazed for a moment.
What year is this evening? The fifth year of Xianfeng or the seventeenth year of Chongzhen?
Who am I? Emperor Xianfeng of the Qing Dynasty or Emperor Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty?
"Emperor, Emperor...\n... Change your clothes quickly, I will protect you and fight out!"
Just as he was ashamed, he suddenly heard Zeng Jia and Linshu's voice coming from behind. Xianfeng looked back and found that the old man had already put on the clothes of ordinary people, and he was carrying a bag in his hand, and most of them were also clothes inside.
Is this to protect myself and escape? What a loyal minister!
Thinking of this, Xianfeng looked at the crooked neck tree that was hanging Chongzhen, sighed and said, "The world is vast, where should I go?"
"There are so many places to go!" Zeng Jia and Linshu smiled, "Where can't you go to the five continents and all the seas? I will take the emperor to the French Concession in Tianjin first, and then..."
Chapter completed!