Gao Qiqi stayed aside and kept an eye on his words. Seeing this scene, he knew that Chongzhen's attitude had softened.
He quickly seized the opportunity and said: "Your Majesty, the imperial court is now unable to fight anymore. Chao responded to the imperial edict and the entire army was wiped out. Even if Shandong Zuonii does not come to attack the capital and only goes to Tianjin, the harm will be far-reaching and must not be ignored."
Chongzhen closed his eyes in pain, really wanting to escape from these realities.
However, he is an emperor and has no way to retreat.
"Call all the pavilion elders to come over."
Lu Xiangsheng and Gao Qi were overjoyed, knowing that he had been convinced.
Chongzhen was staggeringly preparing to go back, but suddenly he turned back and looked at the musket that made him despair with complicated eyes.
"This gun..."
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"Why is this gun different?"
Mang Gurtai's roar was like thunder, showing his anger.
On Sakhalin Island, after days of fighting, this special Manchu-Han coalition has captured the entire north.
Now they are attacking the west bank of the Polo River, where the Polo River Guard is located.
Although Polo River Guard was one of the Jurchen guards established by the Ming Dynasty, the people here were actually very different from the Jurchens.
General Wu, Zhang Keda and others paid attention to summary while marching and fighting. They had already discovered that the people here were very different from the Jurchens in terms of clothing, language and living habits.
"In the past, the imperial court lacked the necessary understanding of this place, and many of the settings were very rough, which inadvertently exaggerated the power of the Jurchens. If we can carefully identify them, we can naturally prescribe the right medicine."
General Wu's words were recognized by Zhang Keda.
"Based on what you said, I'm afraid those so-called savage Jurchens cannot be counted as Jurchens. We must report this to the authorities after we go back to provide reference for the future strategy of Liaodong."
They also heard Mang Gurtai's roar.
During these days of fighting together, Mang Gurtai and others had already discovered that there was a huge difference between the fire guns given to them and those used by the soldiers brought by Zhang Keda.
Regardless of range, lethality, or reloading speed, the fire blunderbuss they used cannot be compared with the new army's cap guns.
Mang Gurtai was unwilling and finally broke out.
But Wu Jiang was very indifferent to his anger.
"These fine guns are for our own use by the Shandong New Army, so naturally they will not be distributed to you. Besides, we are in this barbaric land to wipe out the natives, so the firecrackers given to you are already enough."
Such straightforward words made Mang Gurtai choke.
Zhang Chun listened on the sidelines and was not only surprised. He found that the behavior of these rebels from Shandong was completely inconsistent with the tolerance and generosity of the Heavenly Kingdom.
However, these barbarians were very convinced by this approach, which made him not only start to reflect on the mistakes of the past court.
The Polo River Guards are a relatively large tribe on Sakhalin Island, with a total of more than 400 people. But now they are all besieged in a village on a small hill, watching the coalition forces approaching step by step.
When the coalition troops came, they resisted.
But the stone knives and bone arrows they used were like babies in front of the muskets.
They had no choice but to defend the village, but it was clear that they could not defend it for long.
The true race of the Polo River Guards should be Feyaka people.
They have lived on Sakhalin Island for generations and have never communicated with the outside world.
In their minds, the coalition forces are more terrifying than devils and evil gods.
Seeing that the coalition's formation began to press forward and their destruction was imminent, the leader of the Polo River Guards had no choice but to stand up and walk out of the stronghold alone.
He walked to a place far away from the walled city, only a hundred steps away from the coalition forces, and then he knelt down. He seemed to be holding something in his hands and kept kowtowing.
Gu Qi
Zhang Keda saw this and quickly stopped the people below from shooting.
"Looking at this, these people seem to be surrendering."
However, Mang Gurtai was very unhappy and cursed: "These are all barbarians. They won't be obedient unless they are killed properly."
Liang Fa looked at him dissatisfied and reprimanded: "From now on, if we want to gain a foothold here, we can rely on these indigenous people. Only by integrating their strength can we hope to fight against Huang Taiji's pursuers in the future. You only know how to kill and create
Hatred, once these people turn away from morality and seek refuge with Huang Taiji, you will be dead."
Not being able to fight or kill made Mang Gurtai very unhappy.
"Hmph, you southern barbarians are so evil-minded, but you can't fight."
Leng Sengji had a different idea than him.
"Master Beile, what Mr. Liang said makes sense. Today's Huang Taiji no longer kills, and his kindness and kindness have really won people's hearts, which is why you left your hometown. I think we might as well learn to manage things well, so that we can be like Huang Taiji.
Fight in separate courts."
You can't mention Huang Taiji to Mongoltai. Whenever you mention Mongoltai, you will become a docile donkey and be very obedient.
After taking care of him, Zhang Keda, Zhang Chun and Wu Jiang stepped forward and came to the leader of the Boluo River Guard.
The leader could not tell his age. He was wearing a worn-out fur, with most of his body naked, and his face was covered with deep brown wrinkles.
But what he was holding in his hand made Zhang Keda and the other three look at him with suspicion.
That is an East Pearl.
A pearl as big as an egg.
Even Zhang Chun, who is well-informed, has never seen such a big pearl and knows that its value is priceless and immeasurable.
It seems that the Polo River Guards took out the best things in order to save their lives.
Zhang Ke reached out and took the pearl over. He noticed that the leader's eager expression was filled with prayers. He suddenly thought of something and shouted to the back: "Bring a hundred cotton-padded clothes."
Soon, soldiers carrying cotton-padded clothes arrived at his side.
Zhang Keda picked up one piece, but because of the language barrier, he had to gesture with his hands.
He first pointed to Dongzhu, then pointed to the pile of cotton clothes, and then put the clothes in his hands on the leader of the Boluo River Guard.
The leader was quite confused at first and a little timid.
When the cotton-padded clothes were put on his body, he was immediately intoxicated by the comfortable and warm feeling.
He had never seen anything so comfortable in his life.
Comparing Zhang Keda and others, he also knew that this was for wearing.
Now he understood.
Zhang Keda accepted his Dongzhu and used these clothes in exchange.
The original intention of the leader to sacrifice Dongzhu was to survive. Because in their eyes, these people were too terrifying.
But when this deal happened, things turned sour.
The leader danced and pointed at the clothes and himself, obviously asking if they were all for him.
Zhang Keda smiled and nodded.
The leader was overjoyed. He turned back towards the village and shouted "Ah, ah" for a long time.
After a while, more than ten young men ran out of the village. After listening to the leader's instructions, they all picked up their clothes and put them on.
Like the leader, the warm and comfortable cotton clothes made some people dance happily. When they looked at the coalition forces again, they were no longer so scared.
Suddenly, a man seemed to have thought of something. He fumbled in his leather pocket and pulled out a piece of gold the size of his fist.
He pointed at the gold and then at the clothes, as if he wanted to change into a few more.