Yongle Emperor's grandson: Zhu Yuanzhang with cheats, Zhu Di went crazy

Chapter 223: Keep the braid or the head, Xianfeng, you make your choice

"Oh my god, they actually won."

As the artillery fire stopped, the Qing troops defending Bali Bridge looked in shock at the Ming troops capturing prisoners all over the battlefield.

When did the foreigner who was so powerful in their eyes become so vulnerable?

"Not only did they win, they didn't have many casualties. Look, are there any bodies on the ground except those of the foreign devils?"

"Hiss, it seems that there really isn't one."

After this person mentioned this, the other Qing troops glanced at the battlefield and found that there was not a single Ming army corpse on the battlefield.

"Sir, what should we do?"

A general asked Shengbao in panic.

Just now the other side was thinking of taking advantage of the situation, but now the foreigners are pinned to the ground and hammered. Apart from the consumed ammunition, the other side seems to have no casualties at all.

Damn, he can’t even beat the foreigners, but he’s the one who benefits. Is this really not throwing food into the tiger’s mouth?

"What should I do? I damn well know what to do?"

Shengbao replied angrily.

His eyes darted around, hesitating whether to escape before the Ming army launched an attack.

"Hey, why did they bring the foreign prisoners up here?"

Just when Shengbao was considering whether to run away, a general suddenly pointed towards the battlefield in confusion.

When everyone looked, they saw the Ming army escorting the foreign prisoners and striding to an open space.

Then, as they watched in horror, the foreigners were forced to their knees, and a group of soldiers raised their rifles with bayonets and stabbed them hard from behind.

"Hiss, they are killing prisoners."

"This is the rhythm of fighting the foreigners to the death. What a ruthless person."

Seeing batches of foreigners being stabbed to death, the Qing army let out cries of surprise.

"Damn it, they are so cruel to foreigners, I'm afraid we won't be much better."

A panicked cry went up from the crowd.

In an instant, the entire position was silent.

"Run!"

I don't know who shouted, but the Qing army guarding Baliqiao dropped their weapons without hesitation, turned around and ran away.

"Don't run, don't run!"

When Shengbao saw that his men had all run away, he hurried forward to stop them.

However, these Qing soldiers ignored him, walked around him and ran in another direction.

"Your Highness, those Qing dogs seem to have escaped."

Wu Sangui, who was escorting Senggelinqin and was about to report to Zhu Zhanjun, suddenly noticed the situation on the opposite side and quickly reminded Zhu Zhanjun.

Holding up the telescope, he looked at Zhu Zhanjun across from him and replied unhappily, "Then why are you still here?"

Wu Sangui responded quickly, ran out of the temporary command post, mounted his horse, and led the cavalry to chase.

"Kangzi, this is your Qing army. It is so vulnerable."

Zhu Yuanzhang, who was also observing the battlefield, saw the fleeing Qing troops and habitually mocked Kangxi.

Kangxi, who was staring at Senggelinqin, turned pale when he heard this and retorted: "Your Ming army is good. When Li Zicheng attacked Beiping City, your Ming army was not slow at all."

"you are?"

Senggelinqin, who was under custody, initially thought that Kangxi was an ordinary scholar who had defected to the Ming army.

However, after these two sentences of conversation, I found that the person in front of me was a person from the Qing Dynasty, and he seemed to have an unusual status.

Moreover, he felt that the other person's face looked familiar. He felt that he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember where it was, so he confirmed it in a low voice.

"I am your uncle!"

Kangxi was already furious, and when he saw that this guy was trying to test his bottom line, he got so angry that he picked up the stick next to him and hit him.

Zhu Zhanjun was too lazy to pay attention to this guy. He turned around and ordered the generals standing by: "Don't worry about the fleeing enemies. You have to fight for time with them. You have to capture Beiping City as quickly as possible and capture all the civil and military officials of Emperor Xianfeng's court."

Zhu Zhanjun could remember that after the defeat at Baliqiao, Emperor Xianfeng fled and left the court to Prince Gong.

The big fish can't run away, otherwise there will be trouble later.

All the troops received orders, except for the Sixth Battalion, which stayed behind to clean up the battlefield and protect the artillery and Zhu Zhanjun.

The other five battalions, including Wu Sangui's cavalry, rushed towards the city of Peking at the fastest speed.

Zhu Zhanjun made a promise that whoever captured Peking and the Forbidden City first would be awarded the title of special legion.

Among so many troops under Zhu Zhanjun, only one was truly awarded a special title, and that was the Cavalry Battalion of Zhu Zhanjun's elder brother-in-law, Huo Qubing.

For the military, a special title is the supreme honor, and every general leading a team wants to compete for this honor.

"Hurry up……"

Under the astonished gaze of the people on the roadside, the Ming army troops quickly rushed towards Beiping.

Baliqiao is only about 20 miles away from the city of Peking. For the space soldiers with excellent physical fitness, this distance is just a warm-up.

In order to prevent Xianfeng and his ministers from escaping, all the troops fought desperately.

"Dang, clang, clang, clang..."

Less than half an hour later, the fastest First Battalion had already seen the city wall of Peking.

At the same time, the warning bronze bell rang on the city wall of Peking.

"Haha, if you want to compete with my First Battalion in speed, go eat dust. My title of First Battalion is not just for show."

The first general took a look at the nearest troop, which was a mile away from him, and grinned.

He turned around, drew his command knife, and pointed at the chaotic city of Peking.

"First Battalion, Kill!"

Following the general's order, the soldiers of the first battalion, who had been prepared long ago, shouted and rushed towards the city gate that was still closing in a panic.

"Damn it, this bastard got there first."

The other battalions following closely behind saw that the First Battalion had already launched an attack and the vanguard troops had already broken through the city gate, and they cursed in anger.

They immediately commanded their troops to go around other city gates, preparing to surround the city of Beiping. Zhu Zhanjun had to tell them not to let Xianfeng and his men escape.

When Xianfeng heard the fierce gunfire, his face changed and he asked quickly: "What happened?"

But no one could answer him.

The battle at the city gate had just begun, and those who received the news had not yet come back to report, so where would these eunuchs and palace maids go?

"Your Majesty, stop asking questions and go!"

In order to curry favor with the emperor, an old eunuch hurriedly urged Xianfeng to run away.

Emperor Xianfeng did not have the courage like Emperor Chongzhen to hang himself. When he heard that he was going to escape, he ran out without saying a word.

However, as soon as he went out, he saw the imperial guards who were guarding the Old Summer Palace, running wildly with the howling of ghosts and wolves.

Behind them, thousands of cavalry were chasing them.

"boom!"

There was a gunshot, and a cavalryman's hand deflected, punching a hole in a statue.

Wu Sangui, who had just chopped down a palace guard, saw this scene and roared with a face as black as the bottom of a pot: "You are f*cking blind! This is the palace where His Highness will live in the future, and you actually destroyed it."

"Get out of my sight before I lose my temper, or I'll cover you in mud and make you look like a statue."

The cavalryman, knowing that he had caused trouble, awkwardly withdrew his pistol and rode his horse to chase after the other palace guards.

After scolding the cavalry, Wu Sangui withdrew his gaze and was about to chase and kill other enemies when he saw a figure running away protected by a group of eunuchs.

"Oh, wearing a dragon robe, it seems this is Xianfeng."

"Hahaha, I'm so lucky. Let that idiot Wu Lao Er go to the palace to arrest people."

As soon as the troops entered the city, the commander of the first battalion, Wu Laoer, rushed to the palace immediately.

In his mind, the emperor must live in the palace.

It’s a pity that this guy never communicated with Xu Shou and others, so he didn’t know that Emperor Xianfeng lived in the Old Summer Palace.

Wu Sangui readily agreed to the other party's plan and asked Wu Laoer, the general of the first battalion, to attack the imperial palace, while he led the cavalry to attack the Old Summer Palace.

Fortunately, Xianfeng did not return to the palace.

Wu Sangui grinned, raised his leg and squeezed the horse's belly, and the warhorse neighed and rushed towards Xianfeng.

"Hurry... protect the emperor!"

Seeing a ferocious guy rushing towards him, Xianfeng was so scared that his pigtail stood up and he shouted to protect the emperor.

But the palace guards had already been chased all over the garden by the cavalry, and the eunuchs and palace maids were all powerless, let alone resisting these ferocious cavalry. An ordinary man could knock them down.

Looking at the panicked Xianfeng, Wu Sangui's face showed uncontrollable joy.

The biggest regret in his life was that he failed to reach Peking and capture Kangxi during the rebellion.

Later, everyone became partners. Although their relationship was not good, at most they didn't talk when they met, unlike Lao Zhu, who did not develop into a fight.

Now he was finally going to capture an emperor. Although he was not Kangxi, he was still an emperor no matter how big it was, which fulfilled his dream.

He swung the saber in his hand left and right, and the eunuchs and palace maids who were blocking his way fell to the ground with screams.

The warhorse galloped all the way, and when it rushed to the side of Xianfeng who was fleeing in a panic, Wu Sangui reached out and grabbed Xianfeng, who was almost paralyzed by fear.

"Hero, spare your life!"

Knowing the bad things his ancestors had done after entering the Pass, and understanding that these rebellious Han people would never treat them well, Xianfeng was so frightened that he trembled and kept begging for mercy.

"Have mercy, hehe, you can't die."

Wu Sangui laughed strangely.

When he heard that he would not die, Xianfeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he was not dead, it would be better to live a miserable life than to die.

Seeing that the other party was relieved, Wu Sangui sneered, raised his hand to put the other party on the horse, patted the hat on the other party's head, grabbed the rat tail braid, pulled out a dagger, and put it on the top of the other party's head.

"You can either keep your hair or your head. This is what your ancestors said. Now I will give you a choice: keep your braids or keep your head."

Xianfeng looked horrified, but he shouted without hesitation: "Keep your head, keep your head."

"Bah!"

The rat-tail braid was cut off directly, and the sharp blade even cut a little on the scalp, causing Xianfeng to scream in pain.

The city of Peking today is filled with panic as well as excitement.

To everyone's horror, a war broke out in the city.

What was exciting was that the troops that broke in seemed to be Han Chinese, and they were holding high the Ming flag.

Although according to word of mouth, the Ming Dynasty was not a good thing, but compared with the alien Qing Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty was at least the Han people.

No matter how cruel the emperors of the Ming Dynasty were, they were targeting officials and the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty, and probably had nothing to do with ordinary people.

In order to win them over, they may even propose various policies to reassure the people and reduce the tax burden that almost breaks their backs.

They also heard a lot of news that the Ming army had defeated Western foreigners and was very powerful.

By the evening, it turned out just as they expected.

The Ming Dynasty troops that attacked the city of Peking began to post notices everywhere to reassure the people, and announced to the public that the Ming Dynasty had officially taken back the territory, all members of the Qing royal family had been arrested, and the Qing Dynasty was destroyed.

Zhu Zhanjun, who had already moved to the Old Summer Palace, was listening to his subordinates' reports while looking through the statistical results in front of him.

Of the 30,000 Ming troops, after a day of fighting, only four were unlucky enough to be directly hit by artillery fire and their bodies were blown to pieces.

Fortunately, their officers retrieved their heroic spirits in time, and they were able to recover after returning and finding golden spring water to brew.

The British and French forces did not take any prisoners; they were all shot dead.

The Mongolian cavalry led by Senggelinqin were completely wiped out except for Senggelinqin who was captured.

Half of the fleeing Qing troops were captured, and the rest disappeared.

However, all the Manchu commanders were captured.

In addition to these people, all officials at all levels in the capital, including Emperor Xianfeng and his concubines, were caught red-handed.

Among them are Xianfeng and Cixi, who were emphasized by Zhu Zhanjun.

He is currently imprisoned in the prison, waiting for Zhu Zhanjun to give the order.

(End of this chapter)