The Qing Dynasty is about to end

Chapter 475 Hong Xiuquan is coming, Xianfeng is running! (Please subscribe, please vote)

"Your Majesty! You have to hold on. This is a critical moment!"

"Your Majesty, we still have 20,000 to 30,000 elite troops available, and the outcome is clear!"

Sushun and Duanhua stood by Xianfeng like two door gods, and seeing that this gentleman was swaying like a tumbler and about to fall, they rushed over to support him and cheered him up, just like they were cheering for their own children. It was unknown if their words had any special effect, but Xianfeng, who was about to faint, actually recovered a little and shouted to his left and right: "Hurry, help me over there, I want to see what the hell Senggelinqin is fighting!"

Sushun and Duanhua were also wondering, what's wrong with Senggelinqin? It's ok that the infantry can't beat the Taiping, but the cavalry is also defeated. After the infantry lost, the cavalry lost. What else can they lose? Could it be that they lost the female soldiers? If they keep losing like this, the Qing Dynasty will be lost!

With this in mind, the two men hurriedly carried Xianfeng to the east window of the watchtower. Yuan Bao, the guard who was originally acting as a "human camera" there, quickly stepped aside and even handed over a telescope.

Xianfeng took the telescope tremblingly, put it to his right eye and took a look. Wow, in the open field to the east, a group of colorful cavalrymen were chasing a group of cavalrymen wearing black coats and warm hats with red tassels and beating them from behind!
Needless to say, those wearing black coats and red hats must be the "Mongol Iron Cavalry" that Senggelinqin brought from the Mongolian grasslands. These "Iron Cavalry" all carried bows and arrows, and were known to be skilled in horseback archery, but they were chased away in a panic. Looking at the cavalry chasing them, they were dressed in five colors: yellow, white, red, black, and blue, like a rainbow. The most of them were dressed in yellow and red. They were the elite among the elites, and they were all "double-gun soldiers", but they were not the kind of bird guns and smoking guns, but carbines and foreign guns. The equipment was simply a world of difference.

What's even more amazing is that the foreign rifles come in different lengths. The yellow and red cavalrymen in the front held the foreign rifles in one hand and fired a few shots. The Mongolian cavalrymen were beaten to a pulp as soon as they fired an arrow. That's not all. The ones holding long rifles used rifles of Western cavalrymen, which had an absurdly long range. The Mongolian cavalrymen ran in front, while the others followed behind like hunting, sprinting for a while, stopping, standing in the stirrups, aiming and firing without panic. Although they couldn't hit the target every time, they could hit one out of ten. With such a gap, there was no way to fight. Let alone Senggelinqin, it wouldn't work even if Genghis Khan came.

Some Mongolian cavalrymen were chased and became angry. They turned their horses around, took off their lances or drew their swords, and wanted to fight to the death with the pursuers. As a result, they ran into the "white, blue, and black" cavalrymen holding long spears. These guys were all lancers. They were not very good at riding, but they were very brave. They put down their long spears and rushed forward in a swarm, without dodging, just to compete with the Mongolian cavalry for who was stronger. The Mongolian cavalrymen under Senggelinqin had never seen such a scene before. They were scared before they met the pursuers, turned their horses around and wanted to run away. As a result, most of them were stabbed to death from the back. It was so miserable, it was simply "giving away their heads".

"It's over, it's over. Even the cavalry can't handle it. What can we do?" Seeing this scene, Xianfeng was so desperate that he felt like the sky was falling. Without the protection of Senggelinqin's cavalry, it would be harder than climbing to heaven for the army he led to Baoying City to escape back to Pingqiao Town. If this army was left here, the Qing Dynasty would really be doomed.

Xianfeng was worried: "Could it be that I will really become the emperor who destroyed the Qing Dynasty?"

Just as he was thinking, there was a sudden thunderous shout from the battlefield in the south. The voices of countless people gathered together and when it reached Xianfeng's ears, he could no longer hear what they were shouting. He could only vaguely hear two words: "Defeated! Defeated!" This sound was like a death knell, which made Xianfeng panic.

Xianfeng hurried to the window on the south side of the watchtower and took a look. Wow, the tragic scene of the defeat was in full view. The wide battlefield was full of fireballs from the Taiping Army's shrapnel and grenades, just like fireworks. The red and yellow waves of the Taiping Army launched wave after wave of charges from the left and right wings of the Qing Army in the east and west directions, advancing a little with each charge. The distance between the two Taiping armies was getting shorter and shorter, and they were about to meet.

Once the two Taiping armies joined, it meant that the Qing army's central route was trapped in an encirclement, and at least 10,000 Qing troops would become trapped. Seeing that they were about to be surrounded, the officers and soldiers of the Qing army in the central route were like crazy, running at full speed, scrambling to escape from the encirclement that had not yet been completely closed. The scene was like a group of mice being chased by a big cat.

Those Qing army soldiers who were fast and had escaped the encirclement would not just sit outside and wait to be destroyed by the Taiping Army. They all knew that they were going to lose the battle, so when would they run? After this defeat, even if the Qing Dynasty did not perish, it would at least say goodbye to the territory south of the Huai River. So everyone ran as fast as they could. Only by running across the Huai River could they have a chance to survive. No one wanted to become an innocent soul on the battlefield.

On the battlefield, failure and collapse spread like an infectious disease. Under the infection of these defeated soldiers, the Qing army, which had not yet collapsed, could no longer hold on. They all wanted to escape faster than their companions to have a better chance of survival. No one wanted to lose at the starting line of escaping, after all, life was more important than anything else.

"Your Majesty, please retreat! It will be too late if you don't retreat now!"

"Your Majesty, as long as you have the green mountains, you will not be afraid of running out of firewood. The most important thing is to save your life first!"

"Your Majesty, there are still 20,000 elite soldiers in the camp, and they can protect you and retreat to Huai'an. Let's go!"

Duanhua, Sushun, and Tupolev, who "failed in the struggle", all knew that the situation was hopeless, so they came up together to persuade Xianfeng to evacuate quickly, and their tone was as anxious as if they were urging a child to go to school.

Xianfeng just shed tears without saying a word. He knew in his heart that with his retreat, the Qing Dynasty would begin its path to national destruction and there would be no return. Reviving the country would be harder than climbing to heaven. There was a high probability that he would become the ruler of the Qing Dynasty who lost his country. This hat was too heavy.

But if he didn't withdraw, he would probably die faster than the Qing Dynasty, and wouldn't even get the "honor" of a fallen country.

Thinking of this, Xianfeng broke down and burst into tears: "It's all over, it's all over, what can I do now!"

When Su Shun heard Xianfeng say "it's over", he immediately understood what he meant and shouted loudly: "The emperor said, retreat, retreat immediately, don't delay!" The ministers, guards, and eunuchs around him all responded in a loud voice: "Yes!" The voice was as uniform as if they were receiving an order from the court.

Then he saw Zeng Jia. Lin Shu stepped forward quickly, without saying a word, carried Xianfeng on his back and ran to the bottom of the watchtower. The others followed him as if their butts were on fire, and the group of people soon arrived at the bottom of the watchtower.

Downstairs, a troop had already assembled. It was the battalion led by Jin Aduo. They were the first to go to the battlefield today, and also the first to retreat and reorganize. There were 500 people in a battalion, and now there were more than 400 left. Many people who were knocked down by the Taiping Army's muskets before, no one knew what happened, but they all returned to the team intact, just like a magic trick, it was really strange!

After retreating, Jin Aduo was sent to guard the watchtower and protect the emperor.

Seeing Zeng Jia. Lin Shu carried the emperor down from the watchtower, Jin Aduo immediately understood what had happened, and hurried to greet him and bowed: "Your servant Jin Aduo respectfully wishes the emperor good health!"

Xianfeng actually had the energy to reply: "I am uneasy, I am uneasy"

After answering, the emperor of the Qing Dynasty, who might die for his country or even lose his country, burst into tears on Zeng Jia Linshu's back: "I am sorry to my ancestors. I am so embarrassed!"

When the people who followed Xianfeng heard him crying like that, they all started crying too. The scene was like a memorial service.

At this moment, something even more terrifying happened! Zhao Sanduo, who had followed Jin Aduo back, suddenly shouted, "Oh no! Hong Xiuquan is coming!"

Hong Xiuquan is coming! This news is like a bomb, shocking everyone.

Everyone hurriedly looked up at the sky, and sure enough, the hot air balloon that was suspected to be carrying Hong Xiuquan had flown over the Qing army camp at some point, like a huge threat that could fall at any time.

Although it is theoretically impossible for a living person to jump from such a height, everyone thought at the same time that Hong Xiuquan must have flown over to kill the emperor. Now they must protect the emperor and run away, otherwise the Qing Dynasty will have to replace the emperor, and this is no joke.

Sushun was smart. He looked around and saw Jin Aduo: "Aduo, the time for you to be loyal to the emperor has come. It's your turn!"

Jin Aduo was stunned: "Master Su, what do you want me to do?"

Su Shun winked at Yuan Bao beside him and said, "Yuan Bao, quickly have all the guards take off their yellow jackets and give them to Aduo's men to wear. Then go get some horses for Aduo's men to ride! Do it quickly, don't dawdle!"

"Yes!" Yuan Bao immediately understood what Sushun was planning. He looked at Jin Aduo with sympathy, then asked the guards present to take off their yellow jackets that were particularly eye-catching on the battlefield and hand them to Jin Aduo, as if they were distributing "death robes."

Sushun shouted at Jin Aduo, "Have your men change into these immediately!" Then he took off Xianfeng's hat and threw it to Jin Aduo, "Put on this hat, lead your men out of the camp and flee eastward. Don't make any mistakes. If you dare to desert, watch out for your head!"

This requires Jin Aduo to pretend to be Emperor Xianfeng to attract pursuers. This mission is a sure death.

Prince Zheng Duanhua, who was standing next to him, said to Jin Aduo with a stern face, "Aduo, don't embarrass your ancestor, Prince Yutong. Even if you die, you must die like a man!"

Jin Aduo looked at Xianfeng again, who was bareheaded. Xianfeng sighed and said, "Go, Aduo. I will remember you. If we can meet again, I will make you a first-class duke. This is earned with my life, and it can be inherited by your family!"

After a while, bursts of shouting rang out on the battlefield north of Baoying County: "The man in the yellow jacket is protecting Emperor Xianfeng! Xianfeng is over here, chase him quickly." This voice was like a death knell for Jin Aduo and the others.

(End of this chapter)