Chapter 528 Liang's military messenger!

Qianlong first put on his long white beard and said slowly, "Remember that in the past, it was said that the holy ancestor had been on the throne for more than ten years, and Wu Sangui's rebels rebels offend me in the Qing Dynasty. In the fourteenth year of the Holy Father, Chahar Bourni robbed his father Abu Nun and rebelled. Oza, the king of Mingxin, was the general of Fuyuan, and Tuhai was the deputy to ask for Bulni. At that time, the forbidden brigade was transferred, and the general Tuhai invited the slaves of the Eight Banners to go... The Holy Ancestor Yunanyuan Dahongmen, saluteed in the suburbs. Narrate the meritorious service, enter the first class of Ashani Hafan. Qianlong recalled the past with depression, and all the literature and martial arts of the whole dynasty looked at Qianlong, waiting for Qianlong's answer.

But those clans have realized that they can't help but look at each other. Qianlong's meaning is that if they can't guess again, they are afraid they can't even count the rice bucket. In the past, in the Kangxi Dynasty, Tuhai, the general of Fuyuan, once gathered the clan and the noble slaves of the eight banners of the capital to form an army to fight against Burney and win a great victory.

Qianlong mentioned this matter again, and then contacted the young general of the Beijing Division. Naturally, the meaning was naturally very clear. Therefore, these people quickly calculated how many domestic slaves or subordinates they should produce, which could not only win the favor of Qianlong, but also not let his dignified prince Baylor open his buttocks with straw paper in the last hut. There is no one to wait on you.

Sure enough, Qianlong looked at the He Shen who was kneeling in front of him and continued to say, "Now, the anti-thieves invade again. When I am in danger, I will be the general of Fuyuan and take charge of the Forbidden Brigade in the capital. In addition, I promise you to invite the slaves of the Eight Banners to enter the brigade as a pawn..."

A Habao, the chief soldier of Tianjin Town, handed Liang Pengfei's message to Qianlong. Although he did not die in Liang Pengfei's hands, he was beheaded by Qianlong with several charges before the scattered court meeting because he lost Tianjin.

While the voice of Ahabo's begging for mercy was still echoing in the hall, Qianlong glanced at these courtiers viciously. Now that I am in danger, you should work together to cross this pass together. If you dare to have different intentions, I will kill his nine clans!"

"I don't dare to wait for me." The square minister in the palace knelt down a lot,

A team of fast horse riders rushed out of the Yanjing City and ran towards the Zhili military towns around Yanjing City. However, Liang Pengfei did not mean to stop it at all. In his eyes, the more audiences, the better the effect of his performance in Yanjing, making these people show their terrible strength. It's great to be able to subdue these soldiers and ruffian in a short time. At least after a fierce earthquake, if you want to play a big knife in front of my brother, you'd better think about whether you have that ability first.

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The camp was stabbed five miles outside the Dongzhi Gate. The eight-flag soldiers on the head of the city only dared to stare at the head of the city, from the top to the bottom to the soldiers. No one had the courage to say that they would rush out to kill to protect their country.

And He Shen, the benefactor who used to be called Liang Pengfei's promotion and wealth, finally climbed to the tower of Dongzhimen in the afterglow. At this time, the chief military minister of the bodyguard was also dressed in military uniform at this moment, standing on the tower of Dongzhimen with a vote of Wenwu, looking at the camp five miles away with that thousand-mile mirror. .

Liang Pengfei's camp is located in the gentle hillside of a small river outside the city. The sunset is like blood, and the afterglow of the falling day reflects the golden light of the river. The smoke of the camp in the sky is curling, and the voices of people are boiling and the sound of horses. The big Liangzi flag fluttered in the wind, but the bright red flag bottom made him feel dazzling no matter how he looked at it.

He Shen couldn't help sighing. No one would have thought that the Qing Dynasty, which supported millions of heroes, would kill people under the capital one day. It was really an unprecedented shame since the founding of the country.

In those years, I just felt that this guy was quite talented, knew how to be a man, and gave himself a lot of money. That's why I helped him. But I didn't expect that this guy would betray the Qing Dynasty one day, and become an enemy enough to shake the foundation of the Qing Dynasty. This kind of identity change really made He Shen not only hates Liang Pengfei, but also has to admire him.

A small general soldier, after several years of operation, actually had the strength to enter Manchuria, poked all the eight flag soldiers in Jilin's jurisdiction, and rescued a large number of exiled prisoners in Ningguta. Then he cut off the contact between the Qing Dynasty and Manchu, and then, because of the stupidity of the new governor of Liangguang, Zhu Kuo, he took the opportunity to make trouble. Now, the whole territory of Liangguang, as well as Fujian and Yunnan, have been occupied by this guy.

What's more unexpected is that he led 50,000 to 60,000 horses and rushed to Yanjing City.

"Is this guy a madman, or does he think that capturing the world is a simple march and fighting?" At least He Shen, who also followed A Gui to the battlefield, had the demeanor of a group of generals, but he kept playing small drums in his heart, but he did not want to lose himself and the middle hall in front of those civil and martial arts. He simply pretended to point out the country and pointed to the camp of Liang's army with a single-thousand-mile mirror in his hand.

This really made the officials present feel the same way, especially those who ate in the court all day long, and those who relied on the grace to become generals. One or two of them all showed the talent of the country and the appearance of an unknown general, sighed at the camp of the Liang army, as if there were ten thousand outside the gate. The elite rider is just 10,000 stupid sperm, just waiting for them to go out of the city with an orchid finger and poke it with a toothpick.

Speaking of Xing, one of them really stood up and said to Na He Shen in a red way: "Lord Zhongtang, the last general is willing to lead a battalion of people to let these anti-thieves see the power of my Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty."

"A bunch of idiots." Only a few people have been on the battlefield and have seen bloody military officers curling their lips beside them.

"Lord Feng, I am ordered by the Holy to inspect the city defense. The children of the Eight Banners are the foundation of the establishment of the country in the Qing Dynasty. Don't move rashly." He Shen put away the single thousand-mile mirror and said with a faint smile. He Shen naturally knows very well whether these guys have the ability. If he really agrees to this guy's request, it is equivalent to taking a battalion of soldiers and horses to die.

Other people don't know that he and Shen still know more about Liang Pengfei, and He Lin also mentioned more than once that Liang Pengfei is very good at training soldiers. The soldiers under him are all on the ground. These birds in the capital are good at playing cockfighting women. The bow and horses have been handed over to their ancestors earlier. They want to be with Liang Peng. There is no difference between the soldiers under the flying hands who have that kind of fire.

Liang Pengfei's cavalry division was five miles away from Yanjing City, and they had nothing to do with tens of thousands of soldiers in Yanjing City. Both sides were like two gentlemen preparing to fight, and they were trying to maintain restraint.

It's not that Liang Pengfei doesn't want to fight, but the problem is that now he is a cavalry division, so he can't attack the city with cavalry, right? As for the court, they know their own affairs. How many soldiers of the Eight Banners can be useful? There is no idea of going out of the city to fight with Liang Pengfei's cavalry division at all. I just hope that the soldiers and horses of the towns can come in time.

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The next morning, the army of the Liang family's army finally appeared in the sight of those people at the head of Yanjing City. Looking at the artillery after another, looking at the soldiers carrying the fire on their shoulders neatly, the high-ranking officials of the court who received the news to observe the enemy couldn't help but take a breath.

It seems that the talking soldier really didn't brag. At least they stayed on the wall for an hour. On the road stretching to the horizon, gun trucks have never been cut off.

Fivety-60,000 horses, compared with the millions of heroes in the Qing Dynasty, are naturally not much. However, if there are really 50,000 or 60,000 people staying together, it's really loud enough. Looking at the smoke and dusty camp, the group of officials on the city wall who bragged yesterday are all dumb now. Not to mention anything else, just The artillery that had not been finished entering the camp for an hour was enough to make them feel scared.

"Lord Zhongtang, I heard that the cannons of those thieves are all that kind of cannonballs that will explode and hurt people. Such cannons really need to fire together..." Fengdu, who was bragging about to take a battalion out to kill yesterday, swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and his face was twisted into a dry bitter gourd.

"Qidu, let you men and horses guard the city wall for the main hall. If there is any difference, you can come and see it by yourself." He Shen turned his head and looked at the white-inlaid Qichen.

"Lord Zhongtang, don't worry, the last general will do his duty." Qichen quickly nodded and bowed.

"Lord Zhongtang, someone is coming from the opposite side." He Shen was assigning tasks here, and someone shouted loudly over there. He Shen couldn't help but jump and walked to the edge of the city wall. Seeing that there were only more than a dozen riders coming, he was secretly relieved.

"I am the envoy of the Liang family. I came to send a message on the order of my lord. Is there anyone who can make a decision on the tower? The horse ran to a place about an arrow away from the city wall, and the group of cavalry stopped the horse's head and shouted loudly there.

At this time, a civil servant on the tower stood up, pointed to the bottom of the city wall and scolded loudly: "You rebels, don't think about the grace of the court, don't feel the emperor's kindness, and be obedient to the people, but you don't have a bad heart..." A good literary talent, and his voice is loud, and he speaks very proudly, listening to those cities. The ministers above nod frequently, but they haven't finished scolding with great righteousness. The thief below shouted impatiently, "Fuck you. Don't give it to your grandfather. I don't understand. Is there anyone in the city?"

"You, you..." The civil servant on the head of the city rolled his eyes angrily.

(to be continued)