Chapter 541 Today, history has opened a new page 1

It is said that from the first day of July every year, the king of hell has ordered the door of hell to be opened, so that those ghosts who have suffered and been imprisoned in hell all year round can get out of hell, get a short-term wandering, and enjoy the blood and food on earth. Therefore, people call July a ghost month. This month is considered an unlucky month, neither marrying nor moving.

On July 15th, according to the saying of Liang Pengfei's hometown, it will be July and a half. It means that this is the day with the heaviest yin in the year, and the day when human beings can communicate with ghosts and gods, but now it is the day when Liang Pengfei wants to send countless Qing soldiers out of hell.

In the morning, the sky is blue and the air is fresh. A few days ago, Yanjing City, which experienced the trembling gunfire, also seemed to wash away all the lead because of the heavy rain, which seemed to be so real and dignified.

However, because of the rising sun, there is still a layer of fog on the ground, making the whole world look a little unreal.

The two destroyed towers of Yanjing City are now protected by grass and grass. The Daqing Dragon Flag of that pole has almost inserted the east of Yanjing City. 150,000 Qing soldiers, whether it is the Green Camp, the Eight Banners of Mongolia or the Eight Banners of the Forbidden Brigade, have all opened their posture. The main cavalry is located in the north of Yanjing City, and The main force of the infantry is located in the south of Yanjing City, but now it is slowly advancing in the direction of the Liang army camp, stopping about six miles away from the camp.

On the wall, the court ceremonial guard of the Qing Dynasty almost filled the whole city wall of the East City. There was not much time, and the play finally came up. Under the support of a large number of civil and military ministers, Qianlong, dressed in bright yellow satin embroidered colorful clouds and golden dragons, stood on the east wall of Yanjing City and stood up to represent the emperor's identity. After some honor guards and Ming Huang Huagai, those Qing soldiers who had been prepared for a long time shouted in unison.

The roar of hundreds of thousands of people was really deafening like the tsunami. Standing on the wall, Qianlong, dressed in gorgeous armor, was extremely excited. Listening to the roar of the mountain tsunami, the smile and confidence on his face were a little more.

"This is the king of my Qing Dynasty, and this is the general of my Qing Dynasty." Qianlong patted the female wall with emotion and looked at the Liangjiajun camp, which was about five or six miles away from Yanjing City, and his eyes suddenly became cold. Today, I want to see what else the thief Liang can do to fight with me!"

"The emperor's saint!" The ministers around him took the opportunity to flatter him. Hearing that Qianlong smiled, he couldn't help it.

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"...Yes, the disaster of the thieves of Liang is even worse than that of Wu Sangui, and I was lucky to be strategized by the emperor in the Qing Dynasty, and the building would collapse. God also blessed me in the Qing Dynasty. The soldiers and horses of the thieves of Liang were good at using firearms, and a heavy rain of almost an hour poured down this morning. I looked at the firearm in their hands, I'm afraid it was not much better than a fire stick. If you don't directly force the army to press up, under the pressure of tens of thousands of masters, maybe the thieves of Liang can only cry and disarm and surrender at that time. Fu Chang'an was also in an unusually good mood today, and specially flattered Qianlong.

"Hehe, you." Qianlong shook his head at Fu Chang'an with a smile, turned around and looked at Deling, who was a little dark in his eyes. Deling, thank you for your hard work. Today, we still need to take the Mengman cavalry as the vanguard. I, the Qing Dynasty, as a dignified teacher, want to win a decent battle under this Yanjing City, so that the people all over the world know that I, the Qing Dynasty, is a gift from heaven and a blessing!" Qianlong said about the excitement, pulled out the love knife around his waist, and raised it to the sky.

Long live long live roar resounded through the sky again. Those Qing soldiers were also all attracted by this momentum, and their eyes were red by the large number of rewards of silver. In this battle, they beheaded one enemy, rewarded ten taels of silver, killed Liang thief officers, rewarded a hundred taels of silver or even a thousand taels of silver, appreciated Hua Ling, hereditary knights, if they killed Liang Pengfei, rewarded the hereditary marquis, rewarded double-eyed flowers, rewarded a thousand taels of gold... 00 And Just after burying the pot to make food this morning and eating and drinking enough, each soldier had already received ten taels of silver in advance. That is to say, before the war began, nearly 1.5 million taels of real gold and silver were issued, so that the soldiers knew that this time it was definitely not a joke, but a reward given by the emperor himself.

In a word, 150,000 native dogs were boiled into a group of wolves by the silver money scattered by the Qing court and the meat bones hanging above the head.

Liang Jiajun's battalion was also solemn. Liang Pengfei stood on the high platform he had built. His straight military uniform made him look more magnificent and tall. Standing on the high platform and listening to the call of the soldiers like the landslide and tsunami, Liang Pengfei's heart was extremely calm.

Standing in the open space in the camp, the Liang army has formed a phalanx with knives and axes.

Tens of thousands of troops quietly looked up at the soldier standing on the high platform with their worshipful and eager eyes, and their expressions were almost pious. They were the man who guided them to one victory after another and completed one impossible task after another.

Today, here, under the capital of the Qing Dynasty, there will be a long-awaited battle, a battle that will turn the land of China upside down.

"...Today, history has opened a new page as before. This is not an ordinary page. Because today, we stand here, standing in the center of the Qing Dynasty. We carry bayonets and artillery. We come here with a desire for victory. We come here for the reading and self-improvement of the nation.

"The Chinese nation has experienced too much suffering. Today, on this page of history, we will definitely leave a heavy mark! Because we Chinese descendants who wake up and know that we need to take up weapons and know how to resist to obtain the freedom of mind, body and even soul, stand here!"

"Today, a war, a war that will be remembered forever, a war to overthrow that rotten dynasty will begin! There can only be two results in the end of the war. Either the enemy will step on our bodies or we will step on the enemy's bodies!"

"Someone once asked me why I don't leave here. I can live more happily and freely in any corner of the world. Today, I stand here to those who have asked those who may have such questions hidden in their hearts. I want to tell you that my roots are here, and this is my ancestors. The land left to us, the blood of our ancestors, their bones, and even their souls have been left on this hot land, so I would rather struggle and resist than give up my homeland!"

"... The security of the country cannot be placed on the gifts of others. History always advances on the saber. This world is the world of the law of the jungle. To survive and have dignity, then pick up the knives, guns and cannons in your hand, stand beside me, and fight side by side with me!"

"From now on, we should let the whole world realize that no one can take away our honor, no one can take away the backbone of our pride, and no one can take away the honor of our China! For today and tomorrow of China, we are standing here!"

"We will always stand here! ..." Liang Pengfei spread his arms, as if to embrace the sky, the ocean, the history, and our tomorrow... "Long live China!" The soldiers of the Liang family tried their best to suppress the tears that almost came out of their eyes. Looking at the man standing on the high platform and roaring, they did not hesitate. There was only the unspeakable flame in their chest, as if their souls were burned by the surging **.

... On that day, as he declared, it was forever fixed by history by us. History will always remember the roar that shocked the world when this nation woke up. No one can stop their footsteps, and I am proud of it and lucky for my life. I am with them, I Stand on their side. The Little Sidang East is recorded on the night of July 15, 1835, and the Chinese National Day is celebrated its 40th anniversary.

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The roar of the tiger roared like a dragon, and the blazing morale rose up like a mountain prison. In the face of several times the enemy, it roared more loudly. The heaven and the earth seemed to change color because of this. The strong wind that blew away the rain clouds swept their anger and excitement, making the soldiers and strong in Yanjing City full of clear chestnuts. The color changes.

"Hmm! Whether it's a dying struggle, I'd like to take a good look at it. It's my Daqing who is good at riding and shooting bows and horses, or the fire stick in your hands is not as powerful as a fire stick! Pass the order! Let the cavalry go out, let my Qing Dynasty's iron riders, crush them, trampled them, and flatten them!" Standing on the wall, Qianlong, who was madly stimulated by the arrogance of the other party, roared angrily.

Boom, boom, boom! The No. 3 cannon, the hundred-faced ox drum erected on the wall of Yanjing City, exploded in an instant, and the sound of the war drum almost wiped everything between heaven and earth.

The desolate and distant horn gradually penetrated the sound of drums, as if it had brought the strong and desolate charm of the grassland to the North China Plain. It moved and was already moving. The 25,000 cavalry in the north of Yanjing City slowly instigated the reins, making the horse on his body come to the east of Yanjing City and gallop lightly to the east of Yanjing City. Faced with the Liang family camp a few miles away, it scattered into a colony of ants that seemed to be able to submerge the earth.

A banner is fierce in the wind, a handle of a saber or a Mongolian machete choked like a scabbard, the body of the knife is like a wash, and the cold light shines. According to the color of the armor, Qianlong standing on the wall of Yanjing can distinguish at a glance whether the team below belongs to Mongolia or Manchu, whether it is a colored flag or a positive flag.

All over the eight flags, the elites of the cavalry in the world gathered here. Their opponents were a group of pure Han soldiers and horses who encountered a sudden rainstorm. In the eyes of Qianlong, the end of this battle is self-evident.

"The Qing Dynasty can't be destroyed!" Looking at the 25,000 iron horse, Qianlong couldn't help laughing loudly.

(to be continued)