Nanming: I can build wonders

Chapter 296 Shave Braids for Manchurians and Make Clothes Easy (Please Subscribe!)
Facing the steadfast chief envoy, Si Yamen, Pan Aqiang had no intention of feeling sorry for the jade, and pointed to the towering wall and said to the commander of the artillery battalion, "Give me a hard blow!"

"Yes!"

With the roar of the artillery, ten iron balls slammed on the south wall of the chief envoy.

How could the buildings in the city stand up to the direct fire of the cannons? There was a scene of howling ghosts and wolves all of a sudden. The south side of the chief minister collapsed in half, and even the buildings inside were crumbling under the artillery fire.

However, Yu Chenglong's soldiers still rushed to the wall that was knocked down, ready to continue to resist.

Pan Aqiang frowned, and said to the people in the artillery battalion: "Since we came here, why not fire a few more shots?"

Anyway, this is not the imperial city, it will collapse if it is blown up.

"no problem."

The battalion commander immediately ordered another two rounds of bombardment, and now the entire south courtyard was in a mess, the Qing soldiers didn't dare to fight the cannons, and immediately dropped a hundred corpses and retreated to the inner hall.

Without the interference of the fence, the Guards infantry immediately rushed into the courtyard, raised their rifles and fired at the still resisting Qing army.

The battle of the chief envoy lasted until dawn, and the first town cleared most of the recalcitrant Qing soldiers.

"Guanzhen, this is the last place. It is estimated that there are more than a dozen Qing soldiers inside, and the subordinates are preparing to lead their troops to attack." A battalion commander saluted Pan Aqiang.

Pan Aqiang glanced at the gun barrel protruding from the gap in the door in the distance, and said loudly on purpose: "No need, just surround yourself with death. I'll let the artillery battalion blast to death these reckless dogs!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the room was pushed open, and a man in a first-grade official uniform of the Qing Dynasty came out, and said in a hoarse voice: "No need, this old man is the Governor of Liangjiang in the Qing Dynasty, wait..."

The governor of Liangjiang is usually from the first rank, but Yu Chenglong is special, he also has the official title of the first rank of the university scholar.

Just when Jackie Chan was about to say a few words on the scene, unexpectedly, a guard soldier beside him quickly stepped forward and swiftly swung the butt of his gun on his chin, "You old traitor, how dare you show yourself here! "

This wronged Yu Chenglong. Although Yu Chenglong lived a long time, he was not the kind of official who first served as an official in Ming Dynasty and then took refuge in Taqing.

Although he passed the Gongsheng examination in the Chongzhen Dynasty, he could go to the Guozijian in the capital to study, but because his father was old and needed to be taken care of, he didn't go.

Later, in the 18th year of Shunzhi, he was admitted at the age of 45, so he was not a complete traitor.

Yu Chenglong was so hit by the soldiers of the guards, a mouthful of old blood flew out along with the molars, his vision went dark, and he was almost sent away directly.

Pan Aqiang couldn't help but said with joy: "No wonder the resistance in this broken place is fierce. It turns out that this old thief Yu Chenglong is here."

"Let's go, let's report to the emperor!"

Capturing the governor of Liangjiang alive is a great achievement!
On the other side, Zhu Kezang raised his head to see that the sky was getting brighter, and then looked at the majestic Forbidden City of Yingtianfu in front of him.

At this time, most of the battles in Yingtianfu City had ended. Due to the importance of this old imperial city, Zhu Kezang came here to take command in person.

Seeing that he had met the conditions for a strong attack, he turned his head and told Wang Xianwu, "Concentrate on attacking the Qing army near the Meridian Gate. It would be best for them not to show their heads."

"Yes!"

He signaled to Qin Zhiguo again, "Just break down the door quickly as discussed just now. Be careful not to let the Qing army flood into the city, otherwise it will cause chaos."

Now there are [-] regular troops in the "full city", but don't forget that there are also coats and family members of the Eight Banners soldiers in the full city, but they number in the tens of thousands and have a lot of weapons, so they should not be underestimated.

Moreover, this is the Forbidden City, the old capital of the Ming Dynasty, and it is not suitable to bombard it with cannonballs, so it is a little troublesome to take it down.

Besides Daming's army, there were also many people from Yingtian Mansion onlookers, who came to watch the Tazi's good show.

However, just as the two sides were about to start fighting, the gates of the whole city opened.

A small coat came out tremblingly.

Countless soldiers pointed their guns at him, but if he had to bite the bullet and walk over.

Seeing a letter in his hand, Zhu Kezang probably guessed what was going on.

"Present it." Zhu Kezang said lightly.

After extensive inspection, the letter was in the hands of Zhu Kezang.

What's interesting is that when Zhu Kezang, the emperor of Ming Dynasty, read the letter, the gate of the imperial city was not closed from beginning to end, and the Ming army did not attack, and the two sides had a perfect understanding.

This letter is a sincere letter of surrender. As long as Daming spares their lives, Watai will return all of Daming's old imperial city, and he will follow Zhu Kezang with his generals and the coats in the city to fight against them. Qing Fuming.

Watai, the Niu Hulu family, the grandson of E Yidu, the five founding ministers of the early Qing Dynasty, is a big Tartar.

To be honest, Zhu Kezang would never have accepted his surrender had it not been for the extraordinary significance of the imperial city.

At this moment, Zhu Kezang hesitated.

And the little Baoyi in front of him knelt on the ground, not daring to sweat profusely. The fate of him and Mancheng was in Zhu Kezang's mind.

Seeing Zhu Kezang's hesitation, Wang Xianwu stepped forward and suggested: "Your Majesty, for the sake of the safety of the imperial city, Daming can accept their surrender, but they will treat them in their own way. These Manchurians must shave their braids and change their hands." Take it, change your surname to a Chinese surname!"

Good suggestion, it seems that after staying in Luzon for a long time, Wang Xianwu has figured out how to deal with the aborigines and barbarians.

"Yes, according to your suggestion, go and tell the envoy that if you agree to the conditions, you will live, if you don't agree, you will die. Even if there is no tile in the imperial city, they will all die!" Zhu Kezang said fiercely.

"Yes!"

Wang Xianwu stepped forward and relayed Zhu Kezang's words. The little Baoyi in front of him finally heaved a sigh of relief, and then took a peek at the guards, and said in his heart: "Da Mingbing soldiers are invincible!"

Fortunately, General Jiang Ning is wise, otherwise they are all finished.

He had heard of the tragedies in Guangzhou and Hangzhou, almost no one survived, it was too scary.

In fact, Zhu Kezang would not have planned to let them go if the symbolic meaning of the imperial city of Yingtianfu was not too great.

Soon, the banner people in the city, including Watai, all disarmed, and they knelt near the city gate, welcoming the arrival of the Great Ming Soldiers.

Fearing that there might be assassins, Zhu Kezang sent someone to check first, and then rode a tall horse and walked into the city with his head held high.

A group of people walked while talking, Zhu Kezang raised his eyes and kept looking around, but felt very uncomfortable in his heart.

This majestic imperial palace, the old capital of Ming Dynasty, has been completely dilapidated by the Qing army at this time, it is almost like a messy vegetable market.

The scattered bamboo poles outside the temple are covered with clothes to dry, and the furnishings in the hall have long since disappeared, replaced by earth kangs, stoves and the like.

The pillars of the majestic main hall are carved in a mess, the door god is pasted on the door, and most of the hall plaques have been made of firewood.

The imperial garden was overgrown with weeds and had a strong stench. It was obviously used as an open-air toilet.

"It seems that it will not be a matter of overnight to restore the Forbidden City to its original state. Before it is restored, it is estimated that the entry of the Forbidden City in Yingtianfu will not be a miracle."

(End of this chapter)