"These wastes are waiting for Ai's family to change clothes"

Li Lianying was like an ant in a hot pot, urging: "Lafayette, time is running out, why do you need to change clothes?"

"You dog slave, if you don't change your clothes, Ai's family will be decapitated as soon as they go out. Take off your clothes and let Ai's family change."

"Cha, it's the slave who didn't think well."

After a while, Cixi changed into the eunuch's clothes.

Under the cover of the Summer Palace guard camp and some inner guards, they ran towards the Forbidden City. Cixi guessed that there were still some guards there, and after the two met, they fled again.

When Cixi came to the Forbidden City, the palace was already in chaos, and eunuchs and maids fled everywhere.

Looking around, the former capital is now in turmoil, with raging fires everywhere, and the sound of rumbling guns can be heard everywhere. Both officials and ordinary people are scared to run around.

Cixi ordered the sergeant to drag an eunuch over and asked, "Where is the emperor?"

The eunuch was still terrified, and conditioned reflex replied: "The emperor, the emperor was killed by the Boxers."

"The emperor is dead?" Cixi only now felt that the sky was falling and the earth was falling, everything was so unreal.

But the sound of gunfire in the distance made her suddenly come to her senses, the Ai family must escape, and then destroy you gang of rebels.

Cixi and the others went straight to the harem, recruiting some bodyguards and soldiers along the way, and when they reached two thousand people, she felt at ease.

A group of concubines in the harem were at a loss, until they saw Cixi, they all ran over crying.

Cixi slapped several of them again and again before they woke up from the shock.

"Rush towards Xizhimen" Cixi cast a last glance at the Forbidden City, Summer Palace and Xiyuan, which she loves, with infinite sadness in her heart.

"Lafayette, you forgot Concubine Zhen," Li Lianying reminded with ulterior motives.

Cixi was taken aback, and asked back: "How to deal with her?"

"Lafayette, we must not keep her here. She will definitely be insulted if the war is in turmoil."

"Bring her out"

Concubine Zhen was quickly taken out of the cell and brought to Lafayette.

Empress Dowager Cixi found that her crescent eyebrows were haggard and Zhu Yangai looked at each other silently and shed tears

Concubine Zhen, who used to be beautiful and charming, is now emaciated. Her ragged clothes and messy and fluffy hair cover her face. This face used to be snow-skinned. Her cell is like a prison for raising pigs. She lost all self respect.

Cixi looked at her, thought of Guangxu who was now dead, sighed, and said: "The emperor is dead, are you going with Aijia or something else?"

The last gleam of light flashed in Concubine Zhen's numb eyes, and she muttered to herself: "Huang, Huang..."

Cixi urged impatiently: "Hurry up and decide."

"The servant only wants to die." Concubine Zhen lost the slightest expression.

After Concubine Zhen finished speaking, under the watchful eyes of Cixi and others, she walked towards the well not far away with one foot lower and one foot higher.

"Emperor, I will repay you in the next life!" Concubine Zhen shouted and threw herself into the well to die.

Cixi didn't even look at it, boarded the carriage, gave an order, and the army walked towards Xizhimen.

Butcher Zheng was a loner and a pork seller in Beijing. When there was chaos outside, he was so frightened that he quickly closed the four doors, holding a butcher's knife in his hand, trembling.

Not long after, the fish pond was affected, and a cannon rang, butcher Zheng's house was hit by a cannonball, which ignited a raging fire, and he had to be forced out of the house.

There were killing sounds outside, and hundreds of Boxers and Eight Banners soldiers were seen fighting together.

The flashes of swords, the sound of gunfire

"Kill the Tartars, restore the big man!" A group of prostitutes fell not far from him, still shouting slogans before dying, staring straight at Butcher Zheng, refusing to close their eyes.

The boxers roared again and again, rushing forward regardless of life and death.

An Eight Banners soldier saw Butcher Zheng, rushed over and said, "There is another rioter here."

Butcher Zheng glanced at the boxers who had fallen to the ground, then at the butcher's knife in his hand, and then at the Eight Banners soldiers rushing forward screaming.

Like it or not, he has nowhere to run but to stand up and fight

Butcher Zheng yelled and roared: "Kill the Tartars, the Tartars don't pay for pork!"

Countless people in the capital, like Butcher Zheng, rushed to the street and their enemies for various reasons.

This night, blood flowed into rivers, this night, ghosts cried and wolves howled, this night, Manchu and Han clashed, causing countless deaths and injuries.

The whole city rioted, nearly 300 million residents fought for survival, fires broke out everywhere, everyone's eyes were red, and the bustling place that was originally crowded with people has become a world full of gunpowder smoke.

There was a turmoil at the city gate, and the Boxers responded, and Ye Zhikui attacked it soon. When he entered the city, he saw this scene. The streets were full of corpses, and the bustling places were covered with ashes, which looked like a hell on earth.

Mr. Wu succeeded. He provoked the conflict between Man and Han in the city, and successfully got them to fight together.

Wu Dashan also stared blankly, and asked aloud, "Ye Shuai, what should we do?"

Ye Zhikui thought of the 80 compatriots of the Yangzhou Ten Massacres, and the brutality of the Jiading Massacre.

A roar said: "Kill the enemy"

The National Guard rushed to the Eight Banners soldiers.

Let the storm come harder

Since Ye Zhikui cannot be a qualified politician, let him forge his reputation with the blood of the enemy.

The national defense army was strong and strong, and for the new force that joined later, it defeated several groups of Eight Banner infantry battalions one after another, making the enemy frightened and fled one after another, not daring to confront each other.

Ye Zhikui didn't charge, he was surrounded by personal soldiers, but he didn't want to be lonely hiding inside, and shot again and again.

"Ye Shuai, there is a large group of Tartar guards in front of us."

After a period of time, Ye Zhikui's eyes also turned red, and with a whistling sound, he yelled wildly, "Kill over."

The national defense army let go of some scattered Eight Banners soldiers and rushed towards the brigade.

I didn't expect that there were a lot of firearms in the guard camp. The national guard didn't check for a while, and several people rushed too hard and were shot and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, the soldiers of the National Defense Army fell to the ground one after another, looking for a hiding place.

Ye Zhikui picked up the binoculars and looked by the light of the fire. He saw a large group of women inside, and when he looked carefully, he found several carriages inside. Ye Zhikui was overjoyed that Cixi might be inside.

"Surround around, don't let anyone go!" Ye Zhikui raised his hand and ordered.

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