Beiyang new warlord

Just when the guards in charge of the imperial guards were lazily covering their noses and hid aside, there was a sudden clanging sound, and I was afraid that too many people had been killed. The knife came, and looked at the past in fear.

However, under the setting sun, there was a burst of incense, and what appeared in his sight was a foreign monk wearing a red and white cloak and a huge silver cross on his chest, shaking the incense burner in his hand, and chanting some incomprehensible foreign scriptures as he walked over. It is estimated that this foreign monk is still at the level of abbot. Behind him, there are a few small foreign monks who are also holding a cross and bowing their heads to recite scriptures.

"Where did the ghost come from, the execution ground is heavy, get out!"

This era is not the time when foreigners are popular everywhere. When they raise their knives, the leader of the forbidden army yells and scolds them unceremoniously.

Hearing his scolding, he stopped walking, but these foreign monks did not leave. Instead, a red-nosed monk stepped out from among the little foreign monks who were chanting sutras behind him, and walked forward with difficulty against the unpleasant smell of blood. But he took out a large ingot of shiny silver from his pocket and stuffed it into the hands of the leader of the forbidden army.

"Bachelor Master Qian entrusted me to wait here. After all, many of them are also Master Qian's disciples. Please help me, General!"

With Qian Qianyi's name and silver in his hand, he was choked by the smell of blood. The leader of the imperial army was fine, so he simply waved his hand to scatter his own people, and then muttered another bluntly.

"It's good to clean up!"

"Yes! Yes! General, don't worry!"

The philistine nodded, turned around and waved at the funeral procession, but as soon as he passed the guards of the imperial guards, Ke En's pale old face became gloomy. Looking at the tragedy in front of him, his heart was bleeding, not only It was the personal friendship with these Fushe scholars that made him feel sad, and it was also because he persuaded the Dutch East India Company to support Nanming with great efforts. All his hard work was wiped out in this catastrophe.

It can be foreseen that the civil war in Nanming is about to start irresistibly. Even if there is a one in ten thousand chance that the civil war in Nanming does not start, the master in the north will never give up the opportunity in front of him!Trembling, Ke En took off the head of Mr. Huang, who was still discussing with himself a few days ago about accumulating irreversible harm, and Ke En couldn't help but sighed heavily again.

Nanjing has no chance!

This time it was indeed entrusted by Qian Qianyi to carry an ebony coffin, but it was used to restrain a woman. These Protestant priests did not have so much energy to pick and choose the remaining corpses, they could only be a head with a coffin. The last body was wrapped in cloth, and carried out hastily. Under the impatient urging of the imperial guards, a few heads were left behind and could not be found, so they could only pick up the packed ones and evacuate first.

Reality always has a bit of black humor. This time, it can be regarded as the most glorious achievement after Protestantism was introduced to Ming Dynasty. It was able to hold funerals for so many officials and celebrities of the Ming Empire, and they were still buried in the church cemetery. The church boy who came was playing the sad violin, the archbishop was painting the cross and doing mass, but Sir Cohen took off the priest's clothes, changed back into his old black suit, and put on a jazz hat , leaning on a small crutch, watching in silence one after another corpses buried in the ground, watching his hard work and hope in the East being buried. After a long time, he just let out a deep sigh for the third time.

"Prepare the carriage, leave Nanjing, and go to Fujian! You should contact His Highness Tang Wang there!"

Turning around and walking towards the carriage, before getting into the carriage, the old man who had been in the business war for decades stopped again, turned his head away, but with a hint of pessimism in his tone, he gave orders to his servant even more hastily.

"In addition, take an urgent letter back to Europe and bring it to His Majesty the Sun King Louis XIV. If France does not take action against the pirates and apostates on the British Isles, it will never have a chance!"

After saying these words, the stubborn old man finally boarded the carriage.

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The hopes that have been shattered by the upheaval are not limited to the Dutch major shareholder.

Although Donglin has fallen, years of experience in party struggles still make them impeccable in their work. When the princes of Donglin were arguing with Zhang Pu in court, there was actually a team of Jinyi guards heading straight for the Jiujiang camp with the imperial decree. Here comes.

The one delivering the decree was a nobleman, Prince Zhao Ruizong, Marquis of Ningbo, who was worried about being unable to cope with the increasing military pressure from Beiming on the other side of the Jiujiang River. He received a response from Yingtian, and Shi Kefa, who was in Jiangdong camp, was overjoyed Kuang, without even thinking about it, directly led the guards out to greet him, and personally greeted a group of envoys to his big tent of the Chinese army, summoned all the generals, and waited for the imperial edict.

"Following the fate of heaven, the emperor's edict said: Shi Kefa, a scholar of the First Auxiliary University, supervised Poyang. , I am at a loss, so I urgently recruited the great scholar Dong Yingtian to discuss the countermeasures! This is it!"

Donglin was very strategic. He didn't plan to take down Shi Kefa as soon as they met. Instead, he praised him first, and then invited him to respond to the sky in the name of consultation. This happened to fully understand Shi Kefa's heart. As a civil servant and prime minister, Shi Kefa's highest ideal is not to supervise his teachers outside, but to take care of him in the middle and assist the emperor in dealing with major affairs in the world.

However, Shi Kefa is Shi Kefa after all, before receiving the order, he still raised his head worriedly and asked: "Ningbo Marquis, the army cannot be without a general for a day! Now that the northern soldiers are marching rapidly, at this critical time, if the old minister goes east, how can he be handsome?"

"Master Shi, there is no need to worry. The gentlemen have already made up their minds. Mr. Chen Zilong, who joined the army, and Eunuch Tian Fen, the eunuch who supervised the army, will temporarily act as the commander-in-chief. Recruiting Mr. Shi to return to the east is just for the gentlemen to consult the previous situation and plan the outline. The discussion is over. , You still need Lord Shi to return to the front line to defend the court from foreign humiliation, so don’t worry about it!”

A slender face like a radish smiled harmlessly to humans and animals. Zhao Ruizong's words relieved Shi Kefa's last doubt. He was really afraid that the general power would be handed over to Zhao Ruizong who knew nothing about it. , If he did something out of the ordinary, let Chen Zilong, who had followed him for a long time, take charge of the army, he would no doubt feel more relieved, he was relieved, Shi Kefa kowtowed heavily, and raised his hand high.

"The old minister accepts the order!"

He took the bright yellow imperial decree with both hands, and handed it over to the soldiers around him for safekeeping. Under the smiling gaze of Zhao Ruizong, Marquis of Ningbo, Shi Kefa took the initiative to take out the talisman representing military power on the general's case, and took out the big seal and Shangfang sword. Hugged in a pile, he was about to hand it to Zhao Ruizong when he reached out.

However, during this time, drastic changes happened. Suddenly, the sound of gunfire bursting suddenly sounded in the Chinese army, which was full of disbelief. Ningbo Hou lowered his head in horror, looking at the huge blood erupting from his chest. Kong Kong, then raised his head in horror, and turned to Shi Kefa again.

Amidst the clattering sound, the Jinyi Wei Tiqi who followed Zhao Ruizong angrily pulled out the short firecracker and the knife, but at such a short distance, the bayonet was better than these two things, and they were caught off guard. The gleaming bayonet pierced in fiercely, and with the sound of sharp blades piercing into the flesh, ten of the twelve guards in Jinyi were stabbed down, and the remaining two were stabbed by the rushing Jiujiang army sharp fighters in the fear of begging for mercy. die on the ground.

"Shi Kefa, you, are you going to rebel?"

Covering the wound with his left hand, pointing at Shi Kefa's stunned face with a trembling right hand, Zhao Ruizong hissed and cursed like a chicken with its throat cut, but immediately, he turned into a dead chicken and rushed in. Then, Hou Chaozong, the photomill officer who had just loaded the short-fire gun, shot him hard in the head again, and with a puff, there was a bloody hole in his head, and the Ningbo Hou fell to the side softly.

It happened so suddenly that Shi Kefa finally came to his senses now, full of anger, he pulled out Shangfang's sword all of a sudden, pointed it directly at Hou Chaozong's throat, and roared with unforgivable anger.

"The Chinese army intercepted and killed the imperial envoy, are you going to turn against him?"

Donglin's imperial envoy set off in the morning, and after Zhang Pu escaped, he would send out a message in the middle of the night at the latest. In terms of time, Donglin won anyway, but Gao Hongtu and other big bosses missed the human factor. Noble, pampered, unable to bear the hardships of long distances, stop and go, but Fushe is desperate, the courier who set off ran forward like a dead horse, and was robbed in twelve hours. return.

Full of grief and indignation, Hou Chaozong, the young general of Fushe, suddenly fell to his knees on the ground, but kowtowed in grief.

"Master Shi, it's not that the lower officials have rebelled, but Donglin has rebelled. Five days ago, Gao Hongtu, Jiang Yueguang, and a group of rebellious officials and thieves staged a mutiny, kidnapped His Majesty, and searched all over the city for people in our Fushe. It is said that Lord Huang Zongxi, Gu Master Nie has already been killed, and I heard that they also killed Lord Luo Ningluo, the former treasurer of the East India Company in the Northern Dynasty! This bastard is going to trick you into sending out an army, and then murder you!"

For a moment, Shi Kefa felt as if he had been gulped down a large jar of high-quality wine in one breath, and suddenly became dizzy and staggered backward. Seeing this scene, Chen Zilong and other Fushe officials suddenly became a mess. Shouts of horror rushed forward.

"Boss!!!"

Chapter 849. Sorrowful

The army cannot be without a commander for a day! On the opposite side of the river is Beiming's hundreds of thousands of troops, and a coup broke out in the capital. With the fainting of the coach Shi Kefa, the entire Jiujiang army became panicked.

Even for this matter, Yuan Jixian from Jiujiang City rushed over in a panic, followed Chen Zilong, Hou Chaozong and the others to guard in front of the tent of the Chinese army in fear. Some riflemen formed a bayonet formation like hedgehogs and waited and watched in fear. It was not until ninety o'clock in the middle of the night that Shi Kefa woke up.

It is said in the book that people are so worried that they can turn their hair white overnight! It seems to be true. Shi Kefa is only in his early fifties now, but after such an experience, he looks old and haggard and says that he is 70 years old. I guess no one will disagree. believe.

Coughing, the old supervisor opened his eyes with difficulty, and sat up on the bed. Chen Zilong, who had just squinted, was startled awake immediately, and hurriedly took the water jug ​​beside him, and at the same time shouted happily with.

"The supervisor is awake!"

The changes here are all here, so don't be surprised!Yuan Jixian and Hou Chaozong turned their heads one by one, but Shi Kefa slowly hugged the water jar, took a sip slowly, then coughed lightly again, and asked.

"Where is the Marquis of Ningbo?"

"That guy and the rest of Jinyiwei's dogs were all beheaded and hung in front of the camp gate. The supervisor is relieved! Knowing the sinister intentions of the money thief and the thief, the morale of the whole army is high, and they shouted to respond to the sky. Go to King Qing's side!"

Hou Chaozong immediately yelled out his words, the older Chen Zilong couldn't help but shook his head heavily when he heard his words, and then asked Shi Kefa again.

"What does the supervisor think?"

"Supervisor! Now that the north is attacking the south, the army of thieves across the river is extremely unstable. Now is really not, it is really not a good time to be on the side of the Qing emperor!"

Yuan Jixian, on the other hand, began to persuasion hastily and heavily, but he changed his address after glancing at Chen Zilong and the others halfway through.

At that time, no one looked down on the Battle of Poyang Lake, and the Xinbei Mansion that was thrown was purely cannon fodder troops. At this time, the Jiujiang Frontier Guards can almost be regarded as Fushe, which has been piled up from scratch, and even officers at all levels are appointed. The middlemen are equivalent to the private army of the Fushe Party, so it is no wonder that Donglin's lineage is so afraid. At this time, Donglin chopped the knife on Fushe's head, and the Fushe Party here naturally gritted their teeth and wanted to kill them back. .

But Yuan Jixian is a neutral faction, a little inclined to the Fushe type. If you really want to say, he can be regarded as a local faction. Since Chongzhen became the governor of Jiujiang in 13 years, he has been here for more than ten years. Even the landscape of his hometown Almost forgotten, this is his home!

Now that the situation in Jiujiang was on the verge of breaking out, he really didn't want to see the main force of Jiujiang return to Yingtian to fight for power at this point.

But for Fushe, Shi Kefa is the commander-in-chief of this army after all, especially since he is still a scholar of the Shoufu University. In Jiangnan, where seniority is considered, no one is as respected as him. If Shi Kefa is willing to lead them under the banner of the Qing Dynasty If Shi Kefa is not willing, even Chen Zilong doesn't have the prestige to overwhelm the entire army. He glared at Yuan Jixian, but Chen Zilong didn't say anything, just He looked anxiously at Shi Kefa's much older face.

But once again Shi Kefa fell silent, just hugged the kettle, and drank it one mouthful at a time, even drinking it very carefully, as if the water in the kettle was not ordinary well water, but fine liquid. With anxious eyes, he drank a whole pot of water before he waved his hand wearily.

"You all, go down first!"

"This matter, the old man needs to think about it!"