The rebel army retreated at the touch of a button, abandoning Yongdingmen, which had been taken with great difficulty.
All the soldiers quickly withdrew along Yongdingmen Street without any regrets. Even though some soldiers were very puzzled, they obeyed the military order and quickly followed behind.
"Boss, we managed to knock down the Yongding Gate. His Highness ordered you to watch the gate firmly. Why now..."
This guy is always a big guy with a rough face, more than seven feet tall, he looks like a famous tiger general. There are very few cavalry in street fighting, and cavalry can't be used in this kind of place, so even if he is the leader of this team, he has to run with his feet. He hadn't slept for a day and two nights in a row, his physical strength was already exhausted, and he was breathing heavily and panting when he ran.
"Don't ask too much about this matter. Your Highness has always predicted the enemy first, and there must be arrangements. Although many of us have never been on the battlefield, the heroic demeanor of His Highness leading us to fight the Tartars is still vivid in our memory. Don't you question His Highness's decision?"
The soldier who asked the question scratched his head and said with a dry smile: "That's not true, the little one just finds it strange. You said how many brothers we died fighting for a city gate with the rebels, and now we give up so easily , I really can't figure it out."
"Let me figure it out, you are Your Highness now! You will still be a little soldier here! Don't be a fucking bullshit, let the brothers speed up!"
Hearing this, the soldier was so busy that he didn't bother to say anything, and ran back to make the people behind him quicken their pace.
On the other hand, the leader, Ba Zong, had a wry smile under his beard.
The people below didn't know, but they, the generals, knew that King Jin's troops were really limited now. This is to use less against many, to fight by surprise, and to fight strategically. Because there is no one, guarding a city gate is also useless. If the enemy is outnumbered, we will retreat, and if the enemy is outnumbered, we will fight back. That's why it's like a child's play to rob a city gate.
In fact, to put it bluntly, His Highness did not want his subordinates to make fearless sacrifices.
And this evacuation is probably a move by His Highness to shrink his troops, presumably intending to use street fighting to consume the opponent's troops in order to delay the time.
But do they have reinforcements
All the troops in the important areas of Gyeonggi have gathered in the capital. Those who can come have already come, and those who cannot come are the rebels. Could it be that His Highness can move reinforcements from other places? Even if we can move here, can we catch up with the time? Even the nearest Dusi Weisuo is several days away from the capital.
No one could give an answer to all these doubts, and the order issued by King Jin was indeed based on the stronghold where King Jin's mansion is located, and barriers were set up layer by layer along the way, using the alleys and alleys as the home field, and carried out a roadway battle with the rebels. war.
Although the Third Beijing Battalion is a majestic and well-known division, it has been trapped in the capital for many years, has not experienced the training of the battlefield, and lacks a bit of iron and blood. In particular, most of the middle and senior generals in this Beijing camp are the sons of honored nobles. It is okay for these people to hunt and fight dogs, but street fighting is unheard of or seen.
King Jin's subordinates are also mobs, and You Yongsan will piece together them.
But as the saying goes, if there is a raging soldier, there will be a raging nest. King Jin's marching formations are known for his deceitfulness, which means that he never takes an unusual path in battle. The Ningguo Mansion has accumulated many years of savings. Although it has been silent for a long time, it still has many confidantes.
King Jin's return from Jinzhou to Beijing this time seemed inconspicuous, but in fact, the guards and generals he brought back were all second to none. There are two completely different forms of people who have experienced the tempering of the battlefield and those who have never seen the battlefield. Relying on these inconspicuous generals at the grassroots level, King Jin dispersed all his troops and hid in the lanes to attack the opponent's troops.
First, use the terrain to divide and disperse the opponent's large forces, and then break down one by one.
Barricades, fences, rockets, tung oil, sandbags, everything that could be used was used, and the soldiers and generals of the Fifth Army Battalion who were facing the enemy were dumbfounded. They never thought that wars could be fought like this. The crowd rushed up and crushed to death.
These people are not only cunning, but also sinister, and their slogans are everywhere in my ears.
"Give up resistance, forget the past! Try to resist, and you will be killed!"
"Protect the family and defend the country, help the community! Punish the traitors, and God bless you!"
Many ordinary soldiers didn't even know what they were doing this trip, they only knew that there were rebels in Beijing, and they were here to wipe out the rebels. But now before they have fought, someone told them that you are the rebels and traitors, and everyone should panic.
If you panic, there will be chaos. When marching and fighting, you should avoid military chaos. It is fine for a single person to be in chaos. A group of people are in chaos, especially if they are compressed in the narrow and narrow alleys. Once there is chaos, it will be a disaster.
They didn't need anyone to fight, they trampled countless people to death, and finally stabilized the formation. As soon as they raised their heads, the opponent came to fight.
It's like crying for father and mother, throwing away your helmet and armor.
There are also people who don't forget to beat them up and preach to them: "The rebel army assassinated His Majesty today, and killed the loyal ministers. Everyone will be punished. If you help the tyrant to abuse, what face do you have in the world? You can be worthy of Jiangdong's elders and elders. Parents, wives and children?"
Once the army's morale is disturbed, they will lose their fighting spirit, and naturally they will be defeated.
Of course, there are also people who don't believe these demonic words and confuse the public. When they are scolded anxiously, they retort immediately. This refutation turns into a scolding fight. A group of soldiers put some obstacles on their hands and cursed at each other, and greeted each other's family members, which was also a great spectacle.
However, this kind of situation is still a minority. After all, the Fifth Army Battalion can become a majestic division, and it is not in vain. There are still some elite troops. Most of these people attacked with a dull head. Under the situation of few against many, the only ones who were repelled were King Jin's people.
The battle line kept compressing and compressing, and even sitting in the Prince Jin's mansion could hear the sounds of fighting and killing outside.
At this point, everyone could no longer be calm and composed, and Yaoniang didn't know how to answer Erbao's question again.
The Star Observation Building, the highest in Jinwang Mansion, is three stories high, and there are two people standing there at this time.
One person was wearing black thin armor and a black-faced and red-bottomed cloak over his shoulders, with one hand behind his back, quietly watching the distant place where the battle lines were stalemate. From here, it is impossible to see how many people died, and which side of the people fell, only a black cloud is in a state of devouring, bit by bit eating away everything in front of the whale.
"Your Highness, will our reinforcements arrive in time?"
King Jin didn't speak, his eyes were still cast into the distance.
In the distance, dust billows could be vaguely seen in the distant place, and the person who asked the question looked along, and a little light bloomed in his eyes.
"coming!"
In the Forbidden City, it was as quiet as if there was no one in it.
The palace maids and eunuchs who are usually like ants don't know where to go overnight, and occasionally they see one who walks in a hurry, as if there is a ghost chasing behind them.
Li Dequan sat quietly in the back bedroom of Qianqing Palace, his back was hunched, like a stone statue, and he could remain motionless for a long time.
When people are old, their arms and legs are not flexible. Ever since Emperor Hongjing passed away, Li Dequan seemed to have lost his spirit, and he had aged by dozens of years.
Seeing how pitiful he was, some of the little eunuchs who had served in Qianqing Palace couldn't bear to scold him in their hearts.
They are all lonely, whoever scolds whom, Li Dequan is afraid of death, and did some stupid things, but they are not much better, the ambitious ones will not be here now, they have already filled the corpse pit that night.
Dai Wang revealed his true colors, and if Li Dequan was not needed, no one would talk to him anymore. As long as he doesn't wander around, he can stay wherever he likes, and Li Dequan's favorite place to stay is the back bedroom hall, where the body of Emperor Hongjing is still parked.
Because Dai Wang was busy with his great business, he didn't even have time to bury his own father, and others didn't dare to move around at will, so they stayed on the dragon couch all the time. The weather in July and August is very hot, so I can't watch the corpse smell bad. Anyway, there is no shortage of ice in the palace, so I moved a lot of ice cubes to freeze the corpse.
Occasionally someone came to take a look, the corpse was lifelike, and the exposed skin was covered with a thin layer of frost, so it would not be afraid to leave it for a while. So Dai Wang went to fight for his great cause with peace of mind, but he never went to the back bedroom. Except for Li Dequan and a young eunuch who is in charge of watching him, almost no one will come here now.
The hall was so quiet that time seemed to have stopped. Little Mozi took a long look at Li Dequan who seemed to be asleep sitting there, rubbed the hair on his arms and left.
He didn't want to stay here any longer. A person who had been dead for a long time, an old guy who was about to die, felt eerie before he walked in.
After a while, Li Dequan suddenly stood up from the footrest, crossed the dragon couch lightly, and came to the thick curtain.
Lifting the curtain, there is a Duobao Pavilion close to the wall, with many ornaments placed on it. Li Dequan reached out and touched one of the small incense burners a few times, and the Duobao Pavilion suddenly split into two without a sound, revealing a black hole.
He walked in as soon as he bent down, and soon Duobao Pavilion returned to its original shape. The heavy curtains are still hanging down, and the people on the dragon couch are lifelike.
…
An old man was lying on the couch. He was not dead, but he looked like a dead person.
Li Dequan's eyes turned red when he saw this person, and he didn't dare to cry too much. He hurriedly took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, leaned over and poured the contents of the bottle into this person's mouth.
"This old slave has no skills, and he was watched too closely, but now he can't even get some ginseng soup. Your Majesty, please drink as much as you can, and drink more to preserve the dragon's body..."
Emperor Hongjing's face was withered and yellow, and his face was full of sickness. He sipped rice soup drop by drop and lived his whole life. This was the most embarrassing time for him. No one complained, but he blamed him for being self-willed and mistrusting people.
"What's going on outside?"
"I heard that His Royal Highness King Jin has been leading people to confront the Central Palace. The specific old slave is not clear, only that the acting king has been angry one after another in the past few days."
"It's a pity that Kong has wolfish ambitions, but it's useless. He is no match for Lao Wu." Emperor Hongjing finally saw some light in his cloudy eyes.
Li Dequan didn't dare to speak, and hid what he heard today in his stomach. The people from the Fifth Army Battalion had already entered the city, so how could the few people in King Jin's hands be opponents. But he didn't dare to say it, he was afraid that His Majesty would collapse if he said it, and His Majesty is now at the end of his battle.
No one thought that Chang Jian'an would betray Emperor Hongjing, not even himself. During that time, Emperor Hongjing had been in a coma, and he had woken up once in the middle, but because of his suspicious nature, he concealed it. I wanted to restore it secretly and order someone to investigate the truth behind it secretly, but suddenly found that there was no one available overnight.
Emperor Hongjing lost his eyesight, eyesight and limbs all of a sudden, and was brutally murdered because of being discovered. In desperation, a sudden plan was made, and he was replaced by a double that he had raised for many years, and the real Emperor Hongjing was hidden in a secret room by Li Dequan.
It was Emperor Hongjing's paranoia that saved him, and something happened the next night.
For the past few days, Emperor Hongjing has been trapped in this secret room, seldom awake, but mostly unconscious. I don't know what kind of drug was given to him. The drug was so poisonous that it made him weak and weak. Many times he couldn't control it at all and fell asleep.
"Don't forget Lingwei."
Emperor Hongjing seemed to have read Li Dequan's mind, and suddenly said this.
Li Dequan asked in surprise: "Your Majesty said he is the mausoleum guard of the imperial mausoleum?"
Yanshan Qiandi Mausoleum is located in Yanshan Mountain, Changping, not far from the capital.
Several generations of emperors of the Dagan Dynasty are buried in this imperial mausoleum. In order to protect the imperial mausoleum from malicious damage, several guards, also known as mausoleum guards, are stationed in the area. These mausoleum guards were neither registered as part of the Ministry of War nor included in the list of Jingwei, but they were a hidden military force close to the capital.
It's just that Lingwei never showed his face in front of people, and was ignored by many people.
Emperor Hongjing hummed, "Don't forget who is there. When I told Lao Qi to guard the mausoleum, he didn't complain a word. I knew he must have plans. He thought I didn't know what he was doing behind the scenes. What, in fact, I know."
Li Dequan was pleasantly surprised, crying and laughing: "Your Majesty should be thankful, now we are saved."
Emperor Hongjing felt that chaos was coming up again, and his mind began to be blurred. He tried hard to clear his mind, but found that he was powerless.
His eyes gradually became cloudy, and his eyelids drooped. A weak voice came from his throat: "Li Dequan, the secret path of Jingren Palace..."
Li Dequan shivered, his whole body seemed to have been soaked in ice water, and he felt an unprecedented coolness.
"Yes, the old slave knows."