"The emperor's fifth son issued a secret edict to avenge His Majesty!"
After this large group of thousands of people entered the Donghua Gate, Wang Wenyan, Song Shixiang, Zhang Fengxiang and Hui Shiyang suddenly shouted out their plans.
Hundreds of people in the crowd shouted: "The enemy is in the East Palace! The enemy is in the East Palace!"
The other soldiers, rangers and scholars were surprised at first, but they did not expect that the target was to directly kill the Prince of the East Palace.
Looking back, I saw that the people from Dongchang had already closed the Donghua Gate.
They have already entered the palace, and there is no chance to go back on their words. Some people around them shouted very loudly, and even those who were dragged in and jumped into the Yellow River could not wash themselves away.
It’s all here...
We have come to this point...
"The enemy is in the East Palace!!!"
Thousands of people shouted at the top of their lungs, and morale seemed extremely high.
The East Palace is just a few hundred steps away. Song Shixiang and the people from Shuntian Mansion rushed to the front, with the huddled crowd following closely behind, and a group of rangers with fierce faces and sharp swords in their back pockets.
As soon as I entered the courtyard wall of the East Palace from the south gate, I didn't see any guards, only a few palace ladies, and the eunuchs screamed and ran away in panic.
"There are no guards in the East Palace!"
Thousands of people rushed into the East Palace and went straight to the illuminated main hall of Ciqing Palace.
Suddenly, a giant man in heavy explosion-proof clothing and a large iron helmet appeared at the entrance of the Ciqing Palace. The armor was so thick that it felt indestructible. The iron helmet was polished and reflected red firelight.
"It's so scary...and there are cannons!"
There are also four brass-colored wheeled cannons in front of Ciqing Palace. The cannons have been positioned long ago, with their muzzles pointed at the large crowd of people.
The overweight iron armor and four large bronze cannons looked very scary. Hundreds of soldiers were trembling and chattering, and no one dared to step forward.
Song Shixiang broke into a cold sweat, but suddenly laughed: "Hahahaha! There is no need to be afraid at all!"
Zhang Fengxiang also cooperated: "You really don't need to be afraid. There are no guards in the East Palace, and the cannon has no shells at all!"
"That's right! The Ministry of Industry strictly inspected the cannonballs and gunpowder to make sure that not a single cannonball was removed from the warehouse."
Wang Wenyan, who was at the back of the team, also said: "I have checked all the accounts of the Ministry of War. There are only firearms and muskets. There are absolutely no artillery shells in the palace!"
"It turns out I was bluffing~"
"The prince really knows how to do tricks~"
Hui Shiyang also became energetic at this time, pointed at the armored man and shouted: "That's the prince! Everyone, be careful of him throwing grenades! The prince can use thunder magic..."
"What a monster! How dare you become a prince!"
"I heard that I like the Mohist family, but I can't get on the stage at all~"
"We swarmed up, captured the armored man, rescued Liu Cifu, and captured the counter-prince and the enchantress Zheng alive!"
Some scholars in the capital and students from the Imperial College have long been bewitched and brainwashed by Dong Lin, and now they are being sold without even realizing it, and they are still shouting loudly.
"Up!"
Hundreds of soldiers and government officials from Shuntian Mansion rushed to the front, followed by hundreds of knights and knights squeezing forward in a dark mass.
Four large bronze cannons have long been aimed in the direction of the crowd.
"Wait a minute~"
The rebels got closer, within fifty steps, and their excited and ferocious expressions under the torches were a little scary.
"Very energetic~ I'll treat you to grapes~" Zhu Youxiao said with a calm and confident smile.
"It's true that we don't have any artillery shells in this palace, but we are proficient in the Mohist machine arts~"
After Zhu Youxiao under the iron helmet said this, he pulled the rope in front of him hard. The rope was connected to the homemade trigger structure of the cannon. The flint ignited the fuse at once, and all four large bronze cannons were ignited.
The man from Shuntian Mansion at the front, who knew something about firearms, felt something was wrong and lowered his head suddenly.
Pairs of big feet stepped on it, and then fell because they lost their balance. There were shouts and curses one after another. The scene was extremely chaotic, and the rebel army suddenly huddled into a big ball.
Fifty steps in front of the four cannons, people crowded in and piled on top of each other, forming a thick human wall.
"Using this stack of Arhats to eat grape bombs...it's a great idea~"
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The four cannons roared together.
Thirty 20mm turtle-dove bullets were bundled into grape-shaped grape bullets, and they poured out from the muzzle of the cannon.
The 120 "grapes" appeared in the shape of a large barrage, covering the rebels who were crowded, trampled, and piled on top of each other.
"Poof!"
Many people in the crowd had their clothes shaking, their limbs twitching, and then they flew backwards, with small blood flowers flying out.
The next moment, the human wall stacked on top of each other cracked like waves, and suddenly collapsed.
Dozens of people had their chests and backs penetrated and died immediately.
Others had their hands and feet smashed, their abdominal cavities penetrated, and they were rolling on the ground and wailing.
Although there were only more than a hundred casualties, the horrific scene made these people turn pale with fright.
"Are grapes delicious?"
Zhu Youxiao waved his hands to both sides.
On the roof of the east palace side hall, 50 black-armored guards appeared each, all holding firework cartridge-style launchers, and fired two kicking thunder at the remaining enemies.
Guards in golden clothes also ran out of the palace to clean the cannon barrels and prepare to load the cannonballs that looked like clusters of grapes.
Song Shixiang lay on the ground and escaped the first round of grape bullets. After finally getting up from the pile of corpses, he was hit by a "rifle grenade".
"Boom!"
The shrapnel was all made by Jin Yiwei, which was very unprofessional. It couldn't kill anyone at once, but it blew him into a bloody mess and left him disabled.
Song Shixiang was blown up all over his body black and red, and his appearance was extremely tragic. He was still alive and turned around to ask for help from others.
When other people saw that this miserable person dared to come forward, they all ran away and hid in all directions.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Hui Shiyang hurriedly called Zhang Fengxiang, who was very prestigious among the scholars in the Imperial College, to take command.
No matter how hard I searched, I couldn't find anyone. After a while, I saw Zhang Fengxiang running to the side hall of the East Palace, kowtowing and begging for mercy, and kept saying that he wanted to surrender. He knew the inside story.
"Zhang Fengxiang, you unscrupulous scholar!"
Hearing Hui Shiyang's angry scolding, Zhang Fengxiang suddenly turned around and winked at him, as if to say:
"Don't worry, I have no choice but to pretend to surrender for a while. I, Zhang Fengxiang, am in the East Palace, and my heart is in Donglin~ Besides, the East Palace and Donglin are all from the East~"
"You're a traitor!"
This is the second time Hui Shiyang has fought against Zhu Youxiao. If others can surrender, he has no chance.
"Come on! The prince is alone. We swarmed up and kidnapped him. Who dares to blow us up!"
As soon as he fooled him, some confused students and scholars heard the truth, as if they had grasped at straws, they howled and rushed towards the iron-clad prince.
Hui Shiyang quickly turned back to find Wang Wenyan.
At this time, the Donglin Party's military advisor, chief planner of the mutiny, and close friend must have a way!
Where are the people?
Wang Wenyan is missing?!
He and a dozen powerful rangers have already run away~
Students from the Imperial College and scholars temporarily living in the capital launched a charge.
"Come on! If we catch him, no one will dare to blow us up!"
"He is wearing an iron suit, he will never be able to run away..."
"Boom!"
The man flew into the sky mid-sentence and watched with his own eyes as he fell freely from a height of tens of meters and then fell apart.