Seeing his son being chopped up with his own eyes, Yang Hong's mood gradually changed from extreme sadness and anger to indifference.
Now that we have embarked on this road, we have no choice. The next step is life and death, and blood will flow like a river.
After arranging the city defense, everyone gathered together to discuss the next action.
Yang Dan's face also lost its previous calmness. It was obvious that the emperor did not follow the script.
There was nothing wrong with the original plan, but who would have thought that Tuo Tuo Bu Hua would suddenly betray him?
These damn Tatars gave you a Ming emperor for free and didn't even ask for it. What are you thinking?
According to the plan, after the Tatars kill the emperor, I will kill the Tatars in the name of revenge for the emperor. It is perfect!
However, everything has changed now.
The defection of the Tatars triggered a series of chain reactions. The Mobei Guards were counterattacked and the siege of the Three Thousand Battalions was solved. The addition of the Three Thousand Battalions also solved the siege of the Beihai Guards. In the end, Walasangchi fled back to his hometown and settled in Juyongguan City.
The emperor personally led a large army to the city.
The capital is the last line of defense. It temporarily blocks news in the city, supports the prince on the throne, and deposes the emperor outside the city.
In this way, the emperor can be used to control the princes, and there is hope for a comeback.
However, hundreds of Han generals were guarding the entrance of the palace. Without enough troops, they could not rush in.
Yang Hong said with a sullen face: "There is no time, pull the city defense artillery over and break into the palace!"
"inappropriate!"
Yang Dan quickly stopped him and said, "If artillery is used, how can we explain it to the world?"
"They said that the rebels assassinated the prince and took control of the palace gate. We were eager to save him, so we opened fire as a last resort!"
"It's still not right after all."
Yang Dan shook his head and said: "Artillery is a last resort and should not be used unless absolutely necessary."
"The Emperor has already arrived outside the city. Isn't it considered a last resort?"
"Master Yang, don't be anxious. There are still more than 20,000 troops in Jiangsu. They will arrive in three days at most. By then, the initiative will still be in our hands."
Yang Hong snorted heavily and said no more.
Yang Dan added: "Don't worry, Jiangnan is still in our hands, and the emperor can't come back!"
These words are true, because the headquarters of the Civil Service Group is in Jiangnan.
Their property, property, and trading ports were all in the south, which was why Yang Dan and others had the confidence to launch this coup.
What does it take to govern a country? How much can an emperor do by himself?
After all, it depends on the officials of the world.
Behind these officials are thousands of gentry, which means that the political power is controlled by the gentry.
Now that the country is strong, it turns around to steal the jobs of the gentry. Is there any royal law?
During the Sanyang period of the cabinet, taxes were often reduced during the Ren and Xuan dynasties. Who was reduced?
Of course, they are the gentry in Jiangnan. Can they still reduce the taxes on their mud legs?
The emperor didn't know what he was thinking, but he gave all the policies to those mud-legged people. This is equivalent to taking out the money in the hands of the gentry and giving it to those mud-legged people. How can there be such truth in the world?
Yang Hong naturally knew these truths, but Yang Jun's death was a huge blow to him, and he also had another worry in his heart.
"Since the Emperor was able to break through Juyong Pass, he might have a plan to break the city. If it continues, the situation will become increasingly difficult to control."
"Master Yang means..."
"I think we can't sit back and wait any longer. There must be a time limit. If the time limit is reached, we can only forcefully attack the imperial city!"
Yang Dan thought for a while and asked: "What do you think this time limit should be?"
"Three days!"
Yang Hong stretched out three fingers and his tone was very decisive.
This decision was not made in a hurry to avenge my son, but in fact because I was worried that something might change if it was too late.
Everything has not gone according to plan. Who knows whether the capital can be defended?
Yang Dan nodded and said: "Then it will be limited to three days. After three days, we will attack the imperial city!"
"Farewell!"
Yang Hong hurriedly bowed, stood up and left, heading straight to Desheng Gate.
Everyone then left one after another. Yang Dan waited until everyone left before calling his confidants.
"Before dark tomorrow, sell all the valuable things at home and exchange them for banknotes."
"Sir, what are you..."
Yang Dan frowned: "Don't ask too much, just go if you are told!"
"yes!"
After the servants left, Yang Dan called his wife and children, Wang, and said, "Go and clean up. Tomorrow, you will take Xiu Wen and Xiu Wu back to your hometown by train!"
Wang was puzzled and asked: "Why do you want to leave suddenly?"
"Nonsense, we've already started fighting. Why don't we leave yet?"
"Is there really going to be a war?"
Yang Dan sighed and said: "The Tatars captured the emperor and used him to threaten him. They have already sent troops outside Desheng Gate."
"Can those Tatars still break into the capital?"
"That's not necessarily the case, but just in case, you'd better leave first!"
When Wang saw this, she knew that the matter was more serious than she thought, so she didn't ask any questions and turned around to pack her things.
"correct!"
Yang Dan suddenly stopped her and said, "You must never mention this matter to anyone else. No one can, you know?"
Wang nodded and said, "I understand!"
As night falls, the earth becomes dark.
In the camp in the north of the city, Zhu Qizhen summoned the officers and were discussing strategies to attack the city.
The biggest problem now is still the lack of heavy firepower. The walls of the capital city are high and thick, and only rifles and a small number of grenades and artillery are of no help at all.
Ha Ming suggested: "Let's use the Kongming Lantern!"
During the battle at Juyongguan, he was completely impressed by the Kongming Lantern.
This thing is like a god coming down from the earth. The cannon still has a range. This thing is flying over from several miles away. How can you stop it?
Belin shook her head and said, "There are no more bombs."
Haming asked again: "How long does it take to make a bomb?"
Beilin smiled bitterly and said: "It's not difficult to make a bomb. The key is that the gunpowder is in the warehouse of the Ministry of War. Now that the Ministry of War has been controlled by the rebels, we can't get it."
Ha Ming thought for a while and said: "Aren't you doing research? There is no gunpowder to do it!"
"This kind of gunpowder is a new type of yellow gunpowder, not black gunpowder. The production process is very complicated and the raw materials are not easy to find."
"Then make black powder. It will be less powerful at most, but it will be usable!"
"It still doesn't work. Kongming lantern bombs require special fuses... In short, these things cannot be made in a short time."
Zhu Qizhen suddenly asked: "How long does it take to make a Kongming Lantern?"
Bei Lin was a little confused and looked at Mei Chun.
Mei Chun understood and said: "This is simple and can be completed in just half an hour."
"I'm asking about the big one."
"There is no difference in the process, it just consumes more materials."
"Are there any ready-made materials?"
"It's mainly bamboo chips, kraft paper, and kerosene. We have them in the Xishan warehouse."
Zhu Qizhen asked again: "Can the landing be controlled?"
Mei Chun suddenly reacted and asked: "Is the emperor planning to use Kongming lanterns to carry people into the city?"