The Qing Emperor was so excited that he couldn't control himself. He just wanted to roar three times to vent his excitement.
He never expected that his Qing Dynasty would be so powerful. Not only was it a vast land and rich in resources, but it also had hidden dragons and crouching tigers. With this, it could be proud of the world and dominate the world.
Before he ascended the throne, he was just an ordinary prince. There were several other princes like him, but he was more ruthless, gloomy and cunning, so he killed off one competitor after another and got to where he is today.
As soon as he ascended the throne, he began to clean up the mess, provide disaster relief and put down rebellions. He was overwhelmed with a lot of things. It was only today that he suddenly remembered that his father had not been buried even once before.
It was also today that I went to the imperial mausoleum to pay my respects, and a cold snort suddenly came from the coffin: Unworthy descendant, I thought you would never come again in this life.
This sound scared him to death, because he clearly recognized that it was his father's voice, but the question was, why was his father alive again?
Then the coffin panels were opened one after another, and figures wearing dragon robes and python robes stepped out of the coffins one after another.
At that moment, the emperor of the Qing Dynasty was so scared that he peed and shit.
However, after understanding the cause and effect of the incident, the emperor regained the mysterious confidence of the Qing Dynasty, and it was more surging and turbulent than before.
Just like Wang Shicong from an ordinary family suddenly found out that he had a richest father, he felt like life was like a dream.
If I had known this, why would I have signed a treaty and borrowed troops?
The Qing emperor not only had a richest father, but also a richest grandfather, and a group of richest ancestors, who were a hundred times more powerful than Wang Shicong, and they would bend down for fifty cents?
Everyone
Originally, I wanted to call out "My dear friends" out of habit, but when the words came to my lips, I immediately changed it to "My ancestors".
The rebellion is going all the way north, and its momentum is overwhelming. We, the local officials of the Qing Dynasty, do not want to die for the country, but join the rebellion. Now the rebels have invaded the capital, and the Qing Dynasty is in turmoil. Please teach me, my ancestors, how to retreat from the enemy?
Below, the ancestor who was savoring the taste of blood spoke.
The inside of the pass is just a hunting ground, and the outside of the pass is the foundation of our Aixinjueluo family. It is good to be able to stay in power for two hundred years. It is time to give the prey a time to recuperate.
Spring is born, summer is long, autumn is harvested, and winter is stored. If these birds and beasts are not given room to thrive, there will be no fresh and plump prey for the next hunting.
One of the princes in a python robe echoed: I said back then that one or two princes would be left in Yanjing to wait for the next year to plow the grass and valleys, but the one who killed Dorgon said that he should treat the people well and teach the world with virtue, hum.
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Others nodded and verbally criticized Dorgon.
If it weren't for Dorgon, we could have drank from the Yangtze River, hunted the Nine Provinces, killed him until his blood stained the sky, and transformed them all into gold-armored corpses. We would be able to take the final step in less than a hundred years, unlike now, which has already been two hundred years.
At the critical moment of my cultivation, I needed the blood sacrifice of half a million souls, but that idiot Dorgon only gave me one hundred thousand, which made me unable to make a breakthrough and wasted decades of hard work.
Hearing this, the Qing Emperor was shocked.
Although he is not very wise, he is at least not too stupid. Although he is not very kind to the people, he also knows the principle of caring for the people and not killing innocent people indiscriminately.
Hearing that these ancestors and uncles opened their mouths and offered blood sacrifices to hundreds of thousands or millions of people, he was shocked beyond measure. It turned out that the Qing Dynasty was responsible for killing people every year because of these people.
However, after learning about the training methods of the Golden Armored Corpse, he immediately put his slight resentment behind him.
The well-being of all the people in the world is nothing compared to one's own immortality. Moreover, the ancestors were right, inside the pass is just a hunting ground for harvesting flesh and blood, while outside the pass is the land of dragon prosperity for the Manchu people.
The worst case scenario is to withdraw from Shanhaiguan and re-enter next year.
With so many ancestors and uncles, the Han people are simply vulnerable and not worth mentioning.
As for now, just sacrifice the entire capital.
Our Aixinjueluo family has done nothing in the past two hundred years.
Speaking of this, the ancestor's eyes emitted a rich blood light, and the blood light was like a tide, reflecting the Zhengda Guangming Hall into a sea of blood.
The blood seeped into the wall and floor tiles, all the way down to the ground.
All the way down from the underground imperial mausoleum, there is a large-scale underground palace, or underground city, covering an extensive area.
A prince twisted the bright red blood jade finger on his hand and said proudly: When the Mongols occupied Kyushu as a hunting ground, they built an underground altar here. The buildings above the ground were just a cover-up. After all, killing animals and killing souls in blood sacrifices would harm the world.
, only by using the aura of strangers to cover up can we avoid the way of heaven.
It's a pity that the Mongols were short-lived and the country lasted less than a hundred years. This underground altar was abandoned halfway, which made it easier for the later King of Yan Zhu Di to train his soldiers in the underground palace. Otherwise, how could he go to fight in the world with his soldiers.
Later, Qian Ming discovered this underground altar and wanted to destroy it, but unexpectedly, his lack of moral integrity caused a big explosion in the Tianqi Year. After that, he never dared to try again, and kept the news strictly sealed from the outside world, spreading false rumors that the Gunpowder Bureau was compromised.
This underground altar has been transformed and utilized by our Aisin Gioro family. It has been continuously accumulated over the past two hundred years. Now, it has tens of millions of soldiers!
When he heard that there were tens of thousands of soldiers in Tibet, the Qing Emperor suddenly breathed rapidly and his face flushed.
If there are tens of millions of soldiers, let alone Kyushu in the Central Plains, it will be easy to surpass the heyday of the Mongols. By then, the Manchus will be the masters of the world, and they will also become the object of worship of hundreds of millions of people.
boom!
After the loud noise, strong winds suddenly rose, and the sky became dark.
People, animals, trees, bricks, etc. were all swept into the air, and then they were swaying in the air as if they had escaped the gravity of the earth. Tens of thousands of houses were turned to dust, and the whole capital was turned upside down.
Gazhizhikachacha
The landslide and the ground cracked, and huge ravines suddenly appeared and spread on the surface of the earth, like the mouthparts of a demon, devouring all flesh and blood living creatures around it.
An entire street peeled off the ground and flew into the air, swaying like a kite, and then more streets were torn apart and floated into the air.
The residents in the house screamed, but they were all drowned out by the sound of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking.
Thick black air floated out from the cracks in the ground. Wherever it passed, the crowds and livestock that were hurriedly running for refuge collapsed instantly. The big ox that was running wildly one second fell to the ground the next moment.
The body also shriveled up quickly like a deflated rubber ball.
The entire capital was swaying, as if someone had detonated a large-yield bomb underground, blowing the capital upside down.
The only thing that has not been affected is the Forbidden City. The walls of the imperial city are like a clear dividing line.
Inside the line, it’s a paradise on earth.
Outside the line, hell on earth.
Xi Tong looked down from a god's perspective. The original capital city had been blown up into a huge pit. The pit was filled with black smoke and gloomy air, and figures covered in dust were vaguely visible.
Seeing the densely packed figures, Xi Tong instantly thought of one thing - the Qin Terracotta Warriors and Horses!