Chapter 736 They don't know how dark the prince is
"The Great General King is attacked, the Great General King is attacked!"
A shrill siren sounded from the Deshengmen camp, resounding throughout the entire capital.
Things were slipping sharply in an irreversible direction, developing so quickly that almost in the blink of an eye, no one could have imagined that a peaceful protest would suddenly turn into an attack on the General King.
What is the nature of attacking the General King? It is tantamount to rebellion!
The emperor told the general Wang Ru to see me in front of all the officials in Qianqing Palace!
"Protect the prince, protect the prince!"
Dozens of personal guards scrambled to retreat behind the general, whose face was covered with blood. At the same time, hundreds of bows and muskets were aimed at the rowdy clan members.
"Stand back or we will kill you without mercy!"
Baozhu held a knife in his right hand, his expression was ferocious, and his eyes flashed with a fierce light.
I only regret that His Excellency the President did not give the order, otherwise a single salvo would have decimated the gang of bastards in front of me.
So that these bullies Aixinjueluo know that the sword of his Bao brigade captain is not rusty!
General Wang was attacked?!
Antur Hulan, the person in charge of staying behind in the camp, was shocked by this sudden scene. He turned around and looked at the General Wang who was retreating under the protection of his personal guards. He found that the General Wang's face was indeed covered in blood, and he even lost his royal hat. Shocked, he quickly drew his sword and ordered his officers and soldiers to form a formation to prevent the crowd from attacking again.
If something happens to General Wang, Antur Hulan's ten heads won't be enough to chop him off!
A group of royal guards who came over yesterday as a guard of honor from the camp heard the commotion and came over one after another. When they saw the situation at the camp gate, they dared not hesitate and stepped forward with their swords drawn, assuming a posture of loyal protection of the Lord.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"
Jin Jian, the minister of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, Enming, the minister of the Ministry of Industry, Ji Yun, the minister of the Ministry of War, and others all grabbed it at the same time. They all looked at the prince who was bleeding from his forehead and were extremely angry.
Enming was furious: "The clan is so outrageous. They openly attacked the general king. What do they want to do!"
"They have the courage to attack the general king, but have no courage to conquer the traitors for the Qing Dynasty. These people are in vain for Aisin Gioro!"
Ji Yun was also filled with righteous indignation. He knew that the clan members were ineffective and only knew how to mess around, but he never expected that they would be so bold as to attack the general king. This was a bastard thing that had never happened since the founding of this dynasty. Unless it was dealt with strictly, it would not be enough to deter them.
Jia Liu, who was injured in the attack, was far more angry than them. He gritted his teeth and asked his personal guards to bandage him, and at the same time asked Ding Qing to take out the general's royal seal, and issued several troop deployment orders on the spot.
The first order was issued to Minister of the Interior Niulun Bao, ordering him to quickly mobilize the coating battalion and firearms battalion of the Ministry of Internal Affairs to rush to Deshengmen to close the city gate and seal off the scene.
The second order was given to his second cousin Ursi Balan, instructing him to adjust the White Flag Guards, Tiger Spears, and Shanpu Second Battalion to block Andingmen and Xizhimen to ensure that no one involved in the trouble could escape.
If these two orders can be effectively implemented, not a single one of the tens of thousands of people gathered at Desheng Gate today, whether it is Mr. Baylor or the onlookers, can even think of escaping.
"Tell Nulunbao and Ursi Balan that if the troops haven't arrived in half an hour, I will kill you without mercy!"
Jia Liu will not let his blood be shed in vain. He will use his own blood to awaken the sleeping Aisin Gioro and make the Qing Dynasty great again.
Ji Yun couldn't help being shocked when he heard this, and whispered: "What do you want, Your Majesty?"
"To govern troubled times, we should use heavy codes, and to control troubled armies, we should also use heavy codes!... As long as I love the children of Xinjieluo, everyone should make sacrifices to serve the country as their own ambition. If they cannot take this as their ambition, why will the country support them!"
As he spoke, Jia Liu, whose head was wrapped in white cloth, slowly stood up with extremely firm eyes.
The breeze brings the smell of horse manure by the pond, which makes people smell it.
Are we going to kill a group of people?
Ji Yun was stunned, then quietly put the bloody brick at the prince's feet into his sleeve.
The murder weapon must not be leaked.
.........
The group of officers and soldiers on the opposite side suddenly shouted that General Wang was under attack, which really frightened many of the clan members who were making a fuss.
Let's play and make trouble, no one really dares to attack the General King.
Even if they don't admit that Guiziliu is some kind of general king.
But the Great General King is the Great General King, this fact cannot be denied.
They didn't have much to ask for. Apart from fucking the Japanese, they just wanted this kid to withdraw his conscription order. Apart from that, they really had nothing else to ask for.
rebel?
I dare not even think about it.
However, the fact is before our eyes. As the general king, Liu Zhen, a Japanese soldier, was attacked and was bleeding from his head. He did not know whether to live or die.
Looking at the officers and soldiers on the opposite side, they were raising their bows and blunderbuss, their eyes filled with murderous intent, and the commotion of the team instantly fell silent.
Some of the smarter clan members realized that something serious might be going on. In order to avoid disaster, they instinctively retreated. However, there were too many people behind them, so they had nowhere to retreat.
Not only that, the clan members at the back who had no idea what was going on were still shouting and rushing forward, forcing the people in the front to keep charging at the arrows (guns) of the guards who had already cocked their arrows in front, which made many people scream.
Stop pushing the ones behind you, or they will fall out if you push them again.
The sound was so loud that the people behind could not hear it at all. It was like driving a pile, shouting slogans and driving forward.
It's really not a big deal to watch the fun.
Originally, I am afraid that 99% of the tens of thousands of people gathered at the scene came to watch the fun, the so-called flag wavers.
Of course, it is really to fight for one's own legitimate interests.
But waving the flag and shouting from behind and charging from the front are two different things!
The eyelids of Yong Ling, who had shouted the loudest in the crowd just now, were twitching. He had the backbone of a disciple of Aisin Gioro, but he would not do it if his death was in vain.
His instinct told him that something might be going on.
As long as we keep the green hills, we don't have to worry about running out of firewood. If we really can't beat the Japanese Six this time, we'll probably have to stop fighting and just regroup next time.
And with such a big commotion today, even if Guiziliu wanted to recruit clan members, the imperial court might not agree.
The power of public opinion is endless.
Today, no matter what the final outcome is, Yongling thinks he has won.
Some people were panicking: "Let me tell you guys, the Japanese Six will not really regard us as rebels and attack us, right?"
The person who said this was Mianjiang, the yellow-strap man who had suddenly found the courage to snatch the Sixth Prince of the Japanese Army's hat just now. It was Mianjiang's reckless behavior that caused the situation to get out of hand.
At this moment, Mianjiang's scalp was numb with nervousness, because he was not sure if anyone saw that it was him who had snatched the General King's hat.
Goodbye, the posture is wrong, and the intention is to escape.
It's just that he was fanning the most fiercely just now, and he was like a leader in everyone's eyes. If he gives in now, he will stop hanging out in the clan in the future.
A person has a face, and a tree has a bark. This face cannot be shamed.
There is helplessness in the stalemate.
The men in the front did not want to make a big deal out of it, but the men in the back tried their best to add fuel to the flames. The bannermen who came to watch the excitement kept cheering, hoping that something big and unheard of would happen today.
Anyway, it's not them who are unlucky.
what to do?
Usually at critical moments, there will always be people who are not afraid of life and death, raise their arms, take the lead, and march forward bravely for justice.
Just as the yellow belt men in front were holding on to the people behind, a brave yellow belt man stood up.
The auxiliary general Yongda.
As the name suggests, he is tall and bearded. Whether viewed from the front or from the back, he looks very much like Meng Zhang Fei.
"Don't be afraid, everyone, this Qing Dynasty belongs to us, Aixinjueluo, not to the Six Ones of his Japs! If we surrender today, the Six Japs will force us to die! If the left and right are dead, what does it matter?
So scary!”
As Yongda spoke, he strode forward and shouted to the Eight Banners soldiers who raised their muskets and bows against the clan members: "You bunch of dog slaves, open your dog eyes and see who I am! The Holy Ancestor Kangxi is me.
Grandpa, if you have the guts, come to my grandfather!"
After saying that, he suddenly pulled open his shirt, revealing his chest covered with black hair.
The Eight Banners soldiers on the opposite side seemed to be shocked. No one dared to fire arrows or blunderbuss.
This made Yongda and the clan members behind him feel refreshed.
"Guiziliu, you are not raised by humans, don't hide behind, let me tell you, others are afraid of you, the general king of Lao Shizi, but I am not afraid!"
Yongdaru took the lead and moved forward again.
The so-called justice can make people's blood burn!
The so-called hot blood can make people forget fear!
"Come on!"
Inspired by Yongda, countless clan members moved forward collectively, with awe-inspiring righteousness and no one was afraid of death.
Even Yongling, who had retreated, bravely moved forward with the crowd.
Because, they are not wrong, it is not them who are wrong.
Justice is in the heart!
Seeing that the soldiers on the opposite side did not dare to come forward seriously, Yong Ling got excited and walked a few steps quickly, crossing to the front of the crowd, nodded to Yong Da on the side, and then lined up in front.
This is a great opportunity to make a name for yourself!
No matter what happened today, no matter whether it was in the banner or the clan, no one would raise their thumbs up and shout: "You have the guts!"
Once his reputation spreads, Yong Ling will be considered a figure in the clan from now on!
"Are these people really not afraid of death?"
Seeing the crowd rushing over again, Enming couldn't help but ask Jin Jian next to him.
He was very surprised why these clan members did not even dare to go to war, but they dared to be so bold and even utter arrogant words in front of the general king.
Jin Jian smiled bitterly: "These men don't know how evil our general Wang is. If you knew, the security guard would run faster than a rabbit."
"That's right, there is no one darker than our prince in this world."
Enming nodded in agreement, which he himself is the best proof of.
"Listen to the people on the other side, if you dare to go forward, you will be treated as a rebel and you will be shot without mercy!"
Baozhu had not received the order to take action from His Excellency the President for a long time. He was very anxious and kept looking at the injured President behind him.
His shouting failed to make the surging clan disciples hesitate at all. Instead, he walked faster. He looked at Baozhu and his officers and soldiers with extremely contemptuous and disdainful eyes, as if these servants were as worthless as ants.
The human heart is a two-way street.
Someone else took the lead, but as the distance got closer and closer, some clan members still felt panicked. After all, in front of them were fire blunderbuss and strong bows that could kill people.
Yongda was afraid that the crowd would be frightened and disperse, so he hurriedly shouted: "Don't be afraid, everyone, our surname is Aixinjueluo. There are so many people here, even if the emperor comes, he won't dare to do anything to us!"
The implication is to move forward boldly and not dare to shoot even if the opponent has ten more courages.
Yong Ling also cheered for the crowd. At the same time, he wanted to see where the Japanese soldier Liu, whom he and his men often beat in alleys when he was a child, was, but was blocked by the soldiers on the opposite side and could not be seen at all.
It was different when someone cheered them up. The crowd started shouting, and those who were not afraid of death were naturally not afraid. Those who had doubts became more confident after listening to their encouragement, and the crowd pressed towards the camp gate like a huge wave.
No matter how domineering and lawless Guiziliu is, he can't just kill the clan members like them in broad daylight!
Everyone has the same idea. They firmly believe that as long as they continue to be brave, the final victory will belong to them.
They must also be brave.
Because life is precious!
As children of the Qing royal family, they were born to enjoy life. How could they fight against thieves like ordinary people?
The Qing Dynasty was brought down by their ancestors. For the sake of the Han people's prosperity, their ancestors suffered all the hardships in the world.
Isn’t it just to let our children and grandchildren enjoy wealth forever?
If they are allowed to suffer the same things as their ancestors, what's the point of their ancestors' sacrifices and sufferings!
Then a gunshot was heard.
After the gunshot, a figure staggered and fell to the ground.
Yong Ling, whose face was spattered with blood, stared blankly at Yong Da, who was wailing in pain on the ground. He was so shocked that he almost flew away. Then he heard a familiar voice ringing in his ears: "Yong Ling, is that you?"
Not me, not me...
Yong Ling instinctively turned his body back, but his ears were filled with the sound of blunderbuss and the whistling of arrows.
When the smoke cleared, Yong Ling found that he was still standing, but the crowd around him fell like waves of wheat blown by the wind.
He was the only one standing there alone for several feet in radius.