Firecrackers?

The Qing soldiers at the head of the city looked at each other......

They won't!

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Nanyang Benjian City, the geographical location is even more important, and there is a 3,000-pound red-clothed cannon placed at the head of the city on all sides.

At the head of Nanyang City, there are more than 10 Buddha cannons, and more than 100 old-fashioned tiger squat cannons.

This place was originally the location of the Ming Dynasty vassal king, and most of the artillery here are relics of the Ming Dynasty.

It stands to reason that with such generous conditions, the flag man should know how to operate the cannon.

But......

Mo said that it was a manipulation, and even the school field was rented out by Nanyang Zuoling for money......

Fortunately, Nanyang City was barren, so they found a place at random, and they took turns in batches, but they also had exercises......

Seeing these full people in the inner city of Nanyang, they didn't even know how to fire a cannon, and they almost died of anger when they urged them!

"Hold on to it for me and wait for the arrival of the Green Camp!"

For now, there is only one way to count on the green camp.

Although the Qing court has only been in the customs for more than 20 years, the soldiers have only changed one generation, and even some old soldiers have been on the battlefield.

However......

When the Qing court entered the customs, eighty percent of the country was surrendered by the green battalions from all over the country to help lay it.

The Eight Banners of the Beijing Camp and the Eight Banners of the Four Garrisons were fought against the remnants of the Ming forces a few years ago, so they still retain their combat effectiveness.

The cities in the interior are full of bannermen, and they have long been deserted......

It is precisely because of this that during the rebellion of the three feudatories, even though Wu Sangui was uncertain, he quickly swept through several provinces.

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The garrison of the Nanyang Green Battalion is called the Luo Red Regiment, and there are more than 700 soldiers under its command.

Although as the highest military general in Nanyang City, he should be able to command many thousands of people in Nanyang Prefecture, but in fact, what he can command is only 700 people under his command.

The Qing court placed a guerrilla general in each of the two scattered prefectures of Yuzhou and Dengzhou, so that the green battalion in Nanyang Mansion was divided into three points.

The one who occupies the prefecture city is only a garrison, but it is only a five-rank official, while the two prefectures are scattered and state-based, but there are two guerrillas from the third grade.

The guerrillas, who had a higher status, did not have jurisdiction over the prefecture, and occupied the garrison of the prefecture, but could not command Yuzhou and Dengzhou, which were geographically important.

In this way, the three thousand green camps in Nanyang restrain each other.

In fact, this was the deliberate arrangement of the Qing court, and in fact, the 600,000 green camps in the country were all arranged in this way.

Only in this way can the Qing court sleep peacefully......

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The backyard of Nanyang Mansion.

In the back garden, the dew is all over the flowers and plants, and under the light of the rising sun, it turns into a crystal gem.

"Alas!"

Both the Zhang family and Li Dianshi were arrested, which is a bit bad!

The Zhang family's business is too big, this is a fat pig that was slaughtered, which is understandable, but Li Dianshi was also taken down, which doesn't make sense......

Liu Ranhao, the prefect wearing the official uniform of the four-grade Hongyan complement, his thoughts were flying, and he didn't realize that the sun had risen.

Even the tandoor in front of him was boiling, and he didn't even realize it.

"Master, it's time to add tea."

Concubine Ding said softly.

"Oh, oh!"

Liu Ranhao came back to his senses and reached out to grab the teapot.

In the past two days, he was ordered to live in the back garden and not come out, and Governor Liu's mansion couldn't stop the man, so he had to condescend to this place with a radius of only 20 zhang.

"Master, look, how beautiful that sunrise is!"

Ding's finger was eastward, and at the beginning of the sun, his face was plated with a layer of gold.

"Oh, really?"

Liu Ranhao looked up and saw that the new day in the sky had just jumped out of the horizon.

"Master, don't be depressed, this God, it has a night, there is a sunrise, you see, it is a long night, isn't this sunrise coming?"

At this time, women who have not yet been taught by the Manchu Qing are not talented and virtuous.

Even though Ding was born in a small family, he had read books for several years.

Liu Ranhao was ordered to live in the back house, and she naturally saw the distress of her man.

Besides, Menzi has already said that the canonical history of the government and Zhang Siyuan and others have been arrested, and Liu Ranhao is deeply afraid that he will be implicated.

Ding borrowed the metaphor of sunrise, and as soon as he enlightened him, the melancholy on Liu Ranhao's face suddenly disappeared.

"What Madam said is that if General Su really wanted to deal with the old man, he would have put me in prison a long time ago......"

Before he could finish his words, he suddenly saw a bright light on his right!

A huge fireball, accompanied by an earth-shattering sound, slowly rose from the main hall.

For a while, even the red sun on the horizon was inferior by three points......

The official hall collapsed with a bang......

The violent wave of air overthrew the two to the ground.

Liu Ranhao's ears roared, and he couldn't hear anything.

He yelled at Chang Sui, who had just gotten up behind him: "Third child, go and see what happened?" Let's go and see if General Su is injured? ”

I often can't hear anything in my ears!

He opened his mouth blankly, as if asking something, but unfortunately neither of them could hear each other's words......

Liu Ranhao yelled a few words in vain, didn't care about the flames churning on the ruins, carried his official robe, and ran towards the central hall.

Rubble and rubble were scattered all over the ground, and all that was left of the central hall was the still burning wooden beams.

Bloody corpses, crisscrossed and stumped and scattered......

The top made of iron sheet has been burned off all the ornaments, and even the beams that have been bent and deformed, blown up......

Liu Ranhao only felt like falling into an ice cave......

Finished!

In his own office, he damaged the Manchu nobles, even if he was the prefect of the fourth grade, he couldn't get rid of it.

Liu Ranhao trembled all over, how could he know that he often ran away with him.

At this moment, he saw many people rushing into the palace with muskets and broadswords......

Even, the one at the head seems to be the disciple of the Zhang family!

"Oh my God! The Zhang family has rebelled! Liu Ranhao's eyes were round, and his whole body trembled like chaff.

often dragged the prefect to the backyard with half a drag and half a drag.

At this time, their hearing had slowly recovered, and Liu Ranhao heard the sound of fighting in the front yard of the government office clearly.

"Surda actually forced the Zhang family ......"

"Surda actually forced the Zhang family ......"

Liu Ranhao's eyes lost focus.

"Master, what should I do, there are bandits in the front yard......"

Ding lay on Liu Ranhao's body and cried.

She was only seventeen years old, where had she experienced such a tragic situation!

When Ding remembered, Nanyang's side had already settled down.

She shivered all over, and her hands and feet were cold and terrible.

"You hurry up, don't pack anything, hurry back to your parents' house!"

Liu Ranhao took out a gold bar from his arms and reached out to grab the herbal tea on the round table.

"Master, what do you want, what are you going to do?"

Ding panicked.

"Let's go, let's go!"

Liu Ranhao raised his foot and kicked towards Chang Sui: "Third child, send Mrs. Ru back to me!" ”

Chang Sui lay on the ground, hugged Liu Ranhao's legs, and cried.

As the clan of Governor Liu's mansion, he naturally understands that after losing the mansion, there was a rebellion in the city, and a Manchurian noble lord died, what kind of fate would Liu Ranhao have!