Chapter 532: The grievances of the Donglin Party

Sun Chuanting didn't know what to say: "Ten friends ......"

opened his mouth and said a ten friends, I wanted to laugh in my heart, but I was a little helpless, and I didn't know what to say for a while.

When Zhu Shun, the industrial marquis, beat the Manchu Eight Banners, Chongzhen, the old supervisor Sun Chengzong and others felt happy, and some people felt aggrieved in their hearts.

At the same time that Chongzhen took a group of important ministers and magnates to the city to watch the industrial Hou Zhuangzi, the members of the Donglin Party also walked to another city, holding clairvoyant mirrors one by one, and looked at Zhu Shun's Zhuangzi in a very good mood.

They had provided a large number of sophisticated artillery pieces to the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and they had already anticipated Zhu Shun's end, and they wanted to see with their own eyes that this disaster star of the Donglin Party died under the wild bombardment of artillery.

But who would have thought that those well-made guns had not yet emitted any power, and not even a single shell had been fired.

All of them were bombarded into the sky by the artillery in Zhu Shun's Zhuangzi, and the Donglin Party watched as half of the Manchu Eight Banners soldiers they had pinned on disappeared in an instant, and the firearms battalions that operated the artillery were all blown up into the sky.

The moment ago, they were still smiling, and the members of the Donglin Party had even thought about tomorrow, no, they were going to celebrate tonight.

Without exception, they chose to check the building, called Su Xiaoxiaoban to sing a Kunqu opera for them, and set up a banquet to celebrate Zhu Shun's tragic death.

Several Lang Zhong, who mastered the first division, even arranged this matter, because in their opinion, with the help of those Hongyi cannons, it was the Manchu Eight Banners who killed Zhu Shun Zhuangzi.

The ending is already doomed, Zhu Shun will not have a second ending except for being crushed by the iron hooves of the Manchu Eight Banners.

But who would have thought that the Manchu Eight Banners would repeat the mistakes of the past, repeating the mistakes of the Jin Merchants and the Donglin Party against Zhu Shun over the years, and then being instantly crushed by strange things.

On the spot, many members of the Donglin Party threw the clairvoyant mirror on the ground in anger, scolded the Manchu Eight Banners soldiers for being a waste, scolded twice, and quickly picked up the broken clairvoyant mirror.

The mood is even worse, these clairvoyant mirrors from the West are not cheap, and if they are broken, they have to spend money to buy another one, and the members of the Donglin Party suddenly have a sense of aggrieved that they have lost their wives and broken their soldiers.

A squire stood up suddenly, thinking that he was too undignified to be like this, and sat down again: "Those Manchu Eight Banner soldiers who have really given Daming a headache for many years? ”

In this city, where I don't know how many soldiers' blood was soaked, the Donglin Party actually moved a set of rosewood tables and chairs, and started the set of wind and snow in the Qinglou.

If it weren't for the big rumors in the city, the Donglin Party would have invited the opera troupe to cheer them up.

Hearing the waiter's inquiry, the waiters of the Donglin Party sitting next to him slowly put down the official kiln teacup in their hands, and one of them said, "It shouldn't be." ”

"If it is really the Eight Banners of the Great Qing Dynasty that has been established, where would they die so easily in the hands of Zhu Shun."

But when he finished saying this, not only did the other squires not believe it, but even he himself did not believe what he said.

Not the Eight Banners?

How to break through Zuo Liang's elite army, as well as Lu Xiangsheng's Tianxiong army and Hong Chengchou's Hong soldiers, these are all elite border troops of the Ming Dynasty.

The army that can easily chisel through these elite border troops is only the Manchu Eight Banners, and it will only be the Manchu Eight Banners.

As early as learning that the Manchu Eight Banners had pierced through the three elite border armies and that the iron hooves were about to arrive in the capital, the Donglin Party was not as frightened as in the past, and many Donglin Party members hurriedly asked their families to pack up their gold and silver and fled to the south of the Yangtze River by boat.

As long as you can stay as far away from the capital as possible.

This time, the mood of the members of the Donglin Party was very happy, since they could break through the three elite border armies so easily, it was not a matter of being able to catch Zhu Shun's Zhuangzi.

But it's such a hand-to-hand thing, and before the hand can be stretched out, the whole person is shattered.

This made the Donglin Party attendants who were in a very good mood so angry that they couldn't speak one by one, and they were so aggrieved that they almost didn't suffocate a waiter who was over seventy years old.

In order to avoid being found out by Dongchang, these artillery pieces were provided by the Donglin Party, and these sophisticated Hongyi cannons were basically transported from Foshan Town in the south of the Yangtze River.

The foundation of the Donglin Party was originally in Jiangnan, and its control over Jiangnan was far from being comparable to that north of the Yangtze River.

It can be said that from the governor of one side of the feudal territory to an ordinary official, they are all loyal supporters of the Donglin Party.

Even the Jinyi Thousand Households Office set up in Jiangnan has been infiltrated and controlled by the Donglin Party, and it is almost impossible to find out who provided these sophisticated artillery.

There are so many Hongyi cannons, they would only think that they were transported from the sea, and they would never have thought that these exquisite artillery pieces were transported by the Donglin Party from Foshan Town in the south of the Yangtze River.

In order to prevent these Hongyi cannons from being discovered, the Donglin Party did a very careful job, but there was also a huge flaw.

Foshan Town is in the southernmost part of the Ming Dynasty, and if you want to transport the artillery to the northernmost capital of the Ming Dynasty, across the vast north and south of the Ming Dynasty, the amount of silver to be consumed is great.

This kind of thing can't let too many people know, basically the top leaders of the Donglin Party who provide the silver, and the top leaders of the Donglin Party, who have only been in and can't leave, have all spent a lot of money.

The number was so large that they had no appetite for a few days in distress, so that the Hongyi cannon could be transported from the southernmost part of the Ming Dynasty to the northernmost capital of the Ming Dynasty.

But the money was well spent, and the top brass of the Donglin Party were in a happy mood.

But this value and happiness could not last even a breath of time, so that the high-level of the Donglin Party trembled with anger, and this kind of thing is not easy to say outside, so they can only hold it in their hearts, and soon they are speechless again.

There is only one thought in my heart, how can Zhu Shun be such a demon, not only the nemesis of the Jin merchants, but also the disaster star of the Donglin Party, it seems that today it has become the disaster star of the Manchu Eight Banners.

So many Eight Banner disciples are gone, Dolgon is afraid that he will vomit blood in distress, Dolgon vomits blood or not, and the top level of the Donglin Party does not know, but at this time, the top leaders of the Donglin Party are called a grievance.

The aggrieved almost vomited blood, and if he could vomit blood, it would be fine, maybe he could vomit out the grievances in his heart together.

The high-level members of the Donglin Party couldn't even vomit blood, so they could only sit aggrievedly on the rosewood official hat chair at the head of the city, thinking aggrievedly about the tragic scene just now.

The more I thought about it, the more aggrieved I became, and a Donglin Party squire who had drilled the tip of the horn was so aggrieved that he almost lost his breath, his chest rose and fell violently, like a drowning person who wanted to suck all the air into his mouth.