The Great Wall was breached, but it hasn't happened for many years, and the whole capital should have been in chaos a long time ago.

The capital was surprisingly calm.

Or that the bureaucratic squires and Jin merchants are surprisingly calm, not because they have the style of generals and can face this matter calmly, but because they don't have the mood to care.

Just half a month ago, the Donglin Party and the Eight Jin Merchants thought that they would definitely win, and they also celebrated for seven or eight days in a row, who knew that Zhu Shun really took out a rifled flintlock pistol.

Not only did it reach a thousand, but it far exceeded that number, and more than 3,000 rifled flintlock muskets were taken out.

The capital was suddenly full of mourning, I don't know how many Donglin Party members and Jin merchants cried to death, and even many people were ready to hang themselves.

Even if they lose the money themselves, they will also harm their relatives at home, and it is better to die.

In the past, one of the favorite things that these corrupt officials and profiteers liked to do was to go back to their hometown and show off how beautiful they were.

In the future, let alone show off, I don't even dare to go home for the New Year, for fear of being scolded to death by relatives and friends, and even more afraid of seeing the disdainful eyes of the old family, and a burst of ridicule.

This kind of psychological gap was even more unbearable for the Donglin Party and the Jin merchants, and when Zhu Shun took out a branch rifled gun, he collapsed on the spot.

It is rumored that there are a few Donglin Party members with excellent faces, and they were blocked on the spot.

Zhu Shun can also be regarded as indirectly doing a good thing, cleaning up several corrupt officials who were rampant and tyrannical for the officialdom.

There are not many people in the capital who really care about this important matter, Chongzhen is the first, and he quickly rushed to discuss countermeasures with hundreds of civil and military officials.

As a result, only thirty or forty people came from the Manchu Dynasty, and the rest are said to have all fallen ill and sent people to the Ministry to take leave.

The official Shangshu could only walk into the hall of the court meeting with a bunch of false books, which became the biggest joke in history.

Chongzhen, who made a lot of money, can understand, can understand, the court meeting must still come to participate, so he sent Jinyi Wei with a letter of false notice, and dragged all the officials to the court.

After the Donglin Party arrived, they began to give full play to their strengths, and the Jurchens were all in the city, and they were still arguing in the court.

There is a huge capital, so many officials, and there is only one petty official from the ninth grade who can do things in a down-to-earth manner.

Zhu Shun, who was wearing a pair of armor, stood on the head of the city and looked out of the city.

Thousands of Jurchen cavalry roared past, brandishing the swords and guns in their hands, laughing madly and rushing into countless Zhuangzi fields.

When Zhu Shun saw this scene, he didn't know whether to laugh or not.

Zhu Shun didn't laugh, but several West French people standing next to him laughed wildly, Ambassador Zhang couldn't even laugh straight, hunched his waist, caressing the city wall, and his body kept shaking.

Zhu Shun knew what these West French people were laughing at, and the Iowa rifling machine not only pitted the Donglin Party and Jin merchants, but also made the Jurchens suffer.

As Zhu Shun expected, Dolgon led the Eight Banners to rush into the largest Zhuangzi, and laughed evilly: "Rob all the grain, gold and silver here.........

Before he could finish speaking, a Niu Lu Ezhen, who rushed in first, rode over, with a strange expression on his face: "Fourteen Baylor, there is not a grain of grain in the Zhuangzi." ”

Dolgon's first reaction when he heard this sentence was impossible, he was the vanguard of the surprise attack on the capital, and he had divided the most plastered piece of territory, how could he not have a grain of grain.

It must be that this kid said the wrong thing, and it is estimated that he was stupid by the mountains of gold and silver and grain inside, and also, in the cold Liaodong, where have I seen so much gold, silver and grain.

Dolgon stepped off his horse and kicked Niu Lu Zhen with a smile: "Fortunately, Ben Belle is in a good mood today, otherwise, he would definitely let you go to be a groom for a few days." ”

Disembarking from his horse, Dolgon whistled and walked leisurely to the cellar in the village.

But when he walked near the cellar, he felt that something was wrong, and all the Eight Banners disciples were standing at the entrance of the cellar at a loss, trembling with anger.

Could it be that this place was occupied in advance, Dolgon smiled cruelly, and someone dared to rob him of his things, it was really boring.

It seems that his title of Liaodong villain slaughter can't scare people.

Every time Dolgon captured a Daming city, one of his favorite things to do was to slaughter the city, and he won the title of a fierce and powerful Liaodong villain.

Now that someone dared to rob him of what the villain had slaughtered, Dolgon rushed in with his sword, and the moment he rushed into the cellar, he was stupid on the spot.

There was nothing in the cellar, not a grain of grain, not a penny of gold and silver, and even the wooden table where the gold and silver were kept, as if they had been looted by bandits.

Dolgon hurriedly rushed out of the cellar, his face pale, and was about to ask how the granary was doing, when a shell ran over with a sad face: "Uncle Fourteen, there is nothing in the village. ”

"There's not even a straw mat left."

When Dolgon, whose face was pale, heard this, his heart felt a little better, and he quickly mounted his war horse and sneered: "Ben Belle wants to see who is so bold and dares to snatch the white flag." ”

Before Dolgon could lead the Eight Banners to rush out, he scattered the cattle that had been looted by other Zhuangzi, and came back one after another.

"Fourteen Baylor, there's nothing in the Zhuangzi."

"Lord Belle, I'm over there too, and I don't have a grain of grain."

"Fourteenth master, don't talk about food, the dozens of Zhuangzi I am responsible for are all poorer than the slaves in Liaodong, and they don't even have a straw mat at home."

Dolgon listened to the true return of a famous cow, and his face was calm and terrifying, just after the last cow recorded the true return.

The Jurchen is the villain who can fight the best, Tu Dolgon, spurts out a mouthful of blood, and is planted from the war horse.