Changan.

"Marquis Huaiyuan is really loyal!"

Gan Hui, the commander of the First Brigade of the 16th Mountain Army of the Ming Army, looked at Chang Yanling in the distance and said with some respect.

I am always hanging the sling.

This is also the last old bone of the Ming Dynasty is blocking the road, and an old tree with a crooked neck next to it stretches its branches inward, looking very similar to the one that Chongzhen in the original history. The two servants who accompanied him were climbing on the tree, putting down a white silk for him, and he often stepped on a stool by himself, grabbed the white silk with both hands and stuck his head into it......

"Your Majesty, the old minister would rather die than sit back and watch His Majesty kill himself, Your Majesty wants to go to the southern capital, and today you need to step on the corpse of the old minister!"

He shouted.

Zhu Cihong was speechless and poked his head out of the four-wheeled carriage to look at the one blocking the way.

In front of the carriage, dozens of Japanese cavalry quickly separated to avoid blocking his view, and the huge procession behind the carriage stopped one after another, and those Japanese infantry stepped forward as fast as they could, blocking both sides of the carriage with human walls. In front of the spear forest, the musketeers stood by the musketeers who held their spears with their backs to the chariots, and watched with wary eyes at the people gathered on both sides. The water behind was too cold and the other attendants also stepped forward one after another, all of them speechlessly looked at Chang Yanling, who was about to hang himself, and those lively people were coaxing......

Apparently they thought it was a good show.

It is said that these commune members no longer have any impression of the Ming Dynasty, and they now only recognize Li Zicheng, the king of Qin, who gave them food and clothing, and led them to struggle out of the famine that was originally starving all over the wilderness, and lived a good life with plenty of food and clothing.

Then King Qin is their heaven.

As for the emperor......

Do you say that the corrupt officials of the Zhu family who starved us all over the country back then? In the eyes of the people of Chang'an, Zhu Cihong and his small court are a group of actors who enrich their daily lives.

They are still entertained today.

As for Gan Hui......

One of his brigades was driven to the rear.

It is impossible for His Majesty the Emperor to arrange them beside him with confidence, in fact, since the Ming Army, a mountain infantry brigade, has arrived in Chang'an, the vast majority of people have seen the emperor for the first time, even Gan Hui has just entered the palace to meet once, but he has never been summoned again. Moreover, the garrison outside the city, which was actually surrounded by a large number of Shun troops, was not allowed to go out except to purchase supplies, let alone be summoned by the emperor. It wasn't until the car of the Son of Longxing officially left Chang'an, and those Japanese slave troops arrived and protected the car, that they were released by the Shun army and arranged to be the rear guard at the end of the car, at this time the vast majority of soldiers did not know what was happening in front of them, and Gan Hui stepped forward alone with the cavalry battalion.

"Let's go!"

He urged the war horse to say.

Five hundred cavalry quickly stepped forward to stop Chang Yanling.

But the face of the King of Song beside Zhu Cihong changed and he said a few words to Ding Kuichu beside him, who immediately gave an order to the Japanese cavalry in Cantonese, and the latter moved forward as fast as possible, forcibly separating Gan Hui's cavalry from the emperor's chariot. The two horsemen galloped side by side in the roadside wilderness, and from time to time they approached each other, even striking them with a whip, while the Japanese musketeers raised their guns.

Gan Hui didn't bother to pay attention to them.

At the front, he rushed straight towards Chang Yanling.

At this time, the water was too cold, and Wang Yingxiong also stepped forward to persuade Chang Yanling, but their appearance had the opposite effect.

"It's all these traitors!"

Chang Yanling roared angrily.

"Don't you know the situation in Nandu? Don't you know that Your Majesty is like a sheep in the mouth of a tiger? For your own selfishness, you instigated Your Majesty to die, what face do you have to go to see the first emperor? Wang Yingxiong, the first emperor took you as a scholar, and you repaid the first emperor like this? Qian Qianyi, you are a Jinshi of the Shenzong Dynasty, the five emperors of the Ming Dynasty for decades, everything you have is given by the Shenzong lineage, and you are so rewarded?

Wait for this ** minister!

Even if the old man dies today, he will send you to the eighteenth layer of hell first! ”

After he finished speaking, he let go of his hand, pulled out a flintlock short gun from his waist, aimed at the nearest Wang Yingxiong and pulled the trigger, Lao Wang was so frightened that he threw himself into the roadside ditch, the bullet swept past him, and suddenly wiped the water behind him and flew over his head, and the latter's official hat was instantly knocked away.

Qian Qianyi was so frightened that he turned his head and ran.

Lao Chang continued to reload in the back hatefully.

But when he loaded the bullets, both Qian Qianyi and Wang Yingxiong had already dodged away, so he inserted the short gun into his waist again and put his neck into the white silk again.

"Your Majesty, the old minister invites Your Majesty back to the palace!"

He shouted at Zhu Cihong.

Zhu Cihong took one last look at him, and then retracted his head back into the carriage, it was obvious that His Majesty the Emperor didn't want to deal with this old immortal.

"Emperor Liezong, the old minister is loyal to you!"

Chang Yanling didn't talk nonsense, screamed at the sky, and then kicked over the stool under his feet......

"Play for real!"

Gan Hui exclaimed.

He hurriedly drew his short gun.

"Wait!"

The chief instructor beside him stopped him, and then looked at Zhu Cihong's carriage.

The latter did not react in any way.

His Majesty the Emperor is annoying! Although he often said that he was an old minister, a noble who retired with the country, but in fact the two had never met, the latter lived in Nanjing, he lived in Beijing, and it was impossible for him to have a private relationship with the prince as a minister, so purely emotionally speaking, there was no at all. Originally, Zhu Cihong still had great expectations for him, after all, he was always a fellow acquaintance of Jinyiwei, theoretically second only to Yang Qing, and was the best candidate to take over Jinyiwei, and once Yang Qing was taken, he could be replaced. But as soon as Lao Chang came, he dragged him to the south, and even didn't give him face, so Zhu Cihong was completely disappointed in him, and he died if he was willing to die! Otherwise, making such a mess every day will make people angry! I still have to walk for a long time, and I can't entangle him every day.

As for the ministers......

The emperor doesn't care about them, save Lao Chang and let him give him a shot? This old fellow is obviously like a mad dog, and treats everyone here as a traitor who will bite whoever he catches, so he will die! Everyone just watched Chang Yanling hanging on the crooked neck tree and kicking his legs, and the two servants were obviously also strictly ordered, so they could only stand aside honestly.

The old leg kicking movement is getting weaker and weaker.

The instructor let out a long sigh.

Then he waved at Gan Hui.

Gan Hui immediately raised his short gun, but at such a distance, it was obvious that he was not confident, it didn't matter if he couldn't hit, it would not be good to hit Chang Yanling's head, and then waved his short gun. At the same time, a hunter behind him pulled the trigger, and with the sound of gunfire, the ball bullet shot from the rifled gun hit Bai Aya, Chang Yanling fell on the road at once, and the two servants hurriedly stepped forward to carry him to the side of the road.

But with the sound of gunfire, the Japanese cavalry all drew their swords.

These people are faithful.

In fact, because of the language barrier, they didn't understand anything, only those officers knew Cantonese, and only listened to the orders of Ding Kuichu, who also knew Cantonese, and they didn't know the chaotic relationship between the emperor, Xin Guogong, and Li Zicheng. Their military salaries are Mao Qiling and Zhu Zhiyu, and their orders are issued by Ding Kuichu, these are the emperor's subordinates, so they only need to respect and protect the emperor and these people, as for the orders, because of the language, in fact, they only listen to Ding Kuichu. Although they are willing to listen to Zhu Cihong's orders, but the language barrier is no way, the Japanese state is the upper class of society, those civil servants know Chinese in order to pretend to be forced on a daily basis, and ordinary people, especially filthy people, cannot understand. Zhu Zhiyu estimated that he had a higher language talent and could communicate with them in Japanese, but the real order was given by Ding Kuichu to the officers in Cantonese, and the latter ordered the soldiers in Japanese.

Gan Hui sneered, one of the five tiger generals of Zheng Chenggong in history, and then aimed his short gun at a Japanese slave officer.

All five hundred of his cavalry raised their guns.

These guys have a flintlock pistol, and they don't have one, because the development of iron ore in Hainan has led to a sharp increase in the production of high-quality steel, and the price of flintlock pistols is getting lower and lower, and the cost of flintlock pistols like this is only less than ten yuan. Although the standard configuration is two, it is common for cavalrymen to pay for more than a few at their own expense, and their standard tactics are similar to those of their European counterparts, which are to charge straight into the enemy formation, rushing to close range and shooting indiscriminately at crowded places. If the opponent is in disarray, draw his sword and charge straight, retreat if the opponent is not chaotic, go back to reload and come back in another wave, or wait for the infantry to attack......

Of course, if it's a pursuit, it's cool.

Just rush to the back and hunt at close range, they like this when the saddle is full of short guns, and if they empty all the short guns, they will basically win, even if there are still fish that slip through the net, it is nothing more than drawing a knife and slashing for a while. Moreover, these cavalrymen no longer carry spears, they are all double-sword, straight-knife cavalry fighting, scimitar chasing infantry and cutting heads.

At this moment, the muzzle of a gun was aimed at the Japanese slave army who drew their swords.

The latter hurriedly drew his gun and ignited the firing rope.

The Datong Society did not buy them flintlock pistols, their pistols were bought from Li Zicheng, who only had arquebuses at present, and flintlock pistols were only made by Gang Hui.

Gan Hui immediately pulled the trigger.

The bullet instantly knocked off the helmet of a Japanese cavalryman.

Then all the Ming cavalry aimed at the target, and the head of the flintlock pistol was turned on......

"What's all the fuss?"

Zhu Yujian hurriedly urged the horse forward and shouted.

Those Japanese slaves did not understand his words, Ding Kuichu hurriedly stepped forward and shouted a few words, accompanied by the orders of those Japanese slave officers, these Japanese cavalry put away their swords one after another. Zhu Yujian glared at Gan Hui, Gan Hui blew the smoke and put away his guns as if nothing happened, and then those cavalrymen put away their short guns, and under the leadership of their commanders, they quickly turned around and returned to their own team.

The car moved forward again.

At this time, Lao Chang had already woken up.

After all, he didn't hang for long, but after dying once, he didn't have that emotion, lying on the side of the road and crying in tears, as if he was crying for the son of Longxing, watching the latter's carriage slowly drive in front of him......