Chapter 367: The Border Army Enters Beijing

The internal officer known as "Grandpa Rui" was obviously freezing outside, and these soldiers who were keeping vigil in the border army camp would probably not give him any good face and treatment. He was wearing the clothes of an ordinary civilian, but he looked very embarrassed.

Father-in-law Rui didn't care about these things at all, first glanced at Deputy General Zhou, nodded and smiled as if he had said hello, cleared his throat and walked to the middle.

Several officers didn't have to do anything with their subordinates, and they moved the table with wine and food to the side, although the Qin army was far away from the Jingshi, but the scene of the Qin Cha and the eunuchs coming to announce the decree had been seen many times, the eunuch had no grade, strictly speaking, there was no place for him in front of the civil and military generals, and when he stood in the middle, he generally carried the emperor's will.

Although this Rui Xiaosan is called his father-in-law, he looks like he is in his thirties, where he took out a golden token from his arms with trembling hands, raised his hands high, although he lowered his voice in the tent, but he was still a little weak, and Father-in-law Rui said in a low voice:

"Zhou Lin, deputy chief military officer of Yansui, the general is in charge of the sea, and the generals in the tent listen to the order......"

Hearing the word "will", the six people in the military tent were all trembling, except for Zhou Lin who dedicated the palace, the rest of the people were all from the martial arts of Shaanxi and Gansu, and these people in the military tent were from different backgrounds, but they all knew the rules of the army, such as the token taken out by the eunuch in front of them.

The command card of the king of the transfer of troops, one side is the dragon pattern, the other side is the tiger stripe, and the tiger stripe circles a command word, and these things are generally not used for the transfer of troops on weekdays, because the governor of various places has his own sword in the hand of the defense monk, if it is an ordinary military transfer, the will can be transmitted. The transfer token, which belongs to the emperor's private token, is similar to the ancient transfer of troops, and it is often the emperor who crosses the military department to do it directly, such as the rebellion of Liu Liu and Liu Qi during the Zhengde period, Zhengde used the token to directly mobilize the border army.

The lights in the military tent are still bright, Zhou Lin and Guan Hai are all there to see and understand, the token in the hands of the eunuch Rui is definitely not a fake, and the people below are all going to kneel down when they listen to the order, but the scene at this time is too weird, in the dark night, a eunuch disguised as a civilian came to the military tent outside the city, and took the king order card for the transfer of troops, as well as the emperor's will.

It's really too unreasonable, anyone should be careful, and this border army from Yansui has been stationed outside the city of the Beijing division for about five days, although it is now a nervous transfer of troops and horses from all walks of life, but everything in the city is as usual, and there is nothing wrong with it.

In other words, I really can't see anything that needs to be transferred, the hesitation of these generals fell in the eyes of Grandpa Rui, Guan Hai's hand has already touched the hilt of the knife, and there are hundreds of pro-soldiers guarding there outside the military tent, Grandpa Rui knows that he said the wrong word, and he will be chopped into mashed meat immediately.

However, he did not panic at all, he was already a little warm in the military tent, Rui Xiaosan's hands were no longer trembling, and he took out a yellow silk cloth from his arms and handed it to Zhou Lin, who was standing at the front.

Zhou Lin hesitated to take the silk cloth, Guan Hai and several officers behind him all gathered around, as soon as he saw the handwriting on the silk cloth, Zhou Lin suddenly exclaimed:

"This is the handwriting of the Holy One!!"

Although these people are martial artists, but they are not the kind of illiterate reckless men, soon after reading the content on the silk cloth, after reading each of their faces changed greatly, Zhou Lin is the old man of Xingxian Wangfu, he said that it is Jiajing's own handwriting, then it must be not fake at all.

At this time, the generals in the military tent no longer had any doubts, and knelt down in front of Grandpa Rui, and said in a low voice:

"The next official takes the order."

However, this night in the barracks, except for a few generals' personal soldiers and family members who were handed over to the big tent to guard, everything else was as usual, and these family soldiers and generals were also fifty steps away from the outside of the big tent with their backs to the big tent, and they didn't know what was going on, and no one found anything wrong.

In the next few days, the large camp of the Shaanxi border army was still very quiet, the soldiers came out to practice, repair the camp or anything was not abnormal, and the dozen or so camps of the Beijing army around the Beijing division were still noisy as usual, as if they were bazaars.

Speaking of which, the news of the 60,000 troops of the Mongols going south has been almost three months, from the early autumn to the upcoming New Year, the Beijing camp was also on full alert at the beginning, sending scouts and horses to search nearby every day, setting up sentry posts, although there are beacons on the border, but that cannot be said to be too reliable.

As a result, after tossing for such a long time, there was no news at all, everyone quickly slacked off, how usual it is, and even more indulgent than usual, and there is such a statement to defend this, saying that sooner or later it is going to sell its life, and when will you wait if you don't enjoy yourself at this time?

The Beijing battalion guarding around the Beijing Division slackened, and the soldiers guarding the gate at the southwest gate of the Beijing Division were not as nervous as they were at the beginning.

After the news that the Tartars were going south in a big way, the soldiers guarding the gate were also the most nervous, and their task was to close the door in time, so every day they were pulling their necks to look into the distance, and a little smoke and dust were raised, and dozens of people were immediately crowded on the edge of the city gate to prepare to start, and they were panicked here, and the people living near the city gate were also panicked, and their panic quickly spread throughout the city.

This kind of thing happened more than once, and sometimes it even spread into a big riot in the whole city, and there were ruffians who took advantage of the fire to rob, and Jinyiwei and Dongchang all threw out all the power in their hands to suppress it, so as to stabilize the situation. Huang Jin, the commander of Dongchang, and Lu Bing, the commander of Jinyiwei, were also ruthless.

cut down dozens of people who caused riots, and this is not a joke that the capital collapsed on its own before the Mongol Tartars came.

Now that it's about to be the New Year, the soldier gate next to the city gate has long been an alarm from any Mongolian Tartar coming, returning to the usual idle appearance, and the people are also going out of the city to buy New Year's goods and visit relatives and friends.

The weather was very good on this day, and many of the soldiers guarding the city gate were leaning on the base of the city wall to bask in the sun and have nothing to do, and as the year approached, the news of the southward movement of the Mongol Tatars of Nawa Thorn became more and more a joke, but some of the soldiers guarding the gate shouted to each other when they joked, 'The Tartars are coming'.

Originally, at the end of the year, as long as there was still food at home, it was the cat at home, busy with the New Year's affairs, and there were many fewer people in and out of the city gate, and the soldiers who were relatively guarding the city were also a lot more idle, but at noon on this day, I don't know how, a group of peddlers who trafficked in local products came to Shaanxi, and they naturally needed a road guide to enter the city.

There are a lot of defects, and even a few people don't know where to get things, and they go in on weekdays, and the soldiers are too lazy to check them one by one, but there are fewer people today, that is, the inspection is more serious, and these peddlers don't know each other when they are found out, and they don't take out some local products to treat everyone, but they are there to beg for mercy and plead, and the soldiers guarding the door have no good faces, and they are even more businesslike there.

"There is smoke and dust in the distance, like an army!!"

Someone shouted at the head of the city, and the soldiers who were still pestering the peddler below were stunned for a moment, and then immediately burst out laughing, and one of them raised his head and shouted back:

"Fuck you, are the Tartars calling again, and now the Tartars are coming, Lao Tzu will beat them for a hundred ...... alone"

Before he finished speaking, the soldier suddenly looked towards the southwest, there was a lot of dust, and there was a faint rumbling sound that had already been heard, the horse team, only a large number of horse teams can have such a sound, could it be that the Tartars really called?

The soldiers under the city also didn't care about entangled with the hawkers below, so they prepared to send a warning signal and close the city gates, and those hawkers either entered the city quickly, or scattered and fled for their lives, and no one cared about them. However, the soldiers tried to close the city gate, but the dozens of vendors refused to let them, and the small cart containing the local products took out steel knives and spears as if by magic.

The soldiers on the top of the city tower looked bad below, and they were about to rush down with weapons on top, and the leader of the peddlers changed his cowardly image, and took out his bow and arrow from the wheelbarrow, and opened his bow and arrow very quickly, and shot down a soldier who had just opened his bow above.

Originally, the peddlers never killed anyone, and the soldiers guarding the city gate still had some courage to fight there, but after this sharp arrow was fired, a soldier on the city tower fell heavily to the ground, and these soldiers who had no combat effectiveness immediately became honest and were forced to put down their weapons by swords and guns.

The archery peddler was full of Shaanxi accent, and spat viciously there:

"Rabbit cub, you are the Tartar, Lao Tzu is the Qin army of the Ming Dynasty, King Qin is here today!!"

There was no too tall building in the Forbidden City, Emperor Jiajing surrounded the sky to pray for blessings, admired Sanqing, so a terrace was established, Jiajing was sitting on the terrace at this time, looking at the southwest direction, here is already faintly able to hear the chaos of the southwest gate.

Suddenly, Emperor Jiajing threw away the dust in his hand and laughed a little crazy.