The staggered rain of bullets turned the walls of Gyeongbokgung Palace into a pot of porridge, and the unique crisp sound of the Golden Hook Rifle resounded in all directions. Bullets hit the palace walls, and patches of red patent leather and bricks flew and peeled off. Coupled with the fire and smoke rising from all sides, the whole place was enveloped.

The groans of the wounded and the screams and wails of the dying could be heard. The remnants of the 1st Battalion of the 1st Battalion of the Janissaries were in the center of this firepower, relying on all available terrain and features to shoot desperately to resist.

The most important pressure came from the main force of the Yue Army Brigade forced out of the palace, they used firepower, the closer they pressed, the more fierce they became, and the ammunition was sufficient, and the dense firepower made the Praetorian Guards almost unable to raise their heads at the palace gate.

Zhang Xuzhou held an 88-style rifle with a calm face, gritted his teeth and fired a gun, the bullets fell around him, splashing countless smoke and dust, but he leaned against the palace wall and still didn't do a little bit. At his feet, there were dead and wounded brethren everywhere, still intact, none of them gave up their resistance, and were still shooting as he was, pulling the wounded who were being knocked down. The shouting and scolding of Hebei Nanyang accent came and went, and everyone seemed to have been released, and they were the same, and they would die here!

The 1st Battalion of the Praetorian Guards was almost completely lightly armed, and did not carry any backpacks and equipment, and even if they did, they were now left in the streets and caught in flames. Each person was limited to two kraft cartridges on his waist for a total of sixty rounds. Rushing all the way over, spinning in and out, these bullets have already hit seventy-seven, eighty-eight.

In the blink of an eye, several officers and soldiers who had reached the front and relied on the large copper tank next to the bridge square to catch water to return fire had all used up their last bullets, looked at each other, turned around and ran back. Then, the rifle fire that was still firing everywhere fell silent, and the soldiers let out all sorts of incomprehensible shouts, and they all shrank back.

The army had always been blocked by fire, but when they saw the bullets running out on the opposite side, all the officers and soldiers gave a cheer! Hundreds of soldiers flashed out from hidden places everywhere, and under the command of the officer, the cat bent forward cautiously. The officer at the back of the line gave another command, and the soldiers drew their long bayonets from the bayonet sheath at their waists and loaded them on their guns. They had almost stopped shooting, and the rain of bullets on the opposite side had thinned out anyway. From slow to fast, the speed of advance was slowly accelerated, and it seemed that the army was preparing to return a white-knuckle attack to the Praetorian Guard!

Zhang Xuzhou finished firing the last bullet in the magazine, and then touched the six-round pistol hanging on his chest. But he only touched a broken rope, and a bullet didn't know when it had already cut the rope. He looked around, and the soldiers and officers who gathered more and more at the palace gate also looked at him. Zhang Xuzhou smiled and leveled the rifle that had already bent the bayonet. The rain of bullets from the back wings still pierced through the fireworks in the sky, and from time to time there was the sound of bullets hitting the **, and then a brother fell softly without humming.

One by one, the broken, crooked bayonets were loaded with rifles again. I don't know who took the lead, and then everyone shouted. Just like the resoluteness and duty when the attack was launched just now.

"Praetorian Guard, get on the bayonet! Praetorian Guard, get on the bayonet! ”

Zhang Xuzhou looked up to the sky and shouted: "Lord Xu, Li Junmen, Chu Junmen, let's see you in the next life!" ”

The surrounding air tightened, and the army on the opposite side changed from a quick step to a fast step, and it was about to approach!

An officer next to Zhang Xuzhou suddenly pulled Zhang Xuzhou: "Biaotong, listen!" ”

Zhang Xuzhou shook his head, and his ears were still full of gunshots. Just as he was about to scold him, a burst of pitted copper sounds suddenly sounded and extinguished. He thought he had misheard, and pricked up his ears to discern. Suddenly, from behind, in the place cut off by the fire, there was a shouting sound with a familiar accent, and there was a burst of tight, pit pits, and the bronze sound of bullets that could always hit people's hearts!

This one was markedly different from the sound of a rifle firing, a powerful sound that swept through the world like a torrential rain. In one fell swoop, the guns of the outflanked soldiers who outflanked them were completely overwhelming!

It's the sound of a Maxim machine gun! The machine gun team that belonged to them, and maybe the reinforcements sent by Chu Wanli, finally followed!

The shouting of killing reached its highest level in the flames behind him from the beginning, in addition to the sound of gunshots, there was also the sound of white-bladed collisions and ** exchanges. In the blink of an eye, I saw several figures appear at the other end of the fire, holding wooden sticks and brooms and even rifles in their hands, and the military uniforms on their bodies were desperately slapping the surrounding fires, forcing a way out of the fire. When the fire was still pressing, there were already large groups of figures, braving the rain of bullets from the wings, desperately running here!

There were two squads in the crowd, each squad, some carrying tripods, some carrying thick water-cooled sleeves, some carrying ammunition boxes, and some carrying guns. It was the secret weapon that Chu Wanli and Zhang Xuzhou had worked so hard to bring the Makqin machine gun!

After all, people are not iron-beaten, Zhang Xuzhou When their light infantry desperately interspersed in, these machine gun shooters with dozens of pounds of weight fell behind, and they advanced slowly without infantry protection. These are Lord Xu's treasures, what should I do if I lose them in the chaos? Until Chu Wanli settled the situation everywhere, most of the infantry that could still be controlled around him was reinforced. When encountering these machine guns that were carefully advancing towards Gyeongbokgung Palace, they protected the place where the gunshots were shouted and killed the most violently.

There have long been flames in the sky, and Zhang Xuzhou and them have already killed a few people in and out, and it has reached the most desperate time!

The soldiers behind them were only a few dozen people who outflanked Zhang Xuzhou, and they blindly fired and blocked in the direction of Gyeongbokgung Palace through the fire, and the blow suddenly came from behind, and there were two machine guns in line to help. All of a sudden, it was a collapse. Hearing the sound of Gyeongbokgung Palace gradually falling silent, the second battalion officer who led the team had red eyes, and ordered the soldiers to make a way out of the fire!

Zhang Xuzhou and the others watched their brothers rush through the fire violently, and the rain of bullets from the wings caused many people to fall into the fire as soon as they became weak. But the people behind it still kept pouring in. Turning his head to look at the Gyeongbokgung Palace, the army brigade also seemed to feel the crisis, and suddenly accelerated the speed of the charge! As long as they can push Zhang Xuzhou out of the palace gate and defend it against the wall, even if the superior Praetorian Guards attack, they can hold it for a while, and at that time, how Kawakami arranges King Li and Concubine Min is enough!

Zhang Xuzhou's eyes were red, as soon as he bit his cheekbone, he was about to lead the team to pounce head-on with a move of his hand. Even if you use flesh and blood, you have to stop them for a moment! His body was suddenly stunted, he was hugged from behind, and he also hooked his legs from a wrestling field, and he slammed them on the ground with a bang. He roared and rolled over on the ground to fight the enemy who didn't know how to emerge from behind, but saw that it was a team officer. He grabbed Zhang Xuzhou's rifle with his empty hands and smiled at him: "Standard, four hours and eight festivals, remember to burn some for us to enjoy!" ”

As he spoke, he didn't see anything to say, so he took the lead and pounced. Around Zhang Xuzhou, there were officers and soldiers who constantly pushed down the robes around them, snatched the rifles with bayonets in their hands, followed the figure of the officer, and rushed forward without hesitation!

The small team rushed head-on into the charging formation of the Yue army under the rain of bullets, and everyone shouted left and right. The formation of the Yue army was chaotic, and people were constantly stabbed down, still holding their legs on the ground, dragging them from advancing, and the rear team of the Yue army rushed up and became entangled with these warriors!

Zhang Xuzhou lay on the ground, gritting his teeth and about to stand up. There was a sound of footsteps behind him, and several figures suddenly lay beside him, each soldier panting like a cow, putting a tripod, setting up a gun body, loading a water-cooled sleeve, and loading bullets!

After paying a huge price in casualties, the two Maxim machine guns finally caught up!

Another officer fell beside Zhang Xuzhou, it was Xu Yifan's quasi-brother-in-law Li Xing, who was attached to the second battalion. He was also in tattered military uniform and covered in blood. glanced at the pile of people who were still stirred up on the opposite side, and saw that the warriors of the Praetorian Guard were becoming fewer and fewer and were still desperately resisting, and their hands were raised in the air, but they couldn't give the order to shoot!

Zhang Xuzhoutong slapped on the ground one by one, and his voice sounded like thunder: "Fire!" ”

Several of the squatting shooters and the secondary shooters looked at each other and gritted their teeth and pushed down the transmitter button. The Makqin machine gun slammed, and suddenly swayed frantically from side to side, the bullet belt trembled, and the hot bullet casings kept being thrown. The gunfire was deafening, and two tongues of fire licked like whips towards the dense crowd!

The bullets swooped down like locusts, and the soldiers and the Janissaries who were still scuffling together, and the people in the front row all had large and small blood mist on their bodies, shaking and falling as if they had been struck by lightning. These two tongues of fire still refused to give up, plowing deep into the crowd. All the way over, there was a blood mist splashed, and in the dense formation of the army, two alleys composed of human flesh and blood were opened!

The screams rang out uncontrollably, and the power of the machine guns showed great lethality in this open terrain, in the first use of the Praetorian Guards!

Li Xing turned his head to look at Zhang Xuzhou, and the iron-clad man was already in tears. The officers and soldiers of the brigade who came from behind kept coming, and they all watched with some amazement at the astonishing scene of the unilateral massacre of machine guns.

The army that had the advantage just now was being crushed, torn apart, and defeated! Zhang Xuzhou jumped up, grabbed a rifle, and yelled: "Grab this fucking palace!" Don't want a living devil either! Praetorian Guard, forward! ”

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In the Seoul telegraph room, there was silence.

Everyone's eyes turned away, and even Chu Wanli, who had never been very quiet, and was still talking and smiling at Rong Lu's gun, widened his eyes.

Standing at the door, who else could there be besides Xu Yifan?

He was dressed in a military uniform, also covered in mud and water, and was surrounded by Goshkhas. Everyone looked tired and haggard to the extreme. Xu Yifan was the same, but his spirit was very good, just looking at Rong Lu and smiling.

Xu Yifan actually came from Pyongyang?

"Fortunately, Lao Tzu came over......" Xu Yifan muttered in his heart, but his face was still smiling like a flower: "Lord Rong, don't come?" ”

Rong Lu looked at him blankly, he couldn't react for a while, he was still holding a pistol in his hand, and he didn't know what to say.

Xu Yifan smiled and bowed to him, and beckoned back: "Come on, serve Lord Rong to rest, the soldiers in Hancheng are panicking, Lord Rong is an important minister of the court, what's wrong with something?" ”

Behind him, the Goshkhas won violently, and Pu Yang went up with four Goshkha. Rong Lu turned the muzzle of the gun and pointed at Xu Yifan, his face was pale: "The surname is Xu, what do you mean?" Want to rebel? You actually want to take me, the minister? ”

Xu Yifan spread out his hands: "Don't pay for it, Lord Rong." Beware of misfire. We are all pacification officers sent by the imperial court to North Korea. Those who are responsible for the situation of the vassal state...... Where were you during the Donghak Party riot in North Korea? Seoul is in turmoil, where are you? When the Feng'en Department was burned and the Celestial Empire was disgraced, where were you, as the envoy? I can't fight this lawsuit with you, so I have to detain you, let's fight this lawsuit with the court! ”

He was grinning, but the Ronglu attachés who were crowded around the door were stunned, and even Ronglu's Goshha was stupid. Xu Yifan, as a deputy envoy who has been reformed and sent to Qin, is still a Han member, and he actually dared to detain Rong Lu, who is full of envoys. It's really bold to wrap up the body, and it's flying to the extreme! This person acted unscrupulously!

Xu Yifan is also iron-hearted, who wants to stand in the way of the road he is taking, can only kick away! Now this opportunity, Rong Lu is dead, Rong Lu is still there, and it is the best time for him to bring down Rong Lu! He flew all the way for 800 miles, that is, in order to control the overall situation in Korea, so that this vassal state, for a period of time, would only obey his will!

Pu Yang froze there, and Rong Lu's finger rested on the trigger. In case they stepped forward and Rong Lu gave Xu Yifan a shot, it would be a big deal. Rong Lu's personal soldier Goshha also reacted, shouting to squeeze over, and some of them were still drawing guns. Chu Wanli, who was standing on the side and watching coldly, also suddenly shouted. The Praetorian Guards, who were all over the yard and the house, rushed up to serve one by two, three, and took all their guns off. Those flag attachés had already turned pale with fright, and their hands were held high.

"Hey, buddy, don't pay the price, it's none of our business. You're busy, you're busy! ”

"I can't talk about the two adults...... We're right here, you see, it's not moving, we're not moving! ”

Rong Lu stood there with his gun raised, his face had turned from blue to red, and he was still trembling slightly. He has been planning to deal with Xu Yifan, but when the time comes, it is this situation!

Why do you always think that when you want to win, you always let this kid have the upper hand? Now he controls the right to speak in North Korea, and he has the final say on what the court says. As long as he can calm down the chaos in North Korea...... He is honorable, and it is not impossible to sacrifice. After all, the country of the Northeast Ping Domain is still more important than him!

For Chu Wanli, he can still press with momentum. Those Praetorian Guard soldiers and officers, no one dared to do anything to him. But this Xu Yifan appeared out of nowhere, with his identity and status, plus the special situation in Seoul now. Don't think about relying on the official authority of the official envoy to snatch this Praetorian Guard!

If...... What about shooting yourself? Beat this guy to death? Isn't it a chance to survive?

His breathing was getting heavier and heavier, his palms were covered with sweat, and his fingers were slowly pressing down on the trigger.

Xu Yifan stared at his eyes and said coldly: "Lord Rong, you want to kill me?" After this shot, everyone really broke up. The Praetorian Guards are naturally scattered, and North Korea is now full of smoke. I'm afraid you won't even be able to get out of Seoul! You must know that now in Seoul, and even in the whole of North Korea, the Dinghai Divine Needle representing the Qing Dynasty is my Xu Yifan!

…… In this game, you just admit defeat. You are full, and there will be a chance to turn the tables in the future, so you may not be able to break your wrists with me Xu Yifan in the future......"

The expression on Rong Lu's face couldn't help but change, and the fingers on the trigger flickered and heavy. But his teeth were clenched all the time.

At this time, the figure behind Xu Yifan moved, and a gray shadow flashed out. Quickly deceived Rong Lu's side, his right hand clenched into a fist, and his thumb stretched out from between his fingers, knocking on the numb tendons at the bottom of Rong Lu's wrist. This time it was like being struck by lightning, and Rong Lu immediately lost his gun. The gray shadow took the gun in one hand, and pushed Rong Lu out five or six steps away with the other!

The figure stood still, and the man was dressed in a gray cloth coat. The expression is respectful, and the eyebrows are often locked. It was Zhang Yu.

Xu Yifan sighed in his heart, joking, and came to Seoul. In addition to the protection of the Praetorian Guard's spears and short guns, it is only safe to have a big master like Zhang Yu by his side, right? Now he felt the sweat behind him, and before he could speak, Pu Yang and them had already rushed over, and a few Goshha served Rong Lu and clasped his arm. Pu Yang also looked back at Zhang Yu, he had suffered a loss under Zhang Yu's hands, and whispered: "Good guy, the gods who have played Xingyi Fist have changed!" How young is this kung fu? ”

Rong Lu didn't struggle, just looked at Xu Yifan, and his expression calmed down. said lightly: "Since this is the case, Rong also admits it." Lord Xu, it's up to you to say it now, I hope to leave some leeway, let's see each other later......"

Xu Yifan took the six-wheeled pistol handed over by Zhang Yu, fiddled with it, and said with a smile: "This is natural." Lord Rong, let's see you again in the future, brother has worked hard for you to pacify North Korea, my lord should have a supper before saying ......" After saying that, he beckoned to Chu Wanli and led him to the outside of the courtyard.

In the courtyard, Rong Lu's personal soldiers were all held down by the Praetorian Guards, and their faces were colorless. The bird boy sobbed and cried. Xu Yifan didn't look at them, turned his head to look in the direction of Gyeongbokgung Palace, frowned and listened to the sound of the gun over there, and said without looking back: "I don't know what happened to Xuzhou......

Chu Wanli spread his hands: "My soldiers have all been scattered, this matter is the beginning and end of Xuzhou, we can only sit and wait for news." ”

Xu Yifan thought for a while, shrugged his shoulders, and greeted loudly into the room: "Pu Yang!" Choose 20 people to go to Gyeongbokgung Palace and report back to the situation there at any time! Pu Yang said loudly, Xu Yifan turned around and whispered: "Even if it's a little troublesome, I can still transfer troops to fight again, and it's great to burn Gyeongbokgung Palace and the Yueben Legation to a jade." As long as you can find someone surnamed Li, are you afraid that you won't be able to help a North Korean royal family come out? ”

Chu Wanli chuckled: "The adults are right......" He looked at Xu Yifan, Xu Yifan was covered in muddy water, and his legs were trembling slightly when he stood on the ground, and he was forked. You know how hard it is to come all the way. Although he had arrived with Goshha on horseback, he had set out not much later than they had been on a long journey, and it was just as hard.

"My lord, why are you here? Is the chaos in Pyongyang calming down? ”

Xu Yifan smiled, and only then did he show a little tiredness. These words, even those who are exhausted, and go from south to north in bad weather, can't stand it. Not to mention that the current situation in Seoul is still chaotic and unclear!

“…… Yunzong is a thunderbolt method, sweeping away the ditch early. Fucking all the people in the water are called Ronin! On the side of Seoul, don't you understand who is fiddling with it? In such a situation, how can I not rush to take charge? Coincidentally, I also ran into this guy Rong Lu...... Wanli, what would you do if I didn't come? ”

Chu Wanli smiled and gestured with his hand on his neck, but he didn't say anything. Xu Yifan frowned: "There are still so many attachés ......"

Chu Wanli still laughed, and he didn't talk much after he was killed. Xu Yifan looked at him, this kid, don't look at the smiling fox, he is ruthless in a different way from Li Yunzong......

He patted Chu Wanli on the shoulder, strode in front of the attachés, stood in front of them with his waist crossed, swept his eyes, and looked at them. Seoul is still full of gunfire, and the Great Qing Kingdom will eat porridge or eat in the whole of Korea in the future, and they all point to this Lord Xu who has a heavy army. Not to mention that he also took down his top boss just now, these delicate and expensive nobles, this little life is also in his hands! I can't get along with these two hundred and five.

Xu Yifan snorted and spoke: "Seoul is in chaos, you attachés leave their posts without permission, you should know what kind of sin it is!" You must know that the Feng'en Department is now a blank field! It is not easy for you to make this mission, and it is not easy for this life to live until now! Let's not say anything false, soon I will send a message to the imperial court Beiyang, Chen said the situation here, and I will do my best to quell the chaos! If you want to keep your surname and keep your mission, please follow the signature......"

Before he could say anything threatening, the flagmen agreed one after another: "Lord Xu, I didn't say this!" What you say, that's what it is! ”

Xu Yifan smiled with satisfaction, turned his head and walked towards the telegraph room, and only then walked to the door, but his legs suddenly weakened, and Goshha held him behind him. He pushed them away and looked towards Gyeongbokgung Palace. It's already full of fireworks.

"Xuzhou, Xuzhou, I can take care of the rest for you. Ahead, it's up to you! Leave more seeds for Lao Tzu! ”

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The rain of bullets overwhelmingly destroyed the main force of the Yue army in Gyeongbokgung Palace.

The two Makqin machine guns spewed out tongues of fire like two angry dragons, and the army was full of flesh and blood. No matter how tenacious the light infantry, under the dense automatic fire, there is only the fate of being slaughtered and crushed!

No matter how strict the training is, it can't support it under this kind of firepower, and another layer of corpses is laid in Gyeongbokgung Palace. In the past two days, this Korean royal palace has been oozing with the blood of many Koreans, Chinese, and himself!

The army collapsed, and the remnants of the defeated army fled desperately towards the inner hall. Zhang Xuzhou limped and rushed inside with more and more new reinforcements from the Praetorian Guard. The Maxim machine gun raised its muzzle, and the rain of bullets arced and extended over their heads to shoot.

Under the rain of bullets, on the corpses all over the ground, there are still bayonets!

It was said that the army was in a hurry, and only then rushed into the Sanqiao Garden in the inner hall and bumped into Kawakami Yoroku head-on. His face was pale, and he didn't seem to understand why the situation had turned around again, and he loudly ordered these soldiers to resist on the spot, and turned around with the guards and ran back to the Jiaotai Palace. At this time, King Li and Concubine Min couldn't stay for the Qing people!

No matter how smart Kawakami is, his thinking still thinks in a straight line with the customary surname of his own ethnic surname. He didn't expect that even if Princess Li and Concubine Min were killed, Xu Yifan would still be able to raise another royal family. Or maybe he didn't think about it at all. The situation turned upside down and fell from a great height. Killing King Li and Concubine Min seems to be a kind of final venting!

He rushed into the Jiaotai Palace, his riding boots striking a heavy echo on the wooden floor. In the Jiaotai Palace, Princess Li and Concubine Min were still sitting in their seats. In addition to the seven or eight guards around, it was Park Yong-hyo and a dozen of his henchmen. Sugimura sat next to King Li, as if he was still persuading them to come just now, and when he heard the movement outside, he raised his head with a frightened look, and looked at Kawakami who was about to speak. Kawakami raised his hand at once: "Sugimura-kun, we must return to the legation immediately!" ”

Sugimura stood up dumbfoundedly, but Kawakami stood in front of King Li and Concubine Min. The North Korean royal couple just looked at them with expressionless faces. At this time, Kawakami still put his feet together and bowed to them with grace: "Two highnesses, it seems that the new deal has just been established, and it will be a pity to end...... The two highnesses will die bravely to resist the tyranny of the Qing people...... Your Highness, I am very sorry for the contempt......"

He raised his white-gloved hand and gestured slightly. Seven or eight of the guards immediately raised their guns. King Li suddenly held Concubine Min's hand, closed his eyes and did not speak. Concubine Min didn't move, just looked at Park Yongxiao.

Park Yong-hyo stood there with a blue face and suddenly whistled. The henchmen around him also took out their pistols and pointed at Kawauesugi Village and those soldiers!

Suddenly the guns on both sides rattled, and they pointed at each other again. Both sides were shouting, and inside the Jiaotai Palace, like the brutal battle going on outside, the atmosphere was tense all of a sudden!

Kawakami looked at Park Yong-hyo deadly: "Bastard! What does that mean! ”

Park Yongxiao's face was full of sweat: "Your Excellency Kawakami, if you kill the two highnesses, the Qing Kingdom will control Seoul again." There is no doubt that I will be handed over as a scapegoat! All the blame will be put on my head, sir, please forgive me for having to protect myself! ”

Kawakami said coldly: "Could it be that if you save the two highnesses, they will be able to let you go?" Can the Qing people let you go? You killed the Emperor of the Great Courtyard and participated in the coup d'état that burned the Qing Embassy! ”

Park Yongxiao actually became more and more calm, bowed slightly and explained: "Your Excellency, as a small country, we have our rules of survival...... When Ben has the advantage in Seoul, we must cooperate with your actions. Now that the Qing State has regained the upper hand, we also have to bow to the Qing people. I'm not like ...... Jin Yujun is so idealistic. Your Highness, they can also understand this, and as for the Qing Kingdom, they will not reject a new political axe that fully cooperates with them...... As for the fate of the contemptible people, this is the internal affairs of a small country, but please forgive the contemptible people who will never be the scapegoats of the princes...... I'm sorry. ”

There was silence in the Jiaotai Palace, and the sound of gunfire and shouting and killing outside kept coming in. The muzzles of both sides were against the muzzles, and only the sound of heavy gasps remained.

Concubine Min said softly: "Pu Fujun, the new political axe, please leave it to Your Excellency." I hope to cooperate well with Qingguo and complete the aftermath. Mr. Kawakami, do you think it's necessary for us to break the net here? ”

Kawakami suddenly laughed: "I hope that this time next year, I can come to visit the two highnesses!" He waved sharply, turned and strode out. Seven or eight guards, with their rifles turned their backs to the door, stepped back. Sugimura stood up like a walking corpse and staggered behind Kawakami.

This scene sowed the whole of North Korea, hundreds of thousands of people fell into a sea of blood, so many heroes and villains, and the situation involving the three countries, and it ended like this?

This North Korea is no longer the North Korea that Minister Sugimura can understand.

Park Yong-hyo stood in the hall and quietly ordered: "Wave the white flag!" ”

(To be continued)