[There was a mistake in the previous chapter, the twenty-seventh year of Yuan Zhizheng was 1367, and it was mistakenly typed as 1467. 】

On 9 June, the main force of the red clothes had not yet reached the outside of Beijing, and only a small vanguard force had arrived, but what they saw was such a big battle. Not only Guang'anmen, but also the five gates of the outer city are all murderous.

On that day, the highest-ranking British and Chinese military general outside the city was Feng Ding, the commander of the Fubo army, he was familiar with the way, and arrived in front of the Guangqu Gate with a cavalry battalion directly under the Fubo army.

On the other hand, one side is the united boxers, and on the other side is the "homecoming group" that has been organized around the capital, and even includes a lot of green battalion soldiers, and the entire outer city five gates, tens of thousands of horses on both sides are being killed.

"Hey...... This momentum is more than ours. ”

Feng must have been extremely emotional, and he was relieved to think that the return group formed by the Tanggu refugees was searching for the Solidarity Fist from house to house in Tianjin. The Manchu Qing Dynasty stirred up the unity fist to rot the north, even if Yinghua did not fight for the hearts of the people, it had pushed countless people under his rule to the side of Yinghua, and now the two sides have fought to the point of life and death.

When it was reported that the gates of the inner city of Beijing were very quiet, and the soldiers in the city were still in order, Feng must have understood that it must be Actun, Zhang Tingyu and others who stayed in Beijing City who did not want to let the unity fist mess up, and all rushed to the outer city. And the outer city is mixed, some have been hurt by the unity fist and want to take revenge, and some want to earn a lot of wealth when the old and new dynasties change, so they have their minds and fight with the unity fist. It's just that these centaurs failed to gather together and were driven out of the outer city by the Unity Fist.

"Don't worry about here, let's go to Chaoyangmen, if we can scare the Tartars to open the city gate, it will be a great achievement!"

Feng must have beckoned his subordinates, and two or three hundred horses rode across the battlefield.

In this way, the atmosphere of the battlefield changed suddenly.

"Blue! The blue coat is coming! ”

"The Anglo-Chinese army has arrived!"

"Wansheng ——!"

The originally messy "pro-British army" suddenly had a backbone, and its morale was greatly boosted, while the unity fist broke people's hearts. They all turned around and fled. These boxers are very good at rectifying the people, but against a slightly organized opponent, that is, scum, they know this in their hearts.

"Alas...... It's really a plan that can't keep up with the changes......"

Seeing that there was an opportunity, Feng must not be dead-headed, so he hurriedly rode his horse back to Guangqumen, preparing to incorporate this "pro-British army", and it would be better if he could take advantage of the situation to rush into the city.

A small group of blue-clothed cavalry approached the city. And their own brigade was swarming into the city, knocking on the closed city gate, and at the head of the city, the senior brothers of the Unity Fist flocked to the right wing of the outer city garrison, Du Hu Bao, and demanded to open the door.

"Play the piano indiscriminately! As soon as the gates opened, the outer city was lost! ”

Hu Bao was a Manchu general who stayed behind with Acton to defend the city of Beijing. was entrusted with the defense of the east side of the city, and there were only a few thousand people in their hands, most of whom were still green flag soldiers of the Han army, guarding the city reluctantly, and had no courage to go out of the city to fight in the field, so they could only rely on the unity fist. But these guys of Unity Fist are stuffed with feces in their brains? What kind of battle is there under the city, and it can still open the door!?

"It's our brothers outside, why don't you open the door and let them in!?"

"I opened the door. There are so many brothers in our city, and none of the demons who are chasing can be separated, and they will all be killed in two or three clicks, why don't you open the door!? ”

Each of the senior brothers is either a god or a playful idler, so how can he know anything about military affairs. During this period, the Qing Dynasty court was very kind to the unity fist, and it also raised their courage to dare to look directly at the Manchurian officials. and even flouting their authority.

"Ponthu is in charge of the defense. Everything is decided, don't make unnecessary noise! ”

According to the previous nature. Hu Bao had already given an order to cut off the heads of these crazy people who dared to confront him in front of him, but now he had to swallow his anger, emphasizing that it was he who had the final say.

But the senior brothers are clamoring, isn't this going to harm the brothers outside the city? What does Unity Fist rely on? It depends on the righteousness of brothers, otherwise how can they be senior brothers? And with this clamour, Hu Bao's intentions have become the target of public criticism, and it is not surprising that these senior brothers have climbed up by this kind of thing.

"You have the heart to harm our brothers!"

"You don't want us to kill all the thieves, do you!?"

The tone quickly changed from questioning to affirmation, until one of them screamed, "You're a traitor!" ”

Things suddenly deteriorated, Hu Bao couldn't suppress his anger anymore, am I a traitor? I am a man with a white flag in Manchuria, will I be a traitor!? You scum are just substitutes for the dead that people use to block guns, and you dare to scold your masters!?

He was about to draw his knife and slash someone, when there was a pop, and a pike-dart was inserted into his chest, straight through his back.

I saw the man who raised the shuttle gritting his teeth, and shouted with a hideous face: "Kill the traitor——! ”

Hu Bao's own soldiers haven't reacted yet, those senior brothers raised their swords and guns at the same time, and put Hu Bao to the ground in an instant, Hu Bao was lying on the ground, not yet out of breath, a mouthful of blood spurted high, and said in his heart that these people are really crazy, how can they rely on them to succeed, and themselves, is it really the first strange injustice in the world......

At the head of the city, the senior brothers let go of Hu Bao and a few personal soldiers, and their fighting spirit was high again, okay, after taking care of the traitors, they will kill the Southern Barbarian thieves! Unity fist is invincible in the world!

"Open the door!"

With the order of the senior brother, the Guangqu Gate was opened, and the defeated Unity Fist people poured in, and the pro-British faction that followed behind was like wolves driving sheep, biting their butts and entering the city.

"I'm not mistaken...... They actually opened the door? ”

Looking at the open city gate, Feng must not have believed his eyes.

"Most of them are people who sacrifice the city......"

The subordinates were determined, Feng must have nodded, and could only explain like this.

Just when Feng must have sent a few thousand pro-British into Guangqu Gate with only two or three hundred cavalry, and a small piece of neat blue clothes suddenly caused chaos in the city, the appearance of a small red-clothed figure in Guang'anmen on the west side of the outer city also made the defending side feel like an abyss.

"Fire! Fire! ”

He Zhi, the elder brother of Baoqingquan, shouted loudly at the head of the city, only the red-clothed rangers appeared three or four miles away from the city, but in the eyes of him and the vast majority of people, that is the arms and legs of the monster, and must be resisted with powerful weapons.

"Fire! Fire! ”

The gentlemen's association formed by the scholars of the capital was also noisy, and Ji Xiaolan also shouted so that the bruises on his neck were fully displayed.

If there is anyone in Beijing who hates Nanban the most, Ji Xiaolan is not on the list. But if anyone is more afraid of Nanban, Ji Xiaolan must be among the top three.

Earlier, during the rebellion between the north and the south, Ji Xiaolan was also a victim, he and his classmates threw and urine at the consulate general, trying to break the Southern Barbarian Demon Law, but he was injured in the leg by the firecracker. The days when he was treated by Dr. Yinghua in Sanlitun were his most terrifying experiences.

He saw with his own eyes that the doctor disemboweled, but the patient did not die. Survived in good shape. Thinking of Nanban's various clever techniques and evil demon methods, he thought that the person must have been changed by the Nanban doctor's heart and soul, pretending to be himself, and hiding in the capital. Waiting for an opportunity to cause chaos.

This matter is still the crime of others, and he himself has suffered a terrible crime, and the Nanban doctor actually changed his blood! said that he had lost too much blood and had to replenish his blood, and also checked what blood type he had, and found a "righteous person" to donate blood. But he had read the books of the sages, and this man's hair and skin were all taught by his parents, and the essence and blood were no exception, and now he exchanged his blood. Is he still the same Ji Xiaolan? I will definitely become a demon!

He struggled, he begged for mercy, but to no avail, the strong woman who claimed to be a "nurse" covered his face with a wet handkerchief, and he fainted, and when he woke up, the blood had changed......

After recuperating for a few days in Sanlitun, and after a slight improvement, Nanban kicked him out of the Consulate General. He returned home dejected. It took a lot of effort. I calmed down and reluctantly continued my studies as before. Get along with your classmates as usual. But he was shouting wildly in his heart all the time, am I still Ji Xiaolan!?

Looking in the mirror day by day, more and more emaciated and withered, he understood that he had been poisoned into the marrow and could not be saved, and what he was most worried about was that he didn't know when Nanban would trigger the poison gas, turn him into a puppet, and instruct him to do something evil to destroy Gangchang.

Now that the Southern Barbarian Expedition is in the north, the Luanyi of the Great Qing Dynasty is hunting in the north, and the city of Beijing is about to fall, he still has a loyal heart and wants to make his name full. But he was afraid, he was afraid that Nanban would show up, and he would no longer be the real Ji Xiaolan.

Now that the red clothes appeared, Ji Xiaolan was thinking, it's finally here, this day has finally come, but I don't want to become a beast, and I don't want to die, so ...... Don't let Nanban see me!

"Fire!"

He hissed and shouted, merging into this huge wave of sounds, which shook the eardrums of Yarhashan, the guards of Guang'anmen in the outer city.

Fire...... Yarhashan almost blew up his temple, and a small group of red-clothed cavalry four or five miles away, what were they doing with their cannons? Don't you think this Guang'anmen is not noisy enough?

"Why don't you open fire!?"

He Zhi screamed and reprimanded, the unity fist of the Tianjin generation was shattered by the homecoming group, it was he who brought thousands of boxers back to Beijing City, advocated a victory in the battle with the Southern Barbarians, and suddenly became one of the 36 road scoop handles in Beijing City, and his subordinates also rapidly expanded to four or five thousand people. Although the imperial court sent Yarha to guard Guang'anmen, in He Zhi's opinion, he was the boss here.

"Why don't you open fire!?"

Ji Xiaolan also reprimanded and questioned the hundreds of scholars of the Gentlemen's Association.

"Brothers, you can't fire a cannon......"

Yarhashan began to explain earnestly that he was not so reckless, and that there were not only unity fists around him, but also the city soldiers, ignorant and reckless men on one side, and pedantic scholars on the other, who were not easy to soothe these two groups of people, and he was also guarding the city of a fart. Speaking of which, it seems easier to defend the city than to deal with these two sides.

He explained with a pleasant face that it was just a red-clothed sentry horse, and there was no need to waste limited ammunition for them, and using a cannon to hit dozens of horsemen and horses three or four miles away was like smashing mosquitoes with a fist, and it was difficult to be effective.

"Everyone's fighting spirit is high, and their courage is commendable, this is all good, as long as you keep the order, Nanban will definitely ......"

Yarhashan felt that his eloquence had been exceeded, and the people on both sides listened to him quietly.

The next moment, with a bang, a bullet pierced through his chest, making Yarhashan's eyes crack.

"Adultery! Seeing that Nanban doesn't fight, it is definitely a traitor! ”

The little boxer beside He Zhi was holding a musket, and the muzzle of the gun was full of smoke.

"A traitor, a traitor!"

Almost at the same time, a pile of bricks smashed in, knocking Yarhasan, who had just been shot, to the ground.

"Those who are cowardly are traitors!"

Ji Xiaolan's voice was extremely loud, and Nanban had appeared, why didn't he fight? That must be a traitor!

On 9 June, just a force of blue-clad cavalry and red-coated sentry cavalry appeared, and the garrisons on the east and west sides of the city of Beijing were killed at the hands of the Unity Fist, because the Unity Fist regarded them as traitors, and their actions were to sacrifice the city to the letter, and the outer city of Beijing fell.

"Go to Zhang Zhongtang and ask him to gather troops to cover him

In the Forbidden City, in the military engine room inside the Qianqing Gate, Actun, who was shrunk into a ball, had white hair, trembling and commanding his subordinates.

Zhang Zhongtang ...... and Wei Zhongtang Ren Zhongtang, all of whom are sick. ”

The subordinate replied softly, and Acton paused for a moment and smiled.

"Anyway, they are Han people after all, and they are Han people who understand it clearly, how can they continue to step on our full boat."

He took a deep breath and stood up, his chest straightened, his cloudy pupils gathering a glimmer of light.

"It's the last moment, gather all the banner people to gather in the Forbidden City to fight, we have to exchange our blood and the dragon chair of the Forbidden City for the safety of the coffins of our ancestors."

Although the Qing Dynasty moved north, the tombs of the two emperors of Shunzhi and Kangxi, as well as the concubines and the clan, could not be taken away, and the Manchurians still had to guard the city of Beijing, a considerable part of the reason was to preserve the tombs. Of course, to make peace with Yinghua and seek the survival of the clan, this is also qualified to talk about it only after doing its best to the last part.

His subordinate Mingrui snorted, and his heart was desolate: "The current scene is really like the momentum of the Jin Song Dynasty back then, six hundred years of reincarnation, and the retribution is not happy." ”