Outside the Anqing Gate of Beiping, Daqing Jingshi, inside the imperial stables of the Mansion of Prince **** Qing.

"You dog minion, what nonsense!"

The second steward of the palace, a braided man with a meaty face, held a barbed horn whip in his hand, stared at a thin Chinese cloth in front of him with a hideous face, and said viciously.

"What emergency military intelligence? What army of anti-thieves? ”

"Beiping is at the foot of the Son of Heaven, how can there be these ghosts!"

"It's all because of the fake news of your dog minion, the master sent electricity to the garrison of the Dagukou Fort in Liujin City three times, but the generals and officials there said that everything was normal!"

As he spoke, the middle-aged braided steward swelled with a ray of anger in his heart, and raised his whip high to the braided hair hanging from the barn beam, and struck him viciously.

"What a damn thing, I have to be laughed at by that big steward again!"

Under normal circumstances, if you want to raid the Beijing Division, from the point of view of the road, the most convenient is the most convenient recently, only to take the estuary of the Liujin area in Daqing, you must break through the Dagukou Fort there.

When the Nineteen-Nation Coalition invaded Beijing and Beiping, it was this route that was taken when marching.

At least now, whether it is this pigtailed steward or the other upper echelons of the Daqing Dynasty at this time, no one can think that someone can silently break through the Ryukyus and directly attack and land in the vast land of Shenzhou from the Ryukyu Strait.

"Ahh The steward spares his life! ”

Outside the skylight on the roof of the Royal Horse, the scorching midday sun shone on the skinny Chinese wrapper, and the tattered clothes of half of his body were now full of dark red marks after being wet by donated blood.

This person is not very old, and his young eyes are full of pain and desolation.

"Small, small really doesn't have any nonsense!"

This young Chinese clothed slave, who was originally a servant in the pigeon loft of Prince Qing's mansion, had a good life in the past, and his life was quite good.

However, in recent years, the Daqing court has introduced radio, and the role of the pigeon loft has been greatly reduced, until now it has been shut down.

The life of this Chinese wrapper suddenly went from "good" to being wantonly bullied and despised by other braided wrappers.

The reason why he took the risk to inform the steward of the palace about the invasion of Mo Sheng's army this time was that he privately kept a few carrier pigeons in captivity to contact his home on the outskirts of the capital, and the villagers there brought him back the information.

I thought I could get a shocking reward, but I never expected that my loyalty would be exchanged for such torture.

"A lowly Chinese slave like a dog!"

"How dare you be hard-mouthed?"

When the steward of the braided clan saw the lowly clothed slave in front of him, he still did not admit his "lie", and angrily raised his whip and continued to whip.

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable! The sound of whipping, and the increasingly miserable howls of the clothed minions, rose and fell in the stable.

It wasn't until the screams of the Chinese wrapper became weaker and weaker, and the blood on his body flowed on the ground and gathered into a shallow pool, that this poor and pathetic Chinese finally swallowed the last breath of his life.

"Poof!"

It was the sound of the braided steward dropping the blood-stained whip.

"It's really unlucky, someone is coming!"

Outside the royal stable, two clothed minions in gray servant uniforms trotted in, and when they saw the dead Chinese Baoyi on the ground, their expressions were unshocked, and their eyes were full of numbness.

"Drag this cheap slave away for me, bring me a towel, I want to ·····"

Just when the braided steward was arrogant and majestic with a murderous hind toe, he suddenly found that the sun's rays were dimming on the skylight on the roof of the Imperial Horse House.

"Oh my God, oh my God, what's that?"

"It's a demon! What a huge demon! ”

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There was a sudden noise outside the royal stable, which made the pigtailed steward's heart tremble, and he instantly trotted out of the imperial stable, looking at the sky.

"Damn, that slave, that slave didn't say anything wrong!"

The steward of the Braided Clan looked at everything in the sky in amazement and muttered in a low voice.

"Really, there's really an invasion!"

After all, he is also the pinnacle of Daqing's magnates, the steward in the prince's mansion, who has seen a lot of knowledge with his master, and he still knows the hundred-meter-long giant beasts in the sky, which are not monsters, but military airships that foreigners have sold in the court.

These mighty and huge military airships obscured the sky in the inner city of Beiping and the sunlight emitted by Hengri.

After they arrived at the expected attack position, above the mansions of the Daqing magnates, they opened the bomb bomb compartment and threw high-explosive bombs downward.

At the same time that the inner city of Beiping was raided, the braided national army on the outskirts of Beijing, and the eight battalions were stationed.

Nearly 300 propeller planes that were attacking from the high-altitude airship aircraft carrier were recklessly and flexibly throwing incendiary bombs downward.

In less than half an hour, the camp with 250,000 new troops with braided hair was bombed into a sea of fire.

"Quick! Fast! ”

"Send a telegram to the palace and ask for support!"

In this sea of fire, what can barely maintain order is around the general's tent at the Chinese army camp.

The braided general Shandai, the leader of the new army personally appointed by the Empress Dowager Cixi, led dozens of still alive personal soldiers, using his own accumulated treasure jade, to set up a small military camp outside the tent.

A military supernatural energy in his body that is comparable to the Qi Cultivation Realm was urged by him with all his might, and with the power of the Shangzang Camp Array, it was enough to make the main tent where he was located disappear for a short period of time, and temporarily obtain a small hiding place in this camp that had turned into a sea of fire.

"Report to your lordship, the telegraph, the telegraph is out of order!"

However, the reply of the pro-soldier made Zenyo's big face, blackened by the smoke around him, full of despair.

At this time, "Click! A loud bang from the direction of Beiping overpowered the explosion of incendiary bombs that were still falling around the camp, making Zendai can't help but look in the direction of the imperial city.

I saw that in the inner city of Beiping City, the 90-meter-high Daxiangguo Temple "Lafayette Tower" was smoking thick smoke, breaking directly from the middle and collapsing to the inner side of the imperial city.

The incomparably huge aerial beasts that the Westerners had recommended to him were suspended in the sky above the inner city of Beiping, constantly attacking downward.

The majestic braided palaces were reduced to ashes in the firelight; The splendid minister's mansions were reduced to ruins in the explosion.

"Why, how is there no warning!"

At this time, Shandai had been completely shocked by the sudden blow of the Taiping Society's army, and stood on the spot, looking at everything that happened in Beiping.

It was a long time before his mouth trembled and he said a sentence.

"I'm celebrating this, is this going to die?"

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