Beijing.

On the streets of Deshengmen, a group of Mongols proudly steered their horses forward, and on both sides were countless idle and bored bannermen, pointing and looking at these fellows in dirty leather robes.

"That's what the demon did?"

Behind the Eight Banners infantry belonging to the Nine Gate Admiral's Yamen, a middle-aged man wearing a gorgeous robe and a small official hat that did not match his head pointed ahead with a horsewhip in his hand and said.

In the direction he pointed, it was the rebuilt imperial city wall, this section of the city wall that was blown down by the Xishiku explosion has been repaired, after all, this thing is there for more than one day, it is one more day to hit Qianlong in the face, but the new city wall and the old city wall can not be mixed together so quickly after all, from the appearance of the new city bricks and the old city bricks can be seen at a glance between the stubble between the new city bricks and the old city bricks, but the result looks very eye-catching, including the completely rebuilt Xi'an Gate Tower is also significantly different from the other gates. However, although the city wall was rebuilt, the ruins outside the city, including Prince Zhuang's palace and several hutongs, were not rebuilt, which cleared the ruins and left a large open space, and the overgrown wild grass made it like a scar in the imperial city of Beijing, telling the cruelty and viciousness of the demon.

Not only that, but many of the overburned parts of the city have not been rebuilt.

After all, Qianlong is now financially tight.

It would be good if he could rebuild the burned buildings in the palace, like the burned palaces and temples outside the imperial city, he would take care of it himself, so although three years have passed, you can still see the traces of Yang Feng's wreaking havoc.

"An army of more than 100,000 people, let a demon do it like this in his own home, and Zhongtang, Taizu Taizong's spirit in the sky can't rest in peace!"

The middle-aged man said with emotion.

Next to him, the white chubby and Zhongtang smiled awkwardly.

"Lord Wang, let's hurry up and enter the palace!"

He could only say with a smile.

"Don't be afraid, with us, the Qing Dynasty can't die!"

The middle-aged man patted him on the shoulder and said heroically.

"Sunit Mongolian warriors, tell Hezhongtang, are you the group of wastes in the Horqin grassland?"

He shouted back.

Behind him immediately burst into unbridled laughter.

And Nakado smiled awkwardly.

In addition to these people, there are also 3,000 Mongol cavalry of the Sunit Right Wing Banner who are stationed outside Beijing, and not only the cavalry of the Sunit Division, Khalkha, Abaga, Uzhumuqin and other divisions are moving south, since the defeat of the Korqin Division, the princes of Mongolia in the outer domain continue to serve as the saviors of the Manchu Dynasty. In order to deal with the imminent attack of the Holy Sect Army, Qianlong is doing his best to loot the available army, even the Tushetu and Chechen Khans of Outer Mongolia have been invited, of course, the reason for inviting them to come is definitely not that the Qing Dynasty was beaten by the demon and could not find the north, Qianlong did not want to be so embarrassed, but Qianlong celebrated his 80th birthday this year, and they all had to come as foreign vassal ministers.

And they are willing to come, too.

Yang Feng's perverse policies gave Qianlong great help, and under the encouragement of those special people trusted by the Mongols, the Mongolian princes were embarking on a journey of demon punishment without hesitation......

The main thing, of course, is to get rich.

Needless to say, what it means to go to war.

It is said that the Mongolian princes are also very poor in these years, before the monk Lingqin inherited the king of the county, the family is also a Taiji, and they have been reduced to the point of grazing for others, you can imagine how poor they are, these nomads have no possibility of living a good life by grazing at all, in this era, there is no dairy industry and no refrigeration technology, how many cattle and sheep they graze can only sell a piece of skin in the end, and the backwardness of veterinary technology makes them possible to go bankrupt at any time, they want to make a fortune only to go out to play south. But the chains of the Manchu Qing Dynasty are on them, and they have no way to get out, and even grazing has to be within the limit! Now it's okay, Qianlong invited them to come, and invited them to do a great job in this Han people's flower world.

Don't hurry up yet?

Driven by interests, encouraged by people in the back, and welcomed by the Manchus in the front, the entire grassland was as excited as if it had been beaten with blood at this time.

"Let's go, see the emperor!"

Che Linggunbu said disrespectfully with a flick of his horsewhip.

At this time, a large number of Qing soldiers lined up and walked through the intersection in front of them, and the old Eight Banners Army, this group of Qing soldiers all wore uniform yellow horse coat uniforms, wearing big fat pants underneath, with a big hat on their heads, carrying a flintlock pistol with bayonets on their shoulders, crossed diagonal shoulder straps left and right, and the number in the circle on the chest was the number, which looked like a Huai army changing vests, several officers on horseback were on the side, and there were actually red-haired people among these officers, and the team lined up in four columns was like a forest of bayonets, and a steady stream passed through the street in front of them. There was even a squad of artillery in the middle, dragging one cannon after another with horses and carts.

"What is this?"

Che Linggunbu said in amazement.

"Lord Wang, this is the Jianrui Battalion Musket Team, which is preparing to go to the Old Summer Palace to make arrangements, this is newly formed by the Shengshang, hired people from the red-haired country for training, it is said that the demon's army is also like this, Anhui's regimental training is also looking for red-haired people to train, and they are not inferior to those demons on the battlefield, and even defeated the demons in Huzhou and Zhejiang! The saint is ready to train an army of hundreds of thousands, and when the time comes, no matter how big the demon is, he will not be able to turn the sky upside down. ”

He Shen said.

This is indeed a newly formed foreign gun team.

After Liu Yong arrived in Yangzhou, he immediately understood that if he wanted to keep the Qing Dynasty, it would never work if he didn't play this, and there was no hope for relying on the previous Eight Banners and Green Battalion, so he immediately gave Qianlong a recital, in which he listed the achievements of the Anhui regimental training and the Zhejiang regimental training on the battlefield with foreign guns, and by the way, a group of Portuguese mercenaries and 2,000 flintlock pistols trained by the Yangzhou regiment were sent to Qianlong. Qianlong, who was beaten by Yang Feng and was looking for a life-saving straw, immediately grabbed this straw, and then selected 2,000 people from the most elite Jianrui battalion to form the Eight Banners Musket Team, and the munitions factory in Beijing also began to imitate the new flintlock pistol, which was deliberately shown first to scare Che Linggunbu, after all, these Mongols could not be too arrogant, the Qing Dynasty could not do without them at this time, but they also had to know that they were the courtiers of the Qing Dynasty after all.

"It's inexplicable that the Eight Banners Warriors don't play bow horses but learn what demons and red-haired people are!"

Che Ling Gunbu said disdainfully.

At this time, the front of the two thousand musketeers finally finished, accompanied by He Shen, he took his entourage to ride a horse and continue to move forward, because they needed to go through the main gate to enter the palace to meet Qianlong, so they turned to Xuanwumen Inner Street forward, just when they were about to turn to West Chang'an Street, a large number of young people suddenly walked in from Xuanwumen, and they were holding various weapons in their hands, led by several old men in white robes, and a big flag behind them had four big characters on it, "Fuqing and Destroy Demons"!

"Who is this?"

Che Linggunbu said in horror.

You must know that this is the inner city of Beijing, and no one is allowed to enter without permission except for the flag people, let alone swaggering through the city with weapons.

"This is the courage of Niu Street."

He Shen said busily.

"The demon is perverse, the loyal and righteous people of the Qing Dynasty all hate it, and the people of Niujie petition to the Holy Lord by their elders to contribute to the court, Your Majesty Longyan is happy, so they are allowed to ask, and they are allowed to enter the inner city for activities, they are showing their loyalty to the emperor! Moreover, these righteous people will also send people to Gansu to tell the people there to put the overall situation first, give up confrontation with the imperial court, and obey the will of the Holy God to jointly destroy the demon. ”

He Shen said with a smile.

"Are they so obedient?"

Che Linggunbu said in amazement.

"The prince doesn't know, these people have no other choice!"

He Shen said with an expression of Zhizhu in his hand.

"Then you have to be careful, there will be endless troubles with them!"

Che Linggunbu said.

"Lord Wang, it's just cannon fodder!"

He Shen said.

"Humph!"

Che Ling Gunbu didn't say anything more, rode his horse straight to the West Chang'an Gate, and after entering the city gate, he saw a middle-aged man wearing a duke's official uniform walking in under a large group of civil officials and green insects in the East Chang'an Gate opposite.

"It's these guys again, ruined in their hands early in the morning and evening!"

Che Ling Gunbu said disdainfully.

"Lord Wang, let's go over and meet?"

He Shen said with a smiling face.

"This king is the king of the county, he is a duke, he should come over to give this king a salute, he was just a slave of our family back then, how can there be a master to see a slave!"

Che Linggunbu said proudly.

He Shen had no choice but to stop with him, and then dismounted and shouted at the other side from afar: "Yan Shenggong, don't come to harm!" ”

In fact, he is also a first-class duke.

On the opposite side is Kong Xianpei, who also entered Beijing to congratulate Qianlong on his birthday, this Lord Yan Shenggong straightened the Tartar version of the official hat on his head, adjusted the Tartar version of the official uniform on his body, and walked quickly to Che Linggunbu Ma, shook the pigtail behind his head and hit Qian'er and said: "Xiaguan Kong Xianpei has seen the prince, may the prince's army be victorious and sweep away the demons as soon as possible, and return me to the prosperous Qing Dynasty!" ”

"Get up, you're a general sensibility."

Che Linggunbu said with satisfaction.

Kong Xianpei hurriedly greeted He Shen again, the etiquette of their level is very troublesome, all kinds of procedures are indispensable, it is absolutely impossible to do it for a few minutes, at the same time, the officials behind him also stepped forward to salute Che Linggunbu, Che Linggunbu sat on the horse, and enjoyed the etiquette of these Hanlin people very proudly. Originally, he didn't have much power as a prince of Mongolia, and even if he entered the court, he had to tie up with these officials in the court, especially those like He Shen, who leaned towards the government and the opposition, and he could abolish Qianlong at any time, but now it is different, he is here to act as a savior for these people, so naturally he will inevitably be arrogant, like Kong Xianpei, who is looking forward to the Mongolian cavalry going south day and night! To the south of Qufu are the Shandong saints who are resurrecting.

In the distance, a group of eunuchs waiting for them in front of the Tianan Gate watched this scene expressionlessly.

"This is really a gathering of demons!"

One of the little eunuchs spoke slowly in a voice that only he could hear.