Become the emperor of the Qing Dynasty, Chongzhen!

Chapter 442
Being a prisoner, if the treatment is okay, if you don't suffer any inhumane abuse, and the person's mind is fairly tough, then it will be very helpful for mental growth.

Driven by the desire to survive, Fulin quickly became sensible after the sudden change.

He was even more aware of his own situation.

After all, there are characters in a situation quite similar to him in the popular novel Romance of the Three Kingdoms.

And not just one.

And Fulin didn't have too much contact with the war, and he didn't know much about the strength comparison between the Eight Banners and the Black Banners. He only knew that the Eight Banners were not as good as the Black Banners, so they were beaten back and forth.

But in his heart, the Eight Banners can still compete with the Black Flag.

Otherwise, the Black Banners should annex the Eight Banners instead of coexisting with the Eight Banners in the capital.

This allowed Fulin to equate his own safety with the Eight Banners to a certain extent.

After all, you are your own family, so how can you not value yourself?
With the Eight Banners restraining the Black Flag, he can keep his position securely, and only by keeping his position can he stay alive.

But now that the Eight Banners were about to leave, Fulin was naturally panicked.

He sent eunuchs under his command to run around and write letters to retain the kings and ministers of the Eight Banners.

But the final reply was yes.

"Khan is surrounded by King Nikan, Boluobeile, and Yuelebeile, which is enough to protect him."

This made Fulin frightened and annoyed, and turned pale and exclaimed.

"Baqi really want to abandon me!?"

And when he was yelling, a pair of eyes were fixed on the location of the imperial city.

Dorgon felt that he felt Fulin's panic.

When the Eight Banners wanted to leave the capital, they did not consider the feelings of their Khan and the emperor at all. The departure of the Eight Banners from the capital basically meant abandoning the Qing government and turning to splitting the land.

Although there was a possibility of rebellion and the establishment of a Qing emperor again, the orthodoxy was handed over.

Therefore, Dorgon felt that he couldn't go anymore.

He was standing on the roof, and after entering the courtyard, a Baijia Qiding knelt down and shouted at him: "My lord, the chariot has already left the city, and the people in the palace have all moved to the west of the city. Once our people leave, The savage is going to the palace immediately."

"Let's spread the word."

"The word back to the prince has spread, and the people who gave it to other flags also said the same. The prince has already left the city with the carriage, and the affairs of the white flag will be handled by Suke Sahazhangjing."

"Did the other flags say anything?"

"Okay, go get ready."

"Whoo."

After waving his hand, Dorgon also walked slowly down the stairs and went down the room, his gaze was somewhat dead as he walked towards the interior of the small courtyard where he was.

"If there are no accidents, don't bother me before the ugly time."

The migratory teams of the Eight Banners will soon be scattered throughout the customs, and the Han Eight Banners, which have no barriers to communication with the Han people at the local level, will soon be very clearly separated from the Manchu and Mongolian groups among the Eight Banners.

Soon the Manchu and Mongolian ethnic groups will live together as a minority in the local area.

The future looks bleak.

Dorgon didn't take that long-term view.

He only knows that he cannot leave this place, the core of power, the supreme symbol, and in his worldview, the pinnacle of the entire world.

So after sitting cross-legged in front of the small altar in the courtyard until Choushi, he tried his best to put on the armor, beat his numb legs, and walked out of the small courtyard slowly.

At this time, under the moonlight, soldiers in black armor had already gathered outside.

In the darkness, only the prince serving beside Dorgon dragged a swaying oil lamp in his hand, and the firelight hit Dorgon's face, making the grim smile on his haggard face extra ferocious.

"Welcome the Great Khan tonight and kill Uert, the head of the barbarian chieftain. No matter whether it is successful or not, this king is worthy of the first emperor and the great ancestor. When historians compile it in the future, there must be something that this king and you all have tonight!"

It's useless to say more, and those who can be dispatched by Dorgon at this time are either cronies, former hardcore anti-gangsters, and imperial power fanatics who have been clamoring to rescue Fulin.

With a wave of his hand, the people in the yard immediately became active.

200 people, divided into two teams, each left the yard from the small gate.

Because it is the day of defense handover, the defense is handed over according to the city.

And the Gulou Hutong in the urban area of ​​Daxing County where these 200 people are located is still in the defense zone of the Eight Banners. Han people were also stopped by black flags and were not allowed to enter.

Originally, the black flag was supposed to be stationed today, but in the early hours of the morning, Dorgon led 100 people to walk among them without raising fire.

The centurion just walked without saying a word. After leaving the Gulou Hutong, they went straight to the admiral's office, and then went straight to the north of the imperial city via Di'anmen Street.

Gradually, the flames of the imperial city could be seen ahead.

"Spread out, and the explosives are ready."

"Whoo."

After exchanging in low voices, the centurion spread out, relying on the cover of Hei Jia, Ye Shi and the buildings on both sides of the avenue, and rushed to the small gate of the city wall east of Di'anmen in the imperial city!

The imperial city was jointly guarded by the Black Banner and the Black Banner Army. Although the Black Banner Army above the small gate was vigilant, they didn't find them until Dorgon and his party broke away from the cover of the building and rushed towards the city wall in the dark!

The sound of the gong rang, and the surrounding Black Banner Army and Xianghei Banner heard it, and immediately passed the news quickly, and gathered towards the small gate of Di'anmen!
The top immediately opened fire on the scattered crowd below the room.

But there were few defenders, and it was difficult to gather for a while, so a group of Hei Jia Ba Banners rushed to the small gate!The dynamite pack was lit!
"boom!!"

The sky-shaking loud noise swayed in the night!

The city was shaken!

Dorgon, who was shocked by the extremely violent explosion, felt that his soul had been separated from his body!
The method of making the black blunderbuss and the steel forging method of making the thunder cannon can't be matched, but the method of making the explosive pack can still be obtained, and the explosive pack ordered by Dorgon is extraordinarily large.

"Back! Back!"

The small door was blown open, and even the Heijia Eight Banners that were sent with explosives were blown away!
But Dorgon called for his soldiers to retreat!

The main force stationed in the imperial city is rushing to the north of the city at this time!Only a small number of soldiers were left on all sides to continue guarding the city wall!

That's right now!Huangcheng Dongchang Hutong, where Xiangbai Banners were originally stationed, has already gathered a hundred Heijia Baqi Banners in one of the small courtyards, and waited until the last person came out of the tunnel!They went straight to the east wall of the imperial city!

Soon, it was another wicket warning!
But this time, there was no way to quickly gather the defenders on the walls and inside the walls!
Stick the dynamite pack on the wicket!The second loud bang resounded in the night, and could be heard in the general's office in the south of the city.

Zhu Youjian was already wearing armor, the surrounding soldiers were running around, the black flag in the south of the city was gathering troops, and the vanguard had already moved towards the imperial city, and soon there would be a fast horse reporting the current situation of the imperial city.

At this time, Zhu Youjian was curious and emotional.

The black flag's troops stationed in the imperial city are not small, and the south of the city can provide support at any time, so it cannot be won without a tough battle.

If nothing else happened, the assailant might not even be able to touch the Meridian Gate, let alone see Fulin's face.

"The Eight Banners in the western part of Beicheng should be on guard. Don't conflict with them. Ba Duli, you should lead the black guards to Anhua Temple to protect the princess as soon as possible! Pearl!"

Nalan Mingzhu, who was wearing armor and holding a knife card, stepped forward and knelt down: "The servant is here!"

"Prepare the horse!"

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