Chapter 534: Thinking about unscrupulous plans...

"Damn, can this be called war?" Wu Peng, the commander of the First Regiment of the Cavalry Division, had never closed his mouth since the first round of artillery attacks. His throat was enough to allow a weasel to wander around the back and forth.

"This is the damn thing, war." Wu Di, the commander of the cavalry division, simply sat on the small earthbowl, muttering a slight military cigarette in his mouth, with envy and pride on his face. "This is our army, our artillery, look at this formation, it is like it is about to collapse the sky. Where can we go in the world?"

Wu Peng slapped his thigh and smiled: "Now, I really believe that Young Master Liang can overthrow the Qing Dynasty and burn the capital to the naked land."

"Bao, why do you become less and less sensible when you talk about it? I said, "Mr., this Beijing city is a cultural relic at least. We said that the Qingting has been in operation for more than a hundred years. I don't know how many cultural and artistic masterpieces of our Chinese nation have been plundered. If you really want to burn them all, it's really..." Next to it, Li Zhengdao was muttering cigarettes and sat on the ground with no image. "Unless he had to do so, he would really not want to destroy this Beijing city."

"Just, aren't it just a few broken paintings?" Wu Peng said, "Li Zhengdao and Wu Ping were so careless. He rolled his eyes. Wu Ping reached out and directly raised his hand to Wu Peng's forehead. "Damn, a few broken paintings?! Do you know, that is the essence that our Han people have finally passed down. Tang, Song, Yuan and Ming dynasties were probably even Qin and Han ancient artifacts. If they were destroyed, it would be more than just a pity. You kid didn't like reading back then, but now you have learned cultural courses for almost a year, why are you still like this?"

"Okay, just say it's you, but say it's you. I'm unlucky. I'm shut up, right?" Wu Peng rubbed his head, looking unlucky.

"Hehe, you kid, forget it, I'm too lazy to talk to you. When I go back to Jeju Island, I will sue your mother and ask your mother to pick you up." Wu Ping was so happy.

"Oh my good brother, don't, I'm wrong, no, just because I'm wrong? Don't complain to my mother." Wu Peng was rampant outside, but he was really a filial son. No one was afraid of me, just because I was afraid that my mother would stare at me. When he heard that Wu Pingtie was like this, he was immediately disgusted.

"The mission was completed in one hour, twenty-eight minutes and fifty seconds. Chaoyang Gate and Dongzhi Gate have been completely destroyed by our artillery brigade." Brother Li Pao stood in front of Liang Pengfei, and reported loudly with his head held high and his chest raised.

"Okay, it's not bad, a little faster than I expected. But how about our ammunition consumption?" Liang Pengfei looked at the two city gates that had been flattened with satisfaction. Fortunately, he finally didn't have to write in a variety of ways or horizontal way when writing his name.

"Don't worry, young master, there is still ammunition enough. It's all the best to level the nine and seven inside and seven inside the Beijing city, and the four full sets of the imperial seven forbidden city." Brother Li Pao boasted with a proud and complacent expression.

"You are so proud, you must do the same thing. Do you still let the cavalry division do things, do you let our army do it?" Liang Shuisheng next to him bulged his eyes, with a look of jealousy.

"Hey, you little Shuisheng, look at what you said. Is Brother Pao not the Army's work?" Brother Pao smiled at Liang Shuisheng with a slight smile. No matter how you look at it, he is a man who deserves a beating.

"Oh, I said, "You Old Pao, the market is really rising. I will bring my brothers here tomorrow. If our Marine Corps is off the ship, we won't be an army?" The martial arts next to me were afraid that the world would not be in chaos.

"Okay, okay, you are not allowed to fart. Look at you, one or two are either division commanders or brigade commanders, and they are still unchanged. They are like fucking gangsters and gangsters, and they just talk swear words. Is this a good thing? You are soldiers, and the soldiers of my Chinese nation." Liang Pengfei raised his face and scolded these unlucky guys who were chattering in front of him.

Next to him, Wang Jing, Sun Shijie and others looked dark. "I'm afraid that sir, are you talking about him?" Ni Ming murmured in a low voice, which made Wang Jing almost burst into laughter.

"What's wrong, Staff Officer Wang, what do you want to say?" Liang Pengfei turned his face and shouted to Wang Jing.

"Report, the hot air balloon has been prepared. I want to ask when will it be ready to take off the air." Wang Jing quickly put away his laughing face and replied loudly.

Liang Pengfei looked at the Beijing city, thought about it, shook his head and said, "Don't let it go for the time being, wait."

"Why?!"

"There are too few audiences. It's boring to let it go now. Let's talk about it when the reinforcements from the Qingting arrived." Liang Pengfei smiled. "This capital is the big stage for my Liang family army to perform. The more audiences, the easier it is to sing our big show!"

"...The soldiers at Chaoyang Gate suffered heavy casualties. Less than 30% of those who could escape the shelling. More than 2,000 soldiers in the yellow were buried under the cannon fire. Many servants died." Hengrui lay on the ground, with a snot and tears in his nose. There were no known how many holes were broken in the cotton armor on his body, and when the tassels on the helmet were peeled away. There were still a few blood scabs that had already condensed on his face. He said that the miserable one was as miserable as possible.

Qianlong's fingers gently tapped on the gilded dragon chair armrest, looking at Hengshun, who was not much better than the beggar's costume, in fact, not long after the Chaoyang Gate was reimbursed, the Chaoyang Gate's losses had already been reported to Qianlong's desk.

The civil and military officials who were also standing in the hall were honestly bowing their eyebrows. Today's artillery fire not only flattened the two city gates, but also retracted the arrogance of these Beijing officials who were usually in charge of being arrogant and retracted back to their anus. There were hidden worries and sorrows between the eyebrows and eyes.

"Yimian!" After Qianlong pondered for a while, he ignored Hengrui and set his eyes on Yimian who was guarding Dongzhimen next to him. Yimian and the chieftain of the White Flag, Qichen, also knelt in front of the steps.

"Slave is here." The armor on his body was still intact, but he was so gray that he looked not much better than Hengrui.

"The soldiers of Dongzhimen were not injured or killed, right?" Qianlong asked lightly.

"The soldiers guarding Dongzhimen did not suffer any casualties. When I saw the Liang thief cannons storm the Chaoyang Gate, the power collapsed and the earth was broken, but my Qing Dynasty cannon could not be hit. I didn't want my Qing Dynasty soldiers to be gone so unknown, together with the Dongzhimen, so I ordered the city tower to be removed. If the Liang thief destroys the city tower and wants to attack the city, the soldiers can also rush up to defend and fight with the bandits in time." Yimian's head was buried in his armor skirt.

The face of the chief Qichen next to him was also gray and gray. Not only did he scare the cannon fire that day and earth were broken, but he was also afraid that Qianlong would kill the guys who escaped in the face of trouble. So, he discussed this answer with Yimian.

But after Qianlong heard Yimian's answer, Qianlong stopped talking for a long time, and the two of them felt as if they had dozens of small drums in their hearts, and kept ringing.

"Hengrui, you led your soldiers to guard Chaoyang Gate to the death. You did a good job and rewarded the double-eyed peach feathers and a thousand taels of silver. All the soldiers who fell into battle will be given a pension. Yimian, Qichen, you two can stay in trouble and protect the lives of the soldiers. They are actually the ministers of the country. They rewarded the single-eyed peach feathers and a thousand taels of silver..." Qianlong finally spoke slowly after half a day.

These three finally breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts. In a very happy mood, they kowtowed and expressed their loyalty and gratitude.

"Hengrui, I promise you to go back to the mansion to recuperate first. After the injury is healed, you will enter the court to listen. I hope you can take good care of your health, continue to serve your family and country, and protect our Qing Dynasty."

"A servant is not enough to repay the emperor's kindness. Long live, long live, long live!" After Hengrui, who was about to get up, heard Qianlong's gentle words to comfort him, tears flowed and he kowtowed a few times. Then, with the support of two eunuchs, he left the hall.

"The Liang thieves are powerful. I wonder what good plans are there to defeat the enemy?" After Qianlong's policing commander, he rubbed his eyebrows and asked the ministers standing in front of the steps.

The civil and military officials present were all mute, looking at the nose, looking at the heart, listening with their ears, but no one was willing to speak out. Seeing that Qianlong gritted his teeth, if he hadn't been concerned about his emperor's majesty, he would have kicked out all the bastards who always think that he was the best military general in the world.

"Why don't you say anything? Are you not listening clearly what I said?" Qianlong snorted coldly with his nose and shouted.

"I have a memorial." Song Yun, the Minister of Works, saw Qianlong's eyes swinging around and quickly stood up.

"It's Songjun, let's talk, what good advice do you have?" Qianlong asked with a faint smile on his face. Everyone's eyes focused on the Minister of Works, who was born in the Mongolian Zhenglan Banner, and he felt relieved and finally had a step forward.

"Please cast a cannon!" Song Yun replied loudly. "Your Majesty, I think that our Qing Dynasty has many soldiers and generals, and its national strength is unprecedented. Now, a small Liang thief has bullied him into the capital. It is because he is good at using firearms and has no authorization. However, my Qing Dynasty regards bows, horses and archery as the best. If we talk about maneuvers, the thief is not as good as my Qing Dynasty. However, the advantage of its firearms is not the enemy of bows and horses. The Liang thief uses long attacks to defeat our Qing Dynasty for the time being..."

"... I thought that the range of artillery in the Qing Dynasty is not very long, so I was humiliated by the destruction of the sect. Therefore, I asked to cast the cannon."

Song Yun's words made the civil and military officials present nodded frequently. Today, the Liang family army's artillery was severely abused, but he could not even fire a cannon. Such a thing was really a shame that had never been seen since the founding of the Qing Dynasty.
Chapter completed!