You can't only love the Qing Dynasty when you're eating the fruits of others' labor.

Chapter 371 Trinity Draw
Shengjing, the city gates are tightly closed.

The city's garrison consisted of only two thousand bannermen, while more than thirty thousand elderly, weak, women, and children from the Eight Banners took up swords and spears and climbed the city walls to make up the numbers.

outside the city.

The central command tent of the Allied Forces.

"Report! Duke Choerji of Khorchin has led 1 cavalry and is already 10 li away."

"Report! 500 Goryeo matchlock musketeers have arrived outside the camp."

"Report! Liu Guoxuan's fleet, carrying grain, has sailed upstream along the river and anchored about 5 miles away."

Good news keeps coming.

Jiang Qingyun frowned: "Is there any news from the Chahar tribe?"

"No."

"Understood, you go down."

Jiang Qingyun stood up and stared at the map inside the tent, thinking to himself, "It seems that my sworn brother has never forgotten his duty to restore the Golden Family."

……

The father of the deposed Empress Shunzhi, the Duke of Khorchin, Choerji, removed his sword, entered the tent barehanded, and with a voice as loud as a bell, his eyes were respectful.

"Chorji pays his respects to the Grand Secretary."

"No courtesy, sit down."

Jiang Qingyun sat on the throne, smiling as he looked at this old acquaintance from the capital.

"Chorji, you and I became friends after a fight, and that misunderstanding back then is nothing to worry about. Come, prepare a banquet, I will give Khan Chorji a welcome feast."

"what?"

Choerji was stunned.

"The Horqin Grassland needs an old friend to oversee it, and I want to support you in becoming the Khan of Horqin."

“Chief Minister, the Khorchin has four divisions and ten banners. I am only the leader of the Right Wing Rear Banner. I am afraid I cannot command the respect of the people.”

"With the imperial court backing you up, anyone who dares to disobey will be met with immediate military action."

"Thank you, Chief Minister."

Choerji was moved to tears and kowtowed again.

"In the past, Genghis Khan appointed the Khorchin Guards, and I hope that the Khorchin today can also become my loyal guards. There is one thing I need to remind you: after unifying the banners, the Khan's City will be located in Tongliao."

"Please rest assured, Grand Secretary, the Khorchin people will remain loyal for generations to come."

After this drinking session, Jiang Qingyun gained another "temporarily reliable" political ally.

……

The morale of the allied forces was high, but an indescribable sense of oppression permeated the camp of the Flag Guards who had just been ordered to arrive.

The rabbit dies and the fox is sad.

From Shanhaiguan onwards, the Banner Guards have been killing their own kind.

After arriving in Shengjing, rumors spread that the Grand Secretary intended to massacre the city.

The more than 10,000 Banner Guards were filled with conflicting emotions. Even Liu Lu, a newcomer to the Banner system, sighed and lamented, feeling a sense of shared regret.

Shengjing, after all, is the spiritual home of the Eight Banners.
suddenly~
A messenger entered the camp.

Shout loudly:

"The Grand Secretary has ordered that the Banner Guards send men to persuade Shengjing to surrender, and that they may be given a chance."

Instantly, the camp erupted in excitement.

Everyone was moved to tears and shouted in unison, "Long live the leader!"

Love and respect need no further explanation.

A steel-willed leader who consistently maintained a tough stance but occasionally revealed a tender side was practically a god in the eyes of all the Eight Banners.

……

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, several flag guards volunteered to approach the walls of Shengjing with white flags, and entered the city in baskets left by the guards, actively trying to persuade them to surrender.

"Manchus do not kill Manchus." Liu Lu said, "Gentlemen, the leader asked me to pass on a message to Shengjing."

"You traitor."

Faced with the insults, Liu Lu remained calm, put his hands on his hips, and glared at them.

"I'm not a traitor."

"You are a traitor!"

“My wife is a Manchu, I have already registered as a Manchu, my surname is Guarjia, I live in Mule and Horse Alley in the inner city, I eat Sachima, and I wear a mandarin jacket.”

Everyone was speechless.

"This is a letter written in the leader's own handwriting."

"Bring it here."

When everyone opened it and saw it, they were instantly shocked.

"Sanyi draw??"

Not only were the Manchu bannermen of Shengjing dumbfounded, but even the banner guards who came to persuade them to surrender were stunned.

Liu Lu quickly snatched the letter of surrender. Sure enough, it read:

If Shengjing surrenders, the massacre of the city can be avoided, but punishment is inevitable. After surrendering, the three-thirds will be executed!

Those who survived were exiled to the Heilongjiang River basin and served as garrison soldiers alongside Sharhuda. From then on, they guarded the border for generations, driving out the Rakshasa demons and protecting their ancestral land.

The Prime Minister is truly an iron-willed leader!

Liu Lu took a deep breath and looked at the angry Manchu people of Shengjing around him.

"When the Eight Banners entered the pass, how many cities did you massacre? How many people did you kill?"

"What? You're allowed to massacre a city, but we're not? Let me tell you, if it weren't for the old Eight Banners men's earnest persuasion, the leader was originally planning to use Shengjing as a slaughterhouse."

"Thirty percent will die if you surrender! The whole city will die if you don't! You guys decide for yourselves, don't be so shameless, you bunch of worthless cowards."

The eyes of the crowd dimmed.

Yes, if we don't surrender, the whole city will die!
……

outside the city.

Under a particularly conspicuous banner, Jiang Qingyun chatted and laughed with the governors and generals around him.

From Confucian and Mencian teachings to the weather outside the Great Wall.

From principles of governance to the Eight Great Hutongs.

Everyone marveled at how Chiang Kai-shek's heart was made of steel and how remarkable his mental fortitude was, as if the scene before them was not a battlefield but a hunting ground.

In reality, Jiang Qingyun didn't care about the outcome of persuading him to surrender.

There are only two possible outcomes.

First, if persuasion to surrender fails, attack the city! Massacre the city! The massacre is a matter of course, and even the Banner Guards will not hold a grudge against you.

Second, if the persuasion to surrender is successful, Shengjing can be captured without bloodshed, greatly reducing the logistical pressure!
"Grand Secretary, someone from Shengjing has arrived."

Sichuan Governor Wang Jinbao offered this reminder.

A group of people approached from afar. When they were a hundred feet away from the banner, they collectively removed their armor and weapons, walked over barehanded, and knelt down with a thud.

"Shengjing surrenders!"

In this situation, the Allied officers and soldiers breathed a sigh of relief, finally relieved that they would no longer have to bleed.

Jiang Qingyun was the only one who was slightly disappointed!
I felt a deep sense of regret for missing an opportunity to emulate the tyrants of antiquity.

"Have you all understood the conditions for surrendering?"

"Whoo."

"Then let's go back. Within half an hour, everyone must leave the city bare-handed and prepare to be slaughtered by the Three Ones."

"Whoo."

Jiang Qingyun glanced behind him a few times.

"Chief assistant?"

"Has Sharhuda's nephew arrived?"

……

Less than 15 minutes.

The gates of Shengjing City were wide open.

Allied soldiers were on high alert, with matchlocks lit, arrows nocked, swords drawn, cannons aimed, and cavalry mounted, to prevent the enemy from feigning surrender.

Must be on guard!

Jiang Qingyun opened the telescope.

In the footage, a group of shirtless flag bearers walked out in a line with their heads hanging down.

group!
Another group!
First, the soldiers left the city, followed by the elderly, women, and children. Everyone left the city and went to the designated area, where they sat down in complete silence.

The whole process took more than half an hour.

It is said that once a person reaches ten thousand, there is no end in sight.

The scene was suffocatingly crowded with people.

A terrifying thought crossed everyone's mind: what if that damned Chief Minister Chiang suddenly roared: "Kill them all!"
……

As it turns out, although Chiang Kai-shek acted like a human at times, his private morality still shone brightly in the 17th century, a time of cultural stagnation.

The three-way draw was carried out solely by the Baoding New Army.

Officer: "You, move forward."

A group of numb Manchus obediently stood up, took heavy steps, and walked out of the crowd with their dirty braids.

"You, stand in a line!"

"Squat down!"

"Each person should count off in turn, repeating the count: one, two, three, one, two, three."

"Those who report for duty, come out and face your death. Don't drag your companions down with you."

"start!"

(End of this chapter)