The Revolt of the Three Feudatories: All-in at the start in Beijing

Outside Pei County, Emperor Kangxi, who had been galloping all night, took off his gilded pointed helmet and looked at Pei County with a rather smug expression.

"Galdan, Galdan!"

"This time, I'm going to do the opposite. I'm leading my troops north; I refuse to believe there are still any soldiers left in the capital!"

Tong Guowei, the commander of the Bordered Yellow Banner, looked at the city wall of Pei County and saw only a few dozen regular soldiers, while the rest were civilians. He immediately revealed a cruel expression.

"Your Majesty, shall I attack and breach this city?"

"Let the boys vent their frustrations?"

The military's venting can be summed up in two words: massacre!

Emperor Kangxi glanced at Pei County, recalling his mishap there last year, and immediately gave an order with a gloomy expression.

"I'll give you the time it takes for an incense stick to burn!"

Upon hearing this, Tong Guowei was overjoyed and immediately knelt down on one knee.

"Your servant obeys!"

After Tong Guowei finished speaking, he began to mobilize troops. This time, Kangxi was accompanied by 15,000 Upper Three Banners troops and more than 5,000 bondservants.

These bondservants were a diverse group, including Mongols, Han Chinese, and Koreans, but they all shared one thing in common: they were skilled in horsemanship and archery. Tong Guowei temporarily took charge of these bondservants.

Although Pei County had reinforced its city walls, they were only six meters high, and the garrison inside the city consisted of only one captain. They were no match for the mounted archers of these bondservants.

When the first bondservant climbed the city wall using a simple wooden ladder, Pei County was declared breached.

"The Emperor has ordered the extermination of all Han Chinese!"

Upon seeing the city gates wide open, Tong Guowei shouted and charged into the city. The flag officer who was resisting in the street was trampled by the warhorse and vomited blood.

Before he died, this flag bearer turned his head to look at the streets of Pei County, stretched out his bloodied hand, and shouted with all his might.

"Run!"

But it was too late. How could two legs outrun four? And this was in the city, after all.

Although the number of people who migrated back to Pei County was less than a thousand, the area was already showing signs of prosperity. However, after only the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, it fell silent again.

The next day at noon, Liu Mu led 10,000 cavalrymen, riding two horses, past Pei County. Seeing the still-smoking city, he immediately sensed something was wrong.

Liu Mu wanted to go in and take a look, but he was forcibly suppressed and led his army to continue north. Judging from the hoofprints, he was a full day's journey away from Kangxi.

Moreover, Kangxi had made preparations in advance, with each soldier traveling light on two horses, preparing to plunder along the way north. If Liu Mu delayed even for a moment, the further away they would be.

After all, in the entire north, only large cities like Yanzhou had a garrison of 500 soldiers, while other small county governments had only 50 or 100 soldiers.

Both sides were running for their lives, and five days later, on the tenth day of the third month of 1876 in the Han Dynasty, Kangxi had arrived outside Yongding Gate.

Looking at the city gate where stalls were still being set up, Kangxi was filled with emotion. Two years ago, facing Galdan's desperate gamble, he had no choice but to evacuate Beijing.

Now he is also going all in, not knowing whether he can break through Beijing. If he can't capture Galdan, he can at least capture his wife and children and take revenge.

As they drew closer and saw that Yongding Gate was still open, Kangxi was overjoyed and drew his precious sword from his waist.

"The first to storm into Beijing will be rewarded with a double-eyed peacock feather and a yellow riding jacket, and personally bestowed the title of the First Baturu of the Great Qing!"

Almost immediately after Kangxi finished speaking, Tong Guowei led his personal guards out, and at that time they were only three miles away from the city gate.

I can't help but get excited. Now, Tu Hai and those princes are either dead in battle or have declared themselves kings. If we can take Beijing today, we can let Kangxi vent his anger.

He would then attain a position second only to the emperor, above all others.

In fact, Pan Feng, the commander of the Imperial City Guard, had already detected the approaching Eight Banners troops through the beacon towers.

The first thing they did was to bring the people into the city and post notices to reassure them. The message was simple: the Eight Banners Tartars had returned, and everyone needed to defend the city.

He then personally went to the palace and invited Liu Xin, the commander of the Imperial Guards, to lead the remaining eight hundred Imperial Guards to defend the city.

However, Liu Xin refused outright and gathered all the women of the harem at Deshengmen. He planned to take Liu Mu's family north to the grasslands if Beijing fell.

Neither of them was wrong. One was the commander of the Imperial City Guard, responsible for ensuring the safety of the capital, while the other was the commander of the emperor's personal guard, only concerned with protecting the emperor's family.

However, the result was that the troops were scattered. After all, the Imperial City Guard only had more than 800 men, and they were all armed with only cold weapons. Pan Feng had no choice but to close all the city gates.

The walls of Beijing were so tall that even making a ten-meter ladder would take a lot of time. Plus, each city gate had a hundred guards, which was more than enough!

Currently, only Yongding Gate remains open.

Seeing that the vegetable farmers and small vendors were reluctant to part with even a single vegetable leaf or a small toy, causing chaos at the city gate, Pan Feng could no longer tolerate it.

"push!"

"Anyone who dares to block the city gate again, throw them all out!"

Since they don't want to go into the city, they might as well die. The deaths of a few hundred people and nearly half a million people in the capital are worthwhile.

Just as a soldier from the Imperial City Guard was about to push an old farmer away, a thin man with a black mole on the corner of his mouth lay down on the ground, his face bleeding from who knows where, looking pitiful.

"Ouch!"

"The soldiers are killing people! The Han army is killing people!"

"Everyone, resist!"

"We absolutely cannot let them leave!"

Pan Feng had recently captured a lot of Eight Banners bondservants, and this smelled just right. He stepped forward and kicked the man out of the city gate, while shouting at the other Imperial City Guard soldiers.

"Hurry up and push!"

"Do you want to be killed by the Eight Banners soldiers?"

The soldiers of the Imperial City Guard were all strong and healthy. The mere three or four hundred vegetable farmers were quickly forced out of the city gate, and the heavy gate slammed shut with a bang.

Seeing this, Tong Guowei went mad, because he was only sixty paces from the city gate, almost within reach of his warhorse at top speed. Now that the city gate was closed, all his thoughts were in vain, so he gave the order directly.

"Kill them. Kill them all!"

Tong Guowei's personal guards were equally enraged, and they rode forward one by one, slashing at anyone they saw.

The man with the mole became excited when he saw Tong Guowei and immediately opened his arms.

This is his master, the master he has been thinking about day and night.

For a lackey to be unable to be a lackey for even a day is a form of torture, one that ordinary people cannot comprehend.

puff! ! !

As a result, his expression and exaggerated running and embracing posture disgusted Tong Guowei's personal guards, who immediately slit his throat.

In fact, this attitude was normal in the eyes of the other servants, which is why they let the man with the mole go and allowed him to pounce on Tong Guowei.

However, in the eyes of Tong Guowei's personal guards, it was abnormal for him to make such a statement on such a bloody battlefield, since they were all ordinary bannermen.

The man with the mole lay in a pool of blood, his dazed eyes still fixed on Tong Guowei; he wanted to say something.

"Master!"

"Have you forgotten Xiao Jingzi from Xizhimen?"