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

The dark clouds look a lot like Consort Hulan from the TV series.

There is a natural, refreshing beauty and an air of purity that has touched Galdan's heart, but what is most important about Wuyun is its lineage from the Golden Family.

Although Galdan was also a Borjigin, he was a descendant of Esen, the Taishi of the Oirat Mongols, and belonged to the Golden Family as a retainer or servant.

Although most nomadic tribes in Central Asia are ruled by strength, and Galdan, with his current power, could directly declare himself Khan, there is still some discontent among the people in the southern and northern desert regions.

If he marries Uyun, he will have the legitimacy to rule over all the Mongols, which would be a great thing.

However, Galdan still wanted to confirm, so he stepped forward and lifted Wuyun's chin, and the two looked at each other.

"Great, it's very moisturizing and beautiful!"

Which branch do you belong to?

Wuyun wasn't shy at all; he simply and openly put his hands on Galdan's shoulders!

"My grandfather was Ligdan Khan, and my father was his second son, Abunai, who was imprisoned in Beijing by the Manchu emperor!"

"I need you to save him!"

Galdan never expected that Uyun was actually a descendant of Ligdan Khan, so there were no obstacles for him to become the Great Khan of the Mongols.

As for saving his father-in-law, that was impossible. Even if they conquered Beijing, he would still die at the hands of Emperor Kangxi, including Ligdan Khan's two grandsons in Ulanqab.

"Rest assured, once my Dzungar army is fully assembled, we will march south to Beijing and rescue your father!"

After calming Wuyun down, Galdan looked at Fan Li beside him with a solemn expression.

"Tell your patriarch that I greatly appreciate this gift, but if you can find a skilled firearms maker, I will certainly bestow upon your Fan family a hereditary title!"

"He's just a craftsman who makes firearms. You can buy them anywhere with money." Fan Li was overjoyed upon hearing this and bowed as he left the hall.

"Wu Yun, you stay here in Guihua City. If you need anything or have any problems, just find my personal guards!"

Galdan, now a Living Buddha, suppressed his physical desires and walked away hastily after speaking. He declared that the Yellow Sect must be abolished and that he should convert to the Eternal Heaven!

At this time, in Guihua City, besides the three thousand Mongol soldiers, there were also two or three thousand core family members, all of whom were Agula's confidants. They mainly grazed livestock in the surrounding area.

Hundreds of merchants, large and small, were arrested and all gathered at the South Gate, where notices were posted.

The gist of it is that Galdan, the Living Buddha of the Dzungar Mongols, returned to southern Mongolia, and anyone who wanted to do business with the Mongols had to pay an extra 20% tax on all goods except tea, salt, and iron.

These merchants, as long as they settle their accounts according to the requirements, can freely enter and leave Guihua City.

When Galdan arrived, half of the merchants had already left. These people were not afraid, but rather prepared to go back and buy goods. As long as there was enough profit, they were willing to take risks.

Galdan was willing to give them money because he wanted these merchants to come back. Gold and silver could be plundered, but the time for development was precious and could be lost with each passing day.

The entire south gate wall, nearly four hundred paces long, was piled with salt, tea bricks, and grain, enough to feed tens of thousands of Mongols for more than half a year.

The most crucial element was gunpowder. Galdan wanted the raw materials, namely saltpeter, sulfur, and charcoal. He wanted the gunpowder to be in the optimal ratio, making it 30% more powerful than the gunpowder used by the Qing Dynasty.

This is also the second reason, besides the fact that Western guns had longer barrels, longer ranges, and greater power, during the same period.

Galdan then ordered his personal guards to lead the slaves in the city to make gunpowder. Although it was slow, every little bit counted.

……

The warm pavilion of the Qianqing Palace in the Forbidden City, Beijing.

The twenty-year-old Emperor Kangxi, wearing a fur coat, was diligently reviewing memorials, but judging from his face full of acne scars and his worried expression, he was very unhappy.

"How could this happen? Guizhou fell in just one month. Are the generals at the front all pigs? Cough cough cough!"

Emperor Kangxi couldn't help but burst into a tirade, followed by a violent cough. His personal eunuch immediately rushed to attend to him. "Your Majesty, please be careful of your health!"

Suo'etu, sitting to the left, sighed softly. Of the three feudatories, Wu Sangui was the most capable fighter and had the widest network of connections in the Green Standard Army, but he didn't live many more years. They advised Kangxi to endure for a few years before fighting, but Kangxi was young and impetuous, and they couldn't do anything about it.

After calming himself down, Kangxi did not ask Suo'etu, knowing that the old fox would not tell him. So he turned his attention to Misihan, the moneybag.

And Missham was a shrewd man; he immediately got up!

"Your Majesty, now that the sword has been drawn, there is no reason to put it back in its sheath, especially since the national treasury is now full!"

"Your Majesty, an urgent report from the border!" A guard in a yellow jacket hurriedly entered the warm pavilion, knelt on one knee, and held a memorial high before Emperor Kangxi.

Upon hearing the urgent report from the border, Kangxi grabbed the folding document, but the more he read it, the more frustrated he became, until his face turned green.

Peng, Kangxi slammed his hand on the table.

The folding paper flew straight out.

"This Galdan is a jackal! He promised to advance westward into Kazakhstan and defend the north against Tsarist Russia, but he broke his promise! He broke his promise!"

When Emperor Kangxi was preparing to reduce the power of the princes, he would naturally consider the Western Regions and Tibet. At that time, he sent a letter promising various benefits, especially to Galdan, who had just killed his uncle.

This is a ruthless person; even Emperor Kangxi was afraid of him.

Galdan accepted the letter and gifts, and wrote back admiring Kangxi for being the ruler of all people at such a young age. He also expressed his intention to fight against the Kazakh tribes and defend against Tsarist Russia in the north, and hoped that the Qing Dynasty could provide military supplies.

At the time, Emperor Kangxi actually believed it, after all, the Western Regions were far away and they did not know much about the situation in the Central Plains.

So Kangxi is suffering now.

Earlier, Wu Sangui tricked him into resigning and asked him for this and that, but last month he raised the banner of overthrowing the Qing and restoring the Ming.

Galdan also tricked him into thinking he was going to attack the Kazakhs, asking him for this and that, and as a result, he attacked the vicinity of Beijing this month.

I was scammed twice within a year.

It's the same old routine.

How could Emperor Kangxi not suffer?

After hesitating for a moment, Mingzhu picked up the memorial and read it. Her expression changed drastically after reading it.

"Your Majesty, the capital region is currently undefended, yet Galdan has brought tens of thousands of troops here. He must have anticipated the rebellion of the Three Feudatories and may even be in contact with Wu Sangui."

Mingzhu knew nothing about Kangxi's affairs, and blurted out all her guesses without noticing that Kangxi had already lowered his head and his face had become ferocious.

Damn it, so it turns out they weren't just lying to each other.

This is a group of people working together to commit fraud.

This is absolutely outrageous!

"Your Majesty, Zhangjiakou is too close to Guihua and is difficult to defend. We should still deploy troops to guard Juyong Pass and Chengde Pass in Rehe."

Upon seeing this, Songgotu immediately stepped forward and offered his plan. He knew that if he didn't say something soon, it would be too inappropriate.

Emperor Kangxi wasn't stupid. He knew the roads around Beijing like the back of his hand, and he even knew where to mobilize troops. But he couldn't bring this up himself, so he just pretended to be serious.

"Now that all three banners have marched south, the city is filled with men who are utterly incapable of fighting. Do you have any good suggestions?"

He was deliberately trying to make things difficult for Suo'etu.