Chapter 144, Shengjing’s last day Late at night on July 12th, the sixth year of Chongzhen, Shengjing, Liaodong In the middle of the night, the moon is high in the sky, the lights are sparse, and everything is silent. yznn Ever since His Majesty Huang Taiji entered the country in large numbers with the powerful Eight Banners troops, Shengjing suddenly became much deserted.
After Beijing changed hands, the noble bannermen and surrendered Han officials built new residences in Beijing, and successively brought their families from Shengjing to Beijing to enjoy their blessings, the old capital of the Jurchens was gone.
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About 90% of the mansion was completely empty, with only a few clumsy servants left responsible for daily cleaning.
Ordinary Jurchen civilians have also been moved to Shanhaiguan in large numbers to enrich the city of Beijing that is still under planning.
Therefore, even in broad daylight, there are not many people on the streets of Shengjing.
And after nightfall, it is even more dark, like a dead city.
All the "rich people" who can afford to light candles in this poor place in Liaodong are now basically making a fortune in Shanhaiguan.
Even the palace in Shengjing was equally dark and empty at the moment.
Those concubines, princesses, maids and eunuchs all moved to Beijing in batches this spring.
Anyone with a little bit of connections is infinitely dreaming of moving to the colorful world in Shanhaiguan.
Nowadays, in this huge palace, there are only a total of more than 20 guards who take turns to guard the palace.
Moreover, the war in the Central Plains is so intense right now.
All the Eight Banners men with a little bit of ambition have gone to the southern battlefield to fight for their future, and they have been thrown away.
The guys who stay here to guard the Shengjing Palace are basically the old, weak, sick and disabled who cannot be used.
Anyway, all the masters have gone away, and there is nothing left to take care of such a bunch of empty houses.
Next to the Phoenix Tower where the imperial concubines used to live, Sabusu, who had slightly gray hair and a hideous scar on his face, was sitting cross-legged under a small tree, listening to the annoying chirping of cicadas all around, and looking at the crowd.
The sky was bright with stars, and I was drinking a bag of kumiss while bored.
Under normal circumstances, the imperial guards guarding the palace would certainly not be so lax in discipline.
But the current situation seems unusual.
First of all, the group of guards who were truly the most powerful in martial arts and the most capable of fighting had already followed Huang Taiji into Shanhaiguan to attack the Ming Dynasty last year.
As for the second-class guards, they also escorted the concubines, princes and princesses to Beijing this spring.
In the end, only a group of old, weak, sick and disabled people who no one wanted were left in this empty palace.
Many of them were originally not qualified to serve in the palace, but because all the real guards were gone and there was really no one left, they were reluctantly brought over to make up the numbers.
Their discipline and military qualities are naturally conceivable.
Secondly, the Shengjing Palace is now empty, with no property to look after and no master to serve.
No matter how diligent you are, you will not get the appreciation and promotion from your master.
On the other hand, no matter how bad you behave, as long as you don't cause any big trouble, such as setting fire to the palace or letting homeless beggars settle in the palace, no one will punish you.
Of course, there were Manchu officials staying in Shengjing, but they were not qualified to live in the palace.
But now that the Eight Banners has just entered the customs, all manpower and material resources must be tilted towards the war, and they also have no intention of leaving much materials and manpower in the abandoned old palace of Shengjing.
Third, Dabeile Daishan, who was driven back from the pass by Huang Taiji to guard Shengjing, was already old, frail and sluggish.
Huang Taiji had just planned to take advantage of him, severely punished him, and cut off a lot of his power.
Daishan was completely disheartened from then on.
After returning to Shengjing in despair, he had no intention of going there.
In charge of things, I just drank at home all day long to drown my sorrows.
As a result, the discipline in Shengjing became even more lax.
Therefore, tonight is the turn of Sabusu, who is on duty at the palace, to drink in the palace without any scruples.
The night is as quiet as water, and the bright moonlight is like a transparent veil, gently spreading on the earth.
Waves of cool summer night wind blew, mixed with the fragrance of flowers and plants, but it could not at all relieve the melancholy and loss in Sabusu's heart.
Speaking of which, in the past, Sabusu was once a warrior who could fight bears and tigers with a short sword.
Unfortunately, in the Battle of Daling River last year, he was unfortunately hit by an arrow in his left eye and then in his right leg.
After being stabbed, he became a one-eyed dragon and a lame man, and his body and bones were also weakened.
In addition, Sabusu was relatively old, so when others happily poured into Shanhaiguan in batches to live a good life on the Han border, Sabusu was left by his master to look after the family, so he could only Listening eagerly to one good news after another from the South, my heart is full of envy and greed.
"Oh, old man, it's really useless.
The three boys at home have been going to Shanhaiguan for almost a year, and they don't know how to ask someone to bring some good things back to my mother.
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It's a pity that I went there every time.
While robbing things, I didn’t forget to leave a share for them.”
After a few big mouthfuls of mare's milk, Sabusu, who was already very old, immediately felt a little tipsy.
Then he thought of his three sons who were working under the Khan, and couldn't help but murmured, "Wait for those few days."
When an unfilial boy comes back, he must be taught a lesson."
However, as the saying goes, when one is drunk and depressed, one becomes even more depressed.
No matter how much he complains, he cannot change certain sad realities.
It didn't take long for Sabusu to drink most of the bag of kumiss.
Just as he licked his lips with unsatisfied intention, stood up unsteadily, and wanted to add some cold water to the wine bag to drink for a while, there was an imperceptible sound in the distance.
The next moment, Sabu A blood flower bloomed on Su's forehead, and he fell into the flowers.
The wine bag in his hand also fell on the spot, and the gurgling wine flowed all over the ground.
The next moment, in the Phoenix Tower that should have been empty, a dozen figures in camouflage uniforms quietly appeared.
Each person's face was painted with black paint, and their helmets were equipped with night vision devices.
The leader was holding a sniper rifle with a silencer.
After observing the surrounding terrain, he reported in a low voice into the wireless microphone attached to his helmet, "A target has been found and has been confirmed to have been eliminated.
Please instruct” "Very good, continue to expand the reconnaissance scope, clear out all targets in the palace, and leave no one alive.
Please reply."
"Roger, I understand," the captain replied, and at the same time made a few gestures to the special operations team members around him.
The well-trained special operations team members immediately nodded understandingly, and spread out with their waists bent. disappeared into the deep night At the same time, more and more soldiers in camouflage uniforms continued to enter the Shengjing Palace from the Vladivostok base through random doors in the Phoenix Tower.
Another two hours later, after it was confirmed that all living people in the Shengjing Palace had been sniped and killed, and all the palace gates were controlled.
The special operations team simply moved the random door out of the relatively narrow Phoenix Tower and placed it in the open square between the Dazheng Hall and the Ten King Pavilion.
Next, groups of soldiers from all over the world, all wearing camouflage uniforms, filed out through this random door, curiously looking at this Jurchen palace through the faint morning light that gradually brightened on the horizon.
But there are also many soldiers with gnashing teeth and faces full of hatred.
They are obviously soldiers recruited by the Vladivostok Crossing Group, which had a bloody feud with the Jurchen Tatars in the past.
Many of them are escaped Liaodong Han people.
Next, when the roosters raised by each household in Shengjing City raised their necks and gave out their first crow in the morning, accompanied by a series of loud charging horns, the various palace doors of Shengjing Palace also opened with a bang.
Let the overwhelming frenzy of death and destruction sweep across the entire city in an instant oshow7: