Chapter 445 The nearly peaceful occupation of Sunchon City (please subscribe!)

Fuquan, the actual controller of the capital, also received the news. He quickly ordered the royal soldiers to stop the attack. At the same time, he sent someone to inform the Minister of War, Yisang'a, and asked him to lead his troops to stop the attack and close the city gate.

Because the Admiral of the Nine Gates was detained by Pan Aqiang, the person in charge of the city gate is now the Minister of War, Yisang'a.

For a moment, there was chaos in Andingmen. Those Qing soldiers who wanted to flee rushed out one after another, knocking the soldiers of Prince Yu's palace into a collision and knocking them off their feet. They were completely unable to control the situation.

Fu Quan sent more than a hundred of his own soldiers to close the city gate, but they were stopped by the last batch of idle clan leaders and banner men who rushed out of the city. More than a hundred people were pushed and pushed by thousands of people, unable to move.

Fuquan had no choice but to wait for Yisang'a to lead the troops to stop him.

However, it was not until dawn that a guard came to report: "Your Majesty, it's not good! That damned Ethan actually led thousands of his men, took away a large amount of gold, silver, jewelry and other valuables, and ran away from Deshengmen.

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"This is to kill this prince!"

Fuquan's face turned pale, and even the people in charge of the city gates fled the capital. How could the capital be defended?

"How many Eight Banners disciples escaped from Beijing last night?"

But now, he decided not to let him escape, and ordered the mounted infantry composed of four thousand newly captured horses to intercept and kill as many as they could.

"Aren't they all gone! Damn it, we little soldiers are still guarding a shitty city, and are we waiting here to die? Mr. Qian, let's escape too!"

"Tsk! Silly! All the princes and nobles have fled, and only us miserable flag soldiers are left to be buried with the capital?"

In the beginning, they were just looking for unattended and empty houses to search for property. Later, they started looting and looting all over the streets, and the entire inner city was out of control.

"But we are the Red Banner Soldiers. This is the capital of our Qing Dynasty. Are we abandoning it like this?" One person hesitantly raised an objection.

There are less than 100,000 full-banner soldiers in the entire inner city, and tens of thousands of them fled. How many banner soldiers are there in the capital now?

I'm afraid they all escaped!

Hey, it’s time to think of a way out for yourself!

"What's going on? Why are there so many people, and where is Lord Qibei, the city gate leader?" Tazid asked.

He suddenly realized that he should prepare immediately and leave Beijing.

That night, a piece of news came out that caused a sensation in the entire capital: Prince Yu led the royal guards and 10,000 new Eight Banners troops loyal to him to hurriedly leave the city from Desheng Gate.

"That's right, that's right, the so-called Eight Banners New Army composed of Han people are getting full pay, but we serious Manchus are actually being deducted from pay. Who would believe it!"

In addition, Suncheon City is of great significance. It was once the old capital of the Ming Dynasty. If the new Ming Dynasty were to use all its firepower, it might be destroyed in one day!

Of course, such a huge momentum and noise could not be concealed from the Ming army scouts outside the city who were constantly watching and the concerned people inside the city.

Unexpectedly, and beyond Pan Aqiang's expectation, only a few sporadic gunshots rang out from the tower.

Fuquan had never been a man with great ambitions. After weighing the pros and cons, he decided to take Chang Ning and defect to Kangxi in the north. As the saying goes, brothers working together can make a difference, so few of those princes and uncles can be trusted. They have to be brothers.

Okay!

Thinking of this, Fuquan went back home, preparing to pack up his valuables and other important items, and start escaping!

That morning, the news spread throughout the inner city that most of the Manchu nobles in the city had fled.

Pan Aqiang personally led the Ming Dynasty coalition forces, bypassing Yanfa Temple in front of Fucheng Gate, passing through the stone bridge, and rushed to Fucheng Gate.

The defenders on the tower had no intention of fighting and fled secretly.

"I do not know!"

Pan Aqiang was overjoyed when he heard this!

He deliberately left the north of the city open without siege, in order to allow the Qing army to escape.

Thinking of this, he immediately ordered people to write a memorial about the news that the princes and nobles, especially Yisang'a, the minister of war, and others had escaped without authorization, and sent people to Kangxi in the north.

After being shot by the Ming Dynasty musket in the hands of the infantry regiment soldiers below the city, he retreated behind the wall and never dared to show his head again.

But which way to go?

On the one hand, the troops are really insufficient, and on the other hand, there are not many cavalry, so how can they catch up?

Immediately afterwards, Pan Aqiang ordered an all-out attack on the city from three directions: east, west and south of the outer city.

Originally, he was planning to endure hundreds of casualties and risk his life to build a more than ten meter long ladder on the city wall.

"Yes, Mr. Qian, maybe the entire capital city has escaped, and even a hundred of us can't hold it back!"

A few days ago, a group of Qing troops escaped from the north of the city, but he did not send any troops to pursue them.

Therefore, under the leadership of Tazid, the remaining guards of Chongwenmen fled completely, leaving the entire Chongwenmen empty and unguarded.

"Okay, brothers, let's go!"

A Qing soldier said loudly: "Prince Yu ran away with the Eight Banners New Army. Qi Bei, the city gate leader, and other brothers on duty also fled with Prince Yu!"

Fuquan began to think about whether to follow Kangxi or establish his own business.

Tazid is the general manager of Chongwenmen in the south, and he will be on duty later tonight. But when he came to the Chongwenmen gate tower as usual, he found that there were many fewer Qing soldiers on duty.

"My lord, there are countless of them. It looks like there are at least tens of thousands of people."

The next day, on the morning of September 5th, a message came from the scouts, saying that a large number of Qing troops had left the city in the north of the city last night, and the troops on the entire inner city wall were sparse.

"Mr. Qian, you really don't know?"

"Tens of thousands of people?" Fuquan muttered, his mind racing.

A Qing soldier shouted angrily: "Our salary is only 70%, and we can't even feed our children. Why should we sacrifice our lives for them? We might as well go back to hunt outside the customs." As soon as he said this, everyone was shocked.

They all became excited and encouraged each other to leave the city and escape.

It was only a small number at first, but by noon, large-scale escapes had begun. Even generals such as Zuo Ling, Chengmen Ling and Men Qianzong led their flag soldiers down to the city to rob property and prepare to flee.

The entire capital city was in commotion, and the remaining Mongolian Eight Banner nobles began to curse and curse. The Manchus were untrue and would not take them with them when they ran away. So they led the Mongolian flag soldiers to break into the mansions of the Manchu nobles and search for property.

There was only enough space next to the city tower for five or six ladders, but even so, the Ming coalition forces climbed up the city tower smoothly.

What surprised the Ming coalition forces was that there was no one on the Fucheng Gate tower. Even the few Qing soldiers who had just fled in panic.

Pan Aqiang did not expect to capture Fucheng Gate so smoothly, and almost thought it was a dream. He quickly ordered to go down to the tower, open the Fucheng Gate, and let the main force enter the city.

Shuntian City, the former capital of the Ming Dynasty, was conquered as if it were child's play and not tragic at all.
Chapter completed!