Chapter 522: Burning Dagukou!

When he thought that the famous generals of the Qing Dynasty died in just two years, and the White Lotus Sect that swept half of the Qing Dynasty was not yet determined, Liang Pengfei led the crowd to rebel and occupied several provinces. What made Prince Jia Yongyan most angry was that if you want to rebel, you should rebel. Why did you have to go to Manzhou to make trouble? You are too much, right?

You know, Manzhou is a place where people are prosperous. You not only go to make trouble, but also kill so many Eight Banners soldiers. In addition to this, they actually fought against Jinzhou and Shanhaiguan to play with people. Isn’t this trying to force people to collapse?

Although Prince Jia Yongyan was not wise in the face of trouble, he was well educated. From Qianlong's words just now, he had already found that the emperor who had been in power for sixty years, who had experienced so many storms but still could not stand, was actually shaken.

"Has the Qing Dynasty really reached a storm, and the country's storm for more than 150 years will be gone?" Fear and anger were entangled, and the concern for Qianlong's body made Prince Jia Yongyan's heart sink more and more.

Originally, Yongyan wanted Qianlong to abdicate earlier and pass it to his post so that he could rule the empire according to his own ideas, and to take down Heshen to clean up the officials of the world.

But now, he suddenly realized that if he had been under these pressures alone, he would have collapsed long ago. At this moment, he only hoped that his emperor, Ama, could live for a few more years, at least, without having to bear the heavy pressure of the danger of destruction of the country and the genocide.

Originally, among the famous generals of the Qing Dynasty, Prince Jia Yongyan admired the most, which was naturally the Agui Azhongtang. Unfortunately, Agui had already died of a stroke, and the greed, corrupted and corruption that he disliked the most, also died in the process of suppressing the White Lotus Sect, and Hailancha also died. Now, the last remaining general of the Qing Dynasty, He Lin, has also fallen on the journey to suppress the White Lotus Sect. At this point, all the famous generals in the Qing Dynasty have been utterly uttered.

The rest are just three or two kittens. The White Lotus Rebellion, which was originally expected to be suppressed within two to three years, because Liang Pengfei's rise seemed to be getting further and further away from this goal.

Thinking of Liang Pengfei, he had to think of his teacher, Zhu Gui, Governor of Guangdong and Guangxi. Now he hates Heshen even more. If Heshen hadn't done anything bad, how could Zhu Gui go to the fishy place in Guangdong and Guangxi to serve as the governor? If it weren't for this reason, how could he have had a conflict with Liang Pengfei and lead to the current situation?

How could Heshen not recommend it strongly? If Heshen’s younger brother Helin also valued this person quite seriously. Liang Pengfei, a mere pirate Qiu Ba, could he have been doing well in Guangdong and Guangxi? He did not take the officials of Guangdong and Guangxi seriously at all, and he would have changed today.

"Heshen!" Prince Jia Yongyan clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and said the name that made him feel extremely stomachache. No matter what, the prince's prince had directly put Liang Pengfei's rebellion on Heshen's head.

Tianjin, Dagukou Fort, this is the throat of the capital and the barrier of Tianjin. It has been an important coastal defense center since ancient times, and it is said that "there is Humen in the south and Dagu in the north."

During the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty, in order to resist Japanese pirates and strengthen the preparations for the coastal defense of Dagukou, fortresses began to be built and formally stationed troops for defense. At the time when the English-Jiyi attacked the Yangtze River, the Qingting attached more importance to the Tianjin barrier and began to build a fort here. A large circular fort was built on the north and south sides of Dagukou. The fort was made of wood and green on the outside, and grouted with white ash. It was about 15 feet high, 25 feet wide, and 6 feet deep. There were three general artillery on the fort. There were several small cannons, and ten small cannons were installed on both sides of the shore.

The troops stationed in Tianjin Town are the front left and middle left, back left, front right, middle right, back right, back right, back right, back right, and back right. They are divided into four places: Dagukou, Tanggu, Beitang and Gegu.

However, the two battalions of the center right and the rear right were stationed on the two sides of the shore. Since the founding of the Qing Dynasty, Dagu has never seen pirates, and has been safe for more than a hundred years. If the Englishmen had not played a prestige in the Yangtze River, at most one battalion of soldiers would be stationed here. Now two battalions have been placed and the fort has been built, so no one dares to come. Even the fishermen would have the courage to wander in front of the two turrets.

This made the green camp that guarded the Dagu Fortress very leisurely, but there were only dozens of defenders on the fortresses on both sides of the strait. The remaining green camp soldiers either gambling in the camp or simply stayed in the barracks to brag and spank.

But the deputy general of the Dagu Association, Fu Zhulonga, was in a house next to the camp, leaning against the red and green, leading a group of subordinates, and listening to the opera performing on the stage, drinking flower wine below, teasing the little beauties found in the Tianjin brothels.

"Sir, sir, sir..." On the stage, a play happened to reach its climax. There were endless cheers from the audience, and there were panic screams outside the door of the house.

"Call your mother, what about the soul?! I can't even watch the show." Fu Zhulonga couldn't help but become furious and glared and scolded. Fu Zhulonga's personal soldiers immediately rolled up his sleeves and rushed towards the gate, preparing to beat the guy who was ignorant of being polite outside the gate and vent his anger.

Just as the little peach-red girl beside Fu Zhulonga had a charming smile, her little hand stroked her chest, comforting the tired general not to lose the excitement of watching the show for trivial matters. Fu Zhulonga's personal soldier rushed back with a look of dismay.

"Did you see a ghost or what's wrong?" When Fu Zhulonga saw that the guy's face turned so ugly, he was shocked and his curses became much lower. At this moment, the generals who were also watching the show in the yard, the guards and other people turned their faces.

"General, outside, ships, many ships." The head of the personal soldier was not very straightforward, and raised his finger and pointed outside the door. At the door, a pale guard was pointing at the beach.

buzzing buzzing... buzzing buzzing... At this moment, a loud bell rang, and the tune hummed by the actor on the stage was cut off.

After hearing the bell, Fu Zhulong's face finally changed. It was an alarm bell. It was a thing that would only ring when the enemy was discovered by the Dagu Fort. Fu Zhulong's stayed here for two years, but never ringed. Today, the buzzing sound shocked Fu Zhulong's heart and heart a little confused.

The Dagu Xie Camp is about a 6-minute distance from the sea river to the coast. This area is extremely flat. In addition to the forts built on both sides of the river, standing in the camp, you can directly see the blue sea line when you look around.

And now, what is reflected in the black eyes of Fuzhulonga is no longer a simple blue coastline. Because above that coastline, there are white sails, no, it should be said that there are thousands of white sails, and beneath the white sails are huge warships. Since the distance is so far, Fuzhulonga still feels that the warships are tall, even surpassing those 10,500 ft tall turrets.

What scared him was that at the top of the mast of a warship that was as tall as a flying peak was a flag waving in the wind, and in the center of the bloody four-cornered flag was a Chinese character with a big ba Dou: Liang.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack... enemy attack!" From the initial suspicious tone, to the affirmation, to the final scream, the sound was so sharp that it even exceeded the fancy accent of the actor on stage just now.

At this time, the Qing soldiers on duty who had been stunned for a long time ran on the turret in panic, shouting to rush to the artillery position. When they rushed to the artillery position on the turret, they remembered that the ammunition of the artillery was still locked in the artillery room behind the turret. They rushed down and opened the artillery room, took out the gunpowder and shells, rushed to the turret, and then began to clean the artillery chamber, ready to load and ignite.

"Just like this broken cannon?! Tsk tsk tsk. It seems that it should be three heavy cannons of about 8,000 kilograms and ten artillery of about 3,000 kilograms." At this time, Liang Pengfei, who was standing on the flagship bridge, observed the every move of the hasty Qing soldiers on the fort through the telescope, while estimating the number of artillery on the fort.

"Order the First Squadron Battleship to be arranged in an artillery formation and prepare for battle." Shi Dakai, the commander of the fleet, who was standing not far behind Liang Pengfei, issued a loud order. The commander of Liang Pengfei's guard fleet was originally Shi Xianggu, but now Shi Xianggu is pregnant and about to produce, so Shi Dakai went on an expedition for his sister and became the commander of the Northern Expedition Fleet this time.

Soon, six three-masted warships left the formation and began to arrange horizontally. The gun windows on the side of the warship opened one after another, and one gun from the door stretched out its head from the gun window on the side.

"The target, the large turret on the left bank, is 1,300 meters away..." On one of the battleships, Zhang Baozai, whose military rank on his shoulder was the second lieutenant's logo, carefully observed the turret in front, while loudly reporting various parameters. Based on these parameters, the artillery soldiers on the artillery deck quickly adjusted the firing posture of the artillery.

In a very short time, all the artillery was loaded and aimed, and everything was waiting for the order of the squadron commander to be issued.

At this time, the Qing soldiers on the Dagukou Fort were still busy. Amid the shouts and scolds of the sentry officers, they were busy loading shells. Even the gunners of two artillery stuffed the projectile into the muzzle and only then did they remember that they had not loaded gunpowder.

The squadron commander who had obtained the offensive order shook his head vigorously. "I informed all ships that the three-wheeled artillery were ready. I don't want any shells to fly out of the gun, do you understand?"
Chapter completed!