Chapter 27 The Finale (Part 1)

On July 26, 19th year of the Guangxu period, the residents of Seoul were still in numbness of a surviving disaster.

Yesterday, the heavy rain, lightning and thunder were first in Zhenshanfang, the explosion that shocked the whole city. For the various forces fighting on national affairs, it was just a necessary means. But they might not bother to think about it. The explosion knocked down all buildings with a radius of more than 100 meters! The corpses of people were thrown farther away by the air waves! People were panicked, running around and trampling on each other, but gunfire sounds were heard in every place in the city, and different people were fighting each other!

Yesterday, the rain in the sky was red. Inside and outside Seoul, the Korean people were in a state of despair. The five military camps and police stations in Seoul were already like headless flies. When gunfire sounded loudly in the Gyeongbokgung Palace and the Daewon Junfu Mansion, they no longer knew what to do. In the chaos, in addition to screaming and escaping, there were more people taking advantage of the situation to rob! Various atrocities were staged everywhere, and the battalions in the five military camps scattered everywhere also took off their knots to participate in various atrocities!

At that moment, all orders in Seoul collapsed. The thunder and lightning that kept ringing in the sky made the panic-like people unable to help but wonder, would the entire Seoul and the entire North Korea sink into the sea at this moment?

When the night approached, the order was finally recovering slowly. The Kaihua Party members who had successfully launched a coup ran around and summoned the soldiers of the old army in the five military camps to calm the people's hearts and count the losses. They also summoned the entire Seoul. The traitor led by Daewon-jun has been punished and the Kaihua Party government has been established! King Li and Queen Min are about to issue a major edict!

After all, many of the members of the Kaihua Party were those who had been immersed in government agencies for a few days, and had some experience in government affairs and were not a newbie. The traditional basic method of restoring order was also skilled. People were shocked and watched the soldiers of the Fifth Army camp who were still in chaos during the day start to arrest the thugs who took advantage of the chaos. Some were even killed by knives on the ruins. The village chief also began to count the losses in the book, waiting for the Kaihua Party to agree to, and the possible relief and pensions...

People crowded in their own houses and dared not go out. They watched the heavy rain outside the house gradually diminish. No one dared to talk about the coup. After a sudden violent chaos, most people didn't care about which family came to power. Where did Daeongjun, who had been ruled the entire North Korea, died.

After the disaster, what people hope for is peace and order!

The short silence lasted almost negligible. This day, this night seemed destined to immerse Seoul in the sea of ​​blood! Not long after the night fell, the streets were harsh gunshots rolled up again, sweeping across the night sky of Seoul from far to near!

What sounded on the street was neat sound of leather boots, hard and short password sounds, and rows of gunfire!

The flames that had not been seen during the day rose in the night sky. In the fire, there were shadows and people burst out louder. The people who had just taken office tried to restore order and understand what was going on. When they ran towards the fire with their men, they were greeted by a rain of bullets!

Even if the army has been trained in modern times, even if it starts to carry out destruction, it is incomparable to the so-called "patriots" of the Kaihua Party. In the eyes of Seoul residents, they see teams of soldiers walking through the streets of Seoul. Their entire task seems to be to create chaos in Seoul. Wherever they pass, there are corpses everywhere, and wherever they pass, there are flames everywhere. Flames flow in the city, strong convection of hot air, and strong winds are rolling up on the fire. Mixed with the rain that has not yet stopped completely, red and black raindrops fall!

The order in Seoul collapsed completely, the five military camps completely collapsed, and they became refugees who wanted to escape, or simply became thugs. When the Qing Dynasty imperial envoy stationed in Seoul near the Fengen Administration also rose, the last bit of psychological support for the Seoul residents was completely lost, and the entire city fell into a hysterical frenzy.

You know, it turns out that Seoul has experienced coups and chaos, but every time, their sect leader pacified it and finally restored the order of Seoul. However, this symbol of the last arbiter and defender of the North Korean situation has been trapped in a pool of fire and blood!

After one night, except for the strict protection of Gyeongbokgung Palace and the Japanese Office in Seoul, the rest of the places were in unprecedented chaos. Many residents didn't care about taking anything with them, and the ones who were taking their families and fled to the city.

I don’t know what the North Koreans and Japanese have gone crazy, turning Seoul into such a situation!

In the chaos, when the crowds were surging out of the city, an army was advancing silently and tenaciously towards Seoul.

"Chu Junmen, all the officers have gathered!"

Zhang Xuzhou looked serious and stood in front of Chu Wanli with his legs. This man who was as stunning as a man, after five days of rushing, had already lost weight a lot. The outline on his face became deeper and deeper, and it seemed like he was chopping out from a knife and axe. His lips were already broken, not because of lack of water, but because of the heat.

The officers behind him also stood up straight, all of whom looked haggard and stoic. Everyone's military uniforms were dirty and smelly, and the military boots of several officers were broken, but standing in front of Chu Wan, everyone did their best to clean up their military appearance.

Chu Wanli's appearance was not much better, and his face was already very deep. It turned out that the gentle and happy fox's appearance had long disappeared. He turned his back to these officers who gathered urgently, looked at Seoul, which was rising from a distance with a telescope, and waved his hands back without looking back: "Sit down."

With a loud bang, the officers sat cross-legged in the mud and water. Some officers could not bend their legs, so they had to stretch them straight out.

Chu Wanli turned around and looked at the group of young officers under his command.

The officer group created by Xu Yifan is mainly composed of Beiyang scholars and trained intellectual youth in Nanyang. I am afraid that there are many young people in the world. That kind of sharpness, the passion of making achievements and keeping a name in history is even rare!

Looking at these young people, they had only created a miracle of marching for five days and eight hundred miles, and they were almost exhausted. But they still looked at their expressions with bright eyes. Chu Wanli couldn't help but move, and wanted to be moved a little. But he held the military cap and covered it up.

A sarcastic smile appeared on his face: "…………Seoul, it was really in chaos...………The Dongxue Party in North Korea is in rebellion, and the scene is like this again. We have encountered a good place...…………… North Korea has become the center of the vortex! Those who are interested probably think that the riot of the Dongxue Party has suppressed us in Pyongyang. However, we have arrived in Seoul in one breath!"

The officers were silent. Chu Wanli's tone was faint, but what contained in his tone was confidence and domineeringness.

"…………The entire three thousand miles of North Korea is in our hands! Since we are here, this is our territory! Whoever wants to make trouble here should ask our Imperial Guards whether they agree! The Imperial Guards' flag has already suppressed North Korea to the north. Now, Seoul is waiting for our military authority!"

"I wish to die for Lord Xu and the military gate!" There was a low response voice below.

Chu Wanli smiled and took a deep breath. In fact, he was so tired that he couldn't straighten his waist. But he knew that after five days of forced marching, the Imperial Guards' fighting will was still high, but their physical strength was at the end. If they were given time to rest, they would completely lie down. They would not be able to recover for a day or two. Now they had to work hard and complete the task of Xu Yifan's pacification of Seoul before his will decline.

This honing, this miraculous long-range raid and the strong town of Seoul will be the cry of the birth of an elite force.

The Qing Dynasty had never had such an army.

"The first battalion is equipped with machine guns. Zhang Xuzhou Biaotong is in charge of the entire battalion. He does not stop or rest along the way and goes straight to Gyeongbokgung Palace! No matter what resistance is encountered, whether it is Korean or Japanese, they all have fire bayonets to open the way. Let's talk about it! Your goal is to control Gyeongbokgung Palace and take King Lee and Queen Min into our hands! All four machine guns are assigned to you. Do you understand?"

"Yes!" Zhang Xuzhou shouted and agreed. This man seemed to have endless energy.

"The second battalion was scattered, the fifth team of the second battalion controlled the Seoul water and telegraph room, the sixth team controlled the imperial envoy of the Fengen Bureau, the seventh team monitored the Japanese Embassy in Seoul, and the eighth team followed me. When encountering all resistance on the way, they were served by bullets and bayonets! Everyone only accepted the orders of their direct commanders, or any higher-level officer of the Imperial Guard. No outsider's orders would be accepted!"

The officers who gave the name all stood up one by one.

Chu Wanli's tone became colder and colder, and they didn't know what happened in Seoul. One thousand and two hundred people wanted to control such a big city. Moreover, there might be an imperial envoy from the Qing Dynasty, a Japanese envoy, and a North Korean government system. However, they came to control Seoul, and no one knew what kind of enemy they would encounter. Even Chu Wanli was only thinking about Xu Yifan's explanation along the way.

"……………Resolutely enter Seoul! If something has changed in Seoul, then letting the intruders control the situation is the biggest threat to us. Now, North Korea cannot lose it! As long as you can take Seoul, I have a way to deal with any situation!"

Lord Xu, really take all the situation into consideration?

What is the situation inside Seoul, shrouded in fireworks?

Chu Wanli shook his head and put aside this messy thoughts. Since he chose to die for Xu Yifan, then he should finish the work in his hands steadily. I believe that Xu Yifan will not disappoint them, those who work hard.

"We are the courage of soldiers. Our army has a very new history. If the soldiers can rush up, only the officers will take the lead! We are all taught by Lord Xu, and have been through life and death with him. If anyone winces, they will shout for me to rush up instead of following me..." Chu Wanli smiled coldly and waved his hand hard: "Set out!"

The officers burst out, and each of them seemed to have given an adrenaline injection. Xu Yifan and his team were in the military camp for two days before they let them go. At least, let the training class be the first elite target in the town, and their will to fight had reached its peak!

Chu Wanli turned around and looked at Seoul in the smoke in the distance.

Determining a capital of a country? It's very tempting...

On the streets of Seoul, a team of soldiers from the Japanese Embassy Guard were patrolling. After a night of running, each of them had blood and mud on their uniforms. The leader was a second lieutenant, carrying a Western-style command knife.

Their task is to search the whole city for government functions, those Kaihua Party officials who have not yet taken office. Last night, each of their soldiers almost fired four or five rows of bullets. Badges and military boots everywhere, and Seoul residents cried and walked away. All their actions were to make Seoul chaotic. The Kaihua Party’s coup looked more like a riot.

Last night, the Japanese army had completely controlled the Gyeongbok Palace. For the entire Seoul, the Japanese army only sent several small teams to conduct armed patrols, not to restore order, but to expand the alert scope of the Gyeongbok Palace and the Japanese Embassy. In order to prevent North Korea from the remnants of the old party or the Kaihua Party, they attempted to gather forces to counterattack Gyeongbok Palace and rob King Lee or Queen Min. In addition, there were some special teams that controlled Seoul water, telecommunications rooms and other key areas. They made every effort to ensure that Seoul was able to survive smoothly in the past two days, until the Park Yong-hyo government brought out a formal announcement of independence to the Qing government, and an official note to the Japanese government to quell the riots from north to south in the entire North......

The most important thing is that King Lee also had to show his full support for the decision of Park Yong-hyo to discuss the affairs of the Minister of Political Affairs in these statements!

Of course, these Japanese soldiers and low-level officers did not know that the undercurrents in the Gyeongboku Palace are still surging. They are just executing orders, but they have their spontaneous sacred feeling among every patrolling Japanese soldiers.

Since Meiji, Japan's military has finally taken the capital of another country into its hands!

The residents of this country's capital, either fleeing under their military boots and bayonets, or bowing their heads. The entire Seoul trembled as their power showed!

The leader of the team, Lieutenant Okura, was from a samurai family. He was walking up the ruins with a reserved attitude, lowered his head and picked out a bamboo dragonfly from the ruins, pinched it in his hand and rubbed it slightly. The bamboo dragonfly flew up and crossed the street that had become charred. The soldiers stood under the ruins, looking at their superiors' actions indifferently.

These soldiers who were born into peasants and had been trained as machines could not understand the samurai feelings in their chief's mind. Of course, Lieutenant Kokura did not expect them to understand. He curled his lips and smiled coldly, and was about to walk down the ruins with great strides. Suddenly everyone's expressions moved, and the sound of neat military boots sounded across from them, moving quickly towards this side!

Could it be that another Japanese army patrolling team came to the patrol range they designated? Lieutenant Kokura hesitated and did not issue an order to be alert for all the members. However, the soldiers themselves became nervous and quietly dispersed some formations. They secretly held the rifle in their hands.

The footsteps on the opposite side were heavy and powerful, and they were obviously much more than their number! They were just the size of a team, only a few more than twenty guns!

Almost in a flash, from the narrow and curved streets, groups of soldiers in yellow uniforms suddenly emerged. Many of them were bare-headed, carrying rifles, and gritting their teeth and insisting on running forward. In front of them, there were a few North Korean civilians in white clothes leading the way for them.

The two teams collided face to face, and everyone was stunned. The troops coming from the opposite side saw the soldiers in black and the Japanese seal identification flag hanging on the rifle bayonet in their hands, and the Japanese also saw the braids dragged by the army!

"Little Japanese!"

"Qingguo slave!"

The face of Lieutenant Kokura was instantly distorted, and the Lu Yao-centered whistle opposite him also widened his eyes. The two of them were pulling out the command knife with similar styles at the same time.

"shooting!"

"Open fire!"

I have to say that the Japanese Embassy Guards reacted a little faster, and more than 20 Murata-style rifles subconsciously shot one by one. The soldiers in the front row of the Imperial Guards fell down a few times as if they were pushed hard. Even Lu Yaozhong was hit on the shoulder, and he staggered and dodged aside. The soldiers of the Imperial Guards behind reacted and raised their rifles and immediately began to shoot at the same time.

Murata, who had a caliber of 65, and Mauser who had a caliber of 79, instantly knocked the street out of nothing. With such a sudden encounter, neither side expected to hide with the help of terrain and objects, and subconsciously hoped to overwhelm the other with firepower!

The whole scene was like the two armies shooting each other in the smoothbore gun era. The distance was tens of meters closer than the war in the smoothbore gun era, almost face to face!

During the shooting, people in both sides kept falling down without any humming. The Japanese army's advantage lasted less than half a minute, and more rifles joined the shooting on the other side. The Imperial Guard was ordered to attack the centripetal of the Gyeongboku Palace in teams. In terms of number, it was far more than the Japanese patrol teams scattered in Seoul.

In the midst of a piece of white smoke that blocked his sight, bullets swished through his ears. He stood as stiff as a piece of wood. He was not hit, but felt that the gunfire sounds on his side were getting less and less. Only then did he realize that he fell down and lay on the ground, shouting at the top of his voice: "Disper! Disperse! Conceal!"

But what answered his shout was just the increasing gunfire of gunfire on the other side. In the smoke of gunpowder, rows of muzzle flames flashed. Kokura curled up his body and threw away the command knife. There was only one thought left in his mind. When will the bullet hit him?

The crazy volleys on the opposite side were fired for a few minutes before they were stopped by the officers of the Imperial Guards who had reacted. The smoke of gunpowder dissipated, and the ground was full of corpses. The Japanese team was either dead or injured, and few of the Imperial Guards surviving. The team behind continued to surge, and the team officer Jiang Feng was still shouting: "Lu Yaozhong! Lu Heipi?"

Lu Yaozhong, who had been huddling next to the street just now, pressed his shoulder and jumped up: "Captain Jiang, I'm here!"

Jiang Feng was sweating profusely: "What the hell is going on?"

Lu Yaozhong also stamped his feet: "Japanese! It's the Japanese army!" Jiang Feng slapped his hands violently: "No wonder the Korean people looked at us like they were looking at the savior. It turned out that the Japanese were making trouble in Seoul! Lord Xu made a great calculation! Send our flying troops to decide Seoul! Brother, this is the national war!"

After receiving the order, their teams entered Seoul and advanced towards their respective assigned targets. Along the way, they met the people who fled from Seoul. These people watched their braids arrive, and knelt down and kowtow. The Gong language level of ordinary soldiers in the Imperial Guards was probably the same as the level of Simida. When they asked what was going on, who was in trouble in Seoul, they couldn't ask. When they were anxious, they shouted a few words: "Gyeongbokgung Palace! Gyeongbokgung Palace!"

Unexpectedly, the people understood it, and a few brave men led them toward Gyeongbokgung Palace. When they entered the Seoul city area, they saw a tragic situation after the riot. Every military soldier of the Imperial Guard admired him. Lord Xu actually expected that there would be riots in Seoul in Pyongyang, so he sent their elite troops to stabilize the situation! These five days of journey were not unfair!

Now that I met the Japanese patrol team and fought hard, I realized that it was a fucking little Japanese devil who wanted to take advantage of the chaos to seize the vassal North Korea of ​​the Qing Dynasty! This must be left with the imperial guards yet to die!

Jiang Feng lifted his hat and ordered loudly: "Take up the casualties and injuries, send people to repay the Chu army. It was the Japanese who were causing trouble. The others should continue to move forward and defeat Jingfu Palace!"

While he was talking, he saw a Japanese officer jumping from the ruins opposite. He had no blood stains on his body. His face was so dark that the fire and powder had just been smoked. He waved his sword and made a heart-wrenching roar, and rushed over with big strides!

He was greeted by a rain of bullets. The Imperial Guards' first blood was now considered the first time they were bleeding. The reaction also became faster. Dozens of bullets rushed over and immediately beat the Japanese officer around in a few circles and fell heavily.
Chapter completed!