C597 Helpless Prince of Alcohol (1/2)

In the southeast of Beijing, outside of the Guandong Gate, the clear sky and land was filled with a blue tide of people. The sun was shining on the army, and although the soldiers looked exhausted, their eyes were shining brightly, with an imposing manner that could pierce the sky.

Although there were only 1300 people in the army, at this moment, there was the aura of tens of thousands of people. In front of them, the hundreds of thousands of soldiers who had lost their eight banners were rushing about like homeless dogs.

The Grass City outside the Guandong Gate had already sent people to gather at the meeting hall. Countless villagers did not even know what was going on and all they were doing was running with the flow of the people, spreading the atmosphere of fear in all directions.

The Beijing of this era did not look like a super city in the future. Their prosperity was limited to the inside of the city walls, and right next to the moat was a vast expanse of wilderness and villages.

Almost every city had Grass City s of various sizes outside of it. This was a market that was formed by the citizens themselves, not only for trade, but also to provide food and accommodation for the caravans that did not enter the city in time. One must know that at that time, Beijing would close the city gates at night.

The citizens of the Four Mile and Eight Regions were gathered at Grass City, and almost all the information that was being transmitted to the outskirts of the city were gathered at every city gate. When the citizens of the Grass City saw the blue uniformed soldiers, they immediately remembered the scene from six years ago, where these soldiers were similar to Yang Bing Tai.

Everyone had a bag of tofu on their back. Furthermore, none of them had any whips, they were all bald, and the longest hair on their heads was only about an inch long.

More importantly, the pride and boldness from these soldiers were like nothing more than trash to them.

”Is it a soldier?” God … Everyone, run away! The foreigners are calling again! ”Quickly run …”

”What's going on? They're not foreigners, they look just like us …”

”Don't be a fool, they are a group of miscreants. They might even be the two miscreants Xiao Letian brought over …”

”Look, why are there a group of Yellow Ribbon Guards at the front? Who are they escorting? ”Don't tell me he's a prince …”

The Grass City was in chaos, the commoners who were running away talked endlessly. The habits of the people of the Beijing, who liked to talk big, did not even forget when they were running for their lives.

In front of the new army formation, who else but Prince alcohol could be begging Xiao Letian? When the famous prince of late Qing heard about Xiao Letian's achievements in the battle in Europe, she immediately rushed out with her group of guards without saying a word. He and her brother went their separate ways and were responsible for persuading Ci An to be angry, while Yi Xuan's goal was to negotiate with him in the wilderness.

”Mr. Xiao... Mr. Xiao, we are discussing... The imperial government will not treat you unfairly! ”

”Prime Minister Xiao... You are the Prime Minister of the Ryukyu, the Prime Minister of our Da Qing Empire. You should at least consider yourself as an official of the imperial government, and appreciate the honor of the imperial government! ”

”Name your price. Tell me what you want.” 500,000 silver? One million silver? Not Enough... I, Xiao Wang, will grind my teeth today. One million and five hundred thousand.

Yi Xuan was so anxious that he was about to cry. Not even twenty minutes after he left the city, he had already encountered an overwhelming wave of soldiers. Xiao Letian knew how to use Sky Fire … Defeated, completely defeated! ”

Yi Xuan captured more than ten soldiers to ask around, only then did he know that the army was defeated by a type of Heaven Flame that could burn in water. This time, Prince of Alcohol was completely dumbfounded, a wave of cold air rushed from his spine all the way to his head.

He also wanted to escape, but he couldn't! He was still of the imperial family. He was the emperor's blood uncle. Everyone could escape in the Great Qing Dynasty, but he couldn't. He could only brace himself and charge forward.

However, the more he looked, the more sad he became. How was this just a skilled eight flag man? These were all beggars! He was running so fast that he was about to lose his breath and kneel by the side of the road, drinking dirty water. Before he could even take a few gulps, his head tilted to the side and he fainted into a puddle.

The soldier that was addicted to smoking laid down under the willow tree. He kept moaning nonstop, and his eyes were glazed over.

As for those soldiers who were still running, they were all like homeless dogs, dragging their legs loose like footcloths on the ground. Their feet that had lost their shoes were covered in blood, and even their hair was disheveled like that of a demon's.

When Prince alcohol appeared in front of them, this group of homeless dogs finally found their backbone. They knelt on the ground and cried out in pain, ”My lord, please save me … The ones that Xiao Letian had brought with him were all heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals … They aren't human, they know how to use Sky Fire! ”

Right at this moment, the of the New Army rushed up and kicked the Eight Flags Soldier s who were kowtowing one by one onto the ground in front of the Prince of Alcohol. After that, with two swings of his blade, he cut off both of his thumbs.

”Ah …” ”Prince, save me, it hurts …” The screams were earth-shattering, but no one dared to resist. They were already thoroughly scared to death by the new army. They would rather have their fingers chopped off than to resist.

”Stop...” All of you, stop right there... I am the Prince of Alcohol of the Great Qing! If there's anything coming at me... Don't hurt my people... This is retribution! ”