Rebirth of The Deer and the Cauldron, Wei Xiaobao Becomes a God

Thinking of this, Zheng Kezang raised his head and took a big gulp of strong liquor, then bit his finger hard and wrote on the wall while talking to himself:

"People laugh at me for being cheap, but I laugh at others for not seeing me. I am ridiculed by the world once, and I will be buried in the sea of ​​fire and make the fields fertile!"

After finishing writing, he burst into laughter, his laughter full of self-mockery and sadness.

Then he picked up the oil lamp, lit the liquor in the bowl, and poured the burning liquor into the wine cellar.

Suddenly, blazing flames shot up into the sky, spreading rapidly and instantly engulfing Zheng Kezang.

"Have you found the incestuous child?" Zheng Keshuang asked Liu Zihua with a gloomy face.

"Second Master, according to the captured servants, the eldest master went to the wine cellar, and the fire just now started in the wine cellar. I guess the eldest master is no longer alive now." Liu Zihua replied.

"Hmph, this way I don't have to do it myself!" Zheng Keshuang raised the corner of his mouth slightly, with a hint of cunning in his eyes.

An hour passed and the entire eldest son's mansion was reduced to ashes. Only the broken wall of the wine cellar remained, which surprisingly preserved the four sentences written by Zheng Kezang before his death.

Zheng Keshuang stood in front of the broken wall, staring at the words on the wall, and sneered: "You should have died a long time ago, but you're dying now!"

Then, he turned to face Feng Xifan, Liu Zihua and Yang Yi behind him and said with a firm gaze: "Next stop, the palace!"

At the front gate of the palace, the Shenji Camp had already arranged itself into a neat attack formation. They held muskets in their hands and stared firmly ahead.

At the same time, the Royal Guards guarding the palace also stood on the walls of the palace. They held swords and had serious expressions, forming a confrontation with the Shenji Camp.

There was a tense atmosphere between the two sides, as if a major war was about to break out.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, this is terrible! The Second Young Master has led the Shenji Camp and has surrounded the front gate of the palace." A eunuch rushed into the palace anxiously, ran to Zheng Jing's bed, and reported in a trembling voice.

When Zheng Jing heard the news, he became so angry that his face turned red.

"Cough, cough, cough..." He started coughing violently and his body kept shaking.

After a long while, he finally calmed down and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand.

"Where is Zang'er? Has Zang'er entered the palace?" Zheng Jing asked anxiously, breathing heavily.

"The eldest young master has not returned since he left the palace yesterday. This morning, bursts of gunfire were heard from the west of Shuntian City. I'm afraid something happened to the eldest young master." The eunuch answered worriedly, his face full of worry and uneasiness.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Zheng Jing coughed violently again, and his body began to tremble violently.

At this moment, there were suddenly loud explosions of "boom, boom, boom..." and the whole earth began to shake.

Zheng Jing widened his eyes and looked out the window in horror, his heart filled with fear and despair.

"Has the fighting started?" Zheng Jing asked in a trembling voice.

The eunuch pricked up his ears and listened carefully to the noise outside, his brows furrowed. He thought the sound of the cannon was a little strange, the front door was clearly on the east side, but the sound of the cannon came from the west.

Could it be that Simon was also attacked?

"Your Majesty, the sound of the cannon did not come from the front gate, but from the west gate." A guard reported to Zheng Jing who was lying on the sickbed.

"What? This evil boy, is he going to rebel? Help me go and see!" Zheng Jing was shocked when he heard the news. He endured the pain and prepared to get up with difficulty.

The eunuch at the side hurried forward, carefully helped Zheng Jing up, and asked with concern: "Your Majesty, you are not feeling well, do you need to rest first? We can send someone to check on the situation."

Zheng Jing shook his head and said firmly, "No, I must go and see for myself." Then he turned to the chief eunuch and asked, "Where is that evil boy now?"

The chief eunuch replied, "The front door."

Zheng Jing thought about it, and then said resolutely: "Then let's go to the front door." After that, he slowly walked out of the bedroom with the help of the eunuch.

At this time, the atmosphere at the front gate of the palace was tense and solemn. Both sides of the confrontation heard the sound of artillery coming from afar, causing a commotion.

But the sound clearly came from behind the palace, which made them confused and uneasy.

Zheng Keshuang anxiously asked Feng Xifan beside him: "Master, where does this cannon sound come from?"

Feng Xifan frowned, thought for a moment and then answered: "I'm not sure. The sound is a bit far away, it seems to be from the direction of the port."

At the front gate of the palace, the commander of the Imperial Guard, Zheng Ping, had a serious expression on his face. He shouted to his soldiers, "There is no signal smoke at the west gate. You all should keep an eye on the Shenji Camp in front!" Then, he turned to one of his lieutenants and ordered, "You lead a team of people and quickly go to the west gate to find out the situation. If there is anything unusual, report it immediately!"

The deputy general took the order and left in a hurry with a team of elite soldiers. Zheng Ping stayed at the front door and continued to vigilantly observe the surrounding movements.

At this moment, the sound of artillery fire in the distance became more and more frequent, like the roar of thousands of thunders, deafening;

The ground also began to tremble violently, as if a devastating earthquake had occurred. Even the tiles on the palace gates were shaken off, making crisp sounds.

"Master, the sound of artillery fire is getting louder and louder, and the situation doesn't seem good! How should we deal with it?" Zheng Keshuang looked into the distance anxiously, his eyes full of worry.

"If we delay, something unexpected will happen. We cannot wait any longer. Launch the attack immediately!" Feng Xifan gave the order decisively with a firm look in his eyes.

"Shenji Camp, prepare to attack!" Zheng Keshuang gave the order to Liu Zihua without hesitation.

"Yes, sir!" Liu Zihua responded respectfully, then turned and shouted to the soldiers behind him: "Pass my order, the Shenji Battalion is ready to attack!"

After Liu Zihua finished speaking, he ordered the messenger to urge his horse to the artillery position of the Shenjiying and convey Zheng Keshuang's order.

"Fire!" With the order, hundreds of cannons that had been aimed at the palace gate roared in unison.

Hundreds of huge iron balls whizzed out, and with unparalleled force, they smashed hard into the palace gate and the walls on both sides.

In an instant, the palace gates and walls collapsed under the impact of artillery fire, raising clouds of dust.

Zheng Ping, the commander of the Imperial Guards, who was originally standing on the gate tower commanding the battle, unfortunately fell from the collapsed gate tower.

Fortunately, he was wearing heavy armor and was not seriously injured.

"Charge!" With a loud shout, the soldiers of the Shenji Camp quickly launched a free attack in units of tents.

They rushed towards the enemy like a tiger descending from the mountain.

During the Ming and Qing dynasties, the army had a strict organizational system, which was divided into seven levels: town, association, brigade, battalion, team, sentry, and tent. The corresponding modern military system is division, brigade, regiment, battalion, company, platoon, and squad.

As an elite force, the Shenji Camp had twelve soldiers in each tent, ten tents formed a team, ten teams formed a battalion, and five battalions formed a battalion.

The entire Shenji Camp has a total of six thousand people.