I Am the Grandson of the Second Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Earning 100 Million Taels at the Beginn

"queen!"

The British Minister of State hurried into the palace and found the queen who is now in charge of the UK.

"Is His Majesty's reinforcements coming?"

The queen, who was sitting in a chair worrying, saw the minister of state affairs rushing in, her eyes showed surprise, and she hurried forward to ask.

The minister of state affairs shook his head helplessly.

Now the coast is occupied by the Ming Navy, and their ships can't get out at all.

Even if you can go out.

In such a short period of time, His Majesty the King has not received any news.

Even if the messenger flew there, the king would not be able to fly back with his army.

"I'm sorry, queen, it's not the news from His Majesty, but an envoy sent by Daming outside the city."

"It turned out to be like this, it scared me to death!"

At the first moment when the Minister of State Affairs shook his head, the Queen thought it was Daming attacking, and her heart ached instantly.

But when I heard that an envoy was sent from the opposite side, my heart was slowly relieved.

"Did they say what they were going to do?"

After patting the two tall and straight peaks, the queen sat back on the chair and asked the minister of state affairs, why did the other party send an envoy?

The minister of state affairs hesitated for a moment in embarrassment.

In the end, he gritted his teeth and said, "They gave us an ultimatum, asking us to surrender before sunrise, otherwise we will be responsible for all the consequences."

The queen, who was slapping her chest to relax, froze her hands in the air.

"Could it be that we really can't hold on to His Majesty's return?"

The queen looked at the minister of state affairs unwillingly, hoping that he could tell a piece of good news that made people happy.

It's a pity that the minister of state affairs shook his head back.

With the current guardian force in London, not to mention the hundreds of thousands of elite troops of the Ming Dynasty, even the tens of thousands of serfs might not be able to withstand it.

Moreover, in the city of London, apart from a few cannons defending the city, most of the ordinary soldiers are equipped with cold weapons.

Although the palace guards are equipped with the latest rifles, what's the use of those hundreds of people.

According to the news he got.

There are at least 10 Ming troops stationed outside the city!
God, how many people are there in the City of London?

Counting the beggars, disabled elderly, women, and children in the whole city, it is estimated that there are only 4 to [-] people.

This number of people is less than half of others. If they can resist this, then there will be a ghost.

And according to the battle report he received some time ago, coupled with his conversation with the king, he analyzed from it that the Western Alliance has no certainty of winning at all.

Even the kings of the various alliances have that in mind.

Delay the main force of Ming Dynasty by means of war, and then force Ming Ming to the negotiating table, so that their rights and interests can be preserved as much as possible.

You read that right.

These bastards have never thought about winning at all, and even know their own country, so they may not be able to keep it.

All they did was just want to surrender decently.

"What do you think?"

Seeing the Minister of State Affairs shaking his head, the Queen's eyes flashed with disappointment and regret at the same time.

When Daming launched an attack in the morning, they received the news at noon.

If she had chosen to leave at that time, she would not have faced such a predicament.

The queen is very regretful now, and has been cursing herself secretly, whether her brain was kicked by a donkey at noon, why didn't she leave quickly.

But it's useless to scold now.

The opposite side has already made an ultimatum, and it is time to make the final decision.

"I will follow your orders."

"No matter what decision you make, we will fully support you!"

How many fools are there who can be ministers of state?

Although in his heart he longed to surrender, but this word could not come out of his mouth.

If he said it out of his mouth, he will definitely suffer liquidation when the war is over in the future.

So no matter what, the words of surrender must come from the mouth of the woman in front of me.

See the ball was kicked back again.

The queen felt annoyed for a while.

Damn man.

Why are you so decisive in bed?It's a waste to be discouraged when something happens.

Glaring viciously at the minister of state affairs who bowed his head, the queen gritted her teeth and slapped the table hard.

"Then fight!"

The minister of state affairs looked up in astonishment.

Is this the very smart girl he knew?
You are usually very clever, why are you so stupid at this time?

Seeing the astonished expression of the Minister of State Affairs.

The queen's lips curled up slightly.

She understood deeply in her heart.

As a queen, once captured by the enemy, the end is very miserable.

After all, their soldiers did the same.

Since the surrender did not end well, why not fight it out?
Maybe he can persist until his husband comes back to rescue him.

Once she persists until her husband comes back to rescue, she will become the bravest and strongest queen in British history.

Of course, she had another idea in mind.

These goddamn men.

He had eaten so many benefits from her on weekdays, but now that he was in danger, he even ignored her life.

Since these men are so ruthless, let's drag them to die together.

At worst, if the battle is defeated, he would find a senior military officer of Ming Dynasty to seek asylum.

She is relatively confident in her beauty, and she is a queen, so she is not so attractive to men.

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

Looking at the silly woman in front of him, the minister of state affairs screamed angrily.

"Then do you know what you're talking about?"

The queen walked up to the other party with her skirt in hand, gave him a slap in the face, spat in a "bah", and said disdainfully:
"As the minister of state affairs of a country, when the capital is facing danger, you actually want to run away, and even want to surrender to the enemy!"

"Don't think I don't know, if it wasn't for your family's treasures, I'm afraid you would have run away like those bastards."

"I tell you, I will not surrender to the enemy, for Great Britain, for my husband, for all the people!"

"Of course!" The queen squatted down and looked at the Minister of State Affairs who covered her face and glared angrily at her, and stretched out her fingers to hook the other's chin.

"For you too!"

Gently leaning close to its ear, the queen uttered a devil whisper.

"I knew there would be such a day, so I wrote all the things with you on a parchment scroll, and this parchment scroll is on the body of the king's guard."

"Just like you, he is also someone who has a relationship with me."

"But the only difference is that he has always been loyal to me and is willing to give his life for me."

"I already told him when I set off that if anything happened to me, I would hand over the parchment to His Majesty the King."

"When the time comes, hahahahaha..."

The Queen let out a maniacal laugh.

"Crazy, you crazy..."

Knowing that the woman had left a hand, the Minister of State Affairs angrily threw her to the ground.

"Hehehe... Can't wait? Do you want to go crazy before you die!"

The Queen laughed, and lay down on the fine rug, her arms spread out.

"Come, my knight, please show the heroic side of your man."

"By the way, please don't forget, don't just show your bravery on me, I also need you to show your bravery in front of the enemy."

"what!"

The minister of state uttered a roar, and stretched out his hand only to be stabbed, and the skirt of the finest fabric was torn to pieces.

Then he bit down hard like a madman.

3 minutes later.

The minister of state affairs blindly walked out of the queen's bedroom, leaving behind only a woman laughing wildly.

"Refused?"

Ming army camp outside the city.

Qi Yuan, who was in command of the Nanbuzhou Army, glanced at the returning envoy in astonishment.

The envoy nodded.

"Yes, Qi Shuai, their minister of state and defender of the capital refused."

"In his words, this is the land they grew up on, and no matter what threats they face, they will not give up."

"Ha ha…"

Hearing the messenger's reply, Qi Yuan chuckled.

"I didn't expect these white-skinned pigs to have a courageous side."

"But courage is commendable, but the brain is too stupid."

"Hahaha…"

The staff generals around burst into laughter.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, you go back first."

Waving to let the envoy go out, Qi Yuan turned around and came to the side of the London sand that was just made today, looked at the sand table, stroked his chin, and pondered.

The surrounding generals and staff officers did not bother, and just waited quietly.

They have been following Qi Yuan for many years, and they know that this commander has a special habit, that is, he doesn't like to discuss with others when making the initial plan.

Often the opponent will first formulate an operational outline, and then ask the staff generals to refer to the supplementary details.

"How many of our heavy artillery have been brought in?"

Looking at Qi Yuan who didn't raise his head on the sand table, he asked.

"Report, our army currently has 155 heavy artillery pieces of 80 caliber, and the rest of the regiments have a total of 100 light artillery pieces of 320 caliber. Tiger crouching guns..."

"All right!"

Qi Yuan interrupted the report by raising his hand, he just wanted to know the number of long-range artillery, and he was not interested in close-combat stuff like tiger crouching guns.

Raising his hand, he took out three artillery flags and inserted them in three places on the sand table.

"The artillery with a caliber of more than [-] is mixed into an artillery corps, and three divisions are stationed in these three areas, waiting for combat orders."

"An Yu, you are in charge!"

"Yes!"

The general who reported the artillery just now took a step forward, raised his hand in salute, and took the order to leave.

"The Second Corps of the Marine Corps is here, and their mission is to attack the East City..."

"Army No.80 Sixth Corps is responsible for attacking from here and sweeping out the obstacles in this area..."

"Army number..."

Flags representing different legions were planted on the sand table, and every time a flag was planted, Qi Yuan would issue an order.

The officer who received the order took a quick step forward, saluted and left.

Soon half of the headquarters was empty, leaving only dozens of staff members pointing on the sand table, constantly adjusting the positions of each legion.

After giving the general order, Qi Yuan casually took a small horse and sat at the door of the tent, coiled a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, looked at the morning star in the east, and hummed a piece of opera softly in his mouth.

Qi Yuan may be due to his personality. Unlike other generals who love wine, sex or meat, he likes to listen to operas and drink tea.

Many generals who got along with him complained that this guy didn't look like a general at all, but looked like a civil servant.

The noise in the command room did not affect Qi Yuan's mood.

Drinking the imperial green tea poured by the guard next to him, playing with the high-quality red sandalwood beads that Zhu Zhangui gave him, leisurely admiring the arrival of dawn.

Time passed slowly, and the eastern sky suddenly turned dark from the gray at the beginning.

But the darkness didn't last long, and the fish-white light slowly emerged.

The interior and exterior of the command room fell silent. Except for the dispatcher who waited quietly with a microphone, everyone stood at attention and looked at Qi Yuan who was sitting at the door playing with Buddhist beads and humming opera while drinking tea.

A ray of golden light broke through the clouds from the east, traveled hundreds of millions of miles, and shone on the face of Qi Yuan who was half leaning on the horse.

The sunlight seemed very dazzling, Qi Yuan couldn't help squinting his eyes, and raised his hand to cover it.

After a while, after adapting.

He put the beads in his hand on the tray in the hands of the guard next to him, picked up the high-quality tea bowl that was also given to him by Zhu Zhangui, and took a sip of the cool tea.

Feeling the warm morning sun and the fragrant tea in his mouth, Qi Yuan exhaled comfortably, spit out a piece of tea in his mouth, and said in a calm and gentle voice: "Start!"

The Chief of Staff of the Front Army, who was waiting nearby, raised his hand in salute, then turned to face all the staff and said loudly, "Qi Shuai has an order, the attack begins!"

"Yes!"

All the staff officers responded in unison, quickly ran to the radio stations one by one, picked up the telegraph operator's microphone and shouted orders.

"Qi Shuai has an order, the attack begins!"

"Boom, boom, boom, boom..."

The first to show off are the three artillery positions.

Four hundred artillery pieces roared in unison, and shells whizzed towards the city of London in the distance.

"Boom boom boom boom boom..."

The quiet morning was broken by a shocking explosion, houses and buildings collapsed.

No matter if they were civilians, soldiers, or nobles, they became ants and were ruthlessly crushed under the shocking artillery fire.

God is fair at this moment, no matter how high your status is, you deserve to die.

The queen, who was sitting disheveled on the steps of the palace, watched the explosion in the city, got up silently and returned to the palace.

She is going to freshen up.

She wants to use the most perfect posture and the most beautiful appearance in exchange for a chance of survival for herself.

The shelling lasted for half an hour.

After the last shell fell, three red flares flew into the sky.

"Beep beep beep beep..."

While everyone was looking at the signal flares in the sky, the buglemen of the legions jumped out one by one, raised their copper horns wrapped in red cloth, puffed their cheeks and blew the horn of attack.

"Your Majesty has an order, the first Marquis to rush into the opponent's palace, brothers, follow me!"

An officer jumped out of the departure trench, hissing and waving his pistol.

"Marquis...Marquis...Marquis..."

The soldiers were stunned for a moment, and then let out a roar that shook the sky.

One by one, with bayonet-tipped rifles, they charged the city of London like madmen.

According to historical records of the Ming Dynasty: the eighth day of April in the fourth year of Yongxing.

After half a year's voyage, the Southern Front Army finally arrived at the combat target, the British main island.

Landed at Dover on the morning of the eighth day of the eighth day, and attacked the city of London before dark.

The attack on the City of London was launched on the ninth day of the lunar month, and fierce fighting continued for a day.

At the cost of more than 1500 casualties, Ming took the capital of the rising empire on which the sun never sets.

As a result, the Great Eagle Empire became the first country whose capital was occupied since the war between the East and the West.