Before leaving Jinzhou, Fang Er secretly went to the world passage.
With a wave of his hand, he released ten steel drums, each with a capacity of one ton, all filled with diesel fuel. This was for the subsequent supplies of Wang Xuance and his group.
Ammunition might not be enough, but these behemoths could cause considerable trouble for the Qing army even without firing.
As long as Zu Dashou was as skilled a fighter as historically recorded, defeating the Qing army would only be a matter of time.
After doing this, he, along with Ge Luoyang and others, embarked on the journey south with Li Shimin, Li Tai, and Li Ke.
The T-90 only had three compartments, not enough to seat everyone. The others sat on top of the turret.
Four tanks roared across the plains of Liaodong at a speed of sixty kilometers per hour.
In early July, while the weather should have been hot and sweltering, Li Shimin, sitting on the tank turret, felt a chill.
He looked at Fang Er with confusion and asked.
"Kid, why is this weather so bizarre?"
Fang Er replied with emotion, "This is the arrival of a mini ice age. Winters have become incredibly long.
Furthermore, the drought and lack of rain, coupled with temperatures below the accumulated heat requirements for crop harvesting, made life the most difficult for the common people during this period."
Li Shimin, understanding only half of it, pressed further, "What is accumulated heat?"
Fang Er explained, "Every plant has a lower limit temperature for growth. Only when the temperature exceeds this limit can it grow and develop. The excess temperature value that effectively contributes to plant growth and development is called accumulated heat. It is the sum of effective temperatures during the entire growing season of a plant.
For example, wheat, generally speaking, requires accumulated heat greater than 0°C of 120°C from sowing to the unfolding of the first leaf; each new leaf on the main stem requires about 70-80°C of accumulated heat; overwintering to form a robust seedling with five or six leaves requires accumulated heat of 500-600°C. If it is less than 400°C, it is difficult to form a robust seedling, while if it exceeds 700°C, it tends to grow too vigorously.
Taking wheat in the Central Plains as an example, if judged by a good harvest, it requires accumulated heat greater than 10°C of 3500 to 4500°C."
This explanation only made Li Shimin more bewildered.
"What is Celsius?"
"Never mind, if you don't understand, you don't understand. Someone professional will handle this.
I need to let old Fang (Fang Xuanling) learn properly from this kid. He's lived to be useless, I've never heard him utter the term 'accumulated heat'."
He shifted his gaze to the sides of the road. At this time of year, it should have been the autumn planting season, but in the fields on both sides, there were few people working.
Fan Zhiwan, the garrison commander of Shanhaiguan Pass, sat high on the city wall, listening to the military intelligence from outside the pass.
Suddenly, he saw four strange figures approaching Shanhaiguan Pass at extreme speed, kicking up clouds of dust.
He immediately stood up and shouted a command to his soldiers.
"Alert!"
The guards at the gate, hearing this, quickly pulled on the winch and closed the heavy city gate.
The tanks had to stop outside the pass. Seeing the city gate closed, Li Shimin became furious and said to Fang Er, "Blast this city gate open for me!"
Fang Er, however, smiled and shook his head, "Your Majesty, we are all sitting on the turret!"
Saying that, he took out a token from his pocket and threw it to Ge Luoyang.
After giving some instructions, Ge Luoyang went to the foot of the pass, forcefully threw the token up to the city wall, and then shouted loudly.
"A great victory at Jinzhou, open the gate quickly! Miss the report of victory and lose your heads!"
Fan Zhiwan was startled at first, then, looking at the token handed to him by his subordinate, he saw four large characters engraved on it.
Jinzhou Governor
This token was indeed borrowed by Fang Er from Zu Dashou.
Successfully deceiving the gate of Shanhaiguan Pass open, after retrieving Zu Dashou's token, the tanks continued their journey.
When passing through Tangshan, Fang Er sent Li Shimin away and refueled the tanks with oil stored in the warehouse.
As dusk fell, the tanks appeared outside Beijing.
Coming from the north, the closest gates into the city were Deshengmen and Andingmen.
Both of these city gates served as passages for the army to enter and exit the capital.
Leaving from Andingmen meant stabilizing the four directions.
Entering through Deshengmen meant returning victorious.
Upon seeing the plaque of Deshengmen, Li Shimin said sarcastically, "What great prestige! Being beaten into such a state by foreign tribes, yet the Son of Heaven can still sit on the imperial court!"
"Follow me into the city and teach these unfilial descendants a lesson!"
Fang Er rolled his eyes, "Father, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty is not named Li; his surname is Zhu~~"
Li Shimin's eyes widened, "So what if his surname is Zhu? He is a thousand years later than me. Regardless of his surname, he is still my descendant!
It would be his good fortune if I could personally beat him! What a disgrace!"
The Qing soldiers outside Jinzhou, with their queues, had infuriated him to no end. A bunch of barbarians dared to covet the foundation of the Central Plains?
If it were during the Tang Dynasty, he would blow up their ancestral graves!
Ge Luoyang, holding Zu Dashou's token once again, stood at the foot of Deshengmen and shouted the words of victory.
However, this time, the guards at Deshengmen did not open the gate for him. Instead, they scolded him.
"Do you understand the rules? This gate is only opened for returning armies. Hurry and detour elsewhere!"
Li Shimin was enraged, pointing at Deshengmen, he said, "Blast the gate open for me!"
Fang Er: ..........
This damned royal dignity~~
If you do this, you will be relieved, but where will it leave Chongzhen's face??
However, thinking about the purpose of his visit this time, and the plans he had made earlier, he decided to indulge him. Letting the capital fall into chaos was not a big deal!
Picking up the walkie-talkie and giving the order to Wang Xuance inside the compartment, he quickly pulled Li Shimin off the turret and jumped down.
Li Tai, inside the compartment, also heard the order through his headphones. With a smile, he started the loader, and a massive shell was sent into the barrel. Then, he lightly pressed the fire button.
Boom!
The shell left the barrel and flew towards Deshengmen.
The huge recoil and the localized high pressure generated during the launch instantly enveloped the tank in dust.
The next moment, the shell struck Deshengmen.
Boom!
The violent explosion directly blasted a large hole in the city gate.
The guards were stunned. Was this even more powerful than the Redcoat Cannons? What kind of cannon was this!
After reacting, they quickly shouted, "Enemy attack, enemy attack! Prepare artillery!"
But Fang Er gave them no chance to fire. After returning to the tank with Li Shimin, they charged directly into the city.
The Redcoat Cannons were the most powerful artillery at this time, but their cumbersome barrels made them inflexible. Moreover, with Fang Er and his group already inside the city, the cannons were rendered useless.
There was no choice but to fire the warning flares and chase behind the tanks.
It was almost time for the curfew, and there were few pedestrians on the street. The Qing stone slab road creaked and groaned under the tracks of the tanks.
After entering the city, they headed south. After not walking for long, they saw the Imperial Palace walls.
ps: There is too much information and too many characters to research. The next chapter might be a bit late, so you can go to sleep first.