The British and French allied forces won the best of their victory. Since landing in Dagu, they have advanced rapidly and rarely encountered an enemy. Even the elite troops guarding the capital of the Qing army would be defeated. The worst was that the Mongolian cavalry in Senggeerqin was killed and injured, and in the end only seven people escaped.

Montauban, the commander-in-chief of the coalition, couldn't help but feel at ease. Looking at the many wars between the Qing Dynasty and other countries, although they were more defeated than they won, they were so thoroughly defeated this time, and the 10,000 coalition forces on their side only lost a few people. Such a victory should be enough to make him famous in history!

The nearly 10,000 troops maintained a neat formation. Under the protection of the cavalry on both sides, the rifles were in front and artillery were behind, and they were like a winding red and blue striped giant python, slowly advancing towards the capital.

Looking at the towering city gate in the distance, Montubang smiled a little. When he entered the city later, he must take a photo on the throne of the emperor of China to commemorate this great day.

"Report to Commander!"

A French soldier in a blue uniform trotted to Montauban and saluted respectfully, "I found a small group of Chinese troops appearing on the city wall, as if to defend the city!"

"Oh?" Montubang raised his eyebrows. Could it be that Senggeerqin was not giving up? When the more than 5,000 Qing soldiers he had just encountered collapsed without fighting when they heard the sound of cannons. They were so scared that they ran away like rats. Are they still coming now?

As soon as he stretched out his hand, someone had already handed a monocular telescope to his hand. Montauban raised the telescope and looked at the city wall. He saw more than a dozen Chinese people with big braids standing on the city wall with expressionless faces, holding strange black weapons in their hands.

But seeing that some of them were wearing Qing army uniforms, while others were wearing brown cloth clothes, and they were mixed in clothes. At first glance, they were just a temporary team of pieces. Montauban smiled and shook his head. Even the generals of China fled. Do you send these miscellaneous troops to die? Want to use these dozen people to block ten thousand well-equipped mighty troops on their side? It’s so ridiculous!

Seeing that the army suddenly stopped, Erkin rode to Montauban, dismounted and bowed briefly, and asked, "Commander, what's wrong? Why did the army stop?"

Montubang smiled and handed the telescope over, "You can see it yourself! Although these Chinese people are stupid, they are very tenacious! You can send someone to tell their prince not to make unnecessary resistance, this will only be a waste of death! I am a soldier, not a butcher!"

When Erjin saw these miscellaneous troops in the city, he didn't even have a number, and he frowned. After a while, when he saw the soldiers wearing Qing army uniforms, his eyes suddenly lit up and he smiled and said, "Mr. Commander, congratulations, you will definitely be able to return with a full load this time, and your emperor will definitely reward you heavily!"

Montauban was stunned by Erkin's words and asked, "What does these Chinese have to do with rewards?"

Erjin smiled proudly and said, "You know, this is the place where the emperors and ministers of China live. There are gold, silver and jewelry as high as a mountain. As long as we take a handful of them back, we can enjoy our lives luxuriously. If we pick up some precious items and present them to the emperor, our career in the future will naturally be smooth! I was worried before that they would open the city gate to welcome us in, so I really don't know what excuses to plunder!"

He pointed to the miscellaneous soldiers on the city excitedly and said, "God blessed, they actually sent troops to block our progress. This not only gave us a few more bargaining chips during negotiations, but I also decided that given their rude offense, they would rob the city for three days after entering the city, and even the Forbidden City and the Old Summer Palace, the private garden of the Emperor of China, cannot be spared!"

Montauban didn't know much about politics, nor did he be as scrupulous as Erkin. He hesitated for a moment and said, "Can this work be possible? I am only guarding the city, but I am afraid that when the cannon sounds, they will fall from the city wall without waiting for the charge!"

Erkin smiled and comforted: "Don't worry, my dear commander, the more we fight, the more we can get in the negotiations, and of course your contributions will be indispensable here!"

"Okay!" Montubang nodded. He cared more about his career than his sympathy for the Chinese. If he could be promoted to a MP through this battle, then these Chinese people would be considered dead!

"The whole army lined up!" Montauban commanded in an orderly manner. Since it was a battle, he had to show off his appearance. How could a loose formation be?

The coalition units, which received the order, quickly gathered into hollow square formations and lined up outside the capital. The soldiers also saw the defensive forces with disorganized military uniforms on the city. Although they all made their postures, they did not take the enemy seriously at all. They smiled happily, thinking about which direction to start looting when they entered the city.

"Report to the commander, a man walked out of the city, seemed to want to negotiate!"

Montauban curled his lips, and the situation was already set. The negotiation was a bit late at this time! But since the other party had already released someone, he should respond. At worst, he could pretend not to understand what he said!

He gently waved his whip and slowly drove out of the square formation under the protection of a fifty cavalry. Then he stopped the horse outside the range of the Qing army. He saw a young man who looked like a rich businessman standing at the gate of the city. He looked quite handsome and stood there calmly, looking fearless.

"Who are you? Did the prince send you to negotiate?"

Montauban and Chinese exchanges have always been the latter’s own translation, so he naturally believed that the person in front of him must also understand some French.

The man looked at Montauban for no reason and pointed at his nose and said a lot of things he couldn't understand.

Montubang was surprised. Since this man couldn't understand French, why did he still come out to negotiate? "Who are you? Did the prince send you to negotiate?"

This time he asked again in bad English.

The Chinese national talent in front of him had a sudden expression on his face, as if he had already understood it. He scratched his ears and heads and thought for a long time, then squeezed out a few inexplicable English words from his mouth. Finally, he simply stomped his feet and shouted in English: "FU, CK, YOU!"
Chapter completed!