Although the broken city gate of Hangzhou Qiantang City has been planted with the Taiping Green Flag, which represents the change of hands, in the Waiguo New City, sporadic fierce fighting still continues in several areas.
"That's interesting..."
Wang Yanzhang, who was leaning against a wall, muttered to himself, touching the blood that was dripping from his head.
The defensive soldiers on the front of the city showed diametrically opposite courage, fighting spirit, and tenacity after being in the corresponding city mansions on their respective escape routes. Among them are some close combat and good swordsmen.
Therefore, Wang Yanzhang could not help but fall into the siege of the opponent's strenuous siege when he was under the hood; he could only retreat back for a little reorganization and ease his breath, and suffered several blows on his body and head.
"Lieutenant, let me rush for a while, I don't believe this..."
As one of the three brothers from the old rebel army, Zhang Guiba's third brother, Zhang Guibian, couldn't help but say. Then he was slapped by Wang Yanzhang on his forehead and staggered to drink:
"You stupid guy, how many times have we said in late school; as long as there are better choices, don't just take your own life to fight..."
"The Metropolitan Government House is delicious and delicious. The salary is enough to support everyone, but you don't let you give up your life casually... Just rush forward..."
Then he shouted loudly behind him
"Second battalion commander, take my Italian cannon..." Ah no, it's "Is the support from the team and the grenadier coming up... Burn me his mother..."
"I'm coming.."
In the rapid response from far to near, the soldiers who lived with weapons and crossbows crouched in the street, and the jump soldiers behind the temporary shelters also moved their bodies to make way for a passage.
I saw a number of lightly outfitted pawns with only leather pockets and vests. The two of them carried a tubular object together, and rushed forward without stopping, reaching the corner of the street where the wall and the ground were filled with arrow feathers. Place, put down the firearm in his hand to operate.
Surprisingly, it uses two leather cannons that wrap a relatively thin iron bore, wrapped in thick leather and put on iron hoops, and a simple wooden cannon that temporarily hollows out the tree section and fills the iron bore tightly; then stuffs it into the belt. Gunpowder bag and projectile bag with fuse.
Then it was placed on the car that followed, and slowly pushed out the street corner under the cover of the chest-high big player, roughly aligning it with the padded gate not far away and the wall where many baffles were erected and sporadic arrows, and pulled hard. Lower the fuse.
Suddenly, there was a sudden jump of the small car, and a series of gray smoke shook and shot out, exploding many dense iron pills out of thin air; in a blink of an eye, the gate of the confinement vermillion paint and the wall of Yanbian were hit with a lot of holes, and it was broken again The inverted half fell apart in the smoke and dust.
Suddenly, most of the stuffed furniture that was dumped in the back was revealed, as well as the silhouettes of people who threw down on the ground and screamed and raced to flee. The big players led by Wang Yanzhang also rushed to the front and swarmed in along the remnant portal that had been pushed aside.
At this time, no matter if it came from the bow arrows on the left and right walls, or the martial artist who suddenly jumped from behind the door, disappeared. Because they either turned around and flees because they were so scared, they were lying on the ground, struggling and groaning, and died slowly.
It was the grenadier who asked Wang Yanzhang to bring over as a follow-up suppression method, but he didn't come in handy for a while. However, he didn't hesitate long before continuing to shout.
"Each team formed two types of combat groups B and C on their own, and continued to carry out in-depth assault searches for buildings. When they encountered obstacles, they only besieged but not taken, despite the bombings. Dare to resist control and kill without arms..."
After a while, Wang Yanzhang walked through the messy courtyards and a mess of multiple buildings, and finally saw the last group of people who were stubbornly resisting on the rockery pavilion by the pond in the back garden.
Just between the pavilions and the rocky rocks, dozens of good players in variegated armors, armed with swords and sticks, cooperated with skillful alternate cover to fight and kill, so that the Taiping soldiers who had repeatedly attacked were unable to attack them. Someone is yelling:
"Zhushan Sanyi is here, don't be a thief, let's have a few more to die..."
"Iron hand Meng Shangao, come and kill your grandfather's neck quickly..."
"I am the Xiling Ranger Tie Jiansheng, who dare to put me right..."
However, the voice did not finish, and the grenadier who came with Wang Yanzhang had already marked the initial demarcation, and used a special catapult made of bamboo and tendon to fly several sassafras bombs, although some people saw that the situation was not good. Waved to pick up and call, and then a cloud of gray smoke exploded among them.
When the soldiers rushed forward to make up the knife and catch the prisoners again, they found that among the dead bodies, there was still a tall old man with gray hair and elegant style, holding a blood-stained body. Staring at it, he bit his fingers and dropped out of his face, and he said righteously, still cursing himself:
"A thief injures goodness, and I am in the best position. When you are not in the same position, you must turn a ghost behind you..."
Wang Yanzhang, who was impatient with his face, shot his bow with his own hand and shot an arrow in his heart. He suddenly lost his voice and suddenly fell from the two-foot-high rockery, hitting the bulge under the rockery, and immediately stained a large area of water .
Then Wang Yanzhang was dissatisfied with the left and right.
"What kind of situation are you doing? This kind of stubborn people won't deal with it, is it still reserved for the New Year..."
"Didn't I want to catch someone alive so that everyone can have a trial... Then I know that there are a lot of troubles in the follower, and I also said a lot of something and nothing..."
Zhang Guibian, who led the team, scratched his head apologetically:
"Why listen to him so much!..."
Wang Yanzhang shook his head bitterly.
"I am waiting for the Taiping Army for the well-being and survival of the vast number of poor people in the world. Unlike this generation of wealthy families who just want to keep their personal wealth and power and ignore the life and death of others, they are originally the enemy of life and death; let him speak like a tongue. No matter how reasonable it is, it is useful for birds..."
"Could it be that if there are too many principles, those people in the world who starve to death and freeze to death, who have been forced to death, can come back to life again... You dare to swear to turn ghosts behind you, shouldn't it be the people who died in vain? People, under the spirited spirit, first tore away his generation, are there any grievances and revenges?"
And on the Phoenix Mountain in another place in the south of the city, under the guard of many years of loyalty, he failed to break through the southeast water gate, and had to flee to this place to escape. Jiang Huan, who had to flee to this place, also watched with a bleak expression. The city that has calmed down. This also represents the end of his years of management and ambition.
And the billowing smoke coming out of the neighborhoods where several wealthy mansions were gathered was so abrupt and obtrusive. Even more so he couldn't help muttering to himself angrily:
"Aren't they all self-reliant and powerful bots. Earlier on the city, they were not willing to sell their strength to block the thieves who broke in. What is the benefit of defending their homes desperately now
. . "
"My lord, the youngest man has found a dozen or so civilian clothes, and I asked the lord to change it later to avoid it..."
This is a pro-addict interrupted his thoughts:
"Then the young ones desperately try to get another chance to get the master out of this dangerous place, in an attempt to come back..."
"You are really interested; if you get out of trouble this time, you will definitely treat your family like my relatives..."
Jiang Huan couldn't help but looked at him. Although he still couldn't remember the other party's name, he still graciously touched his shoulders.
At this moment, he also gradually understood. The hope that he could make a comeback after he escaped can only be placed on his old rival Dong Chang.
In the old city of Qiantang where martial law was initially enforced, many scholars gathered in Guangyan Temple where they avoided the fire.
As a disciple who once worshiped Lu Guimeng, a famous scholar in Jiangdong and scholar of scholars, and the younger brother Huang Tao most valued by Huang Pu, a great scholar in Central Fujian; also in front of many silent old days, he sternly said:
"But today's people, whether openly or secretly, can no longer contend with the general trend and the world under the leadership of the metropolitan governor... Don't you understand... Or you have to wait and see with hesitation..."
"Even if you and I are both farming and studying heirs for a while, how about the reputation, even if you can teach a few children for your entire life, how many useful students and disciples will be brought out..."
"But today, the Taiping Metropolitan Government has established lectures and schools in various states, using cheap and massive new-style printing and step-by-step group teaching methods, as well as a method of verification and examination; as short as half a year and a few months. It is quick to use for a short time, and the elders' several years of learning can be used for many years.
"Every time there is a period of graduation in Jiangling, there are hundreds of thousands of students available... How can the family learning methods of my generation compare with them, how can the children of the family compete with them? "
"If you continue to hold on to the past, the Metropolitan Government really does not lack officials, and there is no shortage of options for the lower levels to drive for it; and naturally there is no need to provide preferential treatment to attract scholars and students for their own use... . Don’t care about Jiangdong Shilin’s reputation and reputation."
"This is the most important enemy and threat to those scholars/legal heirs who have been eunuchs for generations. Because he doesn't need the knowledge and expectations of his generation, and he can govern himself in a system. Ah... it is the homes of subordinate staff who have been familiar with the town for generations, and I am afraid that there will be no means to replace them."
"The current strategy that the general trend is deteriorating is only to take advantage of the knowledge of our generation or when it is still useful. It is the right thing to take oneself out. Otherwise, it is really only to take what you have learned, even though it is wasteful. It’s buried in the homeland...Are you willing to do so..."
"Don't you guys want to look for opportunities to protect some relatives and family members, and even the origins are old, so that they will not be convicted and displaced, and even worthy of a foreign country..." (End of this chapter)