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"That's it?" The squad leader called the clever ghost did not expect that the siege battle, which was killed by the sun and the moon in the mouth of Mr. Storyteller, and the bloody siege battle actually became a child's thing like climbing a wall and a tree in the hands of these people.

Looking at the corpses of several lying city patrol soldiers in the corners of the city, it was obvious that their necks had been wiped at close range, but the wounds were blocked with strips of cloth from their clothes, and they couldn't smell blood at all if they didn't get close. There was a slew god in a fancy dress who impatiently commanded the soldiers who climbed up the soft ladder to the top of the city and hurried down the road to the city. At this moment, a bright light flashed, and the soldier motioned with his hand to silence everyone, and then Hòu pushed a few stupid and stunned soldiers into the corner and hid them. In the distance, a lantern approached, and a squad patrolling the city came to take over. Gradually, Jiàn approached and listened to Wu Nong's soft voice and said, "These slackers are sleeping on the horse wall again, get up, it's time for you to suffer, you have good luck, go home and sleep." ”

"Ahem, cough, cough" The killing god quickly put on a trumpet, replaced a spear in his hand, lowered his head and coughed, and the soldiers who came to change the guard didn't care, thinking that the old soldier was suffering from tuberculosis again. Kindly, he walked a few steps with the lantern and asked, "Are you okay?" "Let's take a look, just around the last battlement, a group of ghosts like a string leading, neatly out of the shadows, one person waiting for one, in the blink of an eye the corpses of a dozen city patrol soldiers fell, there was a sound of tearing clothes, the blade was drawn, the wound was plugged by the strip of cloth, dragged into the darkness, except for the lonely lantern on the ground, I couldn't see what was happening, let alone think that more than a dozen lives would be confessed.

All this made Cao Linli look cold all over their bodies, their throats seemed to be blocked by hay, and some of the timid ones had already sifted the chaff. The god-killing soldier dressed as a soldier slapped a soldier on the shoulder, and the guy almost screamed, but the experienced god-killing covered his mouth with his hand and cut off the shouting sound. Waiting for the rebel soldier to calm down a little before he let go of his hand and told the soldiers to hurry down the city. At this moment, no soldier dared to disobey the orders of those flowers, and it seemed that the speed was faster than that of Xun Liàn.

Soon, another group of soldiers who had been patrolling the head of the city on this side also entered the darkness of Yongyuǎn. And it was a dozen or so god-killing soldiers who completed all this, although there was no bloodstain, but when they walked in front of the rebel soldiers, the soldiers could still feel the thick blood and coldness that could not be dissolved, and Cao Linli also found that his soldiers had become quiet and obedient, like wolves following behind the head wolf.

In a quarter of an hour, more than 300 sturdy men entered the city of Hangzhou, and the families of the bannermen were still setting up mourning halls to summon the spirits of those bannermen who did not return. A napping guy who kept vigil came out of the mourning hall and planned to steal some cold dishes in the kitchen by urine, and by the way teased the plump cook, why could the housekeeper justifiably summon her into the room to serve, but he couldn't even get a straight eye.

I'm thinking about it.,Anyway, the master is also dead.,It's better to think about stealing some gold and silver and going to Shanghai to join his cousin.,I heard that he mixed well in the Qing Gang.,There is also a small territory.,Maybe you can worship a good master by spending some silver.,Shanghai Beach will have its own name.。 I made up my mind, and I forgot to eat it happily for a while, so I went directly to the cook's house. When I got to the door and heard the water churning inside, I had to take a look through the crack in the window. But I saw a figure with a black turban tiptoeing through the corridor in front of the window, and I was indignant that this guy dared to take the lead. I was going to step forward and scare him, but I didn't expect to make a move, the man turned around suddenly, and the two of them found that they didn't know each other, and the subordinate who didn't understand what was going on was stabbed directly in the chest and abdomen by a sharp knife. In the dying struggle, he actually crashed into the other party.

"Ahh The cook who was taking a bath was frightened and screamed by the bloody man who broke through the window, and this shrill howl made half of Hangzhou jump in shock. Of course, this was an exaggeration, but then the gunfire broke out all over the city, and even the hungry people outside the city were alarmed.

The people of the Yue Wang Society and the leaders of the Qing Gang have been gathering in Chen Shaoqiu's house since Hai Shi, listening to his seemingly dreamy deployment, if it weren't for the fact that Yue Wang Hui was the organizer of this hunger riot, and Chen Shaoqiu was the founder. These party leaders are too lazy to listen to his scholarly opinions, and they never ask about the first evil, and they only investigate the people who are not as good as the coats, as if they can really enter the city, and they also enter the city to rob the outer city first, where the rich merchants gather, and the oil and water are very large.

Just when everyone was drowsy, a burst of gunfire rang out in the sky, which greatly cheered up the guys who had just been plagued like chickens, and a small leader approached the door, and rushed out, and then Hòu came back to report to the bosses.

"The city is full of fires, the city is on fire, the city gates and buildings are burning, and there is a commotion inside, I don't know what the situation is."

"Ladies and gentlemen, keep in mind the principles just mentioned, we are the kings of the Han people, and we must remember to kill innocents indiscriminately,......

"It's in town!" "Kill the Tartars!" "It's a big deal!"

Not surprisingly, these members of the party are simply the elite of the lumpenproletarians, diligent and dedicated, without doors, obedient to discipline, and to put it bluntly, it is their true nature to go on when they see a cheap and withdraw when they encounter a strong enemy. In the face of the open city gate of Hangzhou, these shouting guys rushed up, in addition to the woman is ingot, the revolutionary road of the society has nothing to do with them, and finally even dozens of backbones of the Yue Wang Association have joined the ranks of smashing the door and climbing over the wall, robbing and setting fire, violent crimes are like opium, making people unable to extricate themselves. Chen Shaoqiu, Bai Wenwei and a few students were left behind by the team, and when they entered the city gate with more than 20 people with a bird gun in their hands, the city was already in disarray, full of murder and arson, rape and robbery relics, the Manchu masters were naturally beaten, and the rich Han people as long as they were in the city could not be spared, and in just one hour, the edge of the West Lake was full of fire and crying.

"How so? How so? Chen Shaoqiu looked blankly at the street in front of him that was swallowed by the firelight, one by one the party members carried boxes of gold and silver, dragged large and small burdens, and even carried a vase upside down, walked past him, but no one said hello to their leaders, the street was full of busy worker ants, busy robbing, busy carrying, busy escaping, busy setting fires, but no one was busy with the revolution.

"Shaoqiu, we were fooled." Bai Wenwei shook his head in distress, "We were called by someone as a gun, and those northern Yankees are simply some poisonous snakes." They have long since figured out that we can't control the hungry people, and they can't control these bastards, what they need is for us to bear the big sin of murder and arson, so they set up ladders and let us steal peaches, but do you really think we can get rid of the lives of the people of Hangzhou today? We may be able to kill all the people, but what about Nanjing? What about Beijing? The Qing Dynasty will put all the hatred on the heads of dozens of us, and we will never die. ”

As if to annotate Bai Wenwei's words, neat gunshots rang out in the east gate, and after a while, those shouting and shouting for the invincible Hui party fled to the west as if they had met a ghost, and the streets and alleys were raced by thousands of grass and mud horses in an instant, but hòu was all over the ground with gold, silver, satin and antique calligraphy and paintings. In the midst of chicken feathers, Chen Shaoqiu smiled bitterly. "Brother Wen Wei, we seem to have one less trick. That's the thief shouting to catch the thief. ”

Looking at the iron-gray figures that had faintly appeared in the distance and the morning light reflected on their bayonets, under the protection of their loyal disciples, Bai Wenwei and Chen Shaoqiu fled into the wilderness, and went to Shanghai to go to the sea, to the east to find a good way to save the country.

"Sir, why are we?" The squad leader of an insurrectionary army looked at the cart behind him, and the harvest was rich, but for just the looting of the treasury and a few large mansions with official positions. I can't figure out why those Manchurian people who have committed heinous crimes don't stew it with a spoonful.

"Hehe, do you want to slaughter the city like those gangs?" Li Jin returned to the team, and his prestige was not reduced because of the exposure of his identity, but because he had a group of god-killing brothers, everyone was in awe. "It's not a good idea to slaughter the whole city."

"Captain, let's explain it to everyone. I think the brothers want to know. ”

"Okay, then I'll tell you." Li Jin sat on the wheel of the car and saw that the soldiers around him were all gathered around. "First of all, I do belong to an army. As you can see, this unit is well-trained, well-equipped, invincible, and invincible, and what we have just cooperated with is a special operations detachment. Let's talk about why we didn't slaughter the city, but let the party figures do it. There are three disadvantages of slaughtering the city, the first is to increase the strength of resistance and increase unnecessary losses for yourself. The second is to ruin the reputation of our rebel army and provide a pretext for the Qing court to slander and demonize our rebel army. Thirtieth to reduce the financial burden of the imperial court, these Manchurians do not produce, all rely on the Qing court to feed, in the Kangxi period these hardcore crops made the imperial court unbearable, we slaughtered the city to the better, which is equivalent to helping the Qing court reduce the burden. Therefore, leaving these wasted lives and taking away their ill-gotten gains is the right solution. ”

Seeing that the soldiers all had expressions of sudden realization, Li Jin also smiled. Killing to enhance the bloodiness and bravery of the army is right and wrong, and indiscriminate killing increases the army's anger rather than bravery, and once this anger is not well controlled, it will backfire on the army. Or the general seat is right, there is a better way to deal with the people in the city. The Manchu officers and soldiers who dared to resist were disposed of in the battle array, and the cowardly Manchu youths and the old and weak were returned to the Qing court. These completely wasted youths, the old, and the weak were sent back, and the Qing government would be a burden to accept them, and if they did not accept them, they would increase the internal contradictions of the Manchus themselves. In this way, it will lay the foundation for dividing and disintegrating the enemy and supporting the traitors in the future. The so-called practice of building a united front is the only way to achieve victory at the lowest cost.

The team continued to move forward, the grain and guns were tied up and put on the cart, the soldiers who had no more yí sinus in their hearts shouted at the cattle, the wheels of the cart gurgled and turned, advancing towards the mountains and rivers of southern Anhui, and the fire of Hangzhou behind them was soaring.

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