The residents of Guangzhou City are not very sleepable, and Zhu Jue in the barracks is even more unable to sleep, and Zhu Zhitai, who is almost 70 years old, has not slept very well, and when he thinks of the current situation, he can't sleep even more.

Before yesterday, Zhu Jue felt that everything was perfect, he pretended to transfer the governor out of the city, and the Guangzhou general Shande also cooperated with the transfer of the flag out of the city, which perfectly created a situation where Guangzhou was empty and could be blown down.

The follow-up development also met Zhu Zhengtai's expectations, there were indeed anti-thieves in the city, and there were quite a few, they were successfully lured out, and then trapped in Guide Gate.

Except for the four leaders of the thirteen lines, Pan, Lu, Ye, and Wu, who actually became thieves, which surprised Zhu Qi a little, the others all developed according to his expectations.

But it just developed here according to his expectations, and everything that happened afterwards couldn't help but feel a little magical!

Of the 800 anti-thieves, there are only a dozen of them who are really Jiaozhi, and the rest are all local Hui Dang and the thugs and guards raised by the Pan, Lu, Ye, and Wu families.

But just these people, holding on to a small urn city, his more than 3,000 governors and bannermen besieged for two days, but they couldn't be defeated, and the big and small artillery hit the Guide Gate full of holes, but they couldn't conquer it!

Zhu Jue was anxious, thousands of people in Fujian had killed and injured five people, and they had already made a big joke.

If his side is still in full view of the residents of Guangzhou City, and the three thousand Governor Soldiers and the Eight Banners Heavenly Soldiers can't beat hundreds of martial artists and party members, then the fun will be great!

Originally, the Cantonese people loved to make trouble, and if they saw the weakness of the Green Camp and the Eight Banners clearly, I am afraid that they will compete with each other to be thieves!

Song Shunquan has Jiaozhi, it is said that there is still a foundation in Nanyang, if there are two Guangzhou, that huge, like Zhao Tuo's kind of Dayue Kingdom will appear.

If they awaken the consciousness of resistance of thousands of Han people, will this Qing Dynasty end up with the same ending as Meng Yuan? Thinking of this, Zhu Jue and Zhu Zhengtai couldn't help but shudder!

"Come on, choose the messenger, and transfer the 2,000 people from the Huizhou Association to me tomorrow, if the 3,000 people can't beat it, Lao Tzu will use 5,000 people to fight!"

When Zhu Zhengtai couldn't sleep, Wu Wenyang and the others on the Guide Gate didn't fall asleep either, and their current situation was also very dangerous.

The letter sent to the Humen Fortress does not know if it has been delivered, and when the army of King Ming will come, I still don't know.

What's even more terrifying is that they came to Guide Gate in a hurry, and they didn't plan it from the beginning, although they grabbed some rice and grain when they came, it was not enough for 800 people to eat.

After eating the last meal at night today, they ran out of food, and there was no water source on the Guide Gate, so as early as noon today, they had already cut off their drinking water!

If all the people on the Guide Gate were the Young Guards or the Reconstruction Army, this difficulty could have been overcome, and it would not be a problem to hold it for another day or two.

But now most of the people on the Guide Gate are thugs and guards of the four major families of the Thirteen Elements who are not very resolute in their anti-Qing intentions.

It's normal to think about it, although they are like subordinates, but they are not bad, people who live more comfortably, they are always rarely willing to break their lives, if it weren't for the extreme cruelty of the Manchu Qing to the rebellious Han people, Wu Wenyang estimated that many people were even thinking about surrendering.

But even so, Wu Wenyang still obviously felt that the complaint was getting bigger, and in another day and a half, it would be time for someone to take his head down to make meritorious contributions.

So now we must find a way to stabilize the morale of the army, so that everyone can see the weakness of the Manchu army outside!

"Master, are you all ready?" Wu Wenyang respectfully asked Master Jueyin in front of him, nothing else, because this Southern Shaolin master who was full of black words had already won Wu Wenyang's respect, perhaps it should be called reverence.

Now the most resolute anti-Qing people in this Guide Gate, in addition to these Jinyi guards who came from Jiaozhi, there are more than a dozen warrior monks led by Master Jueyin, and even the Heaven and Earth Society members of Xijiang Hall and Dasheng Hall can't compare to them.

These people have more or less the consciousness of national revolution, but more of them are for their own interests.

Pan Youdu is in order to monopolize the profits of one million taels a year, and to transform from a businessman to a dragon hero.

The master of Xijiangtang also wants to be a big official, and he Wu Wenyang wants to get a knighthood, which incidentally proves that Wu Wenyang is one of the best men in the world, and they all have their own demands.

Only these big monks, they came, as if they were just to kill the Tartars against the Manchu Qing Dynasty, the biggest requirement, that is, to be able to fish and drink every day in the future, compared to Wu Wenyang and them, these monks are much purer.

"Ready! The poor monk and twelve disciples can go out of the city to fight, but they have to kill those cannons outside the city, and the Manchu green battalion soldiers and bannermen are not to worry about at all, but those cannons are really troublesome! Master Jue Yin replied as he loaded a few picric acid bombs into his body.

Under the city wall, more than 20 figures descended from the city, Wu Wenyang hit the head, Jueyin Master was in the center, and after Li Huzi was broken, more than 20 people were like agile apes, with the faint moonlight, to touch the Manchu camp.

The purpose of their trip was not the artillery of the Qing army, because they did not have hammers and nails, and they could not seal the fire gate, so they could only touch the camp to grab a few tongues, and then destroy the warehouse where the Qing army stored gunpowder!

The Qing army's large camp outside the city is said to be a big camp, but there is no camp tent, because according to the original estimate, more than 3,000 people with more than 30 artillery pieces attacked hundreds of martial arts associations and the party was not a drum down, so the Qing army did not make much preparations.

They are divided into internal and external directions to attack Desheng Gate, you can live in nearby houses, and it is much easier to attack the city, of course, it belongs to the banner man who garrisoned the Eight Banners.

Living outside the city, but also to attack the city wall, naturally is the green camp of a money man, but fortunately in June Guangdong is not very cold, spread a blanket thin quilt can sleep, except for mosquitoes, and sleep at home.

Quietly touched the Qing army camp, and Wu Wenyang was originally going to grab a few tongues and ask where the powder magazine was, but now he basically doesn't need to ask.

Because there is no camp tent here, so the only few places with camp tents are particularly conspicuous, except for the camp tent of Zhu Jue with the handsome flag, the rest of the soldiers on duty are basically the gunpowder storehouse.

"Gotta rush through! We're going to make a mess, Lord Wu Shi, you're responsible for igniting the gunpowder in the storehouse!" Master Jueyin looked at Wu Wenyang and said.

They are now hiding behind a big rock, the Qing soldiers patrolling back and forth listlessly are not to worry, and these guys are too sleepy to wait a while, according to the military discipline of the green camp in this era, there will definitely be no more patrolling soldiers in the middle of the night, and even if there is, it is just for show.

The really difficult thing to do is the section near the storehouse, which is brightly lit, and the soldiers on patrol and in the sentry must be elite, and it is very wide, and it is very difficult to break through directly.

"Master, be careful, in two quarters of an hour, we will meet at Qingshuihao outside the Guide Gate!" Wu Wenyang arched his hand, and his eyes became even more admiring.

It is very dangerous for a dozen or so people to go to the military camp of more than 3,000 people to attack and kill, even if the Qing army is waste, after all, there are so many people, not to mention that this Zhu Jue's supervision is a little better than waste.

"Amitabha!" Master Jueyin chanted a Buddha horn in a low voice, and without saying anything else, he took the disciples behind him to Zhu Jue's handsome tent.

Wu Wenyang quietly looked at these monks whose robes were covered with bloodstains, originally he felt that these monks did not look like monks, like the king of the mountains in the rivers and lakes.

But now, Wu Wenyang vaguely feels that the Dharma Protector Jialan and the Angry Eyes King Kong mentioned in the Buddhist scriptures are like this!