May 21, 1689 A.D., this day, is destined to be remembered by history.

The puppet Qing Nanjing garrison conspired against the enemy, and appointed the puppet Jiangning general Zhang Yanzhong to secretly go out of the city to the Han army camp to secretly surrender, and was allowed by the Han army's Western Front Corps Governor Ruien, so that night, the sky had just entered twilight, and the mutiny occurred immediately.

The 36,086 Han troops of the puppet Qing Green Battalion, which were responsible for the defense of the northern 'gate', the western 'gate', and the southern 'gate' of Nanjing, including the general Funan, the general of rebellion, and the general Jiang Ning, a total of six general soldiers, 17 deputy generals, 47 staff generals, and 166 travelogues, all laid down their arms, and under the coercion of the Han army, they immediately launched a general attack on the colony of the Eight Banners and the garrison camp in the inner city.

On the afternoon of 21 May, the sky had just completely darkened, and the city of Nanjing had already become a pot of boiling water, and thousands of torches were lit inside and outside the city, illuminating the whole city in a bright light, and thousands of soldiers let out heart-rending shouts, and hundreds of thousands of people in the city were crying and shaking the sky.

The camp of the Han army was indeed cleaned up, and a fire dragon meandered out from the camp of the commander of the Chinese army, stretching for several miles, and thousands of soldiers marched in the dark, but the team was neat and tidy, without a trace of noise.

Nanjing's west 'gate' has long been 'hole' opened, but the city is blazing, the cumbersome suspension bridge has long been put down, a large number of puppet Qing civil and military surrender officials are kneeling on the ground in pieces, the black pressure is almost crowded with the city 'gate' and 'hole', and the various bucket-shaped red tasseled official hats that are dragged obliquely on the ground are almost about to reflect the moat into a fiery red 'color'.

The oncoming Han army was long, and in the dark night, only the creaking wheels were turning, and they followed the firelight, and the columns of infantry dragging muskets strode forward neatly, and the snow-white bayonets flashed in the night with a cold murderous aura, and behind them, sharp-eyed people could still see that dozens of 'guns' were loaded on the carriages, dragging the old man behind the team.

Nian Qianyao drove the war horse, separated by more than ten meters, and waved his hand lightly, and the adjutant behind him immediately shouted: "Stop!" - Stop!! ……”

The command shouted one after another, and in a moment, the footsteps rumbled, and the brigade immediately stopped, and thousands of officers and soldiers stood solemnly and upright, far and near, silent, and only heard the sound of the big flag hunting overhead.

Nian Qianyao coughed lightly, raised his eyes and swept it, only to see that kneeling in front was a row of officials dressed in military attache uniforms, some of them did not even take off their armor, and the position of one person in the middle was slightly prominent, he looked at the two carefully, this person was Zhang Yanzhong, the general of Jiangning who surrendered out of the city during the day, at this moment, he knelt down in front of the general, dragging a tray with both hands, on which were two boxes, one large and one small.

Although Nian Qianyao joined the army at a young age, he was born in a scholarly family, and he has a little ink in his belly. Generally speaking, most of the things presented by the defeated to the victors were symbols of 'sex', and when the emperor surrendered, he would send a 'jade' seal, such as Ziying's surrender to Liu Bang; if the general surrendered, he would send a saber and a military talisman, such as Jiang Wei's surrender to Zhonghui; and then go down, and most of the ordinary ministers or local officials would surrender and hand over the official seal or household register.

Look at the tray in Zhang Yanzhong's hand, Nian Qianyao of the small box recognized it as an official seal at a glance, but the big box was boxy, saying that the household register was a little bigger, and that it was a full set of printed ribbon ceremonial guards was a little smaller, and he couldn't guess what it was for a while.

Nian Qianyao glanced at it slightly, the official rank of the officials who came down here is not low, and he doesn't know what His Majesty will do when he looks back, if he gives them a "stay in the original position", then he doesn't know how many levels higher than himself, so if he still holds the shelf at this time, it will really offend people.

Thinking of this, his cold face suddenly thawed like a 'spring' wind, laughed, hurriedly strode forward, and picked up Zhang Yanzhong, "General Zhang, please get up, please get up," he turned his head and looked around, and said loudly, "Listed as generals, adults, please get up!" ”

These people have been lying on the ground for at least half an hour, but they didn't wait for permission, no one dared to get up, the weather in the south of the Yangtze River in May, the night was still very cold, many officials were old, and they couldn't stand it, as soon as they heard Nian Qianyao's gentle words tell them to get up, they all got up like 'Amnesty', and everyone laughed all over their faces, and humbly confessed guilty: "Don't dare, don't dare to ......"

"We are against the heavenly soldiers, and the sins are ...... monstrous"

"The little general is really a magnanimous man, and we sinners are really not enough to thank him for their death......"

For a while, the scene was buzzing, full of sycophants, and a large number of officials, regardless of rank, were all courting each other.

Nian Qianyao's head was a little dazed, he knew that he had messed things up, the Han Dynasty and the Manchu Qing Dynasty were incompatible, and he had always encountered a mountain of swords, a sea of fire, and people everywhere, how could he actually 'make' himself a big 'confused' officialdom?!!

He was very frightened in his heart, and unconsciously looked behind him, and sure enough, all the officers behind him were stunned, with a stunned face, and everyone looked at him, with a faint dissatisfaction in his eyes.

It seems that he is still too young to hold the plate. He hurriedly turned pale and shouted, "Silence!" - The army is in front, no noise!! ”

The sound was like a huge thunder, and everyone in the town was stunned. Nian Qianyao could no longer care about the "way of getting along" of "being an official in the same dynasty" in the future, his face changed, and he waved his hand murderously: "If there are any more people who disobey orders and make loud noises, they will be killed immediately!! ”

Everyone was silent, the smile that had just been piled up was frozen on their faces, and they only heard their clothes all the questions, and several officials who reacted quickly immediately fell to the ground again, lowered their heads and listened to them, and when they saw that there was an example in front of them, a large number of officials all knelt on the ground again, posing as a gesture of surrender.

After being silent for a long time, Nian Qianyao's eyes were clear, and he swept over the heads of the surrendering officials one by one, and everyone only felt that their heads were shouting, and their hearts were falling and falling, secretly shouting that the Buddha blessed.

Zhang Yanzhong trembled and walked a few steps on his knees, and presented the tray in his hand: "Qi ...... Enlightenment...... Celestial Empire Shangguan ...... Inferior puppet Jiangning generals Zhang and Zhang ...... Zhang ......"

In the midst of thousands of eyes, his face was sweating, and his heart was extremely nervous, and he couldn't open the word "Zhang" for a long time, and looked at Nian Qianyao pitifully.

Nian Qianyao was so contemptuous in his heart, he said in his heart that this Manchu Dynasty deserved to perish, and such a wretched bastard could actually become a defender of Nanjing, Kangxi's kid was probably blind, right? !

With a slight smile on his face, he said gently, "...... Zhang Yanzhong! ”

"Yes, yes, yes!! ......" Zhang Yanzhong wiped the beads of sweat with all his might, nodded his head, and continued to follow Nian Qianyao's reminder: "...... Zhang Yanzhong, the general of Jiangning of the puppet dynasty, was entrusted by his colleagues in Nanning City to surrender to your army and offer the city, and begged for acceptance!! ……”

"You can make a decision immediately, abandon the darkness and turn to the light, and you are worthy of being the best in the world!" Nian Qianyao nodded, "Today, my army is coming to the city, with millions of soldiers, thousands of cannons, and the military is mighty. ……”

If it weren't for the fact that he had just made a big threat, he would have said at the beginning, maybe there would have been a surrender official who jumped out to talk to him, but at this time, everyone's hearts were beating so hard that no one dared to make a promise.

After going through the opening remarks of the surrender routine, Nian Qianyao pointed to the tray in Zhang Yanzhong's hand and asked strangely: "What is this?!" ”

"Angel of Return!" Zhang Yanzhong replied respectfully, "It's the seal of the puppet governor of Liangjiang!" ”

"Governor of Liangjiang?!" Nian Qianyao's heart moved, raised his head, swept towards the pile of officials, and said loudly, "Who is the governor of Liangjiang?!" - Stand up?! ”

I was very strange in my heart, according to reason, in terms of status, there was no one in this Nanjing City who was bigger than the Governor of Liangjiang, if he surrendered collectively, he should be the head of the line as a representative, how could he come to the end and send a half-sized General Jiangning to come forward.

Zhang Yanzhong's face was covered with sweat, and he replied tremblingly: "Go back...... "He threw away his eyes and looked at the big box on the tray," he said............ Fan Chengxun, the governor of Liangjiang, refused to accept Wang Hua and insisted on 'obsessiveness'...... I'll wait...... Someone else's head has been presented here!! ……”

Nian Qianyao was stunned and said, "What?!" At this time, he still didn't surrender?! ”

Zhang Yanzhong's face was ugly, and behind him, a civil official suddenly raised his head, and when he met Nian Qianyao's eyes, he hurriedly shrank back, lowered his face, and whispered, "...... I'm afraid he won't surrender to your army!! ”

"Oh?!" Nian Qianyao looked at his top tasseled hat, which was actually a ruby, which seemed to be of a high level, and asked politely at the moment: "Who is this adult?!" ……”

"Xiaguan...... Zhang Pengxi, the political secretary of Jiangsu, "The official's neck shrunk and replied in a low voice: "Native of Suining Mansion, Sichuan!" ”

"Oh! - Then may I ask Master Zhang, why didn't this Fan Chengxun surrender?! ”

"General Huiyu, Fan Chengxun is the third son of Fan Wencheng...... In the past, the Han Heavenly Soldiers broke through the Beijing Division, swept inside and outside the Great Wall, and settled in the Central Plains, and their Fan family's 'gate' had been declared as ......Han' traitor" by the Gui Dynasty, and they had all been beheaded! Zhang Pengxi said that his head was sweating, and he couldn't help kowtowing, "The Fan family escaped two people, one is Fan Chengmo, the governor of Shaanxi, Wang Fuchen was killed during the mutiny, and the remaining one is him, this time the colleagues in the city discussed, we dare not invite him to discuss: one is that this person is a die-hard slave of the Eight Banners, and the other is that the Celestial Empire has declared the world, but all the descendants of the Han 'traitors' such as Fan Wencheng, Hong Chengchou, Li Chengdong, Kong Youde, etc., are the enemies of the Han Dynasty, and they are among the most heinous...... I'm afraid that even if he wants to surrender, he is doomed to die, so let's just ...... Simply ......"

"Simply what?!"

Zhang Pengxi gritted his teeth, the green tendons on the 'door' of his brain jumped, and he shouted in a muffled voice: "Just kill their whole family!" He raised his head abruptly and arched his hand towards Nian Qianyao, "From today on, Han ...... The Han 'traitor' Fan Wencheng clan has been wiped out regardless of age and age, and can be followed by future generations!! ”

Nian Qianyao stroked his palms and laughed, "Good kill!" Well killed!! - Please get up, please get up! He raised his hand and sneered, "Our emperor is the one who hates bastards and dog mongrels like Fan Wencheng and Hong Chengchou the most!! ”

A bunch of officials breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, and just stood up, when they suddenly heard him mention Lin Feng again, and hurriedly fell to the ground for the third time, and praised the saint in unison: "Emperor Shengming, long live, long live, long live!" ——”

"Please get up, please get up!!" Speaking of which, the other party was already very convinced, and Nian Qianyao was also greatly relieved in his heart, and waved his hand, "But it seems that this errand has not been done yet, my lord!" ——”

He dragged his voice for a long time, making the surrendering officials who had just relaxed their hearts feel 'hairy', and they 'exchanged' each other's eyes and 'colors', and they all bowed their heads and waited for training.

"I'm afraid our emperor won't take it seriously," Nian Qianyao stroked the box containing Fan Chengxun's head, and said lightly, "Long live his old man only knows that there is a pseudo-prince in Nanning-" He rolled his eyes, "Where is Prince Jian's head?!! ”

Zhang Yanzhong hurriedly bowed down and responded, "Returning to the angel, the lower officials have already supervised their subordinates to attack as hard as they can," he "pounced" and knelt down on one knee, "However, the inner city is well defended, the enemy army has already been prepared, and the food and baggage are hoarded sufficiently. ”

"Really?!" Speaking of military affairs, Nian Qianyao also became serious, and beckoned to the generals in military attache uniforms over there, "All the generals are invited to come over, let's sum it up together!" ”

Waiting for the officers above the general army to come over, Nian Qianyao spoke, "I heard that in addition to the inner city, the east 'gate' is also in the hands of the Eight Banners, can you take it now?!" ”

A black-faced general with the rank of general replied in a deep voice: "So that the angel can rest assured, an hour ago, we have already captured the east 'gate', and the two Beizi, one infantry commander, and two deputy commanders of the cavalry battalion who are responsible for defending the city led 2,762 troops to be wiped out," he arched his hand and said calmly, "They also sent a team of reinforcements to the inner city, but they were also killed and retreated by their brothers, Dong" The three thousand one hundred and fifteen Tartar heads in the school field have been calculated, if the angel has any doubts, he can send someone to count them one by one, this matter is not false, and I have falsely reported the merits of the war, the heads are genuine, and the last general is willing to march to the warrant! ”

Nian Qianyao was taken aback, it seems that there are still some decent goods in the Qing army, and immediately looked at this black-faced general differently, and said politely, "The general is too worried, this official has no such intention - I don't know if the general is secret?!" ”

"Lord Lao's noble teeth, the last general of Jiangxi, Zhao Hongen!" The black-faced general 'revealed' a bitter smile, "Shandong Linqing nationality!" ”

"Luckily!" Nian Qianyao hugged his fists and saluted, his attitude was quite polite, "In the battle of the East 'Gate', how many troops did the general use?!" ”

"Only 6,600 people from the standard battalion of the headquarters were used!" Seeing that Nian Qianyao's face was full of surprise, he explained: "In fact, the headquarters was originally responsible for the defense of Nanjing's east 'gate', and it was only in February last year that it was changed to other places, and the geographical fortifications are very familiar. ”

Nian Qianyao gave a thumbs up and exclaimed, "The general is brave, and the official admires him so much!" ”

Zhao Hongen hurriedly humbled, and Nian Qianyao asked again: "According to the general's opinion, how should this enemy in the inner city be solved?!" ”

"Angel of Return!" Zhao Hongen seems to have a 'chest', "Looking at the enemy of the inner city, the prefect Dingkou household record is more than 4,600 households, between about 25,000 young and old, according to the old Manchurian customs, each household can produce two people, can get more than 10,000 people, plus the local flag camp and the capital flag camp of the Rabu belt, the total number of enemy troops is about 30,000 people, guarding a small inner city, the army is still extremely abundant; Moreover, what is even more annoying is that most of the enemy troops in this battle will not surrender, and they will be trapped in the beast to fight, even if the inner city wall is broken, I am afraid that there will be street fighting, and that battle will be really very difficult to fight!! ”

Nian Qianyao listened very carefully, feeling that what Zhao Hongen said was very reasonable, and he agreed a little in his heart, but his face was not silent at all, and nodded, "What the general has seen is very much, but-" He turned sideways slightly, pointing behind him, "This time I brought thirty-five 'gates' of red-coated cannons over, as well as four battalions of 'elite' sharp musketeers, there should be no problem in breaking through the city wall!" ”

Zhao Hongen and several generals around him smiled bitterly at each other, shook their heads and said, "This battle has reached this point, the inner city wall is not very difficult to break, and the difficulty is that the enemy army will not surrender to the death, and it will be ...... to fight with us in the streets."

Speaking of this, several people sighed and shook their heads, "I'm afraid the soldiers have lost too much...... This one...... This is a holy insight that hurts His Majesty......"

Nian Qianyao couldn't help but laugh in his heart, and said in his heart, how many soldiers have you died, what is the matter with the emperor? To put it bluntly, this thing is to ask you dog-eat-dog, and the emperor is too late to steal the fun, how can he feel that "it hurts His Majesty's holy insight"?!

I'm afraid it's just the drums in your own hearts, I'm afraid you won't be able to deal with these remnants, right?!

Nian Qianyao silently calculated, and his heart was too, there were more than 36,000 people in the green battalion puppet army with combat effectiveness in Nanning City, if the eight banners of the inner city were mobilized, there would be no advantage in terms of troops, this time it was a siege and a street battle, and the Tartars inside had no way to retreat, all of them were like mad dogs, and if they really fought, I am afraid the chances of winning are not very big.

He frowned, "That's what the generals mean...... Is there any other way?! ”

"Yes!" Zhao Hongen took over the conversation, he slowly took two steps forward, looked left and right, and at this time, in order to avoid suspicion, the irrelevant people next to him had already run far away, and there was no one else around except for the officers who were talking.

He whispered, "The last general has an idea, but he doesn't know the angel's ...... This ......"

"Oh?!" His face was very strange, and his words flickered, Nian Qianyao was surprised in his heart, and asked in surprise, "General, please say it directly!" ”

"Ahem, ahem...... The meaning of lowly position is ......" Zhao Hongen lowered his voice, "...... Let's tear down all the houses within half a mile outside the inner city, disperse the people, and then break down the extreme city wall and set fire to it everywhere," he pointed to the big flag fluttering in the wind, "The southeast wind is very strong tonight, let's choose a section of the city wall upwind, blast it open with cannons, and then attack all the way and burn the ......."

Nian Qianyao looked at him in surprise, "I'm afraid that no one in the inner city will survive, right?!" ”

Zhao Hongen shook his head, and after a while, he smiled bitterly, "Isn't this what Your Majesty meant?!" ”

"Your Majesty only said that he would kill the soldiers of the Eight Banners, but he didn't say that he would kill the people of the Eight Banners?!!"

"Who can tell the difference?!" Zhao Hongen shook his head, "Aren't they 'soldiers when they go out, and people when they enter'?" Who knows if they are civilians or soldiers?!! ”

Nian Qianyao was stunned for a long time, hesitating in his heart, and several surrendered generals were anxious, but they didn't dare to come forward to disturb.

After a long while, Zhang Yanzhong couldn't bear it anymore and asked tentatively, "Nian...... This one...... Do you want to send someone to ask Governor Rick to show you this?! ……”

Nian Qianyao suddenly slapped his big 'leg', gritted his teeth and said, "It's done!" ——”

The muscles and flesh on his face were throbbing, his expression was hideous and terrifying, and everyone around him was terrified. He stood tall and said angrily, "What a fart?!" Isn't it tens of thousands of Tartars?! What is there that Lao Tzu would not dare to kill?! ”

Turning around like a whirlwind, he stared at Zhao Hongen, "This matter is settled, let's put the cannon on the shelf immediately, prepare the firewood, firewood, and give the order: Tonight, we will burn Nanjing!! ”