A long pole was erected on the Tongji Gate, and several heads hung high on the long pole where the flag was hung.

This is the head of the Qing army's defending general, Guan Zhongzhong and Khakam, and in the city gate that was knocked open, the cries of women and children can be heard more faintly, and the billowing black smoke rises from the city through the city wall to the air.

After the 13,000 men and horses led by the forward Zhen Yuxin entered Nanjing from the side of the Shence Gate, Dong Ting of the left battalion also led 8,000 troops into Nanjing.

When the city was in full swing, Zheng Chenggong and his party had entered Nanjing under the escort of the Iron Man Army, his face was blue, although when he came down from the big tent on Baitu Mountain, Yu Xin sent the soldiers had told him that the city of Nanjing was broken, although the military generals and ministers around him were all congratulated on his strategizing and taking Nanjing City, but his face was still extremely ugly, when he entered the city, the first thing he saw was not Yu Xin's forward town, but the soldiers of the loyal battalion who wore some strange red military uniforms.

These soldiers are the soldiers that Zhu Mingzhong has trained for more than a month!

Hundreds of tired soldiers of the Zhongyi Battalion who had just taken the Shence Gate sat and lay on the street at random, surrounded by the corpses of the Qing army, and the corpses transported from the city wall were just piled up at the base of the city wall like firewood, almost one person high. The corpses of the green battalion soldiers of the Qing army were thrown from the city wall at random, and the corpses of those who had broken their legs and feet were bleeding, and purple-black blood stained the ground. There were a flurry of flies, and the green-headed flies were lying on the pile of corpses.

"General, under the command of Chengren, he is indeed very brave, if it weren't for his fierceness and fear of death, I'm afraid that this Nanjing City is really not so good......"

Before Gan Hui's words were finished, Zheng Chenggong snorted, and then he said with a blue face.

"Go to the Jiangnan Governor's Mansion! This king wants to see Na Lang Tingzo! ”

When the brigade went to the Jiangnan Governor's Mansion, Gan Hui whispered to his subordinates.

"Go quickly, tell Zhu Junmen, and ask him to go to the Governor's Palace."

When he came, he explained to his subordinates again.

"Tell him that the general is not very happy, and let him act on his own!"

Zhu Mingzhong, who was far away in Tongji Gate, didn't know that Zheng Chenggong had entered the city, and at this time, he was in the triple urn city of Tongji Gate. At this time, in the open space of the barracks between the urn cities, there were wounded soldiers everywhere, and those wounded soldiers were tossing and wailing.

There was also a bed that was carried from nowhere in the open space of the barracks, but it was Zhu Mingzhong lying on the bed. His face was pale, his naked upper body, and the white cloth wrapped in it were even more bloodstained.

He was also wounded in the previous blood bank.

"Help Me Up......"

Although he was injured, he still tried his best to support half of his body with the support of his own soldiers, and whispered to comfort the wounded soldiers not far away.

"The brother has worked hard, and if it hurts, hum it out......"

In the face of the comfort of the military gate who was also injured, the wounded soldiers who were closer to him tried their best not to make too much pain.

"Brothers have worked hard......"

Because of excessive bleeding, Zhu Mingzhong's face turned pale, but he still continued to comfort these injured brothers.

Yu Shujie walked over, he was also like everyone else, he was in battle to tear and kill, but he was not injured, as soon as he saw him coming, Zhu Mingzhong asked the soldiers around him to retreat and let him approach. When he approached, he whispered:

"How, how? How many armies have entered the city? …… What were the casualties among the brothers...... Just now I saw that many of the corpses of the brothers were sent...... How many brothers are left......"

Yu Shujie's figure is not tall, and he looks a little thin, he usually has a smile on his face, but now he has no smile, and anyone can see the pain from the heart. He silently approached Zhu Mingzhong, leaned closer and whispered.

"Junmen, the army has entered the city, this Nanjing is ours! But, but in this battle, our loyal and righteous army...... Loyal Army...... It's all over, and only 3,567 of the 6,000 brothers survived, and even among the brothers who survived, no less than 800 were crippled...... After recovering from their injuries, they can return to the camp at most...... The battle of the loyal and righteous army, counted, is completely finished......"

In an instant, Zhu Mingzhong only felt a cloud in front of him, "Uh-huh......" He groaned with a low head, thinking of him who had most of his brothers dead, he just clenched his fists, and his heart was not in pain, so he shook his head slowly after a while.

"Who, who said that the loyal and righteous army is over, as long as Zhu is here, as long as the brothers are there, this loyal and righteous army is there, our loyal and righteous army, the first to conquer Nanjing, live up to the name of loyalty, live up to the sky, and live up to the ...... of Li Min"

When he said this, Zhu Mingzhong suddenly laughed out loud, but in the end, the laughter suddenly turned into a sad scream, and when he looked up at the sky, tears flowed involuntarily.

"The clouds are from the dragon, the wind is from the tiger, and the dust and earth are fame. Looking at Shenzhou, the people are suffering ......"

Suddenly, at this moment, I don't know who sang this song, the song was full of sorrow, but it was full of a kind of happiness after victory.

"Thousands of miles of fertile land are barren. Look at the world, as much as you want, and make up for the defects of heaven. Good boy, don't be a parent, just for the common people, not for the lord. ”

One, two, and finally everyone sang, this song gathered together in the urn city of Tongji Gate, hundreds of years ago, the Han people sang this song to kill Meng Yuan back to Mobei, and now, they sang this song again.

"Ninety-nine with a steel knife, kill all Hu Erfang. I am a dignified man, what is a Tartar as a horse and a cow......"

Yu Shujie followed the brothers and sang there, and he saw that the military gate was also singing there. And Shi Lei, who was standing on the wall of the urn city, quietly watched this scene under the urn city, looking at Zhu Mingzhong, in the previous killing, he did not rush over like others, and even, he had already made a plan, if the loyal army was defeated in Tongjimen, he would leave here immediately. Born in Jinyiwei, he would not throw his life here in vain, not to mention, he felt that he had more important things to complete, such as taking care of his daughter, which was the most important thing compared to others.

But now, looking at these officers and soldiers of the loyal and righteous army who were singing after the war, and looking at Zhu Mingzhong, whose naked white cloth had been soaked in blood, Shi Lei's heart was touched by an inexplicable emotion, and his breathing became rapid.

Why not, why not......

"The strong man drank all the wine in the bowl, and he did not look back on the journey of a thousand miles. The golden drums roared in unison, and the yellow dragon swore endlessly......"

Finally, after the sound of "swearing" fell, Shi Lei also hummed this song in his heart, and a thought in his heart was tumbling and rising......