Guoxing's threat effect is good, and the foreigner who was going around in circles quickly changed the bamboo tube to pour beans, which is very inexhaustible. not only perfectly explained why he was here, but also explained his background and the details of his relatives and friends.

The foreigner's name is Francesco Petrarch, and because Goxinga can't remember such a long name, the foreigner is simply Peter. He was a Catholic missionary, and he was an official in the Catholic Church, but unfortunately the grade of Catholicism and the grade of Chinese officialdom were opposite. China's first-rank official is the largest, while the Catholic first-rank is the entry-level level, and Peter is an entry-level first-rank doorman. The distance between the cardinal in Guoxing's imagination is probably the gap between the gate official of the Jiupin City and the minister of the first auxiliary military machine.

However, Brother Peter is a very aspiring person, and it is okay to say that he has a strong sense of spreading the gospel, and it is okay to say that he has a strong desire for power. Peter's ideal was to spread the gospel widely, to develop a large number of believers, and then to one day be able to wear the cardinal's red robe.

Naturally, there was no room for him to be in Europe, so Peter volunteered to rush to Asia, and chose China, the most populous country. First of all, he was in Guangzhou and Shanghai for several years, and in addition to practicing fluent Chinese, he did not mix up any fame. The Taiping Heavenly Kingdom had been in trouble for several years at that time, and many legitimate people with the status of bishops had already visited Hong Xiuquan and Hong Daxian, and the Western world had long recognized Hong Xiuquan as a god, and they were disappointed in the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom. However, Peter, who was trapped in Shanghai, still refused to give up, and he stubbornly believed that the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom was just going astray. Therefore, this eldest brother, who thought he was a messenger of God, was impassionedly ready to go to Tianjing to set things right for the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom.

However, the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom has long been complaining about the Catholic Church's disapproval of Hong Xiuquan's identity as the second son, and the behavior of the Heavenly Mother and Heavenly Sister-in-law, so naturally it is not very polite to the missionaries who have no identity, and Peter's attempts to enter the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom's occupied areas have ended in failure. Fortunately, the people in charge of his meals in Shanghai helped him.

Peter could not develop many believers, and his own background in the church was almost equal to zero, so he was able to live in poverty and get along in Shanghai thanks to the relief of his cousin, who was in the arms business. This time, my cousin helped again, and the Taiping Army, an arms merchant, was warmly welcomed, so Peter infiltrated the mainland as an arms dealer. Those who engage in arms smuggling naturally have wide channels, and the checkpoints of the Qing army along the way are useless. It's a pity that their destination is not Nanjing, but small Nanjing. The cousin returned to Shanghai after negotiating the price and delivery time with the military, but Peter took the opportunity to stay, ready to show his strength. It's a pity that after more than ten days of preaching, nothing was achieved, and the big show of strength has become a big move today.

"What's your cousin's name?" Of course, Goxinga is more concerned about Peter's cousin, after all, it is better to import arms at the moment.

"Arnold Bresa Petrarch." Peter felt that Goshinga was checking the details with him, so that he was not disgusted.

"Should I trust you? Do you have any proof? Goxinga's brain was spinning.

"I have church documents!" Peter was clearly not on the road.

"Who knows if you stole it?" Guo Xing Ah doesn't want any documents!

"There are also two believers, who came with me, and they can testify for me. They are resting in the back house and you can go to them. Peter pointed to a room in the corner of the courtyard. The believer in his mouth had also been searched by the Qing army and was being searched on the ground.

"Are they your accomplices? Not credible! Goxinga shook his head.

"And how do you say you want to prove it?" Peter was so anxious that he was about to cry, and Gohinga's murder was a matter of one sentence, and he was already frightened.

"Prove it! Don't you have an arms dealer brother? Let him send me a batch of arms, and if I have them, I will be able to believe that what you say is true. "Goxing Atu is poor.

"No problem, my cousin is just going to give these heretics and he can pay you a portion to redeem me!" Peter agreed very happily, and his cousin had a very good relationship with him, otherwise he would not have bothered with his.

"First of all, we are the regular army of the country, not bandits, we will not kidnap tickets for extortion, if your cousin really sends arms, we will pay him. Secondly, I don't want you to fool around with the long-haired broken guns, the old guns of the Napoleonic Wars, I'm afraid of exploding. If he brings arms, he will do as I ask. "Guoxing Acai don't want foreigners to fool the tatters of the Taiping Army.

"You know Napoleon?" Peter marveled at Goshinga's erudition, and he had not met any Chinese who knew Napoleon since he had been in China for so many years.

"I know Dante! Don't talk nonsense! Send the gun as I asked, in the end, it will not work! "Guo Xing Ah is not in the mood to show off, after all, there are still a bunch of subordinates around him! It's hard to explain if you talk too much.

"Since you're willing to pay, of course it's no problem!" Peter knew that his cousin had long since sold his soul to money.

"Just to prove my identity, I don't want much, send your followers to deliver letters, and ask your cousin to send me a hundred* of them, and if there is metal ammunition, I will also ask for five thousand. I'll just wait for him here, and I'll pay double the price. "Guo Xing'a didn't have anything special needed for a while, but in this special operation, he felt that it was a mistake for the guard squad and the special combat team to not have a burst of weapons, so he asked for a hundred*. And at this time, metal fixed ammunition has been invented, although it is not popular, Guo Xinga still hopes to get a little over. Steal the master and learn the arts, and maybe you can equip the team with breech guns.

"No problem!" Peter's answer was more straightforward, after all, there are not many people willing to pay double the price now.

Peter and the two believers confessed to Gohinga for a while, and Gohinga arranged for two messengers to be sent out of the city, and then sent someone to find a safe room and lock Peter up. Moreover, Guo Xinga also deliberately explained that he should treat Peter as well as possible and ensure that he ate and drank well. Goxinga has already believed in the identity of this religious madman, and he walks a batch of goods to see the other party's ability, and Goxinga is eager to develop Peter as his own arms supplier. After all, at this stage, many weapons lack raw materials and equipment, and Guoxing's society will not be able to build them.

After settling Peter, who had fallen from the sky, Goxinga had to find a way to deal with the Taiping army in the city. The main body of the Taiping army in the city had surrendered and was resettled by Guoxing'a. However, a few stragglers were still wandering around the city, fighting urban guerrilla warfare with the insufficient Qing army. Although they didn't have muskets, only a small number of bows and arrows, not to mention the elusive cold arrows, even the elusive bricks were enough for the Qing army to drink a pot.

A few days later, Guo Xing'a closed the four gates of Little Nanjing and closed them down. The soldiers of the assault company, all dressed in heavy armor and armed with *, began to search for the Taiping guerrillas from house to house outside the resettlement area. It was a bloody and tasteless battle, not to mention that even bows and arrows were almost ineffective against the heavily armored Qing army, and the Qing army* was absolutely deadly to the Taiping army. Guo Xing'a, who was supervising the battle, saw with his own eyes that the flesh and blood of a Taiping soldier who was bombarded at close range were blurred, and the corpse flew out a meter away.

However, the Taiping army also played its own style, taking advantage of the familiar terrain, jumping around the ridge and running around. After shooting all the bows and arrows, the bricks were thrown with great accuracy, and they were able to throw bricks to change places. Some Qing troops were smashed with big bags, but they couldn't find the enemy.

Bi Yuntao asked him to take a company and artillery into battle, but Guo Xing'a, who was worried about casualties, refused. But Bi Yuntao still found something to do for himself, and he found a few mountain-splitting cannons from the arsenal of the Taiping army. He followed the assault company with his own soldiers, and felt that the house was suspicious and a shot. It is impossible to count how many Taiping soldiers were killed, but more than 20 houses were demolished for him in one afternoon.

Although the bricks were accurate, after all, they were not the opponents of muskets and artillery, and after playing hide and seek with the Qing army for four days, the urban guerrillas of the Taiping Army were finally wiped out. The last 50 people were blocked under the city wall by the Qing army, and the surrounding houses were demolished by Bi Yuntao's demolition team, and the last guerrillas had nothing to hide. But they still staged a tragic repertoire of brick warfare cannons, and finally all of them were killed.

After a guerrilla war, almost everyone in the assault company hung their colors. Although no one was killed, it is true that a few unlucky ones were smashed into concussions. If the Taiping army had muskets in their hands, Guoxinga would hardly dare to imagine the casualties of the Qing army. And if it weren't for Bi Yuntao's mountain-splitting artillery demolition team, it's really hard to say how long this rotten battle would last.

"Guerrilla warfare is always the first choice in asymmetric warfare! We actually fought hard for four days with a group of people with bricks, and the guerrilla war was invincible! Thinking of Lao Chiang and the U.S. military in Vietnam, and then looking at himself now, Guo Xinga sighed.

Guoxing'a, who thought that he could count the seizures and wait for the arms to arrive and return to his hometown, still couldn't stop, and Xiande and Fengsheng'a were waiting for Guoxing'a in the city gate building of the drum tower.

"Prisoners of war in the resettlement areas of the city are unstable." Words are simple, but things are not simple at all.

The cause of this not simple thing is also simple, and the prisoners of war are honest. When the Qing army put food on time, they ate on time, and when they were full, they were in a daze or sleeping. However, in the past few days, the noise of the guerrillas in the city has been too loud, and when Bi Yuntao has been playing with artillery fire for a long time, the prisoners of war are also in a commotion. No one in the prisoner of war camp was sure whether the main force of the Taiping Army had fought back, and a few people with good intentions instigated it again, and the Guoxinga Qing and guerrillas fought for four days, and the prisoner of war camp had already rioted or fled more than a dozen times.

"Careless!" Goxinga sighed. Prisoners of war are most afraid of mood swings, and the sound of gunfire has been too loud these days, which has disturbed the hearts of the prisoners of war. When the mind is confused, it is inevitable that everything will be thought, and those who flee and riot will not all jump out.

"My lord, there are too many prisoners of war, this matter must be decided immediately, and it will change later!" Xiande said worriedly.

"How do you break it?" Guo Xing'a couldn't think of a way to calm the feelings of the prisoners of war for a while.

"No poison, no husband!" Xiande has always advocated cutting the grass and eradicating the roots.

"Thousands!" Guo Xing'a felt that Xiande was a little crazy, not to mention thousands of people, thousands of pigs are not so easy to kill!

"My lord, the old man has a way!" Xiande handed over a large paper bag.

"What's that?" Guo Xinga wondered if Xiande had gotten the special psychedelic drug.

"The old man has searched all the pharmacies in the city in the past few days, and he got these five catties of arsenic!" Xiande spoke proudly.

"Non-toxic husband?" Guoxing Adu wants to be called Xiande Ouyang Feng, this old guy is addicted to poison!

"My lord......" Without waiting for Xiande to explain, Fuquan had already rushed in.

"My lord, the women's camp is rioting, those girls have rushed out, the fence set up by the guards has been pushed by them, and they are rushing to the men's camp!" Fuquan said loudly.