Guo Xing'a hesitated for a long time, and it wasn't until Fengsheng Ah came to report that all the districts in the city had completed the surrender, and then finally walked out of the drum tower to see the courtyard where the resistance was most fierce. Guo Xing'a also wondered what was hidden in this small courtyard that had nothing to do with the war situation, so that all the elites of the Taiping army gathered in the city were desperately filled here.

After seeing it on the spot, Guo Xing'a felt even more terrifying. This courtyard has not only a line of defense made of sand, wood and stone against the courtyard wall, but also a line of defense made entirely of corpses. The sand on the ground had been soaked with blood, and the remnants of the Taiping army had almost all been bloodied, but they were still piling up the corpses of their comrades, and their red eyes were ready to fight the Qing army.

As long as the Taiping army with swords and a small number of bows and arrows, facing the volley of muskets of the Qing army, they were already relying on human lives to stop the advance of the Qing army. And after the intervention of the two six-pounder guns, the battle was an outright massacre for the Taiping army. All they could do was turn their bodies into stumbling blocks and let the Qing army stumble a little.

The Taiping Army is not the Boxers, and the Boxers are estimated to be mixed up with some tricks, but the Taiping Army really relies on language to fool around. If the opponent was the Boxers, Guo Xing'a might still suspect what kind of French style was being done in the courtyard, but the Taiping army was just praying, and there would be any special tricks there.

"Let Kong Zhen turn the door twelve-pounder cannon over!" Guo Xinga didn't want to pay casualties for this kind of place, and also to give these soldiers who insisted on their beliefs a decent ending, so he ordered the ultimate killing weapon of the Qing army.

The Taiping army, who was hiding behind a line of corpses and masonry, was in tattered clothes, and it was impossible to tell whether it was blood or sweat on their faces, and their eyes looked firmly at the hypothetical artillery of the Qing army. The two small cannons had already crushed all their efforts, and this time the hypothetical cannon was more than twice as large as the two, and everyone already knew that they would not be spared. But these young warriors still calmly waited for the final moment to come.

"Worship God together, build the kingdom of heaven together, destroy all demons, and enjoy peace forever!" A seriously wounded man who was already lying behind the line of defense and could not move suddenly chanted softly.

"Worship God together, build the kingdom of heaven together, destroy all demons, and enjoy peace forever!" All the remnants of the Taiping army chanted in unison.

Seeing that the Qing army had already set up artillery, they stood up from behind the defensive line, supporting their comrades who were already seriously injured and could not stand firmly, they were like martyrs, straightening up to meet the last moment.

"There are many men in the world, all of them are brothers, there are many women in the world, and they are all sisters, how can they have the selfishness of this frontier and the other world, and how can they have the idea of annexing me!"

"God is an old relative, and the water source is woody and desperate to find the truth; The amount of breadth is the same country in different countries, and the heart is good. Animals and animals cannibalize each other, and neighbors kill each other; Born with harmony is precious, and each enjoys peace with each other. ”

The Taiping army chanted all kinds of classic verses of worshipping God one by one, and Guo Xing'a looked at these people, and he couldn't bear to give the order to open fire. But when he heard the crooked poem written by Hong Xiuquan such as "God turned out to be an old relative", Guo Xing'a immediately waved his hand to Kong Zhen.

After the deafening sound of "boom", the defense line, which was already tragic enough, completely turned into hell on earth. There were only a dozen lucky wounded, clutching the severed limbs, clutching their torn waists and abdomen, wailing and rolling on the ground in pain.

"Give them a ride!" Goxinga waved his hand and ordered the infantry to advance.

A strong believer deserves respect, but when you believe in a hell from which there will be no return, is that faith still worth respecting? People who sacrifice for faith are heroes, but heroes who believe in demons only bring people to death, or live in nightmares forever.

The infantry violently kicked open the courtyard gate, quickly rushed into the courtyard, and after ensuring safety, Guo Xinga walked into the courtyard surrounded by a group of officers. There was no altar or important materials in the courtyard, and there was only a large cross in the center of the empty courtyard, and nothing else.

Three or five Taiping soldiers had been subdued by the Qing army and pressed to the ground, and a foreigner in a black robe under the cross was fighting with a Taiping general. The two of them pulled their hair again, slapped them again, and rolled on the ground, and the Qing army did not dare to step forward after being confused about the situation for a while.

"Pull them away!" Guo Xing'a also watched it for a while before he figured out that these two people were hooligans fighting, and it was not a mysterious spell at all.

After the two were pulled apart, they still rushed towards each other selflessly, completely ignoring the Qing army with loaded guns around them. It took three or five people who could barely hold them down, and he was like a madman, and the two of them still couldn't be held down for a while. After a few Qing soldiers smashed a few times, the two of them barely knelt on the ground. But they still didn't give up, although they couldn't reach each other, the two still spat at each other like children.

"Bang!" couldn't control the scene, and Guo Xinga could only shoot at the sky.

Generally, when a gunshot rings out in a movie, the scene quickly falls silent, but Guo Xing'a's shot has no expected effect at all. The two of them turned a deaf ear to the nearby gunshots, and still struggled frantically, foaming at the mouth like mad dogs.

"Be honest!" Guo Xing'a, whose self-esteem was a little hurt, pointed his gun at the two of them.

It's a pity that the two are still unconscious and still immersed in their own world. The Qing army, who really couldn't stand it, could only help them calm down. After kicking them down, they were beaten violently. A few teeth were lost, and the two who could only lie on the ground and vomit blood foam finally stopped.

"Can you tell me what you're doing?" Guo Xing'a, who was not very good at English, did not ask foreigners, but began to interrogate the generals of the Taiping Army. Although he felt a little bored, and the few people in the courtyard obviously couldn't make any waves, Guo Xing'a was still very curious.

"Let me go and let me kill this heretic who insults God. Let the Lord save his fallen soul, this abominable messenger of Satan must be punished! "The foreigner is obviously in good health, and after a good fight, he recovered very quickly.

"You have good Chinese! What do you do, though? "Since foreigners know Chinese, Guo Xinga is certainly more curious about foreigners.

"Who are you?" The foreigner seems to have just come out of his own world, only to discover the existence of Guo Xing'a and a group of soldiers around him.

"Looks like you're a prisoner of war now, so you should answer my question first." Guo Xing'a smiled politely.

"I'm not a soldier, I'm not a prisoner of war!" The foreigner argued.

"If you're not a soldier, who are you? I was on the battlefield and found you in the enemy, and you better have a reasonable explanation. Guo Xing'a shook the * in his hand to the foreigner.

"You are the army of that country? Are you a foreign instructor? I want to see your commander. The foreigner looked at the strange military uniform of the Qing army and was a little puzzled, especially the Western-style military uniform of Guoxinga.

"I can answer you about this, I am the Qing army, and I am the supreme commander here." Guo Xing'a straightened the button on his collar.

"I am a priest, an Italian citizen, and I demand to be treated as I deserve." The foreigner raised his head.

"It's easy to talk about the treatment, but you'd better give me a reasonable explanation first." Guo Xinga felt that this foreigner seemed to be going around in circles with him.

"Do you know what it means to be an Italian citizen? I refuse to answer any of your questions until I get what I deserve. The priest looked at Goxinga with contempt.

"It doesn't matter if you're Italian or French, whether you're a German citizen or an English citizen, even if you're a Albanian, don't think about it if you don't make it clear today! Again, you are now a prisoner of war. And I'm not afraid to tell you that we have a habit of executing prisoners of war. Guo Xing'a confirmed that the foreigner was going around in circles, and there must be something wrong with this kid. After having some geographical knowledge and letting the foreigner know that he was not a mountain artillery, Guo Xing'a directly put the pistol on the foreigner's forehead.

"I'm fighting him!" The foreigner replied very simply this time.

"Why?" Goxinga has turned on a quick Q&A mode.

"He is a heresy against God! As a priest, I want to uphold God's dignity! "Foreigners have obviously also entered the environment of quick questions and answers.

"How did he slander God?" Guo Xing'a felt that this reason was a bit strange, didn't the Taiping army also worship God?

"They made up a son for God." The foreigner replied angrily.

"What's so bad about having multiple sons?" Guo Xing'a slowed down his tone, Hong Xiuquan said that he was God's second son, and Guo Xing'a had long known about it.

"Would you be happy if you suddenly had a son?" The foreigner squinted his eyes and looked at Guo Xing'a very impolitely.

"Nothing bad! Just be biological! Guo Xing'a laughed, and the Qing troops around him also laughed.

"Is it a good thing that your wife suddenly has a son without knowing it? How did this son come about? "The logic of foreigners is obviously different from that of the Qing Dynasty.

"There's a little one out there!" Bi Yuntao said.

"Be respectful to the gods!" Although Guo Xing'a reprimanded Bi Yuntao, he couldn't laugh anymore, and the surrounding Qing troops laughed even more.

"You're excessive! God will punish you! The foreigner said angrily to Guo Xing'a.

"I'm sorry, I apologize! But it seems that the long hair thing is really not authentic! You really should beat him, it's easy for God to make it unclear! Hahaha...... "Guo Xing's apology is insincere.

"Lost lamb......" the foreigner began to babble, and kept scratching the cross on his chest.

"Whew! Taiping Allah is the second son of God, and he came to this world to save the world, you don't know the truth, you believe in heresy and don't know how to repent......" The general of the Taiping army is obviously not as good as the foreigner, and the foreigner has been talking in the vernaculars for a while, and he has just recovered.

"Heresy, heresy...... You should be burned at the stake......" The foreigner quarreled with the generals of the Taiping Army again.

"Heavenly Father and Heavenly Brother have gone down to earth many times, how can the Taiping Allah have him to discuss it......" The generals of the Taiping Army moved out the ghosts of Yang Xiuqing and others.

"Pull it out and cut it!" Guo Xing'a was quarreled with by them, and simply let this great immortal go to see his God. The religious affairs of the Taiping Army in the local area are generally concurrently held by military officers, and I don't know what kind of character this Daxian is, but he is probably a person who is not good at fighting but is good at preaching! After all, it was upside down outside, and I didn't see him come out to command the battle.

"Savage ......," the foreigner muttered quietly.

"The second question below, why are you here, don't say that you were taken captive, I don't believe it!" Guo Xing'a asked the foreigner with a smile, but the smile made the foreigner feel a little scary.

"Does it matter?" There were some beads of sweat on the foreigner's forehead.

"You'd better have a reasonable explanation, or you'll have a chance to go with the one you just said to God." Guo Xing's pistol has been compared to foreigners.

"Well, you're still a kid, how did you become an officer? Are you a nobleman? Do you believe in God? The foreigner smiled awkwardly, and his hands and feet were a little stiff.

"When you two see God together, ask God which of you is right! If God doesn't know Chinese, don't hold a grudge and help him translate! Guo Xing'a said to the foreigner very seriously.