In his previous life, Guo Xing'a didn't like to take pictures until he was twenty-eight years old, because he felt that he was not photographed, and he was ugly in the photo. But after the age of twenty-eight, he became very fond of photography, and regretted that he did not leave more images of the past. After his wife left, Guo Xinga liked photography even more, and he wanted to leave behind the bits and pieces of his life.

Before leaving the base camp of the deserted village, Guo Xing'a specially called everyone to take pictures at the entrance of the village, and he didn't know if he would have a chance to return here in his lifetime. was pinched by Guo Xing's and stood in front of a wooden box for a long time, and everyone thought that Lord Zuoling was sick again, and they didn't care about it. But after Guo Xinga took out the washed photos, everyone went crazy, the soul box! After Guoxing'a looked for someone to take a photo, basically no one dared to respond, and those who were named also came with the determination to die, and the expressions on the photos were all death-defying.

Saishan'a went to Zhenjiang with the teaching team and the baggage company, and after crossing the Yangtze River with a large number of belongings, he was able to return north through the canal. Shi Guang went back to Shanghai and waited for Rong Hong to return to China, he couldn't go if he didn't go, otherwise where would Rong Hong, who came back with a large number of machines, find Guoxing! Guo Xing'a took the main force to the Jiangnan camp to bid farewell to Hechun.

He Chun warmly entertained Guoxing, and a dinner party can be described as a joy for the guests and hosts. He Chun, who was called a virtuous nephew at the banquet, gave Guo Xing'a a gift, a gift with no cost. He gave Guo Xing'a a word, adults should have a word, Guo Xing'a is still younger, but the commander of the first army always calls his name, and it is indeed inconvenient to communicate with other officials. The wine to the half-drunk Hechun, gave Guo Xing'a a word, Yun Xian. Guo Xing'a accepted it very happily, and Fengsheng Ah also mentioned it to him, but Guo Xing'a didn't come up with it himself. Although Hechun is about to be unlucky, he has been good to himself for the past six months, regardless of the historical evaluation of Hechun, Guoxinga is very grateful to Hechun.

The banquet didn't end until the second watch, and Guo Xing'a, who was too drunk, cried and made trouble. He felt that He Chun and Zhang Guoliang were really good to him, but they were about to die, but he couldn't save them, so he could only use crying to vent his emotions. In the end, he also took a photo with Hechun and Zhang Guoliang, and was supported by Fuquan, and hugged this and that. The martial artist has a straightforward temperament, and drunken gaffes are commonplace, and everyone thinks that Guo Xing'a is true temperament, and they all comfort him with kind words to go back to the tent to rest.

"Yun Xian has a bright future, don't be sad, he will reunite with our Beijing master when he becomes famous!" He Chun, who was covered in snot and tears by Guo Xing'a, comforted Guo Xing's kind words.

"O military gate! ...... "Guo Xing'a cried even more, and the reunion of the Jingshi could only be when Guo Xing'a went to Hechun's grave."

Zhang Guoliang, Wang Jun, Cai Qirong and several others who had met Guo Xing'a a few times came to consol him, and everyone made a fuss for a while before they let Guo Xing'a go back to rest. Guo Xing'a cried and made a fuss, and the generals who made the wine were also full of feelings, and reorganized the cups and plates again and drank them in the tent.

The Guoxinga wine that returned to the sleeping tent was really not good, and it was the type who couldn't sleep after drinking too much, and after sitting on the bed for a while, another thought actually came to mind. The moment he got the camera, he told Fushun that he wanted to go to Nanjing to take a photo, but it was just a joke at the time, and now he still wants to go after drinking a pound and a half of Guoxing'a, and now he is more courageous and really dares to go.

The generals, who had also drunk some wine, were suddenly summoned together by Guo Xing'a, and then Guo Xing'a said that he wanted to go to Nanjing to take pictures. Xiande, Guiwu, Fengsheng'a and others who had a good amount of alcohol immediately opposed, Guoxing'a also immediately declared that the opposition was invalid, Jiying, Bo Ritu, Hatan and others all followed suit, and Xiande couldn't stop it, so 2,400 elites under Guoxing'a went out of the camp overnight and went straight to Nanjing. Xiande and the others could only persuade along the way, hoping that Guo Xing'a would change his mind. Except for the front-line combat troops, the Jiangnan battalion was like a big market, and no one noticed the movement of the Guoxing Asuo Department who came to visit the door.

Guo Xing'a didn't even look at the map, and he didn't have a plan at all, but he still remembered that he was unprepared for the surprise attack, so he chose the Nanjing City Gate, which was the farthest away from him. If Guo Xing'a really went to this goal, he would be dead, because the farthest city gate was the Yifeng Gate facing the lower pass of the Yangtze River, and the Taiping army was heavily armed, and the defense system was extremely tight. However, drinking too much also has the benefit of drinking too much, and after walking for more than half of the time, Guoxing was tired, played a child's temper, and said that he would not leave. A group of generals who also drank seven or eight taels were all giggling and messing around with him, and the anxious Xiande and others thought that everything would be fine if Guo Xing'a didn't leave, but Guo Xing'a came again, "Fight wherever you are closer!" ”。 The Qing army just bypassed Houhu, that is, the famous Xuanwu Pond, and the closest was Shence Gate, so Changlu, who had not drunk any wine, began to carry out his benefactor's crazy orders.

After taking the outer urn city lightly, Xiande hurriedly asked people to set up their cameras and asked the uncles who had drunk too much to take pictures. Blown by the evening breeze, everyone was drunk, and the people who laughed and laughed played the ugly state of drunkenness all over again, some of them vomited against the wall, and some of them cried and laughed. Fengsheng went to the city to command the battle, leaving only Xiande and Guiwu against a group of drunks.

"This won't work!" After taking a photo easily, Guo Xing'a looked back at the background but was not satisfied.

"My lord! Just take a picture, this is Nanjing Shence Gate, there are words on the city gate, just look at it. "Xiande now has the heart to commit suicide, a group of drunks commanded more than 2,000 people to attack Nanjing, and the Taiping army will react in a while, and they will have to be surrounded and annihilated.

"It's so unimpressive! It's so easy to come back and forth, I just write a trip here, and I have to leave a word! Hahaha! Guo Xing's little face was pale, and his eyes were a little confused, it was the time when the wine was at its strongest.

"Come here, don't you? I'm going to let people write it! "Xiande is going crazy.

"No, it's boring to write, engrave it, engrave it on the city wall of Nanjing!" Guo Xing'a couldn't stand on his feet anymore, and he staggered towards the Shence Gate and began to point and compare.

"I'm going to make people carve!" Xiandedu has already knelt down for Guo Xing'a, this is really crazy, how long does it take to engrave the lettering!

"Don't just write about this trip, how uncultured! Fengsheng Ah doesn't know how to write pairs! Lao Tzu will too, you see Lao Tzu write one for you! "Goxinga's mouth is already messed up with titles.

Written like this, the upper couplet wrote "There are fifty-six and a half miles of unified rivers and mountains", the lower one wrote "The three hundred and sixty lines of the Manchu Dynasty are complete", and the horizontal batch wrote "God is my father!" "Hahahaha! The inscription reads: "The Eight Banners of the Great Qing Gu'an Garrison, the Blue Flag, the Eleventh Zuoling, Guoxing, and the ...... of the Department" hey! If any of you want to leave your name, sign up! Hee-hee-hee! Hahaha! "Goxinga is even talking with analogy.

"Me, Hartan!" The most unpromising Hatan drank more than four catties of rice wine, except for Guo Xing'a, who was the most crazy about him.

"Ji Ying"

"Bozhtu"

“……”

Almost everyone reported their names, Xiande's face turned green, don't say that Guoxing's couplet, there are a few crosses in the name of the person alone, how long does it take to engrave this!

"The words have to be big! Look at it with momentum! The swaying Goxinga was still gesturing against the city wall.

"My master, the lettering is too slow, I've written it, let's hang it up and go!" Xiande wanted to cry without tears.

"It's gone when you write it, you work hard, you use * to fry it! Fry fast! Guo Xing'a casually came up with an idea. The Qing army really has a certain blasting technology, but it is all large pieces such as blowing up city gates, and they have not yet tried to blow up words.

"Wait!" Xiande hurriedly went to the accompanying sappers to find a way.

According to Feng Sheng'a, who was guarding the city, he was also going crazy, except for a few people, most of the officers above the company level drank too much, and they all followed Guoxing Ah below, and he basically relied on him alone to command the troops. The Taiping army, which lost the city gate, completely ignored the casualties, and all of them rushed like crazy, and the pressure on the defense line at the head of the city was huge. Although the heavy artillery of the Taiping army fell into their own hands, the situation was still very unoptimistic. Especially the Taiping army outside the city is being fully mobilized, and there is a faint tendency to cut off the retreat of the Qing army, Fengsheng'a only feels that his scalp is numb for a while, and Guoxing'a under the city is still messing around.

The Qing army and the Taiping army also fought on the first line from Tongji Gate to Qiweng Bridge, which was Li Xiucheng's order, one was to attack it and save it to prevent the main force of the Qing army from seizing Shence Gate with all its might, and the other was to prevent the Qing army from making a full-scale attack on the southern front with a false shot. The two sides fought along the Qinhuai River, dyeing the river red, and drinking a lot of Hechun came to the front line to supervise the battle with a full body of wine. He Chun was also wondering in his heart, what happened to the Taiping Army, and the Taiping Army played a surprise attack in the early morning.

Zhang Guoliang rushed to the Purple Mountain with a body of wine, which had already been beaten into a pot of porridge, the Taiping army and the Qing army had been strangled together, and the camp was all in chaos. Zhang Guoliang was not only a front-line supervisor, but he had already gone down in person, and more than a dozen Taiping soldiers actually rushed to his horse.

Li Xiucheng in Nanjing City is also red now, in order to share the pressure of the Shence Gate, he asked Hong Xiuquan for an order, mobilized all the troops around Nanjing to storm the key points of the Qing army, but the result was not satisfactory. The Qing army's barracks seemed to be fully loaded, and their combat strength was extremely strong, and all the units that attacked were caught in a bitter battle. If Li Xiucheng ignored the Qing army outside and concentrated all his strength to storm Shence Gate, maybe he would have captured Guoxing Ah alive, but he couldn't believe that without any follow-up reinforcements, Guo Xing'a would come to Shence Gate alone. Li Xiucheng is a generation of famous generals who think about the overall war, Guo Xing'a is a drunkard who drinks too much and is drunk everywhere, they are not on the same channel at all, so Li Xiucheng missed a great opportunity to kill Guo Xing'a.

At the time of the three strokes in the sun, fierce battles were being fought everywhere outside Nanjing, but the Shence Gate gradually calmed down. Li Xiucheng stopped the attack that was too damaged, as long as the reinforcement troops were solved, the Qing army of Shencemen would be a turtle in an urn, and there was no need to worry about it at all. There is no need to sacrifice soldiers to attack the Qing army with strong defensive capabilities, and if they are cut off from backup, they can starve to death if they are hungry.

The drunkard Guo Xing Ah Zheng was not worried about starving to death, he was happily taking pictures, and even Feng Sheng'a, Kong Zhen, and Changlu, who were commanding the battle in the city, called down. In front of the Shence Gate engraved with celebrity calligraphy, Guo Xing'a crossed the horse and raised the knife, and took a family photo with the generals of the department very mightily.

As the strength of the wine gradually passed, Guo Xing'a, who was somewhat sober, gave his wisest order: "Everyone, run!"

After the Qing army buried a large number of ** in the outer urn city and the camp outside the city, they turned around and ran, their faces were exposed, and if they didn't run, they would show their eyes. As soon as the Qing army moved, Li Xiucheng immediately sensed that Guoxinga was about to run, although it was a little strange to give up the city gate that he had worked so hard to conquer, but Li Xiucheng still urgently ordered all his troops to pursue. It's a pity that the Taiping army in Nanjing City couldn't adapt to the Guoxing'a tactics at all, so they stupidly rushed directly into the trap and were blown up by * and * barrels. When the team was regrouped again, Guo Xing'a was already running to the Purple Mountain.

After a day of bloody battles, the Qing army generals of the Jiangnan camp dragged their tired bodies back to Hechun's handsome tent, and Guoxing'a, who was pale and had a splitting headache, waited for them inside with a guilty face.

"Oops! Yun Xian! Naoli is at the feet of the Son of Heaven, and he won't dare to mess around like this in the future! He Chun wanted to give Guo Xing'a a slap, but he raised his arm and put it down for two or three times, and finally turned a thousand words into a sentence. Of course, this exhortation can also have another understanding, your little Wang Ba hurry up and go back to Zhili for Lao Tzu, don't toss Lao Tzu anymore.

"The courage of Yun Xian, the resurrection of the overlord, Lu Bu will not be like this in his second life! Mr. Guan warmed the wine and killed Huaxiong, and Yun Xiangong drank and fought in Nanjing, which can be regarded as a good story! Zhang Guoliang smiled very helplessly, Guo Xing'a is really a guy who can't be said, his words are praise, and of course they are ridiculed.