The battle near the Great East Gate became more and more intense, and Geng Jimao, who supervised the battle, repeatedly sent reinforcements from the Xincheng garrison.

The defenders of Xincheng were left with only Jiang Yuanxun, the deputy capital of the Jing Domain, and Ban Jisheng, the deputy capital of the Ping Domain. The long-awaited opportunity for Shen Shangda and Ban Jisheng finally came, and in the early hours of the morning, 200 Ping soldiers tied white cloth around their arms and attacked Dongxiaomen.

Outside the city, 1,000 infantry and 600 sailors of the 6th Army Regiment sat on the ground in the large parallel trench.

The moonlight sprinkled the ground, and after many battles, the faces of the soldiers were no longer nervous.

Yu Shihui, the commander of the 3rd Brigade, put the telescope on the adjutant's shoulder, so that he could control the telescope with his left hand and not affect smoking with his right hand.

Six lanterns were lit on the small tower of the east gate, which was the predetermined signal, and then the gate was opened.

Yu Shihui snuffed out his pipe a few times, "It's time for us to go." ”

"All of them, stand up!"

Combined assault units of infantry and sailors lined up in the trenches.

"Run forward."

The besieging troops jumped out of their trenches and marched towards the moat in several columns.

The navy's sampan fleet also received a signal, and 50 large sampans sailed into the moat, and a wave of imminent siege troops was transported across the river.

The city defense artillery on the east wing of Guangzhou fired, Yu Shihui looked to the left, and the two cannon flames flashed.

This point of blocking fire could not stop the army entering the city, and soon, Yu Shihui saw the bright red military flag raised at the head of the East Small Gate.

Flags waved in the firelight, announcing that the gates had changed hands, and the position was silent for a moment, followed by bursts of cheers.

Behind the battle line, the second echelon and artillery, which were on standby in columns, lit torches and marched forward. The neat pace and high-pitched singing are like that torch parade in the capital.

Under the guidance of the collaborators, the troops entering the city quickly occupied the small south gate tower of the old city, and then developed along the city wall to the two wings, without rushing into the old city area.

The main force of the Tatar army in the old city was blinded by this blow from behind, and the towers changed hands one after another, and the green battalion soldiers took off their uniforms and fled into the streets.

The rebels set fire everywhere in the city, robbed the rich and official households, and Guangzhou, a thousand-year-old city, fell into another catastrophe.

By daybreak, the coalition forces had captured all the towers except for the Zhenhailou fortress.

Shou Xiang took the sampan and landed at Huaiyuan Post in the south of the new city, the sampan had not yet reached the shore, Shou Xiang supported the boat board and jumped to the shore.

The Führer is back.

Dozens of good painters who had been prepared for a long time used carbon pens to shorthand down the next material, which was the basis for their large-scale oil paintings.

In front of Jinghai Gate, Shou Xiang was slightly stunned for a moment, the Guangzhou City in front of him was not much different from ten years ago, and the scenes of the great retreat seemed to be yesterday. At that time, Yu Fengqi and 200 soldiers held on to the last person in this place to cover the retreat of the soldiers and civilians, and the picture of Yu Fengqi falling is still fixed in the mind of the order.

The artillery fired a salute, and the soldiers on the city walls raised their rifles alof, shouting long live Shou Xiang and his orca heraldic flag mountain!

The officers of the Ming army who cooperated with the battle were shocked by the sound of long live, but soon, they also joined in the collective revelry.

Shen Shangda and Ban Jisheng escorted Jiang Yuanxun, who was tied up, and knelt on the outside of the city gate to greet the head of Daoyi.

"Get up, I don't like officials kneeling."

"Yes, Sangkook."

Jiang Yuanxun on the ground was still scolding himself, but he didn't scold the order, he was all scolding Ban Jisheng and Shen Shangda, the two traitors to the imperial court, which made their faces red and white for a while.

It's too noisy, Shou Orderly waved his hand, "Pull it out and shoot it." ”

Two grenadiers set up Jiang Yuanxun left and right and dragged him away.

Shouxuan said: "You are the son of Ban Zhifu?" ”

Ban Jisheng bowed his head and said, "Yes, my lord." ”

"You have credit for liberating Guangzhou. I will give you 2,500 places, and you can choose your own people, and all your family members will be pardoned. ”

There were about 1,000 soldiers with the class, and the order gave him some more places to operate.

Ban Jisheng hurriedly knelt down and thanked him.

"I said it, I don't like officials kneeling. If you first make a deputy commander in chief, and fight the battle well, you will definitely get a higher title than the Tatars give you. ”

"Boss Shen." Shou Xuan looked at Shen Shangda and said with a smile: "Are you willing to be an official, or continue to do business?" ”

"I'm no longer an official, the territory of the Federation is so big, I want to look everywhere."

Shen Shangda was more familiar with the character of the order, and he directly said his thoughts.

Shou Xuan stretched out his right hand, "In our country, you are a free businessman, no longer someone else's minion. ”

Orderly took a few steps forward.

Anyway, the officers and men wore white cloth on their arms and wore all kinds of Tatar uniforms, and they looked a little ashamed against the backdrop of the wolf-like soldiers of the Federal Army.

Orderly waved his scepter, "Soldiers, welcome to the Great Patriotic War. Whatever you've done before, it's a write-off from today. Soldiers, hold up your waists, from now on, you are no longer traitors and rebels, but members of the glorious Chinese Army. ”

Ban Jisheng's soldiers followed the example of the Ming army around them and shouted long live to Shouxu Mountain.

"Now, take up your weapons, kill the Tatars and traitors in the new city, and liberate your families!"

A few words of the order aroused the morale of the officers and soldiers anyway, and these soldiers led the way and launched the final general attack on the old city.

The remnants of the Manchurian soldiers rushed straight up to the bayonets of the coalition army, and the battle near Zhenhailou was the most intense, and even the Manchu soldiers hugged the coalition soldiers and jumped out of the city wall together and died together. On one or two occasions, Manchu soldiers were able to throw Allied soldiers off the walls before they were stabbed with bayonets. Some of the Manchurians were very muscular, and when they wore broad uniforms, they looked more athletic. They were always unflinching when fighting with the Coalition forces with broadswords or hand-to-hand combat, and were able to fight bayonets for several rounds. The position on the walls was too narrow for the army to flank, and unless another force was sent to attack its rear, the Manchus were likely to hold their positions for a longer period of time.

Seeing that Zhenhailou was really difficult to fight, Filhoff suspended his attack, but surrounded the towering fortress from four sides, and fired 12-pounder guns at the tower.

The assault teams that entered the city to clear the city, each two companies were equipped with one artillery and accompanied the infantry.

The pace of the clearance was not fast, and the infantry went block by block, opening the way with artillery and sweeping away the last resistance.

All the residents of the neighborhood were cleared out and taken out of the city along the various avenues.

The Old City was a government district, and the people here were all members of the Tatar government or parasites under them.

There is no mercy in retaliation, and everyone except the officers and soldiers and their families will be punished as they deserve.

The men were bound and carried out of the city, and the young women were set up in separate battalions, which were the spoils of war for the soldiers.

The seized silver and silk were directly used to pay for military expenses, and most of the rest of the luxury goods were auctioned.

The highly efficient federal merchants did not want to waste time, and they set up a grand banquet at the venue of the Huaiyuanyi Canton Fair, and the women, men, and supplies of the city were pulled to the venue in strings, and fell into the pockets of their masters in the midst of the rising bids.

The street fighting continued, and the Manchurians, knowing that they had no luck, desperately put up their last resistance, lying behind makeshift fortifications, shooting arrows and firing guns. The coalition forces were divided into two groups and charged towards the Manchus from both front and flank, each of which fought desperately, often in hand-to-hand combat to crush them.

Since then, there have been large-scale suicides and martyrdoms in the city, and the scale is so large that it even makes people a little creepy and chilling.

Some of the enemy officers and soldiers desperately guarded the doors of their homes, while others calmly slit women's throats, strangled their children, or threw them into wells. A Tatar officer dragged his wife to the mouth of the well, and with a rusty knife he cut her throat, and it was in the well that he threw all the children into it.

There were women's bodies everywhere.

In some places, the Tatars angrily rushed out of their hiding places, with large knives in their hands, and fought with whomever they touched. The city of Canton was in a state of terror and chaos, and after the organized resistance ceased, sporadic fighting continued to take place.

Shang Kexi committed suicide in the house, and the Shang family was full of thousands of people, except for a few slaves and concubines with children who volunteered to stay, the rest were all loaded and shipped to Australia.

Geng Jimao ran out of his last ammunition at Zhenhai Tower and set himself on fire.

The raging flames burned for three days, and the black smoke rising into the sky told the whole province that Guangzhou had changed hands.