"This is the mansion of Mocha, the leader of the Yellow Flag, on!" At this time, Mo Shenling heard the murderous shouts outside the courtyard wall, and couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, the anger that had been circulating in his heart just now was like someone pouring a basin of ice water, from the door of his head to the soles of his feet. 【Reading.com】

Before he could even lift the loose belt of his trousers and turn around and flee into the door, a snow-bright dagger turned into a streamer, slashed through the tip of the nose of the yellow-flaged leader Mocha, and pierced deep into the doorframe on his left, the dagger's silver-shiny blade trembling slightly and making a brisk humming sound.

"Mo Shenling, you'd better not move, don't try to resist, otherwise, I can only slaughter you now." A grim voice came from behind Namocha, who turned his head tremblingly and saw a sailor with a sinister smile on his face, keeping the dagger projecting motion on guard.

"You, how dare you wantonly kill your country! Aren't you afraid of the Nine Clans?! Mo Cha trembled for a long time, and finally burst out such a complete sentence, but when he saw a large group of sailor soldiers with murderous faces and those armed men in black clothes and black helmets who had never seen before rushing in behind the sailor guard, his last bit of courage was also lost, and his legs weakened, and he fell directly to his knees.

However, this did not bring him any good luck, a big man in black clothes and black helmets pulled out a rope from his waist, and directly put the Manchu Eight Banners and Yellow Flag Ginseng Leader who used to walk sideways in Guangzhou City to the ground.

And the Eight Banners soldier who rushed in to report the news pulled out his waist knife and before he could resist, two bright three-edged spear stabs directly pierced his chest and abdomen......

Squad after team of soldiers rushed into the Eight Banners' garrison as quickly as possible, using the butts of their guns and the backs of their knives to knock down the Eight Banners soldiers who didn't even bother to wipe the weapons in their hands one by one, and then tied them with ropes, and then rushed to another household.

But anyone who dared to resist, the swords and pistols in their hands, or the bright and hideous bayonets, would make those Eight Banners soldiers taste the pain and division imposed on the Chinese nation by their ancestors in the past.

The tragic wail, the dull impact, the crisp sound of weapons, and the screaming of gunfire seem to have turned the entire Guangzhou Eight Banners Station into a bloody concert hall, which is performing a chilling symphony of death with the sword, gun and flesh.

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"We don't need moving slogans, let alone gorgeous chanting, I just need to hold the weapons in our hands and take a step forward, whether it is the gun forest that covers the sky or the hideous and steep knife mountain, we must step on it proudly......

We are not fighting for ourselves, we are fighting for our nation today and tomorrow, for our children and grandchildren, to be able to live in a land where they can breathe the air freely and speak their minds freely......

One person's courage and wisdom are limited, but if ten, hundreds, thousands, or even the entire Chinese nation can wake up and roar, then no one in this world will dare to ride on our heads again......

The insurrectionary affidavit that had been read deep into his bones echoed in his mind, and the soldier fiercely withdrew his bayonet, letting the blood drip obliquely down the bayonet to the ground, faintly glanced at the enemy who had lost the ability to resist, raised his hand to wipe the blood spilled from a shallow wound at the corner of his forehead, which was the wound that was pulled out diagonally after the waist knife of the Eight Banners soldier just now was blocked by the steel helmet, because of the protection of the steel helmet, he was only slightly injured, And the soldier of the Eight Banners, who had caused him damage, had already fallen at his feet, spat contemptuously, and continued to take firm steps, rushing forward.

The soldier of the Eight Banners, who had fallen to the ground, desperately let go of the hand holding the waist knife, and tried to plug the triangular wound in his chest, he opened his mouth in despair and tried to breathe, his eyes were full of thirst for life, and the fear of death, and the blood was like the gushing mountain spring, berthing all over the place.

Groups of sailors with white bands on their arms and groups of black-clad soldiers emerged from the gates of the city of Guangzhou, from the wide warehouses on the wharves, from the thirteen shops in the city, and from the inconspicuous slums.

Swiftly moving through the streets and alleys of Guangzhou, every time they passed a block, some soldiers would stay behind and take control of the streets, so that those who were just about to go to work or go out to run errands blocked back to their homes.

And the torrent continued to move, rapidly approaching the various key yamen and military camps in the city of Guangzhou, occasionally encountering some green battalions or eight banners wandering on the street, waiting for them were tied with their limbs tied behind their backs, thrown at the corner of the street, with strips of rags stuffed into their mouths, desperate and frightened eyes looking at these murderous black-clothed soldiers and the green battalion of the sailors.

For these green battalions with weapons in their hands and those strangely dressed soldiers, the people of Guangzhou did not panic too much, after all, the city that will be attacked by Shanghai pirates all the year round is still relatively familiar with this kind of street clearance, but what makes them curious is that the clothes of those soldiers are really strange.

However, absolutely no one would have the courage to ask these murderous black-clothed thugs with a black casserole on their heads.

Go home, lock the door, close the windows, and stay home quietly. Secretly begged God not to attack Guangzhou, and not to enter the city if he wanted to fight, otherwise, it would be them who would suffer.

At this moment, Liang Pengfei happened to come to the street in front of the Liangguang Governor's Palace, "My lord, it seems that they have already prepared. Bai Shusheng looked around vigilantly, on this street, it was different from the usual noise, except for the three steps, one post and five steps and one sentry of the standard supervision battalion, not even a ghost shadow was seen.

"It's strange if you're not prepared, it's okay, our people are already ready." Liang Pengfei smiled confidently, because he saw the sky in the distance, a brilliant green firework faintly flashed under the clear sky, and then suddenly disappeared, which was a signal that Liang Pengfei's subordinates had controlled the garrison locations in the city.

The guards of the Governor's Mansion also looked at the sky curiously, perhaps thinking that one of them was setting off fireworks.

Liang Pengfei rolled his eyelids, continued to move forward, and when he arrived at the door of the governor's palace, he jumped off his horse.

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"Lord Liang, please stay, please leave your weapon and enter the governor's mansion again." On the top of the steps, Erdeke, the deputy general of the battalion of the Governor of Liangguang, pressed one hand on the handle of the waist knife on his waist, and stopped in front of the door with the other hand, and smiled at Liang Pengfei without yin or yang.

"If I'm going to bring a weapon, am I not allowed to enter the house?" Liang Pengfei suddenly asked with a smile.

These words made the deputy general Erdeke stunned, and he thought about it for a long time, but he didn't expect Liang Pengfei to ask him such a tricky and strange question. But fortunately, he was able to serve as the governor's henchman, and his brain turned quickly, Erdeke said coldly: "Could it be that Lord Liang, you want to resist the order?" You must know that in the Governor's Palace, Lord Chincha is waiting for you with a holy decree, and if you delay, the consequences will ......."

"In that case, let's go in, monk, what the fuck are you all doing standing stupidly? Still not to clear the way for General Ben?! Liang Pengfei raised his eyebrows, and shouted in a deep voice, Monk Chen and other elite soldiers who had already been preparing for a hundred battles suddenly rushed forward, and before the deputy general Erdeke could react, the fist the size of Monk Chen's bowl had already smashed on his face......

"What's going on? It's been so long, so why hasn't Liang Pengfei come yet? The left capital of the Eight Banners of Guangzhou moved his overweight body, and muttered to himself in a little anxiety.

"Don't worry, he will definitely come, after all, he is still an official of the court, unless he rebels now, otherwise, he will definitely come." Zhu Jue took a sip of tea unhurriedly, and smiled lightly at the eunuch who was also sitting there drinking tea, with a calm and calm look.

And Wang Shouli was also invited, but this Admiral Wang seemed to be sitting alone in a corner at the moment, and those officials consciously or unintentionally avoided getting too close to him, because they all knew some news more or less, that is, the new Governor wanted to clean up Liang Pengfei, and Admiral Wang was Liang Pengfei's direct subordinate, and the relationship between the two has always been close.

However, Wang Shouli didn't seem to care, he just tea, shook his head, hummed a little song by himself, saw the fire in Zhu Jue's belly, and secretly sneered in his heart. "Wait, Admiral Wang, then Liang Pengfei has cleaned up, and you can't run!"

At this moment, I suddenly heard the noise and roar coming from outside the front hall, and even the sound of the blade.

That Zhu Qi couldn't help frowning, and when he took the governor's posture and was about to say something, suddenly, a large coconut-sized black shadow suddenly crossed the flower path outside the front hall from that distance, and smashed straight into the floor of the front hall, and then after a few rolls, it finally stopped flipping.

The officials in the hall all stared at the dried salted fish, their mouths opened more exaggerated than the hippopotamus, and their eyes were all fixed on the thing that had been thrown in, a bloody human head, the head of Erdeke, the deputy general of the battalion of the governor of Liangguang......

(To be continued)