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It's always a matter of saying it, but it's another thing to actually do it. Since ancient times, there is no banquet without wine, and if you have wine, you will not drink less, and if you can't drink, you will have to join in the fun. Something that is slippery in the mouth, and so on, is nothing more than an excuse to drink too much. There is also a key point, that is, since they came to the outside of Tianjing City, they have never seen the Taiping army take the initiative to come out of the city, not to mention that the Taiping army just suffered a big loss last night?

Therefore, for Zhang Fu and the others, today is not careless, it can only be said that it is a fluke.

In the middle of the night, the mutilated moon was hidden by a black cloud. Two soldiers on duty bravely carried spears in their arms, leaning on the wooden railings one by one, yawning incessantly. Outside, there was a pitch-black wilderness, and apart from the snoring from the grass hut not far away, and the occasional croaking of frogs, I could not hear anything else. With a cool night breeze, the wine of the two people who had not yet woken up came up again.

"Brother and brother, I drank a little more wine today," the slightly stout soldier fought bravely, yawning at his companion opposite, "You work hard, I'll take a nap, just" He suddenly stopped what he wanted to say, and his tired, cloudy eyes glared fiercely, and his mouth was wide open. He was shocked to see a black shadow like a nimble tanuki, silently appearing behind his companion. Almost at the same time, he felt a chill in the back of his heart, and his legs suddenly went limp, and slowly, as if reluctantly, he collapsed to the ground.

Cleanly and neatly eliminated the two Qing demons who were on duty, Shi Zhenji immediately led more than sixty brothers from the spy company, moved the wooden fence, rushed into the village like arrows, and quickly split up to pounce on several grass houses.

He guarded the doorway of a room where there was a loud snoring inside, and when he turned his head to see that the brothers had already chosen their targets, he waved his saber in his hand. Immediately, several torches were lit, and with a flash of firelight, he jerked his foot open the door and rushed in.

By the light of the torches, Shi Zhenji quickly swept his gaze over a few Qing demons lying upside down on the earthen kang, and the smell of wine in the room made him subconsciously cover his nose with his left hand. However, the saber in his right hand had already been raised high, and in a flash of cold light, the head of the Qing Demon closest to him was split in half. Poor Zhang Fu never woke up from the drunken country until he died.

The few brothers who followed Shi Zhenji in closely followed him jumped on the kang without hesitation, and flew up and down with swords that attacked people with cold air

When Shi Zhenji finished his work and walked out of the hut with bated breath and the smell of wine and blood, the other groups also settled the battle with ease. He tilted his head and took a deep breath of fresh breath, a sense of relief all over his body. He looked back at the hut behind him, put away his saber, and patted the six-wheeled gun on his waist with some regret. If it weren't for the rules in advance, it was strictly forbidden to let the gun go until it was absolutely necessary, he really wanted to make his gun open meat, except for only a few wooden targets, this gun has not tasted blood.

"Company commander, there are two old people living in the house over there." Liu Mingyuan, the leader of the platoon, walked over with a smile.

Shi Zhenji nodded, instructed him to immediately set up a guard and arrange for someone to bring in the horses left outside, and walked towards the house where the two old men lived.

The two old men who were awakened in their sleep had already quieted down, and they knew from Liu Mingyuan what happened outside the house, and they knew that the people from the village were the Red Army, that is, the holy soldiers of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom in the city. Seeing that someone came in again, the old man groped his way in the dark and sat on the edge of the kang, "Lord Holy Soldier, you have worked hard, wait for the old man to get you some water to drink." ”

"No need, old man," Shi Zhenji stopped him with a smile, "I'm sorry to disturb you." You may have to fight with the Qing demon for a while, you two will rest in the house, don't come out, there are us outside. ”

The old man listened to the kind words, obediently retracted his feet, sat down on the kang again, moved his body inside, and patted the edge of the kang, "My lord, then sit down and rest first." ”

"Hehe," Shi Zhenji sat down, "Old man, don't call me an adult, just call me Brother Red Army, we are all children of the Heavenly Father, there are no adults." ”

"There's nothing left, the old hen is gone, there's no vegetable to grow, alas, it's going to be a head one day!" The old woman sighed, her heart full of helplessness.

It was too dark in the room for Shi Zhenji to see the old man's expressions, but he could fully understand their state of mind. He stood up and said firmly, "Soon, there will be quiet days soon, and we won't call another demon to appear here." ”

"That's great, we are not afraid of poverty as people, just to have a peaceful life for our wife." The old man grinned. When the Taiping army had just conquered Jinling, he had heard the Taiping army's Hong Tianwang personally preach, and he hoped to see the Taiping world that Hong Tianwang said.

"Old man, if you don't have it, you can start again, the Celestial Empire won't leave you alone. Rest well, I'll go out first, and when the war is over, we'll come to see you again." After saying that, Shi Zhenji went out and gently closed the door with his hand.

The old woman listened attentively and returned to the silent house, muttering, "Isn't it a holy soldier, why is it called the Red Army?" She had wanted to take a closer look at the Red Army brother, but there was no light in the room, and with her faint old eyes, she couldn't see anything clearly, except that she noticed a white scarf tied around his left arm.

The old man moved his gaze back from the door and glanced at his wife, "Isn't there still a flag camp and a green battalion in the Qing Dynasty, so don't you have a Red Army in the Heavenly Empire?" ”

You're smart! The old woman snorted in her heart, of course she had heard of the flag camp. But everyone is of royal blood, can there be any difference between the Red Army and the Holy Soldiers? She couldn't figure it out.

Chen Yucheng led a company of the Red Army's teaching brigade to lurk in a bush not far south of Chen Xingzu's camp. With the light in the Qing Demon Camp, you can clearly see the trench dug in front of you that is not very deep, as well as the figure of the demon soldiers shaking on the hanging tower. He looked down at the watch on his wrist that King An had lent him, and it was still a little short of the prescribed time. At this time, his mood was extremely excited, looking at the impatient looks of the soldiers around him, he believed that the soldiers must be the same as him, waiting for a beautiful moment to show their skills.

They are warriors, and after several years of fighting, they have become accustomed to the life of licking blood from the knife edge, and the harsh closed training has long suffocated them like tigers in a cage. Not only do they want to make more opponents fall under their guns, but even more people like to pull out their sabers when the time comes, and it is even more enjoyable to be able to directly cut him a few more.

They will all be real heroes. Although they all know that there may come a day when he or he may fall in this beloved fertile field, they will not regret it. It wasn't a long time, but they deeply understood what His Royal Highness King An had brought to them. They were the Workers' and Peasants' Red Army, the soldiers of the revolution. To live is to reform the life of the reactionaries. For the sake of their parents, brothers and sisters, and even more for the sake of the people who are suffering all over the world, they are willing to make fertilizer in the end, and exchange their prosperous years and blood for the eternal happiness of more people.

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