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In the thrilling sound of killing, like the sound of welcoming firecrackers, Lin Haifeng rode through the fireworks and the messy British army camps one by one, and entered Shanghai City from the south gate of Shanghai.

Outside the city, the Shanghai Celestial Army led by Pan Qiliang and Zhou Xiuying, with the cooperation of the artillery battalion of the teaching brigade and the police communication company, surrounded and suppressed the remnants of the British army that had been rushed and cut off from each other.

Inside the city, the streets are lined with men and women, young and old. In the city of Shanghai, all those who should have run have run, and the rest are either loyal supporters of the Heavenly Army, or poor people who are ruined for their livelihoods. The army from Tianjing has finally arrived, and everyone wants to be the first to see the demeanor of this real heavenly army, and it seems that it is a long drought and a sweet rain, and everyone has an irrepressible excitement. Shanghai is about to be lifted, Shanghai can be calm, and Shanghai can finally become their little paradise.

"Let's get out of the way, the Heavenly Army will rush to clean up the concession." Under the guidance of the heavenly army in the city, under the gaze of all eyes, and in the cheers, Chen Tingxiang took the lead, greeting the people with a smile and urging the war horses to gallop north.

The red flag hunting made the eyes of the people who were used to seeing the variegated pennant shine, "Yo, what is the gold letter on the red flag?" Someone asked curiously.

"Model Company of Loving the People."

Hearing the answer, the man seemed to be a little incomprehensible, and a little regretful, "Tsk, such a strong army should be called a more majestic name." ”

"Only those who win the hearts of the people can win the world, don't you understand?" Some people scoffed.

"The name of Nong Na Wang Ah Da is majestic, and no one who has come and gone has ever seen Nong go to kill a Qing demon."

"Who said that, Allah also sent food to the Heavenly Army."

"That's right, but it looks like I almost peed my pants that day when I was scared by a cannonball flying in from outside the city, right?"

Wang Adaa touched the back of his head, and smiled embarrassedly, "That cannon, tsk, it's really powerful......"

There was a burst of laughter around him.

As soon as he entered the city, Lin Haifeng jumped off his mount and waved to the soldiers of the Heavenly Army at the gate of the city.

Seeing the long-awaited golden banner of King An, who could be said to be eager to wear it, Liu Lichuan, who came from the headquarters of the Confucian Temple to greet him, ran two steps and knelt down, "Humble Liu Lichuan, bow to welcome King An's thousand years old, a thousand years old!" ”

"General Liu, don't do this, please get up quickly." Lin Haifeng hurriedly stretched out his hand to pull Liu Lichuan up, and beckoned the generals who were accompanying Liu Lichuan to get up quickly. He was a little excited, looking up and down carefully at the strange and seemingly familiar man in front of him, and he remembered the image of Liu Lichuan that he had seen on the New Year's painting of the stills of the dance drama "Little Knife Club". Although he once regretted not having the opportunity to go to the show, now he saw this real, living man, a legendary hero who was praised by posterity and, of course, viciously cursed.

Three locks of black beard, blazing, and revealing a pair of incomparably resolute eyes, tall but not a very thick body, but the face is a little thin. Elephant, elephant! It's so like! It was only at this time that Lin Haifeng's heart finally rose with a kind of heroism that the Celestial Empire would change in his own hands. From the moment he stepped into Shanghai, he really had a stage of his own.

"General Liu, the actions of the Shanghai Celestial Army have brought a huge turnaround to the Celestial Empire, and I thank you on behalf of the Celestial Empire!" He held Liu Lichuan's two hands tightly and shook them vigorously, "How is it, is everything arranged?" ”

"According to His Highness's secret order, the humble position has been prepared." Liu Lichuan seemed to be very accustomed to King An's intimacy, and his face, which was slightly pale due to fatigue, turned red, "The two generals, Li Xianchi and Chen Alin, are waiting for the arrival of the heavenly army at the north gate, as long as the army arrives, Li Xianchi will swoop down on the Qing demon outside the city with all his might, and respond to Chen Alin leading the army to take the concession directly." ”

As the teaching brigade passed, the flow of people in Nanguan flocked to the vicinity of the city gate, gathering towards the high banner of King An, and the spontaneous cheers were also higher and higher.

Lin Haifeng briefly introduced Zeng Jinfa and a few other attachés behind him, and then pulled Liu Lichuan's hand, "I can't say hello more, let's talk about it later, now, we want to meet our parents, without them, we wouldn't have today." ”

"Long live the King of Heaven, King An, Chitose!" On both sides of the street, the people knelt down one after another as King An approached, shouting one after another.

Lin Haifeng waved his hands to the crowd on both sides and walked on foot, and now, he couldn't stop the crowd from kneeling and cheering. He silently accepted the hearts of these kind people, fathers, brothers, sisters, I, Lin Haifeng, will repay you with a hundred times the effort.

"Long live the Celestial Empire! Long live the fathers, brothers, and sisters of the Celestial Empire! He walked all the way, and he responded with his arms raised from the bottom of his heart.

With the arrival of Chen Yucheng, the cannon roared at the north gate of Shanghai, and the city gate was wide open. Li Xianchi, the deputy marshal of Shanghai, personally led the men and horses to rush to the Qing army camp on the west side.

The soldiers of the Self-Defense Regiment guarding the boundary trenches in the French Concession have been accustomed to this qiē from the morning to the present. The rebels rushed to the camp again and again, and retreated again and again, and some of them even had some regrets, why didn't they let the rebels here be attacked? If you go up at such a time to make a bargain and stab the rebels in the back, what will be the effect? Since there is an order that is not called participation, it is okay to see. It's still fresh once or twice, and anyone is tired of watching too much, so they don't bother to watch it again. With the exception of a few sentry posts, most of the soldiers took refuge in their houses to bake the fire and avoid the cold.

The last group of Shanghai Heavenly Army rushed out of the city gate, and more than a dozen military trumpets sounded at the head of the city. In the majestic and passionate trumpet, behind the sandbags that were erected, the sentry posts in the French Concession who were holding their guns and shrunken their heads and feet were shocked to find that a completely unfamiliar army suddenly poured out of the city gate, and the cavalry that was blowing like a strong wind without a tail was seen, and what was even more inexplicable was that these cavalry did not turn west, but roared straight towards them.

My God! It wasn't until the other party was approaching that the sentries wondered, crawling behind the fortress in panic and blindly pulling the trigger, while blowing the alarm whistle.

It was too late, and Chen Tingxiang's tongue of fire around the twenty submachine guns instantly knocked the soldiers of the Concession Self-Defense Regiment who rushed out from the opposite side, and they couldn't lift their heads. The temporary protective trench several meters wide was jumped over by the heroic Red Army iron cavalry.

Chen Tingxiang rushed through the fortification of the French army, and no longer looked at the foreign devils who were scattering and fleeing, and someone would clean them up next. Lao Tzu is the first again! He smirked, waved his hand and shouted loudly to the guide who followed, "Quick, where is the consulate, go to the consulate!" ”

The French Concession was breached, the British Concession was also broken through, and Ai Hua and his men, who were defending to the west of the American Concession, "disarmed and surrendered".

The concession, which used to be as safe as a warm nest and "desirable", has become a big bazaar. The rout soldiers were scurrying around, and the gentry and giants who had tried to take refuge here became headless flies, picking up their furniture and running again. This time they will not have any luck, wherever they run, there are cavalry of the Red Army galloping. The concession has long been fenced off, and those who come in should not think about going out.

"What? How dare the rebels attack the concession? When Ali Guo received the report, his ass jumped up as if it had been burned by fire, "***, these treacherous traitors, mongrels who insult God, I ......" He forgot what a gentleman was, and began to curse.

Marshali glanced at the English gentleman with disgust, for he did not like to hear the word "mongrel", for he could not yet tell whether he had more Irish blood in his veins, or French Gaul, or some other French blood. "Your Excellency, now is not the time to scold, find a way to stop them."

"How?" Ali Guo touched the foaming star on the side of his mouth, and slashed at Ma Shali fiercely, "Your Excellency, Minister, then hurry up and use the warship that you are still floating outside Wusong." "He hates it now, this bastard only cares about himself, and he doesn't even have a soldier around him who can save him.

When it came to the warship drifting outside Wusong, Ma Shali was really secretly laughing in his heart, or he was smart enough to leave this hand early. However, in the face of Aliguo's obviously reproachful words, he could not express any smugness. He sighed and spread his hands with a sad face, "Your Excellency, since they are here, they will not give us a chance to go out." ”

"Forget it," Aitang slowly stood up, "this is the consulate, it has diplomatic immunity, and I want to make it clear to the rebels that they have no right to mess around here." ”

Marshali blinked his eyes and looked at Aitang, tsk, how did the noble French clean up such a diplomat who had not returned his milk. And what diplomatic immunity? Haha, dear Excellency, then just wait and see!

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