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When Lu Xianba and Yang Qilong finally retreated into the big moon gate leading to the back house, it was not blocked by the stones temporarily transported from the rockery of the back house like the small doors on both sides, and even the two vermilion lacquered wooden doors did not have time to close, and the people and horses of the north hall who had already killed the red eyes followed behind.

A bloody battle for the gate soon began again.

Yang Xiuqing sat less than twenty steps away from the gate where the soldiers of the two sides were fighting desperately, quietly looking at the qi qi in front of him. His hands were empty, and he had never worn a weapon since he broke through from Yong'an City, and it was still the same.

The fire in the front yard is getting bigger.

"Your Highness, they will burn the Silver Dragon Hall again." Lu Xianba's face twitched.

"Really?" Yang Xiuqing's hand twitched, and at the same time grabbed a hard hand on his thigh, this action he had repeated several times, it was another guard soldier falling, "Burn, the old one doesn't go, the new one doesn't come." ”

As he spoke, he tilted his head slightly, as if listening attentively, and after a while, he smiled, "I said Xianba, who is that dumb voice screaming outside?" ”

Lu Xian pulled out his teeth and gritted, "It's Liu Naixin's bastard." ”

"I said, it's not like Wei Changhui, he doesn't have these two moments." Yang Xiuqing snorted lightly, and then sighed, "He guards Chaohu Lake well, he is a general, but it's a pity, it's a pity that he puts his mind on this." ”

"I really can't understand how a smart person would do such a foolish thing." Lu Xianba shook his head, then looked at the soldiers watching from the rockery, and asked loudly, "Did you find the king of the north?" ”

"Hui Yu Shangshu, no."

"No need to ask, he won't be here." Yang Xiuqing looked up at the sky, stood up, and dusted off his body, "If I am not wrong, he should go to our esteemed Heavenly King at this time." Alas, he is the one who really wants to be this heavenly king. After saying this, he waved his hand vigorously, "It's time, fire the cannon!" ”

"Yes, firing the cannon!"

With Lu Xianba's order, an earth-shattering horn cannon sounded.

In the sound of the cannon, the streets and alleys where the people and horses of the north hall once hid once again poured out crowds. This is the Guards officers and soldiers from the Wing King Mansion and the New Town Garrison Brigade of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

The garrison brigade, which is responsible for the defense of the new city where the Ordnance Bureau and the Ministry of the Interior are located, is the only team in Tianjing City that is equipped with all the new weapons. Unlike the Guards Brigade, the establishment of the Guards Brigade was constrained by many factors, and it was difficult to act completely according to Zheng Nan's will for a while. In the construction of this army, Zheng Nan has devoted more effort to it. Needless to say, the selection of personnel is one in a hundred handsome offspring, in the words of the people who have seen them, if you meet several soldiers of the garrison brigade walking together on the street, it is difficult for you to distinguish who is who, and they all seem to look similar.

In order to guard against all kinds of dangerous environments that may arise, and also to worry that the long-term garrison task would wear out the fighting consciousness of the officers and men, Zheng Nan specially formulated a training program for the garrison brigade under various conditions. In that year, Yangzhou was in an emergency, first, because there was no suitable army to be sent in Tianjing, and second, in order to train the team in actual combat, most of the officers and soldiers of the garrison brigade went to the front line in Yangzhou. It can be said that this is another red iron fist outside the teaching brigade of the Red Army.

Wei Changhui should indeed be afraid of Lin Haifeng, but it's a pity that what he is afraid of is so simple, why don't he learn from others? In other words, Lin Haifeng and Zheng Nan's actions are something he can't learn if he wants to. In the final analysis, it is the thoughts of people, and Lin Zheng and the others are really armed with the great ideas of the old people they revere, and there is no comparison between Wei Changhui and them. However, Wei Changhui is a little smarter, at least he can't wait to jump out now, the coming day is long, why bother to fight for the length of the moment, continue to hide, stay in the green mountains, and don't worry about running out of firewood. In this way, you may be able to pin some hopes, or simply be a fool, if this generation does not work, the next generation, and the hope of overthrowing the red regime can be pinned on the second generation, or even the third generation. Alas, I can only say that it is a pity again, but it is a pity that Wei Changhui did not learn the truth that "a spark can start a prairie fire".

Wei Changhui actually has one thing that can be compared to our great His Royal Highness King An, that is, to eliminate evil. In dealing with the enemies of the Celestial Empire, His Royal Highness King An's great thought told all his loyal soldiers that they must be as cruel and ruthless as the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves. Any mercy to the enemy, that is cruelty to the people!

The five battalions of the guards of the wing hall divided into two ways and rushed towards the officers and soldiers of the north hall on the periphery of the East Palace, while the garrison brigade was like a powerful tornado, roaring into the blazing East Palace. No one shouted anything, shouting was completely superfluous to them, and the single qiē sound they could make, except for the solid footsteps, was the muzzle of a gun that spewed countless lines of anger.

Many years later, a veteran who participated in the counterinsurgency was lying on a beach chair on the coast of the East China Sea in the summer, his gray hair gently stirred by the warm sea breeze. A young man snuggled up to his knees, looking up at his grandfather expectantly with his immature little face. He was waiting for his grandfather to answer a question he didn't understand.

Generalissimo Lin Haifeng, who everyone said that he was the great savior of the people of the Celestial Empire, had been lying in the cemetery of the Purple Mountain forever, and finally in the company of countless heroic spirits of the Celestial Empire, he could rest peacefully, but just a year later, some people actually jumped out publicly to criticize the Federation of the Celestial Empire, insulting Generalissimo Lin Haifeng that he was actually the number one executioner in the world, and with the instigation and support of foreign hostile forces, he conspired to organize the splitting and subversive activities of the federal government of the Celestial Empire. The coup d'état was stifled, and what was about to begin was a public sentence on the rebels. The little great-grandson didn't understand that the grandparents put down the rebellion was not like this, they wanted to kill people, could it be that the exploits that the grandparents were often proud of were also wrong?

Grandpa was obviously a little uncomfortable. Times are different, and he feels that this issue seems to be difficult to explain to his grandson more clearly. He just smiled and caressed his grandson's head lovingly, "Child, when you grow up, wait for you to put on a military uniform, wait for you to get used to singing military songs, wait for you...... You know? When my grandfather was educating those damned traitors at gunpoint, my grandfather was actually singing the song that His Royal Highnesses King An and King Ning taught me. ”

"Is it a military song?" The little great-grandson laughed, "I'll sing it now." Forward, forward, forward, our team is facing the sun, stepping on the land of the motherland, carrying the expectations of the nation, we are an invincible force......"

Grandpa smiled, his gray beard curling.

"Grandpa and your grandfather, grandmother, father, and mother all sang about her all the way, and the whole world was afraid. If you keep singing, there will never be an enemy in this land who dares to turn over again! Alas......" Grandpa looked at the vast sea in front of him, sighed softly, and the corners of his eyes were even a little moist.

He shook the sleeves of his golden robe and began to talk to himself, "There is never any reason to treat enemies, and they will never be charitable to us, this is what His Royal Highness King An used to say back then." Without the powerful red army of the Celestial Empire, without that time and the subsequent bloodshed, where would there be today's peace! ”

Grandpa said, always facing the vast sea, "Over there, there is a despicable race, born a sick man, but he wants to be arrogant, and he wanted to annex Ryukyu back then. It's a pity that in the end, they don't even have their own country. They are now clamoring for the restoration of the country, as if many bastards who have grown up in honey pots are actually talking about benevolence to them. Son, do you say it's okay not to kill them? ”

"When I grow up, I will kill those bastards for my grandfather, and whoever dares to shout for the restoration of the country will kill them!"

"Good grandson!" Grandpa put his arms around the little great-grandson and wanted to pick him up, but he was old, so he didn't hug him, "Alas, grandpa is really old, and I will count on my baby great-grandson in the future." Do what your grandfather did, talk to them with the muzzle of your gun, and don't forget the past! However, scolding cannot be learned, and we Chinese never scold people. ”

The old soldier was right, in front of him and all the officers and men of the garrison brigade who rushed into Dongwangfu, there was absolutely no room for bargaining, and in the minds of the officers and men of the garrison brigade, they did not know and would never accept any surrender. They have only one thought, kill, and must not leave a person who has wavered in the Celestial Empire.

Liu Naixin miscalculated, he didn't go to report to his Royal Highness the Northern King, and he didn't even see the so-called Dongyi he wanted to kill with his own eyes. However, he seemed to hear Yang Xiuqing's roar, "Kill it, for the sake of the Celestial Dynasty and all generations, kill me without leaving any land!" ”

Liu Naixin fell in a pool of blood, he definitely didn't know whose gun he fell into. The gunshots on the opposite side were like fried beans, bursting non-stop, and like a sudden wind, and a large piece of land fell when it blew down. However, before he fell, he had fully understood that he and his northern king had already fallen into a huge trap. The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch is behind, but who is the real yellow finch?

The remnants of the officers and soldiers of the North Hall have nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, resist, they will immediately be shot into a sieve, kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, and what awaits them is a bright and sharp bayonet......

The Celestial Empire needs Red Terror! This belief was still influencing himself until Lin Haifeng left this world.

1 August was Lin Haifeng's 83rd birthday, and it was also a great day to mark the 60 th anniversary of the founding of the Workers' and Peasants' Red Army of the Celestial Dynasty and the 50 th anniversary of the founding of the Air Force of the Workers' and Peasants' Red Army of the Celestial Dynasty. As a representative of retired veterans, after participating in the grand military parade, in his ordinary house, he once again accepted the congratulations of former state and army leaders such as Chen Yucheng, Wang Haiyang, Chen Tingxiang, and Li Fuyou, or old comrades-in-arms.

Lin Haifeng, who has never been old, is indeed old now, although after retirement, he rarely asks about political affairs anymore, and he doesn't even bother to attend some symbolic meetings, but after years of forgetting to sleep and food, he has already lost his body.

He tightly held the hand of Zheng Nan, an old buddy who was also an old man, and that tightness was actually just a psychological feeling for both parties. Then he looked at the excellent commanders in front of him who were so heroic back then, and sighed with a little regret, "They all say that I kill people like hemp, especially Tianjing back then, cough ...... Cough...... Is it much? Actually, that's not enough...... If I were to be more ruthless, if I ......"

"Comrade Captain, you are not wrong, under certain conditions, cruelty means true kindness! It is precisely because of this that now we can guarantee that our great Celestial Empire will not change color for a hundred years. I really wish that history would repeat itself, in that case...... "Zheng Nan, this great scientist who is recognized as the king of mercy by the whole heavenly court, is unparalleled in the world, and when he can no longer handle the knife, he thinks of the knife. Is 100 years enough? Obviously not enough!

This is the last conversation in the lives of the two old comrades-in-arms, what is "like that"? His Royal Highness King An, who leaned on the back of the sofa and gently rested one hand on his heart, would never be heard. He sat in the middle of his old comrades-in-arms and old subordinates, and went quietly. This great warrior, who had been cursed by his enemies all his life, walked peacefully.

However, there is one thing, even in the Yama Palace, he is still King An. Just like until the end, he didn't care about saying a word to his beloved wife and children who were full of grief and expectation until the end, he still had to struggle.

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