"Kill!"

Zhongshan Tianbao City is in the east of Tianjing City, the top of the west peak of the Purple Mountain, built in the silence of the cliff, can overlook the whole city, and the fort city fort under the West Peak Mountain echoes up and down, two military fortresses, as the strategic point of the Taiping Army, control the northeast direction Yaohua Gate, fork roads, etc., as well as the southeast direction Qilin Gate, Shangfang Gate and other invading enemies.

At this time, the west peak of the Purple Mountain, the sound of killing shook the sky, and the Pingyuan army launched a fierce attack on the Tianbao bunker.

The "attack order" issued by the regent himself, the infantry squads of the Pingyuan Army crawled up all over the mountains, the artillery roared, and thick smoke billowed everywhere.

The stubborn red turbans seem to be crazy, after the stone trenches, stretch out countless rows of guns, the gunfire is deafening, maybe people can't care about anything when they reach a desperate situation, stretching out their heads is also a knife and shrinking their heads is also a knife, can fight for a life is enough, fight two to earn one, two small castles, the Pingyuan army all over the mountains is almost an inch of advance, of course, because the two fortresses are in danger of being moated; It is true that officers at all levels of the Pingyuan Army have gradually learned to advance without relying on crowd tactics under superior firepower, and have learned to cherish the lives of soldiers; But the stubborn resistance of the Taiping army was evident.

There was a team of red turbans at the east gate, intending to support the friendly forces in the bunker, but they were hit by the artillery fire of the Pingyuan army, and the commander saw that it was not a momentum, as if the artillery of the Pingyuan army had already adjusted the angle and waited for them, so he hurriedly ordered the troops to retreat, and the red turbans left hundreds of corpses and retreated into the city.

At this time, Ye Zhao and Su Hongniang were on the Xiaohong Mountain in Sifang City, using a clairvoyant mirror to look at the battle situation in the West Peak.

In the area of Xiaohong Mountain, the mountains and rivers are vast, the forests and seas are vast, and the environment is quiet, Ye Zhao remembers that when he was a child, he saw a set of comic books, which told the story of Jiang Zhongzheng's seclusion in Zhongshan before the founding of the People's Republic of China, and this Xiaohongshan was his seclusion.

At that time, the first lady of Zhongzheng took a fancy to the tranquility of this small red mountain, so she built a gorgeous three-story heavy eaves mountain-style palace here, officially named "the official residence of the chairman of the national political axe", and the folk called it "Meiling Palace".

looked at the matchmaker wearing a delicate deep red army officer uniform and shiny riding boots on her side, who was very beautiful and difficult to describe, Ye Zhaoxin said that if you don't build a palace for the matchmaker in this little red mountain? However, thousands of years later, this palace can not become any cultural relics and monuments, and anyone can drill in to see it, which is too boring.

The matchmaker didn't know Ye Zhao's strange thoughts, so she slowly put down the clairvoyant mirror in her hand and said, "The walled city is broken." ”

The gunfire gradually thinned out, and after a while, a group of people hurriedly walked up from the bottom of the mountain, and the first one was Harich, the chief officer of the second town guard of the Pingyuan Army.

On both sides of the mountain road, hundreds of guards lined up in two rows of the mountain road, from far to near, rows of rifle bayonets shining, and the nearest dozen guards from the prince and the Fujin observation tower carried waist knives, for the guards of the Southern Dynasty Regent Palace, with waist knives became a kind of glory, and only dozens of first-class guards had this honor.

"Master, the slave has lost the face of the master!" Harwich knelt down on one knee, the faces of the generals behind him were ashamed, and then knelt down, this time it was really visible, with the absolute superiority of the troops and the cover of artillery fire, attacking two small villages, but it took most of the day, the battle was really depressed, but I don't know what the chief officer thought, the regent watched the battle, but slowly ordered the infantry to form a squad to infiltrate a little bit, if he had changed himself, he would have ordered a strong attack long ago, and in less than an hour, he would have taken down this small hill.

Ye Zhao looked at Harwich but smiled, took the paper from the hand of the officer who was kneeling and presented the battle report, glanced at it twice, and said with a smile: "Old Ha, you are getting better and better in this battle." ”

Those staff officers and military attachés blushed even more, they only felt that they were being slapped wide, and they felt so uncomfortable in their hearts, what was more unbearable than being ridiculed by the prince? It's even a lifelong shame.

Who knows that listening to the prince's laughter is very comfortable, and there is no sarcasm, "The casualties are very light and the enemy is cleared, which is very satisfying." Ye Zhao smiled and patted Harwich on the shoulder again.

Harwich said respectfully: "The slave thinks so, this small hill, a few hours earlier and a few hours later, it has no effect on the prince's general attack, it is to try not to hurt people's lives, but if the prince orders, it will fall within an hour, and the slave will not be dishonored." ”

Ye Zhao nodded slightly, to be honest, even if he cultivates a veteran soldier in the Western world in the future, he will have to rely on the technological advantage and excellent tactical literacy that is more than one step ahead of the other party, which is an honor, and it does not mean that he is not brave because he is greedy for life and afraid of death.

Seeing that the prince was very kind to the general army, he even went to the observation deck hand in hand with the chief military officer, staff officers, you look at me, I look at you, look at each other, this prince's vein, it is really accurate to feel Ha Shuai.

Turning around and looking at Nanjing City, Ye Zhao took out the cigarette pack again, smoking in this life but there is no girlfriend nagging beside him, even if the imposing matchmaker is like a rainbow, she is also caring and docile to her husband, and it is fast to think about it.

"Master, the minions will mobilize artillery to go to Tianbao City?" Harwich asked respectfully.

The Tianbao City is located, and the whole city of Nanjing is in full view, and the artillery is mobilized to go up the mountain, which can inflict a devastating blow on the city.

Ye Zhao waved his hand, and Harwich bowed down and said, "Yes, the master is merciful!" ”

Since Guangzhou, he has followed Ye Zhao, and Harwich now knows more and more that he is not following the wrong person, the prince is full of martial arts, and his vision is far-reaching, far from ordinary people can speculate, what six kings, little brother, the light of fireflies, in this chaotic era when the west is advancing eastward and the bandits are swarming, it is thanks to the prince's sea god needle that he can suppress the monstrous changes in the four seas and avoid a catastrophe of the displacement of heaven and earth.

And the prince often has a heart of forgiveness, and he has seen it himself, most of the saints of the past and present are just paper and ink, and the beautification of later generations, like the prince, there is no one.

As one of the prince's most trusted generals, Harwich feels this more deeply than anyone else, and even he himself often reflects, is human life really so precious? Are beggars and officials two completely equal individuals for the state?

And words such as country and individual are often inadvertently popped up by the prince, and they gradually learn and gradually have their own understanding.

At first, he followed the prince for the sake of fame and wealth, but now, Harwich feels that his luck has beaten all the courtiers throughout the ages. It is the privilege of being whipped for such a holy lord.

Hearing that the prince did not want to let the artillery go to the Purple Mountain, Harwich understood the meaning of the prince, and his heart was even more emotional, only to feel that he had also begun to be compassionate and compassionate, and there were some saints, and then secretly spat on himself, what are you, break the city of Nanjing, but don't be able to hold it for a while, I heard that the pseudo-king Wang Niang beauties are pouring into the country, don't end up confused, and secretly rob the princess of her happiness. When the time comes, the prince will be angry, and the second-grade top on this head will not be very reliable.

Ye Zhao didn't know that Harwich felt that he had gotten rid of low-level fun for a while, and for a while he was thinking about how to get some oil and water after breaking the city. He smoked a cigarette, looked at Nanjing City, which seemed to be plated with a golden halo under the sunset, and sighed softly: "Matchmaker, Zhou Lichun has no news yet, right?" ”

"Hmm." The matchmaker nodded.

"There's no news from anyone else in the city, right?"

The matchmaker nodded again.

There are people from the Internal Affairs Bureau and the Flying Tiger Camp in Nanjing, but they are not of much weight, and the number of people is small, so they really can't help much.

Now Ye Zhao only hopes that the "Zhang Jigeng" in the city can spread some news.

To say that this Zhang Jigeng, should be the most famous spy in the Qing Dynasty, his father is a county commander, and he is a staff member of the Hunan political envoy, and later fell into the hands of the Taiping Army, so he joined the army under a pseudonym, and later mixed into the Beidian Public Opinion Office, sneaked into the water camp to worship the alliance and form a righteousness, instigated the Taiping Army to rebel, and the opportunity was revealed, but he was not found out, and then he lurked into Nanjing City, under the pseudonym Yeats, and became the staff of the brigade commander in front of the palace. Agreed with him to attack the city seven times, seven times to miss the appointment, the spies in the city were panicked, Zhang Jigeng sneaked out of Nanjing overnight, went to the Jiangnan camp to cry and ask for the division, the generals were shaken, Zhang Guoliang, the assistant of the Jiangnan camp, left him with the army, but he refused, and returned to Nanjing City.

Who knew that this eighth time, the Jiangnan camp had an appointment again, and "the army returned to rain and snow without success", so far Zhang Jigeng finally failed and was hunted and killed by the Taiping army. But he was the most famous spy in China in the 19th century.

Ye Zhao felt that Zhang Jigeng should not be a reading phenomenon, how strong the military horses of the Southern Dynasty are now, those scholars in the city who are either for wealth or forced to defect to the Taiping Army, I am afraid that there are not a few people who want to turn their guns at this time, but the city defense is very strict, and the news is not easy to release.

In fact, with the artillery power of the Pingyuan Army, it is not a problem to break through Nanjing. Don't say that the Pingyuan Army, Li Hongzhang relied on the huge amount of money in Shanghai to equip the Western artillery team, destroying the city and destroying the wall with great power, after conquering Suzhou, because Tianjing could not be attacked for a long time, the Qing court ordered it to attack Jinling, but Zeng Wenzheng and Zeng Guoquan were so worried that they were afraid of being robbed. Fortunately, Li Hongzhang wanted the beauty of sincerity and benevolence, and said that the summer was not conducive to firearms, so as to delay time. And the Qing court kept urging Li Hongzhang to march into the army, and his words were fierce. Zeng Guoquan also continued to inspire the generals, and the generals swore that they would rather dig tunnels with a spade than rely on other people's Western cannons, which was extremely tragic in the battle of Nanjing, and it was a hell on earth after the city was broken.

Now Ye Zhao also chose to break the city in the middle of summer, but the sharpness of the artillery was really difficult for the Hunan army and the Huai army to match.

But it is easy to break the city, how to make the ancient capital of the six dynasties avoid a catastrophe is even more difficult, not to mention that there are hundreds of thousands of bandits in the city, all of them are red-eyed and desperate, but I don't know how many blood of the soldiers of the Pingyuan Army will be spilled in this ancient city.

After breaking Nanjing, how should the northern country, which has gradually been able to produce firearms and has been fully plump, deal with it?

Looking at Nanjing City, Ye Zhao smoked a cigarette and pondered.

(To be continued)