Chapter Seventy-Two: The People

"Boom", the huge city wall in the south of Jinling was filled with smoke and collapsed suddenly, but it was blown up by the tunnel explosives secretly dug by the Pingyuan Army Engineer Team.

Immediately, in the tsunami-like shouting and killing sound of the mountain, dense gray uniformed soldiers poured up, bayonets were like a forest, and the momentum was like a rainbow, and the fifth town of the Pingyuan Army launched an unusually ferocious attack on Nancheng.

The sea of red-headed people and gray military uniforms is distinct, and there are fierce battles everywhere, from a high altitude, the red sea of the countless red-headed people composed of bewitchment makes people inexplicably feel a sense of fear, and gradually retreats by the impact of a ** gray shock wave, the terrifying red tide shrinks into the city, and the gray mercury seeps into the city little by little, and gradually, the red-headed city walls, corner towers, and residential roofs turn gray little by little, and the red tide gradually recedes into the city.

The battle is still fresh in the memoirs of the British speculator who served in the Taiping Army, after returning home.

"In a pouring rain, the Chinese political axe army and the rebel army launched the most brutal fight of the firearms age, I was stunned, yes, frightened, there was only one thought, oh God, terrible Chinese."

"I have no doubt that the Chinese army is the bravest army in the world, full of the power of wild beasts, even the resistance army composed of old people and children will not hesitate to stab their weapons into the enemy's body."

"The Chinese political axe army is more civilized and well-trained, and they will shout disarm or kill, which is a Chinese slogan that represents forgiveness. When the opposing side disarmed, the political axe army often stopped shooting them, which is fundamentally different from the squadron I have seen before. ”

The following record is apparently an account of his feelings after he was captured.

"I am now more certain that the Chinese Axe Army is markedly different from any army I have seen before, they are brave and good at fighting, they are vigorous, they are full of energy, and they have a strong sense of self-confidence and pride, which I have only seen in the British Imperial Navy."

"They were generally very friendly to prisoners of war, and did not have that instinctive hostility towards foreigners, but they liked to boast about how they had thwarted the British and French invaders in southern China a few years earlier."

"I finally learned that they were more fierce and cruel than lions in their anger, and I saw with my own eyes that a tough prisoner of war was stabbed in the chest with a bayonet without hesitation by several axe soldiers for yelling at the regent. The Regent is the spiritual leader and commander of this political axe army, and according to my observation, the meaning and presence of the regent to this army is far greater than that of the Chinese emperor in the south. It is a sentiment of blind worship that pervades the officers and soldiers of this army, and perhaps, it is also the impetus for this army to move forward. ”

Ye Zhao naturally didn't know about this article that Odda wrote immediately after returning to China, and even, he didn't see Tarda at all, there were too many prisoners of war, and there were also some Western prisoners of war who participated in the Taiping Army, how could Ye Zhao go to see them? Treating all prisoners of war equally was the consistent policy of the Southern Dynasties in dealing with prisoners of war.

At this time, Ye Zhao rode horses in the city of Nanjing, guns and cannons roared everywhere, and the three infantry battalions of the second town had approached the Tianwang Palace, and one by one the battle reports came quickly.

In the shops on both sides of the long street, the soldiers of the Pingyuan Army entered door to door to clear the enemy, and the people were scared to death at first, but gradually, they found that these soldiers really did not hurt them, although the attitude was not polite, and even met a beautiful woman and teased a few words, but they would never beat and scold, let alone loot property, so some bold people secretly poked their heads out and watched the excitement curiously.

The horse's hooves sounded softly, walking on the streets of the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, Ye Zhao's heart inexplicably welled up with a sense of pilgrimage, Nanjing, how many Han regimes have been witnessed? Many times, Ye Zhao feels that Nanjing is the real Han capital, although Nanjing has a lack of dragon and tiger spirit, it is difficult to establish a unified dynasty, but that kind of warbler song and swallow dance, drunk gold fan, to a certain extent, represents the civilization of the Han people, in fact, there is a lazy small citizen life, which shows that this is a civilized society, but many times, the Han life is not at the right time, the era of cold weapons, the splendid civilization can never resist the iron hooves of the barbarians.

A team of horsemen hurried over from afar, interrupting Ye Zhao's thoughts.

Seeing the prince covering the guard of honor, he was subjected to countless guards, and the cavalry dismounted one after another, and the first one was a female officer, with a gray military uniform, leggings and cloth shoes, and a dark face, but also heroic.

"Mark the sixth town women's barracks to take Zhou Xiuying to see the prince!" The female officer knelt down on one knee and said goodbye.

Bigsword Show Girl? Ye Zhao was stunned, he really admired the name for a long time, but he had never seen it, and said with a smile: "Get up, hurry, where is this going?" ”

Zhou Xiuying said respectfully: "Back to the prince's words, I heard the message from someone, found my stepmother, and marked the lord's order, so let's go over and take a look." ”

"Oh? Is there any news of your father? "Ye Zhao is slightly keeping, Zhou Lichun, Liu Lichuan and others give Ye Zhao a much stronger impression than Hong Xiuquan and others.

A trace of gloom flashed on Zhou Xiuying's face, and said, "Lord Xie cares, and I haven't found my father yet." ”

Ye Zhao nodded slightly and said, "Don't worry, General Zhou will be safe and sound." ”

Zhou Xiuying was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said: "Don't dare, the prince has killed the standard and his father!" The king's auspicious words will definitely be able to protect his father! ”

As he was talking, on the stone lion steps next to him, the wooden door was open, and several soldiers of the Pingyuan Army saw that the prince's guard of honor was outside, and they immediately stood as straight as nails with their heads held high, and walked over to ask the prince to say goodbye to them.

Zhou Xiuying pointed to the small courtyard and said, "Lord Wang, it's raining heavily outside!" This is the house of the guilty father, please take shelter from the rain. ”

In fact, now the light rain is sparse and the sky is getting brighter, not like the large black clouds rolling just now, and the people who are pressed seem to be unable to breathe.

Ye Zhao shook his horsewhip and said, "No need, you can go quickly." ”

"Wow!" Zhou Xiuying took a few steps back, turned around and entered the small courtyard.

Ye Zhao looked at this long street, full of ancient charm, stone road, not far from the arched magpie bridge in the world, green willows, it is the elegant pavilion, the weeping willows on the embankment, the begonias in the water, and the wind and moon in the south of the Yangtze River.

"Report! Report to the king! The puppet king Yang Xiuqing was captured! "A schoolmaster rode his horse and galloped forward, and when he got close, he rolled off his horse.

Ye Zhao's spirit is a lift, the king of the east, but he really can't imagine that he can meet the most controversial figure in history. The camps arguing for him are distinct.

"Lord Wang! My mother must come to kowtow to you! Zhou Xiuying came out of the small courtyard and was a little embarrassed.

Ye Zhao was in his heart, he determined the identity of his stepmother so quickly, and accepted it calmly, which future generations would not dare to imagine.

Seeing that the prince nodded slightly, Zhou Xiuying was relieved, at this time, in the side door, Xiao Ma had already walked out with Ma in his arms, when Pingyuan Jun had just entered the house, it really scared the sisters, Ma had the courage to say Zhou Xiuying's name, and soon those soldiers retreated to the courtyard. Just when Xiao Ma and Ma were muttering quietly, and they were worried that these soldiers would not go to tell them, and whether Brother Zhou's daughter would recognize her as a stepmother, Zhou Xiuying arrived.

And this swarthy girl is very refreshing, more than a year ago in the letter already knew her father's succession, asked for his name, asked his father about a few private features, and saw his father's handwriting, immediately confirmed Ma's identity, asked where his father was, but Ma did not know. And when he heard that the regent was outside the door of the house, Ma even said that he would come and kowtow to the prince.

When Ye Zhao saw a big-bellied woman coming out, he glanced at a female guard beside him, turned over and dismounted, and the female guard took two steps and held Ma Shi so that she would not bow down.

"Sinners see the prince!" The big and small Ma knelt down in unison, Ma was supported by the guards, but Xiao Ma knelt down and kowtowed.

Zhou Xiuying whispered the identities of the two beside her, Ye Zhao nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "You guys, you can't be called a sinner, you will have a good life in the future, and ah, General Zhou, I have been friends for a long time, and there are many old people in our army, so I will borrow more in the future." ”

At this point, the Ma family finally let go of his thoughts, the officials and soldiers of the Southern Dynasty, as rumored, did not kill the people, did not disturb women and children, the regent, was so kind, although he did not dare to look at him, but the voice was in his ears, which made people feel like a spring breeze, and he was very comfortable listening to it.

Xiao Ma didn't know why his eyes turned red, knelt down, kowtowed a few times on the stone slab, and said word by word: "The sinner woman thanked the prince for more than 30 relatives who were martyred, and the prince also showed his hatred, and from now on under the nine springs, he will also be at peace!" The whole family of sinners will also repay the king's great kindness in the next life! Blood oozed from his forehead, and he didn't realize it.

Ye Zhao sighed softly in his heart and said softly: "Okay, it's still the same sentence, if you have a good life in the future, you will never suffer so much again." ”

"With the protection of the king, the sinner will wait for the king's grace forever!" Xiao Ma kowtowed hard again, and Ma also felt uncomfortable, wiping his tears, and had to kneel.

And at this time, the people who were probing their brains also slowly walked out, kneeling far away, and did not speak, just kowtowed.

"Lord Wangming!" A scribe in the distance kowtowed and shouted loudly.

"Lord Wangming!"

"Lord Wangming!"

The prince's voice immediately rose and fell, and the people kowtowed, loudly expressing their emotions at the moment, some of them were as deep as the sea with the long-haired hatred, and some of them were grateful to the prince for entering the city without committing any crime in the autumn, as the prince said on the snowflake leaflet, the people of Nanjing, all the children of the regent, are blessed by the regent.

Regent blessed? These people were now immersed in a wonderful emotion, and this legendary invincible god of war was henceforth the king who protected them, and protected them from war and disaster. The legend of commanding hundreds of thousands of armored soldiers, who are so strong that they are almost invincible, really stands beside them at this moment, making them feel that they are protected for the first time.

This feeling is indescribable, indescribable, I just want to kowtow hard to vent and be grateful.

(To be continued)