?Xiang Rong¡¯s dream has come to an end. Of course, he could not imagine what kind of situation his reinforcements would encounter, nor could he imagine that he himself had long been the target of a key attack. He dressed up and walked out of the big tent, one foot on the stirrup, and the other foot had just left the ground. First there was an inexplicable explosion, and the screams were mixed with someone's hissing, "The long hair is coming!" His legs weakened and he fell to the ground.
Li Shixian and Chen Tingxiang took the lead in rushing through the Qing troops assembled in front of the camp gate, and led the hundred and ten cavalry of the secret service company into the camp gate like a whirlwind. The large group of people behind them formed a fan and began to clear out the demons outside the gate.
Facing hundreds of black muzzles, all resistance is useless. When a row of submachine guns sprayed out tongues of flame, and dozens of guards from the Biao camp who still wanted to resist fell to the ground in the blink of an eye, the Qing soldiers in the camp were so heartbroken that they completely lost their will to resist. They either scattered and fled. Or throw away the sword and spear and fall to the ground, raise your hands and beg for mercy.
Unfortunately, nothing is of use! Their answer was still more ferocious slashing, but the gun was replaced by a knife. What they encountered was a group of hungry tigers that were already red-eyed. Li Shixian and the special agent company did not accept any begging.
"You are Xiang Rong, right?" Chen Yucheng, who rushed up on Pegasus, strangled his mount and pointed with the saber dripping with blood at the "imperial envoy" standing there alone with an unlucky look on his face, with a smile on his lips.
Although hundreds of his guards have fallen, unlike his hands, Xiang Rong still holds a waist knife in his hand. It's just that the topband was dropped just now, revealing the scanty hair on the top of her head and the tiny braid. With the moonlight already in the sky and the lights in the camp, he finally saw clearly the opponent he had always wanted to know. At this moment, more sadness filled his heart, because what he finally saw clearly was that the people he called "long-haired" didn't have long hair at all. Each has a shining red star above its head. This is their "Red Army"!
He straightened his waist, which was still aching, and looked at the handsome young man in front of him, alas! How could a seemingly gentle and elegant child be willing to join a bandit? "Yes, I am the imperial envoy and Governor of Liangjiang, Xiang Rong, who is responsible for suppressing you rebellious imperial ministers. Who are you?" He held the knife and slowly approached Chen Yucheng step by step, trying his best to suppress his psychological panic. We can¡¯t embarrass the emperor! He reminded himself secretly.
"I am Chen Yucheng, commander of the training brigade of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom Workers' and Peasants' Red Army who specializes in killing you demons!" Before he could finish his words, Chen Yucheng raised his horse and danced with a sharp green saber in his hand. Before Xiang Rong could even lift the knife, his skull was split open, and the braid was rolled away a long way
"Set fire to the camp, blow the charge horn, and charge towards the place where the clear monsters are the most numerous!"
With Chen Yucheng¡¯s order, the camp was ignited with raging fire, and the loud and shrill charge horns sounded by more than a dozen bugles, overwhelming the sound of gunfire and fighting, soared into the sky.
Yang Xiuqing heard the passionate trumpet sound on the Chaoyang Gate Tower and saw the fire in the center of the Qingyao Company Camp, and his heart finally fell to the ground.
"Xiang Rong, that bitch demon is dead! Your Majesty." Fu Shanxiang shouted happily.
"Yes, he's dead." Yang Xiuqing left the crenel and sighed softly, "It's so fast!"
Fu Shanxiang looked at Dong Wang strangely, then followed behind and asked softly, "Prince, what are you thinking about?"
Yang Xiuqing glanced at her and walked slowly along the horse path on top of the city, "I was thinking, this Red Army is very powerful."
Fu Shanxiang understood Dong Wang¡¯s thoughts, ¡°Isn¡¯t it better to be powerful? Their guns won¡¯t be pointed at their own people anyway.¡±
Yang Xiuqing laughed and said, "You girl!" He shook his head and rethought what Hou Qianfang described to him about what Lin Haifeng said on the rooftop, "The truth is always on the side of the strong."
"A person who can win people's hearts is a strong person. Don't you feel that you are stronger than before?" Fu Shanxiang smiled softly.
"Powerful?" Yang Xiuqing glanced at her, "If you do this, do you still need the etiquette of the heavenly dynasty? Do you still need the dignity of the king?"
"Prince, actually I had an opinion before Prince An and the others came." Fu Shanxiang lowered his head and fiddled with his fingers, "When the Celestial Dynasty was established, it claimed to break all the old rules of Qing Yao, but what was really broken? But what was it? It's just the title of the official position, nothing else has changed. Look at the pomp and power of the officials in Tianjing City. A single command is more generous than the Governor of Liangjiang, Lu Jianying, whom I have seen in the past. The Celestial Empire is saying that everyone is equal. At the same time, he did the opposite. He not only inherited the etiquette of Qing Yao, but also went beyond it. Changing dynasties must bring some practical benefits to the people, so that the people will support the Celestial Dynasty. What King An did was good, he He did not ask the Red Army to kneel to him, but the soldiers of the Red Army?But he worshiped him like a god, which was love from the bottom of his heart. Dian, there is something I shouldn¡¯t say. I guess both Dian and King Tian are afraid of An Wang and the others, because you may not be able to command the Red Army. "
"Nonsense!" Yang Xiuqing glared at her, "I don't know what the King of Heaven thinks, but I am not afraid!"
Fu Shanxiang smiled, "Whether you admit it or not. I can design two paths for you." She ran forward briskly and said in a low voice, "First, kill the donkey. The best time is when the Eastern Expedition is successful. Timing. The second is to continue doing it as before and win more people's support. However, this second method is very difficult and tiring, and sometimes it is very embarrassing."
Yang Xiuqing stopped, with no expression on his face, "What do you want me to do?"
Fu Shanxiang sighed, "Do you believe it, sooner or later there will be a big chaos in Tianjing?"
"Oh?" Yang Xiuqing deliberately pretended not to understand, and smiled, "You have Prince An in Tianjing who you really love, how can there be chaos?"
"Shanxiang will always be loyal to the palace first!" Fu Shanxiang stared at him, "Dian, what King An wants to implement cannot be realized in Tianjing, he will definitely do it outside. If the palace doesn't want to fight with them, then just do it If you can change it slowly, I dare to say that Dian Dian will definitely be the number one hero of the Celestial Dynasty."
"Not necessarily, they should be the first heroes." Yang Xiuqing put her hands behind her back and walked slowly again.
"Since ancient times, those who conspire to usurp power will not end well. King An and the others are not stupid, they must understand this truth." Fu Shanxiang continued, "Shanxiang always wants to see everyone sincerely shouting that the palace is nine thousand years old!"
"Yes, it's always better to be sincere than to show off." Yang Xiuqing muttered, and walked away from the city. Before getting on his horse, he turned to look at Fu Shanxiang, "Brother Haifeng actually borrowed Huang Yukun's sedan today. You Don¡¯t you think it¡¯s strange?¡±