Although the Taiping Green Flag, which represents the change of hands, has been planted in Qiantang City, Hangzhou, which has been broken into the city gate; in the outer new city, sporadic fierce battles continue in Jizanfang District.

"That's interesting..."

Wang Yanzhang, leaning against a wall, touched the blood flowing from his head and muttered to himself.

The defenders who were so loose on the city were shown in the opposite courage, fighting spirit and toughness after retreating and fleeing, and some good players who were good at using swords were mixed in.

Therefore, Wang Yanzhang was in a hurry and couldn't help but fall into the opponent's siege. He could only retreat and reorganize and relieve his breath, and he was also caught several times on his body and head.

"Prince, let me rush for a while, I don't believe this..."

As one of the three brothers from the old rebel army, Zhang Guiba's third brother Zhang Guibian couldn't help but say. Then he was slapped on the forehead by Wang Yanzhang and stumbled:

"You stupid guy, how many times have we said about studying late? As long as you have a better choice, don't just take your life to your own life..."

"The Grand Governor's Office has enough food and drink, and it will be a good salary to support everyone. It is not that you can sacrifice your life casually... Use your brain and more thoughts, and don't just be stupid and cover your head and rush forward..."

Then, he shouted loudly to the back of him again

"Second Battalion Commander, take my Italian cannon..." Oh no, it's "Is the support of the team and the grenadier coming up? Burn me a damn..."

"Here's here..."

Amid the rapid response from far to near, the swaying soldiers living in weapons, holding bows and crossbows, and the jumping soldiers behind the temporary shelter also moved to give up a passage.

I saw that there were only light-fitting auxiliary soldiers with leather vests. The two of them carried a tubular object together, and kept running forward quickly, approaching the corner of the street with arrow feathers on the ground, and then put down the firearm in their hands to operate.

It was just a leather cannon that wrapped and rolled up the relatively thin iron chamber with thick leather, wrapped it with iron hoops, and temporarily hollowed out the tree sections and filled it with the iron chamber tightened; then stuffed it into a gunpowder bag and a projectile bag with leads.

Then he put it on the small car that followed, and slowly pushed out the street corner under the cover of a big chest-high player, roughly aimed at the stuffed door not far away and the wall where many baffles were erected to shoot arrows, and pulled down the firing line with force.

In an instant, as the car suddenly jumped, one after another, the gray smoke burst out, and many dense iron balls burst out from scratch. In a blink of an eye, the red lacquer gate and Yanbian wall were covered with holes and holes, and with a loud bang, half of them broke into the smoke and dust.

Suddenly, most of the stuffed furniture that was pouring out behind him, and there were figures that were slamming on the ground, screaming and running away. The big-name player led by Wang Yanzhang rushed to the front with all his might and rushed in along the remnant portal that was pushed open.

At this time, whether it was the shooting of bows and arrows from the left and right walls, or the martial artists who suddenly jumped down from behind the door disappeared. Because they were either scared and turned around and ran away, or they were lying in the pool of blood on the ground, groaning slowly and dying.

However, the grenade who was brought to Wang Yanzhang as a means of subsequent suppression was not useful for a while. However, he continued to shout without hesitation.

"Each team formed two types of combat groups, B and C, and continued to go deep into the assault to search the buildings. When encountering obstacles, they only siege and do not force them. Even if they throw bullets, they will be welcomed. They dare to resist the charge and kill without mercy."

After a while, Wang Yanzhang passed through several gargantuan courtyards and a messy building, and finally saw the last group of people who were fighting stubbornly on the rockery pavilion beside the pond in the back garden.

Just between the pavilions and the rugged rocks, more than a dozen good men wearing variegated armored armor and holding swords and sticks, cooperated with skillful and alternate cover to fight, and even the Taiping soldiers who repeatedly attacked were unable to defeat them. Some people were yelling:

"The three ethics of Zhushan are here, don't let the dog thief, there are a few more people who will die..."

"Iron Hand Meng Shangao, come quickly and kill your grandfather's subordinates..."

"I am the Xiling Ranger Tie Jiansheng, who dares to go against me..."

However, before he finished speaking, the grenadier had set the initial markings with Wang Yanzhang. He worked together to use a special catapult made by bamboo ox tendons to fly over several ignited bombs. Although someone waved his hand to pick up and call when he saw that the situation was not good, he then exploded a piece of dusty smoke among them.

When he snatched up again to catch the prisoners, he found that among the corpses that had been erect, there was still a tall old man with white hair and elegant style. He held his blood-colored body and was stunned and was about to break his fingers and stopped his face. He paused his head and said righteously and still cursed himself:

"A thief is cruel to good people and will win the title of family. You should be irreconcilable, and you must turn into a ghost behind you..."

Wang Yanzhang, who was impatient, shot his bow and arrow into his heart. He suddenly lost his voice and fell from the two-meter-high rockery, hitting the bulge at the bottom of the rockery, and suddenly dyed a large area of ​​pool water red.

Then Wang Yanzhang said dissatisfied with his left and right.

"What are you doing? Is this kind of stubborn person not dealing with it? Do you still keep it for the New Year?"

"Don't we want to catch a living person so that everyone can try it out... Then we know that there are a lot of thrusts in the follower, and they also said a lot of things that are not there."

Zhang Guibian, who led the team, scratched his head apologetically and said:

"Why do you need to listen to him?..."

Wang Yanzhang shook his head a little resentful.

"We are the Taiping Army for the welfare and life of the poor in the world. We are the rich and powerful families who only want to protect their personal wealth and power without even caring about the lives of others. We are originally an enemy that is irreconcilable; let his words make sense and use it even if they say it well..."

"Can those who have been starved to death and frozen to death and forced to death in the world come back to life... They dare to swear to turn into ghosts behind them? Shouldn't they be the ones who died in vain because of the insults? They have the spirit to tear them away first, and will they have grudges and revenge?"

On Phoenix Mountain in another place in the south of the city, under the escort of a loyal man who had been raising many years, Jiang Huan, the governor who had to escape here for a while, also looked at the city that was gradually calming down with a bleak expression. This also means that his years of business and ambitions were finally over.

The thick smoke that popped up in the yard where several wealthy houses gathered seemed so abrupt and annoying. He couldn't help but mutter to himself and said angrily:

"It's not all a group of clumsy people who are good at it. They were unwilling to sell their strength to block the thieves on the city wall. Now, what's the benefit of protecting their own houses when they are desperately guarding each other?

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"Master, the young man has found more than a dozen people's daily routines. Please change it and think you can avoid it for a while."

This was a personal follower who interrupted his thoughts:

"Then the young men tried their best to find another opportunity to make the Lord escape from this dangerous place, and come back with the goal..."

"You are really determined; if you get out of trouble this time, you will definitely treat your family well like my relatives."

Jiang Huan couldn't help but look at him. Although he still couldn't remember the other party's name, he still stroked his shoulders and said with a sigh.

At this moment, he gradually understood that the hope of making a comeback after escaping could only be placed on his old rival Dong Chang.

In the Qiantang Old City, where martial law was initially implemented, many scholars gathered in Guangyan Temple, where war was avoided.

As a disciple of Lu Guimeng, a famous scholar in Jiangdong and a scholar-in-law, Huang Tao, the most valued relative of Huang Pu, a great scholar in Fujian. In the face of many silent old friends, he sternly expressed his grievances:

"But today's people, both openly and secretly, can't compete with the general trend and the world pattern led by the Grand Commander... Don't you understand yet... or you still have to wait and see with hesitation..."

"Even if you and I are both the temporary reputation of the family, what if you and I are all living in the family? Even if you can teach a few children for a lifetime, how many useful disciples and disciples will be brought out?"

"But now, the Taiping Grand Governor's Office has run the lecture halls and schools in various states, which use a large amount of cheap and new style of printing books and a step-by-step group teaching method, and also determine the examination method; in the short term, it can be achieved quickly in half a year or several months, and the elderly can complete their studies for several years and be able to use it for many years."

"Every time we have a graduation period in Jiangling, hundreds or thousands of students are available... How can we compare our mere family learning methods with them, and how can our disciples compete with them?"

"If we continue to live for a long time, the Grand Governor's Office will really be short of officials, and there will be no shortage of choices for the lower classes to run for them; and naturally there is no need to give preferential treatment to the outside world to attract scholars, and students will use it for themselves... and there is no need to care about the reputation and reputation of Jiangdong Shilin."

"This is the biggest enemy and threat of those high-ranking clans who have been studying and educating their own classics for generations. Because they do not need the knowledge and expectations of their generation, they can also manage and govern in a systematic manner. Even those clerks who have been familiar with the village for generations are afraid that they will not be able to replace them."

"The current plan under the general trend is to take advantage of our knowledge or use it to take advantage of our own pocket. Otherwise, I can only take what I have learned, even if it is abandoned and buried in the country... are you willing to do it?"
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