The Tartars came here with such a mighty momentum, but they were looking for the prosperity of Nanjing? They still wanted to massacre and plunder?

The officials have already made the most of the oil and water. If Nanjing is lost, they can still run to other places. But where can the people go?

If the government army cannot count on it, the court will not count on it. Many people are secretly betting that Hongguang's monarch and ministers will definitely leave within three days.

"I dare to bet with you with the only few copper plates in my waist bag that when the Tartars arrive, the Toad Emperor will definitely run the fastest."

"There is no need to bet. In my opinion, this toad must have run away if the Tartars come."

The court that cannot give the people a sense of security and hope can still be expected?

Today, everyone's only hope is the army that is extremely brave and brave to die.

The world's most powerful soldier can fly to Yangzhou without hesitation, and he will definitely not sit idly by the people of Nanjing. Didn't the princess say that day, "If there is any need in the future, the army to die will be protected by fans."

During the Yangzhou War, the people of Ningcheng also put a lot of effort into rescuing Yangzhou. Even if they say that they will definitely come to save everyone.

But the army to die is the prince. Now the prince is still "incarnated" in Xingshan Temple. How can he issue an order to send the army to die to come to rescue?

"The crown prince is our crown prince, and his country's hatred and family hatred are all in one. Now the foreign enemy invades and invades our central place. The crown prince wants to raise his troops to attack him..." Yang Tinglin shouted loudly: "However, he is trapped here and must not be able to leave. He really does not want to meet the royal family with his sword and weapons..."

When I was instigating, the guards had already pushed everyone back, but today the soldiers were very strange. They just watched silently but couldn't come up to stop them...

Everyone has seen the children around the prince, but the people who are truly in the anti-traitor group of the Dead Army, and the absolute dead soldiers who can travel back and forth in the thousands of troops. Who dares to face the red armband on their shoulders?

It’s not that the prince cannot come out, he really doesn’t want to tear apart with King Fu. Before the foreign enemies are destroyed, he will start to fight internally. Wouldn’t the Manchu Tartars laugh out loud?

"In order to save the country and to support the mountains and rivers..." Yang Tinglin was talking about some righteous principles, and suddenly someone shouted: "Save the prince out and welcome the dead army into the city. King Fu refused to let the prince go, and the people of Ningcheng were let go..."

Wei Wuya, who was tilted on the seat, suddenly stood up and shouted in a sharp voice: "Welcome the Prince..."

There were countless strong men pushing forward in the crowd, and many ordinary people were involuntarily carrying people over, screaming and shouting loudly, and the situation was suddenly in chaos.

Under the push of those men, so many onlookers suddenly rushed up like a wall of people.

"The army to die has taken action," Yang Tinglin hurriedly shouted: "The Boy Scouts open the way, rush out, and go to the street!"

The few kids next to them were already ready to hold back, and they rushed over immediately as soon as they received the order. Just as the soldiers guarding in front were about to stop them, the dead dog took the lead in tearing a wide and unrestrained yellow military uniform, revealing the iron cucumber tied tightly on his body, and shouted wildly in a crisp childish voice: "If you are not afraid of death, come here, we are going to the dead army to fight the traitor group..."

"The anti-traitor group will be burned!"

"I've died together and all the anti-traitors!"

Apart from Chia Bing, there is really no one who is not afraid of death. The anti-traitor group is originally a synonym for blood and death. Now the bright red armband on Chia Bing's shoulders is swaying under his nose, and several dark objects on his belly are closely connected. When he blinks his eyes, he may not be sure to make a loud bang...

The soldier in front urinated almost immediately and quickly turned around: "Boss, something big happened, hurry up and call the patrol battalion..."

There is no shadow of the leader behind me, so I have already run out three feet away.

The soldier immediately recalled the leader's explanation just now, and his mind became lively and clever. He turned around and ran away without saying a word.

Those who become officials ran away first, leaving the soldiers behind and forced themselves to hold on to something. If there was a bang, no one would have more life than anyone else.

With such a hedge between inside and outside, the prince was caught between the school officials and was soon joined by Wei Wuya and others.

Yang Tinglin had seen several times of the world and immediately asked Wei Wuya: "Wei Xuanwei, what is the arrangement for Zhongcheng Bo?"

"The Tartars have crossed the river. No matter what, they must let the prince settle in Nanjing. Even if they see blood, they must drive King Fu down." Li Si's original words were to try not to see blood, and to control the chaos to a certain extent to make it easier to end. The old charlatan did not have as many concerns as Li Si. When it was necessary, he would not hesitate to meet him in blood.

At this critical moment, we must first establish the title of the prince to integrate the power of Jiangnan to fight against the fierce Qing army. If we continue to mess around like Hongguang's monarch and ministers, there will still be a mess of sand south of the Yangtze River, and it will be difficult to achieve great things.

Yang Tinglin and a group of academic officials have also experienced official careers. They may have flaws in small matters, but they are absolutely not confused in major matters. They are all very lit up in their hearts: It is time for the prince to rise, and after being an optional academic official for so many years, you must seize this opportunity. When the prince comes together, everyone is the chief minister... "

Wei Wuya was groping in his arms, took out a piece of broken paper and handed it to the prince: "This is the order of the loyal master's seven killings. The prince recited it loudly and kept reciting..."

"Since the creation of heaven and earth, China has established itself as the center of the land of China, with its power and virtues over all the wildernesses. Looking around the barbarians around us, all regard our magnificent rivers and mountains as fat omens, occupying the land of China and slaughtering the Han people..."

"The prince is coming out!" As people ran and shouted, more and more people gathered around and followed the crowd.

More scholars came out from all streets and alleys, as if they had been waiting for this moment, and immediately joined the crowd.

The loyal Bo's Seven Killing Order has long been famous all over the world, and which one of the seeds of reading is not familiar? With the sound of the prince's recitation, it is said together: "There was the disaster of the Five Barbarians turmoil in China, and the disaster of the Yuan Dynasty destroying the Song Dynasty before, and the compatriots and children were almost slaughtered. The country was in danger of being overhanged, and the people were in urgent need of crying blood..."

There were more and more people gathered, and the sound of the Qisha Order was also resounding through several streets, and it could be heard clearly across several streets.

Seeing this, the official officer on the street dared not come forward to stop him. He immediately hid far away: "Hurry up and call the patrol battalion, hurry up and have some trouble, something big is going to happen..."

"Is there any use to call the patrol battalion? So many people who can patrol battalion will be scared back, so hurry up and tell Lord Ma."

"Mr. Ma has gone out of the city to arrange defense..."

"No matter where you go, hurry up and report it. No one can take on such a big thing."

"Then go and find inspector Zhao quickly..."

"Where else to find it? It seemed that inspector Zhao ran out of the city with a few cars of things and his concubines for the first half of the day."

"Go to the palace quickly and let Longsui know that something big is happening here."

"Long live? Long live, even the court meeting is gone, where can we see us?"

"No matter whether you see it or not, hurry up and report it to the palace. If you don't want to report such a big thing, you and I will not be able to cut even if you have ten heads..."

"I'm too lazy to serve this bullshit court. I'm quitting, maybe Jiangnan will be the crown prince tomorrow. At this critical moment, whoever loves to go will not go."

The Qing soldiers crossed the river in a large number, and all the officials in the city could run away. Their duties had long been incomplete. At this time, a chaos suddenly broke out, and it was a problem to pass the situation from the top to the top and the orders from the bottom. What's more, the people in the city had long hated Hongguang's monarch and ministers. Even if they did not expect the prince to come out to clean up the half of the south of the Yangtze River, they still had the intention to watch the jokes of the Hongguang Dynasty's monarch and ministers.

Judging from this situation, God knows whether the prince will become the lord of Ningcheng tomorrow. It is better not to go to this muddy water. It is better for the common people to live a stable life.

Unlike these people who are determined to seek stability, Ningcheng Shilin has been looking forward to this day for a long time, and yesterday there was a rumor that something big happened to the prince today. But it really happened. The prince who has been trapped in Xingshan Temple suddenly came out, and it was a stir in such a big trend. It must be someone in the Shilin who played a role.

At this time, if you don’t come forward to support the prince, when will you wait? The seeds of reading that have always been eager to study immediately joined the crowd with passion.

The Seven Killing Order has been recited over and over again, and the sound is getting louder and louder. Most of Ningcheng can hear it: "If you are accomplices of the tiger, kill!"

"Those who are good at speaking irrelevantly will kill!"

"Those who slaughter my compatriots, kill them!"

...

The tide was completely stirred up, and some low-level officials at the lower level finally understood the situation. The prince stirred up the turmoil in the city. The noise was so big that those scholars could not do it alone. They were also chanting the Qikill Order of the Loyal Bo, which was equivalent to telling the world that the prince had the support of the army behind him.

Isn’t it just a army to die? The yellow military uniforms and red blood lines in the crowd. Is it a army to die or which one?

There were countless people in the tide. I saw more and more people gathering like rivers returning to the sea, condensing into an unstoppable huge wave, beating the ancient Ningcheng again and again.

The crowd shouting the slogan of the Seven Killing Order wandered to Tongji Gate. Someone turned around from Tongji Gate and came to Jubao Gate again. After completing the two large circles, there was still no strong obstacle.

The crowd that had been wandering for a long time finally stopped in the Han Palace. The prince shouted at the top of his lungs: "Jiannu steals my magical artifacts and slaves to my people. Now, in the place where Taizu rises, he will kill Jiannu and restore my rivers and mountains..."

"Long live!"

"Long live!"

I don’t know who yelled, so people immediately shouted.

The crowd was already full of excitement, and the cheers almost stirred up the entire Nanjing city.

A group of guards and school officials followed the prince for thousands of miles, all of whom were passionate and loyal people who were caring about their homeland. Today, I suddenly heard the people shouting like this, and I was filled with tears.

Yang Tinglin was surging and looked up at the sky: "Did the spirit of the First Emperor see the spirit of heaven? The people are so heartless, and there is great potential to recover the north. The last emperor's last wish is half..."
Chapter completed!