Yi Xin is such a smart person. He understood it as soon as he heard it. He nodded and said, "I know, Hakkas! When the Eight Banners entered the customs, the Hakkas in Fujian and Guangxi were stubbornly resisting, and the fight was very difficult!"
"I didn't expect that after two hundred years, these people are still so stubborn and unruly? I thought they had changed a bit. Since you don't have to drink wine as a penalty, don't blame me for being rude..."
"Fire artillery, attack by force... attack from both sides, these three hundred people still want to block my way?"
Boom boom boom... The cannons pulled out from Dongjiaomin Lane were set up next to the end gate and fired fiercely at the Wufeng Tower. At this time, no one cared that the towers and palaces were cultural relics that were hundreds of years old. Who cares about the change of dynasties? So many!
Boom boom boom... The city was filled with smoke. The range of artillery was much higher than that of heavy machine guns. Xie Ting and others were beaten one-sidedly.
The pavilion with its carved beams and painted columns was blown to pieces, the window lattice of red sandalwood and rosewood was blown to pieces, and the precious wood rained down like garbage.
The furnishings in the main hall were also blown up and down. Xie Ting and others hid in the corners of the crenels to avoid the direct fire of the artillery shells. However, many soldiers were still shot by broken shrapnel, causing heavy casualties on the top of the city.
Xie Ting put his head on the city bricks at the crenel, curled up to minimize the area of his body being hit, and was still shouting to boost morale.
"Folks... I thank you for not being able to take you home, haha... It looks like we have to stay here today!"
"We are not afraid of death... but we cannot leave a reputation of betrayal that will bring shame to our ancestors and make our family unable to hold our heads high... Mazu will not take us away even if she dies!"
"Your Majesty is kind to us... All the meals we have eaten in this life have been in the military camp. We have only lived like human beings in the past few years!"
"If you come from a poor ravine, it's worth it for us to die in the Forbidden City!"
"How can the soldiers who are personally inspected by the emperor surrender to the lowly rebels! Fight to the death... and use the last minute to turn the war around for Your Majesty... to hold them back!"
There were less than three hundred brothers around Xie Ting, and they shouted in unison, "The emperor's troops are parading... fight to the death... drag them to death... kill them!"
Artillery fire roared under the city head. The city walls on both sides of Wufeng Tower had been breached by the rebels at this moment. Donghua Gate and Xihua Gate had been breached one after another, especially Donghua Gate which was the first to be conquered.
Countless rebels from the east wall followed orders and began to outflank them, and the wide walk along the city wall suddenly became a battlefield.
Behind the sandbag walls were heavy machine gun positions and soldiers with bayonets fixed on Mauser. When he saw a large group of rebels coming towards him, he opened fire immediately.
Click, click, click... The bullets were jumping among the rebels, and they were swept away like wheat.
At this point in the war, both sides no longer cared about life and death. Under the urging of countless supervisory teams, the rebels risked their lives and rushed forward. This was to fill the road ahead with their lives.
Many rebels were brought in as victims of the disaster, but now they have become victims of consuming their opponents' bullets. To their left is Duanmen Square, and to their right is the Jinshui River and the Taihe Gate, which look like bows and arrows.
In the distance, you can overlook the towering Hall of Supreme Harmony. This is not the place where the mud-footed poles should come. These rebels who were brought here were forced to rush in despite the rain of bullets before they could take a few more looks. Come up.
"Kill...kill..." Their shouts of killing were distorted, and every step they took had to pay the price of corpses all over the ground.
The layers of corpses paved the way for Guizi Liu to ascend the throne. The nobles who were watching the battle at Duanmen were eagerly waiting for the moment of entering the palace with smiles on their lips.
"Shieldmen... push up... the artillery under the city should fire harder... these new troops are too ruthless, they kill too hard..."
Boom boom boom... amid the sound of artillery, these rebels attacking the city suddenly erected countless door panels, all of which were removed from the palace under the city wall. These huge door panels even required two people to move.
This huge shield can block Mauser bullets, but it cannot block heavy machine gun bullets, it can only weaken the lethality!
This is enough. With dozens of door panels supporting it, at least more ammunition can be consumed!
Tat-tat-tat...tat-tat-tat...A hail of bullets hit the door panel and shield like a torrential rain. Each hole was like a baby's fist. A batch of rebels holding shields died and another batch was replaced. It was so difficult little by little. Move forward.
To make matters worse, they fired back through the gap in the shield!
No matter how hard Xie Ting worked, his ammunition was limited. The heavy machine gun shooting was like a gold-swallowing beast. The bullets could not be seen until the end, and in the end there was only the sound of mechanical impact.
"Long live...these new troops have no bullets...their heavy machine guns have all misfired...kill..."
The artillery position under the city head also fired with joy. Xie Ting knew that the last moment had arrived and laughed loudly, "Hahaha... brothers... fix your bayonets... I'll go see Mazu first to show you the way." !”
"Long live Lord...we have repaid your kindness today!"
"Kill!" Following Xie Ting's pace, hundreds of new Yulin troops jumped out from their hiding places, holding bayonets in hand and launched a countercharge towards the rebels who were coming!
Everyone has only one roar: "The emperor's personal army...Fight to the death and never retreat...Fight to the death and never surrender..."
Like a sharp knife piercing bread, the berserk Yulin New Army stabbed fiercely into the rebel formation, and both sides had fallen into a bloody massacre of one life for another.
There is no defense or dodge, only constant thrusts and thrusts until the last drop of blood is drained!
Xie Ting's face was covered with blood. He was stabbed three times in the abdomen and his intestines flowed out. He grabbed the spilled intestines with his left hand and stuffed them back!
"Kill... fight to the death and never retreat... the emperor personally reviews the army..."
Before he could finish his words, two bayonets on the left and right pierced his ribs and lifted him up. Xie Ting opened his mouth and spurted blood out.
"Hehe... It's the end... Hehe..."
The last bit of strength in his life fired the last glory bomb, and with a bang, a cloud of smoke and dust exploded above Wufeng Tower!
The remaining Wuyi Mountain Hakka people saw that their commander had died in the battle, and they shouted, "Boss, don't go too far... Brothers are following..."
Boom boom boom... There were bursts of glory bomb explosions in the Wufeng Tower. Not one of the 300 Yulin new troops survived. They gave Emperor Tongzhi an extra 20 minutes to escape with their lives.
The six Japanese soldiers at Duanmen were dumbfounded, with a look of fear in their eyes. The British military attache Delaney stood at attention, took off his military hat and lowered his head solemnly.
"The Iron-Blooded Legion...the warriors among the Chinese..."
"salute!"
Xie Ting's sacrifice did not move these rebels, but it moved the British, French and Russian soldiers. These foreign devils collectively stood at attention and saluted to see the warriors off.
