After discovering that the Taiping Army had attacked from the city gate, the Qing army, who fought desperately at the Daqiu, finally collapsed in despair, and Wuzhou was lost.

From the time of dawn to the time of breaking the city, the Taiping Army took less than three hours. Wuzhou City can be said to have gone down half a day!

"The city has been broken, those who kneel down and surrender will not die!"

"The city has been broken, those who kneel down and surrender will not die!"

The fiery red military flag led the fiery Ming soldiers to move rapidly in Wuzhou City, passing by, and all the way were the Wuzhou people kneeling on the ground and the Qing army surrendered.

The Taiping Army did not massacre the city, nor did it kill the Qing army that laid down its weapons, and even accepted the surrender of officials of all sizes and big and small, including Zhang Zichang, the left governor of Guangxi.

Some surrendered and saved their lives, and naturally some were stubborn and stubborn and wanted to bury the foreign courts of Manzhou in Beijing.

The Han army was born in the Yellow Banner, and Dong Yingkui, the right-sponsor of Guangxi, waved his sword to commit suicide when the city was broken; the Han army was born in the Red Banner, and the inspector Zhang Suyang fought to death and did not surrender. He led dozens of remaining soldiers to be strangled by the Taiping Army in a small alley; the Han army was born in the White Banner, formerly the left governor of the Ming Dynasty, the general of Liaodong, the son of the Dashou clan, and the governor of Wuzhou, set fire to himself; Xu Wenxiu, a censor who was a Jinshi in the ninth year of Chongzhen, committed suicide by jumping into the well; Dai Liangchen, the commander of the Han army, felt hopeless when the city was broken, so he jumped into the city to commit suicide.

After the situation in the city stabilized, Tieyi led the town command post into the city. At the big gap that collapsed, he stopped at the horse. In the eyes, the walls inside and outside were piles of meat, broken limbs and broken arms, and the scattered large and small intestines were full of sight. The gap was densely packed with corpses, including Qing army, Taiping army, and more of Wuzhou people, and there were children inside. The corpses were stacked layer by layer, layer by layer, and they had piled up to half the height of the city walls on both sides. A small hill was formed from top to bottom, but the hillside was stone, soil, and small trees and grass. There were only corpses on the hillside, and human arms grew from the slope.

Due to the fierce competition between the Ming and Qing dynasties, most of the corpses at the gap were in the shape of broken objects, but they were trampled by living people on it. There was a vague sound of crying for help from the pile of corpses, but they were not sure whether it was the Taiping Army, the Qing Army, or the people. The A Brigade, which first entered the city, had organized the prisoners and young men to carry the corpses on the gap. The weather was too hot, and if so many corpses were piled up here, Wuzhou would not be able to stay alone even if it was taken. In less than two days, Wuzhou would become a plague city and a dead city.

The ground was covered with blood, people were walking on it and slipping, and the air was also emitting a disgusting smell of blood, and moans and crying sounds were heard in the wind, both men and women. Under the city wall, many Qing soldiers who were broken by cannons and injured their bodies were lying in despair, while those who could move sat there. They looked at the Taiping Army who were back and forth in despair, hoping that the other party could save them, but no one paid attention to them, and the Taiping Army who looked at them was full of hatred.

A Qing soldier whose legs were broken and whose eyes were blinded by guns crawled on the ground with difficulty, dragging a long bloodstain from his body, and he could not see anything. He knew that Wuzhou was lost, and he knew that it was the Ming army who was running around him, but his instinct to survive still made him call for help from these enemies, but until he died, he did not get a response.

When Wang Fuchen led his cavalry into the city, he also saw the tragic situation under the city wall. When the cavalry, who were originally excited and extremely excited, they spontaneously stopped cheering and silently entered the city through the city gate.

On the road outside the Guangxi Prefecture City in Yunnan, a group of people knelt in the middle of the road. The old man in the lead kept kowtowing to a Qing army officer. He saw that his scalp was broken and blood was shed, but the old man seemed to feel pain. He still kept kowtowing, and tears flowed over and over again begging the Qing army officer: "Mr. Jun, this little food is the last bit of food for our village. You can't take it all, you have to leave some for us, otherwise we will not be able to live!"

"Damn it, whether you live or not has nothing to do with me. I only know that if you can't find military rations, the boss will want me to look good!"

The officer was so angry that he was not afraid of the old man's age that he was as old as his grandfather. He raised his right foot and kicked the old man hard in the chest. After the kick, he was still unhappy and scolded again: "Old man, get out of here quickly and block our way. I will slaughter your village!"

This statement scared the crowd behind the old man, and the woman was so scared that she hugged the child in her arms tighter.

The old man who was kicked to the ground suddenly sprayed a mouthful of blood. His son quickly stepped forward and hugged him, but he watched his father as he couldn't do it. The old man hugged his son who wanted to fight the Qing army officer with his only remaining breath, and only closed his eyes.

"father!"

The son screamed and wanted to rush up and fight the Qing army officer to fight hard, but his hand was still tightly held by his dead father.

The old man's death made the men in the village angry, but when they saw the Qing soldiers holding swords around them laughing, and when they looked at their wives and children who were trembling with fear, they finally had no courage to rush forward and fight against these beasts.

When the Qing army officer saw that he kicked the old man to death, he was not guilty at all. Instead, he felt that he had grown a lot of strength. He was about to order his subordinates to drive away the village people who were blocking the road, but there was a rush of horse hooves behind him. He subconsciously turned around and saw a few fast horses running towards the east. The knight immediately whipped the horse whip desperately, and there was obvious white foam coming out of the corners of the horse's mouth.

"Who?"

When the Qing army was about to wave his hand to signal his future people to stop him, they saw that the other party was a post soldier, and the post soldier who was in charge of the 800-mile express. They were stunned. When they came to their senses, the post soldier had already rushed past them by horses, and the dust brought up suddenly enveloped the Qing soldiers and the village people who had avoided to both sides of the road.

The officer choked twice by the dust for no reason, and tears were about to come out of coughing. While wiping his eyes with his sleeves, he cursed angrily: "Damn it, hurry up and reincarnate!"

"Boss, these bastards seem to be from Guangxi. If there is any major event in Guangxi, it will take 800 miles to speed up?" A Qing soldier said curiously while slapping the dust on his body.

"Who knows."

The officer spat two times and finally spit out the dust in his mouth.
Chapter completed!