After some encouragement from Lu Shaochuan, the soldiers under his command were already very high-spirited and looked forward to death. For the glory of the entire regiment and to avenge Lu Shaochuan, they risked their own lives. When the first soldier carrying the corpse entered Immediately after the king's gate, banging gunshots were heard inside the mansion.
The dense bullets came and shot into the dead body in front of the soldier. The bullets penetrated the flesh, making a popping sound, and even blood spattered, making the soldiers holding the corpse feel great danger.
"puff."
Suddenly, a bullet hit the soldier's thigh.
The soldier's thigh hurt. He was caught off guard and the leg that was shot became weak. The soldier also knelt on the ground. As a result, the corpse in the soldier's hand fell to the ground and he was exposed.
"Bang, bang,."
Gunshots were heard, and the first soldier was shot several times and fell to the ground dead.
"Zhao Yang, you son of a bitch, why didn't you get beaten? I'm still alive, why did you die in front..., you have a good journey. I will treat your parents well and won't leave them helpless. "." The soldier who was following behind saw Zhao Yang being killed, and roared piercingly. This soldier did not go deep into the Heavenly King's Mansion, but used the corpse of the bandit soldier to block him temporarily.
Immediately, he took out a grenade, pulled the match cord with his teeth, and threw it in with all his strength.
The grenade roared across the sky and fell inside the Tianwang Mansion.
"boom,."
Immediately after the grenade exploded, dust flew up.
Hong Xiuquan hid in the Tianwang Mansion and clearly saw the explosion. Looking at the splashing soil, he secretly sighed in his heart. The power of this thing was too great. The next moment, Hong Xiuquan felt scared because more and more Qing soldiers were coming. He carried the corpse into the Heavenly King's Mansion, and grenades fell one after another inside the Heavenly King's Mansion, causing the soil in the Heavenly King's Mansion to fly and become a mess.
The most important thing was that the Heavenly King's Army could not remain calm. They were so frightened as they watched the grenades flying in. They were unable to form a firefight and could only watch as more and more soldiers rushed into the house.
Not long after, the soldiers under Lu Shaochuan rushed into the Tianwang Mansion.
Under the charge of the army, the guns in the hands of Hong Xiuquan's Tianwang Army lost their effect again.
Hong Xiuquan ordered: "Kill me and drive back the Qing army."
Hong Xiuquan still thought that the Heavenly King's Army would block it, but the combat effectiveness of Lu Shaochuan's soldiers was too strong, because they were fighting for the entire regiment and avenging Lu Shaochuan. They were already an invincible force. The Heavenly King's Army never showed up. Behind closed doors, now in the real confrontation, the Tianwang Army immediately exposed its biggest problem, which was that it had no experience in combat.
The combat experience of both sides is not of the same level at all.
"Capture Hong Xiuquan alive, capture the old bastard alive."
"Avenge your dead brothers and kill all the bandits."
"Fight for the leader, fight for glory."
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The soldiers roared loudly one by one, and they charged with high spirits while holding steel knives. Under the light of torches at night, the steel knives held by the soldiers flashed with cold killing intent. Li Zhen led Lu Shaochuan, Yang Banhou and Smith, etc. He followed behind and saw the army rolling into the Heavenly King's Mansion like a tank. He was extremely happy in his heart.
This city of Nanjing was about to become his territory and his new foundation. Li Zhen led his soldiers into the Heavenly King's Mansion with high spirits and kept marching towards the main hall of the Heavenly King's Mansion.
Hong Xiuquan and his soldiers retreated steadily. When he led his soldiers back to the main hall, he suddenly felt desperate.
No one came to rescue, no one came to help him.
Are you going to die?
Hong Xiuquan felt extremely disappointed. He looked at the panicked soldiers outside the hall and in the hall, and felt sad in his heart. He even thought that if he fell into Li Zhen's hands, he would definitely be worse off than dead, so he had the idea of suicide and wanted to strike with a sword. End yourself.
"Clang."
Hong Xiuquan pulled out the sword from his waist and placed it across his neck.
"King of Heaven, you can't do that."
Hong Xiuquan's sudden movement of his sword across his neck frightened the soldiers around him. Some of the soldiers tried to dissuade him. Hong Xiuquan put his sword across his neck, and when he was about to exert force, he felt a trace of pain coming from his neck. He was scared and slowly He slowly put down the long sword in his hand. He was so defeated that he didn't even have the courage to commit suicide. What should I do?
He looked outside the hall and listened to the shouts of killing one after another, and suddenly had the idea of committing suicide again.
Can't, can't be insulted.
Hong Xiuquan roared in his heart, grabbed the long sword, and pulled it across his neck. The sharp blade cut his skin, and there was a sudden pain. Hong Xiuquan immediately retracted it, and the speed of retracting it was shocking. Shockingly, Hong Xiuquan committed suicide twice, but failed both times, which made some soldiers secretly despise him.
I don’t even have the courage to commit suicide, what a failure.
Hong Xiuquan also felt that he had failed. The long sword in his hand fell with a clang, and he no longer had the majesty of being a king sitting on the dragon throne. At this moment, he was just an old man over fifty, and he wore After the hat fell off his head, his gray hair was exposed, which further revealed his age.
The shouts of killing grew louder and louder.
The Heavenly King's army died countless times, and they were constantly defeated and crowded into the main hall. Even though Hong Xiuquan's main hall was wide, it was still very difficult to accommodate thousands of people. Under the pressure of the army outside, the main hall was quickly filled with people. However, there was still an empty space around Hong Xiuquan, and no one dared to squeeze the space where Hong Xiuquan was.
"Who, who kills me to prevent me from being insulted by Li Zhen?"
Hong Xiuquan didn't have the guts to commit suicide and yelled.
His words made the soldiers standing around look at each other, their eyes flickering. However, no one made any move for the time being. They just watched quietly. Hong Xiuquan took a deep breath and shouted again: "Who is going to kill?" me."
The roar was hysterical, and his voice was already hoarse.
"I'm here to kill you."
A loud roar came from the crowd.
The soldier closest to Hong Xiuquan stood up and cut out the steel knife in his hand. The speed of the knife was extremely fast. Only a silvery white light flashed in the air. With a pop, a series of blood beads flew out along the blade. Hong Xiuquan's neck was also cut off with a steel knife, and his head fell with the knife.
"Snapped,."
When his head fell to the ground, the sound was so clear that it seemed to hit the heart of every soldier of the Heavenly King's Army.
The bloody head rolled around a few times and stopped, revealing the expression of Hong Xiuquan's wounds. Hong Xiuquan's face was full of unwillingness, and there was a look of astonishment in his eyes. He seemed still surprised that someone dared to attack him. Unfortunately, this was He asked for it, and the soldiers in the hall wanted to survive, so it was rare that no one took action against the person who killed Hong Xiuquan.
The soldier who killed Hong Xiuquan quickly picked up Hong Xiuquan's head, raised it in the air, and shouted: "I surrender." With this shout, the sound of surrender spread like a plague.
"I surrender, I surrender."
"Don't kill me, surrender, I am willing to surrender."
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The sounds of surrender echoed in the hall one after another, and the soldiers of the Heavenly King's Army knelt on the ground in unison, kowtowing to greet Li Zhen outside.
ps: Third update; let’s continue writing the fourth update;