"......I reiterate again that our heavenly army is fighting to expel the Qing army and restore our Chinese country. Xiang Rong is dead, and the Jiangnan camp no longer exists. Thinking of his bloodline, I do not want to kill too much. I especially advise the general to return to his lost path, put down his weapons, and not to make unnecessary resistance. Anyone who surrenders to our heavenly army will ensure that their lives and property will not be violated, and they will stay and leave them at will. If you are lucky and dare to violate the power of our heavenly army and resist to the end, the heavenly army will be everywhere, and there will be no grass left..."

After hearing the master read the letter of surrender, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. He waved his hand to signal the guards in the tent to take the surrendered soldiers who were sending the letter, and two words were squeezed out from his teeth, "Kill!"

There was silence in the big tent. The generals didn't know what the master was thinking. He was just thinking about the letters just now. They were not in line with the ancient style, too unconforming to the ancient style. The whole article was just plain language and had no literary talent. This was better, and it saved the time to explain to these rough people.

Ma Tianbao stood up and looked at the generals in front of him, "Now we are the only one left to fight alone, eat the king's fortune and repay the king's kindness. A real man must live up to the top and die vigorously. You all go back and arrange the defenses of each battalion, hold on until dark, and then find a way to break through."

"As for the order." Several generals agreed and walked towards the door of the tent. They could no longer see the spirit of the past.

"Wait," Ma Tianbao shouted, staring at them with a serious expression, "Remember my words, if anyone dares to surrender, he will be killed without mercy!"

After Lin Haifeng dictated the letter of persuasion, he came out of a temporary handsome tent. He sat silently on a broken tree, staring at the large ruins in a daze. This is the camp of the Jiangnan camp in Xiaolingwei. There was no smoke of gunpowder and no sound of fighting, only the bodies of tens of thousands of people lying under the bloody setting sun. It might be more appropriate to call this place a huge cemetery. More than one-third of the people who died in the teaching brigade. When he thought of this, his heart was bleeding.

"Brother, why did you ask me to clean up the battlefield?" With a horse neighing, Hong Xuanjiao walked over with her whip and shouting, "Hushu is snatched by Brother Zeng again."

"Oh, what's wrong with Hong Shuai? There's one here that's more anxious than you." Liu Xianghe, who heard the sound, pointed at Chen Yucheng behind her, covered her mouth and smiled.

"Where am I the same as him?" Hong Xuanjiao curled his lips, "Then the brigade commander Chen took the general's head in a million troops. He has enough glory, but I am not addicted to killing."

Lin Haifeng looked at Hong Xuanjiao, "It is more important to clean up the battlefield. Tell everyone that you must check carefully and not miss a wounded brother who may still be alive. In addition, when burying the brothers, you must clean them up and change them into new clothes. Don't forget to bring some food to the brothers. Alas, maybe many brothers don't have time to eat a bite in a day!"

"Yes, Your Highness!" Hong Xuanjiao agreed, and was about to take the guard to leave, but he saw Qin Rigang riding his horse as if he was gust of wind.

"Your Highness, the left and right battalions of Ma Tianbao have opened the camp gate and surrendered. This bastard has not moved yet with the Biao camp." Qin Rigang held his fists and greeted King An, and began to slap the wind with his wide robe sleeves.

"It's really strange. Those Qing demons in the flag camp are very tactful. Why are they just Han people holding Xianfeng's demon head's thighs?" Hong Xuan snorted.

Lin Haifeng sighed, "In a sense, this is also the true nature of a soldier. The best way for such people is to send them to the grave."

"I'll go and clean them up." Chen Yucheng jumped up and pulled out the saber under his ribs.

"No need," Lin Haifeng shook his hand and looked at Qin Rigang who was already ready to beat his hands. "Go to Qin Hou. Let's tell them that the Heavenly Army has always done its best and never said good words a second time. It is too late to regret it with the most primitive cruelty!"

"Kill, kill no one left!" Qin Rigang jumped onto the war horse again, leaving behind a string of cheerful laughter.

"Is it so happy to kill someone?" Lin Haifeng looked at Qin Rigang's back, turned back at Hong Xuanjiao, Chen Yucheng and others, and suddenly laughed. He stood up, "In fact, everything has its good and bad aspects. For example, Ma Tianbao, from the perspective of loyalty of a soldier, he may be worthy of the glory of a soldier. But that was just a kind of foolish loyalty. He was working hard for a rotten Xianfeng Dynasty, which did not mean the will of most people. Who did he defend? For whom? To put it bluntly, he was just for Xianfeng alone. From this point of view, his death was worthless, let alone any glory. Do you know what this is called?"

Hong Xuanjiao and others looked at each other.

Lin Haifeng laughed, "Tell you another new word, this is called dialectics." Seeing that the few people were still inexplicably looking, he coughed, "Simply put, don't just look at its surface phenomenon when looking at anything, but also consider the inner things. Our soldiers of the Celestial Empire can learn his loyalty, and surrender is a shame for a soldier. However, we cannot learn his ignorance. We defend the Celestial Empire. The Celestial Empire is not me, you, nor him, or anyone else. The Celestial Empire is a Celestial Empire that represents the interests of the general public. There are fewer teaching travelers, but after the baptism of war, it has also been sublimated. We also have the Red Army, and there will be the Red Army and the Red Third Army in the future. Sooner or later, the Tianjun will become the Red Army..." He walked around, whispering, as if it was to himself and to others.

The city of Tianjing was boiling at night, and the Jiangnan camp that had been watching Tianjing for a long time was gone. Tianjing will always be away from war, and there is nothing more happy for ordinary people than this. Various lanterns were hung at the door of every household, and the sound of firecrackers resounded throughout the city. People rushed to the streets and celebrated the great victory of the Celestial Empire in their own hearts.

The Heavenly King's Mansion was decorated with lights, and hundreds of tables of imperial banquets were set up in the Imperial Garden. Unlike before, today, except for the few Tianjing officials invited, the people who came to the banquet were all generals at all levels who participated in the Battle of the Jiangnan Camp. What’s especially special is that in order to capture Hushu, Moling Pass, and Danyang’s generals could catch up with the feast, the Heavenly King Hong Xiuquan specially ordered the banquet to be postponed until midnight. Before everyone entered the Imperial Garden, they would hear the ritual officer repeating a loud voice, "The Heavenly King has an order, brothers celebrate together, and all etiquettes are temporarily exempted!"

When Lin Fengxiang led the generals of the Red Army to be covered in Zhengdu, covered in sweat, and finally entered the Imperial Garden, Hong Xiuquan hurriedly stood up from his seat and unexpectedly walked to Lin Fengxiang quickly. He pulled out a sweat towel from his sleeve and laughed with a happier smile, "Thank you for your hard work, generals, I want to wash Zhengdu for all your brothers." As he said that, he raised his hand and made a gesture as if he really wanted to help Lin Fengxiang wipe the sweat from his face.

Lin Fengxiang hurriedly stepped back and bowed deeply, "The King of Heaven, killed the empress!"

Hong Xiuquan laughed and looked at Yang Xiuqing and others on the side, "I said in advance that there is no distinction between the king and the subordinates today, and everyone is brother. However, since General Lin doesn't ask me to wipe it, I won't force it. I'll ask the female officials to bring clean water and wash it for you brothers first, so the wine tastes good."

Yang Xiuqing laughed, "It's still Brother Tianwang who is careful, he is better than us."

Hong Xiuquan stroked his beard and looked at Lin Fengxiang and others with satisfaction to pack up and sit in their seats. Then he picked up a glass of wine and cleared his throat. "Brothers and sisters, I haven't been so close to you for a long time. Today is a happy day. I rely on the blessing of Heavenly Father and the talent of King An. The heavenly army stepped on the Jiangnan camp in one fell swoop and relieved the long-standing danger of Tianjing. The great fortune of the heavenly dynasty is also a great blessing for hundreds of thousands of people in Tianjing. Come, let us pay homage to King An and Brother Ning first."

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