Just after eight o'clock in the evening, more than ten war horses foaming at the mouth carried more than ten officers and soldiers into Tonghui Gate, Ximen, Chengdu. The light from the newly installed large-wattage lighting lamp at the top of the city gate was soon blocked by the dust and smoke from the fast horses. Except for the officers and soldiers of Zhenzi Battalion guarding the city gate, no one could see the appearance of the horse's knights. The rapid sound of hooves made by the galloping war horses went from near to far, and finally disappeared in the direction of the North School Field.

The lights of the west houses near Tonghui Gate were lit one after another. The terrified and waiting seemed to have a premonition of the sound of horse hooves. The doors of the households opened one after another, and neighbors gathered together to discuss and speculate that a disaster that was even greater than the just-passed Chengdu mutiny was about to come soon.

I don’t know if someone reported it or if the New Army sent a spy who monitored Ximen to discover the crisis, but not long after, teams of new troops with live ammunition rushed out of the South School Field and the East School Field Army camp, rushed to the streets, and began to control every street intersection.

Since the West China Power Plant, the largest power plant in Chengdu, started this morning and stopped supplying power to all urban areas outside the northwest zone, the new army hurriedly ran on the street could only hold up torches to light up. Although the number of torches was large, frequent incidents of war horse slipping and soldiers falling down could not be avoided. The screams and scoldings caused were endless. It was heard very clearly at night and the sound was also very far away.

The bold residents clearly saw the terrified faces of the new army officers and soldiers under the torches through the windows and cracks of the doors. This scene once again aggravated the residents' panic.

Everything that happened suddenly seemed to confirm the concerns in the hearts of the people. The whole city quickly lit up lights, and lights shone in the houses, and torches were inserted at the corners of the streets. One by one, one after another opened the heavy night sky over the ancient city, illuminating everything.

This unprecedented light in the city suddenly awakened the entire city, but this light did not bring people a sense of security, but was filled with suffocating panic and depression. Countless people and all new soldiers were nervous, and hundreds of thousands of people were frightened and trembling in the cold winter night, and spent a sleepless night that they would never forget.

The dirty and narrow old military camp in the east gate was on lights. Governor Yin Changheng, facing more than 20 new army generals who rushed over, pretended to be calm and cheered up his shocked subordinates and said: "Xiao Yimin would never dare to take the blame for the world. He would do something angry and resentful to the heavens for his own sake, otherwise he would become a murderer who was criticized by thousands of people!" But the generals present knew very well that both the East School and the South School were both become

The Krupp artillery set up by the officers and soldiers of Zhenzi battalion on the west and north walls are aimed at the targets of the targets of the gun aimed at the Mingyuan Tower in the imperial city, which is more than eight gates. If you are not afraid, why don’t you dare to stay in the Mingyuan Tower, which has already plaques on the Sichuan Governor’s Office for a meeting? Why don’t you dare to go to the East School and the North School where the New Army is stationed? You just recruit us urgently to this narrow, dirty and smelly army camp that was originally stationed by the City Defense Army to have a meeting?

The Luo Mansion on Shuyuan Road was even more frightened. Luo Lun, the owner of the mansion, originally had the identity of the boss of the Hongmen Brother of Xichong County, but since Zhao Erfeng was cut off his head, the Luo Mansion, which was full of people, suddenly became deserted. A large number of celebrities who were originally flattering and the Hongmen Flying Handkerchiefs in various places disappeared without a trace as if the air was blown away by the wind.

The Hongmen and Luo Lun in Chengdu, who had a good relationship with Luo Lun, made even more flawless things. In the afternoon, no one in Chengdu wanted to have any relationship with the Sichuan deputy governor who was famous all over the country.

What a cold night, what a long night!

Hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians suffered in the terror and waited hard, and finally they were thundering until the dawn rose in the sky. In the houses, the highly tense soldiers and civilians at the intersection of the streets had just taken a breath. The sound of horse hooves rolled south and north like thunder. The yellow dust in the sky in the south swept through the sky, like the sound of horse hooves coming from the galloping of thousands of troops, which made the windows in the city chirp. The airflow over the ancient city accelerated and swayed with thousands of trees.

The sound of horse hooves was getting closer and closer. Just as the people in the city were screaming in horror, the sound of horse hooves came to an abrupt end in the direction of the south gate. All the sounds seemed to solidify, and only the flying dust spread out from the south gate.

Hearts contracted tightly in the terrifying silence. The sound of ox horns unique to the border army came again in the south, north, and west of the city. The long and sad horns sounds quickly formed, and returned over Chengdu for a long time.

A few minutes later, the horns gradually stopped, and neat and heavy footsteps rang out one after another.

More than 4,000 officers and soldiers wearing new military uniforms of Zhenzi Camp ran from the north and west directions of the city to the south. They were covered in steel guns and ran forward with grief and anger on their faces. Under the guidance of many officers, they shouted the majestic slogan "Go forward" in unscrupulously, breaking through the defense lines set by the new army without restraint, shocking teams of new officers and soldiers in a hurry, and no one dared to test their sharpness.

Lu Yixuan, the management leader of the 66th Battalion of the New Army, who led his troops to guard the south gate, suddenly blew the assembly whistle. More than a hundred officers and soldiers led by the team officer Ma Zhaoming quickly gathered. Amid Lu Yixuan's roar, they threw away the hat on their heads, moved all the roadblocks that lie in the city gate, and quickly opened the heavy city gate.

More than 300 cavalrymen rushed into the city gate and headed straight for the imperial city regardless of the slightest contempt. Xiao Yimin, who followed, rushed into the city and hurriedly raised his hands to salute brothers Lu Yixuan, Ma Zhaoming and other brothers, surrounded by thousands of border troops, and ran northward.

The entire imperial city has been surrounded by 4,000 officers and soldiers of Zhenzi Camp. A Bianxin army left behind in the city was ruthlessly disarmed. A brand new German water-cooled heavy machine gun rack was mounted on the city towers on all sides. More than 5,000 people wearing military uniforms and holding long swords rushed towards the green and strong man. In a blink of an eye, they occupied all the streets in front of the imperial city, neatly arranged on both sides of the street to welcome the arrival of Qi Yimin.

More than 300 cavalrymen who entered the city first have taken off Zhao Erfeng's head hanging on Mingyuan Tower.

He carefully wrapped it with Zhao Erfeng's border army green dragon battle flag and waited in unison.

Xiao Yimin came to the front of Mingyuan Tower, turned over and dismounted, and ran two steps. He fell to the ground softly. Without waiting for the help of the guard behind him, he quickly got up, and went up to take the Qinglong Battle Flag package and slowly opened it and hugged it tightly in his arms. He knelt down and lay on the ground and choked.

Nearly ten thousand border brothers around the imperial city and above and below the city could no longer bear the sadness in their hearts. The crying and cursing sounded in their hearts. The huge and sad and angry sounds shook the sky and instantly spread ten miles away.

Wu San and others had already moved Zhao Erfeng's body from the horse stake. More than ten border generals and officers pulled up the black and white cloth that had been prepared long ago. They soon surrounded Xiao Yimin and Zhao Erfeng's corpses, covered with tears on their faces. Qi Luo and two older colleagues crawled into the cloth circumference and opened two tiger skins and spread them on the ground. They took out a set of old and new first-rank military officer robes and began to change clothes for Zhao Erfeng.

Xiao Yimin took the needle and thread handed over by Zheng Changze. While crying, he connected Zhao Erfeng's neck and body several times, and threw his sadness on the body and cried in the cloth. It continued for a long time, causing thousands of soldiers on the outside to burst into tears.

At this moment, the crackling sound of firecrackers sounded in the south. Silently, the eyes looked in the sound and eight neatly dressed policemen walked slowly with a shiny black coffin.

The two leaders were Ma Gang and Fan Chunlin. Behind the banners of nearly 100 Chengdu police officers holding Bai Fan and paper men and horses were followed by more than 100 monks, nuns, monks and nuns wearing cassocks and beatings, followed by more than 5,000 Hongmen disciples led by the boss of the Hongmen in Chengdu, who were more than 5,000.

After the teams of all parties gathered, Wen Han, the head priest, who rushed over, gave orders, thousands of Hongmen's children quickly built a mourning hall under the guidance of monks. Two hundred engineers waved cross-character dysfunction around the mourning hall, erected slender and thick bamboo poles, and the sixty-four border military battle flags and the flying leopard flags of the Zhenzi camp were waving in the air.

Wen Han of the main priest climbed to Mingyuan Tower and looked down at him. Within his eyes, he could not see any shadow of the new army at all intersections. All the sandbags disappeared, and all the soldiers of Zhenzi battalions in olive uniforms and border soldiers in yellow uniforms. After frightened, the people of Chengdu who learned about the situation began to come from all directions, standing outside the military controlled area in black to watch.

The cold wind was getting heavier and heavier. Bu Wenhan looked at the gradually formed monumental hall and sighed quietly. According to his original intention, he was unwilling to be the main priest. However, in exchange for Xiao Yimin's promise not to rise to the war, he was willing to stand up and preside over the memorial ceremony for Zhao Erfeng. However, he never expected that Xiao Yimin, who looked gentle on the outside but firm on the inside, actually set up the mourning hall directly in front of Mingyuan Tower, and commemorated his mentor with great momentum.

Wenhan was helpless and moved. He didn't expect that Xiao Yimin was so tough and so tit-for-tat. Xiao Yimin's every move after he arrived in Chengdu was like a strong slap, slapped Yin Changheng and all the plotters. He slapped hundreds of thousands of people in Chengdu and made all the officials of the Han government disappear, and more than 7,000 new soldiers retreated in a hurry. He still dared not face him.

What moved Xiao Yimin's innocent heart. Wu Wenhan knew that Xiao Yimin had a great disagreement with his teacher Zhao Erfeng in terms of political philosophy, but these differences did not affect Xiao Yimin's deep feelings for Zhao Erfeng at all, nor did Xiao Yimin's respect and love for his mentor.

On the other hand, Zhao Erfeng did not scold and punish Xiao Yimin, a disciple who was closed because of his different political ideas. The relationship between the master and the apprentice was very close and harmonious, and they understood and helped each other. This rare teacher-student relationship has always made Wen Han envious of the department, and he wished he had a disciple like Xiao Yimin.

In fact, not only Wenhan, but no one in Chengdu had expected that Xiao Yimin had such a huge influence and such a strong strength: no one expected that Xiao Yimin could mobilize thousands of black and white troops and border troops for his use in just one day and one night, and he was so quick and efficient, and so united and united to hate the enemy. The powerful momentum and huge deterrence formed were enough to move the world and make everyone feel changed.

At 10 o'clock in the morning, the mourning hall was built, and the sky was filled with cigarettes and flags were like forests. Xiao Yimin, who was wearing mourning clothes, led more than a hundred generals to start the sacrifice with Wenhan, and Zhao Erfeng's confidant adviser Xu Weiyue.

There is no tribute, no gorgeous memorial service, some are all depressing crying and heartbreaking kowtows...!
Chapter completed!