1645, Nanjing. The last wind of the Ming Dynasty blew through the pomegranate flowers blooming all over the city.
Zhou Ying, the daughter of a thousand households in the Xiaoling Guards, learned the essence of family swordsmanship at an early age, but she could not save herself from the decline of the world. The fiancé said he wanted to guard a grave, and the father wiped the ancestral knife over and over in his wheelchair. She just wants to keep her family alive. Until she was by the Qinhuai River and saw thousands of people jumping into the depths of the river hand in hand in order not to shave their heads.
It turns out that some things are more important than life.
When the emperor abandoned the city and fled, and all the officials knelt down to welcome the new emperor, she picked up the sword that was "passed on from male to female" and walked towards Xiaoling Mausoleum at the foot of Purple Mountain. There were no reinforcements, no chance of winning, just a group of people who refused to kneel down, and her fiancé who said, "I will marry you in the next life."
The pomegranate flowers fell like blood, and the Shinto stone beasts were silent. Here they will hold the last funeral rites for a dying dynasty.
This is a story about: when everything is lost, what can people hold on to?
Last week I read "The Southern Strategy of the Ming Dynasty" and saw this article:
"On the 29th day of the seventh month, Wuyin, Nanjing Xiaoling Guards, the camp used to have 48 battalions, which were under the control of Shen Guangwu Sheng. When the Qing soldiers came in, they gathered the crowd, and each man bundled a handful of firewood at night and suddenly burned the city gate. The Qing commander sent troops and shot two people with one arrow. The camp fired artillery, but no Qing soldiers were hurt, and they were defeated. Only eighteen soldiers were left in the camp, and the Qing soldiers were killed. Fifty people surrounded them, but they were defeated. Three hundred people were killed, and only one of the Qing soldiers was left. Three people surrounded one of the Qing soldiers and fought, and that was it. One of the Qing soldiers was cut in the stomach with a hook sword, and his intestines were not broken. The man endured the pain and killed one of the Qing soldiers. Only two of the Qing soldiers escaped.
Eighteen soldiers in the camp killed 300 Qing soldiers, which was very brave. The remaining one person can fight three people and break their abdomen, which is especially brave. When the intestines are broken, he can kill the soldiers and die together, and the Qing soldiers are even less capable. It is a pity that his name will not be passed down even if he is in the army without any generals or talents."
After reading it, I cried bitterly at my desk and spent several days forgetting food and sleep to write this article. We are willing to do our small part to inspire the patriotic enthusiasm of our compatriots.
Intention: to die as a martyr and to continue the work with blood; his soul returns to China, and his heart shines through the ages.
