In the beginning, Atlantans still maintained a mixture of anxiety and optimism, and most people did not believe in their hearts that the North was really capable of attacking the city. What the hell is going on with Johnston? It's all back to Atlanta, and it's time for his well-fed army to fight back, right?

In the evening of the next day, the news of the repulsion of the Northern Army on Mount Kennasaw and the heavy casualties of the Northern Yankees reached the city, and the whole of Atlanta was plunged into a sea of joy. The North is finished! I'm going to run back to Tennessee with my tail between my legs! I knew Uncle Johnston wasn't a bastard!

Some people say: It turns out that Johnston has been "luring the enemy deeper" before, and we all blame him.

On the third day, from morning to noon, there was no gunfire from Kenneso Mountain, and the Atlantans were all spreading the word that the Northerners had retreated. In the afternoon, Atlanta was transformed into a festive city, with Confederate flags and laughter everywhere. In the evening, the city is lit up, people play the banjo and violin, and cheerful songs resound in every corner of the city.

On that day, countless girls accepted the young man's proposal, and a frenzy of happiness and excitement swept through the city.

On the fourth day, there was still no movement in the direction of Kennaso Mountain, that's right, the North Yankee is out! During the day, weddings are taking place all over Atlanta. In all the halls and churches where weddings are being held, there are several couples waiting outside, waiting for their turn to enter the hall of holy marriage.

At night, all of Atlanta turns into a big party with lights on. In almost all the big houses and on the outdoor lawn, there are parties, people indulge in singing and dancing, and victory and peace are so luscious!

On the fifth day, people began to pour out of their homes, walking, riding horses, and riding cars to Peachtree Creek, Utoi Creek, and Ezela Church around the city, lingering by the clear creeks, talking and laughing under the shady trees and green meadows. Dinner parties. The children ran around screaming. The air is fresh, the sun is shining, and life is restored.

On the morning of the sixth day, gunfire was heard again in the direction of Kennasaw Mountain.

What's going on? When it first started. People thought they had misheard. Some people also said: It's going to rain, right?

It didn't take long. The gunfire stopped.

The old man said: You have not seen the world, this is our army training and exercises.

Yes, yes.

A false alarm.

It's almost noon. The guns rang out again, and they became more and more intense, endless—it couldn't be any exercise, and the Atlantans couldn't lie to themselves anymore: the Northerners hadn't left, and they had attacked again.

It doesn't matter, since General Johnston was able to defeat them last time, this time, of course, he can defeat them.

In the evening, the news came: our army had been defeated and was retreating from Mount Kennasaw towards Atlanta.

Johnston, bastard!

Tell this old coward to die! Give us someone who can stand on our feet and fight bloodily!

Richmond fulfilled Atlanta's wishes, Johnston was removed from office, and Hood took over as commander-in-chief of the Western Theater and commander of the Atlanta City Defense.

Well, we've heard about General Hood's heroic battles, and this brave and fearless Kentuckian won't take a step back!

Contrary to his wishes, the intrepid Kentuckians retreated that day and retreated all the way to the city of Atlanta.

Atlantans' eyes widened, they had never seen so many ...... before Wounded soldier.

At first, there were more and more of them, some staggering alone, some in groups, and the less injured ones hugged the more seriously injured. Some didn't say a word, and some couldn't stop moaning. They form a continuous flow of people with no head in sight and no end in sight.

The faces of all the wounded soldiers were blackened, and the sweat soaked the dust from their bodies into mud, which dried up and cemented onto the tattered uniforms. Most of their wounds were unbandaged, the blood that had come out had coagulated, and swarms of flies swirled around them.

They begged everyone they met, every house they passed: water!

Atlanta's heart sank, General Hood, please, take them ...... No, let's get rid of the Northerners.

General Hood heard the cries of the Atlantans and attacked the city.

On that day, near the east of the city, there were still many ladies and ladies who climbed to the flat roof of the higher buildings, held small parasols, and sat there to watch the battle. But when the first shell landed on the street not far away, they let out a terrible scream and rushed downstairs into the basement.

Shells fell one after another, people and livestock were torn apart like pieces of paper, and tall buildings collapsed like building blocks.

Atlanta boiled like a pot of boiling water.

By the end of the evening, an army of refugees, consisting of women, children, and the elderly, had filled the train station, and their destination was Macon in the south.

In addition to the Atlantans, there were also Dortonians, Salakas, and Aratunas, many of whom had been on the run since the Battle of Dalton, from Dolton to Saleka, from Saleka to Aratuna, and from Aratuna to Atlanta. Now, they have to flee again.

In the city of Atlanta and among the fleeing crowds, there are terrible sayings:

"That Sherman, he's a butcher! His greatest interest was to brush the captives' hair and watch them wail! ”

"Yes, you know what, he ordered that after breaking Atlanta, he was going to rape all the women in the city, as long as they were over thirteen years old!"

"No, the order was given by the Chinese general! He is the real devil! ”

"Yes, he's almost a story tall, with teeth on the outside of his mouth, and two fingers can tear out a muscular soldier's arm!"

"I've heard that Chinese soldiers don't know hunger, they don't know pain, they don't know fatigue -- how can you defeat this kind of army?"

"It's so strange, what kind of enmity do the Chinese have with us? weishenme is coming to beat us? ”

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Guan Zhuofan didn't know that he had changed from a knight to a devil in the eyes of the people of Atlanta. At this time, he was in Willy. In the boudoir of Mrs. Mardan in Hill's mansion, she drank black tea and ate small biscuits made by Jacqueline, and her spirit was happy and content.

After the welcome reception, Guan Zhuofan really became Willy. A regular visitor to Hill's mansion. Of course, after greeting his master, most of the time, Commander-in-Chief Guan was hovered in Madame Madan's boudoir.

He also hesitated whether this would "have a bad impact", but this little concern could not resist the temptation of the enemy beauty, and in between battles, he would go to "visit Willie. Mr. Hill".

This poses a challenge to the defense of the Guards Regiment. The Guards simply announced Willy. The vicinity of Hill's mansion is the "military zone", with a post set up 24 hours a day, a total of three lanes, and a post at the entrance of the lane. There is a post at the gate of Hill's mansion manor, and another post is set up at the gate of the mansion.

There is also a "mobile" post, located outside Madame Madan's boudoir, with Commander-in-Chief Guan inside, and the post in; Commander-in-Chief Guan returned to the headquarters and retreated.

Willie. The servants of the Hill family were all sifted, except for Willy in principle. Mr. and Mrs. Hill and Commander-in-Chief Guan do not have direct contact with the rest of their family, and Mrs. Madan's master and servant are all responsible for tea and snacks.

Everything that enters the hall must be strictly inspected before entering Madame Martin's boudoir.

For the above measures, Wiley. Mr. and Mrs. Hill expressed their full understanding and cooperation.

Túrin and Zhang Chenglin were not at ease with Mrs. Madan's master and servant, and planned to conduct a thorough search of their rooms to see if they could find knives, pistols, poisons, or anything -- this was too much, and Guan Zhuofan resolutely stopped them.

With such a big move, the scandal about Commander-in-Chief Guan and Mrs. Ma Dan naturally spread and boiled, and even Wan'er knew about it.

When Zaijian arrived at Guan Zhuofan, the little girl's expression became a little complicated, and Guan Zhuofan saw it in his eyes, and he couldn't help but be cautious. Available every time from Willy. When Hill came back from the mansion, he was refreshed and his mind was extremely flexible, so he commanded the battle, saw everything, strategized, and changed his chances, so he relieved himself in his heart: this is also for work.

At this time, unlike Commander-in-Chief Guan, who was stretching her eyebrows, Jacquelyn was standing in front of the window. Mardan, with a slight brow, was facing in the direction of downtown Atlanta, where the sound of shells exploding was constant.

*(To be continued......)