Han’s Son is Not a Slave

"The tartar is up again, the tartar is up again!"

There was a piercing gong on the tower, and the sound of the gong was accompanied by the screams of soldiers.

What?

Zhou Shixiang and Song Xianggong, who were about to go down the city, stopped abruptly and looked out of the city. In their sight, thousands of Qing troops rushed towards Xinhui City like a tide with the sound of war drums.

"This..."

Song Xianggong muttered to himself, his face became extremely ugly, just now he was very confident and told the generals that the Qing army would not attack again, but the Qing army rushed up after the voice, and the momentum and strength were even higher than before. It was several times bigger, making Old Master Song both ashamed and annoyed, and at the same time faintly worried.

"The soldiers will come to block, and the water will flood the soil. As soon as they come, they will fight." Zhou Shixiang slapped the ugly-looking Duke Xiang, and ordered to the dazed officers: "Get ready to fight!"

"Damn it!"

Ge Yi spit out thick phlegm mixed with blood and water on the **** bricks, and jumped into the city holding the long knife that he had not had time to wipe. The person next to him could clearly see that there were only four fingers left on Ge Yi's hand holding the knife, the broken phalanx was full of thick blood, and a small piece of broken bone the size of a fingernail was hung by a **** tendon along the body. The owner swayed and swayed.

"The dog Tartar is here again. Brothers, give Lao Tzu more energy and chop off more Tartar's heads, so that these sons of **** know that our Taiping Army is not easy to bully!"

Ge Zheng's blood-stained face was full of trembling flesh, standing there like a murderous god, which was daunting. His eyes that were like bulls' eyes opened wider, and all of them were full of fierce light.

The still-living general banners and small banners shouted and scolded their brethren to prepare for another **** battle with the Qing army.

Before the war, Zhou Shixiang dispatched 2 teams of fire gunmen from the guard battalion to support the Zhenlu battalion, led by Zhang Erjiang from the trial hundred households. The two teams of fire gunmen suffered few casualties, and they were basically full, but the fire gunmen were not yet formed. For a long time, there was basically no shooting training before the war. Therefore, when the Green Battalion attacked the city, the performance of the fire gunmen was very poor, and they could not even suppress the Green Battalion's archers. After this round of actual combat, although the gunmen have not mastered the shooting essentials of the gun, and the speed of loading the medicine is also very slow, at least they are no longer shooting randomly like before, and they will not be in a hurry. Therefore, Zhou Shixiang ordered Zhang Erjiang to lead all his troops to the east city wall, as the largest supplement to the Zhenlu battalion.

After all, the Taiping Army had only more than 2,500 troops, while there were probably tens of thousands of Qing troops outside the city. The disparity between the enemy and our troops was several times, so it was not until the last moment that Zhou Shixiang dared not easily take the remaining three defenders out of time, lest the Qing army split up and attack the other three gates while the main attack on the east gate. Xinhui has four gates. If one gate is lost, the whole city will be lost. The four gates are a life-and-death relationship to the Taiping army and must not be lost. If they didn't dare to exhaust the remaining three guards, the supplementary force of the east gate guards could only be the guard battalion on standby, and the security regiment formed by the rear battalion. Even those captives and young adults.

Right now, the prison camp guarding the east gate has not lost much, and the entire battalion of nearly 500 officers and soldiers can still stand, and there are 200 fire gunmen like Zhang Erjiang. The security guards and prisoners who are transferred at any time, the entire East Gate defender has reached a thousand people, which can be said to be all the capital that Zhou Shixiang can use. As long as the battle is the same as before, one side is attacking and the other side is defending. This kind of war is obviously beneficial to the defending side, and Zhou Shixiang is not worried that Xinhui City will be captured by the Qing army.

"Brothers, Tartar has come up again. This time there are more people than before, and the brothers are scared?! Don't be afraid! This Tartar was also raised by his parents. He didn't have an extra head and an extra leg. Even if we slash it with one knife, we won't see many lives! As long as we don't panic, this Tartar will not be able to take down this Xinhui city no matter how many come!"

"The Tartars are going to die, so the brothers will fulfill them! This Xinhui City is ours, and no one wants to **** it from us!"

"..."

While cheering for the soldiers loudly, Zhou Shixiang led people to patrol the city to check the gaps caused by the green camp attacking the city. At the same time, he ordered the young men to send all the defense equipment under the city to the city, and asked Song Xianggong to dispatch some security guards. The members of the regiment went to the east gate to stand by, and at the same time ordered the other three gates to prepare for battle.

...

In the distance, the horns of the Qing army became more and more urgent, and thousands of Qing troops pressed up against the city wall.

"Fire! Fire! Fire!"

Large and small artillery salvos fired from the top of the city, and the black smoke enveloped the sky, but also filled the Qing army array in the distance with smoke.

In the shelling, big and small iron **** kept jumping and harvesting people's lives. The unfortunate Green Battalion soldiers were still the first to bear the brunt. These **** who had forgotten their ancestors like the Han army flag were smashed in pieces.

Broken stumps, splattered blood and white pulp, sticky and disgusting organs, and miserable screams turned the battlefield into a hell.

Scenes of the same tragic scene continued to occur, without gaps, without pauses, and the repetition was so repeated that people would not take a second look.

Human life is worthless in troubled times, and it is even more cheap on this battlefield.

After enduring the maddening shelling, the Qing army stumbled and rushed under the city wall. As before, the dense cloud ladders were placed on the city wall, and the remaining shield carts were also pushed by groups of battalions with shields. Rush to the gate of the city.

"Avoid the arrow, avoid the arrow!"

The officers on the top of the city kept shouting, and the soldiers who had suffered enough from the bow and arrows of the Qing army subconsciously lied behind the crenel without being reminded this time, instead of standing stupidly as before and letting the arrows shoot.

After a round of arrow rain, the Taiping troops probed from the crenels, pushed the ladders up with their big forks, and stabbed the Qing soldiers who climbed up with their spears.

At the city wall where there are many ladders, the wood began to be dropped. When a single wood falls, it often takes several ladders to fall. The Qing soldiers on the ladders fell to the ground like kites with broken strings, and the Qing soldiers below were taken from The companions who came from above were screaming in agony.

Before the original stench in the air dissipated, the smell of fresh feces and oil filled the air again.

From south to north, the entire east wall of Xinhui City is full of **** dramas of murder and being killed, and all kinds of tools capable of killing people wantonly harvest people's lives. On the city wall, the Taiping army was crowded with people, and under the city wall, the Qing army was also densely packed.

With the previous victories and experience ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the officers and soldiers of the Zhenlu Battalion once again dealt with these Qing army sieges with ease. Although casualties were inevitable, the casualties they caused to the Qing army were even greater than before.

Lack of siege equipment, if the Qing army who wanted to climb the city with only the ladder had no other means, Zhou Shi was confident that Xinhui City could become a meat grinder for slaughtering the Qing army in Guangdong.

As a thousand households, Zhou Shixiang never hid behind to watch his brothers and subordinates and the enemy's desperate consciousness. After leading his personal guards to continuously support several areas that had been climbed by Qing soldiers, he suddenly found that Qing soldiers were climbing under the city. It seems that the soldiers are no longer those green battalions, but another soldier.

"What kind of soldier is that?"

Zhou Shi was surprised by the Qing troops who were wearing double armor and blue trims on their uniforms. He wanted to ask someone to ask, but Song Xianggong had already descended from the city wall, and none of the guards around him knew the origin of these Qing troops. , I didn't know the answer for a while.

No matter what kind of soldier he is, as long as it is a Qing soldier, he will die!

Zhou Shixiang shook his head and didn't think about it. He stabbed the long knife in his hand again, and stabbed a Qing soldier who had just exposed his head from the crenel. middle. (To be continued..)