Han’s Son is Not a Slave

The efforts of the old surnamed Gioruo did not become a Han Chinese kung fu, but wore inner armor. The original owner of this inner armor was Lu Xiangsheng, the inspector of the Chongzhen Dynasty, and Belle Dudu specially ordered it to be removed from Lu. However, at that time, the inner armor was already badly damaged, and it was full of holes pierced by big arrows. Du Du didn't like it, and gave it to Shiwei for his efforts. Later, when I returned to the outside of the pass, I tried to find Han army craftsmen to repair it and restore it to its original state. Thinking that this was the inner armor of a high-ranking Han official, and it was given to him by Lord Baylor, he stayed by his side and wanted to pass it on to his children and grandchildren as a family heirloom.

But no matter how good the inner armor is, because it is worn close to the body, it cannot be inlaid with iron pieces like the outer armor, but is mainly woven with gold wires. The mesh of the armor cannot be dense and sparse to resist individual attacks. It's powerful, but it won't work if you get caught in a tight siege. Back then, Lu Xiangsheng was shot hundreds of arrows by the Qing soldiers. After the war, the arrows found by the Ming army from his corpse were full of large baskets, and even the golden inner armor was tattered.

Li Jinsheng saw the inner armor exposed under the coat of hard work, and he complained in his heart. This stab took all his strength, and the person standing there didn't even have the strength to pull out the spear. Looking at the hard work again, although the pain in the chest was suffocating because of being stabbed by the spear, the muscles and bones that had been beaten for many years could still hold up.

Looking at the stunned Ming army thief, he tried his best to smile, and the long knife slashed at him with a cold light.

My life is over!

The chicken pecked his eyes when he failed to steal the chicken. Li Jinsheng regretted it a lot. It would be nice to lie there and be a corpse.

Desperate fear made Li Jinsheng close his eyes, not daring to see how the long knife of the Tartar official chopped off his head. Fan Daan and the surrounding Taiping Army had no time to come to the rescue, so they could only watch.

Seeing that he could kill this Ming army thief with one knife, his forehead hurt with his efforts. The long knife stopped less than three inches from Li Jinsheng's neck, and then he fell backwards heavily.

Before he died, he suddenly thought that when he went to take off this set of inner armor from a Han official, there was still linen and white net under the armor of the Han official, but he was serving his father's mourning. And just a month ago, he received news from Beijing that his Ama had also passed away. According to the custom of the Han people, he was also in the period of his father's mourning.

Could this not be the revenge of the high-ranking Han official surnamed Lu?

He tried his best to close his eyes. I wonder if he saw the Han Chinese officials who came to ask for his life after his death.

"Li Tou, are you alright!"

Wang Wen, who had only been in the Taiping Army for less than half a month, did not expect that he would be able to shoot a Tartar official with one arrow, and ran over excitedly to hold the former general and the current general flag.

When Li Jinsheng opened his eyes, he couldn't believe it, but Wang Wen called out a few times before he realized it, but his heart was still beating wildly. He swallowed his throat, looked at the fallen Tartar official, and then looked at Wang Wen, the savior, his eyes were red, and tears were streaming down his face. At this moment, if he had a younger sister and a daughter, Li Jinsheng wished he could give them all to Wang Wen, even if his aunt and nephew were the same as a husband, he would be willing!

Savior!

Li Jinsheng held Wang Wen's hand tightly, so excited that he was speechless. I don't want to, this Wang Wen, who was beaten by himself many times in the past, could actually save his life.

Mr. Zongqi was so grateful to him, but Wang Wen felt a little guilty. When he rushed down with everyone just now, he pretended to be dead for the life-saving skills he used to do. Unexpectedly, when he was going forward, he pushed Li Zongqi unintentionally. Watching Li Zongqi fall to the ground with an "Oops", Wang Wen thought he had hurt the old boss.

"Good brother, in the future, if the brother eats in one bite, the brother eats in one bite! Oh, it hurts, it hurts"

Looking at the swollen blisters the size of eggs on the old man's head, Wang Wen was really overwhelmed with emotion.

After most of the Manchu armored soldiers in the front were killed or wounded, the rest could not resist the iron guards who were pressing down like an iron mountain. More than a hundred Manchu soldiers fled back without their armor and armor, and then Fang's green battalion soldiers were already suppressed by the Taiping army. The losses were worse than the full army.

Blind Li and his subordinates were desperate to keep all the Tartars behind. Before the war, he personally asked for gifts for the brothers and the commander. One Tartar and two wives, life or death, everyone entered. Nanjing City has the same blessings and joys. Who would have thought that this gang of Man Tartars ran too fast, and they chased after them all the way, and they ran for most of them, making the blind man Li very unhappy. However, seeing that the soldiers from the first town and the sixth town in front had already driven the Qing army together, and then looked at the commander standing on the boat in the lake, blind Li couldn't help grinning again.

Xuzhou general Zhang Tianfu and Yangzhou deputy general Cai Qishi led the remnants of the army and had no way to escape, and were driven to the lake by the Taiping army. The Yangzhou soldiers who ran at the front had many good water players, and while taking off their cotton armor, they dived into the lake. A fierce man went down, and he pierced so far. This lake is not big, only two or three miles long. As long as you grit your teeth and hold it up, you can swim across it.

Seeing the Yangzhou soldiers in front of them jumping into the lake to escape, the Xuzhou soldiers who were panicking also jumped blindly, but many soldiers realized that they could not swim at all after jumping, so they fluttered and struggled in the water for a while, and disappeared again.

The Man Soldiers, Xuzhou Soldiers, and other Green Battalion Soldiers, who were not able to use water, saw the tragic situation in the water, and who would dare to go into the water again. But they didn't go into the water, but the Taiping army behind them densely pressed them and forced them to go into the water.

There was a team of Taiping troops with powerful fire guns that could fire in rapid bursts, making the Qing soldiers cry and howl. Pushing all the way, the Taiping army did not want to live, and made it clear that they would drive all these thousands of Qing soldiers into the lake to drown.

The lakeside was densely covered with reeds, and it was already September, and many of the reeds had withered. Although they were not dry, the Taiping army's fireballs hit them, and they still attracted the reeds. The worst thing is that if it is just a fire, it will be fine. When the wind blows, it will pass in an instant, and many people will always survive. But these reeds were not completely dry, and there was still a lot of water, so the fire did not lift into the air, but billows of smoke rose, choking the soldiers with tears and snot. Those Qing soldiers who ran the fastest happened to be in the densest place of reeds. The smoke was so thick that they could not see, and had difficulty breathing. They choked to death on the spot.

The Qing army collapsed, and so did Zhang Tianfu, who jumped into the lake with a bundle of reeds cut by the farmers near the lake and ready to be brought home to make a fire. The rest of the Qing soldiers followed suit and searched for tools that could cross the lake. If he couldn't find it, he gritted his teeth and took a knife to chop off the half-burned reed.

In the middle of the lake, Zhou Shixiang saw that many Qing soldiers who were familiar with water had already swam over, smiled, and nodded to Dong Changqing, who then took out another drill dragon. After the screams, hundreds of Taiping troops with spears appeared in the sight of the Qing army in dozens of boats of various types from nearby farmers and fishermen. At that moment, the Yangzhou soldiers who were slamming their arms and kicking their feet felt that the sky was falling.

The spear stabbed fiercely, the long bamboo pole slapped fiercely, and the oars of the boat became a demon in the eyes of the Qing army. One by one the Qing soldiers were stabbed, and the Qing soldiers who emerged from the lake were forced to press the water again. Some Qing soldiers who are really outstanding in water come down and look at Lengkong, take a deep breath, and then pierce like a white fish, making up their minds that they won't come out if they can't finish. This swim is really far, and it seems that I can't hear the sound of the Ming army slapping and killing. I thought I was safe, and I was about to swim out of the lake to take a breath, but my head seemed to be covered by something. Why? Can't stand it either.

Surprised, the good sailors of Yangzhou looked up, and their hands and feet moved as if they had been enchanted. Damn Ming army, actually cast layers of fishing nets in the lake!

"Gulugulu", the good sailors in Yangzhou are not fish in the water after all, the air in their lungs will eventually run out one day, but people are either covered or entangled by the fishnets, and can no longer surface to breathe fresh air. The struggle under the water is miserable, but the water above is very calm~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Only from time to time you can see a string of blisters floating up from below.

One-sided slaughter by the lake, one-sided slaughter in the lake. Some lucky Qing troops surfaced and avoided the spears of the Ming army. They held on to the Ming army's ships with both hands. They were crying for help. The army can be a cow or a horse. However, the Ming soldiers on the boat were determined to kill them, and the spears were not good for them, so they drew their swords and chopped them.

One, two, the Qing soldiers dodged, and the third time, a few fingers landed on the cabin. With a broken heart, the Qing soldiers fell into the water again, and could no longer come back up.

Luo Lun looked a little unbearable, and whispered to Dong Changqing if he could take down these Qing soldiers.

However, Zhang Huang said: "Zimu cannot have the kindness of women. How can these northern bandits help Tatar in their abuse, how can they be merciful." He also said that when Zheng Jun's soldiers in Nanjing were driven to Jiangzhong, why did the Qing army not let them go? them.

Zhang Huangyan's words made Zhou Shixiang look at him with admiration, and Lord Shangshu, who didn't want to raise people's background, was such a man of iron and blood.

The thick smoke on the lakeside was still rising, but the screams of killing had gradually subsided. When Zhou Shixiang's boat docked, he saw dead bodies lying on the ground in various ways. The Taiping Army did not count the merits of the head, but at this moment, soldiers with short knives were looking through the corpses one by one, but they were searching for the goods on the dead bodies to be used as public treasuries, and at the same time, they were capturing knives for the Qing soldiers who were not dead.

When the body of the Manchu Dutong Murihu was turned out, his body was half black and half red. A soldier accidentally discovered the golden teeth in Murihu's mouth, happily smashed his mouth with a scabbard, and took out the golden teeth. Seemingly uneasy, he deliberately held it up to look at it in the sun, and then bit it again to confirm that it was gold before putting it in the bag.

"Wan Sheng!"

The moment they stepped on the shore, Zhou Shixiang and Zhang Huangyan heard cheers of excited soldiers. (To be continued.)