"There is no living, there is no living" The Taiping soldiers who searched the battlefield called one after another, carefully searching every quagmire, finding the wounded soldiers mixed with the mud and carrying them out of the mud for treatment.
Wounded Taiping soldiers were constantly discovered, and many wounded Manchurian soldiers were found, for them, the Taiping army without exception stepped forward to mend their swords, and the screams resounded in the ears of those Manchurian soldiers who surrendered from time to time, making them tremble.
They didn't dare to look at the heads that were brought over by the Taiping army one by one, so they only drooped their heads and closed their eyes, waiting for the fate to fall, hoping that Suna did not lie to them, and the Taiping army could really spare their lives.
There were 126 Manchurian soldiers who surrendered, all of whom were young Manchu soldiers, the oldest of whom was only 30 years old, and he was a strong man.
Suna pressed the knife and looked at these compatriots, waiting for Zhou Shixiang's arrival.
He had already persuaded these Manchu soldiers to surrender, but what to do with them was not up to him, even if Zhou Shixiang ordered all these Manchu soldiers to be executed, Suna could only step forward and kill them one by one.
The wounded Ge Yi, with the support of his own soldiers, staggered through the corpse pile to examine, searching, he didn't look at the corpses of those Manchu soldiers, just looked for the loyal remains of the fallen soldiers of the Taiping Army, until in front of a half-kneeling Manchurian general, he stopped and couldn't move a single step.
A general banner of the right battalion of the infantry army stepped forward and whispered: "Officer Ge Ying, this is the Tartar leader" and then his eyes fell on the body of the Tartar leader, where there was a headless corpse kneeling, there was no blood flowing out of the neck, and it was covered with a thin layer of blood, but the right hand of the corpse held a spear tightly, and the spear pierced the abdomen of the Tartar leader.
"Brother Qin" Ge Yi knelt down, hugged Qin Zhisheng's headless corpse, and tears gushed out before he could speak, he howled loudly, unable to say anything.
The soldiers around were crying, and no one spoke, just silently looking at Qin Zhisheng's corpse.
Qin Zhisheng's head was found, his eyes were round with anger, and he didn't close his eyes.
"Boss Hu is gone, my eldest brother is also gone, Peng Dazhu, Lin Laoer, Song San are all gone, and now Brother Qin is also gone, the brothers in Daqiao Mountain are about to die, they are about to die Xiucai, our brothers are about to die, they are about to die."
Ge Yi cried bitterly, Zhao Sihai also cried bitterly, Zhou Shixiang's tears were in his eyes, he endured no tears, he carefully put Qin Zhisheng's head on his neck, and ordered someone to bring needles and threads to stitch and stitch them, just like when he sewed up for Hu Quan with a needle, his expression was extremely serious between inserting and pulling.
After sewing up Qin Zhisheng's body, Zhou Shixiang got up and asked the officers of the right battalion of the infantry army: "Did General Qin say anything before he died?"
The officers shook their heads, Qin Zhi's life and death were too sudden, and he didn't have time to leave any last words.
A general banner thought of what Qin Zhi seemed to mutter, but he didn't know what he was saying, he hesitated and didn't say anything.
"Click on General Qin's relics, find a way to open the coffin, alas, forget it, just bury it here, Qingshan buries loyal bones everywhere, why do you need to return the horse leather shroud" Zhou Shixiang originally wanted to order Qin Zhisheng's corpse to be transported back to Xiangshan for burial, but in the end he decided to bury it on the east bank of the Huangsha River, and bury it with those soldiers who died in battle in the place where they fought, watching their comrades-in-arms continue to advance towards the north.
With a deep sigh, Qin Zhisheng's death was too unexpected, Zhou Shixiang was unprepared and a little caught off guard, he knew that he had lost a good helper.
"General Qin and the brothers who died in battle will be buried on the east bank of the Huangsha River, the names of the dead brothers must be clarified, the pension money must be distributed to their relatives in the hands of a lot of money, the old people who are only sons in the family must be specially sent to take care of and support them in the future, and the children who are minors must also be raised by our Taiping Army, teach them to read and write, and when they grow up, they will also be Taiping Army, and their supply must be doubled, and the dead brothers must not be chilled under Jiuquan."
Zhou Shixiang was a little regretful, he didn't know where Qin Zhisheng's hometown was, otherwise he would have to transport the remains back to his hometown for burial.
The Han people say that the fallen leaves return to the roots, and they must be buried next to their parents when they die.
Quietly wiping away his tears with his sleeve, Zhou Shixiang looked at the corpses of the fallen soldiers placed on the ground, they were the same as Qin Zhisheng, they were all partners who followed Zhou Shixiang all the way, and they were the ancestors of hundreds of millions of Han sons and daughters in later generations, even if they had no blood to pass on, they were also the ancestors of the Han people I'm fighting with my ancestors Fighting, we used to fight together Zhou Shixiang was silent, knelt down on one knee and gently held Qin Zhisheng's right hand, it was strange to say, Ge Yi couldn't separate Qin Zhisheng's right hand holding the spear, Zhou Shixiang pulled it gently, and the spear in Qin Zhisheng's hand fell off.
"Brother Qin, you can close your eyes with peace of mind, we won the show, and we won again, this time I cut off a lot of real Tartar's heads, there are a lot, you open your eyes and see, let's win this time, big victory, woo, why did you go one step ahead of your brother, why did you go Brother Qin, brother, I will close your eyes for you, you can rest assured to go See my eldest brother and say to him, everything is fine on my side, tell him not to think about anything, I will marry a daughter-in-law after this battle, and if the first child is a son, he will pass on to my eldest brother, Won't let him break the incense."
Ge Yi choked and raised his hand to close Qin Zhisheng's eyes, and with a light touch, Qin Zhisheng's eyes closed.
"Marshal, what to do with the surrendered Manchurian soldiers" Suna found Zhou Shixiang nervously and asked him for instructions on what to do with his compatriots who surrendered.
He himself is a Manchurian, where is he willing to say that he is a Tartar.
Zhou Shixiang put away the sadness in his heart, glanced at Suna, and instructed him: "I'll leave it all to you to deal with, you pick one of them, and solve it on the spot if you have two hearts." ” Suna breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly said: "Don't worry, these people won't have two hearts, the military discipline in Manchu in the Qing Dynasty is harsh, and losing the battle will be a capital crime, and these people won't be able to save their lives even if they go back."
The lowly position uses some other means to make them honestly serve the commander."
"That's good."
Zhou Shixiang nodded slightly, "um" and said: "First give you the establishment of a guard, still a cavalry, you are temporarily a hundred households, and the Manchurian troops will be handed over to you in the future." ” "Thank you, big man."
Suna's face showed joy, after surrendering to the Taiping Army, Zhou Shi did not reuse him, as long as he led the dozen or so surrendered soldiers to serve in the cavalry camp together, not even a sergeant rank, but now he was mentioned as a hundred households, and gave himself a guard cavalry establishment, it seems that his performance has been recognized by the other party, if the Taiping Army continues to grow, it is impossible to say that he, a Manchurian, can still make a big official in the Ming Dynasty, just like the Taizu Emperor Nurhachi back then.
While happy, Suna said again: "Is the next step for the marshal to solve Geng Jimao's left army?"
Zhou Shixiang didn't speak, and glanced at Suna lightly.
Suna hurriedly bowed his waist down, and said boldly: "I have an idea for my humble position, but I don't know whether to say it or not." ” "You say, if you have any ideas, but say it, it doesn't matter whether it's right or wrong."
Zhou Shixiang was a little curious about what Suna had in mind.
Suna's idea has been brewing in his heart for a long time, if the Taiping Army can't win Hahamu, this idea is naturally a joke, but now it can be put into practice, if this strategy is successful, his Suna's status in Zhou Shixiang's mind will be greatly improved again, and he may even become a senior general of the Taiping Army.
"I think that the commander should immediately move to Guangzhou now, instead of fighting Geng Jimao's Left Route Army" Suna excitedly said his thoughts, but Zhou Shixiang was taken aback: "Hit Guangzhou" "Yes, immediately wave the army to the north and take Guangzhou directly" Suna looked excited, waiting for Zhou Shixiang to say yes loudly, but Zhou Shixiang shook his head: "Your idea is good, but our army does not have the ability to conquer Guangzhou City for the time being, you must know that Guangzhou City is much stronger than Xinhui."
Before the Qing army of Geng Jimao and Shang Zhixin was resolved, Ben Shuai had no intention of fighting with heavy casualties to capture Guangzhou. ” I didn't want Suna to shake his head and said: "The big marshal is wrong, the Ming Dynasty emperors and officials in Guangzhou City also thought so, they thought that the Qing soldiers could not conquer Guangzhou City, but Li Chengdong only used a dozen cavalry to take Guangzhou City." ”oshow7 t1706231537: