In Xinhui City, the sun was scorching like a fire, and countless young and strong men were carrying loads with naked shirts. From a distance, the high city wall was covered with dense heads, like ants, filling the gaps of more than ten feet wide like ants.

The dense crowd was allowed to bake by the scorching sun, but no one dared to say anything, and no one dared to snort, repeating the numbing work like a mechanical one. Everyone was tanned, and the shoulders carrying the burden were even more skinless, revealing their red skin. The burden was pressed up and only made people feel distressed. Even so, no one dared to pause a moment, let alone screaming pain, because they knew that no one would come to sympathize with them, and no one would come to pity them. The only thing they begged for was a more cruel whip, and they would even be dragged out to beheaded in public!

Compared with living life, the pain suffered by the body is simply not worth mentioning, and the torture suffered by the body and mind are even more not worth mentioning.

Finally, the crisp sound of the gong sounded, and the coolies who had worked for a long time waited for a short rest time. Although the rest time was only half a stick of incense, the food they could get was just a bowl of rice with salt water. However, for these coolies who were already tired to the limit of their body, this rest time was the most comfortable and happiest time in their lives. Unfortunately, happy time is always short. After they swallowed the food voraciously, the sound of the gong sounded.

After greedily licking the little oil in the bowl, the coolies stood up and cheered up to head towards the construction site. Behind them, the gap of the city wall that had been blown up had been filled with most of the gap. On the complete city walls on both sides of the gap, some Taiping soldiers were trying to lift the cannons that had fallen off the city wall, and many young and strong men recruited from the city tried to carry the woods onto the top of the city. The air was filled with the smell of oil mixed with the fragrance, but there were hundreds of large pots of gold juice mixed with feces.

"One, two, get up!"

Amid the neat sound of horns, more than 100 Qing soldiers in the Inlaid Blue Flag captured by the Taiping Army were using their strength to move pieces of huge rocks that were longer than people to the city wall. Each time they moved one. Their strength seemed to disappear out of thin air, and it took a long time to move the next piece again. From the start of construction, dozens of people in the Inlaid Blue Flag prisoners have been killed or injured. Most of them were injured by the lifted stones. Now, there are still many soil mixed with plasma under the city wall. God knows whether there are corpses buried under the soil.

"Dare to be lazy!"

With a "trumpet" sound, a green camp soldier covered his face and wailed, but his legs did not dare to take a step slower. He endured the huge pain and trotted back and turned around, not even dared to look at the Taiping Army who beat him.

The sound of whipping and scolding came one after another. Driven by the swords of the Taiping Army, hundreds of Qing army prisoners, together with the yamen runners recruited from the city, the young and strong men repaired the gap in the city wall that was blown up by the Taiping Army in the scorching sun.

After a day and night, more than a dozen people were exhausted, and dozens of others were either injured by falling rocks or beaten to death. Several Qing army prisoners with blue flags were even used by the Taiping Army to kill chickens and warn monkeys. The bloody head with rat-tailed braids hung on both sides of the gap to remind those prisoners who had fantasies not to act rashly.

"Qi Lao Er fainted, Qi Lao Er fainted!"

Someone suddenly screamed among the people who were picking up soil under the city, but it did not cause a commotion among the crowd around them. They continued their friends in their hands, and none of them went to see the Qi Laoer who was dragged away by the Taiping Army.

After gasping and placing a brick on the cornerstone, the officer Huang Si finally couldn't help but "sn't" and then cursed in a low voice: "Scholar Zhou is so cruel. He is all from the villagers. He can do it!"

After hearing this, the companion next to him couldn't help but sneer: "Who is a fellow villager with us? Don't forget that we are not from Xinhui. There are still a few fellow villagers of Zhou Xiucai in the city?"

"We are not fellow villagers, but he can't come to us if he wants to take revenge, right? His wife and children are not eaten by us!" Huang Si was angry and felt unfair about his experience.

"You didn't eat his wife and children, there was always someone else in your stomach, right?" The companion said without raising his head.

Hearing this, Huang Si was speechless and immediately blushed. When the old thief besieged the city, it was not without reason that these yamen runners could survive.

The yamen runners beside him saw Huang Si standing stupidly. They couldn't help but urged: "Do work quickly, block the city wall early. We can rest early, otherwise we would be exhausted." After saying that, he curled his lips at the flag soldiers who were placing bricks on the city wall, "The soldiers of the court are all working so hard that they are working so hard. What are we? Do it quickly."

"well..."

Huang Si sighed a long sigh and quietly carried the bamboo basket full of mud on his shoulders. He was thinking about what was in his stomach or what was Zhou Xiucai, but his movements were very slow. When he saw the companion just now, he couldn't help but sarcastically said, "Why, Huangtou felt bitter? If he felt bitter, why wouldn't the bandits go with the county magistrate when they broke the city?"

"you!..."

Huang Siqi came without fighting, but Huangxianzun burned his family. What does this guy mean to let him go with Huangxianzun?

Seeing that Huang Si was about to put on courage, someone else looked at him and said, "Okay, I'll say less. I'll say something now. I'll tell you what's the point. I'll tell you the thief to kill your head when he heard it!"

When Huang Si heard the head chopping, he shivered and couldn't help looking at the head hanging on the city wall. The heads of the rat-tailed braided in the city were really chilling under the sunlight, making him unable to get angry anymore, and he never dared to say anything more.

...........

On the city wall, Zhou Shixiang stood at the chassis and looked silently at the prisoners working below. After listening to the reports of several subordinates on the project progress, Duke Xiang of Song nodded with satisfaction and walked to Zhou Shixiang and reported: "Thousand households, if you can't pass tonight, this gap will be blocked. At that time, the Qing army will have no choice but to do anything to us." After saying that, hesitated for a moment and said: "When the prisoners are driven to life for several days, the people in the city have also suffered a disaster of no waiver. I expect that there are many dead and injured..."

"Mr. Song doesn't have to say this."

Zhou Shixiang withdrew his gaze, waved his hand, slowly faced Duke Xiang of Song, and said, "If one person can save ten people, one hundred people can save ten people, one hundred people can save ten families, one can save ten families, and one hundred families can save ten families, then there is no regret."

"But the people in the city survived after all. Our army was in charge of them in such a way, and it was inevitable that they would be tyrannical. Is the Qianhu Lord..."
Chapter completed!