"There are living or not, and there are living or not!"

The Taiping soldiers searching on the battlefield called out one after another, carefully searching for every quagmire, finding the wounded soldiers mixed with the silt, and carrying them out of the quagmire to treat them.

The injured Taiping soldiers were constantly discovered, and many injured Manzhou soldiers were also discovered. For them, the Taiping Army went forward to finish the attacks, and screams resounded from time to time in the ears of the surrendered Manzhou soldiers, making them frightened. They did not dare to look at the heads raised by the Taiping Army one by one, and they only hung their heads and closed their eyes, waiting for the fate of their fate to come, hoping that Suna would not deceive them, and that the Taiping Army could really spare their lives.

There were 126 surrendered Manzhou soldiers, all of whom were young Manzhou soldiers, the largest of whom was only 30 years old, and they were strong.

Suna looked at these compatriots with a knife, waiting for Zhou Shixiang's arrival. He had persuaded these Manzhou soldiers to surrender, but he could not decide how to deal with them. Even if Zhou Shixiang ordered all of these Manzhou soldiers to be executed, Suna could only come forward and kill them one by one.

......

The injured Ge Yi, with the help of his personal soldiers, staggered into the pile of corpses and searched for them. He didn't even look at the corpses of the Manzhou soldiers, but just looked for the loyal bones of the Taiping Army's fallen soldiers until he stopped in front of a half-kneel Manzhou general and could no longer move.

A general flag of the right camp of the infantry army stepped forward and whispered: "Guide Ge, this is the Tartar's assistant!" Then his eyes fell under the Tartar's assistant, and there was a headless corpse kneeling. There was no blood flowing out from the neck, and a thin layer of blood was formed. The right hand of the corpse was holding a spear tightly. The spear pierced the abdomen of the Tartar's enemies.

"Brother Qin!"

Ge Yi knelt down and hugged Qin Zhisheng's headless body. Before he could speak, tears gushed out. He cried loudly, unable to say anything.

The soldiers around were crying, and no one spoke, just looking at Qin Zhisheng's body silently.

Qin Zhisheng's head was found. He glared and did not close his eyes.

......

"Boss Hu is gone, and my elder brother is gone. Peng Dazhu, Lin Laoer, Song San and others are all gone. Now Brother Qin is also gone. The brothers in Daqiaoshan are about to die, and they are almost dead...Scholar. Our brothers are about to die. They are about to die!..."

Ge Yi cried bitterly, and Zhao Sihai also cried bitterly. Zhou Shixiang's tears were in his eyes, and he held back his tears. He carefully placed Qin Zhisheng's head on his neck and ordered someone to sew it stitched it stitched, just like he had stitched it for Hu Quan, and he looked extremely serious when he inserted it and pulled it.

After sewing Qin Zhisheng's body, Zhou Shixiang stood up and asked the officers in the right battalion of the infantry army: "Did General Qin say anything before his death?"

The officers shook their heads. Qin Zhi was living and dying too suddenly. There was no time to leave any last words. A general flag thought of Qin Zhi's life and dying before his life and death, but he didn't know what he was saying. He hesitated for a while and finally didn't say anything.

"Click General Qin's relics and find a way to kill the coffin... Oh, forget it, just bury it here. Loyal bones are buried everywhere in the green mountains, why don't you return the body by wearing a horse and a corpse!"

Zhou Shixiang originally wanted to order Qin Zhisheng's Lingshu to be transported back to Xiangshan for burial, but finally decided to bury it on the east bank of the Huangsha River, and buried it with the soldiers who died in battle in the place where they had fought, watching their comrades continue to move towards the north.

A deep sigh, Qin Zhisheng's death was too surprising, Zhou Shixiang was unprepared and caught off guard. He knew that he had lost a good helper.

"The name of General Qin and his brothers who died in battle must be clarified on the east bank of Huangsha River. The names of the dead brothers must be clear. The pension money must be paid to their relatives. The elderly who have only children in the family will be specially sent to take care of them in the future. The children and underages will also be raised by our Taiping Army to teach them to read and read. When they grow up, they will be the Taiping Army. The supply to them must be doubled. We must never let the fallen brothers feel disappointed in the nine springs!"

Zhou Shixiang was a little regretful. He didn't know where Qin Zhisheng's hometown was, otherwise he would have to transport the corpse back to his hometown for burial in the future. The Han people said that even if the fallen leaves return to their roots, they would have to be buried with their parents even if they die.

Secretly wiping away the tears with his sleeves, Zhou Shixiang looked at the bodies of the fallen soldiers placed on the ground. Like Qin Zhisheng, they were all partners who followed Zhou Shixiang along the way. They were the ancestors of billions of Han children in later generations. Even if they had no bloodline passed on, they were also the ancestors of the Han people!

I'm fighting with my ancestors!

Fight, we have fought together!

Zhou Shixiang was speechless, knelt down on one knee and gently held Qin Zhisheng's right hand. It was strange that Ge Yi could not separate Qin Zhisheng's right hand holding the spear tightly. Zhou Shixiang pulled it gently, and the spear in Qin Zhisheng's hand fell off.

"Brother Qin, please close your eyes, we won... The scholar led us to win again. This time, he cut off many real Tartars' heads, and there are so many. You open your eyes and see. We have a big victory this time, a big victory... Wuwu... Why did you go first, brother? Why did you go... Brother Qin, I'll close your eyes to you, don't worry... When I saw my elder brother telling him, everything is fine, tell him not to think about anything, after this battle, I will marry a wife, if my son is adopted, I will adopt my elder brother, and he will not let him break the incense..."

Ge Yi choked up and raised his hand to close Qin Zhisheng's eyes. With a gentle touch, Qin Zhisheng's eyes closed.

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"Master General, how to deal with the surrendered Manzhou soldiers?"

Suna found Zhou Shixiang nervously and asked him how to deal with his surrendered compatriots. He was from Manzhou himself, so he was not willing to say that he was a Tartar.

Zhou Shixiang put away the sadness in his heart, looked at Suna, and told him, "Leave it to you to deal with it. You can choose from it, and those who are both determined will solve it on the spot."

Suna breathed a sigh of relief and said hurriedly: "Master, don't worry, these people will not have any other intentions. Qing Dynasty... The military discipline in Manzhou is harsh, and losing the general is a death penalty. Even if these people go back, they can't save their lives. Use other means to help them serve the commander honestly!"

"That's good."

Zhou Shixiang nodded slightly, said "Yes" again: "First give you a guard organization, and you will still be a cavalry. You will be a hundred households for the time being. In the future, all the surrendered soldiers in Manzhou will be handed over to you."

"Thank you, Marshal!"

Suna showed joy on her face. After surrendering to the Taiping Army, Zhou Shi did not value it compared to him. As long as he led the dozen or so surrendered soldiers to serve in the cavalry camp, he was not even a rank of sergeant. Now he was promoted to a hundred households and gave himself a cavalry organization. It seemed that his performance had been recognized by the other party. If the Taiping Army continued to grow, he, a Manchu man, could still have a high-ranking official in the Ming Dynasty, just like the Emperor Taizu Nurhaci of the past.

While happy, Suna spoke again: "Will the general want to solve Geng Jimao's left-wing army next?"

Zhou Shixiang didn't say anything and glanced at Suna faintly. Suna hurriedly bowed down her waist and said boldly: "I have an idea, I don't know whether to say it or not."

"You said, if you have any ideas, it doesn't matter whether it is right or wrong." Zhou Shixiang was a little curious about what Suna had.

Suna's idea has been brewing in his mind for a long time. If the Taiping Army cannot defeat Hahamu, this idea is naturally a joke, but now it can be realized. If this strategy is successful, Suna's position in Zhou Shixiang's mind will be greatly improved again, and he may even become a senior general of the Taiping Army.

"I thought the general should immediately attack Guangzhou now, instead of attacking Geng Jimao's left-wing army!"

Suna excitedly expressed her thoughts, but surprised Zhou Shixiang: "Try Guangzhou?"

"Yes, immediately wave the troops north and head straight to Guangzhou!"

Su Na looked excited and waited for Zhou Shixiang to say yes loudly. However, 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 solving the two Qing troops of Geng Jimao Zhixin, the general had no intention of seizing Guangzhou with major casualties."
Chapter completed!