Gaomin Temple is surrounded by Iron Man Guards. Anyone who dares to approach without any publicity, whether it is a general or a small servant, will be killed on the spot by Iron Man Guards.

In the temple, all unrelated people were withdrawn. In the huge temple, there was only one room.

Ge Yi, Tie Yi, Wang Fuchen and other generals Jinghou were outside the gate. Although it was Jinghou and there was no sound at all, everyone's face was filled with anxiety.

The door of the house was constantly opened and closed. For more than an hour, no one knew what was going on in the house, and could only see the doctor constantly entering and leaving.

After a long time, the door of the house was opened again, and the generals' eyes lit up, and they saw their commander.

Zhou Shixiang did not have someone to support him, but only supported himself with a long gun. His right leg was clamped by a wooden board. It was obvious that he was struggling to stand there, and he seemed to be unable to hold on to the ground at any time.

The blind Li wanted to step forward to support Zhou Shixiang several times, but was forced back by Zhou Shixiang's eyes. He stood there in a posture. He didn't want to prove how brave he was in front of his subordinates. He just told them that I could still stand and I was still alive. If I live, the sky would not fall!

"Do you think I'm dead?"

Zhou Shixiang glanced at the generals, smiled slightly, and his eyes fell to the north: "Does Fulin think I'm dead?" After saying that, he raised his legs and walked out, and while walking, he ordered the blind Li: "Go and bring a horse!"

All the generals were unbearable to see this, but no one came forward to persuade him, because they knew very well that the general must show up in front of the entire army. Otherwise, the rumors that the general was dead would be out of control in the army.

The king and the assistant minister brought his white horse over, and it was also a top Mongolian horse, no worse than the big green horse. With the help of the blind Li and his personal guards, Zhou Shixiang turned over and put on his Qi King's robe.

"Walk!"

After feeling the dead big green horse in my heart, Zhou Shixiang gently pulled the reins and walked forward slowly.

The blind Li held a horse in front, and two hundred iron guards led the way, and the generals followed closely behind.

When the gate of Gaomin Temple opened, hundreds of thousands of households gathered outside, the hundreds of households immediately stopped talking in a low voice. They looked nervously at the slowly opened temple gate. When they saw a white horse stepping out of the temple and their commander was sitting on the horse, they immediately became excited, half-kneeled on the ground, and shouted together: "See the commander-in-law!"

"The handsome man is here!"

A loud shout echoed throughout the night, and it was clearly heard into every soldier's ears. With the rapid shout, Zhou Shixiang sat on the white horse with his head held high, still wearing military uniforms, and his wide battle robe covered the wooden board on his legs. If he didn't get close, no one would know that Zhou Shixiang's legs could not move at all.

Under the reflection of torches and bonfires, everyone saw Zhou Shixiang passing by with his head held high. Cheers resounded throughout Gaomin Temple and throughout Huaiyang.

"Master!"

The soldiers were excitedly watching their commander ride on horseback and slowly stalking them. Zhou Shixiang couldn't help but waved to his subordinates, looking relaxed. The soldiers were infected by his ease, and everyone let go of their worries. When they walked past the two white flags and those Huai'an soldiers, Zhou Shixiang stopped deliberately and said to them with a smile that the Tartars' artillery was powerful, but his life was also hard, and the King of Hell could not accept him.

Wuerte, Gongjianse, Yue Deji and other white flags were all relieved. After knowing that Zhou Shi was shot, they were all shocked, and then they all fell into deep fear. They were very worried that with Zhou Shixiang's death, the Taiping Army that rose from Guangdong would collapse. In the end, the Ming Dynasty was as if it were more than ten years ago. It was undoubtedly their dead end.

One after another, the call came from above Gaomin Temple. The Qing army whistle detectives on the other side of the Yizhen River changed their faces. After the news came up, everyone in Manchu and Mongolia were frightened. The little fighting spirit and courage that they had developed seemed to have disappeared again.

"The thief scholar must have died. It was done by the bandit soldiers on purpose!"

Oboi, who had read too much of the Three Kingdoms, firmly believed that the thief scholar was dead, because from the stories he learned from the Three Kingdoms, he concluded that if the thief scholar had not died, he would have concealed the news of his death, lured the Qing army to attack, and then counterattacked in one fell swoop, instead of publicly proclaiming it openly, which left conspiracies and strategies unavailable.

Oboi's analysis was supported by some generals, but it was dark. Whether the thief scholar died or not was dead, he had to wait until dawn to know. Now let's just regard it as a thief soldiers as a fraud. If the Taiping Army on the other side suddenly retreated after dawn, it means that the thief scholar was really dead.

Oboi said again: "Be careful of dawn. There is a sound of drums in the thief camp. The Han people have a plan to tie sheep, hammers and drums. If the drums keep, they must go out to attack and kill immediately and do not neglect them!"

"twitter!"

All the generals responded with a loud response and felt that Obai was worthy of being the number one warrior in Manchuria, the emperor trusted the minister of the inner court, and his understanding of the Han people was very different.

After returning to Gaomin Temple, Guo Xiong noticed that the Marshal's face was a little distorted, which was a twist of enduring pain. The doctors said that the Marshal's leg was broken and could not be moved easily, otherwise he would probably suffer from a leg failure in the future. But after being fixed, the Marshal insisted on showing up. Will this cause the Marshal's right leg to be disabled from now on?

After entering the house, Zhou Shixiang saw Jiang He. Jiang He came from Guazhou Water Camp overnight after receiving the news from Guo Xiong. Because of the persuasion in Wen Village, Jiang He was always suppressed and used by Zhou Shixiang and placed it in Jiangxi. However, when Emperor Dingwu ascended the throne, Zhou Shixiang personally added Jiang He's name to the list of marquises, so that he could be named the Marquis of Xiangshan. However, when the army crossed the river, Jiang He stayed in the rear army and was later in charge of Guazhou Water Camp and failed to visit the front line.

"Master, your legs?!"

Jiang He looked at Zhou Shiying's right leg worriedly, and his face was very painful. He turned his head and scolded the blind Li: "How did you become the commander of the personal guard? The general also gave you the title of Dingshuo!"

"I"

The blind Li's face turned red. According to his temperament, if he had something else, he would have pushed up with Jiang He. Regardless of whether you are the Marquis or not, your face is flushing, but you can't say anything.

"It's not his business."

Zhou Shixiang waved his hand and signaled Jiang He not to make things difficult for the blind Li. He put down his crutches and sat on the chair. The blind Li brought a stool, and Zhou Shixiang put his legs on. During the movements, he gritted his teeth and endured the huge pain.

"call!"
Chapter completed!