Han’s Son is Not a Slave

Shi Tingyu's knife angle is tricky, facing Zhou Shixiang's neck, forcing Zhou Shixiang to turn sideways to avoid it, otherwise he will be headed in a different place.

Shi Tingyu's knife fell in the air, and the backhand was another knife. This knife came directly at Zhou Shixiang's chest. The distance between the two was only a few feet. Seeing that Zhou Shixiang was unavoidable, he saw something standing in front of Shi Tingyu's long knife. The knife slashed in half, but it was the spear in Zhou Shixiang's hand.

The broken tip of the spear fell heavily, Shi Tingyu's face was hideous, and he didn't speak. He raised the long knife again to see what the thief in front of him would use to block it this time!

When he was raising the knife, he heard exclamations in his ears, and he was suspicious. Before he could react, there was a pain in his throat, and then the whole person stood there as if struck by lightning.

"This..."

Shi Tingyu opened his eyes wide and looked at Zhou Shixiang, who was still breathing heavily, in disbelief. The latter clenched the long pole with the broken spear in his hands.

"Grumble rumble..."

There was a sound of bubbles in his throat, Shi Tingyu instinctively closed his mouth, but the blood that came from the depths of his throat instantly made his mouth swell, and with a "wow", a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"grown ups!"

The Qing soldiers exclaimed.

"Thousands!"

The Taiping army also shouted.

"Uh!"

With another loud roar from Zhou Shixiang, the severed spear body was stabbed out of Shi Tingyu's throat, and then pulled out fiercely.

The wooden handle of the spear that was cut off by the long knife revealed the sharply sharpened wooden tip, and the blood on the wooden tip was flowing down drop by drop.

"South...man...child..."

Shi Tingyu swayed unwillingly, and glanced back and forth at Zhou Shixiang with hateful eyes. In the end, the light in front of him became more and more blurred.

"thump!"

Shi Tingyu, who fell to the ground, made a heavy noise, his body kept twitching, and his throat kept making a "puchi" sound like a dewy urine bubble. After struggling for a few times, the leader of the Han army with the blue flag finally stopped his heartbeat, but his eyes were still wide open. Still dying.

"The thief will be dead, so don't you dare to kill the thief!"

Zhou Shixiang, whose heart was still beating wildly, couldn't care less, so he turned sideways and shouted at the Taiping soldiers who were still standing there in a daze. Then he stabbed half of the spear in his hand at a Qing soldier, and took the long knife in Shi Tingyu's hand and pointed it at the Qing soldiers. Soldiers jumped up.

"Kill Tartar, kill Tartar!"

Zhou Shixiang's brave scene boosted the morale of the Taiping troops, and they were no longer timid, and they roared at the few soldiers of the Shang family who had been frightened.

The two personal soldiers who accompanied Shi Tingyu up the city had not yet reacted to the death of the Lord, and were chopped to the ground by Zhou Shixiang and his two personal guards who rushed up. But behind is the city wall, there is no way for them to retreat.

"Protect Thousand Households!"

Over there, Ge Zheng found that Zhou Shixiang had already handed over to the Qing soldiers, and could not help but exclaimed and led the troops to come.

"Drive the Tartars out, drive them out!"

"Brothers, kill the Tartars!"

More and more Taiping troops came to reinforce from both sides, and the absolute superiority of troops overwhelmed the remaining five Shang clan soldiers to resist. A family soldier even screamed and jumped directly from the city, this jump. It made the Qing army below despair.

"Qianhu, are you injured?! Come, come quickly!"

After arriving, Ge Zheng wiped out all the Qing troops, only to find that Zhou Shixiang suddenly sat down against the city wall at some point. Looking up, Zhou Shixiang's right chest had a big cut open, and blood was oozing out from the wound, in shock. Ge Zheng hurriedly tore off a strip of cloth from his cuff and wrapped it up for Zhou Shixiang, and called for Zhou Shixiang to be taken down to the city for treatment.

"I'm not in the way, my flesh is wounded. If it doesn't matter, you don't have to worry about me, and continue to kill the enemy with my brothers!"

Zhou Shixiang struggled to signal Ge Zheng to help him up, and then let him not worry about himself, and immediately led someone to plug the gap to prevent the Qing army from going to the city again.

I don't know if it was because he was too tired or because he lost too much blood, Zhou Shixiang's face was pale, and when he stood up and down, he didn't feel right, and he shook several times. Seeing him like this, Ge Zheng didn't dare to ask him, and ordered a few soldiers to quickly put him down for treatment without Zhou Shixiang saying more.

Zhou Shixiang shouted a few times that he didn't want to go to the city, but the more he shouted, the more powerless he became. In addition, the situation in the city had stabilized again, so he no longer resisted, and let the soldiers drag him out of the city. He also knew that staying in the city after he was injured would not help, but instead distracted his subordinates for him, which was not as good as the city.

Before going down, Zhou Shixiang told Ge Zheng a few more words, and again and again to Jiang He and others who came after hearing the news, and then he went down the city unwillingly.

I didn't know it before, but after going down to the city, Zhou Shixiang suddenly shuddered and broke out in a cold sweat. If the enemy general hadn't moved a step slower, I'm afraid he would have already become the soul of his sword. In addition to being afraid, he was also calm. In the situation at that time, if he did not bravely step forward, he would still be dead after the city was destroyed. That being the case, what else is there to say, people die and birds face the sky, and they will not die for 10,000 years. Fortunately, God was not completely blind, and saved his life.

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Shi Tingyu's death resolved the crisis in the city in time. Under the command of Ge Zheng and Jiang He and others, the Taiping army re-blocked the gap and stabilized the defense line on the city, making it impossible for the Qing army to climb to the top of the city.

In the mirror, Shang Kexi could see clearly, although the figure of the Taiping Army on the city made people look angry, but he couldn't help but force himself to calm down.

The Qing army that attacked the city has completely lost its spirit, UU reading www.uukanshu. After Shi Tingyu's death, the flag soldiers, the battalion soldiers, or the brave soldiers of the home army began to work hard, and few Qing soldiers still climbed up the city desperately.

Qin Guocheng had no intention of continuing to press his subordinates to attack the city. For the first time, he turned his attention to the rear camp.

"Father, withdraw your troops!"

"Your Highness, withdraw your troops!"

Under the advice of his son and cronies again, Shang Kexi finally sighed: "Send the order, withdraw the troops."

After Ming Jin's voice of withdrawing his troops sounded, the Qing soldiers who were attacking the city were relieved, and Qin Guocheng breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly ordered the Qing troops under the city to retreat back. Previously, when Lin Shanzhi commanded the Green Camp to retreat, it was fairly orderly, but this time the Qing army turned into a mess, one by one scrambling to retreat from the city, and there was no order when you pushed me.

The wounded flag soldiers, their own soldiers, and their companions dragged them to the rear, while the wounded battalion soldiers were left alone, and they were left to cry and cry, begging their companions to take them back. Some flag soldiers even thought they were getting in the way of their cotton armor, they hurriedly took them off and threw them away, then spread their legs and ran back. (To be continued..)