Han’s Son is Not a Slave

"This is Song Luoyi, Biaoxia brought it from his hometown, and he is still close to Biaoxia. His aunt is the sixth uncle of Biaoxia. After Luo Ding followed the thousands of households, Biaoxia asked him to take the lead. I wanted him to make some credits so that he could go up. This kid is also very good. Gao Yao was beheaded by four grades in the first battle, and he didn't give Biao Xia a shame. Bian also gave a face... sigh, I didn't expect to die in the city today..."

"The one whose eyes shot out was Chen Jinbiao, who also came from his hometown. His father and mother died in Nanchang in the third year of Yongli's calendar. He was the only son in his family. I looked at him pitifully. He came out to eat army rations, thinking about keeping one for the Chen family, why would he think... sigh, this time the Chen family is considered a dead end, I really don't know how the second elder of the Chen family feels under Jiuquan"

"This guy Hu Si was Kong Guozhi's personal soldier back then. Later, the Chaoshan division came to Luoding with Kong Guoliang. If a thousand households broke the city, they would go down together with the bidder. This person has no ability, but he can drink. , he can't drink him under both marks."

"This is Wang Hailong. He has good water skills. A fierce man can swim for dozens of meters. He is the most proficient in water among our Jiangxi people."

"This is Chen Erniu..."

Walking past the corpses lying on the ground, Shao Jiugong, like a chatter, kept explaining everyone he knew to Zhou Shixiang.

Shao Jiugong's eyes turn red every time he mentions a name, and when he says it, he can't stop choking. So many acquaintances died in front of his eyes, and many of them were from his hometown. No matter how many dead people he saw, no matter how hard he was, he couldn't help but feel sad.

The officers and soldiers from Jiangxi Green Camp who followed Shao Jiugong were also tearful. Every corpse on the ground was their companion before they died, and they were their old counterparts.

There is an agreement between them, that is to return to their hometown alive. Now, there are fewer and fewer people who can fulfill this agreement.

To this day, only 29 of the 63 Jiangxi Green Battalion soldiers who surrendered with Shao Jiugong in Luoding that day, and most of them will be buried in this foreign land forever.

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Zhou Shixiang's face was tensed. Every time Shao Jiugong said a name, he would stop and stare at the lifeless face for a moment. Some he knew, some he was not familiar with, but he knew. These people were born and died with him. Although they had too many sins in the past, today they are members of the Taiping Army, his subordinates of Zhou Shixiang, and warriors against foreign races. No matter how big their sins are, they will be wiped out at this moment. No more blaming people!

A cold body lay quietly in front of him, Zhou Shixiang couldn't stand still, but he didn't show this sadness on his face like Shao Jiugong, but silently pressed it in his heart, alone to bear the unspeakable pain.

That taste is very unpleasant.

Zhou Shixiang knew that he had experienced it, and had experienced a feeling that was more painful than this.

The blood feud between the family and the country, and the death of his parents, wife and children made him no longer open his heart to others easily, and he would no longer express his sorrows in human words. Today's Zhou Shixiang has no qualifications to be hypocritical. Whether it's the death of his parents, wife, children, or his subordinates, he won't let him cry easily anymore. His heart has already died, and now there is only monstrous hatred in his voice!

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Slowly walking forward step by step, over the icy corpses, and at the end, Zhou Shixiang stopped, and when he turned around again, there was no previous sadness in his eyes, but a look of determination.

Shao Jiugong has also stopped sobbing, holding back his sadness and waving his hands to the subordinates behind him. Immediately, a sergeant stepped forward to pick up the bodies of those who died in the battle and prepare to bury them.

Previously, at the request of Shao Jiugong, Zhou Shitong agreed that he would lead the soldiers who died in battle to be buried together.

No cemetery was specifically selected, and no one was even allowed to engrave a stele.

Fight till now. No one knows if Xinhui City will be able to hold it, and when will the crazy Qing troops who forcibly attack the city every day regardless of casualties will be unable to hold back their troops.

Everyone had prepared for the worst. The purpose of not erecting a monument was to not want these dead brothers to have no peace after the city was destroyed.

No one believed that the Qing soldiers, who had paid a great deal of casualties, would not take the corpses of the dead Taiping army to express their hatred after entering the city.

It may be the best choice not to erect a tombstone. After a person has passed away, let the deceased rest in peace underground and no longer be tortured by people in the earth.

One body after another was moved together by the living. There was already a big hole dug over there, and the hole was full of dirt.

Several wounded Jiangxi soldiers supported each other and knelt in front of the pit, folded the yellow papers one by one, and then threw them into the brazier one by one.

"Let's hit the road, old watch, make a company on the Huangquan Road, don't get lost!"

"Take more money, pay for road money on the road, and carry a good family in your next life, don't eat this knife-edge meal again!"

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Crying loudly, the sergeants who moved the corpse gently moved the old watch into the pit, without saying a word from beginning to end, and their movements were extremely gentle, lest they use too much force and the old watch had been slashed by the sword. Body torn.

The corpses that were finally carried into the pit were three headless corpses. Their heads were chopped off by the Qing soldiers who climbed up the city. They didn't know where they fell. They could only roughly judge who they were based on their bodies.

Zhou Shixiang had been standing on the edge of the pit and had been watching.

Finally, the last corpse was gently placed in. Jiangxi soldiers holding shovels on both sides were preparing to bury mud. Suddenly, Shao Jiugong shouted, "Wait a minute!"

The sudden call to stop made the Jiangxi soldiers stunned for a moment, and looked at Shao Jiugong puzzled.

Zhou Shixiang was also startled.

"This brother's clothes are so **** wet, they're very damp, uncomfortable, uncomfortable... I'll change them, I'll change them..."

Shao Jiugong murmured and jumped into the pit~www.NovelMTL.com~ and started to take off the **** military uniform. The uniform has long been soaked in blood, and from a distance, it seems that this person is in blood.

Seeing this, Zhou Shixiang

He couldn't help but sighed, feeling extremely guilty. Due to the conditions in the city, he couldn't put on a clean shroud for these dead subordinates and set off on the road.

After the blood robe was taken off by Shao Jiugong, Zhou Shixiang's pupils suddenly enlarged sharply, because he could clearly see the five characters engraved on the back of the corpse - "Shunzhi is a dog"

Shao Jiugong stood up and waved at a small flag beside the pit, wanting to ask him to find a piece of clean clothes.

Seeing this, Zhou Shixiang signaled that Xiaoqi didn't need to look for it. He stepped forward, walked into the pit, squatted down, and then undid the buttons of his robe.

Shao Jiugong lost his voice: "Thousand households!"

"Why don't you say you have no clothes?" Zhou Shixiang untied his robes and gently wrapped the corpse, then smiled sadly, "Same robes as my son!" (To be continued.)

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