After a night attack in Chizhou, Guo Xing'a finally filled his purse and set out on his way home satisfied. Chizhou is worthy of being an important town, although it has not been robbed, but Guoxinga now has the money to pay off the debts, pay the military salary, and he still has enough overnight food.

Moreover, the battle of Chizhou was a win-win battle, after the Qing army took advantage of the night to blow up the east gate of Chizhou and rush into the city, the Qing army and the Taiping army entered a strange war mode of playing their own games. Yang Fuqing, the chief general of the Taiping army, stabilized the chaotic situation, and then led the army to defend the stronghold in the city, and divided his troops to control several other city gates, bell towers, and drum towers, preparing to fight the Qing army to the end. The robber Guo Xing'a guarded the east gate road, and at the same time waved his army directly to the Chizhou Shengku, which had no military value, and ran away after carrying his horse and camel. So at dawn, Yang Fuqing, who had fought all night, held Chizhou when the situation was extremely critical, and Guoxing'a, who had been busy all night, almost emptied the holy treasury of Chizhou and returned with a full load, and both sides were equally happy.

In order to prevent Li Shixian from being desperate, the Qing army, which was already bulging, ran away as fast as possible. Guo Xing'a guessed that the punishment of the imperial court was also coming down, and it was better for him to go back early and prepare to move. The sun was blazing, and the arrogant Qing army was still dozens of miles away from the control area of the Taiping Army, and the faces of the soldiers and officers were full of joy, and their harvest was very good.

"My lord, it's less than thirty miles away from Ning Guofu, let's see if you can take a break before leaving!" Feng Sheng-ah felt that it was time to rest.

"Let's go to that town and rest!" Sitting on a horse, Goxinga pointed to a small town four or five miles away with a horsewhip.

"My lord, it's not appropriate!" Feng Sheng'a felt that there was no need to make trouble, and it could only be regarded as completely safe when he arrived in Ningguo.

"What is wrong with us being officers and soldiers!" Guo Xinga also thought that it was a town occupied by the Qing army.

"My lord, that's where the hair grows!" Feng Sheng'a reminded.

"Isn't it ours to knock it down! What a big deal! Order, enter the town and rest in half an hour! "Guo Xing'a, who has fought Chizhou Mansion, is very fluttering.

"Huh!" Fengsheng Ah smiled and agreed, a small town with a radius of less than a mile is really insignificant for the Qing army.

The Qing army brigade still maintained a marching formation, but Acton's company symbolically lined up the attack formation and helped the artillery set up a few Weiyuan guns modified by Goxinga. The Qing army was very hasty, they had been spoiled by victory. Everyone thought that as long as they fired a few cannons at will, the Taiping army would throw away their belongings and flee, and the small Taiping army along the way was like this. The artillerymen didn't even aim, but just roughly chose an angle and fired a few shots at the town very casually.

Shrapnel exploded in the air, and dense iron bullets rained down over the town, splashing bits of smoke and dust. However, the scene of a small group of Taiping soldiers fleeing in a hurry did not appear, and there were no fleeing figures around the town. Acton was cautious and did not move straight in, but sent a platoon to approach the town to see what was going on. When they were about eighty meters into the town, sparse gunshots rang out, and the feather arrows, which were not dense, flew towards the Qing army. The platoon sent by Acton was mainly recruited by Zhang Guoliang, and their training was not perfect and they did not have much combat experience. Along the way, he was also accustomed to fighting with the wind, and suddenly encountered the resistance of the Taiping Army and fell into chaos, and the platoon commander who had just been promoted from the position of squad leader, although he barely maintained the formation, only fought back symbolically, and the whole platoon retreated.

"I'll go!" Guo Xing'a, who was watching the battle from the rear, was also quite surprised, except for Chizhou, the Taiping army was mostly about to collapse at the touch of a button, and the Qing army had not encountered stubborn resistance from the Taiping army for a long time.

"After the cavalry battalion copied, the infantry battalion pressed on the whole army, and the artillery began to cover with fire!" Guo Xing'a didn't dare to be careless anymore, this sudden resistance was not a generous gift from Li Shixian!

After the Qing army attacked with all their might, the battle was soon over. There were only about 300 defenders in the town, and although the defenders were all dutiful and did their duty as soldiers, the gap between the two sides was too great. The defenders had only a few dozen muskets of varying conditions, and it is difficult to say whether they were rifled or not, but they were all flintlock muskets, and a few more were arquebuses. Their main weapons to defend the weak walls were bows and spears, and they had no artillery. After a covering artillery bombardment by the Qing army, high-explosive and shrapnel shells had already taken the lives of two-thirds of the defenders. After the Qing army invaded the town, the Taiping army still wanted to fight hand-to-hand, but in the face of the Qing army's*, they lost their last chance. A group of warriors whose lives will never be remembered fell in a town whose names no one knew.

"My lord, let's go into town!" Seeing that there was nothing mysterious in the town, Guo Xing'a was no longer ready to enter the town, and wanted the troops to leave after correcting outside the town, but Changlu personally rode back from the town and stopped Guo Xing'a's horse's head.

"Anything?" Guo Xinga was a little surprised, this town didn't seem to be anything special except for the backbone of the defenders.

"Huang Daping is in town!" Changlu also has some incredible meanings.

"What?" Guo Xing'a almost couldn't believe his ears, as if Huang Daping, who had evaporated from the world, was actually in such an inconspicuous town.

"It's Huang Daping, a few soldiers who have seen him have already identified him, that's right!" Several of Changlu's scouts had carefully observed Huang Daping in the binoculars.

"Let's go!" Goxinga rushed to the town.

When Guo Xing'a found Huang Daping, the blood had already penetrated half of Huang Daping's body, and he was leaning on a pile of rubble like a thinker, looking at the sky with a relieved expression. There was a whole company of Qing soldiers around, and they had obviously cleaned up Huang Daping, but Huang Daping had nothing around him that could hurt people except rubble, and the seriously injured Huang Daping obviously didn't have the strength to hit people with bricks. The Qing soldiers all looked at this seriously injured man curiously, he killed the former leader, he was the most feared person in Goxinga.

It wasn't until Goxinga got closer that the Qing soldiers made way for Goxinga, and they waited for Goxinga to cut off the head of his father's enemy. However, Guo Xing'a, who walked to Huang Daping's side, did not draw a knife or a gun, but took out two cigarette pouches, lit one first, handed it to Huang Daping, and then lit another one for himself. Guo Xing'a sat next to Huang Daping like an old friend, both of them smoking cigarettes, and neither of them spoke.

"General Huang, I didn't expect that our first and last meeting would be like this!" There was a stalemate for a while, and finally Guo Xing'a spoke first.

"I'm not surnamed Huang!" Huang Daping laughed.

"Hero's surname!" Guo Xing'a also smiled.

"My surname is Wang, and after the King of Heaven became the King of Heaven, the word "king" became a receptive, and the surname was not allowed to be king. Some have changed their surname to Wang, and some have changed their surname to Huang, and my surname is Huang! Huang Daping seemed to be telling a big joke.

"I'm Guo Xing'a, meet again, General Wang Daping!" The bag of cigarettes was quickly smoked, and Guo Xing'a refilled it for Huang Daping.

"I'm not called Daping either!" Huang Daping laughed even harder.

"Heroic Daimyo!" Guo Xinga kept shaking his head, feeling that everything was so absurd.

"I was originally called Wang Shan, but later I said that there was a mountain in the name of the king of the south, so I had to avoid it, and my mountain became flat. Originally, I wanted to call it a ridge, but people said that the ridge was not much worse than the mountain, and if it was not respectful, it became flat. This word was given by the Winged King when I was promoted to the rank of chief. "Huang Daping's name is very complicated.

"The Winged King rewarded you with a word!" Guo Xing'a asked a little playfully. In the memory of Guo Xing's previous life, such things as giving words in his name are all about cross talk.

"Yes! It's not just me, it's a lot of people, and it has to be a person with great merit. Like the show words of the East King and the show words of the Loyal King, isn't it also rewarded by the King of Heaven! Huang Daping obviously still wants to be called Wang Shan, but he also feels that it is an honor to have multiple words in his name.

"It's boring! These dancing gods can really make trouble! Goxinga spat out and smeared it.

"What you said is really like, I have seen Heavenly Father Linfan, and it is really fucking like a dancing god!" Huang Daping laughed.

"Do you believe that old foreigner with a gourd and a sword?" It's not that Guo Xing'a is disrespectful to God, but Hong Xiuquan is talking about a foreigner old man with a gourd sword on his back.

"It's not like I haven't seen foreigners!" Huang Daping looked disdainful.

"It's gone!" He didn't know how much sincerity there was in Guo Xing's persuasion, but he subconsciously wanted to ask.

"In my life, in addition to farming, I have been fighting the official army, and you let me demote the official army? You forgot, I killed you too! Huang Daping was a little incredulous.

"You used to be able to bring down someone else!" The hatred of killing his father is not shared, and Guo Xing'a didn't dare to really accept Huang Daping.

"What can you do if you fall, you're not a good person!" Huang Daping also spat at the mouth.

"There are good people in the officials, and there are places to be reasonable, and there is really no place to be reasonable if you rely on knives and guns to speak." Goxinga didn't know what he was talking about.

"The official master recognizes the money, and always helps the local people, no matter whether we come to live or die, I haven't seen the good people in the officials you said! Just for the sake of reasoning, I picked up the knife, when the king of the east was there, although the princes also knew that they wanted women, but they were much less angry. And I've seen good people, the Wing King and the Loyal King are all good people. The East King is gone, and we can't get through the country, but there is always a rush, in case the future is good! "Huang Daping's idea is very simple, he has never seen a good official in the Qing court, or he is good to him. But in the Taiping Army, he has seen good people, and he has seen people who work hard for everyone's good, so although he also saw the bad things in the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, he would rather believe in the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom.

"I also knew that the two of us would be able to meet, and I thought about what it would be like when we met, but I didn't expect it to be like this!" Huang Daping's sudden appearance surprised Guo Xing'a.

"I really shouldn't have killed you in the first place!" Huang Daping also sighed with some emotion.

"Then we'll have some room to meet?" Guo Xing'a really thinks that Huang Daping is like an old friend of his.

"I didn't think about that, your son is not as good as you, if I don't kill him, you kid can't kill me today! Hahaha......" Huang Daping laughed again.

"Maybe!" Guo Xing'a never thought about what the situation would be now if his cheap old man hadn't died.

"You're amazing! I watched you go from two or three hundred people to today, step by step, you are different from the Qing demons I have seen! Huang Daping praised Guo Xing'a heartily.

"Maybe it's because I have a dream!" Guo Xinga also knows that in addition to the identity of the crossing, he is also different.

"What dreams?" Huang Daping asked.

"I don't think there will be you!" Guo Xing'a looked back at Huang Daping.

"You want to kill all of us thieves!" Huang Daping shook his head and smiled, where can Guo Xing'a finish killing!

"It's not! I think the common people can also see good people in the government, and they don't have to reason with a knife! "Guo Xing'a said it very plainly.

"You can also be a big official in the future, don't forget this dream!" Huang Daping said as if entrusted.

"Okay!" Goxinga seems to have taken something.

"Be quick, this shot hurts so much!" Huang Daping smiled very calmly.

"Go all the way! Farewell, Huang Daping! Guo Xing'a stood up and drew a German-style saber, turned around sharply, and cut off Huang Daping's head with a knife.

"Good!" The Qing army cheered.