The city is full of blind Li Wang's eyes, looking forward to the stars and the moon, and finally looking forward to Zhou Shixiang.

couldn't wait to step forward and lead the big green horse, the blind man Li shouted with a anxious face: "Dashuai, you are here, but I am about to die of waiting!" ”

"The minion has seen the handsome!"

Suna and a group of Manchurian subordinates also hurriedly stepped forward and knelt down in front of Zhou Shixiang, this time Suna and a group of Manchurian soldiers called themselves "slaves", which made Zhou Shixiang quite surprised, but he glanced at these Manchurian soldiers, only smiled, and did not dislike the other party's self-proclaim. Manchurians love to call themselves slaves in front of their superiors, so they let them be called, and they must respect their national customs and traditions.

"Get up."

Zhou Shixiang raised his hand to signal Suna and them to get up, and then smiled and lightly slapped the blind Li with a horsewhip, and said angrily: "Is it your blind Li who is in a hurry, or is it the thing in your crotch that is in a hurry?" ”

The blind man Li laughed, he was not embarrassed, and shouted in front of so many people: "Look at what the big man said, my brother and I are in a hurry, we are in a hurry, and I can't wait to kill the city immediately and be happy!" These words made Zhu Qinglai and the others laugh loudly, and the few Manchu soldiers who could understand Chinese such as Suna were silent.

"You'll be happy when you come."

Zhou Shixiang didn't despise the idea of the blind man Li, he didn't have that kind of idea in front of Shi Yuanling before, compared to the blind man Li Manchu shouting to the Manchurian girls, Zhou Shixiang felt that his courage seemed to be much smaller, and he had too many concerns, so he admired the blind Li in addition to admiration.

Well, you have to be more temperamental. It's not good to suppress yourself too much. There is no perfect person in the world, and there is no saint, and the seven emotions and six desires are human beings. In terms of interest. Anti-Qing annihilation is his hobby of Zhou Xiucai, and doing Manchurian ladies is the biggest hobby of the blind man Li. For their own interests and hobbies, they all have to struggle, they have to sacrifice for it, to pay, until they get the greatest satisfaction.

Through their own efforts, they can gain their own sense of accomplishment and pleasure, even at the cost of their own lives. This is a noble character and a great personality

Zhou Shixiang looked at the head of the city, and there were some gray-haired old Manchurian Tartars looking at him.

Far away. It's night again, and I don't know if these old Tartars are pointing at him at this moment, and I don't know how those old Tartars feel about the changes in this world at this moment.

Zhou Shixiang sneered, the city was already a turtle in an urn. A group of old turtles are now the last guardians. He wanted to see if these old turtles would really fight until the last moment.

"How many men are there in the city?"

Hearing this, Suna hurriedly stepped forward and said respectfully: "Back to the big handsome, the imperial court Beijing transferred the minions to go south to Guangzhou, and the smoke was the Zhengbai Flag 4 Niu Lu, the Zheng Blue Flag 3 Niu Lu, Ha Ha Mu took away all the soldiers who could fight in the city, and now the city is just some old people." In addition, there are some ignorant teenagers, and the minions estimate that only four or five hundred people will be considered to be the sky. ”

When he said this. Suna is actually very tormented in his heart, on the one hand, he feels ashamed of what he has done, after all, the city is full of his compatriots; On the other hand, they are worried about their wives and children in the city. He was afraid that the final resistance of these Manchurian old men in the city would anger the Taiping army, and provoke the terrible Han man who sawed Tayinbu alive, causing his Suna family to also be consumed by this anger.

Suna also wanted to open his mouth to intercede for the Manchurian boy in the city, but he didn't dare to open his mouth because he saw that Zhou Shixiang's gaze at Mancheng was very unkind. That kind of gaze is very familiar to him, and once, he also stared at the Han city like this.

Zhou Shixiang retracted his gaze and nodded slowly, 2 of the 7 Niu Lu in the city of Guangzhou were buried in the Lutou River with Ta Yinbu, and the remaining 5 were wiped out in Shenwan, and there was really not a single soldier in the city. However, strictly speaking, all the men in the city are soldiers, because the Eight Banners are a system of soldiers and people, soldiers are people, and people are soldiers, although they are counted as soldiers over 16 years old and under 60 years old, but those under 16 years old and over 60 years old are all future soldiers, former soldiers, their past, present, and future are all living for one purpose - that is, killing people.

Compassion should not be given to the butcher, and kindness should not be given to the butcher's descendants.

"Ben Shuai asks you, have those elderly Manchurian old men in the city ever killed Han Chinese?" Zhou Shixiang stared at Suna and the group of Manchurian soldiers behind him, and asked in a deep voice.

Suna hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice: "Killed." The Manchurian soldiers behind all lowered their heads and didn't dare to look at Zhou Shixiang.

Zhou Shixiang asked again: "Can they still kill people now?" ”

"It can kill."

Suna didn't dare to say no, because the Manchurian old man at the head of the city had previously proved with bows and arrows that they could still fight and kill.

Zhou Shixiang paused, raised his whip and pointed at the head of the city, and asked: "If there is no Ben Shuai, will the Manchurian boys in the city kill my Han people like their parents when they grow up?" ”

"Yes."

Sweat oozed from Suna's forehead, and the Manchurian soldiers behind him also caught the terror coming from Zhou Shixiang's words.

"In that case, then kill them all."

Zhou Shixiang put down his horsewhip, and the fate of the men in the city became a foregone conclusion at this moment.

"Suna, you and the Han army and the green battalion soldiers of Zhenghuangqi will attack the city together, after the city is broken, I will give you an hour, you can withdraw all the soldiers who surrendered to my Taiping army, and after an hour, the affairs in the city will have nothing to do with you, understand?"

"Minions understand!"

Suna "plopped" and the full soldiers fell to their knees again, tears of gratitude in fear.

"Thank you for your grace not to kill!"

"Xie Dashuai, all my family!"

“”

The soldiers were grateful from the bottom of their hearts, and they kowtowed desperately, as if not doing so could not prove their gratitude to the commander of the Taiping Army at the moment.

Zhou Shixiang was very satisfied with the performance of these Manchurian soldiers, he said calmly: "Wait for a good life to serve the commander, although you are Manchurians, but you are also a son of the commander, no matter what nationality he is, as long as he is willing to naturalize my Han family, willing to become a member of my Han family, willing to die for the Ming Dynasty, willing to die for the handsome, the handsome will be treated equally, there is no difference, you understand!" ”

"Minions understand!"

Suna took the lead in shouting, and the soldiers straightened their backs to show the marshal their loyalty and courage.

"He is prosperous in the Ming Dynasty, and you are all my Ming heroes. Now, go ahead, take down the city for me, and kill the Tartars who dare to resist the soldiers of the Great Tomorrow! ”

"Wow!"

Suna and a group of soldiers got up from the ground, and without any hesitation, they went to prepare for the siege of the city, and they wanted to offer their most loyal hearts to the Taiping army and to the Ming Dynasty. (To be continued.) )