Wu Mazi really wanted his subordinates to know his name, because since he fell into the grass, the name "Wu Yishui" was no longer known. To this day, except for a limited number of old brothers, there are very few people who know the name Wu Yishui.

Wu Yishui is used to becoming Wu Mazi, and Wu Mazi is also used to becoming Mazi. When he was in Daqiao Mountain, Wu Mazi was a very low-key person, so low-key that Zhou Shi was not impressed by him, and he always thought that he died in battle. If it weren't for Ge Yi talking to Zhou Shixiang about his former brothers once, I'm afraid that Wu Mazi would really not be known to Zhou Shixiang.

Now, this bandit man, who was almost forgotten by Zhou Shixiang, is about to lead his only remaining three or four hundred subordinates to fight the Qing army in a final battle. At this moment, Wu Mazi hoped that his subordinates would know his name.

"The brothers fought this battle happily, and now they are dead, and there is nothing to regret, and there is a handsome man in the family to take care of them, and there is nothing that cannot be let go. At the moment of joining the Taiping Army, none of the brothers was ready to die. In these years, those who eat knife food will not live long. Even if you want to live, you have to fuck see if God gives you a way to live. ”

Guo Kui, a Qianhu who was born in the Guangdong Anti-Qing Righteous Division, is actually a showman, and in addition to the handsome Zhou Shixiang in the old four towns, he is the only officer from a show. Like Zhou Shixiang, Guo Xiucai doesn't look like a showman. Perennial fighting, staying with the big-headed soldiers all the year round, even the master of Jinshi is full of blood, even if it is the champion of the prince, I am afraid that he has to hang a three-character scripture every day. Back then, the Yuan Inspector of the Chongzhen Dynasty was not just scolding his mother at the exit. Whoever reads or reads, if you stay in the barracks for a long time, you will naturally have a big temper and a violent personality.

Guo Kui is a Xiucai, but he has never had the word retreat in his dictionary, nor has he been afraid. He wants revenge, and in the Taiping Army, Zhou Shixiang is not the only one who has lost his parents, wife and children. Under the hatred of the family and the country, there are many who are willing to endure it without blood, and there will be no fewer people who have the blood to fight up.

"My lord, the brothers can still do it, and they can still follow you!"

Guo Kui led his subordinates to gather around Wu Mazi, and looked at the slope with resolute eyes, there was no fear in his eyes, on the contrary, there was expectation.

"If Lao Tzu doesn't die, he will lead you to do it, and pull you down to death."

Wu Mazi nodded, and said to the subordinates who gathered with all kinds of weapons: "Brothers, we have done our best, this battle is really going to be lost, I can't complain about any of you." When the Qing army comes up, I'm afraid that many of you will fall, but don't worry, this official will fight you until the last moment. ”

The three or four hundred soldiers covered in blood did not speak, but looked at Wu Mazi silently. In a moment, a voice sounded: "My lord, I am not afraid of death!" I joined the Taiping Army that day just to have something to eat. Later, the marshal told us that we are Han Chinese, so our Taiping army is not fighting for food, but for the whole Han people in the world to not be enslaved by Manchurian aliens. If we don't resist, we Han people will be finished, so we have to fight like a man, even if we die, we have to fall on the way forward, not on the way back. ”

"I came to be a soldier, my whole family supported me, the Taiping army came to our village, gave my family a share of land, and my family was taken care of when I joined the army. There are two brothers below me, and one of me died, and the Wang family's incense is still continued. A young soldier with two severed fingers on his left hand smiled wriekingly.

One of the soldiers hesitated, but finally mustered up the courage to ask in a loud voice: "My lord, if we die, will the commander return our corpses to our homeland and to our relatives?" I am from Guangdong, and I am afraid of being a lonely ghost in Guangxi. My family's ancestral graves are buried in the east of the village, and my father is also buried there, I can't accompany him to the old man's house before my death, and after I die, I always have to bury him next to his grave and take care of him day and night. ”

This question seems to have asked the hearts of many people, the Han people pay attention to the return of leaves to their roots, and pay attention to being buried on the side of the ancestors' graves after death, which is the people's sentiment of a nation, and it is also a kind of inheritance. The Han people value blood inheritance, family inheritance, and national inheritance. Filial piety is one of the cores of this lineage.

"Don't worry, even if I die, Dashuai will definitely send us back to our hometown! Not only you, but every brother who fell here can return to their hometown! I, Wu Yishui, promise you that no one in my Fourth Town A Brigade will become a lonely ghost! ”

Wu Mazi's expression was moved, he thought of his hometown, and thought of his hometown that had long been empty. After he dies, will the soul be able to return home?

"Well, I'll die with the adults!" The soldier who asked the question smiled miserably, turned to his companions and said: "We all came out of the same place, so many brothers have died, and the rest of us are embarrassed to go back alone, since we have someone to take care of the affairs after our death, let's all die in this battle, there is nothing to regret." ”

A soldier shook his head with a wry smile: "Even if I survive, I don't have the face to go back to my hometown." The pillars and their fathers and mothers asked, what do you want me to say? ”

When the companions around him heard this, their noses were sore, and they were in indescribable pain. There are more than 20 people from a village, and now there are only six left, and no one can feel comfortable with this matter.

A soldier who was hit by an arrow in his left leg laughed, raised the spear in his hand into the air, and shouted: "My whole family was slaughtered by the Qing army, and I joined the army in order to avenge my father and sister. Brothers, don't say anything, just say a word, and die with the general! ”

"I want to die with the general!"

The three or four hundred soldiers of the Taiping Army roared from the bottom of their hearts, and not a single one flinched, and none of them hesitated. At this moment, dying together is the only option they can make.

"I want to die with the general!"

Guo Kui's voice was equally powerful.

Then let's die together!

Wu Mazi took a breath, slowly lifted the long knife that had been cut into many holes into the air, and pointed at the Qing soldiers who rushed up like a tide down the slope.

"Kill!"

As Wu Mazi's long knife fell, the sound of shouting and killing sounded again on Xiaobei Mountain. And in a place only seven or eight miles away from here, half an hour ago, more than 2,000 soldiers of the Qi family army lined up in a neat queue, holding wolf xian, fire guns, and short knives, and slowly stepped towards the Qing army on the opposite side under the guidance of the big banner of the word "Qi" and the town flag. With a sound of orders and drums, a large formation of more than 2,000 soldiers stopped at a distance of about two miles from the Qing army

The above is to make up for yesterday, now when you go out to eat, you may have to drink a little wine. But there is an update when I come back, and it is today's two more. The other five chapters owed will be made up in these two or three days. (To be continued.) )