Zhou Shixiang's appearance caused a sudden silence over the venue, and the occasional baby's cry was also covered by the frightened mother in time.

In the crowd, there are admiring eyes, fearful eyes, blank eyes, and hateful eyes.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, Zhou Shixiang stepped onto the high platform, looked around, and couldn't help but pause in the direction of the ruined home.

The sadness passed, and then he turned his head, and there was only resoluteness in his eyes.

"I am here to convene you today, and I don't want to say that everyone should know."

Without any official tone or nonsense, Zhou Shixiang went straight to the point and said loudly: "Recently, rumors have spread in the city, saying that I, Zhou Shixiang, dislike the old and weak women and children in the back camp are burdensome, and I want to break through with those who can still move, abandon the burden in the city, and let the Qing demon slaughter!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the venue was in an uproar, and the timid people in front of them even howled in fright, and they cried, and other people who didn't understand the situation also cried, even the sergeants of the five battalions also cried angrily, and the situation was about to get worse, and Song Xianggong was so anxious that his heart trembled.

In fact, there were thousands of soldiers and civilians at the venue, and there was no loudspeaker in this era, even if Zhou Shixiang's voice was loud, it was only the people in front who could hear it clearly, and most of the people in the back could not hear it. Those who didn't hear clearly were all watching the movement in front of them, the people in front were crying, they were crying, and the people in front were shouting, and they were shouting, but they didn't know what the Senhu adults on the stage were talking about.

The scene showed signs of getting out of control, the old and weak women and children were fine, and there was nothing to do, but once the soldiers of the five battalions were about to make trouble, it would be a disaster.

Song Xianggong, who was in a hurry, didn't know why Zhou Shixiang wanted to speak like this, and deliberately stopped there to let the crowd get out of control, at this time he could only think about quickly extinguishing the fire and suppressing the commotion of the crowd. Otherwise, this civil-military conference would be the funeral of everyone in Xinhui City.

Song Xianggong was just about to order the officers of each battalion to suppress the soldiers under him, but when he saw Zhou Shixiang raise his hand to stop him, he was stunned, and then he found that although some soldiers in the five battalions were infected by the crying of the old and weak women and children in the rear battalion and shouted in a commotion, most of the soldiers in each battalion were still standing there quietly, and there was no scene of mass trouble.

Slightly stunned, and then looking at the expressions of the hundreds of households in each battalion, the hundreds of households, and the general flags, Song Xianggong understood that it seemed that Zhou Shixiang had already explained to the officers before, and he was mentally prepared for what would happen. There is also a disposal plan, otherwise it would not be so quiet. The commotion of the few soldiers was apparently expected, and was quickly contained by their respective bannermen, and did not lead to a larger commotion.

Compared with Zhou Shixiang's arrangement in the five camps, Song Xianggong was secretly ashamed, and the rear camp was really a mess now

Zhou Shixiang let the old and weak women and children in the venue mess up, and he just stood there looking at them (her) in the audience.

I don't know when, Xu found that the soldiers were silent, and the noise of the campers and those Xinhui people who had not yet entered the camp stopped abruptly. Everyone's eyes once again turned to the high platform in confusion, and fell on Zhou Shixiang, who was immovable.

"Scared?"

Looking at the old men, women and children with colorless faces, Zhou Shixiang smiled sadly, "I know you are afraid. Women and children are afraid of being abandoned, afraid of being killed by Qing demons, and men are afraid that they will not be able to protect their mothers-in-law and children, and they will not be able to protect their fathers and mothers. I'm afraid that I, Zhou Shixiang, will really abandon everyone! But is it possible! ”

His voice rose sharply, almost hoarse, "Some people in the army know. Some people don't know, here, I calmly tell everyone that I, Zhou Shixiang, used to be a powerless showman, and my home is in this Xinhui City, there! ”

After speaking, Zhou Shixiang's right hand pointed sharply in the direction of the ruined home, with a strange smile on his face that made people feel terrible when they looked at it, his voice was obviously trembling, and he turned around again, this time he pointed out of the east city.

"Outside the city, there is a tomb that I built for my father, my wife, and my son, and there is nothing in that tomb, nothing, nothing!"

Even said three "nothing", Zhou Shixiang did not hide the pain in his heart, and the sadness was unforgettable on his face.

He suddenly knelt on the stage with a "plop", kowtowed to the empty east, and then stood up in the astonishment and horror of countless people, and continued to tell his story. This time, his voice was no longer trembling, and his expression was no longer so eerie, but calm.

"Perhaps, the Xinhui people present have more or less heard about my Zhou Xiucai, yes, on the day of the Cold Food Festival, I knelt in front of the Qing Demon Ginseng General You Yunlong, and I was worshipping him at that time! Why do I worship him? ”

As if he was telling someone else's story, Zhou Shixiang's tone did not have any emotional fluctuations, and he was only saying it in the most normal tone.

"Because my father, mother, wife and children are all in the belly of the Qing Demon, I don't know which Qing Demon harmed my family, I only go to worship their general, only in this way, I will feel at ease. The Cold Food Festival is the great sacrifice of our Han people, that day every family has to go to the grave, burn some paper money for the deceased relatives, and send the sorrow of the living, but I have nowhere to worship, there is nothing in the tomb, I went to worship the Qing demon general, and then, I used the kitchen knife hidden in my sleeve to cut the neck of the Qing general, and watched his head roll from the neck to the ground! ”

When the crowd heard this, some people couldn't help but scream, and many people let out a cry of surprise, but more of them were silent.

Zhou Shixiang was also silent, he was trying to calm his emotions, and in his sight, he suddenly saw a familiar figure on the side of the medical camp, and the figure had been looking at him quietly, as if there were tears in his eyes.

Wan'er girl?

Since the death of his father, mother, wife and children, Zhou Shixiang has never been soft-hearted, but for some reason, when he saw Lin Wan'er, his heart seemed to be pricked by a needle, so uncomfortable.

Sighing secretly, Zhou Shixiang slowly looked around, still saying in a calm tone, "I hate, I hate myself for being cowardly, I hate myself for not being able to protect my relatives, I hate myself for not being a man, I hate myself for being cowardly that day!" ”

When he said this, his tone changed and became agitated, and he no longer spoke, but roared:

"But today, I will not shrink back, and I will not forsake any of you when the sky falls, and I will not allow the tragedy that has happened to me to happen to you again! I swear to you that as long as I live for one day, I will never abandon you! You are the foundation of my Taiping Army and the future of my Taiping Army! (To be continued.) )