The Hongyi cannon is too large in size, weighs thousands of catties, can only shoot from a distance and can not shoot at close range, and because of the huge shock force when it is fired, the gun position will be offset, so every time a cannon is fired, the gunner must be reloaded, resulting in the more than ten Hongyi cannons in the east city can only intermittently suppress the follow-up soldiers and horses of the Qing army, and can not cause large-scale damage to the Qing army gathered under the city. At this moment, the Taiping army used all kinds of small cannons, including small cannons including large pole guns, to kill and injure the Qing army under the city.

Wood, gold juice, forks, swing sickles, spears, fire guns, lime, and even ropes tied to stones, or bricks that can be picked up at hand, all kinds of killing tools continue to harvest the lives of the Qing army.

Small cannons opened fire in turns, and for a time, the city was full of smoke, and there were dead people everywhere under the city, and there were screams everywhere. The ground hit by the solid cannonballs was littered with corpses, white stubble mixed with bright red flesh and blood, mixed with the dirt, which made people look horrible. In the distance, the place where the Hongyi cannon smashed down set off a large pit, and the earth was scattered and piled up on the separated corpses.

In the melee, Ma Defu, a guerrilla of the Guangdong Green Battalion, was directly hit by an iron ball and became the first Qing general to die in the Battle of Xinhui.

Ma Defu's death made the whole green camp frightened, and Lin Shanzhi also regretted it greatly, but in the eyes of Qin Guocheng, the commander of his own family, it was not a matter at all, and he only had Xinhui in his eyes! In a pile of corpses behind him, a soldier of his own family was struggling to crawl out from below, covered in blood, his braids were scattered, and on closer inspection, his entire left hand had been severed. Not far from the soldier who had lost his left hand, there was another flag soldier who was hit in the thigh by a cannon, because of excessive blood loss, his face was pale, and he struggled to get up, but he couldn't get up, so he could only crawl slowly on the ground. While climbing, I grabbed the dirt on the ground hard. The blood-soaked soil was so thin that it couldn't be borrowed, and when I grabbed it, my hands were full of blood and mud. After crawling hard for a long time, my body actually moved a little. Finally, he didn't move, but his eyes were firmly looking at the Xinhui city wall in front of him, red and red. Unspeakably horrible.

At the head of the city, the Taiping army also suffered heavy casualties, the earthquake battalion has been reduced by half, the officers have also suffered casualties, the general banner martial arts students have been killed in battle, and two other small flag officers have been killed. The bodies of the dead were being carried down by the young men, and if the Qing troops under the city could see them, they would find that these dead Taiping soldiers had a small pigtail on the back of their heads, just like them.

By the time the Taiping army captured Xinhui, except for the soldiers who had entered the camp in Luoding in the early days. Most of the soldiers who expanded in the later period did not cut their braids, and many of the soldiers were still wearing the uniforms of the Qing army's green battalion, this is not that Zhou Shixiang did not want to cut off the braid that symbolized servility for his subordinates, but there was no time to do it at all, and again, he also wanted to find an opportunity to cut the braid for the soldiers, so that they knew why they wanted to cut the braids, not simply to save their lives!

Corpses were carried by, some recognized, some not. Whether he knew them or didn't know them, Zhou Shixiang didn't look at them more, let alone make a general who loved soldiers like sons. Kneeling beside the corpse and weeping bitterly, the soldiers who were still alive were willing to die for him. He just glanced at it briefly, then turned his head away and continued to plunge into the bloody battle that was still fighting. Living or dead, a person's name is nothing but a symbol, if the city is broken. Everyone wants to die, there is nothing to be sad about, he believes that the dead will not be miserable, he is ruthless, and he also believes that the living people have the same mind as him.

Behind them is not only this Xinhui City, but also thousands of old and weak women and children

After the Taiping army entered the city, the vacant houses in Xinhui City were filled with the old and weak women and children in the rear camp, in order to unify the management, the Taiping army did not show favor to those residents in Xinhui City, but directly drove them out of the original houses and vacated the entire area for the rear camp to live in.

The newly expanded security regiment was nominally led by Song Xianggong, but it was Zhao Sihai who was actually in charge, and this security regiment was originally expanded with his public treasury army as the backbone, so naturally Zhao Sihai became the actual commander of the security regiment.

At the end of the battle of Guifeng Mountain, Zhao Sihai was shaken, he himself knew this, Song Xianggong knew it, and Zhou Shixiang knew it even more, but no one mentioned it afterwards, and no one looked down on Zhao Sihai because of this, but although no one blamed him, Zhao Sihai felt a little inferior in his heart, and he wanted to prove again that he was not a villain who was greedy for life and afraid of death, so three days ago Zhao Sihai asked Zhou Shixiang to transfer him to the front camp, instead of continuing to hide in the back camp and watch his brothers and Tartars fight to the death.

Zhou Shixiang did not agree to Zhao Sihai's request, but handed over the task of expanding the security regiment to him, and did not say a word of consolation, not even a word of comfort. But for some reason, after Zhao Sihai received this task, he never made a request to the front camp, but devoted himself to the expansion of the security regiment. He raised some of the old men of the Gongkuan Army to the position of the general flag and the small flag, and asked them to lead his members to control the streets in the city, while he himself led people to guard the county office. Zhao Sihai's move was not to protect Liao Ruixiang, but to protect the public treasury hidden in the county government, he had prepared for the worst, once the Qing army broke the city, he would be with the gold and silver treasures of the public treasury. burned, you can't take it away before you die, and you can't leave it to Tartar when you die, and it can be regarded as fulfilling the oath you made when you and Boss Hu fell on the grass on the mountain.

In the county office, Zhao Sihai led his subordinates as if facing a great enemy, outside the county office, the old and weak women and children in the back camp were trying their best to prepare equipment for the front camp to defend the city, and the men and women were struggling to transport supplies to the city, and those who could not carry it were cooking there, so that the men in the city could eat a mouthful of hot food.

The corpses carried down from the city were temporarily placed in several vacant houses on the edge of the eastern city, where dozens of elderly people were wiping the corpses one by one, and from time to time women and children stumbled into the house, and then screamed and cried, obviously, their man had changed from a large living person to a cold corpse.

"Daddy, Daddy, wake up, wake up"

"Mother, mother, don't cry, don't cry"

The child's voice made the old people's hearts ache, but they had no choice but to sigh, and people could not be resurrected after death.

"Lin Er, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, the child is still young, you still have to pull up, you can't let Lin Er go uneasy."

The old people pulled and persuaded, but they couldn't pull away the sad women

After the First World War in Deqing, Zhou Shixiang set up a medical team in the army, but it was only the prototype of military doctors, there was nothing in the medical team, some were only half-footed Langzhong who knew a few flavors of Chinese medicine, and there were dozens of sixteen-year-old girls, these girls were organized by Zhou Shixiang in the medical team to teach some simple nursing and bandaging knowledge. Now, these girls were bandaging the wounded with the simple knowledge they had learned earlier, but they had never seen so many wounded before, let alone so much blood.

Screams and vomiting rang out from time to time, but it was the girls who were frightened by the exposed intestines and severed limbs of the seriously wounded, and shouted with their hands and feet together.

The people who were military doctors were very dissatisfied with the reaction of these girls, but they didn't scold these girls except for frowning, let alone these girls, that is, they were not frightened by the scene in front of them.

"Shut up!"

In the chaos, a woman's voice came, "Give me needle and thread, gauze, quick!" ”

Lang Zhong looked at it smoothly, their faces were stunned, they recognized the woman in front of them, but it was Lin Wan'er, the daughter of Lin Wanfu, the ambassador of the treasury who was in charge of the public treasury, who often boasted in front of them.

"What is this woman coming for?"

Lang Zhong whispered, and the screaming girls were also dumbfounded, because they saw Lin Wan'er squatting next to a wounded man, stitching up his wound with stitches and threads. The wound of the wounded man was in the lower abdomen, he was shot by a bow and arrow, and the bleeding was terrible, and the wound was very close to the ** part of the wounded, but Lin Wan'er did not shy away from it, only stared intently at the needle and thread in her hand, and carefully stitched it for the wounded. (To be continued.) )xh123