There was no suspense about the victory, and all the Qing army could do was to fight to the death.

Zuo Yuan's immature face revealed a madness that did not match his age, and he couldn't see the cowardice and timidity of his grandfather Zuo Liangyu and father Zuo Mengeng in the face of strong enemies, but was persistent and fearless. He was still in the period of voice change, roaring loudly, like a ghost, the long knife in his hand waved desperately, but he failed to kill a Taiping army, but was wrapped in a piece by the Qing army that could not help but retreat.

Bao Jing couldn't hold it anymore, he found that there were many familiar faces among the Taiping Kou who were shouting on the other side, he remembered that he had hunted with these people when he was outside the gate, drank wine together, and played with women, but now these people cut off the braids at the back of their heads and grew long Han hair.

Hairy thief!

Bao Jing cursed hatefully at his former colleagues who had regained their original hair ornaments, but his feet instinctively retreated out of fear.

The remnant sun is like blood, blood is better than the remnant sun, there are broken blades and broken spears everywhere, and flesh and blood are flying everywhere.

The soldiers of the South China Sea still rushed to the front, just like they did in Chaoyang City that day, picking up their swords and spears to cut down the Qing soldiers who couldn't stop retreating. Their ferocity made the Huaxian soldiers and Conghua soldiers who retreated just now ashamed of themselves, and also made Wuzhen Chaoha and the Han army frightened, and they saw the devouring gaze in the eyes of these frantically pounced Taiping soldiers, as if these people had just returned from Hell Shura City.

Zhao Ziqiang, a thousand households in the South China Sea, turned around several times and looked at the place where Zhou Shixiang was, his face was very excited, he had sold his dead power, how could he get a commander or deputy general to do it this time, and then be the same official as Huang Sicheng and Hu Mingyi. Zhou Dashuai's rewards and punishments are unknown.

Zhou Shixiang in the distance was silent, and the performance of the South China Sea soldiers was absolutely impressive, after this battle. The Nanhai soldiers can be used as the main force, even the Conghua soldiers and the Huaxian soldiers can also be directly included in the main force to build a separate town, but the sins created by these reorganized troops in Huizhou made him angry. If you let them go and reuse them, you don't know what kind of things you will do in the future.

On the one hand, it is corrupt military discipline, and on the other hand, it is the combat effectiveness that can be handled, and the trade-offs between the two make it difficult for Zhou Shixiang to make a decision. In the end, the matter was put down and dealt with after it was resolved.

"Capture Shen Yongxing alive. The official is promoted to the third level, and the reward is 1,000 taels of silver! ”

Zhou Shixiang awarded the award, and the blind Li Yiting was promoted to the third level. rewarded a thousand taels of silver, and couldn't help but be impatient, but he is now the commander of the Iron Man Guard, and the general of the Eight Classics. There is only one duty. It is the safety of the guard handsome Zhou Shixiang, so the feat of lifting the hammer on the field and acting as a hero will not be his turn.

Suna led his cavalry out again, and they rushed towards the remnants of the hundreds of Qing troops with sabers at a gallop, engulfing them like a raging tide.

The cavalry's second sortie completely shattered the last resistance of Wuzhen Chaoha and the Han army, and Bao Jing died under a Nanhai sword, and his parts fell apart, and he was killed in an instant.

"Grandpa, it's over..."

Lu Guangzu closed his eyes in pain. Suddenly, he opened his eyes violently, hugged Shen Yongxing and wanted to drag him onto the horse and flee for his life. But Shen Yongxing didn't move at all, no matter how he dragged it, he didn't move.

"Grandpa, let's go!"

Shen Yongxing's personal soldiers were very anxious, and they didn't want to die here.

"I'm not leaving... I'm not leaving..."

Shen Yongxing muttered to himself in despair, he couldn't figure out how the Taiping army, who was obviously driven to Huizhou by Prince Jian's army, could suddenly appear in Chaozhou to ambush him, they couldn't fly over with wings!

"Grandpa!"

Seeing that Shen Yongxing refused to flee for his life, Lu Guangzu didn't care about what the imperial court would do with him if he fled back, so he stomped his feet, turned over and fled in the direction of Puning. Li Tianshui, Shi Qing and others not far away had already run away, and only twenty or thirty soldiers remained by Shen Yongxing's side, most of whom were still injured.

Zuo Yuan didn't leave, and this young man didn't know where he had the courage to decide to die with Shungong, if his father and ancestor Jiuquan knew that the descendants were so heroic, I really don't know whether to feel relieved or embarrassed.

Zuo Yuan held Shen Yongxing, who was a little unable to hold on, and slowly helped him to sit on the ground, the long knife in his hand was still clenched.

"Where's my official seal?"

Shen Yongxing suddenly stretched out his hand and touched it in his arms, he had three official seals, one was the big seal of Gushan Ezhen with a white flag, one was the hereditary seal of the Duke of Xushun, and the other was the official seal of Wuzhen Chaoha. The three big seals were all carried by him, but they were not on him, but they were collected by his personal soldiers, but the personal soldiers did not know where they went, and they did not know whether they were dead or alive. Shen Yongxing was very lonely, sitting there staring blankly at the blood-stained soil.

"Grandpa, we have been wronged!"

Zuo Yuan was not convinced, lost at the hands of the Southern Barbarians, and made him uncomfortable than killing him, and he still remembered the scene when the emperor personally summoned him when he went out of Beijing, when he swore in front of the emperor to make a great triumphant, he dreamed of returning to Beijing with a military exploit. But now, he is defeated, and his life is about to be saved, at this moment, the young man's heart is indescribably desperate.

"Defeat is defeat, what is wronged!"

Shen Yongxing let out a long sigh and didn't speak again, just quietly looked at the Taiping army that was surging over with black pressure.

Your Majesty, the slave can't stand you!

A slave can only atone for his sins once he dies!

Shen Yongxing suddenly got up and pulled out his saber and wiped it at his neck.

"Grandpa!"

Zuo Yuan was startled and hurriedly went to stop him, but he was a step too late, only to see that after the blade, blood shot out like a fountain, and Shen Yongxing's body was already slowly falling.

Since ancient times, no one has died, leaving Dan to take care of his sweat.

No one knew that Shen Yongxing actually remembered Wen Tianxiang's desperate poem before he died.

Zuo Yuan was in pain, and after closing Shen Yongxing's eyes, he also pulled out his sword and committed suicide, which disappointed the South China Sea soldiers who had rushed over, but seeing that this young man was wearing a general uniform at a young age, knowing that he had a great identity, a few South China Sea soldiers rushed forward to strip Zuo Yuan's clothes naked, and the jade pendant worn by the intimate nest was snatched away by a small flag, and he was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth. Shen Yongxing's body was also searched, but nothing of value was found, so angry that the South China Sea soldiers chopped Shen Yongxing's body with knives to vent their anger.

There was no sun in sight in the west, only a red cloud as bright as blood. The sky was getting dark, and the shouts and fights that had been echoing in my ears had gradually faded away. The breeze blows, bringing the smell of the sea and the thick blood on the battlefield.

On both sides of the Xitang River, corpses are everywhere, and the smoke of gunpowder is filled.

On 19 February, Shen Yongxing, the commander of Gushan Ezhen, Xu Shungong, and Wuzhen Chaoha, died in Huilai County, Chaozhou, 45 generals and colonels such as Bao Jing and Zuo Yuan, assistant leader, were killed in battle, and only more than 100 of the 4,000 officers and soldiers of the department fled back to Puning with Lu Guangzu, the deputy commander, and the rest were all killed in battle. The Taiping army also suffered nearly 3,000 casualties in this battle, killing two members of 1,000 households, four members of 100 households, 17 people in the general banner, and several small banners.

On the 20th, Zhou Shixiang made Zhao Ziqiang, a thousand households in Nanhai, Huang Sicheng in Huaxian County, and Hu Mingyi in Xin'an Qianhu, led their troops to attack Puning County, besieged the city at noon, and sent an envoy to persuade him to surrender. Due to Zhou Shixiang's strict order, Zhao Ziqiang and other troops did not dare to kill after entering the city, and only ordered the male Ding Qingzhuang to go out of the city and join the army, with a total population of more than 14,000 people. (To be continued.) )

PS: "Tang Dynasty Hegemony"

Destroy the Southern Zhao, level the Tibetans, move the ten surnames Turkic, and collect all the land in the Great Food River.

Zhuang Haihai, went to the South Seas, controlled the passage of Liver, and expanded the Maritime Silk Road.

There are no regrets in Talas here, and Suiyang City no longer laments, only the athletes who swallow thousands of miles, the iron riders who roll up the bead curtains, and the heroic and dry clouds

The rule of the prosperous era, Lang Lang Qiankun, the country is thousands of miles, the beauty is like a song, this is my Datang!