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Chapter 33

Chen Xingzu's cavalry had just rushed out of the East Village gate in a hurry, and there was a shocking shout of killing sound coming from the face, which was so shocking that he almost fell off his horse's back. Looking around, countless Taiping cavalry were surrounding like a tide.

This is the 1,500 elite cavalry led by Zeng Shuiyuan, the chief prime minister of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom. They have been waiting here for a long time. Now, it is no longer a matter of waiting for work. The fierce battle in the camp has aroused their strong desire to fight. Faced with the remnants of the Qing Yao, everyone is scrambling to show their might, fearing that the iron spear in their hands and the big sword will pass away.

There was blockage in front and pursuers behind. The Qing soldiers lost all their fighting spirit. The more than 200 horse teams instantly turned into a pile of loose sand running around. Chen Xingzu gritted his teeth and rushed forward a few steps. Before the sword could be raised, he was chopped off the horse by a burst of random knives.

The chaotic battlefield soon became quiet, and several groups of people gathered in one place, and the rest was to clean the battlefield.

Lin Haifeng also entered the camp from the west gate surrounded by the guards. He got off his mount, greeting the soldiers while looking for Chen Yucheng and Zeng Shuiyuan.

When he saw His Highness An, Zeng Shuiyuan couldn't tell whether he was happy or envious. He pointed to Chen Yucheng beside him and smacked his lips, "Your Highness, their Red Army muskets are powerful. This battle was fought too quickly, and the brothers said they were not satisfied."

"Don't be anxious, you will be equipped with better weapons later." Lin Haifeng nodded with a smile and asked Chen Yucheng and Zeng Shuiyuan with concern, "Do you have any casualties, brothers?"

"We haven't had time to count it yet, but I think there are few casualties. The Qing Yao who rushed out of the east gate no longer had any fighting spirit. When they meet them, they are no different from catching a little chicken." Zeng Shuiyuan raised the whip in his hand and smiled with a happier smile.

"That's good, weapons and equipment are all trivial matters, but excellent soldiers are our greatest capital. Not only do we have to win battles, but we also need to minimize casualties as much as possible." Lin Haifeng said, turning his eyes to Chen Yucheng.

"Your Highness, we two have more than a dozen injured, and they are not very serious. In addition," Looking at King An's anxious eyes, Chen Yucheng lowered his head, "A brother died in battle!" He simply reported on the brother's situation and his death in battle.

"What a hero!" Lin Haifeng felt his eyes twitching, "I'm only sixteen years old, and I'm still a child by my parents."

"What is his name? Where is his parents?" Zeng Shuiyuan looked at Chen Yucheng and asked with concern, "We cannot forget his family for such good brothers."

Chen Yucheng shook his head gently, "Is he an orphan, or is our holy soldier who followed him when he fought Changsha. He didn't even have a serious name before. His Highness Wing King gave him the name "Shi Tian"."

"Shitian, Shipo shocked the sky." Lin Haifeng murmured in a low voice, looking up at the misty night sky, "I want to arrange a grand funeral for him, and I also have to teach the brigade. No, I want to promote his spirit in the entire army!"

"Bang!" A crisp gunshot suddenly sounded in the distance, and then it was connected into pieces.

"It was Shi Zhenji and the others who fought with Qing Yao." Chen Yucheng turned his head and looked at the direction of the gunshot and smiled.

"Don't care about him," Lin Haifeng waved his hand, "Prime Minister Zeng, your troops are responsible for cleaning the battlefield. They are temporarily stationed here. I think this camp is built quite well." As he said that, he pulled Chen Yucheng up, "Let's go, let's settle the people first, and then go back to the city to sleep."

When Shi Zhenji shot down the Qing demon, who was led by the horse, followed by more than 60 muzzles. He was moving forward quickly, intending to go to Chen Xingzu's camp to find out the final Qing army. The people who were beaten immediately turned over and became in chaos.

The commander of the army gathered up the good people and didn't know what to do for a moment. He never thought that this small village, which was originally the outpost of Deputy General Chen, had become a long-haired fortress. Moreover, it was obvious that he had encountered a long-haired foreign gun team, and it would be absolutely impossible to ignore it. In that way, he would be chased by others and hit the butt. He would be attacked hard? He looked at the dozen brothers who fell down just now, and there were many wounded soldiers who were moaning in pain, and he had no confidence in his heart. He listened to the silent direction of Deputy General Chen's camp, and thought about the strict orders of the general before leaving. After thinking about it, he could only grit his teeth and fight the long hair in front of him.

He summoned several team officials and looked at them with dissatisfaction, "What are you afraid of? The number of hairy people in front of you will not be too many, otherwise they would have rushed out. You guys will lead our team to fight from three directions together to wipe them out."

Before these team officials could express their opinions, suddenly, a burst of gunfire that was even more violent than before crackled behind them.

Maybe he was shocked at the beginning, but now when he heard the sound of the deafening gun that could not be distinguished, some soldiers simply ran to the future with no chance. After finally organizing the team, they immediately fell into extreme chaos again.

At this time, there was only one way to choose the command of the troops. He suddenly turned his horse's head, and he didn't even have time to withdraw the order, so he leaned on the horse's back and ran towards the camp.

Hundreds of war horses flipped open their four hooves, raised a piece of smoke and dust, and disappeared into the vast dark night in an instant. What remained was the still crackling sound and the shrill wail of the abandoned wounded soldiers.

On the ground, Shi Zhenji was very happy. He blew the gun of his short gun and ordered Liu Mingyuan to take people down to clean up the demons. Well, he also called back the brothers who set off firecrackers in the woods ahead and took medicine according to the prescription. This battle was interesting, and the trouble was solved. He remembered what His Highness An said before the trip, "Sparrow War" is called "Sparrow War". Haha, the sparrows chirping on the trees do not have such a powerful cry. General Ma, General Ma, from tonight, I Shi Zhenji is your nemesis. If you don't leave for a day, I will make you unable to sleep well for a day.

Not only could Ma Tianbao not sleep well, but he couldn't sleep at all. After sending a battalion of cavalry to Chen Xingzu's camp, he still felt uneasy, so he ordered another battalion of infantry and then responded. There was a faint sound of gunfire in the north, and his heart was pulled. The gunfire gradually became silent, and he seemed to have fallen into an ice hole. There were muskets in the long-haired army, which everyone knew. From Guangxi to Jinling, the officers and soldiers had often given such gifts to others. But he was still a little confused when he could gather so many muskets to deal with him.

When another clearer gunfire sounded, he couldn't sit still. He didn't have to guess that it must be that the troops sent just now had encountered obstacles.
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