Before Chen Shiqing recovered from the shock, he saw another soldier holding the explosive bag with his only remaining arm and jumping off the city tower.

"boom!"

Sand and stones were everywhere, blood was flying everywhere, and the Burmese army was broken. Under the suicide attack of the Qing army, they finally chose to collapse.

"Why are these Qing troops so different from the Qing troops we met before?" Chachao slapped the tree trunk and said helplessly.

"Damn, do you want to run away? No way!"

Chen Shiqing took the bow and arrow relentlessly and used his remaining little power to shoot four arrows in a row, but due to the decline in physical strength, the bow and arrow's accurate head also decreased.

Four arrows were shot out, one was killed and one was injured. In the eyes of ordinary people, this was already the level of a sharpshooter, and for Chen Shiqing, this was already an abnormal performance.

"Good fight, sir!" Aina said excitedly.

When the Burmese retreated, the Qing army used small cannons and muskets, and bows and arrows to kill many people. Today's battle was over, which was simply against the will of heaven.

To be honest, even Chen Shiqing himself did not expect that he could live one more day. Originally, under the fierce attack of the Burmese people, Shiguan was an inevitable loss. However, three consecutive Qing soldiers exchanged their lives for more lives for the remaining comrades.

"Sir, although there is still half a day left, the Burmese people were scared and exhausted. Today I think there is no war to fight." Aina said.

Chen Shiqing nodded with a smile, remembering the performance of his comrades sacrificing their lives just now. The person Chen Shiqing really wished he could die was himself. Feelings, such feelings are rare, and it is even more difficult to capture in the future generations where material desires are rampant. Unexpectedly, the first thing he felt like such feelings was to give so many good brothers' lives.

"Oh,! But they retreated, otherwise we would all die here!" Zhang Huaide collapsed weakly on the city wall, and he didn't even have the strength to go back to the room to rest. He just lay on the flesh-flying Shiguan City Wall to cultivate.

"Old Zhang, you all have injuries on your body. Go down and rest quickly. Apply some medicine and I'll be here to guard!" Chen Shiqing said.

"Nonsense! You are the young master and I am a slave. Can I go down and rest and let the young master protect me? Then the Burmese people may attack again at any time. Who will protect the young master at that time?" Zhang Huaide scolded angrily.

Chen Shiqing said with a wry smile: "I'm not useless, let them do it. I'll kill at least a hundred of them!"

"This is not a question of whether you can fight. What am I doing in Myanmar? I am here to protect the young master. The slaves dare not retreat. They will die for the Chen family even if they die." Zhang Huaide said.

Chen Youqing smiled and held back the huge pain on his body and said, "Young Master, how can we, as slaves, go down and rest? Are there any rules? Anyway, you will die if you go down and stay here, so stay here, so we won't go anywhere."

"Okay! Don't look at the fact that there is still half a day left. I promise that the Burmese people will not launch a major attack again. We can at least live one more day! Alas, it's one year in the underworld. When you talk about the brothers in the underworld, will you blame us for going too late and complaining there?" Chen Shiqing said with a smile.

"Haha, what's the point of complaining about? They can choose a good family when they go there early to reincarnate. What about us? Alas, when we are reincarnated, I wonder if the good family will ask them to choose Guangla!" Aina said with a smile.

Chen Youqing said, "Actually, I really don't care whether I can be reincarnated into a good family in the future. I hope that this battle can make a family business for my son. Master, you know that although we who do coats live a better life than ordinary people, we cannot compare with you, the Eight Banners children, the gap is too big."

"As for me, I hope that after I die, the court will give my son a thousand-president. Oh no, no, no, just give me a general position! My son is smart and has a foundation in kung fu. As long as he has the opportunity to become an official, he will definitely be able to make a fortune and give me an explanation for being a father in the future."

Seeing that Chen Youqing had begun to explain his funeral, Zhang Huaide sighed and said sadly: "I don't have the big idea of ​​you. I just hope that my baby son can live a comfortable life and join the army? Oh, forget it, we have been fighting for so many years, I don't want to fight anymore, and I don't want my son to fight anymore. If possible, I hope my son will study hard and get a fame."

Listening to Zhang Huaide's words, Chen Youqing also said with some regret: "Oh, Lao Zhang, don't talk about your precious son. I feel uncomfortable when you mention my eldest nephew. You said that this child is such a smart person, and the oldest person has passed the scholar's fame. Originally, this juren is almost certain, but this child just doesn't learn well!"

"Mr. Kangxi didn't allow him to make cannons back then. He was fine. Do you think that you were looking at the muskets and cannons every day? When fighting, who would look at your ability in the court? I think it's a pity for this kid. If he studies well, just rely on his brain. Now, should he prepare to take the Jinshi exam?"

This matter was a thorn in Zhang Huaide's heart. He usually didn't mention it at all and did not allow others to mention it. At this time, Chen Youqing said it nakedly, and Zhang Huaide's face suddenly turned dark.

Just when Zhang Huaide was trying to point at Chen Youqing and curse, he saw that Chen Shiqing had already grabbed Chen Youqing's shoulders.

"What's the matter? Tell me more clearly. Uncle Zhang's son likes to tinker with muskets and cannons?" Chen Shiqing said as if a hungry wolf was trying to eat.

Chen Youqing didn’t know what was wrong with him, so what was Haohao doing suddenly so excited?

"Yes, yes, don't you know this young master? You and that guy Zhang Yuhao are mingling with each other every day, and you love to watch him tinker with guns. When you were a child, you also liked to follow him to set off firecrackers and fireworks the most. Why did you suddenly ask this question?"

Chen Shiqing laughed and said, "Didn't you forget this for a while? Then how about Zhang Yuhao's ability to tinker with guns?"

"You really don't say that he is really capable in this regard. He can not only design, build, but also improve it. Just say that the firearm battalion we went to fight this time, and the improvement of muskets was due to his contribution. The emperor also rewarded him with 100 taels of silver. Haha, sometimes I think, it's better to let my son tinker with guns like this kid."

"There is no point in fighting? I'll live a peaceful life later. My wife and children feel comfortable on the kang!" Chen Youqing said with emotion. He has been a soldier for his whole life, and now his greatest wish is not to join the army.

"What a bullshit! When will our Qing army live a good life for craftsmen? This is why our adults help us clear the situation. For the sake of our adults, my son will not suffer the same kind of suffering as ordinary craftsmen. Otherwise, I don't know what to torture this kid now."
Chapter completed!