"This is Song Luoyi, who brought it from his hometown. He is still a bit close to him. His uncle is his sixth uncle. ⊙, after Luo Ding followed Qianhu, he asked him to take a flag head and pointed at him to make some contributions to bring it up. This kid is also very determined. Gao Yao killed four levels in one battle, but he did not embarrass him. Later, Qianhu consolidated his army, and then he shamed him for a general flag, and Qianhu also gave him a face... Alas, I didn't expect that he died in the city today..."

"The one who ejaculated with his eyes was Chen Jinbiao, who was also from his hometown. His parents died in Nanchang in the third year of Yongli. He was the only son of his family. I looked at him pitiful and thought of being a family member, so I took him out to eat military food. I thought about leaving someone for the Chen family. But I didn't think... Alas, this time the Chen family was absent, I really don't know what the two elders of the Chen family felt under the fountain."

"Hu Si was a personal soldier of Kong Guozhi back then. Later, Chaoshan divided the troops and came to Luo Ding with Kong Guoliang. When Qianhu broke the city, he would have surrendered with the flag. This guy had no ability, but he could drink alcohol. He could not drink both flags."

"This is Wang Hailong, who has good water quality. If you pierce down, you can swim for dozens of meters. You are the most watery among our Jiangxi people."

"This is Chen Erniu..."

Walking past the corpses placed on the ground, Shao Jiugong kept explaining to Zhou Shixiang every person he knew.

Whenever he talks about a person's name, Shao Jiugong's eyes will turn red. After that, he is already choked up. So many familiar people die in front of him, and many of them are from his hometown. No matter how many people die, no matter how hard they see, they are hard-hearted, they can't help but feel sad.

The officers and soldiers from the Jiangxi Green Camp who followed Shao Jiugong were also from tears. Every corpse on the ground was their companion during their lifetime and their cousins ​​who met day and night.

There is an agreement between them, that is, to return to their hometown alive. Now, fewer and fewer people can fulfill this agreement.

To this day, there are only 29 Jiangxi Green Camp soldiers who surrendered with Shao Jiugong in Luoding that day, and most of them will be buried in this foreign land forever.

………

Zhou Shixiang's face was always tense. Whenever Shao Jiugong said a name, he would stop and stare at the lifeless face for a moment. Some of them knew them. Some were not familiar with them, but he knew that these people had been through life and death with him. Although they had too many sins in the past, today they were a member of the Taiping Army, a subordinate of Zhou Shixiang, and a warrior who fought against foreign races. No matter how great their sins were, they would be destroyed at this moment and no one could blame them!

A cold body lying quietly in front of his eyes, Zhou Shixiang could not stand still. But he did not express the sadness on his face like Shao Jiugong, but silently pressed it in his heart and endured the indescribable pain alone.

That taste is very uncomfortable.

Zhou Shixiang knew that he had experienced it and felt it more painful than this.

The blood feud of the country, and the death of his parents, wife and children will never open his heart easily to others, nor will he express the sorrow in his heart in others' words. Now Zhou Shixiang no longer has the qualification to be pretentious. Whether it is the death of his parents, wife, children, or subordinates and companions, he will no longer cry easily. His heart is already dead. Only a huge amount of hatred remains in his voice!

………

Step by step, he walked forward slowly, and passed the cold corpses and reached the end. Zhou Shixiang stopped and turned around again, there was no previous sadness in his eyes. Instead, he was resolute.

Shao Jiugong stopped sobbing, and suppressed his sadness and waved his hands to his subordinates behind him. Suddenly, a soldier stepped forward to carry the bodies of the comrades who died in battle one by one to prepare to bury them.

Previously, at the request of Shao Jiugong, Zhou Shi agreed that the Jiangxi soldiers who died in battle would be buried by him.

There was no special cemetery selected. There was no even a monument engraved by someone.

Since the war has reached the present, no one knows whether Xinhui City can be defended. When will the Qing army, who was crazy and forced to attack the city without regard for casualties, could not hold on to withdraw its troops?

Everyone has made the worst plan. The purpose of not erecting a monument is to not want these dead brothers to be at peace after the city is broken.

No one believes that those Qing soldiers who suffered huge casualties would not vent their hatred with the dead Taiping Army's bodies after entering the city.

Not erecting a tombstone may be the best choice. If a person has passed away, let the deceased rest in peace underground and no longer be tortured by people in the world.

The bodies were moved together by the living people. A large pit had already been dug there, and the edges of the pit were filled with soil.

Several injured Jiangxi soldiers supported each other and knelt in front of the pit, stacked yellow paper one by one, and then threw them into the brazier one by one.

"Let's go on the road, cousin, make a companion on the road to the underworld, don't get separated!"

"Get more money, you can pay for the road on the road. In the next life, you can carry a good family. Don't eat this knife-black food again!"

“….”

As they cried, the soldiers who moved the corpse gently moved the corpse into the pit, without saying a word from beginning to end, and their movements were extremely gentle, for fear of exerting too much force to tear the corpse's body that had been fuzzy by the sword.

The corpse that was carried into the pit was three headless corpses. Their heads were cut off by the Qing soldiers who climbed up to the city. I don’t know where to fall. I can only roughly judge who they are based on their body shape.

Zhou Shixiang stood by the pit and kept watching.

Finally, the last corpse was gently placed in. Jiangxi soldiers holding shovels on both sides were preparing to bury mud. Suddenly, Shao Jiugong shouted: "Wait a minute!"

The sudden call of stopping made the Jiangxi soldiers stunned for a moment, and looked at Shao Jiugong in confusion.

Zhou Shixiang was also stunned.

"This brother's clothes are so wet. They are very wet when worn on their bodies, uncomfortable, uncomfortable... I'll change them, change them..."

Shao Jiugong murmured and jumped into the pit and took off the top military uniform without a corpse. The military uniform had been soaked in blood. From a distance, it seemed that this person was in blood.

Seeing this, Zhou Shixiang couldn't help but sigh, feeling extremely guilty. Due to the conditions in the city, he could not put on clean shrouds for these subordinates who died in battle.

After Shao Jiugong took off his bloody clothes, Zhou Shixiang's pupils suddenly magnified because he clearly saw five distinct words engraved behind the corpse, "Shunzhi is a dog."

Shao Jiugong stood up and waved to a small flag beside the pit, wanting to ask him to find a clean dress.

Seeing this, Zhou Shixiang signaled that the little flag would not need to be found. He stepped forward and walked into the pit and squatted down, then unbuttoned the buttons of his robe.

Shao Jiugong said in a lost voice: "Thousands of households!"
Chapter completed!