The loud noise in the Qing army group in front of him did not affect Zhu Qingzheng at all, and the facts could not affect him at all. His mind was roaring, and nothing could stop him from killing the Qing army forward.

He ignored why the Qing Yao in front of him suddenly turned his eyes to him without a knife, because Zhu Qingzheng's knife was inserted into the belly of the buddy beside him, and with a roar, Zhu Qingzheng raised his left hand and poked the idiot's eye with his thumb. No one was waiting for the order, and he stabbed two spears from left to right, penetrated into Qing Yao's body.

Pushing away the head of the Qing Yao buddy who was screaming with one eye, Zhu Qing suddenly raised his hand and pressed it down, standing his whole body straight forward, and his toes straightened up, as if he was squeezing in the crowded crowd in front of the counter. He suddenly lifted his hand and reached into the wall of people's heads to grab the tight product he wanted to buy, but the knife in his hand was once again embedded in the skull of the Qing Yao's back.

But at this moment, there were hot meat and cold iron in front, and the knife could not be pulled back. Zhu Qingzheng's right hand was not a brace at all, but just instinctively pushed it hard, just like pushing a heavy grinding disc. The end of the knife hit him almost against his chest, and was fixed by two spears. The cheeks of Qing Bing, who were screaming with his eyes, suddenly half of his lips wrapped around his two teeth and sprinkled in the crowd like a broken lychee. The blade, which turned like a lever, pried open the head of the soldier in the back row with a crack, and blood and brain splashed everywhere.

Zhu Qingzheng took back the knife and barely squeezed into the enemy group from the corpse and the Qing soldiers beside him. The Qing soldiers who had just been pried open their heads disappeared, and a new face with a braid was also roaring and squeezed up.

"God!!!!" Zhu Qingzheng held the knife handle tightly with both hands, making a roar that penetrated the whole city like weeping blood. He ignored the swords, guns, swords and halberds of the Qing soldiers around him, and stabbed the completely red knife into the belly of the new face with all his strength. His shoulders were against the chest of the poor guy, and his face was covered with blood from his mouth. He roared madly, pushing forward like crazy, and the knife broke out from his back. In the blink of an eye, it seemed that a thorny flesh shield appeared on Zhu Qingzheng's shoulder. He pressed against the flesh shield and rushed towards the depths of the enemy formation.

Inspired by the commander's cry of "God" over the gap, the Taiping Army's dead soldiers also became crazy. Following the powerful and brave attack of the commander, they were like an angry lion roaring, and their long fangs bit into the body of the hyena welded by the flesh of the Qing soldiers in the gap.

He held the long sword tightly in his hands and rushed into the enemy's corpse against the enemy's corpse. Zhu Qingzheng felt like a drowning person was suffocating. His eyes were covered in blood and could not see clearly. The shouts next to him could not be heard clearly. All he could feel was the feeling of his boots pushing his comrades or the enemy's corpses forward. This felt like thunder, and every step of the impact shocked his heart.

But he kept moving forward, that's enough! Life and death? What's that?! Whocare?!

It feels so good to breathe again!

I don’t know how many rows of Qing soldiers hit, and the emptiness in front suddenly made Zhu Qingzheng, who was carrying the "thorn shield" on his shoulder and tried his best to hit him hard, staggered and almost fell to the ground.

The pressure of people queuing people suddenly disappeared!

Just like suddenly drilling into the level from the water, this emptiness brings an incomparable pleasure of breathing again.

Steadily holding his feet staggering forward, Zhu Qingzheng kicked the lower body of the corpse and supported it desperately. When the knife was pulled away, he rubbed the other person's spine with a fearful trembling feel, and jumped back into the sun. An arc-shaped blood droplet was drawn from the tip of the knife. Zhu Qingzheng stood up fearlessly with the knife, rubbing the blood all over his face with his empty hands.

My eyes opened from the red, feeling the light and cool wind.

But immediately his eyes opened like a beast, and there were still dense Qing soldiers in front of him. However, they were not the formation of crowded people standing in the gap, but there was a sparse formation in the middle of this formation that could easily be cut into people, as if there was an additional gap on the iron wall that could blow into the wind.

In the middle of the gap, a shouting Taiping Army warrior rushed forward than himself, and the hammer in his hand roared and smashed towards an enemy like a Qing soldier kneeling on the ground.

He was stunned to look at himself and the Taiping Army like a lion fangs that had penetrated through the hard skin of the hyena. His body slowly turned to kneel down, his eyes full of shock and fear. Then he turned his head to find the friendly forces scattered in dense formations around him.

But before his face could be turned, the wild hammer of the Taiping Army drew a circle from bottom to top with the rapid speed of his master's running and impact, and frantically hit the center of his face.

Suddenly, the face, nose and eyes disappeared. It suddenly became sunken like a mirror, and it didn't even scream. With a broken face, it fell out and lay horizontally on the ground, revealing the body of a small Taiping army beneath him, and his tightly clenched fist that had not been opened. There was a piece of fuse tightly clenched. It could be clearly seen that before it was extinguished, the burning fuse burned his tiger's mouth to the blood and blood.

It turned out that just now, there was a sudden loud noise among the Qing soldiers who were swarming forward and blocking the gap. The explosion caused Zhang Aisu, the leader of the Qing Qing green camp, who was commanding in the middle.

With a roar of ears, he got up and looked up. A long hair was pounced on him from his head with a squirming black smoke from his waist.

In a blink of an eye, Zhang Aisu understood what was blowing up in the middle of the team and what was emitting black smoke from his long hair. If he succeeded, what would happen in the dense team that was blocking the gap!

Not only did the guards see Zhuang Lizhong, but the first explosion opened up a circle of flesh and blood. The Qing soldiers were still confused, but when they watched the man jump down with a skeleton of black smoke, everyone knew what this meant. In the blink of an eye, everyone in the Qing soldiers behind retreated desperately with fear. The gap filled with gunpowder and flesh was immediately enlarged, leaving only Zhang Aisu who was shouting alone towards Zhuang Lizhong.

Soldiers can be afraid, but he can't!

If he takes a step back, the city will collapse!

When Lao Tian was leading the man to death with a bare-shirt with a knife, Zhang Aisu, the Green Camp manager who had just arrived from Dongcheng with Tong'an, had fought with the Taiping Army for many years. His blood was already boiling. The blood was surging, obliterating his shamelessness and despicable behavior as a Qing Dynasty opium officer, and the heroic spirit of a man that had long been missing!

Lao Tian was finished, which aroused not fear, but the sadness of his comrades suffering, but immediately turned into gritting hatred. When Tong'an sent him to block the gap, Zhang Aisu had already become a Qing man!

He didn't want to live or die! He just wanted to block the gap and kill all these damn long-haired beasts!

Even if you die, you can't let this gunpowder explode again in the Great Wall made of brothers' flesh and blood!

With just this idea, the Green Camp Train, who was in his 30s, walked towards the enemy who was flying. Facing the smoke coming from his face, the smell of blood on his nose was blowing away, and his light and fast steps brought a gust of wind!

So light and fast, this Qing dynasty who was flying to the mortal enemy was no longer the smoker who could not even open his eyelids without smoking opium, nor the vampire who was full of belly feeding people's fat and cream, and had difficulty getting up from the opium bed. He seemed to be back at the age of 17, the agile rural boy who led his cousin to wander around the mountains climbing trees and catching birds.

Like a flying ape, like a meteor, the leader of the Qing soldier who had transformed himself from a demon threw his long sword, jumped up, gently relaxed the ape's arms, and hugged Zhuang Lizhong, who was flying down, in the air.

Zhang Aisujiu's eyes sucking opium never lit up like this. He stretched out his hand in the lightning-like air, firmly holding the hissing fuse on the enemy's waist!

Gunpowder burned the skin, and the pain came from his right hand, but Zhang Aisu had only excitement, and only one thought was rumbling in her mind: "Extinguish it! Extinguish it!"

Holding the burning fuse that made me feel so painful, and using my flesh and blood to extinguish the burning fuse, Zhang Aisu and Zhuang Lizhong hugged each other and fell to the ground.

But when the commander of the gap changed from lying down to kneeling, he was shocked to find that the front line around him, which was as dense as a crowd just now, had become as thin as a cicada's wings. A ghost without braids that seemed to jump out of hell appeared in front of him! He was still rubbing blood all over his face carelessly in front of him.

What's going on?!

He looked at the brothers around him who were scattered to avoid the explosion, and he was about to burst his chest with anger. He wanted to shout at his brother, but his angry words: "Clog me!" Before he could even make it happen, he was smashed into the face by a giant hammer.

Finally, he saw the city wall behind him. He is now standing in Qingyao Shaozhou City!

Although the gap behind him was still shouting and fighting fiercely, and the screams were shocking, and the comrades there were still fighting with the Qing soldiers in the front row, he didn't even look back. Zhu Qingzheng had never planned to turn back since he rushed out of the camp today!

The Taiping Army's gap commander pointed at the braids in front of him and shouted wildly: "Kill me!"

The front-line defenders were defeated!

Tong'an, who had been supervising the battle behind, roared like a raging King Kong with a broken face in the temple. He roared like: "Press up all of me! The gap - die!! Don't throw it away!!!!!!!!!!!!"

He still didn't lose!

In the north city, Zhu Qingzheng and the others just broke into a small open space at the gap, and there were still dense Qing soldiers around them. Almost two-thirds of the defenders in the city surrounded them. As long as they were killed out, Shaozhou was still under the control of the Qing Dynasty!

But at this moment, his personal soldier pointed to the east with a crying voice and cried, "General, look at the East City!"

Tong'an looked east and was stunned for a moment in disbelief. He screamed suddenly, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground. He closed his eyes and covered his face covered with blood mud with one hand. His body swayed and was about to fall.
Chapter completed!