After the Qing army's attack was repelled by the remaining soldiers of the rear camp with thunder, Zhao Hu, who had no time to take a breath, saw Zhao Sihai in front suddenly falling to the ground. He was shocked and rushed forward to see that Zhao Sihai's right leg was constantly leaking out blood.

"Baihu, you are injured!"

Zhao Sihai's wounds were covered in blood and could be seen with several lead particles embedded on them with naked eyes. Zhao Hu took a breath and tore off his sleeves to wrap Zhao Sihai, while rushing to ask someone to come and carry Zhao Sihai down.

"I'm fine, I'm going to be shot down by the gun, and my skin is damaged and I can't die."

The injury on his leg made Zhao Sihai's forehead full of sweat at this moment. He endured the huge pain and signaled that Zhao Hu would not have to ask anyone to lift him down. Then he asked him: "How are the casualties of brothers, brothers?"

When Zhao Sihai asked about the casualties, Zhao Hu's face suddenly darkened and he whispered: "Now there are more than 100 people who can move, and there are only more than 30 of our old brothers, and they all have injuries."

"There are more than one hundred left?"

Zhao Sihai sighed. The number of males in the rear camp has been fighting for more than 2,000, and there are only more than 100 people left. The battle is extremely fierce.

Seeing Zhao Sihai's expression was gloomy, Zhao Hu hurriedly comforted him, "We have suffered a lot of casualties, but the Tartars didn't get it. After rushing to us several times, we asked us to repel them. There were no less than two hundred bodies alone. We would not lose this battle. Besides, Lord Qianhu's reinforcements were coming to the mountain. Seeing the Tartars retreated just now, I guess they would not dare to fill in our people anymore, otherwise, they would have to be dumplings by Lord Qianhu!"

"You said too, the reinforcements of Lord Qianhu have not yet rushed up, but we only have more than a hundred people left. If Lord Qianhu cannot catch up, what should the Qing army rush forward again?"

Zhao Sihai was not as optimistic as Zhao Hu. He also saw that although the Qing army was at the end of its strength, the thin camel was bigger than a horse. As long as the reinforcements did not rush up the mountain for a moment, the situation in the rear camp would not be optimistic. If the Qing generals fought to the death, they would have to take down the enemy behind them first. I am afraid that more than a hundred people would not be able to support the reinforcements, and then thousands of elderly, weak, women and children in the hall would all fall into the hands of the Qing army. Most of the families of the soldiers in the front camp were in the rear camp. If their wives and children were in the Qing army, the morale of the front camp would collapse instantly and there would be no way to fight this battle.

"We still have more than a hundred brothers and four thunders. At worst, we can fight to kill all the brothers. It's going to be dawn. The Tartars are not a slaughter. They can't stand it after a night of killing. When Lord Qianhu led his army up, the Tartars would retreat even if they didn't retreat."

Zhao Hu still insisted on his own opinion. They couldn't hold on, and the Tartars couldn't hold on. After so many people died, he also tried his best. For nothing else, he would fight with the Qing army to the end. Otherwise, he would have no shame to see them!

"Tell my brothers, we must hold on anyway. What we compare with the Tartars is to live if anyone breathes more, and whoever breathes more. If there is less, we will die!"

Now he could only fight to the end. Zhao Sihai thought he had done everything he could. If God didn't let them live and couldn't wait for reinforcements to come up, there was nothing to say. He gritted his teeth and stood up. The injuries on his legs made his legs shaking involuntarily. Just as he was about to discuss with Duke Xiang Song to see if he could organize some women to come up, someone in front shouted: "Qinggou is coming up again!"

When they heard that the Qing army was coming up again, the exhausted soldiers of the rear camp got up from the ground one after another. Although they were so tired that they could not walk, they still gritted their teeth and stood at their posts. Many people would turn their heads inadvertently when standing on the defense line, and their eyes were filled with concern and resoluteness.

Zhao Sihai also walked over with Zhao Hu's support. Sure enough, the Qing army came to the hall in the whole team again, but this time was different from the previous few times. The Qing army seemed to have all pressed up and never left any further moves. The flag soldiers who had fired muskets during the two attacks also abandoned the muskets, and everyone held a big knife in their hands.

It seems that the Qing army is going to have a last try!

Zhao Sihai narrowed his eyes and his heart jumped wildly: Hold on to this time, live; can't hold on to death!

Seeing that it was quiet around, Zhao Hu couldn't help but wave his knife and scolded: "Damn, kill one enough money, kill two to earn one, and let me and Qinggou have a passion today! Brothers, if I, Zhao Hu, walk ahead, remember it during the holidays in the future, and burn some paper money for me, so as to save me from being happy! "

After hearing Zhao Hu's words, a middle-aged Ku army in his forties raised the knife in his hand and shouted at everyone: "After drinking Mengpo soup, I will reincarnate in the next life and make a rebellion from the Tartars. I don't believe it anymore. This dog Tartars can occupy the territory of our Han people!"

"The brothers in the front camp are rushing up the mountain to the death. The brothers in the back camp are not raised by the stepmothers. They are all cheered up, call them Qinggou, call them brothers in the front camp to see, the old men in the back camp also have birds!"

“….”

Listening to the bold words of the remaining soldiers, security team members and the Ku army, Zhao Sihai was so heartbroken that these men said heroically, but they were indignant. Obviously, everyone realized that this was the last attempt of the Qing army and their last attempt.

"Brothers, fight with Qinggou!"

"I've fought with Qinggou!"

.........

"Dog Tartar, dare to block your Ge Ye's path. Let me see how I cut off your head! Brothers from the Zhenlu camp, kill me!"

Ge Zheng, with red eyes, was the first to break through the Qing army defense line in front of Guifeng Pavilion. In the fearful eyes of the Qing army on the opposite side, he waved his long sword and rushed towards them. Behind him were more than two hundred sharp spears.

At the third hour of Mao, the Zhenlu camp, which paid half of the casualties in the entire camp, finally repelled the Qing army in front of him and rushed to Guifeng Pavilion first. At the same time, Shao Jiugong's Xiongwei camp also attacked the top of the mountain. Under the fierce offensive of the Taiping Army's front camp, the Qing army could not reach it, and went from fighting and retreating to an unorderly retreat.

Seeing that Zheng Wansan could not resist the attack of the Taiping Army, he saw that more and more Taiping Army attacking the mountain, but the general was delaying in sending reinforcements, and left dozens of troops who were still resisting and turned around and fled. Zheng Wansan's escape instantly caused the Qing army to collapse collectively. Lin Youxian, who was still trying to gather the remaining soldiers on the other side, could only lead his troops to escape when he saw this.

During the fleeing process, the Qing army was really unable to run away and surrendered to the Taiping Army. The Taiping Army, who was determined to rescue the rear camp, did not care about escorting the surrendered soldiers, and under the command of Ge Zheng and Shao Jiugong, crossed Guifeng Pavilion and rushed to the center of Yutai Temple.

Wu Jinzhong, who was concentrating all his troops for the last fight, heard that Zheng Wansan and the others did not defend Guifeng Pavilion. After the bandit brigade had rushed up the mountain, he was immediately shocked by the combat effectiveness of the bandits. In desperation, he urgently dispatched Lu Yongxiang to lead his personal troops to rush to suppress the defeated soldiers and organize resistance. He issued a death order to Lu Yongxiang: The bandits must not rush to the Daxiong Palace, otherwise the side will lose their merits.

When Lu Yongxiang led his troops to the Qianshou Hall, he met Zheng Wansan and Lin Youxian who were fleeing in panic. Seeing Zheng Wansan running in front, Lu Yongxiang pulled out his waist knife without saying a word. Under Zheng Wansan's shocked gaze, he cut off Zheng Wansan's neck with one knife.

"Those who are good at retreating will kill you!"

After beheading Zheng Wansan, Lu Yongxiang's personal troops killed several more battalions, which shocked the rest of the deserters and Lin Youxian.

"The General has an order. Those who retreat with no means can kill me and I will go back!"

Lu Yongxiang roared, kicking several frightened soldiers, forcing them to turn around. Under the threat of the personal soldiers and Lu Yongxiang, Lin Youxian had to lead these defeated soldiers to turn around again, and ended up colliding with the oncoming Taiping Army Zhenlu Battalion.

The defeated soldiers and the green camp soldiers who had no fighting spirit were instantly stabbed to death by a spear. The rest of the soldiers no longer cared about the suppression of their personal soldiers and scattered. Seeing that the situation was irreversible, Lin Youxian pretended to be dead while the people were not paying attention.

Lu Yongxiang was a hard-core brother of Wu Jinzhong in the rebellion army. His personal soldiers were all old soldiers who had fought for seven or eight years. Although there were only dozens of people, they were not afraid of the enemy camp. When the swords were connected, the two sides fought together, and the swords rose and spears fell, and from time to time, people screamed and fell to the ground.

Zhenlu Battalion marched rapidly for several days, but it was already out of reach when it rushed to Guifeng Mountain. After bloody battles, it rushed to the top of the mountain at the cost of nearly half of the casualties. At this moment, it was difficult to avoid being able to encounter a strong enemy. Fortunately, Xiongwei Battalion arrived in time. Relying on its strong military strength, it forced Lu Yongxiang's troops to retreat. Even so, the fierce Lu Yongxiang still gritted his teeth and tried to buy time for the Qing army in Daxiong Palace.

Lu Yongxiang's ferocity aroused Ge Zheng, who was also fierce, and he held a long sword and rushed towards him.

"kill!"

Ge Zheng roared and slashed away with a long sword. Lu Yongxiang was not willing to be outdone, but also shouted loudly and came forward without fear.

"clang!"

The two swords were slashing each other, and both of them retreated. Before Ge Zheng could swing the sword again, Lu Yongxiang abandoned him and led more than a dozen remaining personal soldiers to the Qianshoutang.

Ge Zheng was surprised and looked back, but laughed loudly. It turned out that Tieyi led the camp to arrive. The soldiers in the camp in front of him were holding muskets, pointing the black muzzle in front, and anyone who saw it was about to run away.

After Lu Yongxiang fled to Daxiong Hall, Wu Jinzhong knew that the situation was going to go. Although Su Xianting's flag soldiers had already broken through a gap in Daxiong Hall, the bandits had already arrived at Qianshou Hall and would rush over at any time. At this time, the thieves in the hall were no longer important. Even if he rushed in, the bandits would follow him immediately. In order to avoid the entire army being wiped out, he immediately made a decision and immediately ordered all the troops to gather to break through the mountain.

The Qing army, who was overjoyed to break through the thief's entrance, was stunned when they heard the order. When they heard the thief's shouting from the direction of Qianshoutang, they immediately understood: The thieves at the foot of the mountain are coming up, and if they don't leave, they won't be able to leave!

Wu Jinzhong's order was that the whole army gathered to break through together, but Su Xianting did not obey this order, but instead took his flag soldiers to the back mountain to escape first. He would not be foolish in breaking through the front. The path in the back mountain is a ready-made escape route!

After learning that Su Xianting led his people to the back mountain, Wu Jinzhong was so angry that he cursed that the path could only accommodate one person at a time. Su Xianting only cares about his own escape and no matter how hard everyone is!

As soon as the Han army flag ran, the green camp soldiers were unaware of the situation, and some of them followed the back mountain, but they didn't know that the back mountain path could not allow them to go down the mountain. As a result, these battalions who didn't know the situation ran with the Han army flag, and the other battalions ran around indiscriminately. In the end, Wu Jinzhong had to gather less than 300 people in his hands. After this, he had no choice but to lead the remaining soldiers to escape to Qianshantang, trying to take advantage of the terrain of the bandits' brigade's unintelligible temple to find an opportunity to go down the mountain.
Chapter completed!