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Chapter 469 The Saint Confucius is showing, Hong Xiuquan is a gun! (Seeking, seeking votes)

Chapter 471: Saint Kong has appeared, Hong Xiuquan has been shot! (Please order, please vote)

Zeng Guoquan stood in front of the artillery position that was being arranged, his fist was as if he wanted to squeeze out the air and his palms were covered with sweat. The gray and white smoke in front of him was covered with smoke. The Taiping Army could not see clearly, and the Qing Army was also blind, which was no different from blindness when they opened their eyes.

This time, Zeng Guoquan was entrusted by his brother Zeng Jia, a different surname, with an important task, to unify the command of dozens of cannons in the Hunan Army battalions on the right wing of the front. He was now feeling like a anxious gambler!

But is Hong Xiuquan at the range? Have you been using oil on your feet long ago and running out of sight? Is that the eye-catching sedan chair sitting in himself? Zeng Guoquan had no idea at all, just like he was stroking in the dark night.

This is not a battle, it is clearly a big bet! He used the lives of hundreds of Hunan Army artillery and the 12th Battalion infantry who attacked the Taiping Army front as bargaining chips, and also bet Zeng Guoquan's life. Zeng Laojiu also muttered in his heart: "When the smoke of gunpowder dissipates, not to chase the troops on our side, otherwise I would have to run away!"

After all, the dozens of 9-pound cannons he commanded have been loaded with solid bullets. This solid bullet is like a solid iron lump. It can't play any role in the face of the enemy rushing into front of him like a tide.

Zeng Guoquan had no choice but to murmur in his heart: "Sage Kong, you have to bless me in heaven. If you succeed this time, I will definitely burn a few more incense sticks for you and set a few tables of good wine and dishes for you."

Suddenly, he saw the smoke in front of him, as if a group of people were running wildly. The personal soldiers guarding him suddenly became nervous, and the pistol lit up "swish", and the black muzzles pointed at the front, ready to fire a scattered gun at any time. Zeng Guoquan also widened his eyes and stared at the front, not daring to blink for a moment.

At this moment, a gust of wind blew over the battlefield, blowing away the smoke. Now, Zeng Guoquan finally saw clearly that the people who were running over were all blue cloth Baotou, wearing a zither suit. While running, he shouted at the top of his voice: "I'm defeated, I'm defeated, we can't stand it!" Hearing their accent, it seemed like they were from Shandong. It turned out that they were the Lu army, who was pushed on the front line as cannon fodder, was beaten by the Taiping Army with foreign guns and cannons, and they ran down with their heads in their arms.

Fortunately, there were no long-haired pursuers behind them.

Zeng Guoquan was also a veteran who had been through the battlefield for a long time. He reacted so quickly. He immediately pulled out his waist knife and pistol and ran to his artillery position like a gust of wind. He shuttled back and forth between the various artillery positions, shouting at the top of his throat: "Don't panic, prepare to fire the cannon! Hong Xiuquan is right in front of us. When the smoke of gunpowder dissipates, he aims at the big sedan chair and slams his mother! It is a great contribution to killing Hong Xiuquan. By then, everyone will be promoted and rich, eat delicious food and drink spicy food, and have big fish and meat every day!"

He was actually not sure. Hong Xiuquan might have run away long ago, but now he can only draw a big pie for his subordinates and encourage them, otherwise the artillery soldiers might have been taken away by the Lu army who had been defeated from the front line, and that would have been all over.

At the same time, Zhao Sanduo also held the foreign gun and shouted at the top of his voice: "Sage Kong bless you, you are invulnerable!" He has been pushed to the first row now. The first battalion of training troops that had been used as "human shields" for him and the new battalion of the Eight Banners Army where he was, had been hit by the Taiping Army with cannons, guns and grenades, leaving behind corpses in a row. When the training troops were running away, the eight in Zhao Sanduo's camp

The flag soldiers and Han people also took the opportunity to run away, but Zhao Sanduo did not. He was honest and always felt that he had to shoot two shots after receiving the emperor's salary, otherwise he would let go without a single shot. It would be too unrighteous. How could he still be in the military camp in the future? As a result, he was pushed to the first row, holding a brown bass that he had fallen a few hands, and shooting against the Taiping Army, who was hiding in the trench opposite and relying on the low walls.

"Invincible swords and guns. Let it go!" As Jin Aduo shouted out loud, Zhao Sanduo gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger. With a "bang", he felt the foreign gun in his hand tremble suddenly, and then an object flew out of the barrel. Zhao Sanduo was stunned at the time and was stunned for several seconds before he realized it. He shouted in his heart: "It's over, it's over, that's the push rod for bullets!" Now, without the push rod, he could only stare at him. He couldn't shoot, and could only wait to be shot. Isn't this a very unlucky person?

At this moment, a piece of muzzle flashed in the smoke opposite, and then, Zhao Sanduo saw a large area of ​​comrades beside him falling down like a wheat harvest. He was so shocked that his chin was almost falling to the ground, and he muttered in his heart: "I'm dying too fast, right? So big smoke, how did those long hairs look at it? Could it be that there is really a Emperor who is helping?"

"Sanduo, Sanduo, why are you still standing there? Pretend to die!" When Zhao Sanduo was stunned, he suddenly heard someone calling him by his side. He looked down and found that a little fat man who was about the same age as him was lying on the ground and waved to him. When Zhao Sanduo saw the boy's appearance, he understood that he was pretending to die in his feelings.

Zhao Sanduo finally reacted, shook his body, stretched out his right hand to cover his chest, let out a late scream, and fell down with a "thump" sound, thinking to himself: "You should be able to escape the disaster now. Don't be discovered, otherwise my life will be gone."

"Diddid.Diddid."

When the charge continued to blow in Hong Xiuquan's ears, the Emperor of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom was so excited that he was almost out of reach. Without saying a word, he climbed up on his super luxurious "armored sedan" again, standing firmly on the platform of the sedan, pointing the stick in his hand, which was known as "a charlatan" straight ahead, and shouting at the top of the voice: "God, bless me, rush, kill the Qing demons, go to heaven! Destroy all these Qing demons!" That posture, as if just a shout, the Qing army would disappear automatically.

Just now, when the Qing army was pressing forward with great momentum, he was scared and did not dare to stand on the sedan chair. Instead, he was raised by Bian Sanniang and rice, and prepared to move at any time. However, the first wave of Qing army's attack was repelled, and the Taiping Army began to fight back. He immediately came back, thinking: "The Qing demon is just like this, I have to go up and show my face quickly and let everyone see, the emperor still loves me!"

Well, it must be painful! Although Hong Xiuquan was dreaming last night, a Hakka emperor with hair standing like a hedgehog and angry hair pointed at his nose and scolded him, and even let him slip back to Tianjing to think about his mistakes behind closed doors. But he had his own thoughts: "Always teasing and being willing to scold me means that he has my son in his heart! Now is a critical moment, how can he not bless me? As long as the Heavenly Father blesses, I will definitely win this battle!"

The opposite is Xianfeng! This is a showdown between "kings and kings", and the winner is the boss of the world! If he wins, he will go north and go straight to Beijing. When the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom will return to his palms. Luo Yaoguo, Xiao Chaogui and others will all have to report to the underworld, and that Maria will also be captured into the palace and let him Hong Xiuquan "reception" himself.

Hong Xiuquan became more and more excited as he thought about it, and later he started to dance. By chance, the gunfire sounds were much smaller at this time, and the smoke filled the air was gone and thinner, and the battlefield suddenly became bright. Hong Xiuquan's super sedan chair, which had been hidden by the smoke, appeared openly in front of the Qing army opposite again.

Zeng Guoquan was about to take off his feet, but when he raised his eyes, he saw this big sedan chair. He thought he was going to be defeated, but the battalion of Eight Banners soldiers in front of him were all destroyed, and the artillery formation was full of new Eight Banners officers and soldiers running wildly in front of the artillery formation. The Taiping Army behind him was chasing him with a bayonet gun and was so tightly chasing him.

But just when Zeng Guoquan was in despair and was about to cry, he suddenly found that the smoke in front of him was thin, and a huge yellow thing appeared faintly, just two or three hundred steps away from him. His eyes lit up and he thought to himself: "This is probably Hong Xiuquan's sedan!"

"Brothers of the artillery team, the opportunity to make a fortune is here!" Zeng Guoquan ran to the artillery formation like crazy, grabbed the flag from the forehand of an artillery team, held it high, and shouted: "Let me listen to it! Aim at the yellow thing in front and fire the cannon!" As he said that, he waved the flag suddenly: "Blow hard, blow all the shells for me!"

The group of more than 40 9-pound cannons was like an angry beast, shaking at the same time, and the fire was squirting out "whizzingly", followed by the deafening sound of cannons, and smoke instantly filled. In the blink of an eye, the yellow sedan was smashed by seven or eight round iron lumps!

It hit, it really hit! Zeng Guoquan saw that the sedan chair was hit by several shells, and it shattered and then fell down crookedly. His body shook violently and couldn't help but shout: "Sage Kong, Hong Xiuquan is shot!"
Chapter completed!
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