Han’s Son is Not a Slave: Chapter 647 Brains are valuable too

The dust rose again, and the chasing soldiers caught up again. When Arzin gritted his teeth and shouted at the Qing soldiers and Goshha next to him to block him, no one was willing to turn back. Go away. [Rebirth of the Giants]

Arzin didn't care to curse these Manchu disciples who were afraid of death. He was so desperate that he didn't even want the whip. He held the horse's neck with his hands and strangled the horse with both legs. foam. Rao is so, the speed of the mount is not much faster. Up to now, the war horses of the Ming army are struggling, and the war horses of the Qing army are also struggling.

Seeing that Alta was about to catch up with Manzhou Gushan Ezhen, he pulled out his riding bow in joy, aimed at Arzin's back, and was ready to shoot an arrow. If he missed, he would scare the opponent to death. Unexpectedly, just after the arrow was aimed, the Manchu official in front fell forward with a "thump", but the mount suddenly stumbled and fell, stacking the master on his back.

This heavy fall knocked Arzin so hard that his eyes were full of gold stars, and the world was spinning. Fortunately, the injury was not serious. He only scratched some skin, and the blood flowed a bit more, but this skin trauma was nothing. [Clouds open to see the river]

Sadly, Arzin's fall did not make his subordinates look back.

Arzin's mount rolled up from the ground and neighed a few times. Panic in his heart, Arzin grabbed the reins of the mount, causing the mount to let out a scream. The sound of hoofs getting closer and closer behind him, Arzin didn't dare to delay for a second, jumped on the horse, and before he could stand up, he was about to drive the horse away when his legs were clamped. There was a sharp pain in the left thigh, but it was hit by the arrows of the pursuers.

Resisting the pain in his heart, Arzin broke the arrow branch with a "smack", and slapped the horse's back with his hand, and the mount immediately pouted and ran forward. After only running for a few steps, Arzin's body suddenly leaned forward and an arrow on his back was still shaking.

Arzin was shot.

The warhorse under the crotch was unaware of the situation of the master on his back, and still ran forward, but he felt that the master's hands were not as strong as before, and became softer and softer. Gradually, the master on his back did not move at all. [Drunken lying in red makeup] The war horse has spirituality, and seems to sense something, its hooves begin to slow down and gradually stop running.

Lin Guoan witnessed Arzin Yu being shot immediately by the Taiping Army, but he didn't feel anything in his heart. He was already numb, and this time he was just running forward instinctively with the will to survive. The soldiers on the left and right didn't care about anyone. In order to run faster, they discarded their weapons and armor. Except for their boots and thin clothes, they had nothing on them.

Xian Guoan knew that his speed was getting slower and slower, but he couldn't raise his strength. His feet are like a heavy weight, and his line Guoan is no longer young, he is old.

"Wish to surrender, don't kill!"

Zhou Guoding and Wan Zhibi insisted on torturing the Han troops under Xian Guoan. Those bald soldiers used to be just cannon fodder ants in their eyes, but now they are deadly existences. God knows these guys can run like this!

Many Han troops could not run, and seeing that the Taiping army did not seem to kill the surrendering soldiers, they simply knelt down and surrendered. Even if their family members are in the hands of the Qing court, this meeting will not be taken care of.

Arzin, who was hit by the arrow, did not die, but was still breathing and conscious, but his body was no longer under his control, and he had no strength.

Alta arrived on horseback and found that the Manchu official was like a dead pig, laughing triumphantly. A few Mongolian soldiers also laughed and jumped off the horse, then dragged Arzin off the horse, happily raised his limbs, carried them on their shoulders, and happily went to the general's flag to lead the merit.

Being carried on his shoulders like this, Arzin was extremely humiliated. He felt that he was no longer a person, but a fat pig that was carried to be bled. In fact, he is now a big fat pig, because the Mongolian soldiers are discussing what the Legion Yudu will reward them after seeing this Manchu official.

Arzin understood Mongolian, and he was disappointed. In order not to be humiliated by the Taiping Army, he bit his tongue violently. Blood was gushing out continuously along his mouth, and the bitten tongue was hanging around his mouth, looking pitiful.

The Mongolian soldiers who were happy to receive the merits did not notice that their "trophies" had bit their tongues and committed suicide~www.mtlnovel.com~ They were still happily carrying them until another group of Mongolian soldiers saw them carrying a dead man With a laugh, these guys realized that the fat pig had turned into a dead pig.

However, dead pigs are also valuable. The Mongolian soldiers threw Arzin's corpse to the ground. A tall man took out a dagger and cut off Arzin's head. Brain to ask for power.

Not to mention, it is much easier to pick up your head than to carry someone to get gong. The Mongolian soldiers became even more happy, and when they were happy, they naturally took out a wine bag and took a few sips. For some reason, drinking alcohol without permission was strictly prohibited in the Taiping Army, but the military commander's office made a special exception for these Mongolian soldiers, allowing them to drink. There must be wine in the food and grass delivered every time.

The special treatment of the Mongols naturally aroused dissatisfaction among other generals, and the Manchu generals and soldiers were also unhappy, believing that they were better at fighting than the Mongols, so they should also receive this special care. Unexpectedly, Suna, the leader of the Manchu army and the sixth town general, strictly prohibited the Manchus from making noise, let alone drinking alcohol. Privately, Suna once said to the lieutenant Eduo that the commander had no good intentions for the Mongolians to drink. After listening, Eduo nodded again and again, thinking that the Mongolian soldiers were courting death. Of course, the commander An did not have a good heart, and the two did not dare to say a word.

Today is the end of the description of the war in Guangxi, and the scholar is going to invite the king of Tang. (To be continued.)()