Late at night, Zhou Shixiang was not sleepy at all, so he simply put on his clothes and walked to the riverside, looking up at the stars. The stars in the sky were just like the scene in his previous life. Everything in front of him was extremely quiet, and the low mountain monuments in the distance were blurred in the night. The breeze blew across the river, through the dense forest, and through his face.

Zhou Shixiang did not want his personal guard to follow him, but the blind Li followed him with a big hammer, keeping a distance of ten steps. The blind Li broke his eyes and should have been limited at night, but he could always notice any movement around him at the first time.

The patrol team walked past the river from time to time and found that their commander was by the river. Every soldier in the team would look at him, Zhou Shi, and respectfully looked at him. It was this young man who made the Taiping Army come step by step from scratch to today.

Behind his respectful gaze, Zhou Shixiang captured the tension and fear, but he was nervous and afraid at all! It was because of his nervousness and fear that he could not fall asleep.

This is a great battle, which determines the life and death of 100,000 people in Xiangshan and more than 10,000 Taiping Army soldiers!

Anyone will be nervous and afraid in the face of this battle.

There are no supermans, no gods of war in this world, there are only ordinary people.

Zhou Shixiang squatted down, held a handful of river water in his hand, and stared blankly as the river water flowed from his fingers bit by bit.

A horse neighed from the other side of the river. It was the camp of the cavalry camp, and more than 200 war horses gathered there.

On both sides of the river, hundreds of ships were parked one after another, including large ships that could accommodate hundreds of people, and small boats that could only take three or five people.

Just like the military camp on the shore, the boat was quiet, with only the sound of water waves passing through the bottom of the boat.

Hahamu, it's time for you to come!

Zhou Shixiang's hands suddenly loosened. The river water was immediately thrown down. He stood up and looked north, with solemnity, with firmness in his eyes and desire - that was the desire for victory.

"who!"

The blind Li Meng shouted backwards.

"It's me."

The visitor walked straight towards Zhou Shixiang.

"General Qin!"

Blind Li put down his hammer, walked to a crooked tree and leaned up.

"The Grand Marshal is still waiting for news?" Qin Zhisheng asked softly.

"You can't sleep, go out for a walk. Why? You don't feel sleepy?"

Zhou Shixiang pulled Qin Zhisheng over and the two sat on the ground together.

Qin Zhisheng smiled bitterly: "The enemy is in front of you, who can still sleep boldly at this time?"

"We can't sleep. Someone can fall asleep. Oh, Ge Laoliu is one, well, Jiang Tuzi is one. Even if these two guys are carrying the coffin in front of him, they may be able to close their eyes and sleep for a while first."

Zhou Shixiang smiled and pointed to the blind Li leaning against the crooked tree. "That guy is also a big deal. If I hadn't come out, I would have been sleeping with my head covered. In that situation, the sky would have fallen and he would have to let him sleep."

Qin Zhisheng smiled and shook his head.

The blind Li rolled his eyes after hearing this: The handsome man said this too exaggeratedly, his innocence is about to collapse. Can he fall asleep?

After laughing, Qin Zhisheng's face was filled with sorrow. He said, "The general decided to fight Hahamu first and eat the Eight Banners in one bite. This battle is a bad battle, a death battle, and the army and the last generals are worried."

"I know what you are worried about. Logically speaking, we should beat Geng Jimao first. We have to pick up the persimmons and pinch them. But have you ever thought about it? Even if we eat Geng Jimao, it will not help the situation. Hahamu in the middle and Shang Zhixin on the right will continue to move towards Xiangshan. They will not retreat because of Geng Jimao's defeat. By the same token, the same is true for us to beat Shang Zhixin first. Hahamu and Geng Jimao will continue.

Xiangshan is too small, leaving us with room for activity. Persimmons are too soft to pick up, but this time they can only pick up hard ones, otherwise we will have no room for maneuver. We only have one chance, and if we make mistakes, we will never have to stop them. After fighting Geng Jimao, we will not be able to intercept them in front of the other two Qing troops, nor will we have the strength to fight with them. Once they are forced into Xiangshan City, there will probably be another new fate. This time, there will be no miracle."

Zhou Shixiang did not believe that the Taiping Army could perform the miracle of Xinhui in Xiangshan, because Xiangshan City had no firmness to support, and even if it could withstand the Qing army's siege, the tens of thousands of people in the city would make the Taiping Army either starve to death or kill people for food. No matter what kind of species, they would die in the end. Chen Qice of Xinhui could not drive the navy to the edge of Xiangshan City, and Zhu Tong and his men could not defeat the Qing army on land.

Once surrounded, the Taiping Army will die.

However, Xiangshan has dense rivers and thousands of rivers of all sizes. This terrain is destined to be the cavalry of the Eight Banners that are not as mobile as the Taiping Army with water camps.

Zhou Shixiang could transport the Taiping Army to any place he wanted to go through the water camp, but Hahamu could not. He could only move forward step by step, and could not use the cavalry to detour the Taiping Army. In other words, Hahamu's Mango Banners could only passively fight in Xiangshan. He did not have the initiative to fight with the Taiping Army because his opponent had stronger mobility than him.

If Zhou Shixiang was willing to use the water camp to penetrate the Qing army and develop in Huizhou and even Chaoshan, the Qing army's three-way march would have to fail. However, Zhou Shixiang would not do this life for the sacrifice of 100,000 people in Xiangshan. He would not give up the first base he chose for the Taiping Army, nor would he give up everything he devoted to.

Zhou Shixiang chose to fight to the decisive battle, the strongest Qing army in the three routes.

Capture the king first, and shoot the man first. If you don’t eat Hahamu’s Man Eight Banners, the crisis in Xiangshan will not be solved. As long as Hahamu is defeated, Monk Geng Jimao’s Monk Zhixin will not have the courage to continue attacking.

"The general's decision is right. If he really attacks the Geng family boy, he will not be able to solve this game even if he wins. Only by defeating Hahamu can we survive in the whole game." Qin Zhisheng looked at the sky above his head and said slowly.

Zhou Shixiang whispered: "If we could eat the Eight Banners, Geng Jimao's Han army was not strong enough, and we would definitely be scared to retreat. Shang Zhixin had suffered a great loss in our hands, and I guess he would not have the courage to continue moving south. Even if he only hesitated for a day or two, we could deal with it calmly. After all, our return speed was faster than theirs. If Shang Zhixin insisted on seeking revenge on us, then we would have to do it with him again. The Qing army in the three routes changed, and no matter how hard this battle was fought, it would be better than now."

"I just don't know how many people we have left after the battle with Hahamu."

Qin Zhisheng looked at the military camps on both sides of the Taiwan Strait, and felt indescribable melancholy. He didn't know how many people could live to see their relatives after the fierce battle.
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