The Qing Dynasty is about to end

Chapter 178 The Eight Banners Heavenly Soldiers charge towards Hong Xiuquan!
"Heavenly King, it's dangerous here, please take shelter in the cabin!"

"Heavenly King, the Qing demons are too powerful, so we should get on the boat and retreat first!"

"The King of Heaven."

Seeing that the 3,000 Taiping troops on the west bank of the Xiangjiang River were trapped by thousands of Chu Yong and 2,000 Eight Banners soldiers, they were completely at a disadvantage and were about to collapse. Yang Xiuqing and several other Heavenly King guards came to persuade Hong Xiuquan to temporarily avoid the Qing demons.

Yang Xiuqing also analyzed with Hong Xiuquan: "Heavenly King, our army has a total strength of 60,000 soldiers, and we are just waiting for the troops to arrive. There are only tens of thousands of Qing monsters here, and they are no match for us. You are the Heavenly King, so you must not get hurt!"

Hong Xiuquan snorted, waved his hand, looked down at the people fighting on the battlefield ahead, and began to recite a poem about the Heavenly Father with great literary talent: "I am the Second Holy Son of the Heavenly Father, I am not afraid of swords, guns, or artillery fire. There are Qing demons who dare to challenge my majesty, I will send them to hell!"

After reciting the poem, Hong Xiuquan drew out his sword with a clang and said to his attendants, "Follow me and shout, 'Hong Tianwang is here!' Do the Qing demons dare to come and fight?"

Hong Xiuquan's ship was very large. In addition to him and dozens of queens, there were one or two hundred male and female holy soldiers, dozens of guards, and Yang Xiuqing also brought a dozen guards on board. At this time, they all went on deck and heard Hong Xiuquan's order. They shouted together: "Hong Tianwang is here, do the Qing demons dare to come and fight?"

When they shouted, hundreds of Taiping soldiers who had just retreated on the beach of Xiangjiang River ahead heard it. They turned around and saw Heavenly King Hong Xiuquan standing on the bow deck of a large ship that had run aground on the beach, holding a sword and looking majestic. The howling wind blew his red cloak fluttering in the wind, and the early morning sunlight shone on his yellow robe, reflecting a circle of golden halo. He really looked a bit solemn and sacred like God's family.

Most of these Taiping troops were from Hunan and were not familiar with Hong Xiuquan, but there were also dozens of them from Guangxi who immediately recognized this man who looked like the Son of God as their "Long Live the King!"
"The King of Heaven! The King of Heaven is unharmed! The King of Heaven is invulnerable to gunfire. Long live the King of Heaven!"

An old brother from Guangxi suddenly shouted.

"The King is invulnerable to gunfire and cannon fire. Long live the King!"

Then more old brothers from Guangxi cheered, their voices were particularly loud, and their high morale could be felt from a long distance away.

Then, the new Hunan brothers also noticed that their Guangxi brothers suddenly "exploded" - when these people heard that "Hong Xiuquan was dead" just now, they were more panicked than anyone else, so why did they suddenly panic again?
Oh, the guy standing on the bow in the yellow robe is Hong Xiuquan? It turns out he is not dead. No wonder those Guangxi people are so excited!

The morale of the Hunanese people was boosted. Hong Tianwang "was hit by so many shells" but was unscathed, which showed that he really had some skills. It seemed that they had followed a wise master this time, no, a divine master. With the support of the gods, they were not afraid of not being able to defeat the Qing demons!

Thinking of this, the Taiping Army soldiers all became excited and full of fighting spirit!
"The King of Heaven is invulnerable to guns and cannons. Kill the demons and go to heaven!"

The new brothers from Hunan were full of morale in a blink of an eye. They shouted slogans along with the Guangxi people, raised their swords and spears and reorganized themselves. On the chaotic battlefield, they formed a thin but strict sword and spear formation, and rushed forward to meet the Hunan Army. The two sides collided and wrestled into a ball. The spear and knife tips pierced into people's bodies with a "scratch, scratch, scratch" sound, and screams and roars came one after another. Although the Taiping Army had a small number of soldiers, they could keep moving forward! Forward! Forward again!

The offensive of the Hunan Army and Chu Yong in this area was completely broken!

"The King of Heaven is invulnerable to gunfire, long live the King of Heaven, kill the Qing monsters and go to heaven"

At the northernmost part of the Taiping Army's front line, Hu Yihuang, who was leading a phalanx of hundreds of Taiping Army infantrymen, was resisting the attacks of the Hunan Army and Chu Yong, while also having to guard against Senggelinqin's Eight Banners cavalry attacking his flank. At this time, he also heard the cries for help.

However, behind him was not Hong Xiuquan's boat, but a dozen wooden sailboats with their sails spread out, rushing onto the beach with the help of the east wind. On the largest of these sailboats, there was a flag with the words "Wing King, Commander of the Holy Spirit Telecommunications Army" prominently displayed.

A young man in his twenties, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, wearing a yellow robe and a red scarf, holding a sword, was standing at the bow, waving his arms and shouting slogans.

"It's King Wing! King Wing is here to support us!"

Hu Yihuang looked back and immediately recognized the young man as King Yi Shi Dakai.

Shi Dakai was the commander of the Left Army, and he personally led thousands of men from the Left Army to follow Hong Xiuquan's boat. As long as thousands of men from the Left Army could land, the Taiping Army would immediately gain a numerical advantage. Moreover, the Left Army led by Shi Dakai was an elite force, with more than 40% of them being old men from Guangxi, and their combat power was extremely strong!
As long as they come, today's battle can be turned around.

With a "bang", the wooden boat that Shi Dakai was on crashed into the beach on the west bank of the Xiangjiang River.

Shi Dakai's body shook for a moment and then stabilized. He then pointed the sword in his hand forward and shouted "Kill the Qing monsters and go to heaven." He was the first to jump from the bow of the boat into the knee-deep river water. His personal soldiers also rumbled down, each holding a sword, spear or musket, and rushed forward without hesitation.

The people on King Yi’s ship were only the first batch of reinforcements sent to the battlefield, and more were on the way!

Looking out over the Xiangjiang River from the mound where Senggelinqin was standing, he could see countless wooden boats, large and small, that had changed direction and were rushing towards the beach on the west bank of the Xiangjiang River at the fastest speed.

Every ship must be filled with Taiping troops, probably tens of thousands of them!

With tens of thousands of people climbing up the west bank of the Xiang River together, there was no need for any strategy. They could just start killing people indiscriminately. Even if Senggelinqin had three heads and six arms, he would not be able to defeat them!

Moreover, the Taiping Army on the battlefield on the west bank of the Xiangjiang River seemed to be excited now, shouting slogans in Hunan and Guangxi dialects, and each of them was like a chicken with its blood injected. They also launched counterattacks on many fronts. Jiang Zhongyuan's Chuyong militia was actually unable to resist.

How is this going?

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"

A Hunan accent suddenly came, Senggelinqin turned his head and found a skinny monkey-like young man riding a horse. It turned out to be Jiang Zhongyuan's brother Jiang Zhongji who was stopped by several Mongolian Goshaha.

Before Senggelinqin called him forward, Jiang Zhongji had already noticed that the Mongolian prince was looking at him, so he opened his throat and said quickly and urgently in Mandarin: "Prince, Hong Xiuquan is not dead. Hong Xiuquan has landed and is standing on the bow of that big ship!"

He is not dead and has even landed. No wonder the long-haired guys are so excited!

Senggelinqin looked in the direction of Jiang Zhongji's finger, and saw a man in a yellow hat and yellow robe standing with a sword in his hand on the bow deck of a stranded large ship. Behind the man stood a fluttering red flag with two large characters embroidered on it, as if it was "Heavenly King"!
This is Hong Xiuquan!

Senggelinqin looked back at the Eight Banners soldiers under his command. They were riding tall horses and wearing ancestral armor, but why did they look a little crooked?

No matter what, I have to give it a try!
Thinking of this, Senggelinqin drew out his Mongolian scimitar, pointed it forward, and shouted: "Warriors of the Eight Banners, Hong Xiuquan is right there, standing on the bow of the big ship. Are you willing to follow me and kill this traitor?"

"willing!"

The sound is a bit sparse
Senggelinqin's Mongolian Goshaha all shouted "yes", but the group of people from the Eight Banners of Jingzhou were all stunned.

Kill Hong Xiuquan?
Are you kidding me?
Even a cannon can't kill Hong Xiuquan, how can we kill him? Do we have the ability to do so? I heard that his father is God!

"Your Highness." Guan Wen, deputy commander-in-chief of the Eight Banners of Jingzhou, rode his horse forward and wanted to talk to Senggelinqin, but before he could say anything, Senggelinqin waved his hand to stop him.

"Xiufeng, this opportunity cannot be missed!" Senggelinqin said solemnly, "How can we be worthy of our ancestors if we don't try?"

After that, he pointed the scimitar in his hand at Hong Xiuquan and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Beat the drums, charge, only Hong Xiuquan is wanted."

(End of this chapter)