In ancient times, the best weapon was better than arrows, but now Dong Di is holding the women and children of Yecheng in his hands, standing at the head of the city, and Chengyao's scheming in the south, how can he not see through the intentions of the East Palace, so he issued a strict order, those who use arrows without permission, behead!

I know what he cares about, in addition to the women and children in the city, there are also those soldiers who meet each other with swords, he doesn't necessarily really care about their lives, but these people, after all, are the people of the Southern Dynasty, if he kills too much, in the eyes of thousands of border people, he will always end up with a reputation for being ruthless and cruel. ∮ Yan Moxuan ∮ ad-free ∮

A hundred thousand years later, or even shorter, only a few decades or even a few years, the reason for his siege today will gradually be forgotten by people, but the soldiers of the Southern Dynasty who were killed and wounded in the battle and the blood in the sky of Yecheng will become a lingering memory in everyone's hearts, and they will be held by people with a heart all the time.

Therefore, even if he wants the life of the Dong family, it will not be here, this situation.

What's more, if you want to bring down the East Palace, the living Dong Di is much more useful than the dead.

Although Nan Chengyao is stronger than Dong Di in terms of troops, one side has some scruples, and the other side is unscrupulous and completely puts on a posture of fighting for his life, and occupies the danger of this Yecheng.

I watched the arrows rain down from the top of the tower, among the soldiers who were secretly flying to the siege, although they were guarded by armor and shields, but after all, it was impossible to be comprehensive, and one after another the soldiers fell, killing and wounding countless people.

People constantly braved the dense rain of arrows to climb the city wall desperately, and were mercilessly killed by swords, and fell down heavily, but in an instant, new faces broke into my sight.

They were only in their teens and twenties, but their childish faces were full of cracks and vicissitudes because of the war, and under the blood, those eyes were extremely resolute and bright.

I watched another young soldier climb up the tower, so close that he even smiled a little shy at me when he looked up, but before the smile could fully bloom, it was forever frozen under the gray canopy of the city.

A cold knife swung down in front of me, and warm blood gushed out, dripping and splashing on my dress.

I closed my eyes fiercely, but the sound of the furious wind and snow, the whistling of arrows breaking through the air, the cracking of bones and joints, the mournful screams of soldiers before they died, and the shouts of slogans from the charge...... It kept mixing together and hitting my eardrums.

When he opened his eyes again, he looked at the city tower in a daze, in the chaos, the figure of Nan Chengyao's command was still heroic, every command was calm and powerful, every gesture was resolute and perfect, the world was so big, but it seemed that he could only accommodate him.

Tong and Qin Zhao also stood on their horses, wielding their swords to kill the enemy, their moves were sharp and ruthless, without half a point of hesitation and soft-heartedness.

This is the battlefield where life and death are on the line, they do not do it half a point, young heroes, chic, but it makes me feel cold inexplicably, this is their body, I have never seen the side, this is also the most cruel side of the war, a success, ten thousand bones withered!

Suddenly, I felt that I had no way to continue looking, and I opened my eyes, but out of the corner of my eye, I swept over the city walls, and the soldiers who continued to climb desperately one after another.

I couldn't stop shaking my head, I wanted to stop them, but my voice was choked, and I couldn't open my mouth at all.

Close my eyes, inhale hard, exhale, inhale again, exhale again, force myself to calm down, and then I open my lips slightly, follow the melody in my memory, and slowly sing softly-

"The husband is out of Yecheng and the concubine is at home, and the mountains and rivers are long and the eyes are dry.

A line of letters, a thousand lines of tears, lonely and empty, long lamp lonely.

The son remembers the husband and the concubine remembers the husband, and the resignation is a few times the moon is round.

The horse in the north of the desert has a homecoming, take my husband on the way home......"

This is in Yecheng, a ballad that has been sung for a long time, I have heard people sing when I lived in the "Banxi" inn, the sadness in the words and the resentment of the song once left a deep impression on me, this time singing, although it is not possible to fully interpret the poignant, but it can also be written and sung, coherently and completely, over and over again.

After the initial hoarse trembling, my voice gradually became soft, gentle and continuous, never stopping.

The woman standing next to me, who was already so paralyzed that she was leaning against the city wall, gradually stopped crying, and slowly followed my voice, gently reconciled.

At first, it was inevitable that she would be intermittent, but as she sang, her voice gradually stabilized, and she slowly straightened up, singing this ballad over and over again with the sergeant whom I had always looked at the fighting.

With the first, there is naturally a second, a third, a fourth...... When the women on the entire Yecheng City floor sang this ballad with me, I clearly saw the naked killing intent in Dong Di's eyes.

At the moment, he just looked at the snowflakes flying over Yecheng with some numbness, and continued to sing over and over again: "The husband is out of Yecheng and the concubine is at home, and the mountains and rivers are ......long and the eyes are dry."

I know that most of the defenders of Yecheng have no objections, and they will desperately defend the city this time, firstly, to follow Dong Di, and secondly, it is difficult to ride a tiger, so in order to save their lives, they have to do it.

But even so, in the face of Nan Chengyao's 3,000 elite soldiers and the triumphant army that arrived soon, everyone was actually afraid and weak-hearted.

The people in the north of the desert are upright and bold, and they are actually ashamed of such things as coercing women and children in the city to go up to the city tower to do arrows, after all, it is their villagers and neighbors, who used to drink and travel together and visit each other.

So now, when this well-known lovesick song is sung continuously, it makes their already weak desire to fight a little darker.

The soldiers who fought bloody battles under the castle tower could listen to this song, but the effect was the opposite, this song only aroused their heart's desire to win and return home.

Suddenly, there were soldiers attacking the city, and I closed my eyes slightly, knowing that the defenders of Yecheng were in turmoil, and the morale of the besieging side was greatly boosted.

With a "snap", Dong Ming slapped me on the cheek with a heavy blow, and the force was so strong that I couldn't stand on my feet for a while and fell heavily to the ground. Between my neck, the wound that had gradually dried up had oozed blood again, and the hand warmer in my hand was also smashed heavily, and the fragments were deeply embedded in my palm, wet and sticky.

"Why are you beating people?!" A familiar and angry voice sounded, and when I looked up, it turned out to be the proprietress of the "Banxi" inn.

I smiled slightly, shook my head at her gently, her eyes were opposite to mine, stunned for a moment, and then she also smiled, proud and disdainful: "There are so many people here, so many mouths, the old lady wants to see how much you can manage!"

After finishing speaking, she stopped talking nonsense, turned directly to face the outside of the city tower, looked into the distance, and the song sounded steadily again: "...... The horse in the north of the desert has a homecoming, take my husband on the way home......"

Dong Ming turned his back to me and said to Dong Di urgently: "Dad, staying here this woman will only disturb the morale of the army, let the child drag her down and lock her up first!"

Dong Di looked at me coldly for a long time, then looked at Dong Ming, finally closed his eyes, and said with a resolute voice: "You will take her away from Yecheng immediately, how far can you go, although the whole world is not the king's land, but with her in her hand, there is finally an extra life talisman!"

"Daddy!"

Dong Ming came out in a panic, but Dong Di ignored him, stepped forward again with his knife, and fought on the battlefield.

Although Dong Ming's back was extremely suppressed, he still couldn't restrain his trembling, but in the end, he just gritted his teeth, grabbed my shoulders and dragged me up from the ground, and ran down the city tower without saying a word.

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