The time was almost noon, and Zong Bi still waved the siege flag. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info He had to order, in order to attack the city today, the displaced people are all half full, and if they wait, how can those cannon fodder still have the strength to attack the city. A crowd of people flocked to Meishan County, "Break the county seat, eat enough!" "Dayu is dead, the emperor of heaven!" "Attack the city in this life and die, and enter heaven in the next life!" ---- various slogans resounded on the battlefield, and the crowd besieging the city wanted to be fanatical, carrying ladders and simple shields, and rushing to the city desperately.

Arrows rained down on the city, rolling logs and stones flew around, hot oil was splashed all over the city, it was ignited by rockets, ladders began to burn, shields were burning, and finally people were burning. The rebels who were lucky enough to climb the city wall were slashed and killed by the officers and soldiers.

In less than half an hour, the city wall turned into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, the air was filled with the smell of burning, and many corpse piles were still emitting flames and black smoke. Two or three thousand people were thus turned into corpses. The onlookers who followed Zhang Qi turned pale, and some even vomited yellow bile water, collapsed and fell to the ground. What is war, what is tragic and terrifying, what is like ants, you can only feel it when you are there.

The resettlement of displaced people is also a dead silence. Although it is not clear from a distance, the terrible screams, the strong smell of blood and death, make everyone feel cold from head to toe. There is even a fear that they also had illusions and wanted to join that team. The people brought by Zhang Qi, after relieving themselves, began to whisper about which village's old king was smashed into pulp by a boulder, and whose distant relatives were nailed to the ground with an arrow while running, and wailed for a long time before dying------

It didn't take long for a new wave of attacks to begin. The tragedy of the world was repeated again, this time the city defense was obviously tightened, the figure of the people appeared on the city wall, the rolling wood and stones became the beams and pillars of the masonry, and most of the boiling water was spilled, and the people in the city were also the same enemy. Last year he was a participant, and now he is a bystander, but at that time he was defending against foreign enemies, and now what about after victory or defeat? Zhang Qi is unwilling and cannot bear to think about it anymore.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, Zong Bi never transferred the hundreds of elites who were on guard to attack the city. Allowing those displaced people to go forward and send them to death one after another greatly reduced the pressure on the city's defenses. Zhang Qi saw through Zong Bi's intentions, and when there was no hope of attacking the city, he borrowed the hands of the officials and soldiers to dispose of the burden, and he could also detain the official government to slaughter the people. The generals in the city also paid close attention to this group of elite divisions, and they were relieved until the rebels collected their troops.

Zhang Qi thought that the rebels would soon withdraw, but the scene the next day made his head bigger. The displaced people who followed the rebels knelt densely in front of the resettlement site, holding broken bowls, their empty hands raised above their heads, and begging for food. The displaced people in the resettlement area were nervous, unbearable, dazed, and at a loss, waiting for Zhang Qi's order.

was falsely accused of being famous, and Zhang Qi felt bitter in his heart. This order can't be given, so let them make their own decisions. Zhang Qi slowly spoke: "Fellow villagers, we all know our situation, it is very difficult for the rest of the grain to last until the beginning of spring, and I have done my best to give it or not, you can see what to do!" As Zhang Qi's words fell, the discussion of the resettlement site gradually rose, and there were disputes, which were gradually divided into loving and ruthless.

This is a torture of the soul and a test of human nature. Zhang Qi returned to the hut, his heart was also very messy, and he regretted it a little, he knew that this was the case, what kind of big-tailed wolf he pretended. The affairs of the world are the complicity of the people of the world, no one can get rid of cause and effect, and good intentions may do bad things. In my previous life, I was rolling in the workplace, and I saw too many intrigues and intrigues, and the so-called right or wrong depends on which angle you stand on. Under the rules, natural selection, not believing in tears, compassion beyond ability, harming others and oneself!

The controversy finally subsided, and the displaced people in the resettlement area still clung to the deer, expressing their decision with an attitude: although sympathetic, they should refuse. Zhang Qi was invited out and finally decided, he thought about it for a while, and made a short speech that was regarded as Guigao by the officials and people of later generations: "Fellow villagers on the other side, I can only express deep sympathy for what happened to you, but I and the villagers around me can't do anything, because we also want to live! Put away your pitiful appearance, don't use it as a means to blackmail and use us." When you attacked cities and plundered land, burned and looted, how crazy and proud you were, but I don't know how many people like you were ruined and killed. You may say that you are also forced to survive, to survive. But the way you live is no different from that of locusts and beasts! Yesterday, if you attacked the city of Meishan, ask yourself, apart from killing the so-called corrupt officials and corrupt officials, have you not thought of robbing and killing? In the city, there are also innocent people! If any of you has no blood on his hands, the poor people will have something to hate!"

Zhang Qi's words were echoing, and they were also transmitted to the city wall from afar, and his questioning made people think deeply and make people panic. He paused for a moment and continued: "Yesterday I heard you shouting slogans, "Break the county town, eat enough, you have enough to eat, what should the people in the city do? You still want to go to heaven, it's ridiculous! You have been stupid, crazy, have lost the most basic humanity and conscience, the world cannot tolerate you, you only deserve to go to hell! And what are the people around me doing? They are saving themselves, look at these places, they have all built them with one hand and one foot, look at that wasteland, they are pleading, they are also struggling for survival, but they have never thought of slaughtering others, sucking blood and eating scavenging on the white bones of the fortress, God helps those who help themselves! It's not that we don't have compassion, but our compassion can only be done according to our ability, otherwise we will harm others and ourselves, and create new bad karma. Yesterday's cause and today's effect, you must suffer the consequences for the original choice, don't think that we will help you share it. Now, please, leave!"

Zong Bi hid in the camp, secretly proud. It is a dilemma to let the displaced people beg in the resettlement area and occupy the moral high ground, and whether the other party accepts it or not. As long as this poisonous plan is successful, not only can it relieve its own pressure, but also the two homeless people are mixed together, and the kid will either be forced to leave, or he can only do it together. It's a pity that he didn't expect that in this young man's body, there is a heart that has gone through Cangsang, and he sees the world and human nature more thoroughly than him. Zong Bi listened to it and despaired.

Master Li stood at the head of the city, using his spiritual power, and he could hear Zhang Qi's words clearly. In addition to shock, it is still shock! The poor man must have something to hate, there is a limit to good and evil, there is a limit to compassion, and there are causes and effects, and these mysteries actually come from the mouth of a young man! How can he have enlightenment? The insight of world affairs is learning, and the refinement of human feelings is all articles, and at a young age, how many things can he see? How many human feelings can he experience? It is incredible! Master Li woke up from shock and instructed an official messenger to prepare pen and ink and record all Zhang Qi's words.