"Yes...... We don't want to see the city break and the people die, and we vow to live and die with Yunmeng City! Wen Anbang gritted his teeth, this fact was unspeakable, "If I go with that thief, regardless of the lives of the people, how is it different from the executioner?" Although he is alone, he is willing to awaken the blood of his colleagues in the DPRK and China. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Wen Anbang kowtowed again, and those classmates and friends around him also knelt on the ground one after another, and only said: Serve the country with your body, the city is in the people, and the city will be destroyed.

"Sir, please get up!" Even General Chen couldn't help but feel a throbbing, and the blood that had been silent for many years also surged into his heart, and he hurriedly helped everyone up, with a bit of respect in his tone.

"The spirit of the army cannot be shaken, gentlemen, this matter must not be passed on lightly, otherwise, there is no need for the demon army to attack, the defenders will be disheartened, like an anthill collapse, and the consequences will be unpredictable." General Chen sighed, he knew that if this news spread and the army's morale would be shaken, Yunmeng City would be breached immediately.

The 30,000 soldiers held out in order to wait for Lord Fu Yin to arrive in the county town and ask for help from the garrison there. What would the soldiers think if they learned that Fu Yin had given up on him and fled for his life? The morale of the army is still light, but I am afraid that this group of soldiers will do everything under the madness.

"We naturally save this, we just ask the general to issue us with blades and armor, so that we can step forward and kill the enemy!" Wen Anbang nodded, although he didn't know the way to govern the army, but he also knew the policy of governing the people, the heart of the army and the people, once a panic occurred, it would be the most terrifying disaster.

There have been several incidents of refugees storming the granary of the government in Yunmengcheng, natural and man-made disasters, farmers have no harvest, starvation is everywhere, and there are people with intentions who spread rumors that the government wants to raise the price of grain...... Immediately there was a great panic, the shops and residents of the city were closed, and the refugees raised their hoes and sickles and rushed towards the government......

Wen Anbang has experienced all these things, and naturally knows better that the human heart under despair is the most terrible thing. As long as someone casually blows the praise, the panicked people will immediately lose their minds.

"Gentlemen, have you thought clearly, on this battlefield, if you are not careful, you will never ......recover," General Chen sighed, although he comforted, but also saw the determination and perseverance in the eyes of several people, and his heart could not help but be sad: If I am as good as all the gentlemen, how can the territory be twice as vast as ever?

"Hahaha, I've made up my mind!" Everyone looked at each other and smiled, clenched their fists, and said in unison.

"Okay, life and death together, weal and fall together, I, Chen Bing, for the people of Yunmeng City, thank you, Mr." General Chen summoned left and right, took the best five sets of leather armor blades, took a jar of old wine and six large bowls, and knelt down on one knee with the wine, "Gentlemen, please accept my worship!" ”

Anyway, drink it all. Everyone hurriedly waved their hands and helped General Chen up: "The people of Yunmeng City, after all, still rely on the general, why should the general be arrogant, where can I accept this worship?" ”

After the five of them finished speaking, they drank all the spirits in the bowl, and the hot and spicy wine stimulated and paralyzed everyone's nerves, and the original fear and trembling suddenly disappeared.

"What else do you gentlemen have to say, I can ask my own soldiers to bring it to my family?" General Chen said in a deep voice, these are the last words, who knows what will happen to these weak scholars when they go to the battlefield.

"Anbang come on, his writing is the best, he was second in the township test at that time, and he is higher than all of us!" Someone suggested with a smile.

Everyone echoed: "Yes, yes, Anbang's article, even Mr. praised it, and he should write it." ”

"Well, Anbang, come on."

Everyone's proposal made Wen Anbang unable to refuse, he could only smile and nod. Seeing this, General Chen personally took pen and ink, spread out the high-quality rice paper, and polished the ink: "Please!" ”

Wen Anbang walked straight to the front of the case, knelt down upright, tied up his hair, lifted his long sleeves, and smeared the wolf with ink, writing on the white paper one by one. He has a serious expression, and his strokes are extremely heavy, as if a child is learning to write, and his pen power is almost three points!

"Sacrifice your life for righteousness, kill yourself to become benevolent, and be willing to use the power of a husband to alert the world!" In just eighteen words, as if he had exhausted all of Wen Anbang's strength, his face was a little pale. After writing the last word, he threw away the pen, drew the saber at his waist, cut the palm of his hand, and wrote his name in blood at the place where he was dropped.

The other four also cut their palms one after another, wrote their names in blood, and then looked up to the sky and laughed, singing unknown country slang, and walked out of the camp holding hands with each other.

Life should be like this, accompanied by friends, for the country and the people, go to a desperate situation together, although you don't regret death, what more can your husband ask for?

"It's really a loyal scholar, a scholar of literature and death, and a martial death, compared to these people, Nafu Yin is not as good as shit!" Looking at the backs of several people who resolutely left in a dashing manner, General Chen couldn't help but clench his fists, summoned left and right, put away this heavy blood book that carried the spirit of the book business and the sacrifice of life for righteousness, and commanded:

"Present this blood book to the champion Hou, and then inform the court of the news, I want to see how capable this Lord Yin is!"

The champion Hou is also a Confucian scholar, and he has always been blind to corruption in the imperial court, this time there is the blood book of Wen Anbang and others, this Fu Yin wants to sit down in peace again, but I am afraid that it will be difficult!

"Although we are dead, the old thief should not think about it!" Looking at the two soldiers who were leaving quickly, he strode out of the barracks with General Chen, preparing for the final battle, "The literati are not afraid of death, how can I steal my life?" ”

"Soldiers!" General Chen stood outside the camp tent and snorted coldly.

"In!" All the soldiers and soldiers fell to their knees one after another.

General Chen drew his long sword and roared, "Follow me to kill the enemy!" ”

"Whoa!"

With 30,000 soldiers, holding on for one day is already the limit, and now half a day has passed, and a third of the soldiers have been damaged, and three of the four city walls are already in danger.

Wen Anbang, who was covered in blood, had no less than ten gaps in the long sword in his hand, the blades were no longer sharp, his arms were sore, and he trembled unconsciously. Sweat mixed with blood that I don't know if it was someone else or my own, flowed down my cheeks and into my mouth, bitter and salty. It's just that his heart is even more bitter.

The person in his arms was pierced through the abdomen by a spear, dying, his eyes gradually dilated, his mouth open, and he gasped with difficulty.

"Wencai, if you hold on, you won't die! ...... won't die" Wen Anbang trembled, tears rolled down the bean's size, and his mouth became more and more salty.

"Anbang, I'...... I can't...... If, if ......" Wen Cai tightened Wen Anbang's hand, the two blood-stained and slippery hands clasped tightly together, he said weakly, "If, you can ...... Stay alive...... words, back to ...... Village...... Remember to tell, tell Shishi...... Actually, I ...... Would love ......."

Wen Cai opened his mouth, his mouth stopped at the word "she", and the last word was not spoken, his eyes completely lost his brilliance, his head was crooked, and his hand slipped from Wen Anbang's hand weakly, and he died completely.

"Ah......h

Scenes like hell, repeated on the walls of Cloud Dream City, the demons had long been accustomed to this, bathing in blood, which only made them more excited. In the demon's concept, human beings are nothing more than food, as if the human race will not have mercy on the pigs and sheep that they eat.

"Guy who is not afraid of death, hehehehe, let my sister free you!" Zhu Mei holds a longbow in her hand, and her eight eyes allow her to see more clearly than everyone else, and her eyesight and vision range are much better than those of ordinary youkai. Therefore, her weapon is a demon hunting bow that has been refined for thousands of years from her own spider silk.

Zhu Mei looked at Wen Anbang, who was holding tattered swords, her eyes were red, and she roared desperately, and licked her lips: My sister likes this kind of hairy boy the most, if it weren't for the battlefield, she would definitely wrap it back with spider silk, enjoy it slowly, and then cut off the meat piece by piece and savor it carefully.

"Die!" Zhu Mei condensed her aura and opened her bow to set up her arrows, but she didn't want to, so she pulled out the demon hunting bow, but suddenly heard a mysterious horn.

This is the sound of the golden horn that only demons can hear, representing the signal of retreat, this signal sounds, everyone must retreat, otherwise it is disobeying the military order. If it is light, it will be punished with a hundred rods, weakening the military rank and military merits; The heavier ones were put to death, quite strictly. There were once a few monsters who were unruly, relying on their own skills to disobey military orders, and were suppressed and killed by Taiyi, and no monster dared to disobey again.

"Hehehehe, Xiao Xianggong, your fate is big today, sister, I'm in a good mood, so I won't kill you......" Zhu Mei smiled and threw a wink at Wen Anbang, and then raised her head and let out a long roar, and the rear troops under her command retreated like a tide.

Many of the yokai even had their blades cut at the heads of their enemies, but they stopped at the last moment, withdrew their knives, and retreated.

"Kill...... Kill! Wen Anbang's eyes were red, his eyes were bloodshot, and he held two swords, mechanically swinging his sword at the non-existent enemy in front of him.

Chapter 865 The people's will is invincible

"Retreat! The demon army has retreated! ”

I don't know who it was, the first one shouted, looked at the demon army that retreated like a tide, sat down on the ground, and howled and shouted.

After a while, above the walls of Yunmeng City, a tsunami-like chant sounded. The soldiers are venting, venting this thrilling period between life and death, perhaps, if the retreat of this demon army is a little late, many people will die under the monster knife.

Even many people have already half-stepped into the ghost gate, seeing the steel knife slashing head-on, there is no way to avoid it. But at the moment when he had already accepted his fate, the demon army retreated, neatly and neatly, without the slightest hesitation.

For the rest of their lives after the catastrophe, everyone cried and rejoiced, like crazy.

"Kill! Kill! Wen Anbang wielded his twin swords, his eyes were blank, like a machine that kept repeating the same movements, even though his hands had no strength, they still raised and fell with their swords, unable to swing down.

"Stop......" He was not the only one who was also covered in blood, General Chen rushed over with the few remaining personal soldiers, and he couldn't help but feel sad when he watched the tragic scenes; Looking at this usually gentle and elegant scholar official, slashing godlessly, General Chen sighed silently.

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