Chapter Eighty-Eight: A Hero's Hymn

The night was twilight, the sky was full of stars, and the north gate was crowded with people, and the defenders who had just eaten were helping to clean up the corpses. Due to the large number, the crematorium in the city could only be burned in batches, and the sacrificed village soldiers and forbidden soldiers were covered with a white cloth and neatly arranged under the city wall, like a phalanx to be reviewed.

Because most of the defenders are village soldiers, many ordinary people can no longer wait for tomorrow's broadcast, helping the old and the young to come to the city, or to find familiar sergeants to inquire, or go directly to the white cloth array to look at the corpses one by one, the survivors hugged each other and cried, the unfortunate hugged their heads and cried, and the whole north gate was filled with a sad atmosphere.

Liu Yu did not leave, he was waiting for the corpses outside the city to be cleaned up, and then asked people to block the city gate with obstacles. When I have time, I will go to the future world to transport a car of cement or something, stir it into concrete and seal it completely, anyway, the suspension bridge of the city gate is also abandoned, and there is little difference between this gate and not.

The cries that grew louder and louder made him frown a little, although the battle today was a big loss, but on the whole it was a victory. A complete cavalry team of 1,000 men of the enemy army was completely annihilated, the battle banner and the head of a thousand households have been confirmed, at least four foot soldiers and most of the thousand troops were annihilated, and not many people swam across the moat and fled outside the city.

You must know that this is a garrison mainly composed of village soldiers, and they stubbornly persevered until Liu Yu's arrival, and did not all break up despite the loss of two commands, which made Liu Yu more happy than the results themselves. But looking around, except for Jiang Ning's cavalry, everyone had a heavy face, and slowly, those originally elated cavalry also fell silent.

At this time, a corpse was carried in from outside the city by two volunteers, and when he passed by Liu Yu's side, he suddenly saw a familiar face. That's right, this is a personal soldier in Wang Lixin's mansion, a standard veteran oil, as soon as they met, he asked him to ask for cigarettes, beckoned to the two people to stop, Liu Yu carefully inquired about the scene outside the city, guessed how he died in battle, and was about to reach out to help him close his eyes, but found that he actually had a satisfied smile on his face.

"Does Taishou know him?" A righteous brave dared to ask.

"That's right, he's my brother." Liu Yu sighed, gently closed his eyelids, took out a pack of cigarettes from his arms and put it in his hand, and waved for the two to carry them to the edge of the city and put them away.

Looking at the backs of the two leaving, listening to the growing sadness and crying in his ears, Liu Yu's heart also fell. "The general died in a hundred battles, and the strong man returned in ten years." The enemy is eyeing the city, and now is not the time to mourn. Thinking of this, he led his own soldiers and raised his feet to the city tower.

"Brothers, fathers and fellow villagers, please take away the mourning first, and listen to the official's words." Standing on the city tower, Liu Yu waited for a while, organized the language in his heart, and then took the loudspeaker and said to the city.

The sudden sound made the surroundings quiet all of a sudden, the villagers and volunteers who were cleaning up stopped moving, and the anxious and grieving people also looked up at the city tower, Liu Yu's figure showed a solemn expression on his face under the illumination of the torch.

"In today's battle, the Tartars almost broke the city, the drawbridge outside the city and the city gate have been destroyed, look at the blood all over the ground, I don't need to say more, everyone can imagine how tragic it is."

"Yuan Tong was seriously injured and unconscious, and he hasn't woken up yet, and the official doesn't know what his injuries are, and he only hopes that Ji Ren will be in heaven. Just above this city tower, Zhang Du of the township soldiers was killed in battle, in addition to them, the captains of the various armies, the team leader, the head of the capital, the marquis of Yu, and there were not a few people who died in the battle. โ€

"But even so, the Tartars failed to capture this Jiankang City, why? Because thanks to the desperate efforts of everyone in the city, it is all thanks to the good sons born to the fathers and villagers! Liu is here, thank you. Speaking of this, Liu Yu raised his hand and bent over for a long time before slowly standing up. Everyone in the city was attracted by his movements, and they were stunned for a while.

"I know that many of you have lost their loved ones, some are sons and grandsons, some are husbands and fathers. No matter what it is, what Liu wants to say is that they are all good, and everyone died a very glorious death. Liu Yu's voice began to increase, and his hands began to gesticulate.

"Some people may disagree and think that the official is saying cheap things, but the official thinks he is qualified to say so. Because of this battle, the official did not stand far behind the formation and pointed at each other, if you don't believe it, you can ask the soldiers here. Liu Yu pointed his hand, and the people turned their heads to look at the surrounding sergeants, and the sergeants present all nodded.

"If you can still stand here today, maybe tomorrow it will be you, or him, or the official himself. But Liu believes that there is no one who is afraid of death here, sue sรน official, are you afraid? Liu Yu raised his hand and waved in the air, and a moment later, there was a response from the soldiers under the city.

"Don't be afraid!"

"Fight to the death!"

Jiang Ning and all the cavalry drew their sabers and shouted unwillingly, and the cheers like a tsunami echoed over the city, and the people were also infected, and they raised their fists and shouted in harmony.

Turning grief into strength and turning bad things into good things, Liu Yu, who came from later generations, is very familiar with it. Despite this, looking at the scene in front of him, there was still a red tide on his face, and the young blood surged into his heart, surging involuntarily.

"This official position is humble and powerful, and there is not much to do for the villagers, and I dare to announce here, today and in the future, the pension will be doubled, and the grain and rice for the family will be the same, and the wounded will be according to the rules, and there will not be many things, which can be regarded as a gesture of heart, and I hope to comfort the soul of the sky." After a slight pause after speaking, Liu Yu raised his right hand again.

"Brothers, although Jiankang is big, we have no way out, and behind us are our parents and family. Raise your swords and spears, raise your heads to the Tartars, and tell them that they may be able to take our lives, but they will never be able to take away our freedom! In the end, Liu Yu had already shouted loudly, and his right hand waved down powerfully with the words.

The feelings of the people in the city who had just calmed down were immediately stirred up again. The word freedom has existed since ancient times, and everyone is no stranger to it. The dual stimulation of material and spiritual stimulation was powerful, and the response of the soldiers and the common people was also deafening.

"Wan Sheng!" The slogan finally sounded, and the vicinity of the north gate fell into a sea of celebration of victory, and the people, despite the tears on their faces, were no longer as sad as they had been at the beginning, but had a proud look.

"Sue sรน Yinghong, you can start, remember to turn on the speaker first, tell her not to worry, just keep up with the rhythm, over." Liu Yu walked downstairs in the city, while taking out the walkie-talkie from his arms, the so-called speaker refers to the built-in mp3 player, this song was hummed by Liu Yu inadvertently, and later taught to Yinghong.

Suddenly, the sound of a horn from the pillar near the city gate was heard, and the rousing prelude was mixed with the rumbling of cannons, which were real cannons, the roar of 105-mm American howitzers. All the people in the city did not know why, and they were all stunned.

"Beacon smoke billowing ~ singing heroes" The beautiful soprano burst out of the air, Liu Yu laughed when he heard it, this is not the voice of Yinghong, I can't imagine that the pheasant slave actually dared to speak, this voice is really like. He couldn't help but stand still, listening carefully.

"Listen to the green mountains on all sides, listen to them."

"On a sunny day, thunder beats the golden drum, and the sea waves make a harmony."

"The soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty drove tigers and leopards, and forgot their lives to protect their homeland."

"Why are the battle flags so picturesque? The blood of heroes stained her red. โ€

"Why is spring always there? The life of a hero blooms with flowers! โ€

This lyric was changed by Liu Yu by four words, and it was placed in the Song Dynasty more than 700 years ago, which did not seem inconsistent at all, but had a catchy feeling. In the harmony of several pro-soldier men, the song reached **, Jiang Ning listened to the song and was fascinated, obviously knowing who was singing.

"Alright, wake up." Liu Yu came to his horse, stretched out his hand and patted it, Jiang Ning reacted from his intoxication, and when he saw that it was Taishou, he quickly turned over and dismounted, with a somewhat sneering look on his face.

"This official came to ask you, if you were ordered to go out of the city to fight the Tartars, would you have the strength to fight?" Liu Yu asked not whether he dared to fight, but whether he could fight.

"Please give an order, and if you can't win, you will come to see you." Jiang Ning clenched his fists and replied loudly, his excitement overflowing.

"Okay, now this official orders you to return to the camp immediately with the cavalry of the department, and step up the training tomorrow, and when the war comes, if what you say is false, military law will be conducted."

"Ah, the last general commands." Jiang Ning was stunned for a moment, but he didn't dare to refute, and ordered his subordinates to immediately form a team and return to the station.

Liu Yu also ignored him, his eyes had already seen Hu Sanxing who was walking towards him, and seeing that he was in a hurry, he didn't know what was going on, so he hurriedly greeted him.

The enemy army outside the north gate set up a camp tent on the spot, Xie Ruji led his Han army of 10,000 people to stand in front of the camp, the cheers from the distant city outside the camp can be heard clearly, but his big tent is quiet, the guards outside the tent do not dare to turn their heads and ears, and stand with their guns without squinting.

His second child, who had been missing for many days, actually ran out of the Song City, and almost made a great contribution, alas, thinking of this almost, Xie Ruji's heart was cold. In the daytime battle, his losses have not been counted until now, and only four of the five Han army thousand households have run back, and they still don't know where to hide and cry.

The loss of manpower is nothing, but when he thought that none of the dozens of Mongolian warriors who entered the city with him had returned, Xie Ruji immediately felt that it was not good. Everyone knows that those are the henchmen of the great marshal, and this battle was all folded in the city, Ashuhan is a Mongol, and it is impossible for the marshal to attack him, then there is only himself.

"You get up first, go and clean, no, that's it, follow a certain to see the handsome." Xie Ruji withdrew the hand placed on his son's head and said coldly.