The left garrison looked at the city guard with an iron arrow stuck in his mouth, and sighed at the soldier who was holding a knife and gun to prevent him from falling: "The city guard is dead, and your responsibility has been fulfilled. ”

A pawn commander asked, "What about you, General?" ”

The garrison sighed: "Because you don't eat the king, so, after a year, you have completed your responsibility, and I eat the king's money, although I am despised and despised and despised but I must be worthy of my money." Therefore, it is my duty to fight to the death against the enemy who invades my country. Then the rickety's body suddenly became straight: "I haven't forgotten, I'm from Bairong, I haven't forgotten that I'm a warrior, tomorrow, I will go out of the city and fight the enemy." ”

In the face of the generals who stood firm for their beliefs, the 10,000 soldiers were all silent.

This Zhongshan is no longer the Zhongshan of the samurai, but the Zhongshan of the literati. Samurai are despised, discriminated against, how do you not chill these former samurai?

But samurai also have the pride of samurai.

After a long time, a yellow-faced and thin-skinned soldier stood up: "Please give me a full meal, I will follow the general to fight for Zhongshan." ”

This is the last request of a soldier for the country, and it is also a final request for a samurai.

In the field battle, he will face 100,000 tigers and wolves, which is actually not for Zhongshan, but for the glory of a warrior to die.

One soldier after another stood up, willing to fight for the glory of the samurai and to follow this general who was about to become a hero and a martyr.

The garrison looked at one real samurai after another, and then shook his head slightly: "There is no need to make senseless sacrifices, it's not worth it." ”

Yes, it's not worth it.

Then, leaving behind the most loyal soldiers and servants, he divided the treasury of the most greedy of the guards who professed to be gentlemen by night, opened the gates, and sent away the soldiers, dressed and saddled with swords, and sat down until the dawn of his fate.

The next day, Zhao Xing had breakfast early and lined up in front of Zuoren Pass.

The 3,000 camels of the Poxi army were in the center, and they were the backbone of the attack on the enemy army in the city, and they led the Chinese army to protect in the rear, Zhao Hao was on the left, and Loudi was on the right.

When everything was ready, Zhao Xing stood on the nest car, picked up the drumstick, and prepared to beat the drum to invite the battle. This time, there will definitely be no situation like last time, and the enemy will never make the same mistake as the last time he went out of the city to fight. In particular, the Zhongshan people, who have lost their blood and bravery, will definitely rely on Gaocheng to defend it. This time, it is destined to be a tragic siege battle, and I don't know how much Zhao Guonan's blood will be spilled on the battlefield this time.

The drumsticks were held high, and as a result, the city gate on the opposite side was opened, and a chariot with a tall Zhongshan flag was inserted on the car, and under the big flag, a mighty general, no car left, no car right, only a royal hand, so rumbling out of the city gate.

Zhao Xing faced the enemy generals who rushed out, and he was surprised that he forgot to beat the drum. Do Zhongshan people really remember to eat or fight? Isn't the lesson of the last time I went out of the city with myself enough for them to learn a lesson?

Then looking behind this great general, Zhao Xing was shocked and dropped his jaw. They were followed by more than a hundred soldiers, their clothes and armor in tatters, their spears rusted, and a few of them the clothes of slaves.

Zhao Xing understood, so he dropped the drumstick, stretched his neck and asked loudly to the general opposite: "Is the general here to return to Shun?" ”

The Zhongshan guard shouted proudly: "Zhongshan, there are only generals who fight to the death, and there are no cowards who surrender." Then he felt that he didn't believe what he said, so he said loudly again: "Who wants to fight me to the death." ”

This is here to fight, or more so to send him to death.

In the face of this lonely enemy general, the 100,000-strong army turned out to be unanswered.

Not in fear of his might, but in awe of his backbone. No one wants to kill a backbone hero in despair.

Yes, with his backbone, he is already a hero.

"Why bother, Zhongshan is already doomed to ruin, a kingdom that has been completely corrupted and incurable, is it necessary to send him to death?" Zhao Xing shook his head and regretted: "We destroyed Zhongshan this time, only its court, not its people." Please submit to us and continue to protect your former people. ”

The general shook his head: "Please don't insult me like this, I eat the king's money, I should be loyal to the king, do my duty, don't say more, give me a dignified battle." ”

shook his head confidently: "This is a real general, but he has been poisoned by Confucianism unconsciously." This is a normal decision in this era, he should not hesitate to surrender to me, but it is a pity that a hero. ”

Lou Di stepped forward: "My good Anda, don't grind and chirp anymore, since he is a hero, give him a hero-like home." We respect the hero the most, let me go and fight him. ”

Zhao Xing asked suspiciously: "Can you do it?" Don't bump into it. Forget it, I'll do it. ”

At that time, everyone was impressed by Zhao Xing's heroic deeds. Loudi was moved to tears by Hao Anda's concern. At that time, Zhao Hao shouted for his life: "Please let me be your car right." ”

Xu Jie said generously: "Please let me be your royal velvet." ”

Loudi said loudly: "Please let me-"

Zhao Xing stretched his neck and said loudly to the other side: "Please set up a dignified formation, let's fight for our own honor." ”

At that time, the three of them stumbled and fell.

As a result, the more than 100 soldiers on the opposite side stood up and shouted: "The battle of the dignified, the battle of the dignified." ”

The guard threw his hand at Zhao Xing with tears: "Please be kind to the people of Zhongshan in my city." Then he turned around, bowed his hand to more than 100 soldiers, and ordered loudly: "The army is divided into three formations, soldiers, we will kill the enemy for the sake of Zhongshan——"

Zhao Xing personally beat the drum and three links to see off the more than 100 warriors in Zhongshan, and then watched them rush towards his 100,000 army tragically. "No matter how corrupt a monarch is, no matter how degenerate a country is, there is still no shortage of patriots." Watching the tragic 100,000 army retreat, and after scattering, silently facing the remains of more than 100 heroes with the highest etiquette of warriors, Zhao Xing issued this eternal emotion.

"Bury them thickly, in the specifications of warriors and heroes." After the command, he proudly announced, "We are going into the city." ”

On both sides of the street, meek people stood cheering for the new ruler.

Xu Jie sighed: "Let the subjects of a country sink and degenerate so quickly, there is no distinction between friend and foe, the Lord is really a capable person." ”

Zhao Xing smiled bitterly, is this his ability? It was my own personal experience, and in the next generation, it was only two years to make a high-spirited nation become a utilitarian that everything looks at money. And in order to transform back and rejuvenate the great nation again, three generations of leaders worked hard and couldn't. Isn't that a kind of sadness?