1256. It is better to sing and die in the rain than to swallow the sound and live

Seeing Wuzhu's appearance of hating iron and steel, he seemed to be very sad about the Qiang people's incompetence.

Li Pojun really wanted to tell him that you Qiang people are still awesome once after three or four hundred years, Li Yuanhao, the leader of the Qiang Dangxiang tribe, established the Great Xia Empire, dominated Hexi, and formed the power of the Three Kingdoms with Song Liao, enjoying the country for nearly two hundred years, known as Western Xia in history, and the power is far stronger than the "country of millions" mentioned by Wuzhu.

"This servile nature that has been oppressed into the bones is only for me to struggle for one or two, His Royal Highness the Prince of the Tang Dynasty, now I die, I hope you will be kind to the Qiang people, be kind to Tao Qiang, although the Tang Dynasty's restraint policy is good, but the officials may not be sympathetic.

You said that Kong Changxiu is benevolent, and not only does he never look down on us and other Hu Yi, a barbarian, full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, the land of Taozhou, the Han people reduce taxes every year, build bridges and pave roads, according to your standards, it is quite a political achievement, hehe, but I Taoqiang, what did Taoqiang get, it is still unchanged, or bear a huge amount of taxes, the prey on the Baishi Mountain has been beaten up and can not be seen, such a day, instead of swallowing the silence of the living, it is better to fight."

Wuzhu seemed to be a little emotionally out of control, condescending, looking at Li Pojun and the others under the mountain and complaining.

Wuzhu's words seem to be a little incendiary, and even Zhang Wenjun, a well-educated Confucian scholar, is discolored.

Just when everyone was moved and lost their minds, they saw Wuzhu walking to the side of the cliff and shouting in a sad voice: "Only I am Taoqiang, I would rather sing and die in the rain than swallow my anger and live." After that, it was in the stunned eyes of everyone that he jumped forward.

"Miss Ujo ......".

"Wuzhu ......".

Everyone was shocked and ran forward like crazy with Mu Zhi.

The 300 remnants of the soldiers on the top of the mountain were also shocked.

"Woo, Miss Wuzhu, you take Ah Da", a strong man who guarded Ah Da Nuo, actually cried with red eyes.

"Miss Ujo wait for me, Ah Da is here."

After saying that, he actually ran over and jumped down with Wuzhu, the side cliff was in front of the mountain, and the two sides of the mountain road stairs were also several zhang high, and all of them were rocky ravines.

As soon as Wuzhu jumped down, he smashed into the rocks, splashing a trace of blood, Ah Da was even more miserable, his head was directly mounted on the stone, red and white, and the dead could not die anymore.

Li Pojun's face was pale, looking at He Muzhi holding Wuzhu's corpse and crying bitterly, the pretty face that was still fresh before was already full of blood at this time, and there was no life.

"What a strong woman", Zhang Wenqian also sighed.

Just as Zhang Wenqian finished sighing, he only heard a low roar on the top of the mountain, as if he was saying something in Qiang language, and Mu Zhi's face changed greatly, and he looked at the top of the mountain and stretched out his hand and shouted: "Don't."

Li Pojun and the others were startled, and they hurriedly looked, only to see that the three hundred Qiang soldiers on the top of the mountain jumped down one after another, smashing between the rocks and strange trees, most of them died on the spot, and the rest were seriously injured and dying.

This is really shocking, facing such a tragic scene in person, Li Pojun's face is also slightly pale, and his lips are trembling.

"This ...... This ......", Zhang Wenjun stretched out his hand and kept trembling, and finally couldn't help but look at this scene again, and turned his head to the side, "Hu Yi also has loyalty."

"Each is his master, they are all loyal warriors, worthy of respect" Xue Rengui also said with a solemn face, bowed as he spoke.

"Let's bury them here, the god of Shiraishi who accompanies them."

Standing for a long time, Li Pojun also sighed and said,

The sergeants under his command were busy picking up the corpses of 300 remnants, paying special attention to their movements, and they were also full of respect for these respectable enemies, and they also rescued some people who did not die on the spot.

Seeing the three hundred brave martyrs being carried down one after another, Li Pojun also said softly: "Maybe a hundred years later, if the story is passed down here, we will also become the perpetrators of the criticism."

Zhang Wenjun's face was solemn, and he shook his head and said: "The general is too worried, I waited for the Wang Shi Heavenly Soldiers to come with great righteousness, it is to quell the rebellion, and it must belong to the righteous side."

Li Pojun didn't speak, just stared at the Qiang soldiers who were not blind, and only heard Fang Er also murmuring with a solemn face: "I'd rather sing and die in the rain than swallow my anger, this woman is so courageous", said with an excited face, beat his chest and said: "This is my motto, you must live a taste."

Hearing this, Zhang Wenqian glanced at Fang Er, and there was also a wry smile in his eyes, what the thief said, these two goods were actually taken as aphorisms, fortunately, he was the son of the prime minister and a royal confidant.

Li Pojun raised his eyebrows when he heard this, this sentence seems familiar.

With a thought, he walked to a smooth boulder, and pulled out the sword at his waist with a sigh.

"General, you ......." Zhang Wenqian asked in surprise.

"Isn't the general going to engrave a stone and leave a word?" Zhai Changsun's eyes lit up and asked.

"In the past, Dou Xian Leshi Yanran, could it be that the general also wants to follow suit and come to Leshi Baishi?" The eldest grandson is also guessing.

Fang Er's mouth was deflated when he heard this, and he muttered: "What is there to remember about a small Baishi Mountain, this battle is ...... boring." Fang Er's guy is telling the truth.

Li Pojun glanced at him, twisted the sword in his hand, faced the boulder, and carved vigorously.

After a while, Zhang Wenqian and the others took a closer look, and Gu Jun's face moved slightly, with a look of admiration.

I saw a small poem engraved on the boulder.

"The flag is erected on Baishi Mountain, and only the beautiful woman stands on the peak.

100,000 warriors unloaded their armor, and none of the clans were men."

After reading this "poem", Zhang Wenjun's face was a little solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "General, although this Wuzhu is heroic, but after all, it is a thief, this poem is a compliment, and it is more regretful and exclaiming, is it a little inappropriate?" If the Imperial Historian of the DPRK and China learns of ......".

Li Pojun shook his head when he heard this, and said straightly: "It's okay."

Looking at the bloodstained rocky mountain recess, "When I return to Beijing in the future, I will ask the saint to play and chase the Wuzhu."

Zhang Wenjun was stunned when he heard this, opened his mouth and didn't say anything in the end, because he knew that Li Pojun had made up his mind and couldn't be persuaded, and he really admired this Qiang girl in his heart.

The Chinese army was in the big tent, and Li Pojun had no intention of staying in this mountain any longer, so he ordered the withdrawal of the army that night.

After being stationed in Lintan City, the Taozhou Governance Office, in the evening, before he had time to remove his armor and wash, he heard Chen Kang report that Li Zhen and dozens of men were outside the house asking to see him.

Li Pojun's mind moved, and he guessed that it should be the Lintan militia coming.

Li Pojun is full of respect for this kind of non-governmental righteous organization, although most of the organizers have other ideas, but it is true that he protects the territory and the people, and this is his positive point in defending the township and protecting the villagers.

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