Chapter 50: Song of Righteousness II

At this moment, under the banner of "Bianliang Haojie stands under this banner", there are only a few hundred people left, and everyone is still injured. Most of them were the disciples of the gentry and their guards, all of whom were born of families. Naturally, everyone is dying. In such a situation, the people who were recruited were already lost, whether they died or surrendered.

Wang Jincai shouted loudly and rushed the hardest.

In his opinion, the opportunity to beat the water dogs has come.

"Chu was imprisoned and sent to the poor north. The woks are as sweet as gluttony, and they can't get it. There were fewer people, and the voice of singing righteous songs was also lowered, and was suppressed by the high-pitched shouts of killing, and each one could only hear his own voice.

This voice is a little unreal, it seems to have been read under my father's ring ruler when I was a child, it seems that when I was a teenager, when I was reading a history book alone, I turned it out again, and it seemed that now when I was temporary, there was a sacred feeling that burst out from my heart.

Wu Zhizong stabbed him to death. Zheng Yunhong was stabbed with a spear and fell directly in front of Li Xiliang. Li Xiliang's eyes were cracked, but he couldn't do anything.

After a few moments, the dust settled.

Zhang Xuan stepped on the blood and came to the place where the battle was most intense, but saw Li Xiliang on the ground, just on a big bluestone, but saw that his face was covered with blood, his tongue seemed to have been cut off, his hand stretched out, and he wrote five words on the ground, "The ancient road shines on the color." ”

"The color of the ancient road?" Zhang Xuan raised his head and said, "But I don't know whose color it is." ”

The time of the day has passed, and at this moment the sun is shining from the west, coupled with the large areas of dried blood on the ground, there is really a bit of the smell of residual yang like blood.

"Who's doing it?" Zhang Xuan said: "People are already like this, why bother with corpses." ”

"My hand." Deng He said suddenly.

Zhang Xuan was slightly surprised, in Zhang Xuan's opinion, although Deng He disregarded life and death, he was not a brutal person, he didn't kill people too much, he never did superfluous things, and killing people was just a knife or two. It won't be much torturous.

It's not his style.

Zhang Xuan thought it was the handiwork of some people in the army.

In the years of war, there are many psychologically distorted people in the army, and they all have mental problems in later generations, even Zhang Xuan himself feels that during this period of time, there may be something wrong with his spirit. He just asked casually, and he didn't expect anyone to admit it.

"I know this poem." Deng He said in a calm and deep voice: "When I was a child, my father taught me. But I want to live. ”

Zhang Xuan patted Deng He's shoulder and said nothing.

When I was a child, I was exposed to righteous songs, and I still have an impression that Zhang Xuan obviously knows that Deng He's father is a scholar, but after being a scholar, how did he fall into the way he is now, and he started a war, from

They all look like they are looking for death.

It's another sad story to think about.

No matter how noble the ancients were, no matter how Duke Wen illuminated the past and the present, even through the ages, a righteous song still made many people ashamed of themselves, so that Deng He couldn't help but break Li Xiliang's tongue, but he didn't want to face it.

But man always has to live.

"Thick burial." Zhang Xuan said.

Kaifeng North City.

Gao Mingheng stood for a long, long time. I lost track of time.

Not long after he became the governor of Kaifeng, that is, in the fourteenth year, Li Zicheng broke Luoyang City, and Li Fengxian, the governor of Henan, became the governor after dereliction of duty and accountability. But he has been in Kaifeng for a long time, and when Li Fengxian was the governor, he was an official in Kaifeng. Otherwise, it would not have been him who took over the post of governor of Henan.

Most of those who died outside the city were Kaifeng students, and many of them called him a teacher. At this moment, Gao Mingheng thought about it, the faces of these people were still in his eyes one by one, but now this is the case, he only felt numb under his feet, his body was empty, and he almost fell to the ground.

Huang Shu hugged Gao Mingheng and said, "Lord Governor, take care of your body, Kaifeng City still depends on your lordship." ”

"Take care of your body." Gao Mingheng smiled bitterly and said, "Now, what else needs to be taken care of." The old man owes a little ear. Just pity these young people," Gao Mingheng trembled and pointed to the north, and said: "Huang Shu, look at it, they are all Kaifeng cultural contexts, and now, Kaifeng cultural contexts are unique." ”

As he spoke, two lines of old tears flowed down from the corners of Gao Mingheng's eyes.

Huang Shu fell to his knees on the ground suddenly, kowtowing to the north heavily, and his head was on the ground, like the sound of gold and stone. Blood flowed out instantly, and someone immediately helped Huang Shu up, only to see Huang Shu's face covered with blood, and said: "I only hate staying in the city for too long, and I didn't die with you, but I Huang Shu's hatred in my life." ”

For a while, someone said: "No matter what happened to Lord Huang, it was the thief who was too cruel." ”

"yes, yes."

Gao Mingheng looked at it coldly. Seeing Huang Shu's face full of sadness, blood and tears flowing, unspeakably desolate and miserable, but Gao Mingheng did not have any sympathy, but a trace of disgust. Although he has not been an official for too long, he has already seen through human nature for more than ten years.

Huang Shu is a human being, and Gao Mingheng doesn't want to say it anymore.

The matter of the social soldiers was handled by Huang Shu single-handedly, and when the troops were withdrawn, it was Huang Shu who stopped them, worried about martyrdom. Huang Shu didn't. And from beginning to end, he has not taken a step out of Kaifeng City, and now he is here to grab the land first, can he hide it from his old man.

It's just these official articles, Gao Mingheng didn't want to tear them down, so he flicked his sleeves and went down the city tower. Don't bother with this farce.

Soon after returning to the governor's yamen, Chen Yongfu sent someone to report on the situation of the camp and siege of the city that day.

Gao Mingheng closed his eyes and listened to the report of the master below

"Broke into the camp and landed in the city three times, collapsed three times, all of which were blocked by General Chen, but 1,600 people were killed in the battle at the head of the city, including more than 600 under General Chen, and more than half of General Chen's troops have been killed and wounded, and General Chen asked the soldiers to replenish." ”

"Anything else?" Gao Mingheng asked.

"There are seven artillery blowers at the head of the city, and General Chen wants to invite a few more cannons." The master pushed the glasses, this kind of ancient eyes, there is a kind of taste similar to a work of art.

Gao Mingheng pondered for a while and said, "From now on, all the materials in the city will be dispatched by General Chen, and these things will not be used to report to me in the future." Ask General Chen to recruit on his own, and you will also go over and bring the governor's seal. ”

"My lord, this is not in order. The Great Seal of the Governor is sent by the majesty of the imperial court, how can it be so? The master was shocked. This master has been following Gao Mingheng for a long time, so he naturally has to think about this Dong Weng.

Gao Mingheng said: "It's okay. I'll let you do whatever you want. I've got something to do. ”

Gao Mingheng has been thinking about it for a long time.

The manpower and material resources in the city, whether it is the government or the people, have reached the time of exhaustion. At this time, it was impossible for Gao Mingheng to make any action other than defending the city, and even the material support for defending the city was only very little.

Before, Chen Yongfu reported to him what he needed. He can still find a way to raise it.

But by this time, everything has bottomed out.

Grain, gunpowder, iron, manpower, material resources, and even rolling stones and wood. People have to be demolished to open the houses in the closed city. Let him go through it again, it's purely superfluous.

Gao Mingheng fully realized that he was powerless to deal with the situation. Especially for the people of the city.

The people in the city used to grab food, medicinal herbs, and anything they could eat every day, and they all wanted to kill people for one or two meters, but at this time, these kinds of competition were less. Because everyone has no strength, but there are fewer roads on the street, but in the middle of nowhere, there are many strange bones, all human bones.

What is going on in the shadows of the city, so that Gao Mingheng, a person who has read the books of sages and sages, does not dare to think about it, and he can't bear to think about it, and even he, as a parent official, can't take care of it, because there is no food, even if he kills a group of people and saves a group of people, what can he do? Doesn't help the situation at all. You can only open one eye and close one eye.

Unless a large number of reinforcements come, Kaifeng can only survive in the city, sit and watch the situation collapse little by little, stiff but not dead.

This situation was gradually formed, but now the destruction of the 5,000 soldiers of the social army has broken through the psychological bottom line of Gao Mingheng.

"Wait." Gao Mingheng secretly said in his heart: "Wait for reinforcements, or wait for death." ”

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