The people of Daming were forced to do so, so they could only turn back again and rush to Pingliang City, this time, they were greeted by a bloody wind.

The archers, who had previously exhausted their arm strength, were still recuperating their strength, and when they saw the enemy army returning to the city, in order to get the reward again, they all bent their bows and arrows energetically and shot at the enemy troops under the city.

The rain of arrows roared down, shooting many Ming people who were advancing on the spot. is lucky not to die, but also wailing, so not sad.

"Alas, I don't want the people under the rule of the government to be so devastated, the government can't bear to look at it, Liu Shoubei, all the things here will be entrusted to you, if there is something, you can send someone to inform the government, and the government will sit in the county government." The prefect of Pingliang is a civil official, and he recites poetry on weekdays, how can he ever see such a scene.

When the Mongolian army just pressed the border, it was always worried that the city defense was unstable, so it came to suppress the formation, but the Mongolian army was not as powerful as rumored.

After the mood was relaxed, these miserable scenes of fighting and killing were somewhat unbearable, or they didn't dare to look at it, so they left under the pretext of leaving.

Liu Shoubei completely agreed with the prefect's suggestion, this civil official is in the way here after all, if he leaves, it will be convenient for him to command the battle, so he smiled and nodded: "The mansion is benevolent, and the humble duty is deeply admired. ”

"The ability of this government to kill the enemy is not successful, and it is still necessary to support the grain and grass for the army, so you can kill the enemy here, and the government will go back to prepare tea and rice, and reward the soldiers of the three armies." After the prefect of Pingliang finished speaking, he took a group of adjutant staff, walked down the steps, and returned to his own yamen.

The prefect of Pingliang took his subordinates and staff away, the battle continued, the archers on Pingliang City were inspired by the silver two, and their combat effectiveness was instantly sublimated, and everyone played extraordinarily, with an average of four to five feather arrows per person, killing and wounding many of the attacking Ming people.

When the unconcealed people of the Ming Dynasty easily broke through the rain-like arrow array and rushed desperately to the city, the tiger squat cannon gunners who had been waiting for a long time at the head of the city did not hesitate to shell the city.

Iron projectiles whizzed down, breaking everyone in their path into a pile of minced meat.

After all, the power of the cannon was terrifying, and the remaining Ming people really couldn't resist it, so they involuntarily ran back again, but when they saw the overseers on the way back, they had to stop.

They looked left and right, and suddenly found that they were in a desperate situation, and to move forward was death, and to go back was death, and there was no hope of life.

They simply stopped between the walls and the Mongols, did not advance or retreat, and stayed here in the hope of a temporary peace.

The battle stopped for a while, and the gunners at the head of the city could not reach these Ming people, nor could the archers, but the archers all held bows and arrows, and looked vigilantly at the crowd under the city, intending to shoot them with arrows when they attacked again.

One of these archers held his bow and glanced through the crowd for a while, as if he was locking on to his target, and when he looked at it for a while, he suddenly shook and the bow in his hand hung limply.

Next to this archer was a bearded archer

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His companion's expression was different, so he asked with concern: "What's the matter, Jing Shunchao, what's wrong with you?" ”

"That's, that's E's father, and it's E's mother who was hit by the arrow. They were under the city, and they were going to save them, and they were going to save them, and they were shot by arrows, and they were ...... by arrows, and they were going to save them. After Jing Shunchao said this, he threw away the bow and arrow in his hand, intending to save his father.

"What do you do!? Escaping from the battle is to kill the head! Seeing that Jing Shunchao was about to run under the city head, the bearded archers hurriedly grabbed the other party and hurriedly dissuaded.

"Father and mother are under the city, life and death are between breathing, how can a son sit idly by." Jing Shunchao did not give up, pushed away the bearded companions, and still had to go down to the city.

"Hey, you ......" When the branded beard was about to persuade him again, he didn't watch out for Liu Shoubei and walked over with a cold face, his words were so sluggish that he couldn't even say a word.

"How are you going to save your father?" Liu Shoubei stood in front of Jing Shunchao, his face was cold, and he couldn't see the slightest joy or anger.

"Ask your lord for mercy, and then open the gates of the city, and let the people of the city come in." There are all acquaintances from the countryside, and some of them are still relatives and friends of our people, and they just died like this, and it was really unbearable to watch. Jing Shunchao hit his head on the ground, and there was a thud, and in the blink of an eye, blood oozed from his forehead.

It seems that the strength of this Jing Shun Dynasty is really not small, and the changes here have also been seen by the other defenders, to be honest, there are many relatives and friends of the defenders who are still in the crowd of people who live and die only in the evening, and they were also hindered by military law before, and they are still forbearing, but now when they see someone come forward to talk about this matter, they all stop the defense in their hands, with an eager light in their eyes, and see how Liu Shoubei handles this matter.

This is an extremely dangerous signal, Liu Shoubei first looked around at the defenders who had been a little shaken, and then said to Jing Shunchao word by word: "Open the city gate, you tell me, so many northern captives are eyeing outside the city, the city gate is open, they follow the people under the city and rush into the city, you say, what will be the fate of the people of Pingliang Mancheng?"

There may be your relatives and friends in the city, but you can't save them, none of us can save them, for the hundreds of thousands of people in Pingliang City, those people under the city will definitely die. Liu Shoubei patiently explained to Jing Shunchao.

"My lord, do you know, there are little old fathers and mothers in the crowd under the city, and they have not repaid their kindness for so many years, but they have to watch the second elder die unexpectedly, how unfilial it is to be a son, and the little one has gone back and forth in this world."

What Liu Shoubei said may have some truth, but Jing Shunchao is unrelenting, and when he talks about sadness, he can't cry.

In this situation, everyone present had a slightly sour nose and felt the same way.

"You are a filial son, but today is not the time for you to be filial, since you care so much about your father and mother, Liu will fulfill you." After Liu Shoubei finished saying this, a cold light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and the sharp blade was sold, and he swung it vigorously, and cut off Jing Shunchao's head with one hand.

"Go down to earth and meet your old father and mother." Liu Shoubei first said a few words to Jing Shunchao's corpse, then looked around, and asked in a low voice: "Who else wants to meet with relatives and friends, just say that Liu has no ability, and this can still be done." ”

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Under such circumstances, who dares to stand up and die, the whole city is terrifying.

"Very good, wait and listen, the palace has already known the military information here to Hong Zhishuai, Hong Zhishuai and his old man will be killed with reinforcements in a few days, at that time, we can only cooperate with the outside and kill all the Mongolians outside the city, and avenge your relatives and friends.

Later, the people under the city will attack again, you must not be soft, you must fight bravely to kill the enemy, and you must remember that the people under the city are not killed by you, but by the Mongols. If there were no Mongols, your family would have been able to farm and weave at home.

It was because the Mongols came that they destroyed their homes and let them come here to die. Sons, keep Pingliang City, and when Hong Zhishuai comes, Lao Tzu will be the first to rush out, kill the Mongols, and avenge the innocent people. ”

Liu had Jing Shun executed to intimidate the army, and then diverted his hatred of killing his relatives and friends to the Mongols to distract his men.

When the defenders of the city saw the strict military law of Liu's garrison, they knew that there could be no more mistakes when defending the city, so everyone replied in unison: "Yes, adults, the little ones should work together to kill the enemy bravely and avenge the dead people." ”

"Very good." Liu Shoubei nodded.

However, it is said that when the city is experiencing a turmoil, the people under the city are naturally ruthlessly slashed and killed by the Han slaves who are responsible for monitoring them.

The people were forced to have no choice but to launch a decisive charge again, of course, for them, only death.

Under the blows of bows, cannons, and falling blows, the 5,000 Ming people who were previously used to attack the city were only more than 1,000 people left in the blink of an eye.

"Tashhai, there are not enough people like this, and rest first, and wait for the newly captured people of the Ming Kingdom to arrive, and then it's not too late to attack the city." Lin Dan Khan said to Tashhai.

"Yes, Great Khan." Tashhai put his right hand on his heart, bowed, and then said to his men: "Go and blow the trumpet and collect the troops." ”

"Yes, Archmaster." He went to inform the heralds, sounded the trumpet, and summoned the men and horses who were besieging the city.

"Woo, woo, woo, woo......" The horn sounded one after another, and the people who were besieging the city did not understand the meaning of this horn, but the Han slaves understood, and they immediately shouted to the Ming people who were defeated again: "Count your fate, the Great Khan has an order, collect the troops." ”

When the people heard this, it was as if they had heard the sound of heaven. They poured back to the front of the Mongol army like a tide, and they gathered together in twos and threes, far away from the Mongols, enjoying a rare respite.

"Hu Luke, your people have a sentry, did Hong Chengchou send reinforcements to save Ping Liang?" Lin Dan Khan waited until he collected his troops, and then asked Huluk directly.

"Great Khan, I sent people all the way to the north to investigate many ways, and it has been found that Hong Chengchou took about 10,000 people and rushed to kill us." Tiger Ruk replied immediately.

"Yes, it's good, only bring more than 10,000 people to dare to come to save Pingliang, when Ben Khan's 50,000 warriors are all furnished, come on, Ben Khan will let him Hong Chengchou have no return."

Lin Dan Khan, whose self-esteem was seriously frustrated because of repeated defeats at the hands of the Jurchens, thought that Hong Chengchou looked down on him, laughed instead of being angry, and said such a sentence in a cold voice.

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