Chapter 59: The Mourning Soldiers Will Win
Zhu Tong fell down heavily, his eyes gradually losing their brilliance, but he was still staring in the direction of his daughter. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info He has had many women, but no sons, only one daughter, and he sees her as life, as everything!
During the Chinese New Year, the house was too chaotic, there were too many chaotic guests, and her daughter liked to be quiet, so Zhu Tong specially sent someone to send her to Hanyun Nunnery to recite scriptures. Who knew that he was suddenly impeached by a black bullet, and his daughter hurried back, but met Liao Bing.
I have done too many evil things, and the retribution has come to my daughter!
Tears flowed from the corners of Zhu Tong's eyes, he was extremely remorseful, until he died, his eyes were still wide, and he was reluctant to close them.
The Liao soldier who was thrown by him staggered and stood up, and the knife stabbed into the neck not deep, although the blood flowed, it did not kill him.
The Liao soldier grabbed the hilt of the knife and drew the knife, blood came out again, and his chest was bright red. He didn't expect that a despicable thing could hurt himself. He went crazy, rushed to Zhu Tong's side, and kept slashing Zhu Tong's body with the knife in his hand, and the flesh and blood were blurred for a while, and he was chopped into a pile of rotten meat, like a twisted rag.
The people at the head of the city saw it clearly, and everyone's hearts seemed to be taken out!
Even Bao Zheng and Gongsun Ce, who usually look down on Zhu Tong the most, have mixed feelings at the moment. Bao Zheng clenched his fists hard, and his nails pierced into his palms.
Dynasty Mahan stared at the bull's eye, gasping heavily, and rushed forward, wanting to fight out of the city. Gongsun Ce shook his head vigorously at them, tears streaming down the corners of his eyes.
Everyone in the city was grieved and indignant, and at this moment, the Liao soldier cut off the knife in his hand, he threw the handle of the knife, and bent down to take out the dagger in his boot and cut off Zhu Tong's head.
He bent over, and suddenly felt a pain in the back of his neck, and suddenly he was so startled that he stood up and shook his body. Behind him, a teenage girl wrapped one hand around his neck, grabbed the hairpin with the other, and pierced the back of Liao Bing's head with a sharp end.
The Liao soldiers let out a howl of pain, and the companions next to them hurriedly ran over, they slashed at the girl with the weapons in their hands, leaving hideous wounds on her weak body, blood kept gushing out, she was about to faint several times, but she still gritted her teeth and hugged the Liao soldiers tightly.
Gradually, the girl lost the strength in her hands, and the Liao soldiers couldn't move, and their brains flowed out of the back of their heads, and the two of them fell straight to the ground in a strange posture...... Dad, my daughter doesn't need your protection anymore, my daughter can avenge you!
Zhu Tong and Zhu Xiu'er, father and daughter, died miserably in front of thousands of Song soldiers and civilians, and the Liao soldiers cut off their heads and hung them on the necks of horses as trophies.
They marched madly towards the city, shouting and screaming, as if no one was around.
"My lord, let's fight!"
Dynasty Mahan shouted with many officers and soldiers, and they fell to one knee.
Bao Zheng's face was pale, his body kept trembling, as a man, a bloody person, he should take up arms and fight to the death, even if he loses his head, it is better than being a coward!
But as an official of the imperial court, the lives of tens of thousands of people are entrusted to him, can he make a decision easily?
Bao Zheng was extremely painful, and in the end, he could only shake his head silently.
No matter how the Liao soldiers scolded, they couldn't leave the city.
Just a moment before Bao Zheng made up his mind, Wang Liangjing had already turned around and went down the city wall, his face was very ugly, very, very unsightly, his steps were extremely fast, Wang Ningan couldn't keep up with his father at a trot.
Far away from the city wall, Wang Liangjing suddenly stopped, and Wang Ningan almost bumped into him.
"Ning An, Dad wants to go out of the city!"
"I want it too!"
"I'm going to fight hard!" Wang Liangjing shouted.
"I'm going to kill Liaogou!" Wang Ningan was not to be outdone.
The two looked at each other for a long time, Wang Liangjing surrendered first, he took a deep breath, trying to calm down the agitated emotions.
"Ning An, Dad is sorry for you, this time Dad is very likely to die, and he will no longer be able to take care of you. Can...... Daddy can't help but go! Wang Liangjing clenched his fists hard, his grief and anger were extreme, and the anger in his chest was about to burn him crazy.
"There are only a hundred or so Liao dogs outside the city! In the city of Cangzhou, there are thousands of soldiers! There is no man, Zhu Tong is dead, no matter what he did before, he is good, Zhu Xiuer is dead, a woman, and he can still kill Liao Dog and avenge his father! What are we? Coward? Misbreed? ”
Wang Liangjing tore off his armor, revealing his strong chest, and let the cold wind blow.
After a long time, he said: "Dad must go, if Dad doesn't fight, your father will be a useless waste in this life!" I can't lift my head anymore! ”
Wang Ningan tried to puff up his chest, striving to get closer to the tall father, and said in a deep voice: "We not only have to work hard, but also leave this group of Liao dogs behind, and use their heads to pay tribute to the father and daughter of the Zhu family, and to all innocent people!" We're going to win! ”
Wang Liangjing was stunned by his son's attitude, and he hesitated instead.
"Ning An, can we really win?"
"Yes, powerful force, powerless wit." Wang Ningan is full of self-confidence, he has been a human being in two lives, and no one is more desperate than Wang Ningan, but Zhu Xiu'er desperately avenged his father, which completely moved him, even if he was hard-hearted, he was filled with righteous indignation. If he doesn't move, he'll go crazy.
Wang Ningan vowed to leave all the Liao soldiers behind and pile up their corpses into a mountain. He had never been so angry, but his anger did not make Wang Ningan lose his mind, but became more sober.
The Liao soldiers can be unscrupulous, and they have two killer features. One is a war horse, they have an average of three war horses per person, and they come and go freely, and the Song army can't catch up with them anyway by relying on two legs.
There are a lot of condor shooters among the second Liao soldiers, and when it comes to martial arts, Wang Liangjing is not afraid of any Liao soldiers, but his archery and riding skills are much worse than others.
"If you want to restrain the bows and arrows of the Liao soldiers, you must fight at night, and if you want to contain the war horses, you must bring them into the rugged terrain, set up an ambush, and capture them in one fell swoop. If it's really a head-on fight, even if they win, they can run away, and we can't do loss-making business! ”
At this time, Wang Ningan could still stay calm, which made Wang Liangjing ashamed.
He pondered Wang Ningan's words, which made perfect sense.
It's easier said than done, and the Liao soldiers are not stupid, will they be stupid enough to throw themselves into the net?
"It's man-made, if you need a trap, where is the best place to put it?"
Wang Liangjing thought about it for a moment and said, "Wild Wolf Valley! It doesn't get much better than there! ”
They had fought the Wild Wolf Valley, and they still remembered the gourd-shaped valley vividly, if they hadn't used tricks to trick the people inside, even if thousands of people died, they wouldn't have been able to take it down.
"As long as we can introduce the Liao soldiers into the Wild Wolf Valley, we will throw stones and rolling wood from both sides and seal the mouth of the valley, and there will be a natural coffin inside, enough to bury all the Liao dogs!"
Wang Ningan nodded, "Dad, how many people do you think is appropriate?" ”
"It's useless if you have more, and you may not be able to eat if you're less, three hundred people!" Wang Liangjing was a little disappointed again, and said to himself: "Although Cangzhou is not down, I'm afraid there are few heroes!" ”
As soon as the words fell, I heard someone say in an urn: "Wang Dutou, you can't help but underestimate us!" ”
As he spoke, several big men walked over from the street, led by Ma Han, and dozens of fierce soldiers behind them, who came to Wang Liangjing and bowed deeply.
"Wang Dutou, the younger brother has just resigned from his errand to Master Bao, these brothers are all subordinates of Commander Zhu, and the big guy is vying to avenge Commander Zhu! What can you do, just say it, even if we let us die, we are willing! ”
"Yes, we are not afraid of death!"
A large group of men had their necks as thick as their heads, and they shouted loudly, just to spit out the depression in their chests. Zhu Tong's death stimulated everyone, and instead of just living with promises, it was better to die with impassionedness.
Wang Ningan looked at the crowd full of anger, and four words surged in his heart: The mourning soldiers will win!