Since the failure of the breakthrough in August, Yang Yi has had many times in his mind. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Sometimes listening to the benefits reported by the other party, he also feels that he is really envious.

Maybe it's the national integrity that still dominates the camp at this time, plus since the beginning of this war, the two sides have been strangled on this land for more than two years, and there have been too many bloody cruel facts, and if you push it forward, the feud accumulated by the two sides can only be washed away with blood, and under this thought, no one will mention surrender.

Of course, nothing is absolute.

Yang Yi, as a low-level soldier, can't be his own master most of the time, and any of his personal thoughts can only be coerced under a certain general trend, and he can at most think about how to make himself live better.

He had no way of knowing the thoughts of the upper-level generals, and there were occasionally some voices among the middle- and lower-level generals, but under strong pressure, they were all regarded as rumors.

However, even if there are rumors, whether it is the counter-plot deliberately spread by the other party, or the internal rumors, for this army that has been trapped for a long time and has been exhausted, it is enough to break something, such as faith.

In such a situation, it is naturally impossible to have different hearts.

The sound of persuasion outside had stopped, and the sun had gone overhead, scorching the devastated land. The freshly fallen snow in recent days has not melted in the sun, and the fine ice crystals are a little harsh.

On the fence built of wood, Cao Bianjiao swept the square team below fiercely, and said, "Is this going to fight with us?" ”

Beside him, Governor Qiu Minyang looked a little more elegant, and responded: "Although the weather is good today, it is not conducive to combat, so it must be for you and me to see, and by the way, some people have made up their minds." ”

Cao Bianjiao was stunned, sneered, and his eyes were cold: "Changbai, do you really believe that someone has a crooked mind?" ”

Qiu Min looked up and said, "How?" ”

Cao Bianjiao said: "It's nothing. He sighed softly, "Since they don't plan to attack, you and I don't need to stay here anymore, but don't be used as a live target." ”

Qiu Minyang quipped: "You can't hope for something good." At that moment, he glanced outside again, settled down, and caught up with Cao Bianjiao, who had already left.

Qiu Minyang, as a grain transportation officer, knows very well what kind of situation they have reached now, not to mention that the grain road is cut off, and it is unblocked, and there is no grain to transport in the rear. He can be regarded as the person who has the most contact with the outside world in the Matsuyama camp at the moment, and he knows how bad the situation outside is.

At present, not only outside the gate, but also inside the gate is a mess, under the chaos of the rogue soldiers and bandits, it is a common thing to change children and eat, and it can be seen that even if the court really has the heart to do something for them, it is no longer possible.

Now that it was October, the weather was getting colder, and they were cold and starving until the beginning of spring, and they collapsed without attacking from the other side.

This is also one of the reasons why they can still live well now, but eighty percent of their people can only live until the beginning of spring.

After getting off the fence and not walking for too long, the two left separately, Qiu Min looked up at Cao Bianjiao's back and shook his head, but he didn't plan to talk more nonsense.

Cao Bianjiao, who returned to the camp tent, called his generals over, and sent the task without saying a word, although everyone was puzzled, they didn't ask more, but they were eager to try, and went down to prepare after receiving the order.

An hour later, in front of the stage, Cao Bianjiao looked at the soldiers he had brought out of the customs, looked at them for a long time, and seemed to have finally made up his mind.

At the moment, he said: "Two years ago, we went out of the customs, and now, how much blood has been sprinkled in the white mountains and black waters?" Less than half of the brothers who came out together survived...... But since Emperor Chengzu, my ancestors have taught 'the king dies, and the Son of Heaven guards the country', and His Majesty has such a determination to wait for the king's fortune and be loyal to the king. Now that he is surrounded by the Emperor Taiji soldiers in Songshan, he has to bark in front of the camp gate for half a day every day, let me ask me, how can we be the kind of people who are greedy for life and afraid of death, and sell their masters for glory? ”

After a pause, Cao Bianjiao said solemnly: "Today, I, Cao Bianjiao, am going to destroy the majesty of his Emperor Taiji...... Wait for the order to go out of the camp with me, and kill ......."

There was a moment of silence, and like rolling thunder: "Kill, kill, kill." ”

Cao Bianjiao got off the platform with a cold face, took the reins from the guards, turned over on the horse, turned the horse's head, and the blade was directed: "Kill." ”

The Chinese army saw a scene in the big tent, but it was obviously no longer feasible to come over to stop it at this time. This is definitely bad for the already low morale.

Qiu Min sighed and waited for the governor next to him to speak.

"Prepare for the pick-up."

Qiu Min nodded and called the royal courtiers on the side to go down and prepare.

The camp gate was wide open, a thousand soldiers rushed out violently, and the Qing army on the opposite side routinely scolded for a long time, and was ready to return.

Cao Bianjiao looked at the Qing military team that quickly made adjustments, and frowned, but it was impossible to return now, not to mention the depression that had been trapped in Songshan, and he also planned to vent his anger.

After a while, the battle formations touched, and the sound of slashing and slashing began.

When the two armies fought, it was naturally impossible for them to show mercy, and almost instantly, the two sides had already strangled together, so that the red-coated artillery of the rear battalion was not able to use their strength at all.

Hands raise and fall, some fall, some struggle to cut over the enemy in front of them, and then fall......

The Qing army seemed to have no intention of fighting, either because there were not many people coming, or because they planned to lure the enemy deep and swallow all the troops that came out of the turtle shell in front of them, so they had already retreated after two rounds of confrontation.

Cao Bianjiao also changed his strategy at the moment and did not chase and kill, so in this way, not long after, only dozens of corpses were left in the place where the two sides were originally fighting.

Cao Bianjiao stopped and ordered: "Take their corpses and go back to the camp." ”

As soon as the order was given, someone rushed up and took the corpse of his own side and rushed back to the camp at great speed.

As soon as he entered the camp gate, Cao Bianjiao got off his horse, took off his helmet and threw it to the guards next to him, and greeted the guests with a smile.

"Haha...... Refreshing. ”

It didn't take long for Yang Yi to hear the news, and he swept the happy looks of several people next to him, and he didn't know whether to worry or be happy.

But there was one thing he had to find a way to live.

In such an environment nowadays, he is categorically unwilling to surrender, and the Manchu family in later generations does not mean that it is now, and the obsession of this body itself makes him care a lot about the "national integrity".

The thought of surrendering would make him feel guilty.

Therefore, it can only be fought until the last moment?

This path is really difficult for him to follow.