Looking at the hungry baby boy in swaddling clothes, I didn't hesitate to take it. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

For we know that unless reinforcements arrive, there is no other way for the people in the city to die.

Desperate resistance coupled with starvation and weakness, if they are surrendered, they will definitely become the sacrifice of the enemy's flag.

Going outside, although it is also thrilling, there may still be a glimmer of life.

Zhang Zhongcheng's concubine came out without him, and she knelt down to say goodbye to us, and soon disappeared into the night.

Taking advantage of the darkness of the night, we fought our way out of the enemy's encirclement and galloped towards the only place of hope.

On my chest was a rag wrapped in the young son that the concubine had stolen at risk.

Along the way, no matter how I rode the horse, he never let out a single cry.

Maybe it's because he's too weak, or maybe it's because I'm glad that I finally escaped from the dead city of Suiyang.

With the hope of the city, we rode our horses to Pengcheng smoothly.

As soon as I entered Pengcheng, I went to a wealthy family and begged them to take in the baby boy.

Nan Jiyun went to the Imperial History Mansion and implored the Imperial Historian Xu Shuji to send troops to relieve the siege.

Hehe, in troubled times, how can everyone be as righteous as Zhang Zhongcheng!?

Uncle Xu was hesitant, prevaricated in every possible way, and refused to send troops to save him, for fear of damaging the soldiers he had raised.

Nan Jiyun scolded angrily, and tears were uncontrollable in his eyes.

Heroes stain their shirts, crying blood and sad songs.

Xuzhou asked for help in vain, and our thirty elite horsemen had to travel day and night, for fear that the soldiers and people in Suiyang City would not be able to support our return.

Breaking through to Linhuai, Nan Jiyun knelt down and begged the imperial historian Helan to enter the Ming Dynasty, and Yang Qi sent troops to help Suiyang get out of trouble.

Helan Jinming's eyes were staring at the indoor singer and dance, and he only said that Nan Jiyun was a rare talent, so it was better to stay in Linhuai to enjoy himself.

Nan Jiyun broke off his will, got on the horse and resigned, went out of the city and shot the pagoda angrily, and the arrow entered the half arrow, saying that he would kill the Ming after quelling the rebellion.

Then, we went to Zhenyuan again, and got Li Ben to give us a hundred horses.

In the end, when he arrived in Ningling, he gave 3,000 soldiers to Liantan.

At this point, there has been no way to ask for help several times, and we have seen the situation clearly, Suiyang is besieged by a large army, and no one dares to hit the stone with an egg and give his life in vain.

If we are alert, we should take the opportunity to join the Lord and kill the enemy in the same battlefield.

However, after months of joining hands to meet the enemy, we have long been united with the people of Suiyang.

Although we knew that the fate of Suiyang City would be irretrievable, we made up our minds to live and die with our brothers who lived and died together!

The city is there, and the people are there; The city is dead, the people are dead.

Gathering a few thousand men, we returned to Suiyang City.

On the way back, he was discovered by the Yin thief rebels, and after a bloody battle, he finally returned to the city.

We were greeted by Zhang Zhongcheng and Xu Taishou, who were hungry and weak, and they looked at us eagerly, thinking that we had brought hope.

But when they saw that there were only a few thousand people behind us, they couldn't help but cry.

They clearly knew that it was only a matter of time before Suiyang City, which had been abandoned, would fall.

At this moment, the concubine behind Zhang Zhongcheng was the concubine who secretly entrusted the baby boy to me that night.

She quickly pulled off the hairpin on her head and stabbed her throat resolutely.

It all happened in the light of light, and the humble concubine left a weak last word and went west.

She said: The concubine hates not to be born as a man, and is willing to donate flesh and blood to relieve the hunger of the soldiers to help the army.

Zhang Zhongcheng howled and cried, and the crying did not stop for a long time.

It's easy to die, but it's hard to live!

The cry quickly spread throughout the city, and the mourning shook the sky.

They weep for their abandoned fate, for a future they know will die......

The body of the unknown concubine was not cold, and in the crowd of onlookers, there were weak people who died one after another.

The splattered blood stains painted their wishes, and they would rather die standing than live on their knees!

The people are light on life and death, how can the soldiers be worthy?

I don't go to hell, who goes to hell! After Zhang Zhongcheng finished muttering, he wiped away his tears and gritted his teeth and ordered: Set up a big pot to cook meat, and live to the last moment of killing the enemy!

The soldiers carried out his orders with tears in their eyes, and even if they vomited after eating, they swallowed the flesh and blood of their fathers or comrades-in-arms who had been bloodied together in the past.

Then, still holding their spears, they stood firm on the city gate, and told the enemy on the other side with burning eyes that they would rather die than surrender!

They would rather die a tragic death than open the door to surrender to the enemy!

They will never sit back and watch their wives and daughters being bullied and live without dignity like dogs!

At this time, Suiyang has completely become a desperate lonely city.

In October, there were only more than 400 remnants left in Suiyang City, and they were so weak that they couldn't even pull up their bows.

On the night of late autumn, the moon was like frost, and the Yin thief rebels finally broke through the city.

At this time, we were extremely weak and no longer had the strength to defend the city, so weak that the enemy army fell down with a push of his hand.

After the city was broken, Zhang Zhongcheng, Xu Taishou, and Nan Jiyun were captured alive and were all persuaded to surrender.

I lay on the ground weakly, watching them scold the thief angrily, so unhappy!

The rebels had a long-standing grudge against Zhang Zhongcheng and Nan Jiyun, and slashed them alive.

Then, he swarmed up, raised his sword and fell, and slew all the weak soldiers lying on the ground.

I was slashed in the ribs, but I was so weak that I couldn't even cry out in pain, so I could be considered to have saved my life.

After I survived, I never wanted to fight again.

I can't carry that blood-soaked knife anymore.

Following my memory, I retrieved the baby boy who was sent out, and found a stable place to raise the two abandoned children I picked up in Suiyang City. ”

Bai Fu finished talking about the battle of Suiyang in one breath, his eyes were full of grief brought by memories, and he looked at Li Mo sadly, "At this time, the person you are stepping on is Zhang Zhongcheng's son." His life is so miserable, you can let him go. ”

Li Mo didn't hear Bai Fu's words at all, and was blindly immersed in his own thoughts, and his mind was difficult to calm down for a long time.

Although he barely passed the history exam that year, he still knew a little about the Tang Dynasty.

At that time, the economic lifeblood of the Tang Dynasty was the south, and the income from taxes, grain and grass depended on the support of the south.

And the choke of the southward movement is in Suiyang, and once the rebels are able to move south, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Zhang patrolled Suiyang to defend the city for ten months, so that the rebels did not dare to take a step beyond Lei Chi, which provided a strong guarantee for the counteroffensive of the imperial court.

What courage and open-mindedness it should be to defend a city and defend the world!

Although he violated the most basic ethical bottom line of human beings and ordered his subordinates to eat people's lives.

However, when he made this choice, which was more difficult than death, what kind of grief did he have?

Many times many things cannot be done as perfectly, and in the end, they have to go through a lot of difficult trade-offs.

The more desperate you get, the more tragic the trade-off.

War itself is cruel, and human nature does not stand up to scrutiny.

Open the thick history book, every page is bloodstained, full of deceit.

It is precisely because of these unyielding vows to defend that there is a brilliant Chinese culture of 5,000 years.

Peaceful but not cowardly, if you are stepped on the bottom line, you don't need to say anything, roll up your sleeves and fuck him, beat him until he is afraid, it's that simple!