"But the covenant, for the sake of the present, what should we do?"

Qiu Luan saw that Peng Yue did not listen to his opinion, but instead went to inquire about Yang Bo, whose official position was lower than his own, he couldn't help but feel angry, but it was inconvenient to attack, so he had to twist his head to the side. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"My lord, you really can't set such a precedent. Otherwise, the Tartars will frantically kidnap the people outside the city in the future, so as to blackmail my Ming Dynasty. After all, dozens of war horses, for so many prisoners, we do...", Yang Bo also expressed clear opposition to Peng Yue's hesitation at this time.

"And, my lord, if we allow the Tartars to flee because of these few people, what will we do if the Tartars will open the city gates with the people threatening them, and in the future, when the Tartars put all the people in front, our soldiers will not be able to rush and kill, but can only be slaughtered? In this way, it will not be conducive to our future battles. Qiu Luan added two more sentences on the side.

Peng Yue also knew that Yang Bo and Qiu Luan's words were very reasonable, because what they said did exist, but few officials could stop fighting because the people were captured and opened the city gates.

After all, after the city is broken, more people will die, and the conscience will be more condemned at that time. Those who do such things are usually civil officials who are kind to women, and military attaches are generally not coerced by this.

"What do you think of this?" , Peng Yue whispered next to Yang Bo's ear.

Originally, he wanted to bombard the city wall with artillery, wait until the Tartars in the back were killed, and the front was in disarray, and then all the cavalry rushed over together to save the people.

"It's not going to work!" Yang Bo's voice couldn't help but raise a little, "My lord, these Tartar soldiers were originally these soldiers. A few shots can solve it all. But you made us rush to kill these dozens of captives in order to save them. How many casualties will be added to this? You have to know how much resistance they will have when they fight to the death. Don't push them into such a desperate situation! ”

"And those people are tied up, and it is not easy for us to rush over to rescue them, I am afraid that in the chaos of the army, they will not survive."

"So what to do?" , Peng Yue frowned, and he had no idea for a while.

"The Ming army on the other side, have you thought about it?" The Tartar soldiers were very anxious at this time, they knew it. Staying here for a moment longer is more dangerous.

At this time, I saw them muttering there, there must be no good things, it can't be to discuss how to better let themselves go, right? It must have been discussing how to deal with himself, so the Tartar generals couldn't help but urge.

"My lord, I admire your kindness, but you can't joke with the lives of my Ming soldiers in order to appease your conscience. We are here to protect the people, but these soldiers are not people. Don't you need protection? They are also life, they were born and died for my Ming Dynasty, and their lives are more precious! My lord, there are sacrifices in every war. We can only measure the benefits and minimize the losses. Yang Bo also looked anxious at this time.

Peng Yue was deeply persuaded by Yang Bo. yes, isn't this just to make your conscience passable? But can the lives of these Ming soldiers be sacrificed casually? Notice. They weren't just a soldier, they were husbands. A father, a son, with their death, destroys a family.

When I read some reports in modern times about how many officers and soldiers were sacrificed in order to save a few people, I felt very angry. Those soldiers can die in vain? Is their life not life? Posthumously give them heroes, what is the use of being martyrs?

But now that I am in this situation, I am hesitant. Yes, the vocation of a soldier is like this, but now in Peng Yue's eyes, they are all lives, and this theory will not work! They can be sacrificed, they should be sacrificed, but they cannot make such senseless sacrifices. As Yang Bo said, rushing over, the people can't be saved.

Seeing Peng Yue's embarrassed attitude, Yang Bo was also moved in his heart, he knew that Peng Yue was out of love for the people, so he whispered to Peng Yue, "My lord, don't worry, I have a way now, you can try..."

"What?" , Peng Yue was also moved in his heart.

"My lord, when I get to the back, you say that you agree to let them go."

Before Peng Yue could react, Yang Bo had already turned his horse around, walked to the back, and whispered something to the soldiers next to him, and finally walked to the artillery and blocked there.

"Let's go, take the captives with you, and remember to let us redeem them later!" , Peng Yue didn't know what he meant, so he could only follow Yang Bo's method in a daze.

At this time, the Ming soldiers and horses all spread out to both sides, making way in the middle.

The Tartars were overjoyed when they saw this, and were just about to rush out, only to hear Yang Bo shouting: "Open the cannon!" ”

Before Yang Bo finished speaking, he turned his horse and rushed to the side, and the artillery that had been prepared was fired violently, and a shot hit the rear of the Tartar soldiers.

"Keep your head down! Shoot the arrows! Before the Tartars could react, the rain of arrows rushed straight at them.

"Be careful, shoot your arrows higher and don't hurt the people!" Although Yang Bo reminded, several people who did not react and were still standing there were also shot wounded or killed, while those who heard the order or bowed their heads or fell down avoided the rain of arrows.

Before the Ming army rushed over, the few Tartar soldiers were already dead and wounded, and they couldn't get up anymore.

At this time, a group of people rushed forward and quickly rescued the few people who were also lying on the ground. Since they were all at the front, they were only slightly injured by the shock, except for a few who were shot dead, the others were not in danger of life.

And those Tartar soldiers who were still lying on the ground and were wounded, and who pretended to be dead, were all cut off by a group of Ming soldiers.

"Ahh It's finally better...", Peng Yue cried with joy when he saw these rescued people, and his heart was also happy.

However, it was also at this time that Peng Yue found that his legs and stomach were already sore and sore. Lift your ass again, oops, my mother... It seems that the back is also soaking wet...

Yang Bo seemed to see Peng Yue's discomfort, so he turned his horse and walked in front of Peng Yue, "My lord, add another cushion to the saddle, and... When you go back, remember to apply more ointment..."

"Got it, haha...", Peng Yue smiled embarrassedly, "Weiyue, this time... Thanks to you..."

"Where, if it weren't for the adults who said your method this time, I wouldn't have thought of doing this...", Yang Bo smiled embarrassedly.

In fact, Yang Bo didn't expect things to go so smoothly, who would have thought that those Tartar soldiers would panic and be bombarded by artillery, completely forgetting the people in front of them.

Originally, the way he thought of could only save some people, but he didn't have a good way, because he knew that if he delayed any longer, the situation would be worse, anyway, even if his method didn't meet Peng Yue's expectations, he wouldn't be good, and he was ready to give up.

But God is pitiful, but there is a miracle, maybe this is the effect of kindness... (To be continued.) )