The city of Xiangyang is broken.

When Li Rui killed more than 30 scouts in succession in the territory of fifty miles outside Xiangyang City, and when he rushed to Xiangyang City, there was no living Jin soldier in front of him.

The east and west south gates of Xiangyang are closed.

The north gate is full of corpses, and the city gate has long been unknown, from the front of the city to the urn city, and then to the streets and alleys, there are corpses everywhere.

There are Jin Bing's corpses, and there are also Song Jun's children.

When Li Rui arrived, there had just been a rainstorm in Xiangyang, and a rainbow was seen after the wind and rain.

Many of the countless corpses soaked in the mud had already decomposed, especially those outside the city and in the urn city, which emitted a disgusting stench.

Li Rui was a little puzzled.

The city is broken, why don't you see gold soldiers in the city?

The army entered the city, and outside the pacification embassy, Li Rui and the cavalry soldiers finally saw a group of living people.

A group of lost souls.

A low-ranking officer and an extremely burly man from the Black Tower, hearing the sound of horses' hooves at this time, immediately led the remnants of less than two hundred troops to line up in front of the pacification embassy.

The low-ranking officers stood with their swords standing and looked at each other coldly.

Behind them, sat a group of people, all of them readers.

Anyone who reads is in armor!

In front of the pacification office, there were still more than 100 corpses, there was no rancid smell, and even the blood mixed in the muddy water on the ground did not change color.

Li Rui looked at it coldly, and there was still no emotion on his cold face, "How long has Jin Bing retreated?" ”

The low-ranking officer, who was about twenty-six or seventeen years old, stared at Li Rui for a long time before he spit out two words: "Guess." ”

After speaking, he turned around and walked back into the crowd, ignoring Li Rui.

Li Rui looked back and signaled 2,500 cavalry to go out of the city to pursue the traces of the Jin people, not to fight, and returned thirty miles, leaving 500 people to guard Xiangyang.

Dismounted, crossed the crowd, and came to the group of readers.

"Where is Zhang Mingzhi?"

No one answered him, everyone silently removed their light armor, and then walked back to the pacification station.

There was only one extremely young man, who had not yet reached the crown, still wearing armor and carrying a blood-stained long sword in his hand, and his voice was full of indescribable tenacity, but there was a sharp sarcasm in his voice, "If you chase it now, you can probably catch up before they enter Gangneung Mansion, but I don't think you can catch up." ”

Zhang Mingzhi ran away?

And listening to the tone, it seems that Zhang Mingzhi is not the only big official who has run away......

I'm really not afraid of death.

After thinking about it, Zhang Mingzhi is a serious scholar, even if he escapes from Xiangyang and is held accountable, I am afraid he will not die.

Li Rui was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered someone, "Tanhualang, Li Fengwu?" ”

Li Fengwu ignored him, threw away his long sword, summoned the man from the Black Tower, and did not go back to the pacification office, but walked towards the Xiangyang County Ya.

Lu Zhen, who had been watching coldly, hesitated for a moment and followed.

Li Rui's face was expressionless, but the emotions in his eyes were very complicated.

How did Xiangyang survive?

Looking back at the long street behind him, there were countless corpses, and they couldn't speak, but Li Rui did hear their anger clearly.

If he hadn't been dragged by Zhao Dian for a day, if he hadn't listened to the second sister's intention and deliberately slowed down, perhaps, there wouldn't be so many corpses here......

Li Rui looked at the three backs, gently took off the battle helmet on his head, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Blame me?

……

……

Not long after leaving, Li Fengwu suddenly paused, turned around and looked at Lu Zhen, "Why don't you go to appease the embassy, why are you following me?" ”

Lu Zhen grinned.

After guarding the city day and night, he didn't drink a sip of water, and with this smile, his dry lips were immediately stained with blood, but compared to the treated wounds on his body, it was all drizzle.

"I want to take a shower too."

Li Fengwu was speechless, "Although your father-in-law's mansion burned down, it's still okay to take a bath." ”

Lu Zhen was silent for a while and did not speak.

Li Fengwu also rarely cares about him.

asked Li Julu beside him, "Julu, did I kill ...... Well, there are probably three golden soldiers? ”

Li Julu pondered for a while, "Probably." ”

There is a little admiration between the words, the petty official is a scholar, and he even killed Jin Bing bravely.

Li Fengwu sighed, "I don't even feel it." ”

Li Julu smiled, "I don't feel it either." ”

I can't hide my pride.

Killing people is like numbness, how can you feel anything.

Lu Zhen on the side rolled his eyes when he heard this, but he really admired it sincerely, Li Julu was simply a killing machine, and the golden soldiers in armor could also be stabbed through by this thing.

Li Fengwu stopped talking, walked a long distance in silence, and then said to himself quietly, "We have also died a lot." ”

A comrade who was alive one moment ago may never see that face again the next day.

Maybe even the next moment, he will die next to himself.

Of the more than 10,000 defenders, only two or three hundred remained.

More than 3,000 strong men were almost wiped out.

Xie Xiaohe, the official of the Signing Judge's Office, died, Li Ziyang, the judge of Jiedu, died, Zhou Shu, the observer judge, died, Peng Jianqing, the general of An Fengjun, died, and Wei Shusheng, the captain of the real power, was also half dead.

And the most tragic death was Guo Jing, the secretary of Jiedu.

When the defense of the city entered the final stage, the stone throwing carts, bed crossbows were destroyed, and the Jin soldiers repeatedly attacked the city wall, and they all had to pay a huge price to recapture the city wall.

Take advantage of the location of street fighting, defend the city to the death, and wait for support.

Peng Jianqing died at the gate of the urn city, and after Wei Shusheng was seriously injured and rescued by Li Julu, Guo Jing volunteered to lead the troops to the front line, leading two hundred swordsmen to fight to the death.

Until the Jin people stepped on their corpses and entered the streets of the city.

Li Fengwu didn't think about quitting Xiangyang.

Before the Jin soldiers were killed to pacify the embassy, Li Fengwu even saw Su Shilie Talu, and also saw Liu Zhongzhu, who was supported and killed by less than 1,000 Jin soldiers.

Among them, there is even an iron floating slaughter that abandoned horses!

Both the offensive and defensive sides have run out of ammunition and food.

Just when Li Fengwu and the others retreated to the south gate, they suddenly retreated after the sporadic Jin soldiers.

Later, after confirming that the Jin soldiers had withdrawn from Xiangyang, the survivors gathered in front of the pacification embassy and waited for two hours before finally seeing the Qingyuan army cavalry entering the city.

Looking back at the Beimen City where there were still bursts of smoke, Li Fengwu sighed.

I don't know what kind of mental journey I had in the battle of Xiangyang to defend the city.

Zhang Chao died generously, Peng Jianqing died generously, Wei Shusheng was fearless in life and death, and Guo Jing fought to the death without retreating...... There are tens of thousands of guards in Xiangyang, except for Zhang Mingzhi, Zhu Wenxiu and Zhong Yu, who took away more than 600 people, and no one is afraid of death!

Although the Great Song Dynasty is weak, its backbone is still there!

If it weren't for Zhang Mingzhi and others taking away 600 guards, the outcome would still be unknown.

He is just a scholar, although he killed three golden soldiers, but this is not what he should really do, and the battlefield is not a place where he should stay.

The place where I should be is the court.

A scholar should do the work of a scholar.

Whether it is the Longxing Northern Expedition or the prosperous era of Qianchun, they are all the Great Song Fenghua under the control of scholars, and from today on, I am no longer the son of Jiankang Fujia Li Fengwu with the memory of later generations.

I'm just a scholar of the Great Song Dynasty.

My wish, the day I open my eyes to the world, the world is peaceful.

My wish, insisting on the court, for this Xiangyang green blood is not in vain.

I am willing to use the power of my life, not to seek to be as the official family wishes, just to stop dying at the border!

This is the phoenix of the Great Song Dynasty! (To be continued.) )