“…… Those who serve the country, protect the people of the capital......" The Jinyi guards and messengers who were ordered to read the summoning order in the streets and alleys of the capital division had already roared hoarsely, but they still stuck to their duties and continued to call, hoping to summon more forces to defend the city.

A house opened the door, a hunchbacked old man who was nearly fifty years old, his clothes were still patched, and rushed out with a kitchen knife, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy with a red face, holding a wooden sword was walking out of the house next to him, but he was drunk, and a middle-aged fat man came out, holding a bright short knife in one hand, and patting the young man's head kindly with the other hand, and turned to the inner room and shouted. "Show this little cub to Lao Tzu firmly, today, I want you to go back to ...... master"

More houses were opened, there were butchers, merchants, and even some shopkeepers who had not had time to throw away the rags on their shoulders, and there were even weak scholars who carried swords that were more decorative than practical......

"There are many generous and sad songs in China, and there are people with lofty ideals who draw their swords and serve in the wilderness." A weak scholar saw that even a few scoundrels had rushed out of the museum, with short blades or clubs in their hands, but this time they were not to oppress the good, but to face the enemy of the country.

"For the rise and fall of the country, the husband dares to take responsibility, and we cannot be left behind." A gray-haired old man exclaimed.

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"Prime Minister Wen is a scholar, when the national crisis is at hand, he still dares to swing his sword to the north, don't we even have the courage to follow the sages?!" One of the prisoners in Guozi Prison raised his arms indignantly and shouted loudly.

"The Son of Heaven is hunting in the north, the country has the difficulty of Jingkang, we are all people of the Ming Dynasty, if I don't know how to serve my family and country at this time, he said, what face does it have to face my Chinese sages?!" Another inmate couldn't help but raise his arms and exclaim.

"The battle of Tumubao, like the difficulty of Jingkang in the previous dynasty, is it possible that all beings have no ambition to move Yue Pengju?!" The prisoner who spoke first couldn't help but pick up the ring ruler on the gentleman's desk, and rushed towards the gate of the national prison in a rage. One person rushed out, ten people rushed out, and the few kung fu of more than a thousand students was like a torrent, gushing out of the country and heading north......

In a mansion not far from the Zijian of the country, a middle-aged man in plain clothes with a gloomy expression was holding a glass of wine, looking at an old pine in the courtyard in a daze, with a faint scar on the left side of his face, which was a memorial he left in the civil fort.

His name is Li Xian, the word Yuande, a native of Dengzhou, Ming Xuande was the first in the township test in seven years, and he was a jinshi in the following year. After inspecting the locust plague in Hejin and other places, the Ministry of Officials inspected the seal. Ten years of orthodoxy, he was promoted to the examination of merit Langzhong, and later served as Wenxuan Langzhong.

After the "Civil and Engineering Change", Yingzong was exiled, and Li Xian returned to Beijing. But he is still dismissed from his post in the house. said that he borrowed wine to kill his sorrows, and at this moment, the faint sound outside the house wall made Li Xian raise his head.

“…… Or for the fight of the thief, the reverse vertical head is broken. It is majestic and majestic. When it runs through the moon, life and death are sufficient......" The voice became more and more grand, as if between heaven and earth, all covered by this mighty and righteous sound. Li Xian's eyes that were confused by the smell of wine gradually brightened, as if something was brewing and fermenting in his chest......

He threw away the wine cup in his hand, and suddenly got up, and didn't even bother to help the wine pot when it was poured to the floor by the placket, and didn't even bother to put on the clogs placed in front of the steps, so he rushed out of the room, through the corridor, and rushed out of the courtyard door under the stunned gaze of the people.

He saw those scholars with rulers, wooden stools, and even kitchen knives and bricks in their hands, striding in the direction of the Andingmen, followed by countless ordinary people with sticks in their hands......

The sound of chanting is endless, and the passionate color is fully displayed, even those people who do not understand the text and ink, they also respond loudly, as if those words can be imprinted in their souls, and understand the true essence of the Chinese Zheng Zheng and arrogant.

“…… When it runs through the moon, life and death are sufficient. Li Xian muttered this sentence, looking at the determined gaze of those who were poor or rich, as if something in his heart suddenly cracked.

Li Xian's face flickered red and white Li Xian was indignant, and Huo Ran turned around: "Take the old man's sword, old housekeeper, let all the family members in the house take the knives in the house and go with the old man!" Mutubao, the old man lost the face of the Ming Dynasty and the face of our Han people, and now he said, he can't lose it anymore, and if he loses it again, he will even lose his family and country! ”

In a private house in Desheng Gate, a tall man kowtowed three times to the silent weeping old woman in front of him, picked up a war knife beside him, rushed out of the house, and came to a private house not far away and shouted loudly. "Wu Qi, Lao Tzu knows that you are at home, get out of here, we guys can escape from the civil fort, we have already earned a life, today, let's kill the tile assassin thief!"

"Get out of here, you dog, Lao Tzu is the boss, your boss, you call a bird." Before his roar could stop, the door of the house was slammed open, and out came a large man in the shape of a plagiarism, wearing a brocade robe with tattered armor, which was a souvenir of his escape from the fort, and now he was draped over his body. "Today, Lao Tzu is also out of the way, if you don't kill a few tile thieves, how can you be worthy of our dead brothers."

Countless black dots poured out from the originally neat avenue of the capital division, surging towards the nine gates of the capital, merging into an unstoppable torrent. The city gate, which was originally used to block the Tile Thorn Iron Horse, seemed to be crushed by the torrent of people gathered together,

Yu Qian, who was standing on the top of the city, had already felt the abnormal movement in the capital city, looking at the flow of people gathered in the avenues, Yu Qian understood that it was time, Huo Ran turned around and pressed his sword: "Order, Tao Jin, the guard of the Anding Gate, sent a signal to Shi Dudu, so that his cavalry would attack immediately, and then order the guards of each gate to lead the army out of the city, and Yu Ye and the tile thorn to engage the enemy!" Order the soldiers of the Shenji Battalion who are hiding in the houses outside the Anding and Desheng Gates to cooperate with the soldiers and horses who go out of the city to kill the enemy with their cameras ......"

The shaking armor on Yu Qian's sturdy body rang out: "I, the Ming soldiers, will kill the enemy bravely, and as soon as the battle begins, it will be the time for the Ming army and people to fight to the death!"

Before the battle, those who will retreat first regardless of the army will be killed immediately!

In battle, the army will not care about those who will retreat first, and the rear team will cut the front team!

Those who dare to disobey military orders will be killed! ”

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