Chapter 1033 There will be miracles

The wind pressed the weeds very low, as if showing off their strength and forcing the weeds to lower their heads. I don't know if the sound of swishing is the triumphant laughter of the wind or the unyielding cry of the weeds.

There was a smell of blood in the wind, and it was very strong.

Song Song, the county guard of Ping'an County, regretted that he was leaning on the city wall, as if he had collapsed, and it was difficult to even stand up. Beside him lay a corpse with his eyes not closed, a man with a wolf's tooth arrow stuck in his throat, and the blood had dried up. Song regretted that he tried his best to save his life but couldn't, and blood smeared his hands and trickled out from his fingers.

In the face of death, Song regretted that he could not do anything.

The person who died was his most powerful stopper, and the people were brave and ruthless. Song Ziregret can't remember how many times, Zheng ruthlessly led his troops to follow behind him, and defeated those thieves who tried to harm the people of Ping'an County. Eight thousand Ping'an Erlang, again and again, blocked the Grim Reaper from the outside of Ping'an County.

But this time, the Grim Reaper was too powerful.

Even if the enemy attacks with 10,000 people in rotation every day, it will not be able to rotate for a month. If it weren't for the fact that the wolf cavalry was really not good at siege warfare, perhaps this place would have been razed to the ground long ago. Until now, most of the 8,000 Minyong have been lost, and almost all of the rest are injured. In the past, this Ping'an County soldier was never afraid to fight, because they knew that they would win in the end.

This time, victory may never come. Looking at the tiredness on the faces of the soldiers, Song regretted that he suddenly had the urge to open the door and walk out. If his own death could be exchanged for the life of the whole city, he would do so. But the resistance has reached now, and I am afraid that the Mengyuan people outside the city have long hated the people of the city.

Song regretted that he did not regret it, even if he died, he did not regret leading the people to resist the strong enemy.

He just felt sorry for these soldiers and civilians.

If this continues, it will only be a matter of time before the city is broken. When the city is broken, I am afraid that the embarrassed and angry Mengyuan people will raise the butcher's knife to the people of the city.

"Adult"

A tired voice came from the side: "Don't be sad, General Zheng's death is admirable." ”

Song Ziregret turned his head to look and found that the person who spoke was a bloody man, a little fat, but he looked strong. Because his face was covered with blood, Song regretted not recognizing who he was, and seeing that the clothes on his body were not the soldiers of the people, but the people who spontaneously went to the city to assist the people who defended the city.

He had a broken arm, and it was all over his shoulder. Song regretted and suddenly remembered that this name was also surnamed Zheng, called Zheng Nantian, a butcher in the city, and he was fierce on weekdays, even those gangsters didn't dare to provoke him. The day before yesterday, several Mengyuan people climbed the city wall, and it was he who stabbed several people to death one after another with the pig-killing knife, and he was also cut off his left arm by a Mengyuan soldier.

With such a serious injury, he didn't go down to the city to rest.

"Why are you still in the city?"

Song asked with repentance.

"Nothing"

Zheng Nantian grinned, and there were bloodshots between his white teeth: "I can't get this arm back if I go down, I don't have any ability, I just have a lot of strength, and I can kill a few Mengyuan Tartars." I know that I am nothing, the city walls are built up one by one, what if it is my brick? ”

Song Ziregret's heart ached, it was such a person who made his belief still there.

"Then you should go down and deal with the wound first!"

He said loudly.

"I went down, but I'm back."

Zheng Nantian smiled very weakly, he took out a pipe from his pocket, stuffed it with bloody tobacco and lit it, took a puff, the tobacco burned very hard, and the color of the blood gradually disappeared.

"Don't be discouraged, sir. I'm not very good at talking, and I haven't read much, but I know that if I keep going, there may be miracles. When I was a child, I was weak and sick all day long, and others said that I would not live to be five or six years old, but my father and mother would not give up. They took me to the doctor, and then they accompanied me in the morning to exercise my body, and I persevered, and by the time I was seventeen or eighteen years old, I was even stronger than the others. ”

"Now I not only live a good life, but also have a mother-in-law and a baby."

He looked at Song and regretted: "Isn't this a miracle?" ”

Outside the city, I remembered the unique horn sound of the Mengyuan people. Zheng Nantian took a hard puff of cigarette and struggled to stand up, picked up a knife from the ground that had broken out, and his figure standing on the edge of the city wall with a pipe in his mouth was as majestic as a mountain. Song Ziregret looked at him, and suddenly felt his strength return to his body.

"Actually, I'm sometimes afraid, think about it, sooner or later, the city will be broken, what is this desperate plan?"

Zheng Nantian looked at the Meng Yuan wolf rider who was pressed by the black outside the city, and said as if talking to himself: "Later, I figured it out, this desperate death is just to let the mother-in-law and child live for a few more days." One more day if we carry it, one more day for them. It's a good day...... That's what a man should do! The mother-in-law is still young and beautiful, and the child has only learned to walk...... I have to be worthy of them at the very least. Now that the court is over, the emperor whom the people regard as heaven is gone. But they think of me as heaven, and I can't let them down. ”

He looked back at Song Zi and regretted: "There is a word I heard someone say a few days ago, I forgot, it means that even if you die, you have to die like you, you can't let outsiders look down on it, as long as you do what you should do, even if you die, it's nothing, it's called death." ”

"Die a well-deserved death."

Song replied solemnly.

"Hmm"

Zheng Nantian nodded: "That's it." ”

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Gangbuk-do

The spiritual gate is closed

Yan Zeng's eyes were a little red.

The defenders on the walls said that they would not surrender at all, and he tried to persuade them several times to no avail. Later, someone escaped from the Lingmen Pass and told him that the generals in the city did not know who Lu Dao had contacted and was waiting for the army of the Mengyuan people. I heard that the man promised the general of the guard a first-class marquis title, and 30,000 taels of gold.

Yan Zeng was so angry that he almost vomited blood, he could betray his ancestors for this little thing?

The man who escaped came down from the city wall in a hanging basket at night, a dozen people in all, but he was the only one who came out alive, and when he was halfway down the hanging basket, the rope was cut and his leg was broken. When he mentioned those people in the city, he gritted his teeth with hatred.

"Those people are crazy, they are obviously good people, why are they crazy? All the people who disagreed with them were killed, and they wanted to be dogs for the Mengyuan people! ”

These words made Yan Zeng feel a fire burning in his heart.

"Fire!"

Andrew's shouts sounded in front, and the soldiers of the artillery battalion lit the fuse. The artillery exploded, and a ball of fire immediately rose on the head of the city of Lingmen Pass. Under such an attack, the soldiers defending the city seemed to be frightened, and they huddled inside and did not dare to show their heads.

But as soon as the artillery stopped, the men began to fight back. Maybe it's because they know that the matter is exposed, and opening the city gate by themselves is a dead end, so they are particularly fierce.

"If I can't take the spiritual gate, I will be the first to apologize with death!"

Yan Zeng roared, and was about to rush forward with the horizontal knife, but his generals grabbed him from behind: "General, let us go, these bitches have forgotten what blood they have in their bones, let us go up and chop them up!" ”

Several generals led their troops to rush up, but the mountain road was too narrow for the team to spread out at all. The gates of the Lingmen were blocked by the rebels with stones and sandbags, and the cannonballs could not be opened. Only a dozen people can pass side by side on the road, and there are cliffs on both sides, so it is not a way to attack it at all.

"I--you-mom!"

Andrew was also angry, scolding lamely, and his tone was so strange.

"Boom!"

He pointed to the Lingmen Pass and roared loudly: "Even if I run out of shells, I will collapse the city wall, I don't believe it, we can't take a small Lingmen Pass with artillery!" ”

The artillery continued to swallow the fiery snakes, and the shells exploded one after another on the city walls.

It wasn't until dark that the wall finally collapsed, and many rebel soldiers hiding behind the battlements rolled down with the collapsed stones.

The outside of the city wall of Lingmen Pass is a hard city brick, and the inside is filled with earth, although it is very strong, but after the outside is all broken, the soil inside begins to fall off in large pieces.

After Yan Zeng saw it, he took off his cloak, and regardless of the obstruction of his own soldiers, he personally led the team forward with a horizontal knife. When the moon was about to rise to its highest, he finally climbed up with his men and horses. What followed was an even more brutal and tragic white-knuckle battle, where people fought together on the not wide walls.

Before dawn, the soldiers finally stormed the Lingmen Pass and began to sweep the city. The walls were lost, and the rebels began to flee from the other side of the city. The ruthless soldiers of the Black Flag Army began to chase forward, until they chased out of Lu for more than 30 miles, killing all the rebels. The bribed rebel was captured alive, and after immediate interrogation, he realized that this guy was originally a disciple of the Moon Shadow Hall, and he happened to be assigned to guard the spiritual gate.

"Fortunately, the Mengyuan people haven't come yet, but according to the calculation of the day, the Mengyuan people should have arrived a long time ago."

Chen Zhenyu, a hundred households in the Xiao Riding School, was a little puzzled.

"There must be someone on the other side of the river blocking the Meng Yuan people, and they have been blocking it for many days!"

Yan Zeng immediately reacted: "Chen Baihu, please bring the people from the Xiao Riding School over to take a look, if someone really leads troops to fight fiercely with the Mengyuan Tartars, we can't help it!" ”

"Leave it to me!"

Chen Zhenyu hugged his fists: "If someone is blocking the Mengyuan people, please send troops immediately." If you can't hold it on the west side of the river, you have to bring people back as soon as possible. ”

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Song regretted holding Zheng Nantian's mutilated body, his eyes hurt badly, but no tears flowed out. His tears have long since dried up these days. Meng Yuanman made a stone throwing truck, and a huge stone pressed Zheng Nantian underneath, and after people struggled to move the stone, half of his body was rotten.

"Your Excellency...... Trust me......"

Zheng Nantian was still laughing, and when he smiled, blood gushed out of his mouth: "There will be ...... There will be miracles. ”

"I believe in you!"

Song regretted clenching Zheng Nantian's hand, only hoping that he wouldn't become cold. But the Grim Reaper still came, dragging Zheng Nantian's soul away from his mutilated body little by little. No matter how tightly Song regrets his grip, it seems that he can't stop all this from happening.

"I once had a soak of outside the back door of your house, my lord......"

Zheng Nantian must have been unable to stand the pain, and his brows were twisted together.

"I'm sorry......"

He said.

The arm fell down and smashed on the rotten half of his body with a click, splashing a blood star and splashing Song Ziregret's face. The slightly hot blood pierced Song Zi's heart like a needle, it hurt so much.

"There will be miracles!"

Song Ziregret stood up and clenched his fists hard.