These officers and soldiers jumped off the barricade, unable to stand firm for a while, and the slightest flaw was seized by Qiu Yi's own soldiers, who were mercilessly slaughtered, and died in an instant.

Seeing that they could not succeed for a while, the officers and officers of the army were unable to spread out the formation and give full play to the advantages of the large number of people due to the tight formation of the opponent, so they could only continue to add fuel and vinegar to the barricades.

After a few battles, the barricades were already full of corpses, and Qiu Yizhi and the others could not hold on, so they could only retreat into the cell step by step, guarding the officers and soldiers from moving forward.

The officers and soldiers also had to go in one by one to fight because the corpses and wounded on the ground could not be cleaned, and the passage of the cell was very narrow. And single-handedly facing this group of wolf-like soldiers under Qiu Yizhi's hands is tantamount to suicide, and it is only to increase casualties in vain.

After the officers and generals outside the cell knew about the situation, they also knew how to work around, and hurriedly transferred a few pig iron spears about a foot long, and after wasting some effort, transported them into the barricades, and selected a few brave soldiers, and rushed into the passage of the cell with their spears, trying to break through the opponent's defense line by virtue of the advantage of length.

Qiu Yizhi saw that the officials and soldiers were not good, and hurriedly handed the Western Regions treasure knife in his hand to Zhao Chengxiao.

Zhao Chengxiao comprehended, took the knife, avoided the stabbing of several spears with a cat's waist, and slashed at the spear with the knife. This Western Regions treasure knife is as sharp as clay, how can a few ordinary spears resist its edge? There was only a few crisp sounds of metal striking, and the spears were cut in two and fell to the ground—good spears turned into rolling pins more than a foot long.

Qiu Yizhi's soldiers saw that their opponents had no support, shouted and stepped forward, and before the opponents could turn around and flee, they cut them into two pieces one by one.

The officers and soldiers had no better way but to add troops to the passage of the cell in vain, intending to consume the physical strength and patience of Qiu Yizhi and the others before seeking another opportunity.

Qiu Yizhi also saw the intention of the official army, relying on the high martial arts of his own soldiers and the advantage of the terrain, every six people took turns to fight in front, and the rest of the people rested and drank, conserved their physical strength, and fought for a long time.

As soon as many soldiers came in, they saw the murderous appearance of their opponents and the corpses scattered all over the ground, and they didn't even have the courage to go forward to fight, so they turned around and fled outside the door. There are also a few people with active brains, fearing that the officers outside will punish them, so they will slash their legs and hands with a ruthless heart, pretend to be injured, and retreat themselves.

In this way, a great battle was fought from morning to afternoon, and from afternoon to night, and finally slowly subsided.

Nearly 100 corpses of officers and soldiers were lying on the ground in the cells, and 20 or 30 wounded officers and soldiers who were unable to move fell to the ground half-sitting and half-lying on the ground, groaning uncontrollably. The blood on the ground had gradually solidified after being baked by the residual heat of the ground, turning black and dark, and emitting a fishy smell that choked people's nose.

Seeing this tragic situation, Qiu Yizhi couldn't help but be a little soft-hearted, so he called Zhao Chengxiao and others, protected his own safety, carefully selected the gap on the ground, slowly walked out of the cell, and said to the officer commanding outside: "We are all people of the Han Dynasty, and it is no good to fight this battle today, why don't you stop here and fight again in the future?" ”

When the officer in command saw Qiu Yizhi coming out of the cell, he didn't answer, so he shouted: "The culprit is here!" Everyone, catch him, Lord Yin has a lot of rewards! ”

When the "Iron Head Jiao" who was guarding Qiu Yizhi's side heard this, a wave of anger suddenly surged into his heart, and his bare head slammed into the officer's chest, breaking seven or eight of his ribs immediately, and a stream of blood immediately spurted out of his mouth.

The "Iron Head Jiao" hit the right hand, and without sparing the slightest hand, he used a sharp blade to cut open the officer's stomach, and the officer's steaming stomach and intestines immediately flowed to the ground. But before he could breathe, he collapsed to the ground, hurriedly holding his intestines with both hands and stuffing them into his stomach, wailing incessantly.

When a few military doctors next to him saw it, they hurriedly took out the needle and thread, and regardless of the officer's howling and convulsions like a pig, they helped him stitch up his wounds on the spot. By the time the wound was closed, the officer had fainted from the pain and was carried out of the barricade like a dead pig.

The Jiangnan Provincial Officers and Soldiers had been in battle for a long time, and they had never seen such a bloody scene, and a few timid soldiers were already so frightened that they vomited and vomited.

When Qiu Yi first came into battle, he was only ten years old, and he was also frightened to see the scene of flesh and blood flying on the battlefield, but after more than ten years of hard work, he was able to deal with it calmly, only to see him coldly glance at the enemy army, and repeated what he just said: "We are all people of the Han Dynasty, and it will be useless to continue this battle today, so why don't you stop here and fight again in the future?" ”

Seeing that no one answered, he glanced at the enemy again, pointed to an officer wearing a thousand general uniforms, and said, "Here is your highest official position, what do you say?" ”

Mr. Qian was stunned by Qiu Yizhi's question, and it took a long time to react, and he stammered: "Little ...... The villain is a lowly ...... Do...... Can't be the main ......."

Qiu Yizhi said: "You don't have to call the shots. Now in the cell, there are dozens of injured brothers in need of treatment, and countless corpses need to be buried. You send a few brothers in to clean up, and we will not stop you!" ”

Qiu Yizhi's arrangement is very reasonable, but this Qian Zong still didn't dare to take responsibility, and said, "Xiao ...... The villain is real...... I really don't dare to ...... myself."

Qiu Yizhi had already exhausted his patience by his twisted and cowardly temperament, and he was not polite to him, and said half-like a lesson: "Then you immediately go to find someone who can call the shots, on the battlefield, it is changing rapidly, where can you delay the fighter like this!" ”

Qiu Yizhi served as the coach several times in last year's rebellion, and he has gradually cultivated an awe-inspiring and majestic atmosphere.

That Qian Zong was impressed by the arrogance on Qiu Yizhi's body, and he trembled a little with fright, and he didn't order his subordinates to do it, so he climbed out of the barricade himself and went back to ask his superiors for instructions.

Not long after, Mr. Qian brought an officer who checked the color of the school uniform. The officer also knew how to be polite, and gave a military salute to Qiu Yi's trip and said, "My lord's words, Mr. Li Qian has already told me." Since you can have such a loving heart, please keep your promise, and when we carry it, we must not cover it up from behind. ”

Qiu Yizhi nodded and said, "That's nature. With that, he led a few of his guards to slowly retreat into the cell.

The inspector did not dare to be careless, and called twenty or thirty strong soldiers, still holding weapons, and slowly followed them into the cell.

Qiu Yizhi naturally did what he said, and when he saw that the officers and soldiers carried out all the dead and wounded comrades, he followed him out of the cell and came to the barricade.

When the inspector saw one of Qiuyi's daughters, he couldn't help but be a little moved, and said: "Such a benevolent heart of an adult is really rare in the world. Although the last general and the adults are rivals, they are also deeply admired, and if there is a fate in the future, I will definitely have a drink with the adults......"

Before he could finish speaking, he heard a broken voice behind him: "What did you say?" He is a criminal in the court, a rebel and a thief, and he still wants to drink with him? Do you want to be a thief too? Don't you want to die? ”

This voice Qiu Yizhi was very familiar, and when he looked up, he saw that Yin Chengliang, the assassin of Jiangnan Province, was supported by several servants, and climbed up the barricade step by step, scolding the inspector with an angry face.

Although the inspector was also a little arrogant, he didn't dare to disobey the peak, and was scolded by Yin Chengliang like this, his body immediately shrunk, and he stood in place with his waist bowed, and argued hesitantly: "Lord Yin, I think Lord Qiu is also a kind ......."

"Fart!" Yin Chengliang has long been regardless of his style, and blurted out with swear words, "Does he have good intentions, did you say it?" Don't shut up yet! ”

Qiu Yizhi also felt that Yin Chengliang's words were too mean, so he made a round and said: "Lord Yin, whether I am a good person or not, whether I have a good heart or not, the court has its own decision." It's just that these officers and soldiers are seriously injured, and if they don't heal as soon as possible, lest there be three long and two short, please carry them down and hand them over to the military doctor first! ”

Unexpectedly, Yin Chengliang glanced at the dozens of wounded people lying on the ground struggling, and said coldly: "These are the generals of the defeated army, since they have failed, they should lead their necks and kill themselves, this is the truth that the Japanese know well, and you still want me to teach you?" I don't think Lord Qiu needs to be more kind, although it's better to let them fend for themselves......"

Before Yin Chengliang finished speaking, a wave of anger in Qiu Yi's belly had been aroused, and he took a step forward and said: "Lord Yin, you are also a Jinshi and a disciple, a saint believer, and a protégé of the Son of Heaven, and you actually gave birth to such an iron-hearted heart!" The sage wrote a book that began with the words "The benevolent one is also a man", and the Yasheng began with the righteous saying, "The benevolent one loves others." A person like you, who regards life as a mustard, has really read all the scriptures of the sages into the belly of a dog, and if the saints knew that there would be such a so-called disciple as you in a thousand years, they would be ashamed! ”

Qiu Yizhi scolded heartily and violently, and scolded Yin Chengliang so much that he was embarrassed, and said incoherently: "Okay, even if you are clever and eloquent, this official ......"

Qiu Yizhi's righteousness was still unfinished, and he grabbed the beginning of the conversation and continued to scold: "You are also embarrassed to call yourself an 'official'? I have taught Emperor Taizu and Emperor Taizu more than once on pilgrimage, saying that 'officials are people, and if you are not people, you can't be officials'. A lawless, disloyal and unrighteous person like you can't even afford the word 'human', why should you be the parent of this exemplary person? ”

The more he scolded, the more he scolded, and he didn't care about the muscles on Yin Chengliang's face, and then scolded: "You lead the military and political affairs of Jiangnan Province, and you are the master of this group of soldiers. When the pilgrim Shangyuan was the prince who led the soldiers to fight, he repeatedly reiterated that he loved the soldiers like sons. If you are as cruel and ruthless as you, you are not afraid of chilling the heart of the saint? Aren't you afraid of the mutiny of the soldiers under your command? ”

After Qiu Yizhi finished this big article, he instantly felt that a depression in his heart had been vented, and he was extremely happy.

Yin Chengliang didn't have such a good mood as Qiu Yizhi, his face was so red that he was almost dripping blood. He was just about to order his soldiers to swoop Qiu Yizhi, an open-mouthed kid, into his hands, but he looked at the strange expressions on the faces of several soldiers around him, lest he really provoke a mutiny as Qiu Yizhi said.

In desperation, Yin Chengliang had no choice but to laugh: "Hmph, you wait, this official will spare you for one more day!" After saying that, with the support of the people, he staggered through the barricades, and did not know where he went.

Seeing that the commander had no objections, the officers and soldiers slowly carried out the bodies of their wounded comrades and fallen soldiers, and the rest of the soldiers also had no fighting spirit and slowly withdrew from the barricade.

This difficult day finally passed, and after Qiu Yizhi explained a few words to Zhao Chengxiao, he also returned to the cell.

His nostrils were already familiar with the mixed smell of rot and fishy stench in the cell, and the exhaustion of his body replaced the only disgust left, so that he had no leisure to care about the harsh conditions in the cell, so he found a slightly clean straw and slept in his clothes.

Qiu Yizhi just closed his eyes with endless fatigue, but he heard the cry of Miaozhen from the depths of the cell: "Lord Qiu, I have something to say to you......