Chapter 162: Fourth Night - Massacre Order
Everyone was grim-faced.
"Si Zheng is not in Gu Han, who ordered the slaughter of the city!" Jiang Linglong was extremely angry.
"If one person above the prince initiates it, and the royal capital officials agree that there are more than forty people who affix the seal, in case of national distress, an urgent order can be issued." Zhang Qiming frowned.
Cheng Houli was so angry that he slammed the table.
"Fuck."
He couldn't care about his image in front of Luohe Niangniang.
"The slaughter of the city is an order for the whole army, and it is also a reminder to the people in the city, so that they have time to say goodbye to their relatives and friends." Zhang Qiming Jiang Linglong said gently, "That is to say, we still have an hour." β
"What do you mean?"
"If we can make an antidote within an hour, we should be able to explain the situation to the attacking army and cancel this order." Saying that, he couldn't help but look at He Youran.
Everyone turned their heads to look at him.
"Don't look at me." He leisurely spread his hands, "One hour is definitely not enough." β
He spoke frankly, and when he had finished speaking, he bent over and buried himself in his pile of herbs.
"What's more, in the current situation, the attacking army will not be attacked." Kuang Yu said and looked at Zhang Qiming.
The latter was stunned and his eyebrows darkened.
The Pingnan army has become a siege of the city, and it is naturally them who carry out the attack.
Even if the medicine is made, will they listen?
This slaughter order is the second-hand preparation of the Qing monarch's side.
"It's me who is bad...... It was I who asked Han Zhou to spread the word that it was a national disaster. It was I who knew that Zhao Chong went to Jinsui, but I didn't make much preparations. Jiang Linglong couldn't hide her blame.
300,000 Pingnan soldiers. How simple it is to slaughter a sick city, to kill all the old and weak women and children here.
She has less than 90,000 troops. Half of them had a fever and were muddy.
Hard fighting, how to fight?
"I thought he was on the side of the king, and he always had to take care of his reputation." She barely stood up, but hung her head in remorse. "It's me who has no experience and commands indiscriminately. It's me who hurt everyone......"
Zhang Qiming was about to say something, when an urgent report came from outside the tent. As soon as they came, there were four.
"Report to the captain, the baggage array outside the south gate is in front, and the archers of the Golden Ghost Battalion are all behind!"
"The green ghost camp at the east gate is guarding, and there is heavy gunpowder by sight!"
"The spear formation of the Ximen Green Ghost Battalion is in front, the baggage is behind, and there is gunpowder in the eye!"
"The North Gate dock is on fire, the fire is burning the ship, and the waterway has been cut off!"
β¦β¦ This is, can't get out.
"I couldn't go out in the first place."
It was Kwong Yu who spoke.
Jiang Linglong raised her head and met him with clear eyes.
"There is no antidote, and if you escape, you will die." He went on to add that the call was addressed to everyone. "Luohe can only defend it, there is no other way."
Cheng Houli originally stared at him, but when he heard the words at this moment, he was positive and nodded slightly.
Zhang Qiming was thoughtful.
"The fire in the dock must have been committed by the private soldiers of King Pingnan in the city. I'm afraid they still thought that Zhao Chong would rescue them all one by one before slaughtering the city. β
Zhang Qiming's words were affirmed by the two generals.
"Everyone," he clenched his fists at the tent, "fight to the death!" β
Cheng Houli responded with a fist, "I'll go to the East Gate." After speaking, waiting for Zhang Qiming to confirm, he made another gesture towards Jiang Linglong, "Don't be afraid, the city lord will not break the east gate today!" After he finished speaking, he took off his robe and went out to the handsome camp, and his mouth was so angry that he cursed. His grandmother's, him for him! A little bunny raised by a son of a bitch. β
"I'll go to the South Gate." Kuang Yu said, and also took the order to go out.
"I'll take Zhang Que to Ximen." The west gate is guarded by the Green Ghost Battalion, and it is relatively the weakest place in the three city gates. Zhang Qiming can resist the enemy while coordinating the military reports of the rest of the doors.
As soon as a few people left, only He Youran, Xue An, and Si Huang were left in the tent.
He Youran was busy in his hands.
"Would you like to find you some good work?" Jiang Linglong was pulled back to her senses by the few soldiers who led the order to resist the enemy, and now there are still many things to do compared to blaming herself.
"No, others can't understand my things, don't mess up." He didn't lift his head.
Jiang Linglong shook his head.
"Report ββ!"
The ones who had been reported urgently had just left. Jiang Linglong raised her heart.
"Someone was found outside the north gate, please enter!"
Jiang Linglong was surprised.
"See who it is?"
"The fire is too big to see." The man knelt on one knee and clenched his fists, "There are three people who came, two on horseback, and there seems to be a cart." β
Jiang Linglong glanced at Xue An.
Xue Anxin comprehended the back of the person's neck, and rubbed the back of the person's neck with a medicine towel dipped in decoction. got up and shook his head at Jiang Linglong.
"Lead the way." She said she was leaving.
"Xue An, you stay."
The steps that Xue An was about to take were retracted.
"He leisurely is more important than me. Be sure to keep it. After speaking, he turned his head to Si Huang and instructed, "Be clever and protect yourself." Protect Dr. Croa. β
Si Huang didn't make a sound, but nodded slightly.
He's not going to run around anymore.
Jiang Linglong followed the person out. Not long after she left, Su Jinwu and Nong Yu entered the camp, and even took Orange Moon who begged them to go to the master's side and Lu Tao, who heard the slaughter order in the side hall and rushed to the Cuiluan Palace.
A group of four and Jiang Linglong can be missed.
The Luohe River under the wall of the north gate is full of fire. The ship burned to the ground in the flames, and the tongue of fire that jumped on the mast went straight to the roof of the building, but it burned off the mast halfway through, and became a pillar of fire that fell on the wide river.
There is no point in saving the fire anymore.
Jiang Linglong went up to the city tower, followed the fingers of the guards, and saw several figures on the other bank, waving desperately towards this place after the sea of fire.
Two people and one horse. The other man was pushing a cart.
She squinted and leaned forward to take a closer look.
The person pushing the cart was wearing a lily coat and a hat, and he couldn't see his figure clearly.
And on that horseβone hanging, one mounting.
The figure on which he sat was somewhat familiar.
Jiang Linglong looked over and recognized the long knife.
"Han Xuan!"
He and the man kept waving and shouting something to himself.
She could hear Han Xuan's shouting, but she couldn't really hear what he was saying.
The trumpet of the slaughter order continued, and they could no longer be allowed to come in and die.
Han Xuan threw his hand in a hurry and plunged the long knife deep into the ground. They stood on the snow-covered snow, and in front of them was Luohe City, which seemed to be swallowed by everyone.
Jiang Linglong looked at the three of them and exclaimed.
The man who was lying on his horse stood up.
Seeing this, Han Zhou hurriedly let go of the horse.
She saw that the man was staggering at first, and then as if he was conscious, he became sharp, and with his left palm propped up, he turned over and sat on horseback.
Jiang Linglong's tears filled her eyes.
Si Xian was holding his head high, his eyes burning straight at her.
It's just two breaths.
It was Han Xuan who drew his knife and got on the horse, it was Lisa Weng who pushed the cart again, and it was Jiang Linglong who took two deep breaths and couldn't stop shedding a tear.
Si Xian jumped up from his horse, proud of his work, stepping on the mast that had not yet fallen, as if stepping on a sea of fire, and rushed towards her.