Chapter 310: Ten Days of Bloody Battle
Empress Dowager Zhong looked at the energetic Yan Rongling, and suddenly said, "Rong Ling, if Mingzhu didn't wait for rescue and fell in Shanhaiguan, what would you do?" ”
"In my lifetime, kill all the Jurchen and Mongolian tribes."
Yan Rongling's words without hesitation made Empress Dowager Zhong's heart chuckle. She said tentatively: "Rong Ling, there are a lot of rumors about Mingzhu in the capital now, if you want to go further, you can't have any stains." ”
"Imperial grandmother, there is no stain on the pearl, she is the brightest pearl in my heart, I will protect her."
Yan Rongling's confident words made Empress Dowager Zhong laugh dumbly, looking at Yan Rongling, who was now more and more extraordinary, more domineering and confident, she didn't know what to say for a while.
After a while, he said: "Sometimes you can't have both fish and bear's paws, and things can't go as you should, so what about you?" ”
"Imperial grandmother, let me say presumptuously, I want to stand on the highest place for the sake of the pearl. If I can't have it both ways, I'll choose her. ”
Yan Rongling finished speaking firmly, seeing that Empress Dowager Zhong didn't believe much. As if swearing, he said: "Imperial grandmother, you believe me, my life is given by Mingzhu, and I value her in everything." If you violate this word, you will die without a place to be buried. ”
This is the first time that Yan Rongling confesses his mind in the face of Empress Dowager Zhong, Gu Fanghua is already thirteen years old, and he can't be silent any longer.
Empress Dowager Zhong read countless eyes, looked at Yan Rongling, and looked at his unflinching eyes, a little emotional for a while.
"Rong Ling, do you know that it doesn't matter if anyone says it in front of the mourning family. The mourning family only has a drop of blood in the pearl, her marriage and future, the mourning family everything is based on what she thinks and hopes for. ”
Yan Rongling smiled shyly: "Grandmother Huang, don't worry, I know that in Mingzhu's mind, I am the most important." ”
"Now that Mingzhu is still young, what if Mingzhu grows up and likes other people? Is it adult beauty? Or is it forcible seizure? ”
Empress Dowager Zhong pondered for a moment, and finally asked.
Yan Rongling was stunned, and after thinking twice, he replied: "Imperial Grandmother, no matter what, I will not do anything to hurt Mingzhu." If, one day, I will see if he is worthy of the pearl and then make a decision. ”
"Well, the mourners know. Go back, be careful on the way. ”
"Imperial grandmother, the grandson will retire first, and as soon as he receives the news of Mingzhu, the grandson will send someone to send him back quickly."
Seeing Yan Rongling walking out of Cining Palace, Empress Dowager Zhong sighed: "Lao Wan, is the mourning family old, such a half-old child can't be suppressed." ”
"Queen Mother, you are not old, you are soft-hearted. Besides, the county lord is still young, and it is not too late to wait for the county lord to think about it clearly, and then it will be said after the qualitative conclusion. The six princes are worthy of being the concubines of the first queen, and several princes are the best among them. ”
Wan Gonggong said, and Mama Xiuchun, who walked in, also agreed: "The main thing is that the six princes have always remembered the life-saving grace of the county lord, and he has him to protect him, so that the county lord can be noble all his life, rich and safe to old age." ”
"You guys, the mourning family thinks that it won't be peaceful in the future."
Empress Dowager Zhong sighed slowly, and then worried about Gu Fanghua again: "Alas! It's all your fault, coaxing the mourning family to let the beads out. Now, if someone makes a mistake, the mourner will peel you off. ”
"Queen Mother, to say something unlucky, if the county lord is missing a strand of hair, the slaves and maids will apologize with death. With Young Master Zhong and Xiao Gongzi here, the county lord will be fine, but there is only one person left in Shanhaiguan, and it must be the county lord. ”
Mama Xiuchun was still very worried, but in front of the Empress Dowager Zhong, she could only speak to make her feel relieved.
It can only be like this, Empress Dowager Zhong looked at the cloudy weather and sighed long. The storm is coming! When will the battle in this palace end?
On November 24, when the imperial court received the news that the grassland coalition army was attacking Shanhaiguan, the battle at Shanhaiguan had entered the tenth day of the most brutal tug-of-war.
The Mongol and Jurchen steppe coalition forces have been attacking day and night for ten days.
The corpses piled up under the city were almost half the height of the city walls. Of the original 50,000 soldiers in Shanhaiguan, less than 5,000 remained.
Even the follow-up Zhong Zibin brought over, the 30,000 reinforcements composed of the Royal Forest Army, recruits, and government servants, there are few left.
The young and middle-aged people in Shenzhou City have basically been transferred. The last group of soldiers and guards of the king of Bei'an County, as well as some wealthy businessmen, were all organized by Xiao Yao.
Among them, many people are passive and slack off, shouting that going to Shanhaiguan is also death, it is better to die with their wives and children at home.
What's more, they also clamored for Xiao Yao to open the city gate and let them escape.
"I know, some of you think that Shanhaiguan can't be guarded, and if you go, you will be sent to death. You want to leave, you want to leave Shenzhou. It's human nature, and I don't blame you. But you must know that without Shanhaiguan, Shenzhou will be captured by the Mongols in less than two hours, and at that time, everyone will still die. ”
Xiao Yao's voice was low, surrounding the crowd.
"Do you think your carriage can outrun the iron hooves of Mongolia? Do you think Dafeng City will take in you people who abandoned the city and fled? No way! Everyone is dying, it is better to fight hard, at least for the parents, wife and children at home. ”
Xiao Yao's words made those people quiet.
At this time, Gu Fanghua, who had been standing behind the crowd, glanced at Yan Shaoxun, it was time for him to play.
When Yan Shaoxun first attacked the city by the grassland coalition army, he was as steady as Mount Tai, impassioned, and came up with ideas, shouted slogans, and wanted to go to Shanhaiguan.
As a result, Zhong Taojiao went to escort a batch of grain and grass back, and never mentioned going to Shanhaiguan again, and kept silent.
Pity him as a modern person, the most straightforward feeling about war is that in TV series and movies, bullets are "whizzing" around, and missiles and rockets are flying all over the sky. He has ever seen the era of cold weapons, those bloody scenes, and broken corpses.
I heard that he was frightened by the tragedy of Shanhaiguan, you know, the corpses burned in the city every day are piled up, and he vomits from Shanhaiguan all the way back.
Now, there is no way to avoid it, Gu Fanghua is determined to go to Shanhaiguan, and Yan Shaoxun does not dare to retreat.
He rode on his horse, took a deep breath, and then squeezed out a smile and made a look of death.
Raise your arms loudly and shout: "My heroic sons of the Great Zhou! I am Yan Shaoxun, the prince of the Great Friday, and I and the lord of Mingzhu will go to Shanhaiguan and swear to live and die with Shanhaiguan. Will you go with us? ”
Most of the people standing in the square looked at each other and were silent.
As a last resort, Gu Fanghua also walked out of the carriage. She combed a high bun today and wore a set of golden phoenix heads. This complements the apricot yellow palace dress she wears, and it is even more noble and extraordinary.