"What are you doing! Cast stones! What about archers! Shoot them all! ”

The man on the city wall was obviously panicked, he saw that the army of the Great Jin Dynasty was as unstoppable as a flood beast, and the border city, which was not strong enough for many years, was about to collapse.

He originally thought that there was only one team of Qi Dao, and he thought that he would definitely be able to suppress the invitation soon, so he went up to the city tower proudly, preparing to personally take off the general's head.

The army led by Jiang Tingye caught him off guard and was a little panicked.

He specially asked for orders to run over, in order to perform well, plus he also had confidence in Ming Qiang, although Ming Qiang has been strongly opposed, he still came.

Unlike the newly founded Great Jin Dynasty, Dongshu has not yet experienced the same downfall as the previous dynasty of Nanhuai, and it has been too long for the country to indulge in the illusion of false prosperity.

They have always overestimated themselves and underestimated the Great Jin, and they did not listen to Xuan Jin's persuasion, and still looked at the young emperor and queen of the Great Jin with contempt, so they were so panicked when they really witnessed the horror of the Great Jin Iron Cavalry now.

After Song Zhuoao shouted these words, he seemed to remember something, and turned around to find a familiar figure.

He is the prince of Dongshu, and when Xuan Jin returned to the court to report the situation of the Great Jin, he was above the court.

At that time, he ridiculed Xuan Jin for being incompetent, and even laughed at Song Yujiao, Xuan Jin has always been extremely patient, but that day he raised his head and glanced at him coldly, and a smile seemed to be absent at the corner of his mouth, which stimulated Song Zhuoao's nerves.

From the bottom of his heart, he was jealous of Xuan Jin's talent.

That's the talent of governing the country, it is the minister of rejuvenating the country, he is much older than Xuan Jin, but he can't have such a talent, but he is the prince! How can Song Zhuoao admit that he is bad!

Therefore, it can only be targeted everywhere and suppressed in everything.

Xuan Jin was in the court, and only said four words to him: "What do you know?" ”

As soon as the strings in Song Tuoao's mind broke, he started directly in the next court.

Xuan Jin returned home to recuperate from his injuries, but he felt that his opportunity to make meritorious contributions had also come.

He knows best who the people guarding the border city are, Ming Qiang is capable, plus the soldiers he brought, only defend and not attack, can he still be afraid of the Great Jin?!

So at the stalemate when the civil officials were arguing endlessly and wanted to force him to apologize to Xuan Jin, Song Yujiao's failure and the news of her child's death came back to Dongshu.

The Great War is on the verge of breaking out.

Song Zhuoao asked for the emperor's order, left Beijing in a magnificent manner, and left those noisy civil officials, without even looking at it, and even came to this border city with contempt for Xuan Jin and his own arrogance.

The scenery of the different city made him feel fresh and relaxed for a short time, and the only thing that disappointed him was Mingqiang.

She had already told him coldly more than once, "You shouldn't be here." ”

The look in his eyes Song Zhuoao couldn't say it, but it made him particularly unhappy.

Does this woman really regard herself as a female general and a character?! Don't look at who he really is! She can go to the battlefield, can't he go to the battlefield?!

I don't want to think about the past...

Thinking of that year, Song Zhuo's anger was even heavier, he got out of the sight of Jiang Tingye and the others below, the slinging device was laid early in the morning, and as soon as the archers made up for the position, they opened the gap between the two armies, and the screams below and the chaotic sound of the flesh being smashed were mixed together, and the air was filled with a disgusting smell, and the speed of breaking the city slowed down.

But Song Zhuoao couldn't find Ming Qiang's figure in the sight, so he pushed away the soldiers who were surging up, hurriedly went down the city tower, and finally saw Ming Qiang commanding the battle on the front line by the city gate.

She still held her spear, and she never put it down, never let go.

Song Zhuoao's pupils tightened, as if he had been stabbed to the most painful corner of his heart, he rushed to Ming Qiang quickly, pulled Ming Qiang's arm, and cut off her words that were drowned in the crowd, and made her look at herself, before he lowered his voice and said fiercely: "There are so many troops in the Great Jin, what did you expect?" ”

Ming Qiang didn't have any expression, the war was like this, there were a lot of people in their city, even if Da Jin broke through the city gate and came in, it had already consumed a lot, and she didn't necessarily can't fight, she struggled for a while, pulled her hand out from Song Zhuoao, and glanced at the soldiers blocking the door: "Da Jin doesn't fight a battle that is not sure, they are more than a few years ago. Be brave. ”

Song Zhuoao's expression was a little hideous, his voice sounded hoarse, and the shouts in his ears overlapped and didn't know if it was inside or outside the door made him even more irritable: "What do you mean?!" The gates are going to be broken?! ”

He unconsciously raised his voice, and successfully made Mingqiang turn his face to look at him.

"I said early in the morning, you shouldn't have come here." Ming Qiang looked at the rapid change in the expression on Song Zhuoao's face, she took a deep breath, she didn't want to argue with him at this time, she clenched the spear in her hand, and gently touched the long sword worn by Song Zhuoao on her waist with the body of the gun: "Get ready, the city gate is going to be broken, let's defend it, Dajin may not be able to win." ”

Song Zhuoao pursed his lips, Ming Qiang seemed to know what he was thinking, and when he picked up his gun to join the team beside him, he turned back to him and said, "The prince is here to make meritorious contributions, isn't he?" ”

She wouldn't have called him that before.

Later, I fell more and more in love with it.

Respectful, distant, and with a kind of ridicule exclusive to Ming Qiang, Song Zhuoao can be angry every time he listens to it, and can arouse the most turbulent viciousness in his heart.

But Ming Qiang didn't care anymore, his ruthlessness couldn't make her take half a step back.

Back then, she betrayed her family, her surname, the spear in her hand, and even betrayed the loyalty and courage that she should have as a military general.

But today, she wants to stand here to the end for the people she wants to protect in her heart.

She has no way back, and she will never allow herself to trample on her dignity a second time.

So Ming Qiang walked very simply, she only left a figure for Song Zhuoao, and did not say where he was going, where he should go, as the prince, Ming Qiang believed that he knew where he should be.

Outside the city gate, the corpses were stacked on top of each other, and one by one the corpses were smashed into one piece, and it was impossible to tell who was who, but the breaking of the door continued.

The warrior spirit of the Great Jin Dynasty made the Dongshu soldiers on the city wall who had already been eroded by the decaying kingdom feel trembling and fearful.

They threw stones numbly, but the brave and bloody energy of Dajin did not cool down at all.

It takes time to load stones and shoot arrows, and it can't stand the reunion of the soldiers of the Great Jin Dynasty, but after all, the teams from all directions seized the opportunity to climb the city wall, and as soon as they went up, the situation on the entire battlefield was reversed.

The Dongshu soldiers had to free their hands to meet the attack, and as soon as the rhythm was interrupted, the throwing stones couldn't keep up, and more people immediately followed with agility, not giving the slightest respite and buffer.

Qi Dao saw that there were more of his own people on the city wall, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, and spared some thought to shout to Jiang Tingye: "Rush to the air!" ”

Jiang Tingye and the soldiers who raised their shields to cover shouted with all their might, everyone's blood burned out, and in a huge scream of surprise, the city gate broke.

The infantry who charged with logs took the lead in crushing a group of Dongshu soldiers who blocked the door.

All of them had blood and hatred in their eyes, and a ruthlessness to avenge the death of their brothers.

But in the eyes of the Dongshu soldiers, there was only fear.

They are afraid of death.

The border city has been quiet for too long.

The Imperial City is even more.

They are not afraid of death and loyal to the country as soldiers, but they are all gnawed by corruption day and night, and the warmth of wine and minced meat is exhausted.

It is the wolf of the Great Jin.

A pack of wolves that are even more invincible after recuperation.

Fortunately, despite the fear, Mingqiang's command could also make them sober up a little.

Of course, they know that if they don't resist, they will die, and if they pick up the long sword in their hands, they can still have some life.

Therefore, after a brief panic, the Dajin infantry and the cavalry that followed closely after them became the targets of their concentrated battle.

Ming Qiang was at the front line, the troops were too dense, almost the main roads in the city were crowded, and the people were all gathered in the west of the city, and the farthest distance from here would not be a case of accidental killing of the people.

Her guns are extremely accurate, ordinary soldiers can't get close at all, she is still looking for her in the middle of the fight, Song Zhuoao's figure is not far away, he is a pampered prince, such a scene is not very bearable, several generals brought from the imperial city are basically revolving around him, for fear that something will happen to him.

The uneasiness in Mingqiang's heart climbed to the top.

She didn't see Ming.

In the team. I didn't see the Women's Army either.

They must have entered the city, and the moment the door was broken, Mingqiang clearly heard the woman's shouting and killing.

But now, they're at home in the battle mode they're best at and most treacherous.

They hid it, and they hid it with them, and Mingjiao.

Jiang Tingye and Qi Dao on the bright side were enough to make Ming Qiang anxious, but she couldn't let this matter go, so she still forcibly turned the horse's head and went to find the stragglers she had cultivated.

Look for!

The Girl Scouts must be found!

They must be pushed to the fore!

Otherwise, as soon as the spear comes out, the situation will no longer be reversed!

But in such a situation now, where is there room for her to find someone?

Wave after wave of Great Jin soldiers entangled, Ming Qiang was too eye-catching, Jiang Tingye and Qi Dao also saw it from afar, this time the task of the vanguard troops was not only to capture the border city, but also to capture Ming Qiang alive!

So Ming Qiang couldn't get out at all, Jiang Tingye and Qi Dao's soldiers locked her position, and it was impossible to move an inch at all.

She turned her head to shout, but the voice couldn't reach that far.

It's messed up everywhere.

When Mingqiang's heart was raised, it never fell again.

She thought that Song Zhuoao, as the prince of Dongshu, would at least understand the truth that he would have to advance and retreat with his country's city until the last moment, but Mingqiang still overestimated him in the end.

Even if too many things have been disappointed, and no longer want to count on it, Ming Qiang really can't understand why Song Zhuoao can make this decision so without psychological burden.

But in a blink of an eye, I understood that Dongshu was like this from top to bottom, and it was not surprising that he would do anything with the appearance of the country.

When Song Tuoao approached her, he was wounded in the hand.

Ming Qiang couldn't tell if she was seriously injured, but Song Zhuoao could still order her to withdraw her troops with full confidence, leaving some soldiers to cover them to the next city, which should not be too badly injured.

Ming Qiang was laughed at by him: "His Royal Highness the Prince, we haven't lost yet!" Isn't it too much to leave your own soldiers like this, to leave behind the people who are full of expectation and trust in you, and let their bones make a way for you?! ”

Song Zhuoao's face was full of gloom, his face was originally extremely handsome, but now the more he looks at it, the more disgusting it becomes: "It is also their blessing to be able to open the way for this prince, and it is also their blessing to die!" What a rambling thing! It's just a border city! Don't you see I'm hurt?! ”

Ming Qiang was suppressed by Song Zhuoao's words.

He is a high-ranking prince, and he can't understand the feelings of these people who are of the same heart as the soldiers, Mingqiang overestimated him, and in just two sentences, the last light in her eyes was extinguished.

She chuckled, this time she didn't even have contempt, only coldness: "I can't give such an order, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince still think about it, if you lose the border city, how to explain it to the emperor!" ”

Song Zhuoao's face changed.

At the beginning, he left behind his ambitions.

Can..

With such a purgatory-like scene in front of him, he really couldn't stay and couldn't bear it anymore.

In a short moment, his body was already soaked in the blood of these untouchables, his arm hurt, he couldn't lift his sword, the smell of the air made him want to vomit, the war he imagined was not like this at all.

He should sit comfortably on the city wall and watch the ants of the Great Jin Dynasty being crushed to death.

But what is this now?!

Bullshit blame! Lives are gone! Where do you care so much!

Song Tuoao coldly dragged Ming Qiang's hand: "Go!" Fall back! This prince orders you! ”

Ming Qiang was enraged, slashed off the enemy soldiers on his side with his backhand, and spat on Song Zhuoao's face: "Get out!" Cowardice to this! What a country! As long as there is still the strength of the battle! Let's fight them to the end! ”

Song Too was stunned.

The body reacts before the brain reacts.

He slapped Ming Qiang hard, and then his anger drowned his reason, and he gave an order to several generals around him, apparently to leave Ming Qiang's own team and lead the people of the imperial city to evacuate.

As soon as the men and horses withdrew, the stubborn resistance completely turned into a one-sided massacre.

Ming Qiang shouted Song Zhuoao's name, but where was the empathy of the country that could be aroused in his heart?! All he thought about in his heart was himself, only his noble crown prince.

Everything else, it's something that can be left behind.

So Song Tuo left arrogantly without hesitation.

He heard Ming Qiang's shout, but he didn't look back, there seemed to be something behind him with the cold wind of the night, Song Zhuoao didn't look back, and he didn't want to look back! What lies ahead of him is his way of life!

Mingqiang went crazy.

She couldn't believe that Song Zhuoao could really make such a stupid decision!

She tightened the rope of her horse and threw the spear in her hand with all her might, but it was still a little worse, and the spear fell straight into the crowd and could not be recovered.

Ming Qiang bit her lip, the road where Song Zhuoao led the troops to leave had been flooded by the soldiers who came up, and Ming Qiang was on a horse, and there was no way to see the situation over there clearly.

Fortunately, after this interruption, the stragglers she led were squeezed to her side, and when Mingqiang threw the gun, someone around her helped cut down the enemy and handed her a sword again.

Mingqiang pulled out her long sword, and her mind went blank.

What to do?

What are these her soldiers going to do?!

As soon as Song Zhuoao left, there was no possibility of victory in this war, and the city was quickly surrounded by the soldiers of the Great Jin, and she, along with these people, became a victim of Song Zhuoao's stay.

If you want to break through, it is no longer possible.

The wind blew her eyes dry and painful, Mingqiang's tears had already dried up, she couldn't cry, but the whimper in her throat was really crying for the soldiers who followed her.

This war will be lost in the hands of the foolish decisions of their own people.

Mingqiang was unwilling.

She is not reconciled!

But what if you don't want to?!

Things in the world are so impermanent, so heartbreaking and yet incomprehensible.

She slashed her arm sore, and she didn't know how many of her own people had fallen around her, nor how many Dajin soldiers she had killed.

She only felt that her throat was dry and aching, and she could no longer hear the sound of her screaming, and she could no longer feel where her soul was.

The soul of the dead under her sword was also her brother and sister.

Mingqiang suddenly felt ridiculous.

What is the difference between her and Song Zhuoao?

She has always been just fighting for herself selfishly, desperately fleeing the battlefield back then, and now she refuses to leave the border city.

It's been seven years.

She's too. I want to go back.

But she could never go back.

Mingqiang's gaze was out of focus for a moment.

She was dragged by her cronies, and then evacuated towards the side of the resident's house, looking for some cover to delay a little longer.

But the final result will not change.

The originally noisy ears suddenly fell silent for two seconds.

Mingqiang heard her clearly, someone called her.

"Mingqiang!"

She looked back, and saw a small dot in the distance in her pupils, rapidly approaching, revealing its sharp tip and the red tassels fluttering in the air.

The spear pierced her shoulder, and the force of inertia and domineering force stabbed her directly from her horse and nailed her into the wall behind her.

A mouthful of blood gushed out of Mingqiang's mouth, she lowered her head, and for a moment, she didn't feel the huge pain in her shoulder.

She just raised her hand and saw her own hands covered in blood.

I don't know if it was left by killing the enemy, or if I just vomited it.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

Capture the thief and capture the king first.

This is what her sister taught her, the first words of a soldier.

Now, she's caught.

Mingqiang smiled softly, then raised her eyes.

At the end of her line of sight, the Great Jin soldiers had won a great victory, standing on both sides to make way for them.

She didn't see anyone else.

All she saw was the face and figure of a familiar military uniform, walking towards her with heavy steps.

Ming's gaze was deep and sad, she walked up to Mingqiang, very slowly, very softly, raised her hand, and held the body of the spear that pierced Mingqiang.

Her eyes were so sad that tears rolled down her cheeks.

But her voice was so gentle and compassionate, like a whisper in her ear that she had heard countless times when she was a child, that Mingqiang heard her say, "See you again, my sister." ”

"I'll take you home."