Chapter 53: Killing by Drums
Wave after wave crashed, and then there was a bigger wind making waves.
A general with a wounded cloth wrapped in one eye, holding a knife in his hand, with a hideous face: "Shout, shout, this is the opportunity for Ma Dudu to give you to escape." ”
He pointed his knife forward and laughed maniacally.
"Look, that's where the Immortal Lady Chu Guo is, as long as you can run there, you will be saved."
"Shout, let the gods come and save you."
The soldiers and horses around him also let out wild laughter and screams.
The crying and shouting here were like thunder, and the Huainan Dao soldiers were silent, dead and stagnant.
"Why haven't you given the order yet?"
Zhong Wu ran over and shouted, looking at the commanders on the side.
Ling Bing's body shook slightly, and his face hesitated: "My lord, really, really, is it really fighting?" ”
Zhong Wu shouted in a deep voice: "The two armies are fighting, why don't you fight?" ”
Because they are ordinary people, although the local pronunciation is different, but Huainan Dao is in the same vein, and it is still a little familiar in the ears, if you want to rush into battle, you can only kill those people.
The commander clenched his drumsticks, he had never been afraid to kill the thieves, but he killed the people......
There was a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and arrows like rain flew from the rebel array.....
The distance is already within range of the bow and crossbow.
There was a commotion in the Huainan Dao army, and the shield soldiers stepped forward to raise their shield armor, and the soldiers and horses in such a front still had casualties.
The crowd of people who had been used as meat shields also fell, and the bows and crossbows behind them didn't care about their lives or deaths, and there were deliberate and unintentional arrows shooting at them.
The cries and shouts were louder, and they ran faster in this direction.....
"Run, run!" The one-eyed rebel general laughed maniacally, "The faster you run, the better!" ”
A knife slammed into the horse, and the horse wailed and rushed forward frantically.
"Kill!"
With wild laughter, the strange screams that the soldiers and horses either rode or ran to rush to the Huainan Dao military formation here.
When the opponent's arrow rain came, Zhong Wu had already jumped into the car, kicked the commander down, and shouted angrily: "Military law dispose." ”
Immediately, a soldier held down the order, and the middle five held the drumstick and was about to ring, but Li Minglou stretched out his hand to stop it.
The arm stretched out under the white gauze was slender and weak, but it made Zhongwu's hands stop immediately.
The drumsticks were also taken away by Li Minglou.
Miss is a girl after all, I can't bear it..... Middle 5 is a little anxious, but how can the battle be benevolent.
Li Minglou looked at the people rushing in front of him and the rebels hiding behind them.
"If I say something, you shout it." She said.
This was said to the soldiers and horses in the military formation, and countless eyes fell on the women on the chariot in the center of the formation.
"Fathers and elders of Yangzhou City, I am Mrs. Chu State, and Mrs. Chu State is here to quell the rebellion and attack the city, not to kill you."
"You must understand that it was not my Mrs. Chu who killed you, but the rebel thieves behind you."
"If I don't attack the city, you will die, and if I don't attack the city, more people will die."
"I swear under the blue sky and the white sun, after you die, I will collect your bodies for burial, I will avenge you, and I will use the internal organs of these thieves and rebels to commemorate you!"
"You are fighting for me, my Huainan Road Hero Temple, there will be a place for you!"
"You will be offered incense! There is no end to children and grandchildren! ”
The clear female voice shouted out in the thunderous noise, and as she spoke, thousands of soldiers and horses repeated the sentence in unison, rolling towards the rebel camp one after another.
After shouting the last sentence, Li Minglou raised the drumstick, and Zhong Wu stopped his voice and said hoarsely: "Madam, let me give the order." ”
Anyway, it was also ordinary people, and Li Minglou ordered to do it, and his reputation in the future would be irreparable.....
"If you don't raise your knife, won't there be blood on your hands?" Li Minglou said, and the drumstick fell heavily.
The drums of war rumbled, the army marched in unison, and the soldiers and horses and arrows rained down on the people and rebels who rushed on.
The people at the front fell one by one, but in addition to the fallen, there were also those who turned around and rushed towards the rebels.
It was an old man with a sixtieth birthday, holding a bamboo pole in his hand: "Mrs. Chu said, fight for her, I am the hero of Huainan Road, I enter the Hero Temple, and my old man will have no worries about incense." ”
There are those who are determined to die, but there are also those who want to survive.
"Kill the rebels, help Huainan Province kill the rebels, and we will be able to live." An emaciated man shouted, and threw his bare hands at a rebel behind him, biting off his nose.
The military formations on both sides collided together, and the cries could no longer be heard, only the sound of fighting shook the sky.
Li Minglou beat the war drums again and again, and the bloody air swept into the sky, and the wind swept into the sky, covering the sky and the sun on this land.
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The wooden monk sitting in the dark cell of Gangneung Mansion opened his eyes.
He tilted his head upwards and sniffed vigorously, his eyes red when he opened them.
He stood up, grabbed his cane, walked to the cell door, pulled it open and strode out.
After all, Monk Mu has merit to Jiangling Mansion, although the gods are chatty and eccentric, so the prefect locked him up for further questioning, but he did not treat him harshly, the cell was cleaned up, three meals a day were also on call, and the cell door would not be locked.
After Monk Mu came in, he did not make trouble, nor did he harass Li Minghua again, but began to meditate, and several times the jailer suspected that he was dead and had to probe his nose.....
The jailer, who was laughing outside, suddenly saw the wooden monk coming out and was startled.
"Master, you, are you going to see the prefect?" A jailer asked hurriedly.
Monk Mu shook his head: "I'm leaving." ”
He spoke and walked non-stop.
The jailer didn't react for a moment: "Let's go? Where to go? ”
Monk Mu looked into the distance, and his face became more and more dim and uncertain in the daylight: "Go and find the variables that will turn the world into a mountain of blood and corpses." ”
The jailer didn't understand, but finally came to his senses.
"No, Master Wood." They stepped forward to stop, "The prefect didn't speak, you can't go." ”
The monk who did not eat or drink like a clay sculpture and wood carving only pushed his hand away, and pushed away the jailers who were blocking the road, one step at a time, two steps and three steps, as if he walked to the yamen in the blink of an eye, and stepped out.....
The jailers shouted that the monk ran and chased out, and when they ran out, the wooden monk could no longer be seen, and the shouting attracted the officers and soldiers on patrol, so they immediately issued an order to search, and the strange thing was that no one saw the wooden monk, not even the soldiers and horses guarding the door.
"No monk left the city." They said firmly.
Because the prefect and Li Minghua were not there, the news was reported to Xiang Yun, and Jiangling Mansion was temporarily in charge of him...... The reinforcements of Huainan Province are not among them, and because the soldiers and horses of Huainan Province are in charge of the city defense, they sometimes have to manage Xiang Yun.
However, the opinions of both sides on this matter were unanimous, Zhou Shi didn't care about the monk's coming and going, and Xiang Yun also thought that there was no need to make a fuss.
"Since he is a master, he must have supernatural powers." Xiang Yun said gently, calming the jailers in front of him who were excited and frightened and talked upside down.
"But this monk doesn't know whether it's good or evil." A jailer said.
Xiang Yun smiled and said, "Monks purify all sentient beings, regardless of good and evil. ”
What do you mean? The jailers didn't understand.
"Then he's gone." One of the jailers muttered, "What to do? ”
"He came by chance." Xiang Yun said: "Now that he is leaving, it is naturally fate, so there will be a fate, and there will be no fate." ”
That's right, this monk came suddenly, and left suddenly, so he could only follow fate, and the jailers put away the chaos and threw away the confusion and panic.
There's still a lot to do in the world.
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The world outside Yangzhou is like hell.
Countless corpses filled the trench, and when you stood on the high city, the ground turned red, which was terrifying, so that the hand holding the bow and crossbow kept trembling, and when you saw the Huainan Dao soldiers and horses that had entered the firing range, they couldn't shoot the bow and crossbow.
"They're collecting corpses." A general whispered to Ma Jiang, "The corpses of those people have also been collected, should we stop them?" ”
"What are those arrows wasted?" Ma Jiang shouted, "They will take it if they want, they are just dead people, and they have killed all the people without mercy!" What kind of immortal bodhisattva is that Mrs. Chu State! It's clearly a rakshasa demon! ”
He paced the city and looked at the people who had been tied up in the city, their faces full of despair and fear.
Ma Jiang laughed maniacally.
"If she dares to kill, then let her kill enough, hundreds of thousands of people, let her kill them all!"
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The night covered hell on earth, but the smell of blood still lingered in the snort of the wind.
Stand on the hill and watch the camp sparks.
"Miss." Form 5 climbed up and saw a woman as independent as a clay sculpture.
There was no one else here, and the night was obscuring the day, and he couldn't help but call out her true name.
Li Minglou didn't look back, unconscious.
Zhong Wu took a few steps closer and thought of the overwhelming sadness of Li Minglou when King Zhao died.
Fang Eryuanji stayed in Huainan Province to guard, there was no one to count on, and Zhong Wu held back for a long time: "Miss, what are you thinking?" ”
This sentence made Li Minglou speak.
"I'm wondering if these people are going to die or not."