The night of the cold winter moon is extremely bitter.

On the city wall of the south gate of Pingyang Wei, there are many defending sergeants, although they wear solid and heavy cotton armor, but everyone is still frozen and can't help but fight with their upper and lower teeth, especially at the moment when it is close to dawn, the sleepiness is the strongest, and everyone can't help but pace to drive away the cold and sleepiness.

"This tartar is not here yet, I am impatient to wait." Someone whispered.

"Are you still looking forward to the Tartars?" Someone snorted.

There was a burst of laughter.

"It's not a fucking thing to hang around."

“… I heard that this time the Tartar is extremely powerful..."

"That's right, I heard that the Tartars changed the court or something a while ago, and changed the emperor....

"Or do you know more as a scholar..."

Chatting and laughing, the atmosphere is also adjusted, and the generals did not deliberately scold, but just reminded them to pay attention when they walked around.

The sky gradually brightened, and a group of soldiers began to alternate, and when they were changing guards, they heard a sharp sound in the distance, and everyone looked at it, only to see a few rockets exploding in the sky in the east.

Everyone roared, and all of them rushed to the battlements of the city wall, and when they looked out, they saw seven or eight fast horses galloping over, and the leader shook the yellow flag in his hand.

The gates were opened, and then they were shut.

"Here comes the Tartars! Thousands! The sentry rushed into the city gate, and before he had time to dismount, he gasped and shouted.

"Raise the white flag!"

"Knock on the bamboo stick gong!"

Orders were passed down one by one, and everyone entered a state of readiness.

When the sky was bright, standing on the city gate, I could see a group of people coming towards this side on the distant horizon, seemingly slowly, but every blink of an eye could see the change of this team.

Their infantry and cavalry were intertwined, and the phalanx rolled in order, and they assembled and stopped a mile away from the city gate.

These are the elite ranks of the Tartars, the well-organized military formations, the well-armored banners, and the dense columns. Encamping in front of the city gate formed a great psychological coercion.

Although they were ready in their hearts, when they really saw the Tartar in front of them, all the people couldn't help but breathe heavily, and their hands clenched their weapons.

Isn't it still alive after this war?

When Lu Yan stepped into the house, the night was cloudy, the house was lit with candles, and Liu Meibao's elongated figure was cast on the window lattice.

"Have you eaten it?" Seeing him come in, Liu Meibao hurriedly got up and asked.

"Daddy." Lu Fang stood up from the kang table. Raised his hand happily at him.

Lu Yan reached out to pick him up and wiped the rice grains from the corner of his mouth.

"I've eaten it, you can eat it quickly." He said.

Liu Meibao sat down, then ate, watched Lu Yan undress his coat, washed his hands and fed Lu Fang with a bowl.

"Let him eat by himself, don't get used to him." She said.

"I can get used to it a few more times." Lu Yan smiled casually.

Liu Meibao's hand holding the chopsticks was stunned.

"No, I mean he's only been a few years old, and when I'm older, I can't get used to him, no... That's not what it means. Lu Yan noticed. Busy said.

He is the garrison of Pingyang Guard, and the city is in the people. The city is dead, this is both morality and responsibility, although now there are many officials who are greedy for life and afraid of death and flee without hearing that the enemy has moved, but there will definitely be no Lu Yan among them.

Liu Meibao smiled at him and continued to eat.

Lu Yan also stopped talking and teased his son to feed him.

"Lady sent it back?" Lu Yan asked after eating.

Liu Meibao nodded.

"Originally, I didn't leave, but I was so easily persuaded to leave." She laughed. While rummaging through the cupboard, look for something.

Lu Yan stood behind her and looked at her.

"Mabel," he called in a low voice, "actually." You might as well take a boat with you..."

Before he finished his words, he was interrupted by Liu Meibao's happy whisper.

"Hah, I found it, I remember I did." She smiled, turned around with a piece of clothing in her hand, and shook it at Lu Yan with a bit of smugness, "It's cold in winter, I made two knee pads for you last year when I had nothing to do, and you should be more comfortable wearing them in armor." ”

Lu Yan nodded and watched Liu Meibao bend down.

"I'll do it myself." He was busy dissuading.

"I'll do it." Liu Meibao looked up at him and smiled, with a look of insistence.

Lu Yan looked at her, stopped talking, and let his wife put it on for herself, and then pulled her up, held her in his arms, and the two hugged each other quietly.

"Is he alright?" Lu Yan's hand was placed on his wife's abdomen, which was still flat.

"It's fine." Liu Meibao said with a smile.

What else did Lu Yan say, but Lu Fang, who had been playing on the side, saw it and ran over and crawled on top of him.

"I'm going to hug too, I'm going to hug too." He shouted.

Lu Yan smiled and scooped him up with one hand, put him between the two, and hugged their mother and son together, Lu Fang put his hands around his father's neck, giggling happily.

Lu Fang was tired of playing and finally rolled into bed and fell asleep, Liu Meibao smiled and took off his clothes and covered him with a quilt.

"Alright, you can go quickly." She raised her head and said to Lu Yan, "This big battle is imminent, and the officers and soldiers are not allowed to leave without permission, and you must take the lead as the garrison." ”

Lu Yan smiled, stood up and walked into her, and kissed her on the forehead.

"Then I'm leaving." He said.

"Go ahead." Liu Meibao said with a smile.

The Tartar army assembled under the city for a day and a night, and sent an interpreter to shout and persuade him to surrender.

"Let me tell you that the adults of Yanqing Changping have surrendered..."

“… There were no casualties among the people of Hecheng, the army and the civilians...."

"The emperor of Dajin said, be considerate and love the people, and ensure that everyone is well fed..."

Listening to the continuous shouting outside, Lu Yan in the grass hut on the city wall frowned.

"And let him talk nonsense!" Zhang Shun shouted, raised his feet and went out.

Immediately, there was a scream, and the shouting stopped, replaced by the angry shouting of the gurgling Tartar language.

With the sound of artillery, it was announced that the city war had officially begun.

All the doors of the Acropolis were closed, and the whole family gathered together to pray to the gods and Buddhas with trepidation.

In the garrison hall, Liu Meibao also worshipped in front of the Buddha statue reverently, then stood up, opened the door, and the servants who had already been instructed to wait for her to change into simple and neat clothes.

"The boat, obedient at home, my mother goes out to help people, and will come back in a while." She said to Lu Fang, who was being held by the nurse.

"Firecrackers are lit outside!" Lu Fang pointed to the door and said curiously.

He didn't know what it was, a sound that was much more powerful than a firecracker.

Liu Meibao smiled and nodded. Kissing him on the cheek, he turned and strode away.

The sound of artillery fire outside the city wall, the sound of fighting and screaming were all in one piece, and the smell of blood and gunpowder smoke mixed together filled the entire sky, and the sun seemed to become dim and uncertain when looking up.

There were men running on stretchers, and on them lay wailing soldiers.

The auxiliaries standing on the side of the road watched them pass by with sad faces.

"It's not too bad, when the Tartars really attack the city gate, then it's a real battle of swords and guns..."The experienced soldier was introducing the newcomer in a low voice.

"Tartars are amazing. I love to eat human flesh. "There are veterans who scare newcomers.

The newcomer's face was pale, but his eyes were determined.

"I'm not afraid." He said.

He will definitely not be afraid, because there is a family behind him to protect, not to mention, if he dies in battle, it will also be a heroic death, and his family will be taken care of, but if he escapes from the battle, then this acropolis will expel their entire family, and there will be no place in the world where they can shelter their family.

"Pikemen prepare!"

There were shouts at the gates. The expressions of these auxiliaries changed when they heard this.

"The Tartars have landed in the city!" The veterans muttered.

In the makeshift grass hut, Lu Yan and other generals were holding a short temporary meeting.

They still had the smoke of artillery fire on their bodies. They had apparently come down from the city walls, and had already witnessed the battle of the previous moment.

“… Although these Tartars are brave and fierce, their fatal shortcoming is that they have poor endurance, when I was in Baozhou, I commanded a thousand people to fight against five hundred Tartars, one life for one life, and those Tartars only died a hundred. and they were scattered..."

“… And the soldiers on our side, though inexperienced, are bold ... I can guarantee that my soldiers will fight until they are the only ones left, and they will not escape."

"When you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins. This has been the case since ancient times. Lu Yan nodded and said.

While he was talking, a soldier burst in.

"My lord, my lord, it's not good.." He said with a panicked expression.

Could it be that the Tartars broke the walls so quickly? The first thought of the generals present was to rush out, this is impossible....

"Zheng Niangzi also went to the city wall to fight!" The soldier shouted out the next sentence in time.

"I'll fuck you." One of the generals was furious and kicked him, "What a!" ”

The soldier was kicked, crying and not daring to complain.

"Not good!" Everyone immediately reacted again.

If this little lady Zheng dies here, there is nothing to say about the city being broken and dying, but if she dies on the city wall, how can they explain to Zheng Bingbei of Xuanda!

Everyone poured out and went straight to the walls.

The city wall was already in full swing, and there were constantly Tartars turning in, and the set up horses and Tieli were pushed away, and the vanguard Tartar soldiers who had been stabbed to death hung on them, and their eyes were wide open one by one, and their expressions were hideous, as if they were not blind to death.

There were fights everywhere, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

I don't know where a whirling broadsword flew from nowhere, separating the throat of the guard beside Zheng Xiaoniang, and blood sprayed.

Zheng Xiaoniang's face was already splashed with blood, and she was holding a spear in her hand, but the whole person was already wooden, with a pair of big eyes, looking at the tragedy.

How could it be so miserable! How could it be so miserable!

She can't play her moves, and her hands weigh a thousand pounds.

"Kill!"

A platoon of five Pingyang guards stabbed the spears in their hands at the oncoming Tartars.

There are no moves, no tricks, only a straight throat and a goal, a group of guns and knives, and there is no retreat.

The Tartar blocked with his shield and slashed at the soldier's shoulder.

The scream of the little lady Zheng rang out at the same time as the soldier's scream, and she trembled as the soldier screamed, but instead of falling, she reached out and pressed the knife on her shoulder.

With this force, he plunged the spear in his hand into the lower abdomen of the tartar.

The tartar screamed and fell to his knees as a large knife cut off his head.

Blood spurted out, Zheng Xiaoniang couldn't bear this bloodshed anymore, screamed, brandished the spear in her hand, and stabbed indiscriminately regardless of friend or foe.