Since the fourth day of the siege of the Mengnan Army, Shuoji City has been in constant war, although it is a tentative siege for an hour, and then it will be withdrawn like a sea tide, but this also makes the 10,000 soldiers of Shuoji City City Defense heart drum.Of course, the people of Shuoji City are also panicked.In a quiet and elegant small courtyard, an old man sat on a stone bench, and countless literati and Confucian scholars in front of him were saluting the old man.The old man's name is Zou Derun, he is one of the top literary Confucians in Qingzhou, the old man should have fled out of the city with the team of women and children, but he stayed, his original words were: "My generation of scholars, how can we flee with women and women first?"
The old man is willing to stand up for the world's scholars and tell the world that our generation of scholars is not cowardly!
In times of national crisis, our generation of scholars can also sacrifice their lives for our country!
”"Teacher, now that the Mengnan barbarians outside Shuoji City are besieging the city, there is no way out, what should we do?"
A bachelor of letters, bowed down and asked for advice.Zou Derun was also worried, and said: "We are all powerless, even if we have the ambition to serve the country in our hearts, but we have no way to serve the country."
All the scholars were silent, and their hearts couldn't help but rise to that sentence, useless scholars are scholars.Now Qingzhou is in a big disaster, but they can only watch, there is no way at all, Mengnan barbarians are fierce and abnormal, and now they are outside Shuoji City, eyeing them.And they can only read, and they can only read, and they don't know what else to do."
It's better to go to the yamen of the state capital and ask Lord Assassin Shi what else I can do in this time of crisis."
A scholar and literati opened his mouth to suggest.Zou Derun sighed: "That's all it can be.""
They all say that my scholar is useless, but who knows, my scholar also has Lingyun courage, and he also wants to mention the three-foot Qingfeng, take the head of the enemy general, comfort my Qingzhou heroic spirit, and sacrifice my court."
Zou Derun sighed happily."
Yes, what the teacher said is right, I wait for the scholar to hang a three-foot sword on his waist, and I also hope that one day I will also use this waist sword to defend the border for my court, and block the enemy for my court, Mengnan barbarians are very excessive this time, 400,000 barbarians rushed into my Qingzhou Qimen Pass, took my Qingzhou women, killed my Qingzhou son, trampled on my Qingzhou land, and plundered my Qingzhou wealth, which is very excessive!""
That's right!
The hateful Mengnan barbarians, I hate not to eat their flesh and drink their blood!
We are also men, so it is better to talk to the assassin history, we will also go to the battlefield and shed the last drop of blood for my courtesy!
Live up to the name of the husband!
”"Yes, yes, yes!
We can also raise the three-foot Qingfeng and take the enemy's head!
Don't be afraid even if you die!
”Countless voices about going to war echoed in this quiet courtyard, full of the grief and indignation of the scholars, and also expressed the anger of the young people when they learned that their people had been slaughtered, and the blood of sacrificing their lives for the country.Zou Derun looked at a sad and angry young man, looked at their angry faces, and smiled, who said that scholars have no courage?
Who said that scholars are useless!
Scholars such as us can also lift the sword at our waist and slash at the enemy who has come to attack!
Even if it is life and death!
And not afraid!
Zou Derun quietly listened to the generous and passionate remarks of the scholars and literati to kill the enemy, and his old face was so smiling that he couldn't see his eyes.When these scholars looked at themselves with anticipation, Zou Derun picked up the crutches erected on the side, stood up, shook the Confucian robes on his body, and said to the scholars with a smile: "Go!"
Go with me!
I'll wait for this to go to the Assassin's Mansion to ask for battle, and shed the last drop of blood for my court!
”………… Wang Fang sat behind the yamen copywriting in the state capital, looking at the battle report with a haggard face, the Mengnan army has been attacking the city for three days, and there will be three sieges every day, each time it is an hour, 10,000 soldiers have lost nearly 2,000 people, some were shot by the Mengnan army, and some were hacked to death by the Mengnan infantry who climbed to the top of the city."
I can't hold it, I can't keep it."
Wang Fang leaned back, tears streaming out of her eyes.really can't hold it, he always thought that the Mengnan barbarians would not know how to attack the city, and the previous county towns of Qimen County and Phoenix County were just relying on their absolute superiority in numbers to attack the city pass with a crushing attitude.Thinking that the walls of Shuoji City are tall, a group of savages who have not seen the world should not have much offensive, they should be able to defend for a few more days, and when the imperial army arrives, they can unite the imperial army and annihilate the enemy army.However, what I didn't expect was that the Monnan people would not only attack the city, but also have almost complete siege equipment, except for the trebuchet, the others were basically complete!
There is also a skillful siege technique, so that the big shield is in front, the collision car and the siege tower are pressed, and the ladder and the death squad rush forward, this kind of siege method is decent in the Li Dynasty, I never thought that the Mengnan army would also!"
Shuoji is going to be lost!
Your Majesty!
The minister Wang Fang is sorry for you, the disciple of Zhang Shoufu Wang Fang is sorry for you, the first emperor Wang Fang is sorry for you, and there are 200,000 people in this city...............
I, Wang Fang, am sorry for you!
”Wang Fang cried, his tears were not because he was afraid that the city would be broken and he would die, but because he .........
Instead, he felt that he was sorry for the 200,000 people in this Shuoji city, sorry for the first emperor and the Xuanzheng Son of Heaven, sorry for the capital Zhang Xuyi, and even more sorry for the people of the dawn of the world.In the yamen of the state capital, there are still officials, they heard Lord Thorn Shi crying, and said who they are sorry for, who are sorry, but they did not laugh at Wang Fang, and they did not have it in their hearts, I now feel that this Lord Thorn Shi is very worthy of admiration.He was not afraid of his own death, but of the death of the people of the Li Dynasty in this city.He is a good official, a good assassin, he never accepts bribes from businessmen, nor oppresses the people, and even the people meet the assassin in the city, greet the assassin, and the assassin will stand on the street, and chat with the people for a long time.can make people, the Qimen Pass was broken, and the Mengnan Army raised troops to attack Shuoji, this is not the fault of the assassin history, he didn't feel sorry for anyone, even if he was really killed by the Mengnan army into Shuoji City and died in Shuoji City, they didn't complain about the assassination, at least they didn't complain, because he had done a good job, really good.Just when Wang Fang was crying loudly, the big drum in front of the yamen of the state capital sounded.Wang Fang sobbed and sat up again, his eyes were red and swollen, and the tears were still on his face, he didn't rush to wipe them, and hurriedly asked the officer: "Who is beating the drum outside the door?"
After bowing, the official shook his head to indicate that he did not know, and then hurriedly ran out to see who was beating the drum.Wang Fang wiped away the tears on her face, rearranged her robe, and prepared to go out to see who was beating the drum and who was beating the drum at this time.Outside the yamen of the state capital, an old Confucian led by him, with hundreds of swords hanging from his waist and a white robe, stood outside the yamen of the state capital, quietly waiting for the assassin to come out.The big drum of the yamen of the state capital was beaten, which also alarmed many people to watch, wanting to see who was beating the drum at this time.Many people are thinking in their hearts, don't you know that the outside of the city is surrounded by the Mengnan army?
At this time, you have to endure any grievances, and you can't make trouble for Lord Thorn Shi!
Now that the officials in Shuoji City are already anxious, it is not what a person of the Li Dynasty should do to cause chaos at this time.More and more people gathered, and they have been blocked outside the Shuoji Chengzhou City Government for a long time, and they are all here to see why the group of scholars beat the big drum at this time, and why they beat the big drum at this time to cause chaos!"
This group of scholars, I really don't know what to do, now is a time of crisis, beating the drum at this time, doesn't this add to the chaos?""
Yes, yes, as the saying goes, useless is a scholar, this is really true, the outside is surrounded by the Monnan people, and they still come to cause trouble, I really don't know what to do.""
Indeed, is there anything that can't wait until this is over?
It doesn't have to be at this point. ”Such words came out of the mouths of young adults, they were all very sad and angry, and felt that this group of scholars, if they didn't help, it would be okay, but at this time, they were all very sad and angry, and felt that this group of scholars was really a group of hopeless people.The people naturally misunderstood the scholars, but the scholars all stood quietly at the gate of the state government, waiting for the assassin to come out, and no one quibbled with them.Because they have made up their minds to shed their blood for the Li Dynasty and sacrifice their lives for the Li Dynasty, there is no point in quibbling, they just want to avenge the sacrificed Li Dynasty sons and daughters, and avenge those women who were ruined by the Mengnan barbarians!
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