Chapter 1025

Ping An county

Not safe

Song Zihui, the governor of Ping'an County, is a popular official. Even if the northwest is in such chaos, there are no large-scale dead and large-scale fleeing in Ping'an County. From the beginning of the chaos on the other side of Shandong Road, song Zihui resolutely intercepted the tax money and grain that should be paid to the imperial court, and then borrowed money and grain from the famous families in Ping'an County in his own name. He established a people's courage with a number of about 5000. Together with the county soldiers, Ping'an County has 8000 soldiers to fight.

It was with these 8000 strong men that one side was kept safe. Neither the bandits from the North nor the defeated soldiers who fled in rout could disturb the soil and water in this area. Even when Yan Po Shan, one of the tiger generals under Li Yuanshan, passed by with his men and horses, Yan Po Shan didn't dare to be too presumptuous because of the determination morale of the 8000 dead.

These 8000 people were trained by song Zihui himself.

Although he is a scholar, he likes reading military books freely. Song regretted that since he was a child, he felt that it was too limited for literati to worship only the court and martial arts to worship only the army. Scholars despise martial arts, and military generals despise scholars. But governing the country is inseparable from both literati and military generals. Therefore, if we can cultivate both civil and military skills, we can achieve great success in the future.

However, his family background was general. When the Zhenzong emperor was in power, he was the seventh in the palace examination. He had done a lot of work in the post of Sheriff of Ping'an County. First, his family can't give him any support. Second, he's not that kind of obsequious, so it's very difficult to go to another level.

In fact, the power of officials who achieve the four grades in local areas is not small.

Although Song Zi regretted that he didn't like flattery and flattery, he was not a dead man. Otherwise, it was difficult for officials of the Ministry of officials to assess this level every year when the Sui Dynasty was peaceful. Every year when the officials of the Ministry of officials came down, Song Zi regretted that the money he gave was not much or less, at least he won the top one.

A few years ago, a large number of bandits came from the north, and song Zihui played a role. In fact, rogue bandits are refugees. When refugees pick up murder weapons and start beating, smashing and looting, they become rogue bandits. The largest group of bandits, with a scale of no less than 100000, was led by a man named Wang laizi to loot Ping'an County, the richest County in Shanjiang road.

Song Zihui personally took 8000 people to battle bravely, fought in the wild, killed 17000 enemies in the first war, captured more than 20000 people alive, and the rest fled. Song Zi regretted that despite the opposition of the squires, he cut off the heads of all the more than 20000 prisoners in one breath. Since then, no bandits have dared to come to Ping'an County.

Song Zihui was nicknamed song beheading.

"I can take you to defeat the rogue bandits and even block the army of Yan Po Shan. But this time... I'm afraid it's bad luck. If the rogue bandits come, we can kill them outside Ping'an County and defeat them. This time, hundreds of thousands of Mongolian wolves are riding. The only thing I can do is to take you to try my best to protect the father and the old in the city and keep them day by day."

Song Zihui stood on the wall and looked at the endless Mongolian Yuan camp outside with a long sigh.

Min Yong said to Zheng ruthlessly, "Sir, the people in the city know that adults love their people like children and are willing to live and die with adults. Our brothers have been with adults for six or seven years, and we have fought dozens of wars, large and small, and have never lost. This time we will not lose... Even if the city is broken and people die, we will not lose."

Song Zihui, who was somewhat lost, was aroused by this sentence. He fiercely raised his head and said, "well said! Even if our city is broken and people die, he is not lost!"

He looked back at the people Yong holding the weapon tightly, and the men were looking at him.

"I know, you still hope I can win with you. Just like before, I will defeat the enemies who dare to come to our Ping'an County, sing the song of triumph and come back to embrace my parents and villagers. But this time I can't give you the promise of victory. I can only tell you that I will always stand with you."

"Willing to fight side by side with adults!"

A civilian Yong raised his arms and shouted, "don't worry, sir. Even if we die, we will die in front of the people in the city. As long as we are here one day, the enemy is not allowed to harm our family!"

"Yes!"

Zheng ruthlessly said, "the men of Ping'an County are never afraid of the enemy being strong. Because we have blood and ambition. If we are doomed to die this time, we should also die standing instead of kneeling! What's more, this time we are facing Mengyuan wolf riding, and they won't give you the chance to kneel and live."

"Only death!"

Song Zi regretted: "show me the courage of a safe man!"

Woo

The horn of wolf riding attack sounded outside the city. Song Zihui turned and looked out: "let those Mongolian Tartars see how the men of Ping'an County fight."

He strode not far away and beat the war drum himself.

The drums sounded like thunder, but they suppressed the horn outside the city.

In the city, the streets and alleys were full of people. They came out of their homes one after another. They looked up at the place where the war drums sounded. Old and young, men and women, they all looked at there quietly. There was no fear in their eyes, only a decision that had appeared many times in their eyes.

Ping'an County is not the first time to face danger. The people are used to being brave.

"Lord Song said that we might all die this time."

Said a young woman holding a child.

"Fuck!"

Her husband is a famous cruel man in the city. No one dares to provoke him easily on weekdays. Only he bullied others, and no one ever bullied him.

"Don't be afraid!"

The bearded man turned back, took out the bone cutting knife he used to sell meat from the house and pinned it on his belt: "Aren't you Mengyuan people? Can they be bigger than me? How many bloody men in this fucking city follow me to the city. Lord song is just a weak scholar. If he dares to fight to the death, can you and I only watch the people who have protected us countless times go all out? They are a man with chicken, Ba, two eggs. Who is fucking afraid of who?"

He strode towards the wall, and many young men came out of the crowd.

"Wait a minute"

His wife stopped him from behind and quickly stepped over and handed him the child: "hold the child again."

Tears were streaming down her eyes, but she didn't say you were not allowed to go, because she knew what kind of man her husband was. No matter how vicious he was, he was also an aggressive man!

His beard was slightly stunned, then he held the child over his head and said in a hoarse voice, "my son! If you can survive, don't forget that your father is a hero in the future. When you mention your father to others in the future, you should raise your mother's chest and say!"

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On the wall

The archer's fingers were numb with pain. Every time he opened his arms and filled the bow, it was a torture, but no one stopped. Under the city, there were dense enemies, shouting and climbing on the city wall like wild wolves. Like hunters, they stopped these beasts threatening their relatives from approaching.

"Shoot at the ladder!"

Song Zi regretted that he didn't have the strength to open the bow string, but he had endless courage. As long as he ran back and forth on the wall, the soldiers seemed to have endless strength. A convincing leader has such ability.

"Don't waste feather arrows and try to aim at the enemies who are carrying the ladder. Don't mess up the formation of guarding the city. The people behind the archer concentrate and overturn him when they see a ladder coming up!"

Song Zihui's voice is hoarse, but his voice is still as inspiring as a war drum.

Whoosh

A cold arrow flew over and impartial shot through the neck of a soldier beside song ziregret. The blood immediately gushed out and splashed song ziregret's face. The slightly hot blood made song ziregret's body tremble fiercely. He looked at the fallen soldier but didn't stop.

"Pull out the feather arrows from him and carry them down for postwar burial!"

He bit his teeth and shouted, his eyes so red.

A cloud ladder braved the arrow rain and set up on the wall. The wolf cavalry that had piled together under the city immediately screamed and climbed up. Song Zihui rushed over and, together with a Minyong, two people held a long hook against the cloud ladder and pushed it out. More people came and pushed the cloud ladder out together.

The ladder slowly left the city wall and stopped for a moment when it was vertical. Then it accelerated and fell down. The wolf cavalry on the ladder wailed, and someone began to jump down. When they landed, they broke their legs and feet. The ladder hit hard and fell into the dense crowd. I don't know how many died.

"Don't throw stones under the city!"

Song Zihui yelled hoarsely. The city wall of Ping'an County is not very high. Although the stones thrown under the city can kill the enemy, they may also become a stepping stone for the enemy to climb up. Once the enemy gathers the stones under the city, they may be able to pile up a high slope.

"Use boiling oil!"

He shouted and ran: "if there is no fire oil, use boiling water!"

Behind him, the two men ran to the city wall with a big iron pot. When they came to the city wall, the two of them worked together to lift the iron pot to splash the boiling water inside. But they lifted it and shot three feather arrows on one of them. The man cried out in pain and lost his strength in an instant. The iron pot fell down and almost all the boiling water poured on himself.

What kind of pain is that?

He kept rolling on the ground in pain. Every time he rolled, a layer of skin would be rubbed off by the city bricks.

"I'm dying..."

He stood up with his teeth clenched. His companions wanted to help him, but they didn't dare to touch him. He looked back at the city and smiled sadly. After laughing, he suddenly jumped down from the city wall and knocked down three or four wolf cavalry with a bang. The wolf cavalry below saw someone fall down, no matter whether it was a living person or a dead person, rushed up and chopped it with a machete, even pressing down the man The wolf cavalry was not spared, and soon turned into a pool of meat mud.

"Put the nail racket!"

Song Zihui held up a shield to block himself. Then he looked down the city and found that there were many wolf cavalry gathered at the root of the city. After that, he immediately ordered. The people Yong immediately loosened the rope, and the heavy nail beat roared down, killing one of the wolf cavalry at the root of the city wall. A foot long wolf tooth nail can easily pierce a person's skull under the action of gravity and inertia.

"Pull!"

Min Yong, don't pull Zheng ruthless up with the soldiers. There is still a dead wolf cavalry hanging on the nail, which hangs shakily with the nail.

A horn sounded in the distance, and the wolf riding, who had been storming for more than an hour and had not been able to go to the city, began to retreat slowly. Behind them, a neat team of ten thousand people drove this way. It seems that their costumes are different from those of the wolves, and the formation is very neat.

Song ziregret took a rare opportunity to breathe for a while, and then looked around at the casualties.

He looked to the city, where there were his family and his folks. Maybe his wife is standing somewhere looking this way, and there are other people's wives waiting for her husband to go back. Song Zihui felt a little bitter in his heart. He couldn't help but see his wife and children in his mind.

He suddenly wanted to go home.

Just then, he saw the cooking smoke floating in the city. One by one, one by one, so soft, so kind.

The people in the city are cooking for the warriors on the wall.

"Ready to fight!"

Song Zi regretted that he picked up a horizontal knife from the ground and fiercely stood up: "kill and retreat the enemy and eat a hot meal!"