Chapter 1025: Kill the enemy and eat a bite of hot meal

Ping'an County

Uneasy

Song Zihui, the governor of Ping'an County, was an official who was very popular with the people. Even if the northwest was in chaos, there was no large-scale death or large-scale escape in Ping'an County. Since the chaos broke out on Shandong Road, Song Zihui decisively intercepted the taxes, money and grain that should have been paid to the court, and then borrowed money and grain from famous families in Ping'an County in his personal name, and formed a civilian bravery whose number was always maintained at about 5,000. In addition to the county soldiers, Ping'an County had 8,000 soldiers to fight.

It was precisely because of these eight thousand heroes that they had saved the peace. Whether it was the bandits trapped from the north or the defeated and fled, they could not disrupt the land and waters of this place. Even when Yin Poshan, one of Li Yuanshan's tiger generals, was one of Li Yuanshan's subordinates, took his men and horses by, Yin Poshan did not dare to be too presumptuous because of the decisive morale of these eight thousand dead soldiers.

These eight thousand people were trained by Song Zihui himself.

Although he was a literati, he liked to read military books freely. Song Zihui felt that since childhood, he felt that it was too limited to literati who only worshiped military officials in the court and military affairs. Literatures were light on military officials, and military generals looked down on literati. If they govern the country, they could not do without literati and military generals. Therefore, if they could cultivate both civil and military officials, they could achieve great success in the future.

However, his family background was average. When Emperor Zhenzong was in power, he was the seventh in the palace examination and had been in the position of the county magistrate of Ping'an County for many years. First, his family could not give him much support, and secondly, he was not the kind of flattery, so it was extremely difficult to get to the next level.

In fact, the power of becoming an official in the fourth rank in the local area is already quite significant.

Although Song Zihui didn't like to flatter him, it was not a dead end. Otherwise, the assessment of the Ministry of Personnel officials every year during the Taiping of the Sui Dynasty was not easy. Every year, the officials of the Ministry of Personnel came down, and Song Zihui gave no more or less money, at least he had the best.

A few years ago, a large number of bandits came from the north. Song Zihui's eight thousand people played a role. In fact, bandits were refugees. When refugees picked up weapons and started to smash and loot, they became bandits. The largest bandits were no less than 100,000 people, and a man named Wang Laizi wanted to loot the richest Ping'an County in Shanjiangdao.

Song Zihui personally brought 8,000 people to fight, fought in the wild, killed 17,000 enemies in one battle, captured more than 20,000 people alive, and all the rest fled. Song Zihui ignored the opposition of the gentry and chopped off all the more than 20,000 prisoners in one breath. Since then, no bandits dared to come to Ping'an County.

Song Zihui also got the nickname Song Beheaded.

"I can take you to defeat the bandits, or even block the army of Yin Poshan. But this time... I'm afraid there will be a lot of danger. If the bandits come, we can fight out of Ping'an County and defeat them. This time we are hundreds of thousands of Mongyuan Wolf Cavalry. The only thing I can do is to take you to do your best to protect the elders in the city, and protect them one day."

Song Zihui stood on the city wall and sighed as the endless black Mongol battalion outside.

Min Yong, the general Zheng Feng, said: "Sir, the people in the city know that the adults love the people as much as their children, and are willing to live and die with them. We brothers have been with the adults for six or seven years. We have fought dozens of battles from all over the world and have never lost. This time we will not lose... Even if the city is broken, we will not lose."

Song Zihui, who was a little lost, was aroused by this sentence. He raised his head and said, "Okay! Even if our city is broken, we will not lose!"

He turned around and looked at Min Yong who was holding the weapons tightly, and the men were also looking at him.

"I know, you still hope that I can take you to win. Just as before, you will defeat the enemies who dare to come to our Ping'an County, and come back and hug the elders and fellow villagers in a song of triumph. But this time I cannot give you the promise of victory. I can only tell you that I will always stand with you."

"I wish to fight side by side with the Lord!"

A civil brave raised his arms and shouted: "Don't worry, even if we die, we will die in front of the elders and fellow villagers in the city. As long as we are there for one day, the enemy will not be allowed to harm our family!"

"right!"

Zheng Feng shouted: "The men of Ping'an County have never been afraid of the enemy's strength. Because we have blood and ambitions. If we are destined to die this time, we will also die standing on our feet instead of living on our knees! What's more, we are facing the Mongyuan Wolf Cavalry this time, and they will not give you the chance to live on our knees."

"There is only a battle to the death!"

Song Zihui said: "Show my courage to be a safe man!"

Wow

The sound of wolf cavalry attack sounded outside the city, and Song Zihui turned around and looked outside: "Let the Mongolian Tartars see how the men of our Ping'an County fought."

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

The drums were like thunder, and they actually suppressed the sound of the horn outside the city.

In the city, the streets and alleys were filled with people. They walked out of their homes one after another. They looked up at the place where the war drums were beating. The old and young, men and women all looked there quietly, without fear in their eyes, only a kind of determination that had appeared many times in their eyes.

This is not the first time that Ping'an County has faced danger, and the people have become accustomed to being brave.

"Mr. Song said that we may all die this time."

A young woman holding a child said.

"Fuck him!"

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

"Don't be afraid!"

The bearded man turned around and took out the sharp bone-cut knife he used to sell meat from the room and put it on his belt: "Isn't he the Mongol Yuan people? Can he be bigger than my chicken-ba?! How many bloody men in this city have gone to the city with me? Lord Song is just a weak scholar and dares to fight to the death. Do you and I have to watch the people who have protected us countless times and fight to the death? They are all men with one chicken-ba-two eggs, who is the fuck afraid of whom?"

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

"Wait a moment"

His wife called him from behind and quickly came over and handed him the child: "Hold the child again."

She was crying down her eyes, but she didn't say she was not allowed to go. Because she knew what kind of man her husband was. No matter how fierce and slutty he was on weekdays, he was still a man who dared to act!

The bearded man was slightly stunned, then carried the child over and raised it over his head and said hoarsely: "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, he must raise his chest and say!"

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On the city wall

The archers' fingers were already numb. Every time they opened their arms and pulled the bow, it was a torture, but no one stopped. Under the city were dense enemies, crawling onto the city wall like wild wolves. And they were like hunters, blocking these beasts that threatened their loved ones from approaching.

"Shoot at the ladder carrying the clouds!"

Song Zihui did not have the strength to pull the bowstring, but he had endless courage. As long as he was still running back and forth on the city wall, the soldiers seemed to have endless strength. A convincing leader had such ability.

"Don't waste feather arrows, try to aim at the enemies carrying the ladder. Don't be messy in the city. The people behind the archers concentrate and overturn him when they see a ladder coming up!"

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

Whoosh

A cold arrow flew over and shot through the neck of a personal soldier beside Song Zihui. The blood immediately spurted out, splashing Song Zihui's face. The slightly hot blood made Song Zihui's body tremble suddenly, and he looked at the fallen personal soldier but did not stop.

"Put off the feather arrows on his body, carry them down and wait for burial after the war!"

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

A cloud ladder was placing on the city wall in the rain of arrows, and the wolf cavalry that had already piled up under the city immediately screamed and climbed up. Song Zihui rushed over and together with a Min Yong, the two of them held a long scratching hook and pushed the ladder out with great force. More people came over and pushed the ladder out together.

The cloud ladder slowly left the city wall, and stayed vertically for a moment before speeding down. The wolf cavalry on the cloud ladder started to wail, and some people started to jump down, breaking their legs when they landed. The cloud ladder smashed down hard, and fell into the dense crowd and slapped to death.

"Don't throw stones under the city!"

Song Zihui roared hoarsely. The walls of Ping'an County were not particularly high. Although the stones smashed under the city could kill the enemy, they could also become stepping stones for the enemy to climb upwards. Once the enemy gathered the stones under the city, they might be able to pile up a high slope.

"Use boiling oil!"

He shouted and ran: "If the tincture is gone, use boiling water!"

Behind him, the two of them carried a large iron pot and ran to the city wall. At the edge of the city wall, they worked together to lift the iron pot and splashed the boiling water inside. But they lifted it up and three feather arrows shot on one of them one after another. The man screamed in pain, and his hands lost their strength instantly. The iron pot was poured down suddenly, and the boiling water was almost poured on him.

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 bricks.

"I'm going to die..."

He gritted his teeth and stood up. His companions around him wanted to help him but did not dare to touch him. He looked back at the city, smiled sadly, and suddenly jumped off the city wall, and smashed three or four wolf cavalrymen with a bang. The wolf cavalry below saw someone falling down, and they did not care whether it was a living or a dead person. They rushed up and kept chopping them with a scimitar. Even the wolf cavalry pressing under the man was not spared, and soon they turned into a pool of meat paste.

"Put the nails!"

Song Zihui held a shield to block him and looked down at the city. He found that there were already many wolf cavalry gathered at the base of the city and immediately ordered. The civilians immediately loosened the ropes, and the heavy nails whizzed down, killing the wolf cavalry at the base of the city wall. The wolf teeth nails more than one foot long can easily pierce a person's head under the action of gravity and inertia.

"pull!"

Min Yong did not pull up Zheng Feng and the soldiers to pull up the nail. There was a corpse of a wolf cavalry hanging on the nail. As the nail started, it swayed there.

The sound of horns sounded in the distance, and the wolf cavalry, who had been attacking for more than an hour but had not been able to get to the city, began to retreat slowly. Behind them, a neat team of ten thousand people drove over here. Their outfits seemed different from those wolf cavalry, and their formation was extremely strict.

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

He looked at the city where his family and his fellow villagers were there. Maybe his wife was standing somewhere and looking here, and someone else's wife was waiting for her husband to go back. Song Zihui felt a little distressed, and his wife and children were involuntarily in his mind.

He suddenly wanted to go home.

At this moment, he saw the smoke from cooking fires floating in the city, one by one, one by one, so soft and so kind.

The people in the city were cooking, cooking for the warriors on the walls.

"Prepare to fight!"
Chapter completed!