A beautiful crescent moon hangs in the sky, and the sound of waves from the sea next to Songjiang County seems to be crying.

Song Wei used dozens of wounds on his body that had been simply treated to prove his loyalty to the Han Dynasty and his sincere heart beneath his ugly appearance.

In the governor's mansion, the only room with eaves, Song Wei was lying on the bed, his face pale.

The woman sitting in front of him was pretty and her body was trembling slightly. She was trying her best to control her emotions and didn't want to cry in front of him.

Song Wei suddenly laughed. He was originally very ugly, but now he raised the corner of his mouth, but now he has a resolute temperament, something that attracts women. He said in a weak voice: "Hong'er, you have followed me all these years.

I want you to enjoy wealth and honor, but instead..."

This girl was snatched away from the brothel madam when he was young and ransomed.

Song Wei was not a romantic person, he was even a bit rigid. Perhaps only such a rigid person could hold on to Songjiang County for more than a month.

Back then, the reason why he robbed this woman was that his old father asked him to complete the task of carrying on the family line as soon as possible, so the rigid Song Wei chose to rob a wife back.

Some people are tall but wretched, some are handsome but mean, but there are also some who are short and high-spirited, and some who are ugly and strong.

Song Wei was the latter. Although he was not tall and extremely ugly, he was able to win the support of the people in the city with the righteousness he always upheld in his heart.

In the face of enemies, he dares to stand at the forefront, and in the face of disasters, he will protect the people from wind and rain.

In fact, the people's requirements for the parents' official are very simple, so simple that as long as they can make decisions for them, the parents' official, the parents' official, the people's food, clothing and parents, can be worthy of this title.

Obviously, Song Wei deserves it.

Outside the house, hundreds of people looked nervous and stood together without saying a word.

Under the moonlight, although they were crowded, they were extremely orderly and not chaotic at all.

The leader of the guards walked out in a hurry. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and wiped it on himself. He walked in front of everyone and smiled bitterly.

His smile immediately made everyone's hearts chill. Yes, he was smiling bitterly.

"Sir Song, he..." For a moment, the people who were still in order just now started to panic, as if they had no backbone.

For a moment, fear formed a haze, confusing everyone present.

"Don't worry!" The leader of the guards waved his hands loudly, and after everyone calmed down, he said loudly: "The Sheriff is blessed with great fortune, how can such a small injury take his life!"

"Huh--" The oppressive environment was instantly released, as if a window in a stuffy room suddenly opened.

"When will your Excellency get better?" A dirty scholar asked cautiously.

"Your Excellency, you will recover tomorrow." After the guard leader said this, he felt a little bitter in his heart - how could he not know the physical condition of the Sheriff at this moment?

"Everyone, please leave! Don't disturb the Sheriff's rest." He smiled and waved his hand, dismissing everyone.

After everyone dispersed, the leader of the guards walked slowly to the foot of a big tree in the courtyard alone. The shade of the tree gave him a sense of coolness.

"Have you thought about it?" A dull voice sounded from behind him.

The leader of the guards did not panic at all. He frowned and sighed: "Even if you take Songjiang County, what's the use?"

"Of course it's useful." The person who spoke was a bit unruly. He didn't want to talk to the ant in front of him.

"It's really ridiculous to ask me to open the city gate secretly." The guard suddenly turned around, the long knife on his waist suddenly unsheathed, and stabbed directly behind him.

"Huh——" The long knife stabbed into the air.

"Think about your children and women. After they break the city tomorrow, they will be eaten alive by the Japanese pirates." The voice came from the top of the guard's head. It was obvious that the speaker did not want him to see his true face.

"Who are you?" the guard raised his eyebrows and asked coldly.

"Haha..." The person who spoke just laughed softly, and the laughter gradually faded away.

It was not that he had not considered killing Song Wei directly, but Song Wei himself was very powerful and was protected by a group of guards, so it was too difficult to kill him.

The sky gradually became brighter, but the usual rooster crow in Songjiang County did not sound.

All the chickens have been slaughtered, or in other words, the entire Songjiang County has run out of food and ammunition.

Song Wei approved a fiery red cloak, and he looked very energetic. The red cloak swayed with the wind under the early sun, making him look extraordinary.

He walked slowly up the city wall, with six energetic guards standing beside him. These guards may have been injured, but they could not help but be infected by this powerful winning spirit when they were able to stand next to Song Wei.

The wind came, blowing in my face from the woods in front, carrying the smell of vegetation and the greenness of earth.

"Dong..." Following the wind, the sound of uniform footsteps came.

On the horizon, a red line appears in the distance. This is crimson, the color that everyone hates the most.

Behind this red, there are four towering catapults, slowly driving over.

Black clouds were threatening to overwhelm the city, and the sun seemed to dim because it could not compete with the brilliant luster for this crimson color, and a dark cloud enveloped the sky.

Song Wei squinted his eyes, and the wind that was getting stronger made his clothes flutter.

On the city wall, hundreds of soldiers were looking at him quietly, looking at their own county guards, and looking at the soldiers who led the entire Songjiang County, most of them ordinary people, to resist the monks and martial artists for a month.

That flag.

Song Wei looked around at the soldiers around him, looking at the bandages on their bodies, the blood stains on their cheeks, and their red and swollen eyes.

Perhaps a few days ago, their fathers were standing beside them, but now their fathers are dead and disabled, so these young warriors hurriedly picked up their swords and guns and stepped onto the battlefield.

He suddenly felt that he was selfish for letting so many people accompany him to death for his own beliefs.

He, who had always been strong, resolute, and stiff as a stubborn stone, suddenly sighed, and then two lines of tears fell down his face.

His face had dripped rain, sweat, and blood, but no tears. When the tears fell from his face, everyone shook their heads, as if they had an illusion.

Song Wei slowly raised his hand, then dropped it heavily. He gritted his teeth and said harshly: "Surrender!"

"Surrender?" No one understood why this word would come out of his mouth.

It was as if they didn't understand why their Lord Sheriff was crying.

Has even the Sheriff given up?

After holding on to the city for more than a month, do you want to give it up?

"Sir, why!" The leader of the guards suddenly shouted, his eyes were splitting, and he shook his head vigorously, not believing that these words came from the mouth of the county guard.

Everyone turned to look at Song Wei. They had no fear when facing powerful enemies, and they did not frown when facing pain.
Chapter completed!