Chapter 1033: There will be miracles

Chapter 103, There Will Be Miracles
The wind pressed the weeds extremely low, as if showing off their strength and forcing the weeds to lower their heads. I didn't know if the voice was a proud smile or an unyielding shout.
There was a smell in the wind, very strong.
Shou Song, Heian County, regretted sitting on the city wall, as if he had collapsed. Lying beside him was a corpse that hadn't closed his eyes. The man had a mace arrow in his throat, and the blood had dried up. Song Zigui tried his best to save his life but couldn't do it. Blood filled his hands and drained from his fingers.
In the face of death, Song regretted being powerless.
The dead person is his most effective stop-hander. Don't be serious. Song Zigui no longer remembered how many times, Zheng led his soldiers behind him and defeated the thieves who tried to harm the people of Ping'an County. Yachio Heianjiro, once again blocked death outside Heian County.
But this time, Death was too powerful.
Even if the enemy uses 10,000 rotations every day to attack, the rotation will not be complete for a month. If it weren't for the wolf cavalry who wasn't good at siege warfare, perhaps it had already been razed to the ground. Persistence till now, Baqian Minyong has lost most of it, and the rest are almost wounded. This Ping An County child soldier had never feared killing before, because they knew they would win in the end.
This time, victory may never come. Looking at the fatigue on the soldiers' faces, Song Zigui suddenly had an urge to open the door and go out. If he could die for the people of the city, he would do that. However, until now, I am afraid that the Mengyuan people outside the city already hated the people in the city.
Song regretted not regretting, even if he died, he did not regret taking the people to resist the strong enemy.
He just distressed, distressed the soldiers and the people.
Going on like this, the city breaks only sooner or later. When the city breaks, I'm afraid the Mongolian people who are angry and angry will raise a butcher knife to the people in the city.
"grown ups"
There was a weary voice beside him: "Don't be sad, General Zheng's death is admirable."
Song Zigui turned his head and found that the speaker was a man, a little fat, but looked very strong. Because his face was covered with blood, Song Zigui regretted not recognizing who he was. Seeing that his clothes were not civil soldiers, but spontaneously went to the city to assist the people who kept the city.
He broke one arm and swept away from his shoulders. Song Zigui suddenly remembered that this name was also Zheng and Zheng Nantian. He was a butcher in the city. He was fierce on weekdays, and he was afraid to mess with him. A few Mongolian men climbed the city wall the other day. He killed several pigs one after another with the killing knife. He was also cut off by his left arm with a Mongolian soldier.
Such a serious injury, he actually did not go down to rest.
"Why are you still in town?"
Song regretted asking.
"Nothing"
Zheng Nantian grinned. There was bloodshot in the gap between his white teeth: "I can't get back with this arm. I have nothing to do but I have a lot of strength and can kill a few Mongolian sister-in-law. I know I can't count it. What, the city walls are built up one by one. What if the difference is my city brick? "
Song regretted the pain in his heart, and it was the people who kept his faith all the time.
"That should go down and treat the wound first!"
He shouted.
"Go down, but I'm back again."
Zheng Nantian smiled weakly. He pulled out a pipe from his pocket, plugged it with blood, and ignited it. After taking a sip, the tobacco burned very hard, and the blood color gradually disappeared.
"Master, don't be discouraged. I don't speak very well and haven't read any books, but I know that as long as I persist, there will be no miracles. When I was young, I was weak and sick, and everyone said I couldn't live. I ’m five or six years old, but my father and mother do n’t give up. They took me to the doctor, and then accompanied me to exercise my bones in the morning, so I insisted. When I was seventeen or eighteen, I was stronger than others.

"Now I not only live well, I have a mother-in-law and a baby."
He looked to Song and regretted: "Isn't this a miracle?"
Outside the city, I remembered the horn sound peculiar to Meng Yuan people. Zheng Nantian took a bitter cigarette and struggled to stand up. He randomly picked up a knife from the ground. The figure standing on the edge of the city wall with a smoking pipe was as towering as a mountain. Song regretted looking at him, and suddenly felt that strength was back in his body.
"Actually, I'm also afraid sometimes, think about the city that will break sooner or later.
Zheng Nantian watched the Meng Yuan wolf ride over the black city, like he said to himself: "Later, I want to understand. This is so hard to die, but to make mother-in-law children live a few more days. Let us carry another day, they Just live another day. One day is also a good day ... this is what the man should do! The mother-in-law is still young and beautiful, and the child learns to walk ... I can at least be worthy of them. Now the court is over and the people regard it as the emperor No. But they see me as heaven, and I can't let them down. "
He looked back to Song Zigui: "I heard someone say a few days ago, I forgot, meaning that even if you die, you have to look like a dead person. You can't let outsiders look flat, as long as you do what you need to do It ’s okay to die. It ’s called death.

"Deadly."
Song regretted his solemn answer.
"Ok"
Zheng Nantian nodded: "That's it."
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Gangbuk-do
Lingmenguan
Yan Zeng's eyes were red.
The defenders on the wall said that they were not willing to surrender, and he persuaded several times that it was useless. Later, someone escaped from the gate of Lingmen and told him that the generals in the city did not know who to contact, and were waiting for the Mongolian army. I heard that the person gave Xuguanguan a first-ranking title and thirty thousand gold.
Yan Zengqi almost vomited blood. Can he sell his ancestors for this purpose?
The people who escaped came down from the wall in a gondola during the night. A total of a dozen people were found. Only he was alive. The rope was cut by half when the godown was down, and he broke. Leg up. Speaking of those in the city, he gritted his teeth.
"Those people are crazy, they are all good people, why are they crazy? All those who don't agree with them have been killed, and they want to make dogs for the Mongolian people!"
This made Yan Zeng's heart burn.
"fire!"
Andrew's shout rang ahead, and the artillery battalion's soldiers lit the fuse. A sound of artillery blasted out, and a group of fires immediately appeared on the city gate of Lingmen Gate. Under such an offensive, the soldiers guarding the city seemed to be frightened, and they huddled inside and dared not show their heads.
But as soon as the artillery stopped, the men began to fight back. Perhaps it was because they knew that the matter had been revealed, and opening the gates themselves was a dead end, so they were extremely fierce.
"If I can't take down the spiritual gate, I will be the first one to confess my death!"
Yan Zeng roared, and the horizontal knife was about to rush forward. His general pulled him from behind: "General, let's go up, these have forgotten what blood was flowing in their bones, let us go up and chop Broke them! "
A few rushed the tie soldiers up, but the mountain road was too narrow, and the team couldn't even spread. One team by one team rushed up and one team by one team was blocked and could not attack. The gates of Lingmenguan were blocked by the rebels with stone sandbags, and the shells could not be opened. Up to a dozen people can only pass side by side on the road, and there are cliffs on both sides.
"I-fuck-you-mom!"
Andrew was also angry and scolded lamely, his tone so strange.
"boom!"
He shouted loudly at the Lingmenguan: "Even if the shells are used up, the wall must be smashed to me. I don't believe it. We can't get a small Lingmenguan with artillery!"
The artillery was constantly swallowing fire snakes, and the shells exploded one after another on the wall.
Until dark, the city wall finally collapsed. Many rebel soldiers hiding behind the wall pile rolled down along with the collapsed stone. Andrew saw hope and ordered all artillery to aim at the collapsed one. Full blown for another half an hour, the wall was finally opened a gap.
The outer wall of Lingmenguan is a hard city brick, filled with soil. Although it is rammed and strong, but the strong outside is all broken, the soil inside begins to fall off in large chunks.
After Yan Zeng saw it, he took off his cloak, and regardless of the obstruction of the soldiers, he carried the team and rushed forward. When the moon was about to reach the highest point, he finally led the horse and climbed up. The next is a more brutal and fierce white-bladed battle, where people on the not-wide wall are piled up to fight.
Before dawn, the soldiers finally stormed into Lingmenguan and started sweeping. The wall fell, and the rebels began to flee from the other side of the city. The black flag soldiers who sent fiercely began to chase forward, chasing out for more than 30 miles, killing all the rebels. The betrayed betrayal will be captured alive, and it will be understood immediately after interrogation that this guy was a disciple of Yueyingtang and was just dispatched to guard the gate.
"Fortunately, the Meng Yuan people have not yet come, but according to the days, the Meng Yuan people should have arrived."
Chen Zhenyu, a hundred families of Xiaoqi School, did not understand.
"Someone across the river must have blocked the Mengyuan people, and it has been blocking many days!"
Yan Zeng responded immediately: "Chen Baihu, please take someone from Xiaoxiao Riding School to check it out. If someone really leads the soldiers and fights against Yuanyuan Mengzi, we can't help it!"
"give it to me!"
Chen Zhenyu clenched his fists: "If someone is blocking the Yuan people, please send your troops immediately. If you can't keep it in Hexi, you must pick them up as soon as possible."
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Song regretted holding Zheng Nantian's incomplete body, his eyes hurt so much but no tears came out. Since these days, his tears have dried up. Meng Yuan created a stone thrower. A huge stone pressed Zheng Nantian underneath. After people tried to move the stone away, half of his body was rotten.
"Master ... believe me ..."
Zheng Nantian is still laughing ~ EbookFREE.me ~ With a smile, there is blood pouring out of his mouth: "There will be ... there will be miracles."
"I believe you!"
Song regretted clenching Zheng Nantian's hand, hoping that he would not become cold. But death still came, and was pulling Zheng Nantian's soul from his incomplete body a little bit. Even if Song Ziji re-tightens his grip tightly, it seems he can't stop this from happening.
"I used to make a outside the back door of your house ..."
Zheng Nantian couldn't bear the pain, and frowned.
"sorry……"
He says.
His arm fell down, and he slammed on his rotten half of his body, splashing a blood star and splashing Song Zigui's face. The slightly hot blood pierced Song Zigui's heart like a needle, so painful.
"There will be miracles!"
Song regretted standing up and clenched his fists.