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The sky was very gloomy, and the north wind whistled across the city of Bazhou. The handsome flag with the word "Tang" on the city wall was roaring. The city wall was blown down by artillery, but the handsome flag still stood.
The gap in the city wall collapsed only two feet wide. Soldiers from both the Beijing camp and the rebel army blocked the two-foot-wide gap at the same time. One side attacked desperately, while the other defended desperately. Along with countless screams, the bodies in the middle of the gap were piling up. The thick blood on the ground was trampled by countless people, and it was impossible to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy. The rebels were fighting for their own lives, and the Beijing camp was fighting for their own military glory.
Tang Zihe stood in a daze under the commanding banner at the top of the city. Her soul seemed to have left her body. Looking at the soldiers killing each other desperately under the city, and looking at the gun muzzles still emitting gunpowder smoke in the distance, she felt as if she was dead at this moment.
Whether success or failure is in vain, it turns out that he has been able to defeat Bazhou in one fell swoop, but he has always kept a backup plan. Fighting for the world and constructing an imperial plan are actually just a big joke After all, it is a man's world, she is just It is just a pebble that disturbs a pool of spring water, leaving no trace after the ripples pass.
An old man carrying a sandbag hurried past her. The sandbag on his shoulder accidentally hit her, causing her to stumble slightly.
The old man couldn't help but turn around and saw Tang Zihe's soulless body, as if he was just a shell. With tears in his eyes, the old man threw down the sandbag and knelt down towards her.
"Marshal Tang, the city is about to be destroyed. We all know what will happen to everyone after the officers and soldiers enter the city. The lives of hundreds of thousands of people depend on you. The people in the city are begging you to cheer up, cheer up!"
After saying that, the old man stood up, picked up the sandbag, threw it towards the collapsed gap, and continued to move the sandbag without looking back.
The muddy old tears fell at Tang Zihe's feet, and her heart twisted as if she had been hit by an arrow.
A sharp arrow shot from outside the city, as fast as a shooting star. This arrow was obviously fired by a sharpshooter from the Beijing camp. The bright arrow pointed directly at the door in front of Tang Zihe.
The guard behind him was shocked. He stepped forward and swung his sword with his backhand, but the arrow was knocked away.
The sharpshooter outside the city seemed determined not to give up. He pulled the string and fired another arrow, and the handsome flag fell down in response.
There was a sudden silence among the soldiers fighting fiercely on both sides of the city. A moment later, the soldiers in the Beijing camp burst into loud cheers.
"The hegemony has been broken, and the handsome flag has fallen! The handsome flag has fallen!"
The rebel officers and soldiers looked desperate, with a deathly gray look on their faces.
In this era of cold weapons, the flag is military spirit and faith!
Tang Zihe still stood blankly at the top of the city. The fallen handsome flag was only five steps away from her, but she could not move. She could not take these five steps. Her faith had taken the lead before the handsome flag fell. collapsed.
A rickety figure stumbled forward, slowly but firmly.
In the astonished eyes of the soldiers on both sides, he leaned over to pick up the handsome flag with the word "Tang" in it, and put it back on the top of Bazhou City, with the huge black flag fluttering in the wind. This person is none other than Su Lao from Qi in Bazhou, whose grandson was starved to death by the officials and imprisoned.
"The handsome flag has not fallen!" Mr. Qi burst into tears, his eyes full of pleading: "Rebel soldiers, the handsome flag has not fallen, and the people in the city are still there. Please drive the officers and soldiers out and give the young and old in the city a way to live!"
"Marshal Tang" Mr. Qi knelt down facing Tang Zihe, banging his head: "Marshal Tang! Cheer up! The flag has not fallen"
Before he finished speaking, a cold arrow shot out of the city and shot through Mr. Qi's neck. Mr. Qi's eyes widened, his old body twitched several times, and finally he fell to the ground softly, refusing to close his eyes.
Tang Zihe trembled all over, looking at Mr. Qi who still had angry eyes open in the pool of blood, Tang Zihe covered his face and cried loudly.
"Who is doing the evil? Qin Kan, is it you or me?" Tang Zihe lay on the arrow stack at the top of the city, roaring at the army outside the city, his desperate look like a ghost.
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The fierce battle is still going on, and fresh lives are passing away under the gaze of the generals on both sides.
Qin Kan stood in the distance, watching the people at the top of the city carrying sandbags to block the gap in the city wall regardless of life and death. At this moment, Qin Kan's heartache was just like that of Tang Zihe.
He always thought he was the savior, always thought he represented justice, but the people of Bazhou behaved as if they had slapped him hard.
Shouldn¡¯t the people¡¯s support be on his side? Why did these people resist him without fear of death? What did he do wrong?
"Who is doing the evil? Tang Zihe, is it you or me" Qin Kan raised his head and closed his eyes, muttering to himself in pain.
He realized that the pain he was feeling at this moment was certainly not much better than that of Liu Jin who had been tortured.
"Comecome." Qin Kan ordered in a trembling voice.
"The end"He screamed in pain: "They are common people! How can I give an order?"
Miao Kui, the supervisor of the army, shouted loudly: "Master Hou, when they picked up weapons, they are no longer common people, but rioters! The rioters deserve to be killed!"
All the generals and sergeants around Qin Kan knelt down.
"The rioters deserve to be killed! Please order the Marquis to destroy the city!"
"Please ask the Marquis to order the city to be destroyed!"
Qin Kan trembled all over, looking up to the sky and sighing in pain.
Seeing Qin Kan's silent expression, Miao Kui simply issued a military order on his behalf.
"Fire artillery! Attack the city!"
Boom boom boom!
Hundreds of Fran cannons roared loudly, and the gap that had just been blocked by sandbags and rolling logs was ruthlessly blasted open again.
A flood of soldiers from the Beijing camp rushed towards the gap.
Qin Kan staggered a few steps toward the city wall, staring blankly at the Bazhou city wall that was filled with smoke and devastation. He was silent for a long time, and suddenly said loudly: "I, Qin Kan, have been a man who has been worthy of heaven and earth in my life. Why don't you believe me?" ?Why don¡¯t you believe me?¡±
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