In the middle of the night of the third day of the first month of February, the Shizhu Xuanfu Division, the middle hall of General Fubo's mansion.

The candles flickered in the dimly lit hall, and it was already midnight, and there were three or five people sitting in the middle hall, all dressed in military uniforms, and if you looked closely, you could see that there were faint traces of blood oozing from the bright armor.

Qin Liangyu sat firmly on the red sandalwood circle chair in the hall, the old man was dressed in a bright purple three-grade official robe, holding a dragon head cane, wearing a tailed treasure hairpin, although his hair was gray, it gave people a feeling that could not be ignored.

The old man looked really old, his face was wrinkled and furrowed, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes were fixed on the burning light, as if he was facing an important choice.

"Aunt, the thief army has been besieging the city for several days, and the city is about to run out of ammunition and food, let's ......" Qin Yimingdao, who was dressed in armor, had been fighting all day, he had just come down from the city wall, and his body was full of blood.

"The city wall guards in the southern city are insufficient, and my aunt needs to transfer manpower, otherwise it will be difficult to defeat the thief army tomorrow." Qin Gongming also said that the southern city he was responsible for defending was attacked by the thief army today, and more than half of the sergeants were killed and wounded.

Qin Zuoming, who started the attack, also wanted to speak, but seeing that the reports of several brothers had already made his aunt's brows tighten, he couldn't bear to add to the noise.

Moreover, with the current situation, there is no big difference between saying and not talking, the stone pillar is just a small place, and it is not easy to defend the 8,000 elite soldiers of the Great Western Army for four days.

Tomorrow? Where is tomorrow, there are only 2,000 soldiers left in the city, and almost all of them are wounded......

"Is this panicking? My Ma family has been blessed with the grace of God for 300 years, and it is the hereditary ambassador of this stone pillar, and it is our duty to defend the city for ten days, and there are tens of thousands of people in the stone pillar, and they are all proud of our Ma family.

Even if I, Qin Liangyu, am dead on the city wall, I will not let the thief army enter my stone pillar! ”

Qin Liangyu's voice was full of deep nostalgia for the stone pillar, she guarded the stone pillar on behalf of her husband for half her life, her brother died in battle, her son and daughter-in-law died in battle, and several nephews also died in battle.

Shizhu, this place where the blood of the Ma family and the Qin family has been drunk, Rao is like this, and the old body must also repay the favor with a powdered body, so as to see the husband and brother under the spring.

"But the court is unfair!" Qin Zuoming shouted angrily, his eyes widened.

"In which fierce battle, my Qin family and Ma family were not the pioneers, my father, my two uncles, and my cousin, which of them was not a great achievement!

My father was killed in battle with eighteen arrows in his body, and his arms were gone......" Qin Zuoming said with tears in his eyes.

The boy is not dusting off his tears, but he has not reached the sad place.

"But what did they get? The bullshit prison army took away their merits in just a few words, and even took away their fame with greed for merit, they fought for half their lives, only got the title of a general, and finally were ......"

"Presumptuous!" Qin Liangyu slapped his palm on the table and stopped his nephew Qin Zuoming's crying.

"Why does our Ma family stand on stone pillars and why are we admired by the people? Not because of the imperial court, nor because of their official position!

More than 1,000 years ago, in order to resist foreign humiliation, General Fubo broke the Qiang people in the west, conquered in the south, and fought in the east and west for a lifetime to earn this glory for you!

Your father died in the Battle of the Hunhe River, and now it has been more than 20 years, and he is also fighting against the Northern Barbarians, if he learns that there is an heir like you, won't it make him sad?

Now that the court is tired and too busy to take care of itself, what is the general righteousness and what is the subsection, don't you understand? ”

Qin Liangyu's words were deafening, and every word was heart-wrenching, and several of his sons and nephews who said it bluntly lowered their heads.

Although Qin Liangyu is well aware of the righteousness, he also has a slight complaint about the measures of the imperial court, with Zuo Liangyu supporting more than 200,000 troops in the west, and Zhang Xianzhong, a rebel in the east, causing trouble in Sichuan and Shu, but the imperial court is indifferent to this.

But none of this can be said to her children and nephews, her husband is gone, her brothers are also gone, and even if she suffers everything, she can only swallow it in her stomach.

It's been several years, has the imperial court really forgotten the stone pillars and Sichuan Shu?

"Nephews and nephews, your uncles and fathers are all bloodstained by the Ming Dynasty, they are heroes, even if the court is slightly unfair, but it is not a success or failure, and future generations will comment on it.

General Fubo has never been insulted by the people of the door, and neither will we!

Tomorrow, I will come to the city wall in person, for the Ma family, the Qin family, for our stone pillars, and for the Ming Dynasty, even if the arrows pierce the heart, there is no regret!

As a seven-foot man, how should you do it, do you need to talk a lot? ”

Although Qin Liangyu's tone became calm, several children and nephews had already heard her aunt's determination from it.

"What my aunt said made Gong Ming ashamed, tomorrow, Gong Ming should defend the dignity of the stone pillar with actions! Nancheng will be handed over to Gong Ming! It was useless to say more, Qin Gongming drank a whole glass of spirits in one gulp and smashed the wine glass.

Perhaps, after tomorrow, you will never be able to drink the spirits of Sichuan and Shu again!

"My aunt is over seventy years old, how can I kill the wall, this kind of fight on the city wall will be handed over to me and the other three, Zuo Ming will live up to my father's prestige, my aunt here in Dongcheng!"

Qin Zuoming clenched his teeth, his cheek muscles twitched slightly, he didn't drink, but those dead eyes were enough to prove his determination.

"Yiming should guard the northern city, my aunt can rest assured that the people are in the city, and Yiming will not hesitate to do this!" Qin Yiming has a calm personality and doesn't talk much.

The eastern, southern, and northern cities have all been guarded, and now only the west city remains, and the west city is on the verge of the mountains, and the pressure is the least in terms of geographical location.

"Grandma, although the grandson is a scholar, but he has the blood of General Fubo, if the stone pillar is lost, the grandson will definitely not survive, because the grandson wants to guard the West City!"

Ma Wannian was only twenty-one years old, but he was the only trace of General Han Fubo's bloodline, his father and brother were all dead on the battlefield, but he had been hiding in swaddling clothes to read and study literature.

useless is a scholar, Ma Wannian saw that several brothers had made up their minds to die, and finally couldn't help it.

"Grandson, they can go, but you can't, you are the only descendant of the Ma family, grandma can't let the Ma family break off!"

Qin Liangyu was very relieved to see that his grandson was the same, and finally couldn't hold back the tears in his eyes.

Seventy years old, she wept when her husband died in battle, and she also cried when her two brothers died in battle.

can see his grandson so resolute, I don't know where the heartstrings were touched, and I suddenly burst into tears.

"No, grandma, it is precisely because I am the only bloodline of the Ma family, and my grandson cannot insult the majesty of my ancestors, and the three uncles have all gone to the battlefield to make a last fight, how can my grandson sleep peacefully on the couch?"

Ma Wannian stood up, ripped off the square scarf on his head, and knelt down in front of his grandmother Qin Liangyu with an ordinary sound.

Qin Liangyu wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeve, and his face was still full of reluctance in silence.

Her grandson didn't like to dance with knives and sticks since he was a child, but he was extremely good at learning poetry and books, and it was also because of her intervention that Ma Wannian had no chance with the battlefield.

"Grandma, when I make my father angry, you always speak out to save your grandson from punishment.

Now that your grandchildren have grown up, it's time for your grandchildren to protect you, so grandma will let your grandchildren go! Seeing that his grandmother didn't say anything, Ma Wannian simply touched the ground with his head and kowtowed.

"Stop! Grandma has allowed you, Yiming and Gongming, and you two will take care of your young nephew tomorrow! Qin Liangyu got up and helped his grandson up, and said to Qin Gongming and the others.

"Auntie, don't worry!"

"In this case, the three nieces and nephews should go back and rest early!" Qin Liangyu waved his hand.

Qin Gongming and his grandson Ma Wannian all saluted and left, and the middle hall of Nuoda was suddenly empty, leaving only Qin Liangyu alone.

Husband, tomorrow should be the day when I will be loyal to my country, and if the stone pillar is lost, I will not be alone!

PS: Try to show what you want in your heart.,A few days ago, the Manchu Qing Dynasty didn't succeed.,Writing is not satisfied.,Criticized by book friends.,It's to use this chapter for three hours.,Although the pen is immature.,But Han Han thinks he uses his heart.,I hope book friends can like it.。