With these words of righteousness and lightness, the blood of the soldiers below was boiling, and a heroic aura suddenly rose in their hearts.

Life and death, what is it?

They have been immersed in this self-emotion, the self-emotion of dying for the sake of righteousness. As to whether this righteousness is right, whether this death is necessary, whether this death can be triumphed...... That doesn't matter anymore.

Self-touching is a very subtle emotion, and this kind of self-moving often stems from incompetence, helplessness and powerlessness.

and an inner rebellion and struggle.

The Mo family said that the old rules were wrong and harmful to the people, and the people who were divided were silverfish.

These people don't want to be saddled with such a reputation, but they have a vague feeling as if it makes sense.

Some people choose to turn their backs on everything in the past and devote themselves to Sishang, while others choose to die for everything in the old era.

If everything in the old times was wrong, then what was the meaning of their existence, everything they had lived before, everything they had held onto?

The people standing here all know that going out is also sending them to death, and it is impossible to turn the tide of the battle, but at least, it seems that they have done something by rushing out.

Talking can comfort yourself and soothe your heart, and it seems better than doing nothing.

If you can't find a solution, death is the best way to move yourself.

The smell of wine wafting in front of him, many people feel that this may be the last time they will drink.

He who wore a leather cloth on his head took a bowl of wine.

And those who do not have a skin, and who think that they are scholars, but are not counted on a material basis, take out a rectangular red cloth, or a red cloth, and wrap it around the top of their heads.

Orthodox taxis need to shoot a deer themselves before reaching adulthood and ceremonies, and then use deer skin to make a fur hat.

Those who thought they were warriors but didn't actually have a fiefdom often wore red turbans instead, and the reason why they wore red bandanas was to prevent the hair tied up during the fight from spreading out and blocking the view, which was a taboo for samurai.

A man picked up a bowl of wine, walked to a basket full of copper coins, kicked it open, and the copper coins were scattered everywhere, and the man took a sip of wine angrily and said in a loud voice: "We are waiting for righteousness, not money." Die for righteousness and die as you deserve; Die for money, copper stinks, how can ten thousand dollars kill me? ”

"The Mo family is brutal and unkind, love is unreasonable, equality is not kingly, synonymous and virtuous, all the honest and aspiring people in the world are willing to destroy Mo, is it a pity?"

After drinking angrily, he slammed the porcelain bowl on the ground, and some people who were originally from farmers felt a pain in their flesh, thinking that this bowl was worth the money they paid for salt a year before they gave the land.

The noble naturally disdain to take the money, as if they had tarnished their own righteousness by taking it.

The lowly people bowed their heads and picked up the money on the ground, they did not know what justice and wrongness were, what they knew was that the imperial father Yue Ling had granted them land, that they no longer had to pay taxes, and that innate loyalty and bravery had subtly affected them.

They knew what they were serving as soldiers for, not for righteousness, but just for money, for the land granted to them by their imperial father, Yue Ling.

Money is a good thing, although it has to be exchanged for life, but this is a kind of progress after all: the nobles originally called them, except for giving them a little wine and meat during the New Year's sacrifice, where would they give them money as a reward?

The noble do not love money, because they themselves have money, and naturally they do not look down on money.

Warriors for righteousness or money were assembled at the gates of the city, more than three hundred men, armed with short swords and spears, for many of them did not know how to use swords at all.

The sword is not used by any random person, especially some apprentices, they will not use the sword if they are given it, and thirty years ago, if you have to match a sword without the status of a scholar, you will be punished.

The Imperial Father Yue Ling looked at these warriors, either voluntarily or forced, and understood that he was sending them to death.

exchange their lives for the sympathy of the envoys of various countries; With their courageous temperament of not sparing their lives, they won the appreciation of people in the future when the moral struggle was downplayed.

When the moral struggle dissipates, when only the king is defeated and defeated, the hero will only talk about bravery and spirit no matter what he is for.

The emperor's father, Yue Ling, thought to himself that this would be a tragic scene.

A group of people, facing the muzzle of the tyrannical Mo family, lined up in a neat line, one after the other, and kept moving forward.

One after another fell under the muzzle of the ink, and one after another of the hands and feet flew under the bombardment of iron bullets, but no one looked back, and they did not move forward.

How tragic it is, it will surely bring tears to the eyes of the envoys of various countries, record all this, and urge all countries to intervene.

That's what he thought.

However, the commander of the volunteer soldiers who had been prepared outside the city to cover the excavation of the sappers did not see it that way.

The commander of the first division looked at the slowly opening city gate from behind the deployed front-line wicker basket barracks, and couldn't help but scold: "What is the imperial father Yue Ling doing here?" ”

"No cover, no response, not even artillery disruption to let these people go out of the city and attack?"

"If this is in our army, the Supervision and Inspection Department must talk to him, and send him to the South China Sea to build a happy land as soon as possible."

The 1st Division, as the elite of Si, had already been reequipped with flint guns, and half of the first battalions or grenadiers in the entire Sishang were separated from the 1st Division.

More than 7,500 people were fully loaded, but now they could not sing the protagonists, and this time the protagonists of the siege were the sappers, artillerymen, and the grenadiers of the first battalion who were separated.

He had already harbored a fire in his heart, and his main division actually wanted to give hands to the sappers and artillery, be their subordinates, and exist to cover them.

Their task was to prevent the people in the city from counterattacking and destroying the trenches, and the people of the staff had already drawn up a perfect record.

After digging a second parallel trench two hundred and fifty paces from the wall, a section of their division advanced to a distance of about three hundred paces from the wall, which was within the range of the city's artillery fire, but not of the aiming fire.

Now the inner chamber processing technology of artillery in various countries is not qualified, otherwise the people of Sishang Machinery Institute will not worry about the cylinder, and now they can only make the kind of gas engine that can only be used for lifting water in coal mines and pulling cars, and the distance of 300 steps is already the limit that the copper cannons of various countries can aim at this time.

Sishang can be a little farther, which also accounts for the advantages of geometry and nine numbers, as well as some machining, but it is not much advantageous.

The chest of the defensive fortification, which is made of wicker baskets and earth, can block possible artillery fire and lead bullets and crossbows at the head of the city, and can also form a whole team in the rear.

Once the widening of the parallel trench two hundred and fifty paces away was completed in four steps, they could continue to advance a little.

On the front of the city gate, six companies of the 1st Division were stationed, and two companies of the first battalion were stationed in case the enemy stormed the trench and fought hand-to-hand in the trench.

The commander of the 1st Division could not understand the meaning of the city, and in his opinion, if any officer made such a decision in Sishang, he would definitely be talked to by the Supervision and Inspection Department, and the end would be to be sent to the South China Sea to build a happy land.

He had envisioned ways to counterattack in the city, including but not limited to attacking at night and at night, when it was easiest to relax between sieges, but he never thought of such a counterattack.

What he expected was to make a big mistake, that is, to use the organizational power of the righteous division of Sishang to anticipate the enemy's organizational strength, not all the so-called strong armies of the princes can attack at night, and not all the strong armies of the princes can maintain without retreating.

Through the telescope, the division commander could see more than 300 people lined up in an array, stepping forward.

The man in the front wore a fur hat and leather armor and a sword in his hand, and the one in the front carried a banner.

The people in the back were holding spears, and there were some drummers and musicians playing the sheng in the back, and there was a burst of singing outside the silent Dangshan City.

Jun Zhe Weishang, long hair and auspicious. Flood mangmang, Yu lay down the earthwork. The foreign power is Xinjiang, and the decline is long. There are generals, and the emperor is a businessman.

Xuan Wang Huan dialed, by a small country is reached, by a large country is reached. If you don't go over, you will see what happens. The soil is fierce. There are interceptions overseas.

The emperor's order is not violated, as for Tang Qi. The soup is not late, and the holy day is respected. Zhao is delayed, God is only, and the emperor's order is in Jiuwei.

By the small ball big ball, for the next country embellishment, what day of rest. No competition, no rigidity, no softness. Governing is excellent. Bailu is a ruin.

Subject to the small communist and large commune, for the next country. The dragon of He Tian, perfunctory its bravery. Don't shake, don't move, don't fight, Bailu is the total.

King Wu is full of piety. If the fire is fierce, then I dare to do it. The bud has three tillers, and Mo Sui Moda. Nine have interceptions, Wei Gu has both fell, Kunwu Xia Ji.

In the middle of the past, there was an earthquake and karma. Yun is also the son of heaven, and he is given to the secretary. Shiwei Aheng, the king of business.

The sound of singing became clearer and clearer with the sound of the drummer behind her.

This is an epic with the characteristics of Zhuxia, Zhuxia has an epic, merchants have merchants, Zhou people have Zhou Song, even Qi has Jiang Taigong's brave poems in the car.

This is an epic that belongs to the Yin Shang clan, recording the grandeur from the business contract to the soup.

Such an epic is accompanied by the repulsion that moves forward knowing that he will die, and has the temperament of the Mo family to go to the soup and die without turning his heels, and it seems to be extremely solemn.

However, the commander of the first division listened to it for a long time, but he couldn't help but laugh and scolded: "The emperor's father Yue Ling really thinks of himself as Yi Yin? Shang Song has several articles, but he will choose this one, which is interesting. ”

The representative of the division of the ink scholar smiled and said: "After all, he is just consulting the Grand Yin of the Political Yuan, but not the Duke of Song." In addition to comparing himself to Yiyin, he can only compare himself to Fu. ”

"However, Fu said that it was selected by 'God to dream' of Wu Ding, and his background was too low, which was in line with the principles of Shangxian, and he couldn't use it. Yi Yinma...... Ha, he wants to do it, this is comparing us to Xia Ji. ”

When he sings like this, it really shows that it is impossible to bridge the gap in the world. In the eyes of the aristocracy, we are Xia Wei; In the eyes of the common people, we are Tang Wu. It's funny that the same person, the same righteousness, but different opinions. ”