Riverhouse.

Chen Weidao jumped to his feet: "The Han'er here, why is it so durable?" ”

Today, Chen Weidao, who is the Han army with a white flag armor and Lazhangjing, has already folded a cow under the wall of Hejian Mansion. This is tantamount to losing one-fifth of Chen Weidao's strength, and when he thinks of hundreds of more deaths and more than 100 seriously injured and death-bound subordinates, his heart is like a knife.

Looking at the expressions under his hands that were almost crying, Chen Weidao at this moment did not have the strength to scold. When the Eight Banners of the Han Army were formed, they were born inferior, and the Eight Banners of the Manchu Army were two people and one armor, but when it was the turn of the Eight Banners of the Han Army, it could only reach the level of five people wearing armor.

Chen Weidao's soldiers are slightly better, but they are also treated by fighting hard one by one. But right now, these subordinates who have brought Chen Weidao countless hard military exploits are folded on the Hejian Mansion.

Just looking at the corpses that were carried out, Chen Weidao felt heavy in his heart.

"The useless Nikan deserves to only be worthy of plowing the fields in the ground, how can he be worthy of being a brave and glorious Manchurian warrior!" On the side, seeing that another team of Eight Banners of the Han Army was dragged out, Sarna, the protector who led a team of Manchurian Jurchen soldiers under his hand, watched with disdain.

"Sarna!" Chen Weidao's eyes were red and he stared at this Sarna, according to the military rank, the escort Sarna, who only led a team of more than a dozen soldiers, was several steps away from him, but the name of the Manchu Jurchens allowed Sarna to suppress Chen Weidao and dare not look at it.

"If you're not convinced, you'll fight me!" Salna sneered, and sure enough, Chen Weidao had to bow his head.

At this moment, another wave of soldiers from the Eight Banners of the Han Army retreated.

But Sarna was excited.

The Qing army fought wars, but in some respects they were similar to Li Zicheng. It's all about driving cannon fodder to consume the enemy's backbone combat power. Then with an elite army, a strand of press. After exceeding the enemy's tolerance limit, the enemy army will collapse, and then slaughter.

Now. After the last group of Han troops retreated, several groups of Jurchen soldiers were already ready to attack, and the fastest team was already howling and quickly climbed to the top of the city.

Seeing this, Sarna immediately jumped up for joy: "Warriors, the time has come to reap Nikan's life!" ”

"Rush!"

……

At the head of the city, Senator Zhao Ting exhaled heavily, looking at the scene in front of him. Yan Yunshao, the prefect on the side, smiled miserably and said, "We ...... today." I'm afraid I won't be able to escape and die. ”

When Yan Yunshao heard this, his face turned pale, he pursed his lips, and looked at the Jurchen soldiers who were getting closer and closer to the city wall, and he was a little speechless.

But at this moment, Chen Sanyuan, the magistrate of the county, plucked up his courage and shouted: "Why should the senator say frustrating words!" If you want to die here, then you will die for the country, so what? ”

"Good...... Unexpectedly. It's Chen Zhixian, who is more open than I thought! Zhao Ting said, his eyes quietly more resolute.

At this moment, Yan Yunshao, who had not spoken, suddenly spoke: "We are like the news of Linqing City asking for help...... Is there a reply? ”

Yan Yunshao spoke. Zhao Ting's eyes lit up.

Linqing was originally just an ordinary bustling city. But now for them, it's a life-saver!

Because, the most elite soldiers in Zhu Cihong's hands are stationed there. Flying Bear Camp!

Thinking of Kaifeng, which was relieved by Zhu Cihong, Zhao Ting suddenly became excited: "Can the Flying Bear Camp go north to rescue?" ”

But Chen Sanyuan said coldly. If the heavenly spirit opens eight petals, the snow water is poured down: "Don't be delusional...... The news of the Jingshi and our heralds are in and out of the same way. Commander of Gyeonggi. That's our good first assistant Zhou Yanru! It's not His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who rescued Kaifeng at all! Linqing is the location of Shandong Province, how can it be ...... without permission Entering the Jingshi? ”

When everyone heard this, they looked at the Manchurian Jurchen soldiers who had been killed, and their hearts were like being in the nine deep abysses.

……

At the same time, the six art residences of the Jingshi.

"Words are sharp, not what I am good at. With this in mind, there is a sentence that can be clear. Zhu Cihong slowly got up, stood proudly, and looked at everyone.

Heng Mei coldly pointed at Qianfu, bowing his head and being willing to be a son of a cow. I, Zhu Cihong, refresh the household department, straighten out the tax and financial plans, lead the troops to fight the thieves, protect the compatriots, and relieve the people from hanging. There are so many things to do that sometimes, I forget about the ascension and forget about the performance. ”

Zhu Cihong looked at everyone with heavy eyes, and said loudly: "There is a way, crying children have milk to eat." But such a little woman's posture, I, Zhu Cihong, disdain to do it deliberately. What I, Zhu Cihong, have done, made meritorious deeds, and committed sins. After a thousand years, the history can be proven. Therefore, Brother Xu Wen asked Xiao Ke if his thoughts were for public or private thoughts. Then I have a word to tell you today: I, Zhu Cihong, have done something worthy of the ancestors and ancestors, and worthy of the common people. I have a heart and can withstand the test of history books. I did what I did, and I was worthy of the seven-foot god. ”

Xu Wenna was speechless and sat down. In my heart, I don't know when I feel more relaxed. After really getting in touch with Zhu Cihong and understanding what kind of person Zhu Cihong is, he quietly has less heart to argue at this moment.

At this moment, Zhu Cihong stood up, looked at the new gazes in front of him, and said softly: "Today." We stand here, standing on the sixteen states of Yanyun that were lost in the Northern Song Dynasty! Standing in Jingshi, this piece of land where the soldiers of Taizu fought bloodily and watered the dignity with blood. Behind me is the starting point of Taizu Chengzu's Northern Expedition. My two ancestors were recognized by the empire as the holy kings of my empire. At that time, the Ming Dynasty was recognized as a powerful empire that no one dared to despise in the world! ”

"But before my eyes, I saw a kingdom of weakness. A country that has been ravaged by the small country of Liaodong in the midst of humiliation and peace**. ”

"Since the First Battle of Salhu and now the Great War of Songjin, our proud empire has completely left us. Those Jiannu trampled on the glory of our ancestors in our homeland, slaughtered our remaining compatriots, and humiliated our remaining dignity. The dignity of the most civilized and prosperous empire in the world. ”

"I want to ask all of you today, is this the future of our Ming Dynasty? Is this the future that every PhD student here is looking forward to? ”

"It's not!" Qi Yuan gasped, but Zhu Cihong's calm words were like a fire in dry wood, burning his heart: "Absolutely not!" ”

Xu Wen also only held his hands, and his low voice was full of righteous indignation: "Never!" ”

Ni Yuanlu glanced at Li Banghua in the group, but his heart jumped, he saw Li Banghua with his eyes closed, rarely not keeping calm.

"Then please tell me!"

"Are you willing to follow the banner of resistance against the Tartars and be a warrior of freedom and dignity, or will you sue for peace in humiliation and be a slave ravaged by Jiannu?" (To be continued.) )