The loudspeaker in the dark night spread the shouts of killing throughout the entire city of Qingzhou.
But there were two completely different reactions in Qingzhou Mansion. The people secretly clapped their hands and praised him, wishing that the Liangshan army would enter the city now. Murong Yanda had been greedy in Qingzhou these years, and the people suffered greatly from it.
And all the officials had earth-colored faces. Liang Shanbo would never show mercy to corrupt officials like them, not to mention that there was Qin Ming outside the city. They helped Murong Yanda to exclude and frame Qin Ming. Now that Qin Ming has returned, he will never let him go. pass them.
The shouts of killing did not stop until dawn. The soldiers on the city who had not slept all night finally saw the situation below the city clearly. Except for the rolling stones and logs they threw down and the arrows they shot, there was nothing else below the city. Not a single corpse.
The soldiers looked at each other, wondering why this was happening. They had been fighting all night, and they should have killed some enemies no matter what.
"Haha, five hundred people scared a city into sleepless nights. No matter how you calculate it, it's not a loss!"
Sun Lei burst out laughing. Last night, Hua Rong led 500 people under the cover of shields to the outside of Qingzhou City, shouting with an iron trumpet to kill them all night long.
"Brother, aren't we going to attack the city today?"
Qin Ming was a little impatient. He had no chance to take action last night, and he could no longer sit still during the day.
"Fight, bring the crossbow and trebuchet, and hit me hard!"
Sun Lei said with a smile, if Qin Ming keeps holding this in for longer, there will probably be problems.
"Got the order!"
Qin Ming clasped his fists at Sun Lei and took Huang Xin out.
The crossbows and trebuchets were pushed to the bottom of Qingzhou City by Qin Ming. The defenders on the city just took a breath and immediately saw Qin Ming coming with weapons to kill, and their legs were shaking with fear.
"Kaicheng surrenders, I'm only looking for the corrupt officials!"
Qin Ming yelled at the soldiers on the city.
Many of the soldiers on the city were trained by Qin Ming. They were naturally afraid of Qin Ming. Now that Qin Ming roared like this, they all had different thoughts.
Qin Ming had a hot temper. In the past, when he was training soldiers, he would either hit or scold him. Every soldier under his command was "beaten" by Qin Ming, but everyone knew that it was due to Qin Ming's character. Qin Ming was not a bad person. The rewards and punishments are also clear. They have no grudges against Qin Ming. Even if the city is destroyed, Qin Ming will not make things difficult for them.
With this idea, the defenders were even more active in hiding. Many even ran down the city wall, hid at the base of the city wall, and gave up defending the city.
Qin Ming was furious when he saw that no one dared to show his head in the city. Why should he hit the empty city wall? Puff the air?
"Blow that gate tower for me! Blow it down for me!"
Qin Ming pointed at the towering city gate tower and shouted. The trebuchet turned and huge boulders were thrown towards the city gate tower.
Under the bombardment of boulders, the city gate tower was quickly riddled with holes. Soon the roof collapsed, leaving only some ruins.
After fighting all morning, Qin Ming was so angry that veins popped out on his head. What he wanted was not this kind of siege. What he wanted was for thousands of people to rush out of the city and fight with him.
"Meng Guan, let's take a rest first. These equipments need to rest too!"
Huang Xin pulled Qin Ming and said, "The trebuchet and crossbow have been attacking continuously all morning. The sliding shaft is already hot and smoking. Even if the soldiers can bear it, the equipment cannot stand it."
"Rest where you are!"
Although Qin Ming was unwilling to give in, he also knew that Huang Xin was right, so he could only order helplessly.
"Brother, Qin Ming is really impatient. He wanted to use force to force the enemy to fight, but he didn't consider that the enemy is now terrified. The more he attacks the enemy, the more afraid he becomes. How can he dare to leave the city?"
Xiao Jiasui smiled and shook his head.
"This one is a good vanguard, but it's a bit difficult for him to lead the army."
Sun Lei shook his head helplessly and said, many leaders in Liangshan have distinctive personalities. It is impossible for everyone to be handsome. People like Qin Ming and Li Kui can only be pioneers.
"It's already noon and it's time to eat!"
Sun Lei looked at the sun above his head. Although it was almost autumn, the sun was not as fierce as usual. After lunch, Sun Lei planned to let the soldiers take a rest. He would wait until the sun set in the west and cooled down before attacking a wave of cities. Then at night Again, after a few days of going back and forth like this, the success was broken.
Smoke curled up from the cooking pots, and the soldiers who stood guard on the city finally breathed a sigh of relief. The enemy was also a human being, and he also needed to eat and rest.
But when he thought of this, the defender's stomach growled. The enemy would be hungry and tired, and they would be tired and hungry. But when he looked back, the city was quiet. There was no hot food anywhere. The steamed buns were also served cold and hard.
Sun Lei was sitting under the pavilion waiting for the gang leader to cook. Suddenly, a group of soldiers appeared on the city of Qingzhou Fucheng. They held a big bamboo basket and lowered a soldier into the city.
"What do you mean? Are you here to surrender?"
Sun Lei looked at all this and touched his chin playfully.
Qin Ming, who was outside the city, saw someone leaving the city and rushed over on horseback brandishing his mace.
"Mr. Qin, spare your life! Spare your life!"
The soldier who left the city turned pale with fright, screamed in horror and squatted on the ground with his head in his hands.
"What are you calling for! I won't kill you!"
Qin Ming was made even more angry by the soldier's cry. Qin Ming, his majestic leader, did not kill unknown people. He was just a small soldier in front of him, so he didn't bother to kill him.
Qin Ming picked up the soldier and quickly rode towards the formation.
Qin Ming walked all the way to Sun Lei and threw the soldier to the ground. He knew very well that the soldier must have come to deliver a message.
"Your Majesty, please spare your life! Your Majesty, please spare your life!"
The soldier knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing.
"Okay, who sent you out?"
Sun Lei looked at the soldier and said, if nothing else, it was Murong Yanda who should have sent him to beg for mercy.
"Prefect Murong asked me to send a letter to the king!"
The soldier quickly took out a letter from his arms and handed it over with both hands.
Hao Siwen took the letter from the soldier, checked it before handing it to Sun Lei.
"Murong Yanda asks for mercy?"
Sun Lei shook the letter in his hand and did not rush to open it. Instead, he looked at the soldier and asked.
"Someone came to the magistrate's office today, and this letter seems to have been sent to the magistrate by that person."
The soldier spoke quickly.
"Um?"
Only then did Sun Lei realize that the letter was a bit too thick. A normal letter was just a few pieces of paper, but this letter seemed to contain another letter.
"Where is Murong Yanda? What are you doing?"
Sun Lei looked at the soldier and continued to ask.
"This... Magistrate Murong is packing up the belongings and packing them up for a ceremony!"
The soldier hesitated for a long time before speaking.
"As expected, are you planning to abandon the city and flee?"
Sun Lei opened the letter with a smile. As expected, he felt the same. There were two letters in the envelope, one was from Murong Yanda, and the other only had the words "Jushi Yi An".
"Jushi Yi'an!"
Sun Lei looked at those four words of elegance, elegance, gentleness and delicateness in surprise. As a modern person, poetry is definitely familiar, and among the poets and poets of the Tang and Song Dynasties, Yi An was definitely one of the best. one.
(End of chapter)
