"Yes, I won't open it even if I yell!" Xiao Dou held back an evil fire and looked at Yin Bei, "Brother Bei, go talk to the general and let's attack the city gate!"
Before Yin Bei could speak, Chang Long shook his head: "No."
Nomad Qing was furious: "What can't be done? I think it can be done! What a situation we have here! A doctor has to take care of hundreds of wounded soldiers, and there is simply not enough medicine for the wounds! There are not enough coffins either!"
"I want to go into the city," Zhong Tao's voice was hoarse. "I want to bring Weng Weng's coffin into the city. If they don't open it, I won't leave."
Mo Lingfeng lay on the bed and listened. Several thoughts passed through his mind and he called out "Yin Nan."
Her voice was soft and thin, but Yin Nan heard it.
"Girl, wake up." Yin Nan kicked everyone out and pushed the door in with a medicine bowl: "Girl, drink the medicine."
Putting down the medicine bowl, she helped Mo Lingfeng sit up: "You have a fever!"
"Um."
Mo Lingfeng took the medicine bowl with trembling hands and drank it in one gulp. His throat felt much better before he said, "Send the order, the rear camp will carry out the seriously injured soldiers. Zhong Tao will take General Zhong's coffin and follow me back to the city. The rest will stay in the fort." .”
"yes."
"There are also soldiers who have been put into coffins, take them out together."
"yes."
Yin Nan went out to deliver the order, and soon there was a lot of movement in the fort. Mo Lingfeng waited for Yin Nan to come back, put on a moon-white gauze shirt, and walked out without any armor.
Yin Bei laid hay and soft cushions on the Taiping Car, but Mo Lingfeng didn't even look at it, and supported Yin Nan's hand to get on the horse.
As soon as she moved, her wound immediately opened, and blood flowed out from the white muslin, soaking into the moon-white clothes, making it dazzling and terrifying.
Yin Bei said anxiously: "Girl, your injury!"
Mo Lingfeng gritted his teeth and said, "As long as Li Yitie is in the city, he won't die."
She turned to look at Zhong Tao: "You hold the coffin, and behind me, hold the flag of the Suppressing Army."
Zhong Tao's eyes were red, his clothes were not changed, and they were covered with blood. He shouted angrily: "The city gate is closed!"
Mo Lingfeng said expressionlessly: "Break the door."
Zhong Tao replied loudly with a cry: "Yes!"
None of the soldiers behind him was clean, and the seriously injured soldiers were lying on stretchers, looking even more miserable and moaning constantly - the weather was hot, the fort was short of manpower, and the wounds were rotting rapidly, attracting flies, buzzing around the wounds. "Continuously.
The Baozhai suspension bridge has not yet been retracted. Under the suspension bridge, the Shuo River is rushing, sparkling under the sunlight, and shining with a dazzling light.
The team returning to the city was silent, with only the sound of horse hooves and heavy footsteps. The flags of the Zhenrong Army rolled and unfurled in the wind, constantly brushing against Zhong Jiaqing's coffin.
The era of suppressing the Rong army has completely become a thing of the past, and the Mo family army is about to occupy Kuanzhou openly and openly.
On top of the Kuanzhou City Tower, the garrison was closely watching the movements of the racecourse.
Before Mao hour arrived, they had already discovered that the fighting had stopped, but they did not know whether they would win or lose. When Yin Bei and Xiao Dou came, they were afraid of being deceived and did not dare to open the city gate. Until then, they saw a group of people approaching from a distance. , and when he looked carefully, he saw the gold necklace around Mo Lingfeng's neck shining brightly, the war flags behind her, the coffin heavy, and the stretchers in a long row with no end in sight.
Even if they have never met Mo Lingfeng, they still know that the female general has a gold collar that never leaves her body.
"It's General Mo!"
"Look at the military flag! It's our military flag! We win!"
"Really won!"
"Open the city gate quickly!"
"Go inform Tan Zhizhou!"
The closed triple door opened with a roar amid cheers, welcoming the soldiers into the city. The soldiers who reported the news passed the news along the way. The silent Kuanzhou City suddenly boiled. People poured from their houses to the streets and ran to the city gate to celebrate each other.
However, this joy disappeared after Mo Lingfeng led the soldiers into the city gate.
Mo Lingfeng was already a bloody man, and the coffin and wounded soldiers behind her were all silently expressing the horror of this war.
There were no reinforcements from the imperial court, and the fortress was built with a human wall.
Blocked the enemy's attack.
The Zhong family members squeezed out from the crowd and looked at the Zhong Tao and the coffin. The eyes of the elderly Mrs. Zhong went dark, her legs became weak, and she knelt down on the ground: "Jia, Jia Qing?"
Zhong Tao looked at his grandmother, then at his mother-in-law. The corners of his mouth twitched and his eyes blinked wildly, trying to hold back his tears. However, the next moment, he could not suppress the pain in his heart and cried out: "Weng Weng" died……"
Old Mrs. Zhong was sitting crookedly on the ground, unable to get up no matter how much the juniors helped her. She looked at Zhong Tao with tears in her eyes and asked tremblingly: "Dead?"
Zhong Tao burst into tears and spoke incoherently: "They are all dead...many people have died...the coffin is not enough...can't hold it..."
Mrs. Zhong struggled to get up, threw herself in front of the coffin, pressed the coffin with one hand, and pressed her heart with the other hand: "Open! Open it and let me see...it's not him...he has always been lucky..."
She was so distraught that she was shaking so hard that she couldn't breathe. She tightly grasped the skirt of her clothes with one hand, and her tears silently flowed down and fell on the coffin.
Zhong Tao wiped away his tears and stepped forward to support her: "Mother-in-law..."
Mrs. Cheng suddenly hammered her heart hard, as if she wanted to hammer out the wet cotton that was blocking her heart. However, it didn't work. She held her breath, closed her eyes, and fainted on the ground.
The cries were like a wave, one wave after another. The Zhong family took away the Zhong Tao and the coffin. The people's grief spread from Zhong Jiaqing to the seriously injured soldiers and then to the thin black coffin.
Whose children, whose parents, and whose family members are inside?
On this day and night when the city gates were closed, the fortress had been plowed with mud, and everything was gone. It was the worst situation among the ten realms. How frightened they must be.
The indifference of the state pushed 50,000 living people into hell. A wave of injustice and anger quietly ignited in the hearts of the people. However, they dared not speak out in front of the state officials, garrison, and government officials who rushed over.
Tan Xuan had been an official for several years and knew best what to do when. The most important thing to do at this time was to arrange for the wounded soldiers and those killed in the war. At the same time, he summoned the wealthy businessmen of Kuanzhou to collect wound medicine and coffins.
While he was giving instructions, he watched as several female members of the Cheng family gathered around Mo Lingfeng and returned home.
The blood stain on Mo Lingfeng's back was like a dark red giant eye, staring at him indifferently.
He couldn't help but shudder, and at the same time he thought that Mo Lingfeng's compassion for the soldiers and his grief and anger for the country might not be true.
She is not a kind person, she is even indifferent and shameless. She doesn't care at all whether the fortress can be defended, and she is not moved at all by the suffering of the people. Everything she does is to pave the way for the future of the Mo family, but she just happens to do the right thing on this road. thing.
Even returning to the city at this time was within her plan.
She couldn't directly question the emperor's selfish motives for abandoning the fortress, so she used the people of the world to speak, ask, and vent.
And she became famous in one battle and was known all over the world, and she had no complaints against the emperor. Could the emperor still use Mo Jiajun's little wooden sign to punish her?
He underestimated her, and it seemed like it was all her plan from beginning to end.
A plan to make Mo Jiajun appear openly in front of the world, a huge gamble with his own life as the bet.
And his Tan Xuan was just the first pawn in his plan.
