In the messy wounded barracks of Zuo'anmen Urn City, Emperor Wu Ding met the dying guard Lin Yu.
That day, in order to cover the retreat of his teammates into the city, Giant and Shen Lian worked together to lift the Qianjin Gate. As a result, Shen Lian was shot to death by random arrows, and Lin Yu was seriously injured. He only wanted to stay in the wounded barracks. Wu Youke and Lao Songtou came to see , reported that the injuries were too serious and there was no way to save him.
Liu Zhaosun Lingtai Hospital spared no effort in medicinal materials and manpower, and must save the lives of his men. Chiyoko Fujiwara fed Ganoderma lucidum soup every day. This dragged on for more than half a month, from Zhang Chun's rebellion to Li Xianzhong's attack on Beijing, and Lin Yu, who was as strong as a brown bear. He was already as skinny as a stick and less human-like.
In the early morning of February 18th, the sound of cracking masonry and rubble was heard from time to time on the Zuo'anmen city wall, and the urn city was gently shaking. Bamboo whistles rang out one after another in the streets, and the town guards were busy organizing civilians to pick stones. Fill in the soil and repair the city wall.
Knowing that Lin Yu didn't have much time left, Liu Zhaosun, who was fully armored, hurried from the Yongdingmen position to see the big man for the last time. When he walked into the barbican, the emperor's armor still had a few arrow feathers hanging on it, and the Yongdingmen position After two days of fierce fighting, Liu Zongmin is launching a new round of offensive.
Lin Yu's face was withered on the bed. Chiyoko held the decoction in his hand and poured it into his mouth. Then it overflowed from the corner of his mouth. The mixed-race woman quickly wiped it with a handkerchief to prevent the stain from staining his face.
Just as Yang Hao was about to say a few words of comfort to his son-in-law, Emperor Wu Ding waved him away and looked up at Chiyoko Fujiwara, who was crying beside her.
"How long has it been since he's eaten?"
Chiyoko was in a trance and didn't hear the emperor's words at all. Fujiwara Kyouji tugged on her sister's sleeve beside her, and Chiyoko let out a confused sound.
"How long has it been since he's eaten?"
Chiyoko looked up at the dark tent roof, as if coming back to reality from a dream.
"Three days."
Three days ago, thieves bombarded the city of Beijing. A rocket accidentally passed through Zuo'anmen, flew into Wengcheng, and ignited the tent where everyone was sitting. When the medical soldiers were transferring the wounded, Lin Yu's wound burst open again, and he never woke up. .
Liu Zhaosun's throat was crawling, and he wanted to say something to Chiyoko. The words had already reached his lips, but he swallowed them back. The surroundings were surprisingly quiet.
Zhang Dong suddenly broke into the tent. He didn't have time to look at Lin Yu and said hurriedly:
"The carts on the other side of the moat are as far as the eye can see. There are more than 100,000 refugees. They built the earthen wall higher than our city wall. Fran cannons were brought up to hit the city head. The refugee ants attacked the city. He Kegang died in the battle. Wang Erhu and the others can no longer hold on."
"knew."
Liu Zhaosun waved his hand, his eye circles were already reddish, and everyone looked at Emperor Wu Ding, waiting for the emperor's order.
Emperor Wu Ding's eyes fell on Lin Yu and said loudly to Zhang Dong:
"Yongding Gate cannot be lost. Tell Wang Erhu to send troops to destroy the wall of the bandits at all costs and prevent them from shooting from above. If you hold on for half an hour, you will die at Yongding Gate. When Lin Yu is sent away, I will go over and take command. "
Zhang Dong agreed, gritted his teeth, turned around and walked out. Before leaving, he looked back at the dying Lin.
While everyone was still talking, Chiyoko's low whimpering suddenly came to their ears, and the whimpering gradually turned into a cry.
Liu Zhaosun looked at Lin Yu for the last time, and a teardrop slipped from his cheek. He pressed the gilt helmet on his head, turned around and walked out of the tent.
Pei Dahu's eyes were red and the scars on his face were shaking. The head servant and several guards stepped forward to say goodbye to their dead teammates and followed Emperor Wu Ding onto the battlefield.
Seven years ago, he brought his 300-kaiyuan army to Beijing to face the Holy Spirit. At that time, he was still just a powerless young general. He met Ke Zhene outside Zuo'an Gate. Ke Zhen'e, a blind man, did not recognize Liu Zhaosun. He opened his mouth and said that Liu Shen would kill Tianlang, bring disaster to others, and be doomed to be alone for the rest of his life.
At that time, Kang Yingqian said that the blind fortune teller was telling nonsense just to extort money. Now it seems that the blind man is not telling nonsense.
From Saerhu to now, people around me have died one after another.
Death is like the wind, always accompanying me, and I am destined to be alone.
Liu Tianxing is dead, Liu Wei is dead, Deng Qilong is dead, Xiong Tingbi is dead, Mao Wenlong is dead, Zhang Yan is dead, Shen Lian is dead, He Kegang is dead, Deng Changxiong is dead, Wu Xiao is dead, and now, Lin Yu is also dead died.
Fujiwara Kyouji comforted his sister with a few words and hurriedly chased her out of the tent. The Edo half-breed quickly came to Emperor Wuding's side.
Pei Dahu stopped Ma Shiying's man and said with red eyes, "What's the matter?"
"Your Majesty, before Brother Lin falls into coma, I must tell you one thing clearly."
Liu Zhaosun stopped. At this time, earth-shaking cheers came from the direction of Yongding Gate in the south. It must be that the bandits had attacked the city.
Emperor Wu Ding began to wipe the Yan Ling knife that had killed countless people.
"What's the matter?"
Fujiwara Kyouji winked at Pei Dahu, who was standing next to the emperor. Pei Dahu took a step forward and whispered:
"Shiranui Monk is not dead."
" oh."
Emperor Wu Ding said indifferently, his left eyelid twitching slightly, and he looked towards the top of the city in the direction of Pei Dahu. He could vaguely see a large red flag erected on the city wall.
The Qi army's military flags were all black. At this time, a red flag appeared. Everyone knew what this meant.
"So, you didn't kill the demon monk who didn't know the volcano in Japan?"
At this moment, the life and death of the Japanese demon monk seemed unclear, but since the city had been captured, Emperor Wu Ding had more time.
"Your Majesty, I forgive you. I thought that the person killed by Brother Lin that day was Master Huiran's stand-in. It is said that he had many stand-ins."
Fujiwara Kyouji is half Japanese, and his words and deeds are orderly. Even if the bandits have broken through the city, he still explains to the emperor seriously.
Yes, how could a demon monk survive for four hundred years without a substitute?
"Your Majesty, it's all my fault. I didn't identify him properly. If the demon monk hadn't died, Lord Yuan would have been in danger."
Emperor Wu Ding did not blame the Edo half-breeds. Shen Lian was dead, Lin Yu died of illness, and Wu Xiao was trapped in Shaanxi and most likely died too. After witnessing too many deaths, death did not seem so terrible.
"Yuan Chonghuan has his own fate, so don't worry about him now. Let's go to Yongding Gate! Most of the north has been ravaged by bandits, and millions of people have been injured or killed. I will kill Liu Zongmin with my own hands today, and chop Li Xianzhong alive!"
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In March of the first year of Wuding, Handong, Nagasaki Prefecture.
In the Handong Governor's Mansion, the vestibule outside the 60-story hall and the long corridor leading to the forecourt were filled with staff, counselors, foremen, and soldiers. Yuan Chonghuan stopped in his tracks.
Crows spread rumors in the cold, bleak sky.
"Everyone, raise your heads, I will look at your faces."
Two to three hundred people raised their heads, their eyes full of fear.
"Master Prefect!"
Staff Zhao Shujiao spoke on behalf of everyone.
Yuan Chonghuan looked at the anxious and loyal subordinate in front of him.
"Commander Zhao, do you also want to persuade me?"
"It is Zhao's great fortune to serve the magistrate."
Zhao led the teacher to find it hard to control himself, with a light in his eyes.
Yuan Chonghuan raised his head and looked at the crowd, his thin body seemed to suddenly become taller.
"Everyone, don't worry. If there is anything wrong with the game between me and Master Huiran, from now on, Handong will be led by Commander Zhao to protect this territory for Da Qi!"
All the subordinates were reluctant to leave.
"We will bear in mind Magistrate Yuan's teachings."
And my head and body, Yuan Chonghuan thought, will rot in the soil.
Crows croaked on the roof, like an executioner urging the prisoners about to be executed.
Zhao led the teacher to open the door and let the chief officer rush to the last meeting.
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The door of the Sixty-Stack Hall was closed, and no one was allowed to come in before Zhao Shujiao announced that the game was over.
The corridor was silent.
This former Nagasaki residence was extremely luxurious, with the high screen windows half open, but the hall was dimly lit, like a giant beast's lair.
"His Majesty the Emperor's whale lantern should be implemented here,"
Yuan Chonghuan was still thinking about the new plan for Handong Province, and Master Huiran, who was sitting opposite, had already begun to study the chess game at the chessboard.
Seeing the magistrate coming in style, the eminent monk Shiranui turned around and bowed. The two monks standing next to him also showed modest smiles.
The next moment, he pulled out the short flint gun from the belt around his waist and beat the demon monk's head to pieces before he left the tatami...
Yuan Chonghuan tried hard to restrain the urge to kill. After living in Liaodong for many years, he was still a Lingnan native at heart, with the gene of fighting flowing in his body.
But he knew in his heart that the old monster with white hair and beard in front of him could not be killed by gunpowder. Can a sword kill him? Yuandu Du was not sure, at least even the most elite Chinese guards around Emperor Wu Ding could not kill him.
Last month, Master Huiran escaped safely from the encirclement and suppression of two hundred Kaiyuan soldiers. Then officials in Handongzhou County were assassinated, and the rumors about the demon monk became more and more outrageous.
Half a month ago, Hui Ran, who was extremely arrogant, sent an invitation to Magistrate Yuan, saying that the outcome would be decided in a game in Nagasaki and that Go would determine the level of success. If Yuan Chonghuan won, he would withdraw from Kyushu and never be involved in world affairs again.
The quiet air is like screens, isolating the outside world.
Yuan Chonghuan dropped a white piece, posing a threat to the black piece's outpost.
