what to do? "
On the city defense battlefield, a military general asked a civilian official why he thought it was funny.
However, Feng Minghe, who knew that the two of them were now on the same boat, did not show any sign of ridicule. Instead, he frowned and asked Wang Zhizheng: "So, I want to ask you now, Mr. Wang, what can you do?" Can you shoot down or destroy the artillery deployed by the rebels outside the city gate?"
"Master Feng, there is no way." Wang Zhizheng replied helplessly.
"Master Wang, although I know this is difficult, you can't just say that there is nothing you can do without thinking about it." Seeing Wang Zhizheng rejecting him so simply, Feng Minghe's face was filled with displeasure and rude accusations road.
"Master Feng, it's not that I haven't thought about it, but it's just that I really have no choice. There is an old saying that a clever woman cannot make a meal without rice. This is the case for me now." Wang Zhizheng explained.
"How do you say that?" Feng Minghe became confused.
"Let me tell you this. At that distance, it is definitely useless to use bows and arrows on the city wall. You can only use artillery or trebuchets to counterattack." Wang Zhizheng said.
Hearing this, Feng Minghe stretched his head towards the crenel and took a look at the artillery outside the city. After roughly estimating the distance of the artillery, he nodded in approval of Wang Zhizheng's words. Then, he opened his mouth and said almost subconsciously: "In that case, then take out our artillery!"
Immediately, Feng Minghe, who seemed to realize that something was wrong, couldn't help but look at Wang Zhizheng, who was speechless at the side, and asked, "Don't we have artillery?"
"It's definitely not there. If there was, I would have taken it out long ago." Wang Zhizheng replied.
"You don't know how much city defense equipment there is in Xiangcheng. There is not even one artillery. If you have to say there are, there are indeed two systems, but those are all left over from the previous dynasty. They are usually used It hasn’t been maintained very well, and it has long been covered with rust.”
"And it's something from the Ming Dynasty. This thing is hundreds of years old. Even if the rust inside doesn't corrode the iron on the cannon body, I don't dare to use it. If I really want to use it, maybe the first cannon fired will be It will blow up the hall directly, and the most important thing is that no one knows how to use it, and no one dares to use it. Otherwise, the enemy army will not hit a single one, but it will destroy our own morale."
"Well, you're right to say that. Then don't we have a trebuchet?" Feng Minghe asked again, seemingly unwillingly.
"No, there has been peace in Xiangcheng for a long time, and there has been no war in decades. Who would do this? Furthermore, Xiangcheng is already poor, and things like trebuchets are still outdated. Even if it is to be made , the Ministry of War will not approve it." Wang Zhizheng replied.
"Besides, even if we do it now, it's already too late. Did you just see the people outside the city gate who came to persuade them to surrender?"
"Yeah." Feng Minghe nodded.
"The incense next to him is almost finished burning! According to what he said, as long as the incense burns out at one o'clock and we don't surrender, they will open artillery and attack the city. So, there is actually not much time left for us now. "Wang Zhizheng said with a sigh.
Hearing this, Feng Minghe stretched out his head again and narrowed his eyes to look.
Sure enough, outside the city gate, there was a lit incense stick stuck on the ground right in front of the person trying to persuade him to surrender. It looked like there was only one finger left in the incense stick. If nothing else, I believe it would only take one more cup. The fragrance will burn out in the time it takes to make tea.
"In that case, can we send troops out to destroy them?" Feng Minghe turned around and suggested to Wang Zhizheng.
"Master Feng, how much force do you think we need to send out to destroy those artillery pieces? Maybe the rebels outside the city are eager for us to go out and fight them. In this way, they don't even need to attack the city." Wang Zhizheng said. He smiled bitterly.
"This won't work, that won't work either. So what should we do?" Feng Minghe couldn't help but complained anxiously.
Yesterday, Wang Zhizheng promised himself that he could defend Xiangcheng with just a few hundred more people. Feng Minghe felt that he didn't have to put in so much effort. After all, he had offended all the big families in the city, and everything was in vain.
From hope to disappointment, from expectation to helplessness, Feng Minghe naturally felt resentment in his heart.
"What else can I do? I can only die for my country to repay the emperor's great kindness." At this time, Wang Zhizheng ignored Feng Minghe's complaints, took off the helmet on his head, faced north, and shook it With the money rattail on his head, he said with an upright look.
Although Wang Zhizheng pretended to be very decent, Feng Minghe could see the meaning flickering in his words.
"Hmph, you are such a big-ass official and have never seen the emperor's face. You are here to talk to me about the emperor's grace. Who are you just pretending to show to me? What else can I do to the little Jiujiu in your heart? Don't know?" Feng Minghe secretly despised Wang Zhizheng in his heart.
Everyone is afraid of death.
Especially people like Feng Minghe, who had worked hard for more than 20 years and endured several years to get an official position. You can enjoy these wonderful days, but you haven't finished enjoying them. How can you be willing to die?
No matter how righteous they always say about sacrificing one's life for one's country, when they really have to face death, they behave differently. It can be said that they are the ones who can give full play to their shameless quality of "I will send you to death, and I will take the blame".
As for the words about sacrificing one's life for the country in order to repay the emperor's favor, it is okay to deceive those stupid people who have become stupid from reading. To Feng Minghe and others, it is just a joke.
What does his empire have to do with you?
To repay the emperor's favor, even if the emperor's favor is grand, it is for their Manchu slaves, and it has nothing to do with you, Han ministers.
Furthermore, the Manchu emperor never thought that the Han people could be on an equal footing with them. In this case, why would you die for such a court?
Isn't that stupid?
"I didn't expect that Wang Shoubei would have such high moral integrity. He is really a role model for our generation. Unexpectedly, I have no choice but to sacrifice my life here to accompany you. Let us fight together, for the sake of the poor people in Xiangcheng, and with Xiangcheng We will live or die together." Feng Minghe also replied firmly.
"Okay, for the sake of the people of Xiangcheng, let us live and die with Xiangcheng!" Wang Zhizheng seemed to understand what Feng Minghe meant.
No matter what Feng Minghe and Wang Zhizheng guessed, time was always passing in the most equal way.
Fragrant, I finally finished it.
"The incense has been lit. If you don't surrender, you will have to fight with us, so just take care of yourself."
"No, don't fire, we are willing to surrender, we are willing to surrender."
The bandit suppressors who persuaded them to surrender made their final statement and were about to leave, when they heard two voices coming from the city wall.
At the same time, a white plain cloth was slowly raised on top of Xiangcheng's city wall.
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