Soon, the Prefect's Mansion was in front of him. Except for Du Jin who was slightly injured, the charging Qingqi did not suffer many casualties. But one thing always surprised Duan Ye. Only then did he clearly see Song Hao wearing armor and commanding the people to come forward.
Damn it, where is he now?
At this moment, in the already somewhat empty street in front, a cavalry force of about a hundred people suddenly rushed out. The leading general was covered in blood, but he held out his spear and shouted: "Death to Thief Lu!"
That person was none other than Xie Batian, who was bringing the last cavalry from Jiuquan City to stop Lu Guang.
Lu Guang signaled, and Duan Ye rushed out on horseback. For a man of this caliber, he looked like he was a general, so of course Lu Jiexia would not bother to fight with him.
Duan Ye didn't mind at all. People who have killed people before should care about these issues. Now Duan Ye has been in battle for a long time. The people and horses have already had a tacit understanding. Duan Ye has absolute confidence in himself.
In this era, even if the generals are fighting against each other, it is impossible to be like the Warring States Period where both sides of the soldiers were spectators. In the future, they would fight back and forth, distinguishing between superiors and then cover up the kill. Today, it is too cold to fight day lilies like this. On the battlefield, only by surviving can
It's fundamental, and what's important is efficiency. Besides, if generals have been entangled for a long time, maybe one of the soldiers will give you a blow, wouldn't it be like capsizing the ship?
In the past, the reason why generals fought against soldiers was actually because in the classical era, the scale of wars was not large enough, and there were elements similar to competitions. However, nowadays, wars have long been clearly armed confrontations for profit, and naturally there is less of the remaining grace.
and elegance.
Xie Batian's eyes were split open at this time, and he was waving the spear in his hand like a windmill. He wanted to stab the pretty boy in front of him, who looked younger than himself, but Duan Ye had already climbed out of the pile of dead people several times.
Wow, how could Xie Batian take it so seriously? The long knife in his hand seemed to have eyes. He cleverly found an opening when Xie Batian was gathering his strength, slashed diagonally with the knife, and dodged before Xie Batian.
When he was dodging, his hand turned into a thorn, and the tip of the knife broke through the cowhide armor and penetrated into the flesh and bone!
"Uh~~~~~~~" Xie Batian muttered for a long time, and finally fell down. It turned out that at this moment, there was another feather arrow stuck in the side of his neck. Duan Ye turned around and looked,
Duan Ping was signaling to him.
It was not the time to fight bravely on the battlefield. Duan Ye took out his sword without hesitation and went after Lu Guang, who had already broken through the blockade. Xie Batian struggled on the ground for a few times, and finally tilted his head and went.
The underworld is with Xiao Nuozi.
There were only so many soldiers in Jiuquan City. Some were beaten to death, some were killed in battle, but there were only a few. The remaining ones were almost all in the prefect's mansion. It turned out that Song Hao had gathered the last soldiers and all of them were standing guard in the prefect's mansion.
He actually still had a chance to break out, and Xie Batian even gave him 20 of the best horses. However, since he beheaded Lu Guang's envoy and hung it on the city wall, Song Hao had already decided to live or die with Jiuquan.
Of course, Song Hao did not expect that this day would come so quickly.
But the cruelty of fate lies in holding on to the prefect's mansion. This is also an impossible task. Not to mention the limited space of the prefect's mansion. How can the defense line formed in a hurry with rice bags and walls stand the test? In addition, now that the Jiuquan portal is open, people are flocking to it.
The incoming infantry has gradually taken over the key areas of Jiuquan City along the streets, and even the rush vehicles prepared for the city gate have arrived here.
There are still many people outside the Taishou's Mansion who are resisting desperately. Most of them are skirmishers who have broken down from the city. They automatically gathered in the Taishou's Mansion. However, even the infantry of the Western Expeditionary Army have entered the city and are fighting with them. After a while,
Anyone with common sense knows that Jiuquan is out of business.
The archers who had entered the city fired several volleys, and the remaining Liangzhou Army archers on the wall and the bold soldiers who wanted to throw stones at people all fell. At this moment, Lu Guang and others had already arrived on horseback.
The prefect's mansion was surrounded by people. Hearing that Song Hao was still inside, he couldn't help but be overjoyed and said: "Break the door open for me!"
Dozens of people pushed the huge ram and began to rush towards the gate of the prefect's mansion. Although stones had been piled inside and supported by large logs, dozens of remaining soldiers were holding on tightly, but they were all on the spot.
Soldiers can't even stop the city gate if they charge with chariots, let alone this gate?
In the inner hall, Song Hao checked his armor one last time, and Wang was stuffing the last stack of paper into the brazier.
"Madam..." Song Hao wanted to rush out with the knife and die with the enemy, but when he saw his wife still sitting there quietly after burning the confidential documents, he couldn't help but hold her hand with tears in his eyes.
.
"Madam, Song Hao is incompetent and has not allowed you to live a good life for more than ten years. Now that the rebels have gained power and the city has been destroyed, Song Hao has no choice but to die for his country after receiving the country's favor..." Song Hao said.
, almost choked with tears.
"Husband!" Mrs. Wang gently wiped away Song Hao's tears, "I am from a humble background, and with the appearance of a willow tree, it is the glory of my life to be favored by my husband. My husband is an upright man. Even if he sacrifices his life for righteousness, he is a humble concubine.
I can only be proud of you! Go ahead and do what you want to do! Don’t worry about me. I have also read poems and books, and my husband taught me them personally. I will not embarrass my husband...
!”
At that time, once the war was defeated, the fate of women was generally very miserable. The best outcome was to be taken away, and the worst outcome was to be humiliated to death. Song Hao resisted to the death. Once the city was defeated, the outcome of the Wang family would certainly not be good.
, and Song Hao has decided to pledge his life to the country, and also said that he will never commit suicide, he will die by the enemy's knife, and he will have a few people to support him when he dies. So it is conceivable that what Wang means is to follow.
Song Hao said goodbye!
"Madam...Song Hao is so virtuous and capable. He is so good at getting a wife in this life! The fate of this life is over, but in the next life, the next life, and the next life, Song Hao will be husband and wife with you again!"
"Be husband and wife again!" Wang nodded firmly, her eyes filled with a burning love for Song Hao that was almost melting away.
This feeling can be transferred and will never change for thousands of years!
"Our child..." Song Hao hesitated slightly.
"Husband!" Wang said firmly: "The children are also the flesh and blood of the Song family. Instead of being humiliated, why not let them be loyal to the country! Even if the traitor succeeds for a while, he cannot succeed forever. In the history, who can remain
Just mentioning their names is enough."
"Okay! Okay!" Song Hao said loudly, "Madam, I'm going to take a step first and then kill a few thieves. Madam, take care of yourself!"
"Take care!" Ms. Wang watched her husband strode out. When he walked away, tears finally flowed down. But soon, Ms. Wang wiped away her tears, found her sword from the bedside, and took a deep breath.
She took a breath, endless sadness flashed in her eyes, and then she resolutely picked up the sword, walked out of the door, and headed towards her children's room.