Under Loufan City, corpses accumulate like mountains and blood flows into rivers.

The words "Turning the people to fill the moats and building the city" are just written in a few cold words. But when you are really immersed in the scene, you will know the tragic point of such a war!

The air was filled with trembling sounds of bowstrings as dense as wasps flapping their wings, and the overwhelming arrows were scattered. When they entered the city's range, they were full of corpses, extending towards the city wall. The moat, which was neither wide nor deep, was filled with flesh and blood, and the injured were wailing and struggling. The earthen bags and corpses were mixed together, and the blood was covered, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a human or a soil.

Under the city wall, corpses are stacked like mountains, and the earth sacs and corpses are stacked up layer by layer, and there is already more than one person tall!

The city was crying and howling, but on the city, the soldiers and soldiers who were unable to shoot arrows and arrows were not the same tears?

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Several arrows flew past the ears on their heads, and the strong wind blew, causing Gao Ying's cheeks to hurt. A scream came from behind, and then a body fell heavily on Gao Ying's back, and then he felt the hot liquid splattering on his back. Without asking, it was the blood gushed out of the person behind him.

Gao Ying is from Yifang, Lanzhou, Hedong. He is a householder with a close family. He is a very good family. He is a third-class household when he is a citizen. He is 21 years old this year. He loves him, his wife is virtuous, and his child is lively and cute. In daily life, he always keeps his fingers from being touched by the spring water. I hope that he, who has been a little famous since childhood, can win the yellow armor all the way and sing a Jinshi outside Donghuamen.

Although Gao Ying was a little famous in the local area, he was still not qualified to fight with scholars from all Song Dynasty and even those in this field in the exam. The two years ago, he was so arrogant that he participated in the test, but failed.

However, I met many friends at the literary fair when I participated in the Interpretation Examination. It turned out that Gao Ying, who was just studying in the village, had a wider vision in his correspondence with these friends. Hedong's storm, and even the secrets of the Bianliang Dynasty, could hear it all, whether true or false.

But for scholars, he had the spirit of guiding the world. Xiao Yan sent his army to manage Hedong, stirring up storms in Bianliang, and ruining the achievements of the Song Dynasty for more than a hundred years. In the end, he even played with the two generations of kings to applaud. As one of the scholars and the future literati and official preparation army, how could Gao Ying not scold him?

While cursing traitors like Xiao Yan during the gatherings of the village and literary friends, he was nervously preparing to see if the new king would be able to make a dragon flying list as soon as possible. He hoped to win all the way. He became a Jinshi and became an official in the court from now on. He could fight with the traitors of Xiao Yan, and be the backbone of the scholars and officials, and restore the current chaotic court.

As for the troubles on the north side, isn’t it because Xiao Yan is the traitor who raises the bandits and takes over the world? The Liao Empire has collapsed and the Western thieves are dying. How could they threaten the Song Dynasty, which is now peaceful in the world?

But destruction suddenly fell from the sky.

The Jurchens broke through the border from the Gulan army, and Yinshu could go south, like a rushing lightning. The officials and soldiers of the Song Dynasty along the way were dispersed, and no one could delay the Jurchen Tartars slightly. When Gao Ying found something wrong, it was too late to escape!

In those days, it was like hell in Yifang County.

There were fires everywhere, smoke columns were rising everywhere, people's corpses were everywhere, and women who were plundered by the Hu people were crying in despair!

The life and gathering of more than a hundred years of peace, once the world is forgot to fight, once the ruling system has become corrupt. It only takes a short time to let the Hu clan, who is always rising and falling in the north, and the covetous Hu clan, come in and destroy it!

In East Asia, the Han civilization is too hardworking and too rich, and can always gather wealth that makes all the alien races covet. Once the elites of this era become decayed and forget to defend this civilization, they will often usher in another painful shame in the history of this civilization!

Gao Ying's family was crushed by a team of cuckoo bullets and killed and plundered behind closed doors. The pain was beyond words. In the end, only Gao Ying, who was already like a walking corpse, was alive!

What are the successes of the imperial examinations, what are the guidance of the country, what are the names in history, and the subtle words of the saints. They all disappeared under the butcher's knife of the alien race. They even seemed a little ridiculous. Everything in Gao Ying's heart was shattered. He just struggled to live subconsciously. As for what the purpose of living, what was the purpose of. He had long become like a wandering soul, he didn't know it.

As a young man, Gao Ying was lucky enough to save his life and was driven east by the Jurchen Tartars. A few days along the way, he earned his life under a whip and a butcher's knife every day. He only had some black cakes thrown into the crowd every day. Every time he fought for these things that had never eaten before, he would leave more than a dozen lives.

Advance eastward, the bodies were facing each other. These Jurchens and Tartars were escorted to kill people at any time. Those who were lucky enough to live every day felt that they were struggling in the hell where they could never see the end.

What am I still alive? What is the point of living like this? Why don’t these Jurchen Tartars kill themselves with one knife so that they can reunite with their family?

Every day, when Gao Ying was a little awake, he kept asking himself this question repeatedly. But there was always something that made this scholar and scholar who was useless except for study and exams gritted his teeth and continued to make his life.

Then he and the surviving people of Yu Tu fill in the sea of ​​corpses and blood under Loufan City today!

Before Gao Ying, there were already teams of people who were filled into the battlefield during the merciless massacre and expelled by the Jurchens. They fell down in rows of crying and howling in the rain of arrows. They used earth bags and their bodies to fill the trenches and trenches, and bloody earth mountains were piled up under the city.

Han'er's life is as lowly as an ant on this battlefield dominated by the Hu tribe.

Finally, it was Gao Ying's team's turn to fill the battlefield. The Jurchen Tartars didn't even do it themselves. They followed the team with a fierce blast, and slaughtered the people at the team without saying anything. The people standing in front finally reacted, screamed and rushed to the city with the earth!

I don’t know how many people cried: “We are the people of the Song Dynasty! Let us invest in three packages of soil!”

On the low city wall of Loufan in the smoke and dust, only rounds of arrows and rains flew out. On the Han people, countless blood splashed out. When they stumbled under the city wall, they were all soft bodies. When everyone fell down, they opened their eyes wide open and died with their eyes closed, as if they were waiting for something.

Everything around him turned into a blood-red color, and Gao Ying just gasped and struggled forward. The earth sac wrapped in a tattered long gown was pressing heavily on her shoulders as heavy as a mountain. Every time she breathed, she felt a scorching pain in her lungs.

Countless arrows flew past his head and around him, but they always let him go by by chance. Someone around Gao Ying kept screaming and falling down.

Why am I still alive? Why am I still not dead? What are I waiting for when I survive like this? What sentences are there in the subtle words and great meanings in the book of the Saint to deal with such hell?

Who can tear apart such blood color?

Someone behind him was shot heavily on Gao Ying. He fell to the ground, struggled to get up, and continued to stagger forward. He used his hands and feet to cross the trench, and finally saw the Loufan City Wall wrapped in smoke and blood!

Above the city wall, the figures of a soldier and a civilian bravery popped up at the entrance, and shot round after round of arrow rains from the crossbows and step bows in their hands.

But Gao Ying didn't hate them at all. Because on the faces of these people on the city, Gao Ying clearly saw tears that had already been covered with faces! Everyone gritted their teeth, and everyone's hatred eyes turned to the army formation of the Jurchens behind the people!

At this moment, Gao Ying only regretted that he had gone from the Kelan Army to Yifang, with so many military passes and so many cities, why was there no one, including himself, standing in front of the Jurchen Tatar army like the people in Loufan City, fighting with them to the end!

Suddenly, a clapper sounded, and the rain of arrows on the city suddenly stopped at this moment. The soldiers, soldiers and civilians all shouted at the top of their voices: "Let's open the city gate! Let's open the city gate!"

The people who rushed under the city wall were stunned at this time, standing still with a sack on their backs. And at this moment, the South Gate of Loufan had already opened heavily inward!

A cavalry came out first, wearing armor and spear, with blood-red tassels and ferocious iron faces. The armored soldier's horse's hooves splashed the soil soaked in blood. The horse's spear pointed forward and looked straight to the direction where the silver art in the distance was!

More horse hooves sounded like thunder, and as everyone was watching, more armored knights surged out of the city gate. They remained silent and did not say a word. Everyone held weapons in their hands, pointing firmly forward like armored soldiers!

In front of these soldiers, more people were being driven into battle by the Jurchen Tartars at the same time, and the Jurchen Tartars and Miscellaneous Hu arrays standing on both sides were already moving to both sides, giving way out. From here to where the Silver Skill is located is the time to be empty.

Amid the roar of horse hooves, a roar erupted above the city wall: "Kill the Tartars!"

Kill the Tartars? Kill the Tartars... Kill the Tartars!

Gao Ying, who was confused, seemed to wake up from this nightmare. He watched the soldiers raise their horse speed to the highest level from the beginning and rushed forward without hesitation!

There were only two or three hundred cavalrymen who rushed out of the city gate. In front of them, even though the Jurchen Tartars and Hu horses had a disintegration and chaos, there were more than a few thousand?

But the spears and horse lances that these armored soldiers thrust out always point forward!

What is the purpose of this life struggle to this day? It’s just revenge, it’s just revenge... As long as someone can lead us to revenge!

A sentence read in a book, lightning usually appears in your heart.

"The Legend of Gongyang. The Fourth Year of Duke Zhuang"

Can you still take revenge in your husband in nine generations?

Even if it is possible for a lifetime!

Gao Ying laughed bitterly, threw down the earth bag, reached out to touch the ground, picked up a stone from somewhere, cried loudly, and turned around and followed the galloping soldiers, stumbled towards the Tartar array! (To be continued...)

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