Datang Almighty Dad

Chapter 565 Beacon Castle

On the top floor of the Daxian Lantern, there are two brothers Zhang Xiaojing and Xiao Gui, no one bothers them anymore.

Looking at each other in silence for a moment, Xiao Gui spoke first, "Nine years of Chang'an's bad handsome, how many thieves have you taken?"

Zhang Xiaojing kept looking at Xiao Gui, and said without moving: "There are 15 people under the name of Captain Su, and the remaining 300 people are all counted under the names of brothers from the Eighth Regiment. You have 35 people under your name."

Xiao Gui turned his head and pointed at the incomplete flag and said, "Do you miss him?"

How can you not want to?It was the flag of the Eighth Regiment, Zhang Xiaojing walked slowly, and was stretching the flag fluttering in the wind, he beat his chest twice with his right hand, and gave a military salute of the Eighth Regiment.This is also a ritual that must be performed at Lao Wen's house every day after returning to Chang'an.The soul of the Eighth Regiment is on this banner.

Once, nine people survived the Battle of the Eighth Regiment of Beacon Fortress. These nine people cut the flag into nine pieces, and each of them got a piece to carry with him. Later, they retired and went home, and each person had a corner of the flag. spiritual sustenance.

After a moment of silence, Zhang Xiaojing said in a deep voice, "Who hired you?"

"Still thinking about investigating the case?" Xiao Gui sneered.

"It's not to investigate the case, but to investigate you!" Zhang Xiaojing's words warmed Long Bo's heart, he understood, this sentence meant that I was here to help you, not to arrest people.

Zhang Xiaojing took two steps slowly, "It's been nine years, I need to know what you have become."

Xiao Gui's eyes were complicated, as if there were reminiscence, reluctance, anger, unwillingness, and even grievance. He stretched out his right hand, pointed at the broken flag and said, "The top piece belongs to Zhang Feng'er. Three years ago, it was held at Yongzhou University Prison, he was beaten to death!"

"The one next to it, Duan Junjun's, last year..."

Zhang Xiaojing said: "Last year, he was falsely accused of rebellion because he resisted the land tax, and he was beheaded and died in his hometown."

Nodding his head, Xiao Gui asked, "Do you still remember the piece in the middle? It's an old story."

Zhang Xiaojing lowered his head, he already understood that Xiao Gui is a person who is so arrogant and conceited, and he is a person who values ​​love and righteousness. The brothers of the Eighth Regiment will not end well when they return to their hometown to live a good life. Today, Xiao Gui brought Full of anger, out for revenge.

"The one below is mine. Today, not only me, but also the brothers who came with me, didn't plan to leave alive. But they are all willing, because they know why I came!" Xiao Gui's voice is low, but his tone is sonorous and powerful.

Zhang Xiaojing asked: "Have you been deceived by someone? Have you been tricked by someone?"

This problem is the biggest worry in his heart. It is not easy for the brothers of the Eighth Regiment to survive. Was crushed to death.After Xiao Gui retired from the army, he was originally a businessman, how did he become like this?
Xiao Gui said conceitedly: "No one can use my knife! I am different from you, I only listen to me."

"Your flag, I never want to see it! After a while, you get out of the secret passage under this lighthouse, I want you to live for all of us! Live and watch what we do today Because, you will know that I am right." Xiao Gui pulled Zhang Xiaojing's collar and straightened his messy clothes.

Zhang Xiaojing was moved in his heart, but the more he was like this, the more he would not retreat, the person in front of him was his brother, and he couldn't just watch him go to a dead end.

"Why did you kill the emperor?"

"Is it Captain Zhang who is asking me now, or Zhang Xiaojing?"

Zhang Xiaojing said with confused eyes: "The veterans of the eighth regiment are asking, I can't figure it out, the eighth regiment, we are guarding Chang'an, why should we destroy it?"

"because of you."

"Assassinate the emperor because of me? I don't understand."

At this time, a brother of the mayhem came up and reminded: "Mr. Long, don't believe him, he is deliberately delaying time."

Long Bo said loudly: "He is my brother, I can trust him!"

Well, no one will persuade you any more.

Xiao Gui stared at Zhang Xiaojing and asked, "I can trust you, right?"

Zhang Xiaojing just looked at Xiao Gui and didn't speak.

"Do you still remember Beacon Castle?" Xiao Gui reminded.

Beacon Fort!How could I forget?I will never forget it in my life, no, it should be said that it is as if it was yesterday, and it is vivid in my mind.

Zhang Xiaojing leaned back against the flagpole, untied the Physalis jug from his waist, and took a big gulp, and his thoughts returned to ten years ago.

The Battle of Beacon Fort was the battle that Right Prime Minister Lin Jiulang talked about with Ji Wen before. In that year, Right Prime Minister Lin Jiulang had just led the Minister of the Ministry of War. Back then, Gai Jiayun was the leader of the Anxi Dufu. Reinforcement, so that No.30 Trizhe Chongfu Eighth Regiment—210 alone was damaged!Only nine survived.

But Lin Jiulang himself said that there was no need to fight this battle.At that time, the saint was proud of being able to protect the safety of the Anxi capital, and Gai Jiayun kept reporting that all forces were safe and sound, but the truth was that bandits and bandits continued to harass him. If he rashly sent troops at this time, the lie would be broken ?

The implication of Lin Jiulang's words is that the responsibility lies entirely with Gai Jiayun's greed for meritorious service, for fear of losing his reputation, losing troops and generals, and involving everyone to help him take the blame.

In October of the 23rd year of the old calendar, Fengsui Fort:

"Ah, ah... my parents are harvesting food, I can't die in the first month, I can't... I can't die here..." The young recruit Liu Zongqi was stunned by the tragic battle before him. Running like crazy.

"Get down, get down...get down, Zongqi, don't seek death..." On the top of the city, the soldiers of the Eighth Regiment raised their shields to block the arrows, reminding, but it was of no avail.

Wen Wuji, a thin middle-aged man, rushed out, threw Liu Zongqi to the ground, and pulled him to the base of the wall. He held a shield above his head to protect the two of them, held Liu Zongqi down and said, "Get down, the enemy is almost out of arrows. We can all go home, and I will take you to Chang'an to see the lights later!"

Liu Zongqi pushed Wen Wuji away like a madman, roaring loudly: "You said that 20 days ago, and you said that when they died..."

Complaining loudly, Liu Zongqi stood up and walked towards the stairs. Unfortunately, thousands of enemy arrows rained down on the city, whoosh!A sharp arrow hit.

Unbiased, he shot into Liu Zongqi's armpit from the side of Yijia, with a plop, the crazy Liu Zongqi fell down.

"Zongqi, Zongqi, come on, give me a hand..." The two kind-hearted brothers immediately dragged him into the Tucheng Tower, but fortunately they missed the vital point, it was just trauma and pain. This arrow made the recruit sober. Shouting for pain doesn't disturb the defense anymore.

"Zongqi, it's okay, it's okay, just hold on!" Wen Wuji pulled out the arrow with his own hands, and someone next to him skillfully bandaged it immediately. The Eighth Regiment was all veterans of many battles, and they were well-trained in tacit cooperation.Of course, except for Liu Zongqi, he is a recruit.

Wen Wuji looked at the arrow in his hand, his face darkened, "Three-edged arrow?"

Zhang Xiaojing, the crossbowman next to him, also said solemnly: "This arrow is heavy, and they are getting closer to us."

This is a veteran who can accurately judge the enemy's situation below by relying on the quality of the opponent's weapon.

Of course Wen Wuji knew, but this was the time to hold on to the city, and his morale couldn't be lowered.

Throwing down the arrow, he bandaged Liu Zongqi with his own hands, "Is your name Liu Zongqi right? Zongqi, with such a big name, your parents are waiting for you to go back and do great things. You can do it!"

Zhang Xiaojing sent a water bag, then slipped to the bottom of the wall, called his good brother Zhang Laosan, and the other two brothers held up their shields, followed them closely, and the four of them came to the podium at the head of the city together, where the leader Su Xiaowei commanded. place.

(End of this chapter)