Evil disciple, let go of the back of your teacher's neck!

The dangerous building is hundreds of feet high, and the fire was first burned from the Wengcheng.

The warning signals of the enemy's attack rose from all directions one after another, reflecting the artillery fire on the sea, and together they brightened the night of Qin'an County, which was like splashed ink.

The swing stands on the city gate, with its back leaning against the flames soaring into the sky, listening to the messengers who have discarded their helmets and armor, squatting at the base of the pile of walls.

"The centurion led by County Magistrate Yang was intercepted on Changping Road before they reached the nearby military base. The leader was a thousand households surnamed Xie from the southeast guard. He found half of the city defense map from the county magistrate, and he believed that he had Suspected of collaborating with the enemy."

City defense map?Collaboration?

Qiu Qianqing looked back in a daze, as if she didn't understand what he meant.The defenders of the county town were trapped for seven days and ran out of food and grass. Didn't Yang Dayong go out of the city to ask for help? How could he carry a map of the city defense with him and be accused of collaborating with the enemy for no reason?

"Where is County Magistrate Yang now?"

With the rumbling of the battering ram, the voice of the little soldier became almost inaudible, and Swing Qin could barely hear a few broken words: "On the spot, kill."

The smell of blood mixed with the fishy smell of the sea gradually diffused over the county town.The cold wind was mixed with the sound of flying arrows, and the veteran approached him with quick eyes and quick hands, and he pulled the swing across the swing, but he was pierced by the arrow.

A quarter of an hour ago he was still convulsing, and in a blink of an eye he became one of the dead bodies everywhere.A large stream of blood snaked and flowed, staining a corner of the civil servant's court uniform on the swing.

The messenger lay on the ground and wailed, "My lord, surrender quickly! The Japanese are already approaching the city, and we have no chance of winning!"

The swing was stimulated by the blood, and the pupils constricted.But after a while, he leaned over and picked up the old soldier's white blade. He was not skilled in holding the blade, but his tone was firm: "Whoever dares to raise a flag on the city and lower the flag on the battlefield, I will be the first to chop him off!" Your weapon, follow me out of the city to kill the enemy!"

"It's too late, my lord."

Swing was slightly stunned, the little soldier stepped forward and slapped his chest, Swing was pushed backward by the sudden force, instinctively reached forward, but only grabbed a few strands of thread.

He fell from the tower, and the wide sleeves of his robe bulged like bird wings, but he couldn't change the ending of his life.

"Sir—" a cry broke out from the city below.

Swing had no time to find the source of the sound, and in a blink of an eye he fell to the ground, his bones shattered.

"Yan Shi" records that in the spring of 47th year of Qingyuan, Japanese riots broke out in the four counties of Minzhou.On the third day of March in the new calendar, Qin'an County is filled with fire and light in the east.

The first prince and grand master swung for a while, and were demoted to be the commander of the Taicang guard. Afterwards, he fought with the bandits for three days, and he couldn't get out of the strong wall.As the city was about to break down, the Qiu family was afraid of death and did not dare to fight, so they ordered Yang Dayong, the county magistrate, to go out of the city to surrender to the bandits with a defense map and some cronies.Fortunately, one of his subordinates reported it, and the traitor Yang Dayong was beheaded on the way. After hearing the news, the Qiu family jumped the tower and died in fear of crime.

There is a poem that says, "The floating clouds in the night cover your eyes, and the vast sea has been silent since then.

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