Back To The Beginning Of Ming To Do Charity

The day of the attack on Gaoyou was a rare good weather.

There is no wind, no clouds, and the sky is as blue as washing. Lin Yuan leads an army of tens of thousands of people. Zhu Yuanzhang, Chen Bosong and Li Congrong all follow him. Gaoyou has 1 permanent troops, but it is only called [-], among them there are many old, weak, sick and disabled. The military households have been military households for generations. After the father dies, the son continues, and the son dies and the grandson continues. In terms of combat strength, Lin Yuan's army is not their opponent.

But so many years have passed.

The brave and skilled Mongolian warriors gradually lost their former glory.

Moreover, most of the people in the army are Han Chinese, and the Han people were the bottom of the social structure of the Yuan Dynasty. Even in the army, those who can stand out are the phoenix-haired water chestnuts.

Some of them joined the army for their livelihood, and some were forced into it.

Originally, people's hearts were unstable.

Weapons and equipment may not have been updated for many years.

Once they start to worry about whether they can win this battle, they have already lost five points.

The people on Lin Yuan's side worship Lin Yuan blindly. They think that as long as they follow Lin Yuan, there is no battle they cannot win.

In terms of momentum, Lin Yuan's side won more.

Sometimes mud legs are not necessarily worse than the regular army. Sometimes the so-called belief can indeed make people brave.

The soldiers followed Lin Yuan, and no one whispered to each other. The training and collective system really worked.

Although they have not been trained to walk forward, but because the soldiers are in good spirits, they are actually very tidy when walking on the road.

Gaoyou's Wanhu Ulan Balsi was lying on the bed when he heard that someone was attacking, with his arms around the newly presented beauty. As soon as he heard the news, he immediately threw away the woman in his arms, and the woman lay on the ground She rolled around, lying on the ground with her limbs spread out, and there were bruises on her neck—she had been strangled to death by Ulan Barth before he fell asleep.

Ulan Barth cursed, but hurriedly put on his clothes, and went to get his longbow and knife.

"What's the matter?" Ulan Barth asked his cronies as he walked.

The confidant followed him: "They are attacking the city, Wanhu, our people won't be able to resist for long."

Ulan Barth widened his eyes and roared, "What did you say?!"

The confidant swallowed, fearing that Ulan Balsi would swing his knife, and kept a distance from Ulan Balsi, saying: "Wanhu, we only have 7000 people! Nearly half of them are old, weak, sick and disabled! The other party has □ □, Wanhu!"

Ulan Balsi regretted his life very much, he turned his head and asked, "Has everyone passed?"

The confidant nodded: "All the people who can be mobilized have gone."

Ulan Barth asked again: "How many people came from the other party? Do you know who is their leader?"

The confidant said: "There may be tens of thousands of people here... I am afraid that it is the Southern Bodhisattva from Taizhou."

Ulan Balsi knew this Nan Bodhisattva, and many people in the army believed in him, but these people did not dare to speak out. As early as a month ago, Ulan Balsi had killed several followers of Nan Bodhisattva. There is no future in following the Yuan army, and I was going to call on the uninvolved people in the army to go to Taizhou to join the South Bodhisattva, but was informed, and Ulan Balsi killed them all for the sake of the army.

But people were killed, the effect is that people in the army dare not talk about Nan Bodhisattva anymore.

Ulan Barth rolled his eyes and said to his cronies, "You go there first, I'll write for help."

The cronies did not suspect him, and they went to the city wall as expected.

Ulan Barth returned to his house.

Anyway, he is also a ten thousand household, knowing that even if he asks for help now, the reinforcements will not be able to arrive in a short time.

And now there is a lot of backlash, even if they ask for help, there may not be reinforcements coming.

He knows his own strength, if he loses, he must die, and he sees no hope of winning.

He kicked away the woman's body in the house, and began to frantically pack up valuables.

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Thursday and Friday followed behind his comrade, holding a rusty knife in his hand. He didn’t even have a fan hat, only a commoner suit. His armor was his own flesh and blood. It was his first time on the battlefield on Thursday and Friday. He was a soldier who was conscripted by force. He only remembered that he was farming in the village and had a childhood sweetheart girl. Then a group of soldiers appeared. Because his childhood sweetheart was the most beautiful girl in ten miles and eight villages, he was called to serve that girl. The leader of the army.

At that time, he was so angry that he held up an ax and wanted to rush to rescue his sweetheart.

But he thought of his family as he approached the yard.

He squatted on the ground, and finally couldn't help crying, he seemed to be able to hear the screams of his sweetheart, but he couldn't do anything, he could only listen numbly.

For a moment, he felt that he might as well die.

He squatted there until dawn the next day, when he heard the crowing of cocks.

He thought in his heart that even if his sweetheart was defiled, he still admired her and was willing to marry her. He could pretend that this had never happened for the rest of his life.

But God didn't give him a chance.

After the sweetheart was sent home, he hanged himself while his family was away.

Before he could see his sweetheart for the last time, he was taken away.

Waiting on Thursday and Friday, he thought, swords have no eyes on the battlefield, and he always has a chance to kill that little boss.

He endured humiliation and waited year after year until this day finally came.

Hold the knife handle tightly on Thursday and Friday, looking at the little boss ahead.

This is the only way he can think of without hurting his family.

When the little boss is dead, he will also take his own life.

He remembered that his colleagues had said that the people on the South Bodhisattva's side lived a good life, and they also said that soldiers there would not be tortured or beaten, and the leaders there would not be able to rape the women of the people, otherwise they would be punished by military law. disposal.

Looking at the sky on Thursday and Friday, he thought, if the person who was in charge of his house was Nan Bodhisattva, would his sweetheart not have died, would he be able to marry her, and have a few more children? Men farm and women weave, live a normal life.

Put your head down on Thursday and Friday, afraid of being seen with resentment in your eyes.

The comrades around him didn't speak.

Apart from fear, everyone is numb.

Climb up the city wall, join the battle with their team on Thursday and Friday, the little boss reprimanded him: "Useless things! Take your knife!"

I looked at the little boss on Thursday and Friday.

Seeing his red eyes, the little boss thought he was afraid, and taunted him, "Sure enough, they are Han Chinese, they are all cowards!"

On Thursday and Friday, I suddenly knelt down, shaking all over my body.

The little boss felt that he had frightened Thursday and Friday, so he spat: "I don't dare to kill the enemy, but kneeling is very fast."

Thursday and Friday moved slowly, crawled over, and hugged the little leader's leg.

The little boss wanted to kick him away, but found that he was hugging him very tightly, and cursed angrily, "Let go!"

Gritting his teeth on Thursday and Friday, he suddenly pulled out the knife, raised his hand and inserted it into the little boss's stomach, then he slid to the side, the little boss looked shocked, and the intestines fell out of his stomach, and the little boss hurriedly held it with his hands. , but was kicked off the city wall on Thursday and Friday.

Someone came over to hold him down. On Thursday and Friday, he was held down and knelt on the ground, motionless like a dead man. He was already ready to die. Anyway, this battle would definitely be lost, and he would be dead by then, and no one would hold him accountable. It will not implicate his parents and brothers.

Just when Thursday and Friday thought that he was sure to die, someone suddenly shot the person who restrained him.

Thursday and Friday raised his head numbly, but saw his close comrade standing in front of him.

He heard his comrades say: "I'm quitting! I'm desperately defending the Mongols' world! I'm fucking rebellious! I'm going to open the city gate! Welcome Nan Bodhisattva into the city! I'd rather serve as a soldier under Nan Bodhisattva! "

The fellow robe looked around, there was a ferocious long scar on his dark face, and at this moment, he followed his expression like a centipede.

The members of their team did not speak.

Already desperate, whether they listened or not, the people above did something wrong, they will always be punished, the young people came in, thirteen or fourteen years old, they were executed with military sticks for trumped-up charges, and the people below were beaten bloody , struggled all night before dying.

"I won't be so angry!"

"Brother! We listen to you!"

"Advance or retreat is death anyway! It's better to fight!"

On Thursday and Friday, he didn't expect that he would survive. He looked at everything in front of him blankly. He didn't understand why all of a sudden, his comrades were going to turn against each other, and they were going to open the city gate?

He just hated the little boss, he didn't have the guts to rebel, and he didn't have the guts to go against the court.

He was afraid of hurting his family.

Aren't your comrades afraid of hurting your family?

Thursday and Friday's mind became muddled, and he couldn't think clearly. He followed his comrades and left the city wall in a daze.

When they got close to the soldiers guarding the city gate, he finally got excited, and said to his comrades in fear: "No, no, we can't rebel. What should we do at home if we rebel? What about parents?!"

The same robe suddenly smiled: "Who knows if they are still alive."

"The world is in such chaos, so many people are displaced, how do you know that your parents didn't become refugees?"

"I want to live, I don't want to die, I can't control that much anymore!"

Trying to persuade them on Thursday and Friday, he burst into tears, grabbed his comrade's hand, and said in a hoarse voice: "I don't know if my parents are still there, but I dare not gamble. Let's not open the city gate. We escape! We escape! We can survive!"

"How to escape? Where to escape?" The comrade smiled awkwardly, "See for yourself, where can you escape? Can you escape death if you escape? There is no way! Thursday and Friday! Let's open the door now! Nan Bodhisattva has come in, we still have a chance to live! If we don’t open the door, they will attack and we will die!”

Thursday and Friday said in a daze: "Being a soldier is always about to die..."

"That's not to die for those beasts!"

Take a dreadful step back Thurs./Fri.

He dare not oppose the imperial court, that is the imperial court!

How dare they open the city gate!

Thursday and Friday turned around and wanted to run, but his colleague suddenly strangled him with a rope from behind.

On Thursday and Friday, he scratched his hands, and his eyeballs protruded from their sockets.

Before losing consciousness, he heard his comrades say: "We saved you, but you still want to be a dog for the court, you might as well die."

Thursday and Friday's body collapsed at the foot of the city wall.

His eyes are open.

Do not look down.