Carrying AK into Ming Dynasty

Chapter 199 Live Up to My Parents' Prestige!

In the middle of the night of the third day of February, Shizhu Xuanfu Division, the middle hall of General Fubo's mansion.

The candles flickered in the dim hall, and it was already midnight. There were three or five people sitting in the middle hall, all dressed in military uniforms. If you looked carefully, you could see faint blood oozing from the bright armor.

Qin Liangyu sat firmly on the red sandalwood armchair in the hall. The old man was dressed in a bright purple third-rank official robe, holding a dragon head and a cane in his hand, and wearing a hairpin with tails. Although his hair was gray, it gave people a feeling that could not be ignored.

The old man looked really old, his face was wrinkled and furrowed, his brows were tightly furrowed, and his eyes were fixed on the burning light, as if he was facing an important decision.

"Auntie, the bandit army has been besieging the city for several days, and the city is about to run out of ammunition and food. Let's..." Qin Yiming said in armor. He had just come down from the city wall after fighting for a whole day, and his body was full of blood.

"The guards on the walls of the southern city are not strong enough, and my aunt needs to send more people, otherwise the bandit army may be defeated tomorrow." Qin Gongming also said that the southern city he was in charge of defending was attacked by the bandit army today, and more than half of the soldiers were killed or injured.

Qin Zuoming, who started the attack, also wanted to speak, but his aunt's brows were already furrowed after seeing the reports of the brothers, and he couldn't bear to add to the commotion.

Besides, with the current situation, it would make a big difference whether to say it or not. The stone pillar is only a tiny place, and it is not easy to defend the [-] elite soldiers of the Great Western Army for four days.

tomorrow?Where is tomorrow, there are only two thousand soldiers left in the city, and almost all of them are wounded...

"Are you panicking? My Ma family has been blessed by the Holy Grace for 300 years, and I am the hereditary envoy of Shizhu. It is our duty to guard the city for ten days. Besides, there are tens of thousands of people in Shizhu. For Yao.

Even if I, Qin Liangyu, die on the city wall, I will not let the bandits enter my stone pillar! "

Qin Liangyu's voice was full of vicissitudes and deep nostalgia for Shizhu. She guarded Shizhu for her husband for half her life. Her brother died in battle, her son and daughter-in-law died in battle, and several nephews also died in battle.

Shi Zhu, this place that drank the blood of the Ma family and the Qin family is so true, the old man will definitely repay his kindness with a powder body, so that he can see his brother-in-law.

"But the court is unfair!" Qin Zuoming shouted angrily, his eyes wide open.

"In any fierce battle, my Qin family and Ma family didn't take the lead, my father, my two uncles, and my cousin didn't have great military exploits!
My father was shot with eighteen arrows when he died in battle, and his arms were gone..." Qin Zuoming said with tears in his eyes.

The man didn't shake his tears lightly, but he didn't reach the sad point.

"But what did they get? The bullshit supervising army took away their merits in a few words, and even took their fame by being greedy. They fought for half their lives, but only got the title of general, and finally..."

"Presumptuous!" Qin Liangyu slapped his palm on the table and stopped his nephew Qin Zuoming from crying.

"Why does our Ma family stand on a stone pillar and why is it admired by the people? It's not because of the court, nor because of their official positions!

More than 1000 years ago, in order to resist foreign humiliation, General Fubo defeated the Qiang people in the west, conquered Jiaozhi in the south, and fought in the east and west. He earned this honor for you all his life!

It has been more than twenty years since your father died in the Battle of Hunhe. He also fought against the Northern Man. If he learns that there is an heir like you, wouldn't it make him sad?
Now that the imperial court is exhausted and unable to take care of itself, you don't understand what is righteousness and what is smallness? "

What Qin Liangyu said was deafening, and every word was heartbreaking, and several of his nephews lowered their heads when he said it directly.

Although Qin Liangyu understood the righteousness, he was slightly critical of the court's actions. There were more than [-] soldiers from Zuo Liangyu in the west, and Zhang Xianzhong, the rebel bandit in the east, wreaked havoc in Sichuan and Shu, but the court was indifferent to it.

But these can't be said to her nephews, her husband passed away, and her brothers passed away, even if there are all kinds of pain, she can only swallow it in her stomach.

It has been several years, has the imperial court really forgotten the stone pillars and Sichuan and Shu?

"Nephew and nephew, your uncles and fathers were all blood-stained in the Ming Dynasty. They are heroes. Even if the court is slightly unfair, it is not success or failure, and future generations will comment on it.

The lineage of General Fubo has never been humiliated by the family, and neither will we!
Tomorrow, I will visit the city wall in person, for the Ma family, the Qin family, for our stone pillars, and for Daming, even if random arrows go through my heart, I will have no regrets!

As a seven-foot man, what should you do? Do you need to talk about it? "

Although Qin Liangyu's tone became calm, the nephews could already hear the aunt's determination from it.

"My aunt's words made Gongming ashamed. Tomorrow, Gongming will use actions to defend the dignity of the stone pillar! Leave the southern city to Gongming!" It's useless to say more, Qin Gongming drank a whole glass of strong wine in one gulp, and threw the glass It was broken.

Maybe, after tomorrow, I will never be able to drink strong liquor from Sichuan again!
"My aunt is over seventy years old, so how can she be killed on the wall? Let the three of us leave the matter of fighting on the city wall to the three of us. Zuo Ming will definitely live up to my father's reputation. Auntie here in Dongcheng!"

Qin Zuoming clenched his teeth, his cheek muscles twitched slightly, he didn't drink alcohol, but his eyes, which were lifeless and lifeless, were enough to prove his determination.

"Yiming is guarding the North City, so don't worry, Auntie. If you are in the city, Yiming will not spare himself!" Qin Yiming has a calm personality and doesn't talk much.

The east, south, and north cities have all been defended, and now only the west city is left. The west city is close to the mountains, and the pressure is the least in terms of geographical location.

"Grandma, although my grandson is a scholar, he has the blood of General Fubo. If the stone pillar is lost, my grandson will definitely not live. That's why my grandson wants to guard the west city!"

Ma Wannian is only 21 years old, and he is the only bloodline of General Han Fubo. Both his father and brother died on the battlefield, but he has been hiding in his infancy, studying and practicing essays.

Nothing but a scholar, Ma Wannian finally couldn't bear it when he saw that his elder brothers had made up their minds to die.

"Grandson, they can go, but you can't, you are the only descendant of the Ma family, grandma can't let the Ma family die!"

Qin Liangyu was very relieved to see his grandson doing the same, and finally couldn't hold back the tears in his eyes.

At the age of 70, she shed tears when her husband died in battle, and she shed tears when her two elder brothers died in battle. Decades have passed, and she thought her heart was as hard as a stone.

But seeing his grandson so decisive, I don't know where the heartstrings were touched, and he burst into tears all of a sudden.

"No, grandma, it is precisely because I am the only blood of the Ma family, and my grandson can't insult the majesty of the ancestors. The three uncles have all gone to the battlefield to fight for the last time. How can my grandson sleep peacefully?"

Ma Wannian stood up, tore off the square scarf on his head, and knelt down in front of his grandmother Qin Liangyu with a common sound.

Qin Liangyu wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeves, his face still full of reluctance in silence.

Her grandson didn't like to dance knives and sticks since he was a child, but he was extremely eager to learn poetry and books. It was also because of her intervention that Ma Wannian missed the battlefield.

"Grandma, you have loved me since I was a child, and when I made my father angry, you always spoke out to save my grandson from punishment.

Now that your grandson has grown up, it's time for your grandson to protect you. Grandma, let your grandson go! Seeing that his grandmother didn't speak, Ma Wannian simply touched his head to the ground and kowtowed.

"Come on, let's go! Grandma agrees with you, so you two, Yiming and Gongming, will take care of your young nephew tomorrow!" Qin Liangyu got up and helped his grandson up, and said to Qin Gongming and the others.

"Aunt, don't worry!"

"So, the three nephews should go back to rest earlier!" Qin Liangyu waved.

Qin Gongming and his grandson Ma Wannian all bowed and left, and the middle hall of Nuo Da was suddenly empty, only Qin Liangyu was left alone.

Husband, tomorrow will be the day when I will be loyal to my country, if the stone pillar is lost, I will not survive alone!

PS: Try to express what you want in your heart. A few days ago, I did not succeed in writing Man Qing, and I was not satisfied with the writing. I was criticized by book friends, so I spent three hours in this chapter. , I hope book lovers will like it.

　Thanks to book friend LiziTang for the reward of 8000 coins, and thanks to Tang Lili for the reward of 1700 coins. Here I want to say to the little sisters Stir-Fried Chestnuts and Ion Hot, eat well!Good exercise, thank you for your support

　　
　
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