Destiny Only Han

Chapter 142 Mingzhi
On the top of the city, the siege battle is still going on.

Fan Kui looked at the high city wall, hesitated for a moment, and chose to go down the stairs next to him.

He rushed forward and cut down several defenders who attacked him along the way, but he didn't stop for a moment. With his current title, killing ordinary soldiers in battle was no longer considered credit.

After Han Xin reaffirmed the military law, for a high-ranking man like him, only by commanding the army to win, beating the generals and capturing the flag can be regarded as meritorious service!
The most deceitful point is that in the battle, if the number of soldiers he leads is not more than the number of killed, the credit will be deducted. If the credit is not enough, they will be beheaded!
Thinking of this, Fan Kui quickened his pace, rushed down to the top of the wall in two or three steps, and immediately froze in place.

"Yes, it is the merit of the public..."

In front of him, the enemy general who was pushed down by him with a shield was nailed to the wall by a short spear. The owner of the short spear was a man covered in blood and whose neck was almost cut off. .

On the battlefield where they shouted to kill and shake the sky, the two of them maintained the posture of dying together, standing still, just drops of blood flowing from each other's wounds, staining the ground red.

Fan Kui blinked his eyes in doubt, he couldn't quite understand the scene in front of him.

What kind of enmity does this man have with the enemy general, so that he and the other party should die together?

And farther away, the people in the city seemed to have fallen into madness. They were red-eyed, shouted dumb, and fought with the defenders like dumb.

When they found that the agricultural tools in their hands could not cause more damage to the defenders, they simply acted like animals, throwing the enemy to the ground in groups of three or four, grabbing, buckling, and even biting their throats with their teeth... …

Regardless of men, women, young or old, they were all killed in the dark, with blood flowing like rivers.

As far as Fan Kuai could see, almost every commoner under the city wall had turned into a bloody man, Bai Sensen's teeth became blood red, and there were faint pieces of flesh between the teeth...

On the ground, the dark red blood was mixed with the excrement that flowed out of the body when the person was on the verge of death, and the smell was strong and pungent.

"vomit……"

Fan Kui retched, he had been fighting for many years, he had seen a lot of murders, and it was not uncommon for him to experience more tragic situations than before, but he didn't know why, the situation in front of him made him feel a little creepy.

With a retching sound, it seemed that a greasy bug crawled down from his neck, and the hairs all over his body stood up!

Subconsciously, he wanted to escape from here, just like those pale and trembling Yong soldiers.

"Xian Chengjun, what should we do?"

The daredevils who climbed up to the top of the city one after another went to Fan Kuai's side and asked questions.

Fan Kui woke up with a shudder, looked at the Shura field in front of him, hesitated for a moment and said: "Go back, wipe out the defenders at the top of the city, and don't get involved in the battle here."

He didn't know exactly what happened in the city, but he understood that after the people in the city killed their red eyes, they were likely to launch indiscriminate attacks on all the soldiers who appeared in front of them.

Moreover, the battle under the city has been completely one-sided massacre.

After the soldiers of the Yong army lost their determination to fight, their fighting power was not as good as that of sheep!
They would only beg bitterly, begging the people who threw them to the ground to spare them, and they didn't even dare to make moves like blocking.

It's just that this moment is just like that moment.

Just as they did not forgive the people in the city, the people in the city also showed no mercy to them.

Repaying resentment with virtue, why repay virtue?

Only tooth for tooth, blood for blood!

Gradually, the terror in the city slowly spread to the top of the city. After Robba died in battle, and the temporary magistrate and county magistrate of Haowan County also died in battle, the soldiers of the Yong army at the top of the city began to surrender to the Han army in batches.

At least, the Han army will not be the same as the people in the city. Even if they put down their weapons and kneel down to beg for mercy, they still pounce on them like wild beasts and cut them to pieces!

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The setting sun shines, Xiao Xiao Ma Ming.

Fireworks filled the sky above the city, and a battle flag of the Han army, as red as blood, was slowly fluttering.

Above and below the city, there was blood everywhere, corpses everywhere, common people and soldiers covered in cuts and bruises everywhere, and even the flash of weapons was covered by blood stains.

Han Xin stood on the top of the cloud car, and Zhang Ping stood on the Liangshan Palace in the distance. The two looked at each other from a distance, pointing their long swords at each other.

It's just that one person's face is full of confidence, while the other person's face is full of grief and anger.

After this battle, there were less than 8000 prisoner troops left by Zhang Han to coerce the Yong State, and there were at least [-] to [-] of them, staying in the old capital of the Yong State, Abandoned Hill.

It was only a matter of time before Liangshan Palace was breached.

Under the city wall, an old man with a broken arm staggered forward, walked up to the man who died with the robber, and gently shook his big hand that was holding the short spear tightly.

Now that he is dead, let's go to the ground as soon as possible.

Come to think of it, his wife and daughter have been waiting for a long time, so don't let them wait any longer.

It's just that the old man didn't break open the man's big hands. Those big hands covered with calluses and cracks were holding the spear tightly. Although the body was dead, the desire for revenge still made the big hands firmly hold the spear.

"Idiot, idiot..."

The old man let out a long sigh, and tears flowed down his cheeks that were full of wrinkles and ravines.

"How long will you be entangled with this beast? Don't you want to go to hell with your wife and daughter?"

After the old man finished speaking, he gently pulled the man's arm again. This time, without much effort, he broke the man's big hand off the spear shaft.

"Come on, let's go home..."

The old man strenuously carried the man behind his back, and staggered towards the city, singing a sad little song as he walked.

Qin Feng was melodious, as if calling for the man's soul, and followed him home.

Where the old man passed by, the people who collapsed on the ground slowly climbed up, with sad faces, watching the old man stagger.

I don't know who it was, and sang a ballad softly.

"Ge Shengmeng Chu, stalks grow in the wild. Yumei died here. Who is with? Alone..."

"Ge Sheng grows thorns, and vines grow in the field. Yumei dies here. Who will take care of it? I breathe alone..."

"The corner pillow is bright, the brocade quilt is rotten. Yumei is dead here. Who will be with? Dudan..."

"Days of summer, nights of winter. After a hundred years, return to their residence..."

"Winter night, summer day. After a hundred years, return to his room..."

The song "Tang Feng·Ge Sheng" they sang was not only for that man, but also for themselves.

After this battle, who has no widows?
At the gate of the city, Liu Bang, who entered the city with Xia Houying and Cao Shen, was stunned. He watched the mountain of corpses and blood in the city, and felt the same sadness in his heart.

In the previous siege battle, Ji Cheng, who had been following him since Fengyi, fought hard and died.

Although he rewarded the other party's youngest son as Marquis of Guannei, but the man has passed away, no amount of rewards can replace his good brother!

He glanced at the staggering old man, even though he didn't know who he was and who was behind him, he still took two quick steps and helped the old man walk into the city.

"Who are you?"

"Liu Bang."

"Han King Liu Bang?"

"Of course."

"Hey... why did you come here..."

Amidst the old man's long sigh, Liu Bang felt a deep sense of remorse.

If he had stood up and argued for reason when the enfeoffment was divided that day, risked meeting Xiang Yu in battle, and also included the Guanzhong land in his pocket, then today's incident would not have happened?

"It's all my fault for making my father and brother suffer!"

He had said similar words many days ago, but if at that time he still had the idea of ​​buying people's hearts, then what he said today really came from the bottom of his heart.

Xia Houying found a pair of door panels from nowhere, snatched them up with Cao Can and others, put the man on the door panel, and carried them into the city together.

Liu Bang carried the door panel on his shoulders, and made a promise in his heart amidst the shouts of "King" from the people around him.

If it is said that he used to fight for the world, then he will fight for those who cannot fight in the future!

With the sword in your hand, build a paradise on earth for these suffering people!
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In the middle of the night, the moon was covered by dark clouds, and everything was silent, except for the sound of frogs echoing in the fields and ponds.

In Liangshan Palace, after tossing and turning for a long time, Zhang Ping, who had just fallen asleep, woke up with a start. He sat up, panting heavily, with cold sweat on his back and forehead.

He once again dreamed of the scene he saw during the day. The Han army took the prisoner army captured in Haowei County to the outside of Liangshan Palace and beheaded them.

Hearing the sounds of fights coming from outside the hall, Zhang Ping's uneasiness eased a little, and he calculated the situation in front of him.

The Han army only captured Haojuan County yesterday. They were short of men and horses, and their siege equipment was exhausted. In a short period of time, it should be impossible to continue to attack Liangshan Palace.

Now, nearly ten days have passed since Zhang Han left, and the reinforcements should be on their way...

However, he still has to make two-handed preparations.

Zhang Ping stood up silently, took out the fire pocket and lit a cream lamp, and walked to the deepest part of the palace alone.

Under the shadow of the whirling lights, apart from the occasional sounds of fighting and the sound of footsteps stepping on the ground, everything around is completely silent.

Bypassing two corridors and passing through several pavilions, Zhang Ping silently walked outside a side hall.

This is the place where the Qin kings of all dynasties fasted before offering sacrifices to heaven.

Zhang Ping pushed the door open and walked straight to a corner of the inner hall. After bending over and stretching out his hands to grope on the ground for a while, a series of creaking and creaking sounds sounded in the hall.

After a while, a black hole appeared above the ground. Zhang Ping shook the ointment lamp twice at the entrance of the hole. Seeing that the light was still on, he walked down slowly.

This is a secret road leading to the woods on the north side of Liangshan Palace.

Zhang Han used to be in charge of the construction of General Zuo Shaofu, so he naturally knew these things very well. As his own younger brother, Zhang Ping was ordered by him to stick to it, so naturally he would not tell him.

This is also the reason why he chose to let Bandit Ba guard Haoyuan and enter Liangshan Palace by himself.

Seeing that the tunnel was unobstructed, Zhang Ping put down a boulder hanging in his heart.

In this way, you can attack when you advance, and you can defend when you retreat.

(End of this chapter)