Vow to die at the end of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 57
General Song Jilin of the Green Battalion rode on the big horse, looking at his troops proudly, he saw flags unfurling, swords and guns like a forest, he looked very majestic.

"What a mighty teacher!" Song Jilin sighed in his heart.

However, at this moment a long report interrupted his reverie.The long announcement sounded from far to near, and a pathfinder soldier hurried back, came to Song Jilin and said a thousand words.

"Report! General Qi, the road ten miles ahead has been cut off!"

Hearing that the road was cut off, Song Jilin was taken aback.This has not yet reached the boundary of Yingshan, why is the road cut off?Could it be that the group bandits had an ambush?

After asking about the situation of the cut-off of the road in detail, Song Jilin waved away the little soldiers, and then let the army continue to move forward, but he was more cautious.Send out horses widely, march carefully, and strictly guard the food and grass.

After walking ten miles, Song Jilin came to the place where the road was destroyed.I saw that the originally good road was dug countless holes by people.These holes are almost one or two feet long and several feet deep.Fortunately, these holes are directly exposed, and there are no bamboo sticks inserted into the bottom of the holes.

Although there are fertile fields beside this road, if the road is destroyed, the army can still walk through the fields.But coincidentally, it just rained two days ago. Although the field was a little dry, the ground under the hard crust was muddy.Even if people can pass, it is difficult for vehicles to pass.Therefore, General Song Can only let Xiangyong go forward, dig the deep pit into a slope, and fill the bottom of the pit with the dug soil.In this way, the [-] troops marched like snails, and they walked for more than an hour for several miles.

Looking at the Tartar army from a distance, they fell into those pits and walked with difficulty.The comrades in Chenxiang Town cheered.In their view, even if they can hinder the Tartars for a quarter of an hour, it is a victory.The tartars were a quarter of an hour late, so the security regiment headquarters had an extra quarter of an hour to prepare.

However, such a small obstacle could not hinder the progress of the Tartar army at all.When the sun rose high, the Tazi army finally passed the potholed road.At this time, the comrades in Chenxiang Town had already ambushed, waiting quietly for the arrival of the Tartars.

Three miles after passing the potholed road, there was a dirt hill more than ten feet high, which happened to be stuck on the side of the road.Therefore, Zhu Ergou, the chairman of the peasant association, and You Xia, the preacher, unanimously decided to ambush the comrades on the earth hill.There are many stones piled up on the earth hill, which were carried by the women and children of Chenxiang Town by the peasant association yesterday.This earth mountain is more than ten miles away from Chenxiang Town, and it took the big guy a long time to move back and forth before moving enough stones.

In fact, before they set off, everyone knew in their hearts that going out this time could be said to be life-or-death.It is a capital crime to destroy the way forward of the Tartar army, and if caught by the Tartars, they will be beheaded immediately, but they still come.In addition to the brutality of the Tartars and the boosted morale of the preacher You Xia, the fear of being labeled as a traitor and the fear of being fought to the death by close relatives and friends and causing family members to lose their heads is also a big factor.

The Tartars came with elite soldiers and strong generals, but their own side was peasants holding shovels. The difference in combat strength between the two was too great.In order not to die in vain at that time, Zhu Ergou made the final plan to rely on the earth mountain to attack the Tartar army, even if it caused a little chaos, his death would not be in vain.

The glorious moment has come, the enemy is approaching step by step, and death is approaching step by step.

Nervous emotions hit everyone's heart.A person with a strong will is dull in his heart, and his face seems to be covered with frost.The weak-willed person had already started to tremble, and the yellow urine was ticking even more, filling the air with a foul smell.

"Woooooo! I don't want to die, I want to go home, I want to go back to my mother!" A young man suddenly burst into tears.The sound made the originally silent atmosphere suddenly become strange, and some people began to move around.

"Er Zhuang! You bastard! Have you forgotten who killed your elder brother Da Zhuang? He was killed by the knives of the Tartar grain requisition team! The Tartars killed your elder brother and made your old mother cry You are blind. Don’t you want revenge?” Zhu Ergou, the head of the peasant association, shouted loudly.

"Woo! But I just want to go home! My brother is dead, and my father is long gone. If I die again, what will my mother do?" Er Zhuang continued to cry.Not only is he afraid of death, but he is even more reluctant to part with his wife.

"Er Zhuang, don't be afraid. If you die in battle, you are a hero. The organization will take care of your mother's life, and the peasant association will help you plant the land and harvest food. Don't think about these things." The preacher Youxia persuaded patiently.Youxia's whole family died at the hands of the Tartars, so he was not afraid of death at all, but he was afraid that until death he would not have a chance to take revenge.Now that the opportunity for revenge came, You Xia was very excited.But it is impossible to take revenge on one person, so he must patiently appease Er Zhuang and unite Er Zhuang's strength.

After listening to You Xia's words, the restless atmosphere of other people gradually calmed down.But at this time Er Zhuang refused, he cried and said.

"President, preacher. Let's go back, okay? We've already dug a hole and caused trouble for the Tartars. Can we go back?"

Seeing that Er Zhuang is so out of tune, You Xia's anger rises in his heart.But it didn't show on his face, and he still said a few words of persuasion.But first, Er Zhuang refused to listen to his persuasion, and insisted on going home to find his mother; second, because of Er Zhuang's fuss, some other people also began to waver.Seeing that an internal strife was about to break out, You Xia gritted his teeth, pulled out the knife from his waist, and slashed at Er Zhuang's neck, yelling in his mouth.

"Ma Erzhuang, to shake the morale of the army, to go back and seek refuge with the Tartars as a traitor! Now the preacher convicts him of the crime of traitor, and the crime of shaking the morale of the army shall be executed according to the law!"

Before he finished speaking, a bloody light flashed, and Er Zhuang's neck was cut open.It's just that You Xia's sword skills are not very good, and he didn't cut off his neck with a single knife, so Er Zhuang, who had his trachea cut off, was still breathing.It's just that he couldn't speak anymore, and a stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.Er Zhuang seemed surprised to overwhelm the pain. He looked at You Xia in surprise, seeing this preacher who smiled all day long, treated people with kindness and spoke kindly, and taught the children in Chenxiang Town every day, so that they could read and write.Speaking of which, You Xia was also half of his teacher, but he actually killed himself?Er Zhuang couldn't believe it.

At this time, You Xia turned to the people around and said coldly: "Ma Erzhuang committed the crime of traitor and disturbed the morale of the army and was sentenced to death. His mother, Mrs. Ma, will be punished as the same crime and beheaded according to the law!"

Er Zhuang, who had lost a lot of blood, had already collapsed and was about to fall into a coma, but You Xia's words were like a shot in the arm for Er Zhuang to wake up sharply, but then he fell into a permanent coma again.

At the moment of sinking, Er Zhuang murmured to himself: "Old lady, old lady."

Seeing Er Zhuang's blood dripping on the ground, looking at the ferocious expression on You Xia's face, and thinking of You Xia's last words, those restless people suddenly became calm.As the saying goes, family members are not as good as disasters. If you choose between your family members and yourself, then let yourself die!I am willing to die, and my family and organization will take care of me.But if you are unwilling to die, you will still be killed by the preacher, and your family members will not escape death in the end. After all the calculations, it is more cost-effective to take the initiative to be willing to die.

You Xia looked at everyone's faces back and forth several times, especially after Zhu Ergou slammed heavily on his face a few times, he nodded in satisfaction.

Through Er Zhuang's death, You Xia unified his thoughts, made these comrades give up their unrealistic illusions, and generously become a martyr.

At this time, the Tartars finally approached, and the comrades could not escape even if they wanted to.

You Xia thought in satisfaction.

(End of this chapter)