What kind of fucked-up person is this? He dare not fight with the Liao soldiers, so he just sends these people who have no military knowledge to die. What do those people know? In front of soldiers who are armed to the teeth, these people are nothing like a pile of meat.

any difference.

"Haha! If Li Xiao wants the beautiful world of Jinling, he has to pay the price. Today if he kills one commoner, one family will hate him and his Liao army. If he kills two people, two families will hate him. He hates him so much.

He wanted to die. He wanted to capture Jinling...! He had to kill tens of thousands, even one hundred thousand, people. Then there would be tens of thousands of families, and one hundred thousand families would hate him.

How many people are these? Tens of thousands? Hundreds of thousands? Millions? How can a court that is hated by so many people be stable? Wen Tiren’s move is brilliant. It’s brilliant. It can give Li Li’s fortune without sacrificing his own strength.

The owl laid a big thunder." Ma Shiying looked at the sound of cannons in the distance with a sinister smile like an owl.

"Why are you still talking about this at this time? It's true to find a way out and escape quickly. You don't care how big the thunder he has laid, it has something to do with us." Ruan Dacheng was as angry as a mad dog, he didn't care about anything.

Lei Bulei, what he cares about is how to escape. He knows Li Xiao's temper very well. In a battle that killed so many people, Li Xiao will never let the instigator Ma Shiying and himself go!

Even if you want to surrender now, there is no fucking way.

Jiangshan Sheji is nothing, high officials and high salaries are nothing. Live! Living is the most important thing. Without life, everything else is bullshit.

"Haha! If no one hates this Li Xiao, how can we continue to incite the world and profit from it in the future?"

"Hey, my cavalry department, what time is it now? Whatever happens in the future, we have to stay alive. This Jinling City can only survive for two more days at most. What will happen after two days? Dress up as a refugee and leave the city. Then

How is it possible? Our shadow graphics will definitely be posted at the gate of the city. If Li Xiao catches his head, it is impossible to save his head." Ruan Dacheng jumped anxiously, he wished he could grow two wings and fly out of Jinling now.

city.

"Why is it so difficult to survive? Why do you and I need to put on makeup and escape from Jinling?"

After hearing Ma Shiying's words, Ruan Dacheng's eyes lit up: "Do you have a way to get out of the city? The Liao soldiers are surrounding us on all sides. It's even harder to get out of the city now than to reach the sky."

"Thanks to you, you are still a second-ranked Jinshi. Have you forgotten the Jingnan case?" A strange smile appeared at the corner of Ma Shiying's mouth.

"Are you talking about the secret passage through which Emperor Jianwen escaped from the capital? A fire burned down the Daming Palace. Chengzu took the opportunity to rebuild the Daming Palace and dug three feet into the ground but could not find this secret passage. There are more than two hundred

For years, no one has found where the secret passage is, and it’s hard to even say whether there is such a secret passage." Ruan Dacheng naturally knew what happened during the Jingnan period. Legend has it that Jianwen Emperor Zhu Yunwen escaped through the secret passage. But more than two hundred

Years have passed and no one knows where this secret passage is.

Even! This is very likely just a legend, a mythical legend.

"Yes! Yes! Otherwise, Chengzu would not have sent the Three Treasures eunuchs to the West, nor would he have ordered Hu Ying to set up Guanshan Taibao to search everywhere."

"Have you found it?" Ruan Dacheng was so excited that he almost jumped up. During the Battle of Jingnan, the situation was very similar to today. The only difference may be that the original Jinling City was far less densely populated than it is today.

"you guess?"

"It's already this time, do you still have the intention to tease Mengzi?"

"What do you think Wen Tiren is doing now? I really want to see Wen Tiren's head hanging on the city wall waiting to rot." Ma Shiying glanced at Xuanwu Lake in the distance with interest.

Wen Tiren was already very busy at this time, unlike Ma Shiying who was fighting in Beicheng. The 13th Division of the Nanjing Forbidden Army under him was really fighting with the Liao soldiers. Wen Tiren's idea was to do his best to inflict damage on Li Xiao

Serious casualties and strive for opportunities for peace talks.

"Bah!" The black cow rolled several times in succession, rolled to the base of a wall, and spat out the dirt in its mouth.

Since the attack on the South Gate, the First Division has been in a hard fight. The vanguard battalion led by Hei Niu has fought extremely hard.

Bullets were fired from every house and every light and dark bunker. These bastards shot very accurately. If the Liao soldiers were careless, they would be hit by bullets. So far in the street fighting, Hei Niu's vanguard battalion has lost two platoons.

manpower.

Those gunmen are relatively easy to deal with. They set up an observation post at a high place. Two mortars can control the entire street! But the opponent's mortars are really annoying. Although they are not as flexible and fast as the Liao army's mortars,

But it was more powerful than the Liao army's mortars. One shell could blast a hole in the ground, and several people nearby were either hit by shrapnel and bleeding all over their bodies, or they were so shocked that they rolled their eyes and bleeded from their mouths and noses.

One of the shells fell and directly destroyed Hei Niu's sharp knife squad. Hei Niu was so angry that he screamed "Wow" and "Wow", but there was nothing he could do.

Mortars are direct-fire artillery, and people have built mortar positions with bunkers. Standing at a high place, you can't see where the shells are flying. You can only hear the whistling of the shells, followed by violent explosions and scorching heat.

shrapnel, and the soldiers screamed and screamed.

Unlike Ma Shiying who used the people simply and crudely, Wen Tao used the people quite delicately.

"Wang Xiucai, it's your turn this time. Remember, when the Liao soldiers arrive downstairs and see the red flag waving, light the fuse and jump down." A company commander of the Nanjing Forbidden Army patted Wang Xiucai on the shoulder.

"Wang is not talented, but he is willing to die to serve the country!" After eating a luxurious war meal, Wang Xiucai hid in a small corner of the attic. He could not see anything here, and he could see nothing through the half-open window.

When you see a red flag in the distance, as long as the red flag wavers, you will light the fuse and jump.

All the people from the Jiangnan Forbidden Army left, leaving only Wang Xiucai squatting by the window. There were fierce sounds of gunfire everywhere, but at this moment Wang Xiucai seemed to be unable to hear anything. Those sounds seemed far away from him!

The Liao soldiers would arrive soon, and he decided to use his remaining time to recall the past. When he was a child, his family was poor, but his parents had to support him in studying even if they had to eat pickles. At that time, he knew that only studying can change his destiny.

.

He is very diligent. Although he does not have the new stationery or clothes of his classmates, his teacher said that he is the most diligent student among them.

He went to the township school and the county school, and he got his wish and passed the scholar examination. Then he got married, and then he became a father. Then he went to take the judicial examination, but failed once, twice, and three times...!

He took the exam for eight consecutive years, fighting and failing, and the way people looked at him ranged from envy and reverence to indifference and contempt.

Originally, he wanted to take part in Qiuwei this year, and he was confident that he would pass the exam in one fell swoop.

Unexpectedly, the damn Liao soldiers came. He heard about the heinous atrocities of the Liao soldiers. In order to stop the atrocities of the Liao soldiers, and for his children to live well in this city in the future, Wang Xiucai prepared to use his own

Use your own life to drive away the barbarians and prevent your children from being poisoned by the barbarians.

Wang Xiucai's mouth widened involuntarily when he thought of his stupid-looking child. There was a smile on his face, but his eyes were filled with tears. The tears flowed down his cheeks, a little cold, and when they fell on the corner of his mouth, they felt a little salty.

He hugged the explosive bag in his arms tightly. It contained thirty kilograms of gunpowder. Wang Xiucai, who was in a weak body, held it in his hand. It was very, very heavy.

Suddenly a red flag waved from the roof in the distance. Wang Xiucai hurriedly struck a match and lit the fuse. White sparks and green smoke were rising from the fuse, and Wang Xiucai's ears were filled with the words that the neighbors had said to him yesterday.

Praise. At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the day when he became a scholar, the highlight of his life.

He raised his hand to open the window and jumped down from the attic. He was holding the explosive bag and puffing out the smoke...!
Chapter completed!