Fu Song

Chapter 578
When failure is irreversible, different people have different ways of coping.

But when it comes to Cui Ang's level and position, he will basically choose to maintain his last dignity for himself.

Therefore, in the first battle to conquer the west, after the failure of the Chao Taiwei Zhang Chao, he chose a reverse charge similar to suicide and let himself die on the battlefield.

Therefore, after Tokyo was destroyed, the privy envoy Chen Gui, bound with gunpowder, rushed to the Liao Emperor Yelujun's car without hesitation, blowing himself to pieces.

Therefore, under the attention of everyone, Xia Jie calmly swung his knife, sliced ​​off his own face, and then stabbed his own vitals, because he felt that being the chief assistant would lead to the country's subjugation, and he would not have the face to meet many sages of Zhao and Song Dynasties and his own family. Ancestors.

Going down, Li Guang and others all chose to kill themselves.

Death is their last dignity.

They don't want to become captives themselves and be abused by others.

Even if no one bullied them, they would not be able to pass the level in their hearts.

Cui Ang is different from everyone.

After every failure, the first thing he thought of was how to survive.

Then think about how to make a comeback.

You could say he was gritty,

But more often than not we have an additional comment for such a person,
That is, brazen.

Ordinary people can choose to be weak, choose to retreat, choose to bend their knees,

But when you reach this position, when you deserve to die, you have to die.

Otherwise, your end will definitely be countless times worse than your own death.

Cui Ang was lying in the pile of dead bodies, holding his breath desperately. The two corpses covering him were still bleeding. It was uncomfortable, but now he could only bear it, without moving a bit.

Although the sound outside was gradually decreasing, Cui Ang still didn't dare to move.

Gradually, sleepiness hit like a mountain roar and a tsunami.

Physical fatigue and psychological sleepiness hit almost at the same time.

I don't know whether to sleep or pass out,
Cui Ang woke up again because of the overwhelming coolness.

It's raining.

The wind mixed with the drizzle like ox hair swayed in the air and fell on the face, feeling cool.

Reluctantly, he reached out and wiped his face,

Cui Ang opened his eyes.

Its daybreak!
He was terrified. Why did he fall asleep? He should have escaped in the dark.

But now, it's daylight.

He sat up suddenly, but his mind was racing again.

There were two dead bodies covered on his body, why are there no more now?

Only then did he look around,
In an instant, he only felt that the darkness of hell was covering him endlessly.

Surrounding him, there were people standing densely.

Moreover, they are all his acquaintances.

Not long ago, those people who were humbly calling the prince in front of him one by one, now they all showed disdain, as if they were looking at a beggar.

Qu Zhen stood in front of everyone, knocking on her palm with the horsewhip in her hand, with a half-smile on her face.

"Quzhen!" he hissed.

"My lord, long time no see!" Qu Zhen laughed, not to mention how happy she was.

Swallowing with difficulty, Cui Ang clasped his fists and bowed to the ground: "Brother Qu, no matter what, we have gone through hardships together, lived through life and death together, let Cui go through this, and Cui will be rewarded in the future."

Qu Zhen chuckled: "My lord, are you still unwilling to give up? But you look at this world, there is still half a foothold for you Cui Ang, where can you go to make a comeback? West? That is Xiao Ding's territory. The south is controlled by Xiao Cheng, and the rest of the land is under the control of Daliao. Your lord, you are at the end of the road. I really didn't believe in the past that there is no way to go to heaven, and there is no way to go to earth. This world will eventually leave a glimmer of life for people. But now, I believe it. You are a living example."

"Let me live, Quzhen, where would you be today without me taking you?" Cui Ang begged.

"Where can you go? Brother Cui, my lord, Commander Yelu is still waiting for you outside the city, let's go see him now!" Qu Zhen waved her hand, and several guards ran forward, three times and five divisions. Then Cui Ang was tied up tightly again, and even his mouth was stuffed with a ball of cloth strips.

It wasn't until this moment that Cui Ang regretted it.

I should have died earlier, now, I am afraid that it is impossible to die easily.

The Shan army was stationed at Chenqiaoyi, not close to Tokyo City.

But it has already made everyone in Tokyo tremble.

When the city of Tokyo was broken, the brutality and tyranny of the Liao people left an indelible image in the minds of the surviving Song people.

Such a reflection will create two kinds of people, one is anger, because of anger, courage is born, and since then embarked on the road of resistance.The other is cowardice. When I see Liao people, I feel three points shorter.

It has to be said that the former type of people is a minority, and the latter type of people is more.

But the former kind of people are more memorable because they are always trying to help what most people think can't be done.

Because it is less, because it is difficult,
Therefore, they can be remembered.

In the big camp, there are more than ten poles erected, and a big man is tied to each pole, and around them, there are soldiers of the Shan army standing around them.

Yelumin leaned on a large chair with Erlang's legs crossed, surrounded by senior generals belonging to the Shan army.

These men were caught last night.

Although the Shan army only dispatched [-] Han Chinese cavalry to help Qu Zhen clean up the situation in the city, everyone was still paying attention to the battle in the city.

These people, out of fear, actually thought of taking advantage of this opportunity to assassinate Yelumin.They were divided into two groups, most of them were going to burn the food belonging to the Shan army, the stables, and create chaos, and the one with the highest ability was lurking in the dark, ready to deal a fatal blow to Yelumin.

The entire ambush plan is actually very delicately designed, but the internal control of the Shan army is extremely strict.

This is unimaginable for those who are not familiar with the Shan army.

The current discipline of the Shan army originated from Xiao Chuo, and Xiao Chuo heard it from his second brother Xiao Cheng.The point is, Xiao Cheng has not yet achieved this, but Xiao Chuo has.

Because Xiao Chuo didn't have any ties, her orders were much easier to use in the Shan army than imperial edicts.

Every military discipline has been thoroughly implemented in the Shan army.

These men with very good abilities fell into the hands of Shan Jun without any suspense.

No matter how powerful an individual's ability is, he still can't do anything against a well-disciplined army.

"Very courageous!" Yelumin looked at these people, and laughed loudly: "I like courageous people the most, and I also like people with skills. It's amazing that you actually thought of assassinating this general. Well, it seems that Xiao Erlang The bounty offered by him really works, I heard that this general is ranked first on his most wanted list!"

There was laughter all around.

"Today I will be happy, so I will give you a chance. You can choose any opponent from everyone present, no matter if he is a general or an ordinary soldier. If you win, you can walk out of my camp with a big swagger. The sky is high, let the birds fly, you can go wherever you want, if you lose, then it goes without saying? It must be a dead end, how about it?"

The dozen or so men who were tied up suddenly raised their heads when they heard this.

Yelumin looked around with a smile: "It belongs to the Shan army, do you dare?"

Thousands of Shan soldiers present all shouted loudly.

"Okay, if you defeat one, you will be rewarded with a hundred guan. If you lose and survive, then go clean the latrine!" Yelumin waved his hand.

"Can I choose anyone?" A hoarse voice was still very clear amidst the cheers.

Yelumin pressed down with both hands, and the field suddenly fell silent.

He looked at the man tied to the pole and nodded affirmatively: "Yes, you can choose any one, even me, as long as you win me, even if you kill me, you can walk out safely." Daying, this is my promise, and it is also the promise of the Shan army."

"Okay, I'll choose you, I'll choose you!" The man's face turned red with excitement.

All the Shan soldiers were stunned for a moment, and then burst into roars of laughter, as if they had seen the most ridiculous thing in the world.

Yelumin nodded, and said lightly: "You should think clearly, with your ability, if you choose someone else, maybe you can win and walk out of my camp. If you choose me, there is only one way to go. , that is Huangquan Road."

"I'll choose you!" The man stared at Yelumin. "Qin Min, do you still recognize me? My surname is Zheng, and my name is Zheng Yong."

Yelumin's body froze suddenly, staring at the other person, it took a while to come back to his senses, a face appeared in his mind, but that face seemed to be very different from the face in front of him .

The face in my mind is young, high-spirited, with twinkling eyes.But in the picture in front of him, only old, stubborn, angry and dead air remained.

Zheng Yong was the son of Zheng Yu, commander of the Ansu Army.

And Zheng Yu, together with his father Qin Kuan, was unjustly killed by Cui Ang. The two of them also died together on the execution ground of Daming Mansion. The charge was colluding with the Liao Kingdom.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Yong was still alive.

It's still here.

"Zheng Yong, you shouldn't have come to assassinate me. The two of us are the same people who have fallen in the end of the world!" Yelumin was a little happy: "There are not many old brothers back then. It's great that you are still alive."

"Bah!" Zheng Yong spat out a thick mouthful of phlegm despite the distance, "I am a man of the Song Dynasty, how could I be with you, Qin Min, dare you fight with me? Since I If you dare to come, you never thought you would get out alive.”

The light in Yelumin's eyes dimmed. With a wave of his hand, the soldiers rushed forward and untied Zheng Yong's binding rope.

"Give you a stick of incense time to live your blood, I won't take advantage of you." Yelumin said.

Zheng Yong also didn't speak, just waved his hands and kicked his feet, and moved his hands and feet like no one else in the field.

"Empty hands, or weapons?"

"Of course it's a weapon. How can a fist kill you all at once!" Zheng Yong stared at the other party, saying every word.

"Okay, Zheng's gun is also well-known in the Hebei army, and it has always been known as my Qin's gun, and today we will come to a showdown!" Yelumin stretched out his hand and drew two spears, and walked off the field.

"My marksmanship dares to be called Zheng's gun, but do you still dare to call it Qin's gun? You are not afraid that Mr. Qin Kuan will jump out of the grave and bite you a few times!" Zheng Yong held the gun in his hand contemptuously, and weighed it: " It's lighter, but your gun is not easy, everyone level up!"

Yelumin was silent for a moment, but he didn't retort. He just held the gun in both hands, casually twirled a spear, and stood facing his opponent.

But in the blink of an eye, the two of them almost shouted loudly, and immediately there were only the shadows of guns going back and forth in everyone's eyes.

As soon as the posture was pulled away, many subordinate Shan troops immediately became quiet.

As soon as the expert stretches out his hand, he will know if there is one.

No wonder this man dared to challenge Yelvmin.

No wonder Yelumin once said that if this person challenges other members of the Shan army, there is a high possibility that he will walk out alive.

Because this person's ability is indeed very clever.

Everyone dared not blink their eyes.

It seemed like a long time, but in fact it took only half a cup of tea before the winner was decided.

The long spear in Zheng Yong's hand broke into two pieces, and Qin Min's spearhead broke the opponent's gun barrel with one blow, and then drove straight in, directly hitting Zheng Yong's throat.

"Think about it, follow me! Don't forget, your family is the same as my family. They all died at the hands of Emperor Zhao Song and Cui Ang. Cui Ang will be caught by me soon. Don't you want to see what happened to him?"

Zheng Yong let go of his hands, and with two dang bangs, the broken spear fell to the ground: "You guys are like raccoon dogs, what's so interesting. I'm from the Song Dynasty, how could I go with you like a Liao dog?"

After saying a word, Zheng Yong didn't hesitate at all, he bumped his head forward, he was planning to kill himself, when there was a cry of exclamation in the field, Yelumin let go quickly, the spear fell to the ground, but Zheng Yong lost his hand. He lost his center of gravity and slammed into Yelumin.

Yelumin raised his hand and punched Zheng Yong to the ground. This punch knocked Zheng Yong unconscious.

"Tie him up, you want to die, but I won't let you die, come and tie him back."

The crowd rushed forward and tied Zheng Yong to the pillar again. According to the agreement, if Zheng Yong lost, it was naturally impossible for him to be released.

"Go on!" Yelumin sat back.

There were people going off in succession, and the choices of the remaining people were much more pragmatic. Most of them chose some ordinary genus Shan soldiers. Out of the eleven, six of them actually won, and for the other five, three of them were killed by their genus Shan on the spot during the fight. Sergeant Shan was killed, and the other two were injured and no longer able to fight.

And Yelumin also fulfilled his promise, winning six people, and really easily sent out the Shan army camp.

But when Zheng Yong woke up from a coma, he found that he was thrown into Yelumin's big tent and was firmly tied to a chair. Next to him, Yelumin was sitting, and in front of the two of them , a person lying on the ground like a pool of mud.

(End of this chapter)