Anti Qing

Chapter 123 Gao Doushu's Martyrdom

grain depot.

The grain depot in Yunyang City is not big, but it is precisely such a small place with a tight city defense structure that is unmatched by other places, and it has become the last bastion of the Yunyang Ming Army that resists the city.

Gao Doushu had an iron helmet on his head. As a civil servant, he had changed into a military officer's attire long ago. His sideburns with a little white hair were exposed on the side of the iron helmet.

It was already dark at this time, and the sky was full of stars, none of which was as bright as the continuous fires above the grain depot. Li Zijing's eyes were flickering with coldness, and he looked ahead quietly.

Li Zijing raised his hand slightly, and the shouts of killing in the city seemed to stop in an instant, and all the surrounding Dashun soldiers put down their swords and guns, and looked over in unison.

Li Zijing's eyes were sunken, and his gaze was tactful, revealing a feeling of regret.

Gao Doushu was one of the few loyal officials in the late Ming Dynasty. He may be a bit foolish and loyal, but this kind of quality is most appreciated by a high-ranking person with great ambitions in his heart.

And Li Zijing is gradually becoming such a person.

"There are no reinforcements outside, no strong soldiers inside, and Yunyang's general situation is gone. If it goes on in vain, it will only add hundreds of lives!"

"Master Gao, let it go."

The faint words, like a sharp blade, cut through Gao Doushu's last tough and boring face.

Gao Doushu's eyes moved slightly, and he stared closely at the young man in front of him.

He looked very young, only about 24 or [-] years old, but the determination in his eyes was not comparable to that of many generals in their thirties who had led the army for many years.

Needless to ask, he is Li Zijing, the Little Chuang King who has recently risen to fame in the Dashun Army.

"Xiao Chuang Wang is really handsome and talented!"

"It seems that the recent rumors that King Chuang defeated Duoduo in Tongguan are true!"

Li Zijing was taken aback when he heard what seemed to be a compliment, and subconsciously wanted to reply, but he quickly realized it and let out a cold snort.

Since time travelling, Li Zijing has heard all the rumors about his mediocre appearance, and he gained a foothold in Dashun only because of Li Zicheng's status as the third younger brother.

No one has ever said that about his handsome appearance and mighty power, the compliment in the words just now is very obvious.

Li Zijing smiled slightly and looked straight ahead, categorically revealing his intentions.

"I know what you're waiting for."

When the voice fell to the ground, a whistle chief stepped forward and dropped a bloody human head, which immediately stained the loess red.

This head was none other than Wang Guangtai, Wang Guangen's second brother. Li Zijing used the tactic of encircling the spot to fight for aid, and deployed multiple ambushes around Yunyang.

But what I didn't expect was that I caught a big fish.

After Wang Guangen heard that Yunyang was besieged, he broke through desperately, but because Wu Zhaosheng continued to send small groups of Shun troops to block and harass, the Ming army that broke out was divided into several groups.

Wang Guangtai's cavalry traveled starry night and finally arrived in Yunyang, but unexpectedly got into the pocket set by Li Zijing and crashed to death.

Wang Guangtai's head completely shattered Gao Doushu's idea of ​​delaying to wait for reinforcements, his eyes widened slightly, a little unbelievable.

Gao Doushu is not just a civil servant who can only play with words, on the contrary, his ability to lead troops may be more outstanding than most generals.

He soon realized how many soldiers and horses Li Zijing had brought. Hearing the ups and downs of shouts of killing around him, he couldn't help asking in a trembling voice.

"You, how many people did you bring?"

Li Zijing chuckled, expressionless, and said in a deadpan voice.

"All the elite."

Hearing this answer, Gao Doushu's face was ashamed, and even the torch he was holding tightly in his hand dropped inadvertently, and was quickly extinguished at his feet.

He raised his head again, and looked at the unremarkable young King Chuang in front of him like a ghost.

He really didn't expect that Li Zijing would play in such a desperate way.

Pretending to help Jingzhou, they besieged Junzhou with great fanfare. In fact, all the real main forces stayed with them, planning to capture Yunyang.

"well"

Gao Doushu looked at Li Zijing with some admiration, full of emotion.

"This old man has guarded Yunyang for several years. The court's arrogant soldiers can't do anything to me. Li Zicheng and Lu Yingbiao can't do anything to me."

"But I didn't expect that it would fall into the hands of a junior like you. What a hero!"

After hearing what he said, Li Zijing's heart was not disturbed, he just looked at him coldly, his words seemed regretful and heartless.

"Come down."

"Otherwise the hundreds of lives behind you will all be gone."

This is a classic moral kidnapping, which has been used repeatedly in later generations, and it is even used now to give a loyalty like Gao Doushu a step down.

To surrender is to cherish the lives of his subordinates, and not to surrender is to prefer death to surrender, it depends on how he chooses.

After asking, Li Zijing had already put his hand on the hilt of the knife, and murderous intent suddenly appeared all over his body. Seeing this, the officers of the Dashun Army all turned their heads secretly and gave orders.

For a while, the atmosphere returned to a tense situation.

Gao Doushu pondered for a long time, looking at the soldiers of the Ming army who had followed him for many years behind him.

Among them, there are young people who are about the same age as Li Zijing, and there are also old soldiers like him who have fought for the Ming Dynasty for half their lives.

These Ming soldiers were all wounded, but the firmness in their eyes was no weaker than the Shun soldiers from the former battalion outside the grain depot.

At this moment, a chief executive stepped forward, his hand holding the knife was trembling, and the armor on his body was stained red, but his voice seemed to have a strong voice.

"Futai, we swear not to surrender to thieves!"

"Fight them!"

"Follow Futai to the death!"

The reason why Gao Doushu hesitated was because the faces of the lovely and respectable Ming army soldiers behind him were also moved when they heard the words.

He turned around slowly and bowed deeply.

"It's me, Gao Doushu, I'm sorry everyone."

"Futai—!"

The soldiers of the Ming army also knelt together, and the broken flag of the Ming Dynasty was buzzing above their heads, as if telling the glory of the past.

Li Zijing was shocked by the scene on the fence of the grain depot.

Daming has reached this point, and everyone in the world knows that there is no possibility of a comeback and reconstruction, but there is still a group of such steadfast defenders.

At this moment, Li Zijing seemed to be the sinner, and the Ming soldiers in front of him were the heroes who died fighting for the country.

"General?"

Seeing that Li Zijing hadn't moved for a long time, Yu felt uneasy and worried for a long time, but finally chose to step forward and ask cautiously.

"Are you still fighting?"

Only then did Li Zijing come back to his senses, looking at the soldiers of the Ming army on the fence who were already fighting against the enemy, although he couldn't bear it, he still slowly raised his hand.

The moment he raised his hand, the officers and soldiers of the Dashun Army who had been waiting for a long time all immediately cheered up.

In the distance, the cannons of the Ming army captured in the city were slowly aimed at the wall of the grain depot.

This was a fight that was destined to end. Li Zijing knew that as long as he gave this order, the hundreds of Ming troops in the grain depot in front of him would all be crushed to pieces by his front battalion.

As an enemy, Li Zijing also felt a little respect for the Ming army in front of him, and couldn't help but let out a sigh of emotion.

"If there were more people like this in Daming, how could it be possible to get to where it is today?"

The head of the department at the side was also very moved. Hearing this, he glanced at Li Zijing and sighed, "Da Ming is dead after all. Next, it's up to us, Da Shun."

"General, give the order."

Li Zijing knew that for a person like Gao Doushu, his true destiny was to die for the Ming Dynasty, and if he insisted on keeping him, he would be ruined instead.

So without any hesitation, the raised right hand suddenly clenched into a fist.

The pacesetters immediately put up slogans on the city wall behind them, and dozens of shells whizzed from all directions, landing on the top of the grain depot.

　The work has finally stabilized, and the update will start today, but we must speed up the progress and finish writing as soon as possible!Thank you brother for waiting until now
　　
　
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