On the horizon, a streak of setting sun is like blood, shining on the endless rolling water of the Jialing River and the broken rivers and mountains...

Outside Diaoyu City, the Mongolian military tents stretched continuously, tightly wrapping the inside and outside of Diaoyu City.

Xia Pingan's erect figure stood on the wall of Diaoyu City. He had been looking at the scene in front of him for more than ten minutes. More than thirty generals in Diaoyu City stood behind Xia Pingan, with solemn expressions on their faces.

There is also a hint of sadness in it.

On the city walls and fortresses, countless soldiers guarding the city were also looking at this side.

"General, the news has been confirmed. Just a few days ago, Lu Xiufu and his majesty Zhao Bing jumped into the sea from Yashan. Lu Xiufu and his majesty vowed not to surrender. The Song Dynasty... has died..." Zhang Jue's footsteps hurriedly

Come, he climbed up to the fortress with a heavy breath, and said in a hoarse voice behind Xia Pingan, with a hint of trembling in his voice, and he couldn't help but burst into tears as he spoke.

Many generals behind him had tears streaming down their faces.

"Yesterday, more than 200 people from central Sichuan came to the city to take refuge. The number of people in Diaoyu City has reached nearly 200,000. The fertile fields in the city and Tianchi can no longer feed so many people. The remaining food can last for seven days.

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This is the way the Mongolian army came up with to deal with Diaoyu City. Isn’t Diaoyu City self-sufficient? They drove people from all over the place to flee to Diaoyu City. If Diaoyu City did not accept them, those people would be killed. In order not to let them

Those people were killed, and Diaoyu City had no choice but to accept them. Then, the population of Diaoyu City expanded from the initial tens of thousands to nearly 200,000.

The small Diaoyu City accommodated more than 100,000 people who had fled, and could no longer be self-sufficient. Even Xia Pingan, who was guarding the city, could not have enough to eat every day. Everyone gave the food to those who had fled.

The refugees who came were left behind with the children and women who were waiting for food.

In this case, the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty used both hard and soft tactics. A few days ago, the Mongolian Yuan Emperor Kublai Khan personally issued an order to shoot arrows into the city. As long as Diaoyu City surrendered, all the people in the city would be alive, and the Mongolian army would never kill anyone indiscriminately.

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At this time, it was already 1279. Twenty years had passed since Diaoyu City bombarded Meng Ge Khan. Diaoyu City had held on for another twenty years, standing like an immortal monument under the sky and on the thick soil.

, worthy of the world, worthy of the common people.

Sections of the city wall and huge stones soaked in countless blood bear witness to all this silently.

The more than thirty generals behind Xia Pingan, like him, all had gray hair and thin cheeks, and a tragic atmosphere enveloped everyone.

"The rolling Yangtze River passes eastward, and the waves wash away the heroes. Right and wrong, success or failure, are all in vain. The green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times..." Xia Pingan did not turn his head, but whispered this piece of Linjiang Fairy in a low voice. Facts have proved

, a hero cannot save a court that is completely rotten and destined to perish. Things will rot by themselves, and then maggots will grow.

He was able to send dead soldiers to Lin'an in advance to assassinate Jia Sidao, which changed Wang Jian's fate and allowed Wang Jian to continue to garrison Diaoyu City. However, the fate of the Southern Song Dynasty court could not be changed. One Jia Sidao died, and there were more

Jia Sidao stood up. Those corrupt officials in the Southern Song Dynasty court who could only tremble and wag their tails and beg for mercy when facing the enemy on the battlefield, but behaved like wolves and tigers when facing the generals who had made meritorious deeds on the battlefield.

, has a ferocious appearance, and in order to fight for power and gain, he will use all means to fight against dissenters.

Xiang Shibi and Yin Yingfei, who had made meritorious service in the fight against Mongolia, were still persecuted by traitors in the DPRK. They were bombed, sacked, dismissed from office, and forced to death.

Cao Shixiong was still demoted, exiled and killed.

Gundam, who had made great achievements in ez, was dissatisfied with the imperial envoys sent by the DPRK and China to snatch military honors. He said "What can a person with a turban do?", so he was devalued and finally died in depression.

Liu Zheng was forced to throw in the yuan in the end.

There are too many such examples...

Jia Sidao died, but Jia Sidao's method of fighting for power and profit by unscrupulously rejecting dissidents and inserting his own people everywhere in the court was still perfectly inherited by those left in the court and the Lu Group. Jia Sidao

Like Dao is not a person, but a completely rotten bureaucratic elite group. As long as you are not one of their people, no matter how great your achievements in the army are, it will be useless, and you may even get yourself killed. "

Those who have performed meritorious services will be left idle for no reason." "Generals who are angry with the army will not be punished, and their ranks will be restored immediately." The conflicts between the court and the army generals did not decrease because of Jia Sidao's death.

It still explodes.

When the Song Dynasty was in danger, the rotten bureaucratic aristocrat group parasitic in Lin'an City was still suppressing meritorious people at all costs, and was still fighting for power and profit, forming parties, engaging in corruption, corruption and extravagance regardless of the life and death of the country, the country and the people.

The result of this was that the Song army "died before fighting, attacked once it was defeated, and watched the wind and beasts running, and it was not a surprise to survive." "Chinese and foreign armies often said to each other that it is better to defeat than to fight, and to make achievements than to make mistakes."

When the Mongolian army attacked Lin'an City, they were the first to open the door and surrender, continuing their wealthy life.

It is natural law that such a court should not perish.

Sometimes Xia Ping'an even wanted to personally lead his troops to conquer Lin'an City and trample the rotten imperial court to pieces.

The people who destroyed the Song Dynasty were not the foreign Mongols, but the corrupt officials in Lin'an City! The edifice of the Song Dynasty just couldn't bear their parasitic corrosion and collapsed under external pressure! This is the truth of history!

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Xia Pingan slowly turned around and looked at the old faces behind him. Many of these faces were once full of vigor and vitality, and some faces had been here for decades.

During the battle to defend the city, he disappeared and stayed in this Diaoyu City forever.

Xia Pingan's eyes fell on a veteran who was over sixty years old, with a white beard and two arrow wounds on his face, but his figure was still upright. The veteran's eyes were red at the moment, and he was holding back his grief.

The armor has been worn for decades and has become damaged. There are marks left by swords and arrows all over the armor.

Xia Ping'an asked gently, "Yu Chen, how many years have we been guarding this Diaoyu City here..."

"Back to the general, counting from the first time the Mongolian army attacked the city, we have been holding the Diaoyu City for 36 years!" The veteran general named Yu Chen replied gruffly.

"Yes, it's been 36 years..." Xia Ping'an's voice was full of sighs and a bit heroic at once. He glanced at the generals of Diaoyu City, "In the past 36 years, in several spring and autumn years, you have stood firm in Diaoyu City and not allowed to be swept away.

All the Mongolian cavalry in the world set foot in the inner city of Diaoyu City. We still killed countless Mongolian troops here, and even killed Meng Ge Khan, leaving the Song Dynasty to survive for another twenty years. Now the Song Dynasty is dead, but we in Diaoyu City

You are still here, the people in Diaoyu City are still here, and your contribution is worthy of the imperial court, worthy of the people in Sichuan, worthy of the world, and worthy of the common people. Thank you for accompanying me all these years, and please accept my worship!"

After Xia Pingan finished speaking, he knelt down and bowed down to the generals behind him, clasping his fists heavily.

"General..." More than thirty generals burst into tears instantly. They all knelt down to Xia Pingan, and the sound of clattering armor resounded on the city wall. "If we have an afterlife, we are still willing to serve under the general.

Follow the general to kill the enemy and protect our country!"

After kneeling down and worshiping all the generals, Xia Ping'an suddenly stood up and lifted the hands of the generals one by one. Everyone hugged each other and cried.

"In the past 36 years, the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty has never captured Diaoyu City with the whole nation, and Diaoyu City has never been captured. But today, in order to prevent the people in Sichuan from being massacred and to leave a way for the 200,000 people in this city to survive,

I have already planned to open the city gate and let the people in the city surrender to Meng Yuan. Kublai Khan is also a hero, and he will definitely not go back on his word and make the world laugh. After my death, you will follow this order..." Xia Pingan said to the people around him

Will said.

"General, you..." Zhang Jue and the generals looked at Xia Pingan in shock. Everyone was a little shocked by this decision, but it was expected.

Xia Pingan choked and pulled out the Longquan sword that had killed countless enemies in his hand, and laughed loudly, "There are no surrendered generals in Diaoyu City. If I don't surrender, even if the Mongolian and Yuan army can enter Diaoyu City, they will never be able to capture Diaoyu City.

The general who killed their Khan will not surrender to them. I am lucky to have your help in this life. I will fight vigorously in Diaoyu City and I will be worthy of the common people. In the next life, I will go to battle with all my brothers to kill the enemy!"

After saying this, Xia Ping'an pressed his hand hard and brought the long sword across his neck, and a stream of blood spurted out from his neck.

Xia Ping'an struck the ground with his long sword, his body was dead, but he remained standing, standing on the fortress like an immortal sculpture.

"General..." Seeing this scene, all the sergeants on the walls of Diaoyu City knelt down and cried loudly.

"Brothers, the general still needs brothers to keep him company on the road. I went with the general to lead the general's horse. We will see you in the next life..." The veteran general named Yu Chen smiled, wiped his tears, and suddenly drew out the sword from his waist.

He committed suicide and his blood was sprinkled on the city wall.

"Brother Yu, wait for me. Let's go find the general together. When we get to the underworld, we will have a fight with these idiots again. I'm afraid they will be hammers..." Another veteran general drew his sword and committed suicide on the city wall.

"There is also me. How can the general wear armor without me..." Another veteran smiled slightly and pulled out the sword from his waist.

"Brothers, I'm here..."

There was a sound of swords being drawn on the fort. It only took a moment. When Diaoyu City decided to surrender in order to protect the people in Diaoyu City, more than 30 generals who had guarded Diaoyu City for thirty-six years all followed General Wang Jian and committed suicide on the city wall.

above.

On the wall of Diaoyu City, at this moment, green blood was flying everywhere, majesty was everywhere, the grass and trees were filled with sadness, and the wind and clouds changed color.

The news soon spread to the city, and all the 200,000 people in the city knelt down and cried in the direction of the city wall.

The Mongolian and Yuan troops guarding outside the city only heard the loud cries in the city today, but they did not know what happened in the city.

On the next day, the gate of Diaoyu City, which had been closed for thirty-six years in front of the Mongolian and Yuan armies, finally slowly opened. The people and soldiers all over the city, all wearing sackcloth and mourning, shedding tears and holding back their grief, carried the three soldiers.

More than a dozen coffins of the generals who defended the city slowly came out of the city...
Chapter completed!