One against ten.
The ground was littered with the corpses of more than ten times the number of enemies.
In this small stronghold,
The group of good-for-nothings from the imperial court,
They threw away their armor here,
The nearly ten thousand troops were stunned and did not dare to take another step forward.
Who cared about this pass,
It was called the "Gate of Hell."
"Isn't it funny? First, there were rumors that we had a few hundred people,
Now it's rumored that we have a few thousand people. I'm thinking, after a while,
It's rumored that we have tens of thousands of people! "
As he spoke, the young man with the torn military uniform grinned and said weakly,
"Lan Hua 'er, you sang wrong again."
Cen Jiande — his stage name was "Cen Lanhua." It was given by the fans in the pear garden. He did not like this name. It was extremely vulgar.
These boorish and poor people who did not know how to appreciate it used to only carry big bags at the port,
They knew nothing!
"Shut your dog mouth!"
Cen Jiande rolled his eyes. He also rudely — it was really sad,
He had also learned these vulgar words!
He also rudely pulled the poor man's arm,
He scolded the man who could still tease him even though his arm was broken, "I'll sing for you,
It's your good fortune from several lifetimes, even if it's all wrong,
It's also a reward for you! "
When the other party was immersed in singing, with a scream,
He smiled maliciously in revenge, "Alright, it's wrapped up." Fortunately, he had sneaked into the pear garden to learn skills,
He fell down to practice martial arts,
He didn't know how many times he had dislocated,
He had secretly learned from the old man and cured himself.
He had been wearing gold and silver all his life and had been raised in the beautiful silk bushes. All the hardships he had suffered in his youth were all in the pear garden business.
All the things he had learned were also in this suffering.
Fortunately. With this thought in mind, he wiped the blood off his face, licked it, and smeared it on his lips, purely as makeup. Just as he was about to babble, his throat was hoarse. In the past few days, he had sung too much for his seriously injured comrades. It had already damaged his voice, which he used to cherish like his life.
He snorted coldly and asked his companion in a hoarse voice, "Lin … Marshal Lin said that we would defend until the east gate of the city was completely evacuated. We have been fighting for so many days. From a few thousand people to a few hundred people. Now, there are only a few left. Tell me, are they done or not? "
What about his vulgar father? He should have left the Western Front, right?
But his companion was probably too tired and didn't answer for a long time.
Suddenly, a flame appeared in the distance.
"Get up and get your gun." He kicked his companion who hadn't howled for a long time.
"Hey!" He called out a few times, but suddenly felt that something was wrong. He crouched down and felt around. When he looked carefully, all the blood in his body went cold.
His comrade had originally said with a smile that his arm was dislocated and wanted him to treat it. However, his injuries were more serious. His lower abdomen and legs were clearly injured. There was a large wound on his waist, and half of his intestines were exposed. The rations and bandages around him had not been touched at all.
No matter how he shook it, it wouldn't budge.
This trench had been soaked in too much blood during the day. The smell of blood was so strong that even Cen Jiande, who was used to smelling all kinds of expensive spices and could recognize people by smell, felt his nose numb and could no longer smell it …
This poor bastard … this … was he forcing himself before …
A moment ago, only the two of them were left in the trench, and it was still warm. Alive.
He asked him to bandage him and shamelessly asked him to sing an opera for him …
Cen Jiande actually began to be lost in thought as he looked at the corpse with its intestines and stomach pierced.
After a long while, he came back to his senses and suddenly thought mockingly, 'I'm afraid that his father wouldn't have thought that his son could actually be absent-minded in a pile of corpses as if nothing had happened.'
He silently reached out his hand and closed those eyes. He stood up. He looked at the imperial court's troops at the foot of the mountain that were getting closer and closer, longer and longer, and seemed to be endless.
After killing one wave, there was still another wave. At this point, only the two of them were still guarding.
Now, he was the only one left.
And behind him, there was only one Guangzhou City.
'We've done our best. 'Lin, the rest is up to you.'
'If you can safely evacuate the people on the western front in the face of the imperial court's tens of thousands of troops, then …'
'I didn't call you "Marshal Lin" so many times in the past few days in vain.'
As soon as he relaxed his mind, a sense of dizziness and extreme fatigue came over him.
He leaned back loosely against the wall of the trench. Under the cold moonlight, he stared at the beautiful rivers and mountains that gradually quieted down in front of him. His lips moved silently.
"So it turns out that the beautiful purple and red blooming all over the place has been reduced to a broken well and a ruined wall … The morning flies and the evening rolls, the clouds and green jade pavilions; the drizzle of the wind, the smoke waves painted boats — the people in the brocade screen are too cheap …"
…
Under the setting sun, the flames that were close to golden red burned fiercely.
"Charge with me!"
Lin Ruoshan rode on his horse. He waved the red flag in his hand and rushed to the most conspicuous place.
The commander didn't care about his age. He took the lead and was not afraid of death.
The soldiers of the Freedom Army behind him looked at the red flag as if they were looking at the finger of God. It formed a sharp sword and was even more fearless.
Where the red flag pointed, although the soldiers of the imperial court killed people like flies, they had always killed the most people who had put down their weapons and were unarmed civilians and captives. There weren't many people who fought head-on on the battlefield.
Seeing the bravery of the Freedom Army, when one corpse fell, another immediately stepped on the corpse of his companion and rushed up. Their left hand was cut off, but they still used their right hand to fight.
Without legs, they dragged their intestines and entangled their feet. How could they be so dauntless?
Many of the veterans seemed to have returned to the fear they had when they faced the most elite soldiers of the short-haired bandits. It wasn't just the fear of well-armed and well-trained enemies. It was also the fear of facing people who had faith and only wanted to live.
They ran away as soon as they touched them.
The imperial army, which had several times more people than the Freedom Army, was actually overwhelmed by the momentum of the Freedom Army. They didn't dare to advance and fled. No matter how the commander screamed and killed the deserters, he couldn't stop the army from being defeated.
Separated by the red flames, Buttface, who was newly recruited into the ranks of the imperial army, was terrified.
These people weren't human!
If they were human, why could they ignore the raging flames caused by the oil and continue to charge over without any regard for their own safety?
If they were human, why could they get up and chop off the heads of his companions after being shot like a hedgehog?
Hearing the sound of retreat, Buttface used all his strength and finally chopped off the iron-like wrist on his feet. He ran back to the main camp, scared out of his wits. He almost ran away.
Along the way, he stepped over countless broken and naked corpses. There were men and women. The industrial and commercial thieves in Guangzhou, regardless of whether they were men or women, were all really dauntless. Buttface, who had fantasized when he saw a white arm, could only be terrified when he saw a female thief. He couldn't think of anything else.
On the battlefield, there were about a thousand remnant soldiers like him, who were constantly rushing to the rear.
Seeing that the main group was close and that there was hope for escape, a hundred or so Freedom Army soldiers suddenly surged out from the hills, woods, and corners of houses. They rushed over and surrounded them. Buttface's ecstasy came to an abrupt end. Under the command of the leader, a round of gunfire was fired. He and his remaining companions became cold members of the mountain of corpses. They died with their eyes wide open.
After the remnants of the imperial army were wiped out, the dangerous mountainous area near Guangzhou was finally taken back.
The mountain was burned bare, and the flames on the battlefield finally burned out everything that could be ignited. They gradually extinguished.
However, the Freedom Army didn't have the slightest hint of a smile.
The mountain wind blew, and their faces were covered with charred flying ash and bloodstains.
What kind of ash was this? Perhaps it was the flying ash of their companions' blood-stained clothes. Perhaps it was the intertwined ashes of their enemies and their loved ones.
One of the young female soldiers, no more than sixteen years old, scooped up a handful of flying ash in the air. Suddenly, she knelt down and wept.
The charred masses were entangled with each other. It was impossible to tell who was who.
There were no cenotaphs or tombstones. They would be transported back together and buried together.
There were only these specks of ashes flying in the air.
The girl was still grieving. Suddenly, she felt someone pat her on the back. It was a gentle man's voice.
"Get up. We won."
The young girl suddenly woke up. "But! They, they … "Her voice gradually lowered." We just got married in the army, and they will be here forever … "
The man squatted down and patted the girl's head, as if he was patting his own family's junior.
"They won't be here forever."
He pointed to his chest and said word by word,
"They will be here forever. They will be by our side for a long time. "As he spoke, his voice suddenly became stern." Or are you afraid? "
The girl couldn't stand the insult and immediately raised her head in anger. But she saw the man's face.
This was a face that she had seen from afar, but it was no longer young.
They, their commander-in-chief, Lin Ruoshan.
As the commander-in-chief, compared to her, Lin Ruoshan appeared to be in a more sorry state.
His once elegant face, beard, and hair were tangled with blood. Dirty blood flowed down from his head. His body was covered with knife marks and arrow wounds.
One of his legs was even a little lame. Previously, he had rushed to the front and inevitably attracted the most military force. The imperial court's soldiers and bandits chopped at his horse's legs, forcing him to roll down from his horse.
As one of the youngest youths in the army, the girl had been covered at the back.
Seeing his sorry state up close, the girl was shocked. For a moment, she pursed her lips. The words she wanted to refute were all stuck in her throat.
She couldn't say anything.
She thought that the commander-in-chief was already more than fifty years old.
However, he had rushed to the front and killed the most enemies.
He did his best to protect the youths behind him.
In the face of her silence, Lin Ruoshan became gentle again. He was always gentle to these young people in the freedom army. "This place is dangerous. The imperial court can regroup at any time and send people to attack again! We have to go. If you are afraid, go with the people … "
"I am not afraid." The girl wiped her tears and suddenly interrupted him. "He is here. You are here. Everyone is here. "
Lin Ruoshan said, "Then stand up immediately! We don't have many people left. We have taken it back now, but soon, the imperial court will send more troops. In the end, we can't defend it. Preserving our strength is the priority! Obey the arrangements and immediately take the people to the west of the city. Take advantage of the fact that the imperial court's remaining troops have been wiped out and the wilderness is empty, and evacuate first! Your newlywed husband died in battle and shed all his blood. There are also the soldiers on the eastern front. They fought a bloody battle until they were completely wiped out. Not a single person was allowed to cross the line of defense! Do you want their blood to be spilled in vain? "
The girl gritted her teeth and stood up, tightly clutching the handful of ashes.
The ashes couldn't be held and flowed away through the gaps of her fingers. She carelessly wiped the ashes on her face and revealed a determined expression. She said, "Yes, commander!"
Lin Ruoshan looked at her back and smiled. Although the soldiers of the free army behind her were tired, their morale was high. They continued to methodically carry out the next step in front of the strong enemy.
… …
"Commander! The frontline has been retreating all the way. The nearest line has already retreated to the outside of Guangzhou City … "
The spy of the free army urgently reported.
In Guangzhou City, for more than ten days, every family had a white banner.
Lin Ruoshan had just returned from the frontline. His face was full of fatigue. After all, he was already in his fifties. The armor on his body was full of bloodstains. He reached out his hand to stop the spy from continuing. "I saw it with my own eyes."
He picked up the last token beside him. "Tell the free army in the city to set off with me. We will go and support the soldiers who have retreated from the frontline. Tell the shipbuilding department to immediately gather all the ships in Guangzhou that haven't been taken out to fight. The remaining soldiers will be at the port. Arrange for the remaining old, weak, women, and children in Guangzhou City to board the ships in batches. "
Then, Lin Ruoshan even had a slight smile. "Then, we will leave some gifts for my in-laws."
The city of Guangzhou was already empty.
The remaining people who hadn't had time to evacuate were arranged to take the waterway.
No one spoke.
No one caused trouble. No one cut in line.
Except for the ignorant babies, no one cried.
The young let the old.
The healthy should give way to the weak.
The men let the women.
People just silently boarded the ships in turn. It seemed that in an instant, Guangzhou had become a dead mute. The world was black and white.
The people were orderly and almost mechanical.
Even if the vast majority of the civilians had left the city and were evacuated by the free army, the remaining population of Guangzhou still couldn't be arranged in a short time.
"Quick! Quick! "
Even if the people were very cooperative, the sound of explosions and shouts of killing still began to be faintly heard. The battlefield had probably already entered Guangzhou City.
At this moment, they suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves, artillery, gunfire, and shouts of charging and breaking through the enemy lines. Tiny. Boom, boom, boom. The sound of explosions, accompanied by the smell of smoke, was extremely close.
The shops, houses, and churches not far from the port were all in a sea of fire.
The flowers in Guangzhou City that people liked to accompany morning tea were all licked by the tongues of fire and were all scorched black.
This Freedom City with a strange aura, where the old and new coexisted, billowed with thick smoke and disappeared in the soaring flames.
Half of the sky was illuminated red by the flames.
However, in the soaring flames, the imperial army, which seemed to be close at hand, didn't chase after them for a long time. The people finally all boarded the ships.
Only one big ship was left that hadn't set off. It was left for the remaining free army.
The deck of the ship that had already left the port was full of old people and children.
They looked at the soaring flames and seemed to have finally recovered from their numbness. They all agreed that the remaining free army was unfortunate and cried bitterly.
The officer who stayed behind suddenly felt something. He looked up and saw the tired team in the distance. Thousands of people went and thousands of people came back. They seemed to be unharmed.
The leader was none other than Marshal Lin!
He was overjoyed and chased after them. Lin Ruoshan gestured, "Everyone left?"
"The ship has set off! There's another ship on standby! "The officer reported excitedly.
"Everyone, follow me to board the ship immediately!" Lin Ruoshan didn't hesitate.
"Yes! But Marshal, are there any of our people in the fire? "
Lin Ruoshan said casually, "There's no need for that. There are no more of our people. Because we were the ones who set the fire. "
The officer couldn't help but cry out, "What, we set the fire?"
However, he didn't have time to ask more. When they retreated all the way to the port, Lin Ruoshan arranged for the free army soldiers to go into battle lightly and prepare to board the ship.
At this moment, before the Free Army soldiers could board the ship, they heard people choking on their breaths in the thick black smoke. The sound of horse hooves, the sound of fighting, and even the sound of cannons charging over. Through the black smoke and flames, a flag could be vaguely seen. It was different from the red flag of the Free Army. It was the flag of the imperial army with a dragon embroidered on it.
The people in front were choked to death by the black smoke and burned to death by the fire. The people behind scattered sand and water, as if they didn't care about the lives of the soldiers at all. They drove groups of soldiers to step over the corpses of their comrades in front and continue to press forward. A large number of corpses of the imperial soldiers were left in the fire.
Those vague figures seemed to be endless. They seemed to have poured out from every corner of Guangzhou and pressed forward step by step. They surrounded the port where the free army was at like an iron bucket with a small hole missing.
"Surrender!"
"Surrender!"
There were people shouting in unison over there.
The horses gradually gave way to a middle-aged knight on a horse with an extremely gloomy expression. He wore a big red cloak that was half burnt.
Facing the empty Guangzhou that had turned into ruins, facing the burning flames that soared into the sky, facing the endless enemies, there wasn't a trace of surprise on the faces of the free army soldiers, nor was there a trace of panic.
There was only decisiveness — it wasn't the decisiveness of facing a desperate situation, but a decisiveness that had long been expected.
Lin Ruoshan even revealed a trace of a smile.
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