"Zhang Xiaoliu, you see clearly. Those people below are your former brothers. Take a good look at them!" After stomping the arrow, Chen Chang helped Zhang Xiaoliu and looked down.
At this time, Zhang Xiaoliu felt really mixed emotions. The scholar named Chen Chang beside him had just spoken to him a lot, some of which he could understand, but most of which he couldn't understand.
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Among those words, the one he remembers most clearly is that as long as he is willing to obey, he can survive, and his companions can also save more lives.
At this time, looking at the boiling water in the big pot, he was even more convinced that what the scholar said was probably correct.
The companions below the city still don’t know that they are going to die.
Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaoliu couldn't help but shudder.
At the same time, below the city, He Deng pointed his sword at the top of Wubao and shouted: "Quickly, put up the ladder and kill!"
The thieves in front have already crossed the river. Before that, no arrows were fired from the top of Wubao Castle. Some people have gradually believed what He Dong said before. The enemy really has no arrows.
A person rushing in front suddenly shouted: "Look, on the wall is... it's Zhang Xiaoliu, Zhang Xiaoliu is not dead, he is not dead, he was captured..."
Although Zhang Xiaoliu is a small person, there are many people who know him. When they heard the man's shout, many people subconsciously looked up, and the attacking crowd instantly became restless.
"Huh? Zhang Xiaoliu?"
He Dong, who was watching the battle from behind, saw the people in front suddenly stopped and quickly looked up. Since no arrows were released on the Wubao, his position was also very close to the front and he could clearly see the people standing behind Arrow Stomp.
There are five or six people, including many familiar faces.
One of them is his personal soldier Zhang Xiaoliu.
He Dong was stunned for a moment. Didn’t Zhang Xiaoliu die in the battle when he was attacking the city?
"Boss He, Xiao Liu and the others are not dead. If we attack the city by force, wouldn't those villagers want to kill them to vent their anger?" said a small leader who had been with He Dong for some years.
He Deng was in trouble. Keep fighting, Zhang Xiaoliu and the others will be killed.
As the day dawned, everyone knew that it was him who gave the order, and the crime of forcing the villagers to kill Zhang Xiaoliu and others was probably going to fall on him.
These reckless people are not only tougher than their fists, but also loyal. If they cannot protect the people below, they will not be able to convince the public.
What if the siege was abandoned because of Zhang Xiaoliu and others?
I'm afraid that the big boss won't be able to spare him. Naturally, the big boss won't bear this infamy, so he is the only one.
However, after the Wubao is conquered, the big boss will show his appreciation. With the big boss' support, his prestige will not drop to much.
With a calculation in his mind, He Dong rolled his eyes and cursed viciously at the hesitant thieves in front of him: "Let me attack the city. Zhang Xiaoliu and others have already surrendered. They are stalling for time. Give me
Beat him severely, and the first person to board Wubao will be promoted to leader, given hundreds of money, and a beautiful woman...killed..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the little leader from before shouted: "Chief He, you can't fight, you can't fight, Xiaoliu and the others will die... They are our brothers..."
When he shouted, a few of the people who were about to attack with swords also stopped in unison.
Wang Huan stood on top of Wubao. What happened below was somewhat beyond her expectation. These thieves actually hesitated at the most critical moment of attacking the city.
At this time, the prisoners standing on the city didn't say anything or did anything, they just showed their faces.
The guards and the people, whose faces turned pale with shock, couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief when they saw the thieves stopped moving forward.
He Deng was so anxious that the veins on his forehead popped out, and he cursed: "Wubao is so close, they have no power to fight back. This is nothing more than delaying. If any of you hesitate to move forward, I will kill him!"
The little leader said with a bitter face: "Chief He, you must not do it, you must not do it. Zhang Xiaoliu and others are our brothers, how can you ignore the life and death of your own brothers?"
"Why don't we talk to them? As long as we let our people go, we can promise to let them live after the city is destroyed?"
The little boss's proposal was approved by many people. Such a strong attack would force the people on the city to kill Zhang Xiaoliu and others, which would be a stab in the back.
Another person said: "The big leader is an unparalleled hero and has a great sense of justice. He will definitely not agree to a forceful attack."
He Deng became anxious and cursed: "That's nonsense! Are you going to help me or not?"
Although the little leader had been following him for a long time, he was not his direct descendant, and the people at the front were not very familiar with him. Seeing that there were not many people responding, He Gong turned around and shouted loudly: "Liu Wu, take you with me
People come up!"
Liu Wu was his direct descendant, and was originally planned to be placed in the second echelon. However, the subordinates in the first echelon could not command, so they had to be temporarily transferred up.
The archers under the city opened their bows and fired arrows toward the city. For a moment, arrows flew across the top of Wubao City.
Most of the guards and minzhuangs crouched down and hid. One of the minzhuangs got nervous and smashed the clay pot in his hand.
Wei Chuanzheng pressed the back of his head tightly against the blue brick and said with a smile: "Okay, here are the arrows for me. After a while, the arrows will stop. Pick up all these arrows!"
Under the cover of bows and arrows, Liu Wu and his men slowly approached holding shields, door panels and other objects.
They have completely entered the shooting range, but there is still no movement on the city.
When some guards in the city saw that the thief had already started to climb up the ladder, they suddenly became anxious and shouted: "Miss, shoot your arrow, otherwise the thief will really come up and kill you!"
Wang Huan bit her lip tightly and subconsciously looked at Chen Chang, who was thirty steps away. From this angle, she could only see his side face. The scholar was very thin, but she found in him the usual features.
See what those scholars rarely have - perseverance and calmness.
His eyes are deep, his lips are often pursed, and he can often control his emotions. Even when soldiers are pressing him, he still looks calm, speaks clearly, and rarely gets excited.
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Wei Chuan's heart was like a blazing fire. He could no longer hold back and shouted: "Guards, aim at the thieves below and shoot them!"
Wang Huan shouted softly: "Wait a minute! Now that the charter has been agreed upon, we must follow the charter and don't act out of emotion!"
These guards had already fully drawn their bows, but after listening to Wang Huan's words, they had to loosen their bows.
"Hahaha..." He Dong's laughter came from the city.
"You see, they have no arrows and no courage. They don't dare to touch Zhang Xiaoliu and others. Hahaha... You guys, please show me clearly. If you dare to touch a hair of our people, I will kill them."
Finish this fortress!"
"Ah..."
With a scream, a person fell from the top of the city!
By coincidence, it hit the hook ladder that had been set up below. The hook ladder broke into three parts in an instant, and the broken wood was scattered on the ground. The four bandits who were on the hook ladder with their knives between their teeth also followed.
He screamed and fell down.
"Stop attacking the city, they will kill us..." Zhang Xiaoliu's shrill wail came from the top of the city.
"Leader He, please save us, we don't want to die..."
"Brothers below the city, don't attack the city again. They have already killed Mao Erlang! Can't you bear to watch all of us being killed?"
Several prisoners headed by Zhang Xiaoliu were shouting on the top of the city. There were many of their fellow villagers, friends, and even relatives below. These bandits felt extremely uncomfortable after hearing this.
If in normal times, they would go down the mountain in groups to plunder, only a few people would die, but now the lives of Zhang Xiaoliu and others seem to be in their hands, and one of their choices will directly determine the fate of Zhang Xiaoliu and others.
Life and death, the pressure in my heart increased several times in an instant.
At this time, He Deng hurriedly waved his hand back, and a bandit immediately pushed an old woman up. He Deng's eyes were cold, and he put the knife on her neck, raised his head and shouted: "Do you think you are the only one with someone in your hands?"
?Open your dog eyes and see, who is this?"
The old woman's dress was shabby and tattered, her hair was gray, and her face was wrinkled. She was so frightened that she was trembling into a ball.
With the hostages in hand, the siege troops temporarily retreated a dozen steps.
He Ding raised his head and continued: "You killed one of my brothers, and today I will kill one of you. Isn't this person the mother of someone among you? Hahaha, you, my son, can you really just watch like this?"
Do you want to leave your mother's blood splattered on the spot?"
The whole city was in solemn silence, watching helplessly as He Deng put the knife on the old woman's neck, but there was nothing they could do.
This old woman must be too late, or even a commoner who doesn't want to follow Wang Huan and others to take refuge in Wubao. He Dong may still have someone like this in his hands.
Chen Chang suddenly felt that he had underestimated these rabble. Unexpectedly, He Deng's reaction was so fast, almost catching him off guard.
"Mom, mother..."
Chen Chang's ears rang with howls, and then a man in his thirties ran over, holding an arrow and looking down.
"Let my mother go, I beg you, let my mother go..." The man heard someone below saying that his mother had been captured by bandits, so he dropped what he was doing and ran up.
At first, some people thought that the old woman was a burden, but He Dong tried his best to overcome the objections. Now the old woman has become useful. He Dong is very happy and proud of his decision at that time.
He shouted triumphantly: "We know that there are not many defenders in the city. Open the door quickly and surrender, and you can still survive. Otherwise, kill this old woman first, and then massacre all the people in your fortress!"
The man who was the son in the city burst into tears, and he knelt down in front of Wang Huan and begged bitterly.
Everyone has a father and mother, and Miss Wang is also in an extremely difficult situation at this time.
Ever since she took the people into this fortress for refuge, she has been under a lot of pressure.
She had never experienced such a dangerous situation in her life. Underneath her calm appearance was an uneasy heart. She didn't know how the situation would develop next, and whether she could survive with only a dozen guards and a hundred guards.
A strong people can defend Wubao.
She bit her lip, holding back the tears that were about to fall from her eyes and the soreness in her throat, not knowing how to answer.
Wei Chuanzheng grabbed the man's front, glared and shouted: "Are you fucking stupid? Do you really believe what the bandit said? Do you really want to trade hundreds of lives in this fort for your mother?"
life?"
Wei Chuanzheng's words were like a barrage of words, but the man just kowtowed and begged to save his mother.
Almost all the people in the city focused their attention on this, and Zhang Xiaoliu, the prisoner, was also a little stunned.
At this moment, the scholar beside him said softly: "Stop looking, it's your turn!"
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