With a pair of red eyes and a snoring sound like a mountain, Chen Ergou walked out of the house where he was the only one left.
There's nothing I can do! I don't know what's going on.
Perhaps it was because yesterday's wind was blowing from that side. The chorus singing on Chubing Mountain last night spread throughout the entire area of the east city of Kaifeng City.
The message could be clearly transmitted to the ears of Chen Ergou, who had been lying in bed and asleep for a while.
After being awakened by the singing in the silent night, he almost didn't sleep all night.
It’s not that after being surrounded by Jin soldiers for two or three months, not even a grain of food could be delivered to the city. Now Kaifeng City has begun to suffer from a serious shortage of food.
Although his job is similar to that of Minzhuang, he can still receive some rice and noodles every day.
However, a small amount of rice and noodles could only keep a man over five feet from starving to death; so that even though he only ate two meals a day, he was very hungry at night.
The key is that after those songs reached his ears, he couldn't help but think of too many things.
For example, when the Western Army was stationed on Qinfeng Road, Xixia was unable to advance even an inch. There was no need to worry about the foreigners attacking Tokyo.
Also, before Jin Bing came, after working as a helper for Butcher Sun's family every day, he would always come back with some worthless things.
After the wife of the family cooked it skillfully, the two of them had full stomachs.
After nightfall, the lady would sew under the oil lamp at home.
Or maybe I was wandering around the night market on Ma Street. Isn’t that what I heard singing from the wine shops and tile houses on both sides?
For a moment, in the midst of such singing, Chen Ergou felt as if he had returned to the good old days before Jin Bing came.
My wife is still alive, and apart from being married for more than a year and not having a child yet, it can be said that I have no regrets.
Thinking of all the above, this man suddenly wrapped himself in a quilt on the bed, curled up like a wild dog, and cried so hard that he burst into tears.
Then, even at about three o'clock in the afternoon, the singing on Cubing Mountain had stopped.
Chen Ergou still didn't sleep all night, so he looked like this this morning...
After arriving behind the east city wall, Chen Ergou was surprised to find that there were many people as sleepy as him; there were only about fifty of them alone, and there were almost sixty people in the city who were seriously dissatisfied.
so.
On any other day, everyone would have had a good laugh with each other.
He was wondering if the wife of the family was so brave that she struggled all night long; or if the young man missed a woman so he slept all night and couldn't sleep the whole night, so he was so sleepy during the day.
But today, after everyone looked at each other, they said nothing, as if they didn't see each other's sleepy appearance.
In the following time, everyone stretched their necks and looked in the direction of Chubing Mountain.
There were even some idle men in the city, a servant from a certain house, or a certain high-ranking official who appeared on the city wall where the officers and soldiers had no morale at all, and everyone was allowed to come and go freely.
When these people came up, regardless of their identities, they crowded together and looked at the Cubing Mountain.
The reason why these people were like this, after Chen Ergou thought about it for a while, he also figured out the reason.
After the news spread, even if everyone knew about the heroes and heroines on Chubing Mountain, they were afraid that they would not survive the day, but they still hoped that God would open their eyes for once.
I hope to see these people continue to show their prowess today and defeat the golden army.
Even if I could sneak away last night, it would be better than all of them dying on it today.
It's a pity that all the above hopes were quickly dashed like a mirror in the mirror; Chen Ergou looked up at the city wall for a while, but he didn't have time to see clearly whether there were any human activities on the Cubing Mountain.
A burst of the golden man's mournful horn horn sound reached everyone's ears.
Then there were no Jin people like insects and ants, densely packed towards the mountain to kill; instead, with a muffled sound of "dong, dong~", stones were thrown out one by one from the stone cannons like the Jin people.
After flying far in the air, it landed on Chubing Mountain.
After seeing such a scene, Chen Ergou immediately turned pale.
At this moment, some of the most terrifying memories emerged in his heart: when the Jin soldiers attacked the city in the past, outside the east wall where he was, the Jin soldiers also lined up dozens or hundreds of these stone cannons.
Every time a cannon was fired, a huge stone was thrown into the city.
As long as it is hit, whether it is the brick wall stacks, the arrow towers and turrets on the city, or some houses in the city, they will all be smashed.
The second son of the Wu family next door was hiding in an arrow tower that day.
After the war, when the masonry was excavated and carried out, there were two teams of about ten people, all of whom had countless broken bones, and they were already dead.
But today, on the top of a small hill like Chubing Mountain, the number of stone cannons used by the Jin soldiers was actually quite small. If those people were still on the mountain, would they still have a way to survive?
For a while, long sighs continued to sound on the east wall.
Many people shook their heads, whispered the words "God has no eyes", and walked down the city wall.
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In Chen Ergou's desperate eyes, Jin Bing faced the small mountain of cooking cakes and used stone cannons to greet them for at least an hour.
After countless carts of stones were thrown at them, everyone on the mountain was probably made of iron and now they would be smashed to pieces by these stone cannons.
At this time, more than a hundred golden soldiers took their swords and lazily walked up the mountain.
If they go up now, they just need to do some easy last-hitting.
However, when these people reached the halfway point of the mountain, they suddenly saw hundreds of men and women standing on the edge of the mountain, as if they were emerging from the ground.
With the sharp arrows and stones in his hands, he pointed at the golden soldiers and greeted them.
In the blink of an eye, those golden soldiers were crying for their fathers and mothers, wishing they had an extra pair of legs, turned around and fled down the mountain.
In the end, only twenty or thirty people managed to escape.
Moments later, the furious General Jin Bing ordered him to be dragged out and his head chopped off on the spot.
In the eyes of Chen Ergou and others, such a scene was probably a bit more enjoyable than drinking a bowl of the legendary ice-cold grape wine in the dog days of summer.
That is to say, I was worried about the brutality of the Jin soldiers and did not cheer on the spot.
However, everyone left on the city wall clenched their fists tightly, their faces were red, and their hearts were indescribably happy.
But they soon realized that the joy in front of them was nothing. The grandfathers on Chubing Mountain still had magic tricks that they could not use.
In the following time, hundreds of golden soldiers, driven by an angry general, rushed toward the mountain regardless of life or death.
One or two hundred people were killed or injured, and they were about to rush to the top of the mountain.
Suddenly, a bolt of thunder fell from the sky and struck a group of golden soldiers heavily.
Suddenly, amidst the flying dust and loud noise, the group of golden soldiers were either knocked down to the ground, or their entire bodies were sent flying.
In the blink of an eye, all the remaining Jin soldiers fled down the mountain desperately.
The general and his bodyguards began to kill him like crazy, but it had no effect at all.
After holding it in for a long time, Chen Ergou, who had veins on his forehead, finally shouted out the words he had been holding in his chest: "God, your eyes have been opened..."
After witnessing the magical tricks of the grandfathers on Chubing Mountain, those golden soldiers seemed to have their backs broken; so much so that they did not move at all for a whole morning.
But this did not hinder it at all. Many residents of the city spontaneously came to the east wall.
Looking at the embarrassment of the Jin soldiers outside the city and the motionless Cubing Mountain, his face was full of excitement.
This situation lasted until the third quarter of the afternoon, when a group of thirty or fifty Jin soldiers got on the raft and secretly moved towards the water side of Chubing Mountain.
Suddenly a voice came from the top of the city, shouting at the top of his lungs: "Grandpas in Chubing Mountain, please be careful, those golden dogs are coming from the water."
After taking three or five breaths, thunderous voices shouted on the east wall:
"Grandpas of Chubing Mountain, please be careful, those golden dogs are coming from the water..."
