Jinju held the two black cloaks in front of her with great difficulty.
"Ma'am, which one should you choose?" she asked.
Not to mention that there was no difference between the two black cloaks, it seemed a bit ridiculous to ask a blind woman this question, but the woman did not laugh. She stretched out her hand and pinched the two cloaks seriously.
"Let's take this." She shook the cloak in Jinju's right hand, "It's thick and light, so it's suitable for traveling."
Jinju threw the other one down with a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, there is a lady."
"Don't bring too much baggage. If there is no news in ten days, send the baggage again." Li Minglou came out from the other side and told Zhong Wu.
In response to Zhongwu's call, Jin Jue hugged her cloak and called out "Miss."
Li Minglou stopped and looked at the girl's red eyes.
"I'm not taking you there because I'm afraid you'll hold me back." She thought for a while and said, "It's because we can't live without you here."
Jin Jue sniffed and nodded: "I will take good care of Madam. Don't worry, Miss."
She stepped forward, unfolded the cloak, and tied it on Li Minglou carefully.
Li Minglou looked at the woman standing in the hall again: "There is a rebellion by the rebel army, the state capital is trapped, and the people are in trouble. I want to go and have a look. You wait here for me to come back." After a pause, "If I don't come back,
, someone will send you to see Ya'er."
The woman smiled and nodded as always: "Okay."
Not sure whether he understood or not, Jin Jue lowered his head and wiped his tears.
Li Minglou didn't care. He took the woman's hand and shook it: "Then I'll go."
The woman clapped her hand in her palm and said in a soft and steady voice: "Quie'er, don't be afraid, go ahead."
Li Minglou smiled at her, although her face was hidden behind a veil and the blind woman could not see it.
Li Minglou stepped out of the hall, followed by Zhong Wu, and Fang Er outside the door raised his black umbrella.
Jin Jue supported the woman and followed her a few steps, watching Li Minglou walk out of the inner house.
The chief clerk led the county government officials to wait, and no longer tried to dissuade her. Who could stop what this woman decided to do.
I saw Mrs. Wu, who always rode in a car, riding to the city gate. She was wrapped in a thick cloak. The man on the horse following closely held an umbrella, but he had a few more weapons. Then he saw the solemn expressions of the chief clerk and other officials.
With expressions, the people finally believed that the news was true.
"Young madam, you can't go."
"Too dangerous."
"Young Madam, what will we do if you leave?"
Some people were worried about the danger ahead of the young lady's trip, and some were worried about the unsafe road behind her. Cries and shouts flooded towards Li Minglou.
Li Minglou did not respond. Surrounded by officials, he came to the assembled formation.
Compared to the people who were frightened and uneasy, the soldiers looked surprised and excited. This was their first long-distance attack and facing the surging rebels, and a woman, the young lady, was actually traveling with them.
The young lady is not afraid, so what is there to be afraid of as a man?
Yuan Ji urged his horse to the front of the formation and announced loudly: "Dou County, Zhenwu Army, 3,100 generals, are waiting to go out."
The chief clerk took the wine prepared by an official and brought it to Li Minglou: "Young Madam, please."
"Sir, I will leave Dou County to you." Li Minglou looked at the main register and then at the officials following him, "I will leave it to you."
The chief clerk nodded, and the officials also nodded. Zhang Xiaoqian, who was behind, clenched the knife in his hand and straightened his back.
Li Minglou took the wine glass, lifted the corner of his veil and drank it all in one gulp, then looked at the people on both sides with the empty wine glass.
"I have no worries about the rear, and I will leave it to you fellow villagers," she said loudly.
The official's explanation just now mentioned how important other cities are to Dou County's safety, and how important Dou County's stability is to the expedition. At this time, hearing Li Minglou's words was worth a thousand words, no matter how frightened it was.
The incomprehensible cry suddenly turned into excitement.
"Don't worry, Madam!" shouted the crowd, "Soldiers, don't worry!"
The shouts became louder and louder, and everyone waved their hands desperately.
Li Minglou put down his wine glass, and the soldiers unfolded a large flag with the words "Zhenwu Army" flying in the wind.
"Go to war." Li Minglou said.
The assembled military formations shouted like thunder: "Go to war!"
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The spring in March is warm, and the flowers in Gwangju City are not blooming. There are cries and howls everywhere, fireworks are flying, and women and children hiding behind their homes are hugging each other tightly. Whether they are rich or poor, facing death is a common fear.
The old city wall stands even more mottled, like a veteran general, declaring its pride to the world and hoping to give some strength to the officers and soldiers standing on it.
Just looking at the piles of corpses under the city gate, everyone looked dull and confused.
The official robes of the governor of Gwangju were already dirty, and he muttered in a state of embarrassment: "These corpses are blocking the city gate."
Chang Shi choked up on the side: "Sir, I really don't care about whether it is an eyesore now."
The prefect jumped up: "Is this a matter of viewing? These corpses are piled so high, they can use them as ladders to climb up immediately."
"My lord, be careful."
Along with the prefect's shouts, the guards on both sides also shouted and threw him down, and then Chang Shi screamed.
With a bang, a stone bullet hit the city wall, passing over the prefect and Chang Shi who fell down. A crater suddenly appeared on the ground of the city wall.
Before it was too late for the prefect to scream again, there were intensive footsteps and shouts outside the city gate, and the soldiers resting sluggishly on the city wall also picked up their crossbows again.
A new round of siege and defense began again.
But could he hold on this time? The prefect was lying on the ground without getting up, his sleeves wet with tears. How could he die without pain?
"The eldest son's army is coming!"
"Open the city gate and surrender!"
Accompanied by the dense rain of stones, bullets and arrows, there were also chaotic roars. The roars were more terrifying than the weapons.
These exhausted soldiers and horses are only a small part of them. Huainan Road is wandering with Ande Zhong's army, as well as the Dao Wei army that has surrendered...
Can they hold the city? And what's the point of doing so?
"If the city is destroyed, you will die. Look at the corpses filling up the moat." Zhu Tong shouted with a sword in his hand, "The rebels are cruel and only use violence to show off their violence. Anyone who resists will be killed by them, and they will be sent to the front as prisoners.
If you try to block arrows, fill trenches, or use yourself as a ladder, you will die. Even if you die in battle, you cannot surrender. There is still hope of survival in the battle. We have already invited reinforcements!"
"Are there any reinforcements? The observation envoy has surrendered." A soldier murmured.
"The observation envoy surrendered, half of the Huainan Road Guards surrendered, Huainan Road and Dou County, and there are also guards who are not Huainan Road Guards." Zhu Tong shouted, no longer looking behind him, because there was a wave of soldiers stepping on them.
The corpse set up a ladder and climbed up the city wall. He raised his sword and slashed down with a roar, "We have reinforcements!"
The soldiers who had just climbed up the city wall were hit by him and fell down screaming. Zhu Tong looked at the soldiers swarming under the city wall like ants.
The general standing not far outside the city gate also watched this scene. Compared to Zhu Tong's despair, his expression was one of joy.
They pretended to be bandits and turned into skirmishers and stayed in Xuanwu Road for so long. They originally had some credit for the military rebellion, but in the end the result was not that Governor An got his wish, but that they benefited a little bastard named Wu Ya'er. The Governor was angry and they
He was too dejected and did not dare to show his merit.
Now the opportunity has finally come.
"Take the city of Guangzhou Prefecture!" he shouted, pointing his sword forward, "This is our first achievement dedicated to the eldest son!"