Chapter 1383: Untouchables in the eyes of the emperor
Amidst the sound of the horns of the Turkic army, a cheer of temporary victory suddenly sounded from the top of the city.
As soon as the Turks retreated to rest, Yuwen Chengdu did not have to worry about it. Officers at all levels below and the prefect of Yanmen County would arrange for people to come up and take care of the wounded soldiers on the city wall.
Several petty officials from Yanmen County ran to the top of the city with the organized people in the city, and used simple stretchers to carry dozens of wounded soldiers who were unlucky enough to be hit by arrows. It was up to them whether they could survive.
of good fortune.
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The defenders of Yanmen City had just sat down to drink water and eat some dry food. Before they had time to rest, another horn sounded from the direction of the Turkic camp outside the city.
Looking up at the Turkic army stirring in the distance, Yuwen Chengdu gritted his teeth and looked depressed, thinking about how strong Shibi Khan's desire was to capture His Majesty the Emperor alive.
Just thinking about this, when Yuwen Chengdu saw the enemy formation on the opposite side clearly, his face suddenly became extremely ugly. Although he knew that invaders had used this trick since ancient times when attacking the city, and Yuwen Chengdu did not value the people as much as Wang Junlin.
, but this time still made Yuwen Chengdu extremely angry.
Groups of Turkic cavalry pressed down the civilians of Yanmen County captured in the past few days and the captured county soldiers from the five counties, and gathered here at Yanmen City.
Looking from the city wall of Yanmen City, a large number of Sui civilians were gathered in front of the Turkic army's formation. From time to time, Turkic cavalry responsible for guarding passed by, waving whips at the crowd and even waving away steel.
The knife brought flesh and blood to the bodies of the men and women in the crowd. Amidst the crying, the black mass was like a huge herd of cattle and sheep.
The staggering old man, the pale-faced child, the woman holding an infant, the young man covered in blood and even the corpses of the dead were mostly held by ropes one by one. Rich businessmen, officials, rebels, and civilians were all hanging around.
In that dark line.
One by one, the ragged men let out low sobbing sounds. Due to the scolding and killing by the Turkic army, not many people dared to cry loudly. Occasionally, one or two were shot to death by a nearby Turkic soldier with an arrow————
- Even so. The large areas of crying still merged into an extremely miserable sound, which spread to the Yanmen City Wall.
The defenders on the city wall could only watch all this silently. Some military officers and soldiers might be passionate about leading troops out of the city to rescue people, but they could not make the decision. In the eyes of the Sui monarchs and ministers who could make the decision, the emperor was now
Your Majesty and these important ministers are in the city. Although these people are innocent, how can they compare to your Majesty and their safety? This is the self-comforting and natural voice of all the civil and military officials in the city and Yang Guang at this time.
On the Turkic army's observation deck, Shibi Khan looked at the situation around him, and then waved his hand.
"Attack," he said.
The Turkic army blew the horn.
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The severe pain seemed to have gradually become numb now, and the cold chill descended on his body, as if he could no longer feel it. When the noisy sound rang out, he was dragged to his feet and squeezed forward.
There was mist in the air, and in the distance was the city wall of Hekou County, and the sound of the Turkic army came from behind.
His name is Feng Zhongming, he is an old scholar from a poor family in Yanmen County. He is forty-one years old. Not long ago, he had a wife and a daughter who was about to get married. Now she is gone.
Feng Zhongming... always felt that everything that happened in front of him seemed to be an illusion. Maybe he would wake up after a while...
Two days ago, a Turkic army stormed into his village and they were captured. He witnessed a group of Turkic soldiers insulting his wife and two daughters, then killing them and interrupting one of his
With one hand, he hit him on the head with a stone.
When he woke up, he was already tied up and led in the team. When his broken right hand was pulled, he felt unspeakable severe pain. He staggered forward, trembling all over, and the only thing flashing in front of his eyes was his wife.
He kept thinking back to that moment when his daughter died, regretting why he didn't find a hoe or a rake, or... There was a kitchen knife not far from him, but he didn't know why he didn't get it. He
I even regretted not following my neighbor across the door, the Orion, to join the rebel army.
In front of him was a woman in her thirties, whose clothes were torn to pieces.
, kept crying.
His severed hand was being pulled, and the pain caused him to keep falling down. The clothes and pants he was wearing were not very good, and the waistband was broken. When the pants fell down, he tripped to the ground. A Turkic soldier came over.
They beat him up, and the team walking back and forth dragged him in the mud. From then on, he didn't even have pants on his lower body, and he was dragged along in the team like that.
It was hard for him to figure out what it meant for a middle-aged man, a scholar, to be pulled down without any pants.
We walked all the way without stopping. Many people in the crowd had their urine and feces in their pants. The stench rose as they walked. There was no food, only when passing by streams.
They were allowed to drink water. After traveling for a day, they were gathered in the Turkic army camp outside Yanmen City. Then this past night, Feng Zhongming was pulled to walk.
Why not join the rebels? It seems that the rebel Turks in the mountains did not fight them, and why didn't they fight with all their strength at that time... He thought in his heart, but everyone was crying, and he had no choice but to move forward.
Those who left seemed to have been killed in the rear, and the voices of the Turkic soldiers became more and more ferocious.
In his hazy vision, Feng Zhongming knew that the Turks were driving them towards Yanmen City. There was His Majesty the Emperor's dragon flag flying on the city wall. There were densely packed officers and soldiers, and Feng Zhongming thought that His Majesty might send troops down to rescue them. But in his heart,
A certain understanding and fear are getting deeper and deeper - in this case, how can the dog emperor save untouchables like himself?
The force of the pull made him stagger forward a few steps. The voices of the Turkic soldiers got closer and closer. Then someone passed by him and cut off the rope with a knife. But it was also those Turkic soldiers. They were mixed in with the crowd and headed towards the city wall.
He raised his bow and arrow.
Among the noisy sounds, someone shouted from behind: "Go! Run! If you don't run, you will die!" Occasionally, there were screams.
The rope that tied Feng Zhongming's arms was still there, but it no longer connected the people in front and behind. However, Feng Zhongming was still pushed and squeezed forward. The person in front of him was already crouching with a bow and arrow.
At this moment, Feng Zhongming finally had the courage to move forward. He wanted to bite the Turkic soldier with all his strength...