First Minister of Ming Dynasty

　　 Li Xincai was wearing the blood-stained battle jacket of his elder brother, and his whole body couldn't help trembling... He was scared. The two brothers born to a mother, Li Xincai and his eldest brother Li Xinshan, were completely two extremes.

　　 The eldest brother has been naughty since he was a child, and when he was a little older, he would fight and do anything. On the contrary, Li Xincai was honest, and followed his father's buttocks all day, raising horses and carts, and helping people traffic in goods.

　　 Li Xincai can endure hardships, is diligent, and serves horses best, with shiny coat. When it comes to the two boys of the Li family, everyone has to give a thumbs up.

　　 When he talked about the boss Li Xinshan, he shook his head all the time, and even looked down on his parents.

　　 Just over a year ago, Father Li told his second son that he would have enough money for this trip, so he would give him a wife first, and his elder brother would stare at him.

　　 Li Xincai is quite happy, but who knows that this time his father died, he died in Yuan Bing's hands.

They were transporting goods and were intercepted by the soldiers on the road. When they saw the cloth on the cart, the soldiers would **** it. The father went to argue, but was beaten by the soldiers, and then not only the cloth, but also the carriage was snatched away. Up.

　　 The old man vomited blood and died that night.

　　 Li Xincai returned home with his father's body on his back, facing his dead father, he could do nothing but cry.

　　 And it is rare for the elder brother Li Xinshan to go home, but he knocked a few heads in front of the old man's coffin, didn't even shed any tears, turned around and left.

　　 The neighbors said he was not filial, but who knew it was only a few days later that everyone knew the news. Li Xinshan had taken refuge in the Red Scarf, and he wanted revenge!

　　 From then on, Li Xinshan fought bravely, and he treated Yuan soldiers with no mercy every time he warned. Until this time, he killed five Tartars and drained his blood. He didn't shrink from fear to death.

　　Today, who would doubt Li Xinshan's courage and filial piety?

　　 This street guy who is not favored by his parents, used his courage to prove what a real man is!

"Your father was killed by Yuan Danzi, your eldest brother died in the battle, you still have a younger sister, and your mother... If you are greedy for life and fear of death, let Danzi come in and behead us all!" Li The mother held her son, cried bitterly, and beat him in the chest with her fist.

　　 "A dumb thing, you only hide behind your father since you were young, you can't help it!"

　　 The mother's scolding bitterly made Li Xincai's face flushed. He used to be a good son in the eyes of his parents. In a blink of an eye, he became rubbish?

　　 Li Xincai blushed and turned from fear to confusion. What is right?

　　 "Little brother, do you want to hear us say something?"

Zhu Chongba stretched out his hand and patted Li Xincai on the shoulder, and then said earnestly: "We were also tenants in Haozhou. Ten years ago, the drought and plague made our family ruined. Regardless of the people's life and death, the imperial court forced the big guys. The bones are broken and dedicated to them!"

"If you can survive, who wants to rebel with their heads on their heads. Now they are besieging Haozhou, they will kill the big guy. At this time, who dares to come out, kill Danzi, protect the folks, no matter what he has done before, he will They are heroes, they are all good guys! You are wondering, is this the reason?"

　　 Li Xincai was stunned for a while, and after thinking about it, he seemed to understand, "Then, then I have to join the army! Revenge my eldest brother!"

　　 Zhu Zhong Bayi waved his hand, "Don't be busy, let's ask you, who else is at home?"

　　 "Yes, only my mother, my sister, and me are left." Li Xincai's voice became smaller and smaller, and his head lowered.

Zhu Chongba sighed: "That's it. You have only one man in your family now. You have joined the army. What should you do with your mother and sister? Let's not say no, go home and cook well. After thinking carefully, you are willing to join the army and come and look for it. we."

　　 The old woman didn't agree yet, and wanted her second son to join the army.

　　Zhu Chongba smiled and said: "We are also a sea of ​​blood and deep hatred, but we can't leave the living people alone...we fight to protect our relatives and the elders of our hometown?"

The old woman opened her mouth, and finally nodded, with tears in her mouth, she told her second son to carry her eldest son back home... Zhang Ximeng kept watching. These words were not what he taught Lao Zhu. It turns out that Zhu Chongba had many problems. Go, really stand up, think about it clearly.

　　 With regard to his last words, many people nodded involuntarily.

well said!

　　 is right!

　　 The exhausted soldiers rallied, and among the crowd, some young and strong were also full of thoughts. At this juncture, joining the army might not be a way out.

　　 Zhu Gongzi is sympathetic to the people and understands the righteousness. He is really a good leader.

　　 At this moment, a big man was squeezed out from the crowd.

　　 "Zhu Gongzi, my name is Fei Ju, there is no shortage of people who inherit incense in my family, please accept me!"

　　 This Fei Ju is tall and muscular, and he looks like a warrior.

　　 Zhu Zhongba is overjoyed. At this time, many people stood up and shouted: "Zhu Gongzi, you are so good. The big guys will convince you. Let us follow you!"

　　 The crowd was noisy and enthusiastic. It seemed that there were no less than a hundred people.

　　 Zhu Chongba is also a little bit unstoppable. Who doesn't know the benefits of military power, but the problem is that he is just a nine-comer. Should he take the initiative to be promoted to centurion without the general's permission?

　　 Zhu Chongba looked at Zhang Ximeng as if asking for help, then Zhang Ximeng ran over with a smile.

　　 "Benevolence, when the army is employing people, the folks need to say nothing about their minds. But fighting is not a casual thing, so they are temporarily incorporated into the civilian husbands, and they are equipped with weapons, thinking that they will be supplemented."

　　 Zhang Ximeng spoke reasonable and reasonable and couldn't fault it, but Lao Zhu understood it. This is to expand his influence in the name of a civilian husband!

　　 This little gentleman, he is not very big, he has a horrible idea.

　　 "Well, little sir, here is your literacy and hyphenation, you can register for them!"

　　 Zhang Ximeng nodded quickly, and Le Diandian responded.

　　 It's finally time for him to show off his talents. He, the first person under Lao Zhu, can only rise and show his status after the newcomers join.

　　 Zhang Ximeng is happy, Zhu Zhong is happy, but Jia Lu outside the city is sad, and can't cry anymore.

　　……

　　 Count the losses over the past few days. Not counting the miscellaneous soldiers, the number of impaired court elites alone has exceeded 3,000. Especially in the return to the artillery decisive battle, the gunners and armored soldiers, the number of dead people totaled more than two thousand, and many of them were burned by the fire. The skin on their bodies was eroded and difficult to heal.

　　 The fate of these people is more uncomfortable than the immediate death of the battle. Most of them will have erosions, suppuration and running water, and alive and pains.

　　 Such a loss has already shaken the heart of the army, and the original soldiers are unable to attack the city.

　　 You must know that today's Yuan soldiers are not decades ago, let alone Genghis Khan's men, the Mongolian cavalry who swept the world. They are greedy for life and fear of death, they like to enjoy, and if they are not satisfied, they will get emotional.

　　 If Jia Lu's prestige is not high enough, Yue Ge Cha'er is also willing to give his full support, and the army has long been chaotic.

　　 "The only solution for the present is to build a fortress and besiege Haozhou. It takes time with them." Jia Lusi thought.

　　 Yue Ge Cha'er nodded and echoed: "What the old man said is that siege is nothing more than quick victory and long-term trapping. Since the culprits in the city are treacherous and stubborn, they will besiege and trap them alive!"

　　 They both mean the same thing, but Cheri Buhua shook his head slightly.

"Master Jia, we add up to hundreds of thousands of people. Every day people eat horses and chew, and the food and grass consumed is not a small amount... There is not much food around Haozhou, and there is no way to stop us from moving forward. It will definitely urge us. If you can’t take down Haozhou, I’m afraid I’ll be blamed!”

　　 Yue Ge Cha'er was unwilling to listen, "You are now afraid of the court to blame, then why the Red Scarf thief has just risen, why don't you dare to recapture Haozhou?"

　　 In one sentence, what can I say without a word? However, he was not convinced in his heart. This month, Gecha'er, the court asked you to supervise Jialu, but you vented your nostril with Jialu, and the court was completely blinded. It was better to give me the position!

　　 The commander of the Yuan army quietly diverged.

Jia Lu sighed slightly and took the initiative to take the responsibility, "It is the old man who underestimated the Red Scarf thief. Now the bus of Lu is destroyed, and the return of the gun has also suffered heavy losses. He wants to rebuild, but lacks the key materials, even if there is not much kerosene left. And allow the old man to think of a way to see how to break the enemy."

　　 The two Mongolian generals left, only Jialu was left, and he couldn't help sighing slightly.

　　 is like this, is it your fault?

　　 When the Mongolian army marched westward, it used thirty return artillery to blast through the city. Also once in Champa, with three hundred return shots, a big victory.

　　 Why did he fail so badly?

　　 It’s been a long time since Haozhou could not be breached. Just the villains in the middle of the court could let themselves drink a pot...Could it be true that many days were on the Red Scarf’s side?

　　 Jia Lu was flustered for no reason. There seemed to be a sound in his ears. Jia Lu couldn't hear him clearly. He tried to keep his ears and listened attentively... It seems to be Lu You's "Shier".

　　 His mind suddenly became irritable. A standard scholar-official cherishes feathers and regards fame as more important than life. Even if he dies, he will not forget to restore the Central Plains. This is the state of Lu Fangweng.

　　 Looking back at yourself, working for the Mongols, and then watching the dynasty change?

　　 How would later generations think of themselves at that time?

　　 is the same shameless traitor as Liu Mengyan?

　　 Jia Lu's heart is getting more and more flustered, his heart is anxious, the war is not going well, and he is not young, Jia Lu just feels more and more powerless, unable to sleep at night.

　　 But he couldn't pick up his opponents, he could only fight hard, and personally took a few guards out to investigate the situation in Haozhou, looking for flaws.

　　 Jia Lu circled Haozhou ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ for most of the time, and returned to the most closely guarded Xicheng, which was the direction of Zhu Chongba's defense, and the place where Yuanbing suffered a terrible defeat.

　　 At this moment, the head of Haozhou city is strengthening the city wall and moving supplies... Soldiers and civilians rest against the city wall, and a group of children stand opposite.

　　 "Uncle Tang, let us recite poems for you!"

　　 Tanghe laughed, "Okay, good memorization, we have a reward!" Tanghe really took out a handful of treasures, "Be louder, let the big guys hear it!"

　　 "Good!" Mu Ying quickly agreed. After clearing his throat, he took the lead in reciting: "Heaven and earth have righteousness, mixed with manifolds. The lower part is Heyue, and the upper part is the sun star..."

　　 The children recite together, and the voice once again spread to the outside of the city, following the wind, to Jialu’s ears.

　　 Righteousness song!

　　 In fact, Jia Lu had also read it in his early years, and Wen Tianxiang was a role model for scholars. He also admired it very much, but at this time, the five flavors were mixed, don't be a bit of a taste, unreasonably guilty and fearful.

　　 In addition to the harsh north wind, Jialu could only return to the barracks in a hurry. That night, Jialu felt feverish and dizzy. He didn't want to make trouble, he was afraid of disturbing the military's mind.

　　 But the next morning, Jia Lu was so sick that he couldn't get up. While he was asleep, he seemed to see Prime Minister Wen holding his fetters, glaring at him.

　　 "Shameless dog thief, kneel down!"

　　 Jia Lu quickly shook his head, "I, I am not Song Chen. When I was born, the Southern Song Dynasty had been perished for twenty years... Prime Minister Wen, you die as a god, and you have to be reasonable!"

　　 Wen Tianxiang still sneered disdainfully, "Isn't it for Song Chen, nor for Han Chinese?"

　　 Jia Lu was dumbfounded, yelled, and awakened suddenly, only to find a dream, but the sweat permeated his back, and his body became heavier...