Chapter 79 Chapter Seventy-Nine
He Lingyun sneered, and threw the general order on the ground.General Zhao looked down at the document, cupped his fists and said, "General, the Privy Council wants us to abandon the defense and hand over Weicheng. When will we..."
"The Privy Council? What kind of Privy Council?" He Lingyun stared at General Zhao with gloomy eyes, which made him extremely embarrassed.
General Zhao Shen muttered in embarrassment: "In fact, I have been guarding for so long, thinking of the people in the city..."
"Hmph, we don't want the emperor to do it now!" After mocking He Lingyun, he still couldn't let go of his hatred. He was so angry that he threw all the things on the case on the ground, clenched his fists and said, "Damn... this kind of false edict will be destroyed. No! Weicheng must keep going."
"However, we have been defending for days, and the supplies in the city are scarce, and the army of swallow thieves will soon turn back from the south," General Zhao insisted.
"Since our breath is exhausted, why are you and I still alive as officials of the imperial court?" He Lingyun leaned on the main seat, resting his head on the back of the chair and sneered lazily, "I have already said, continue to defend the city until the last soldier One pawn."
"Yes... the last general takes orders." General Zhao Shen could only suppress his emotions, bowed his head and left with the crowd.
After the people left, He Lingyun still sat still, his brows were tightly frowned.He couldn't help being worried—the spies sent out privately had no news. He only knew that his family members were captured after the fall of the capital, but he didn't know their specific whereabouts.If his family was going north with Yan Jun being detained, he was especially worried that his mother's violent temper would cause her trouble.
Gongshu Lingbao hid outside the door and watched He Lingyun secretly, his mood was messed up by his melancholy expression.She ran away without saying a word, and climbed up the tower amidst the greetings of the soldiers, staring at the desolate and dilapidated scenery outside the city.
Isn't the country already destroyed, what's the point of defending the city?Why Ling Yun still refuses to leave, she can take him far away, as long as he agrees... Ling Bao glanced contemptuously at the Yan army camped around Weicheng, thinking that they are more hateful than summer locusts.
"This small group of people also want to trap me, Miss Ben?" Lingbao stuck out his tongue forcefully, but his heart sank suddenly in the next moment—it wasn't Yan Jun trapping her, so what trapped her?She wanted to leave early tomorrow... Ling Yun, Ling Yun... Since when has he been so inseparable from him, now is not the time to be stubborn, she can only admit it honestly.
When he was concentrating on suppressing the enemy; when he forced her to wear armor fiercely; when his father passed away and was sad and weak; when he was excited at the new style of weapons; when he kissed her... With all her heart devoted, she had to keep her eyes wide open and look carefully at every side of him. She still couldn't study it thoroughly, so she wished she could conjure up countless avatars. Every time she was half-tired, she couldn't help but show off with great fanfare every time.
She really likes him more and more!
What to do, what to do?Ling Yun was so sad when General He passed away, he would never leave with her.Lingbao took out the treasured magnolia flower from his bosom, frowned slightly, and sighed at it.Hey, how difficult it is to be a human being and always take into account such and such emotions!
But she can't go back to the days when there was a blank sheet of paper...
Dark clouds are pressing down on the city to destroy it. The Yan army returning from the south rushed towards Weicheng like a black tide.The flames of war that hastily ignited were more fierce than ever before, He Lingyun rushed to the top of the city, seeing the huge number of people at first, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. Such a scene was originally his nightmare, but now he is really stepping on the top of the wall, he must not lose - and he will never lose!The expression on his face was extremely cruel, but he seemed to have a hint of a smile on his face. He Lingyun raised his voice to the crowd and shouted: "All prepare for the battle, defend Weicheng to the death!" Among all the responses, only Gongshu Lingbao's face was pale. She stood in the crowd and looked at He Lingyun, with a look of panic in her dark eyes.He Lingyun saw Lingbao in a hurry, and squeezed through the crowd to come to her. His meteor-like eyes fixed on her firmly, and he hardened his concern into his eyes so that she would not see him. He just ordered: "If you can't stand it, get down!" Hiding in the city, otherwise it will get in my way." "No," Lingbao shook his head, his voice trembling slightly, "Look, I have put on my helmet, and I will definitely stay in the city to help you, otherwise what if the bed crossbow breaks down..." He Lingyun could no longer stay by her side, and after telling her to be careful, he turned around and continued to command the battle.Lingbao looked at his back, closed his pitiful eyes suddenly, then shook his head desperately, waving away the haze in his heart: "Oh, what are you worrying about, if you are afraid of being caught, let's help him win the battle! " After yelling indiscriminately, I raised my head again and felt much more comfortable.Lingbao laughed with satisfaction, and started running and shouting on the tower.Sometimes she helped the bed crossbowman calibrate the target, and sometimes she personally put the fireball she invented into the leather nest of the trebuchet, and directed the soldiers to pull the rope to throw the fireball into the enemy camp. The battle lasted for a long, long time, and at the end Lingbao couldn't remember exactly how many mouthfuls of dry food she ate. Her ears were so shaken by the sound of stone cannons that she couldn't distinguish the sound. She just felt that the whole world was buzzing and vibrating slightly .In such a trance, she was still running. Soldiers kept falling beside her. The Yan soldiers outside the city never retreated, and kept rushing up. The whole city of Wei was like the sweet dumplings she used to tease ants when she was six years old. , was constantly attacked and bitten by ants-like waves of black soldiers. Dawn and dusk have long been indistinguishable, but I only remember that the iron fire bed used to burn the Yan soldiers who attacked the city was always red, and it was continuously lowered from the top of the city.People's faces were also indistinguishable, everyone's face was covered with a thick layer of black dust, Lingbao knew that he was also blurred like everyone else, except that his eyes could occasionally turn mechanically. Only He Lingyun, the unique red tassel on his helmet can still be recognized by her, which always reassures her, knowing that he is safe and sound, and is still fighting. The crenels of the city wall were smashed to pieces, and the stone cannons thrown up by the Yan thief with a trebuchet could be vaguely identified as stone tablets in the cemetery outside the city.Lingbao tripped over these broken steles, she snorted in pain, got up clutching her ankles, and noticed that there were faint words on the stele at her feet, so she reached out and wiped it—the word "He's" jumped into her eyes, Her heart ached and she couldn't help curling up, the stomach cramps made her whimper intermittently. At this time, a hand reached out to pat her on the back, Lingbao raised his head and found that it was He Lingyun.He frowned and looked at her and asked, "What's wrong?" "Stomach pain." Lingbao choked up. He Lingyun glanced at the stone tablet at her feet, looked at her tear-stained face, and said calmly: "You are hungry. Go to the city." Lingbao was about to refuse, but He Lingyun had no time to take care of her, and hurried back to the crenel to continue fighting.She stared blankly at his back, and after a while she quietly stood up and mingled with the soldiers. The war lasted for too long, forcing both sides to the point where they ran out of ammunition and food. The Yan army outside the city directly pulled out the tombstones as stone cannons, while the wooden houses in the city had already been demolished and burned.The molten iron glowed red in the furnace, and the molten iron was poured down the city wall, killing countless Yan soldiers, but they still couldn't catch the Yan army's offensive. A large amount of wood has been continuously sent to the city. The beams, stairs, fences...recording the prosperity of Weicheng in the past, are now all turned into green smoke under the furnace.At this moment, when the confrontation between the attacker and the defender was at its fiercest, He Lingyun and his men joined forces to smash the enemy's ladder to the city with a crash car. His eyes were red, and he shouted like crazy: "Molten iron, quickly pour the molten iron!" However, there was a shrill scream from the stove: "No—don't—" The molten iron was not brought up for a long time, and seeing the enemy set up a lift under the city tower, He Lingyun roared, threw off the crashing car and rushed to the stove.Beside the stove was Gongshu Lingbao, she stopped two soldiers, her cry was dragged into tears: "Don't—this is my wooden bird, you can't burn it!" It turned out that when searching for wood in the city, the soldiers found the wooden bird hidden in Lingbao's secret treasure. Everyone didn't recognize this treasure, and it was only transported as wood.The soldiers knew the Lingbao, so they had no choice but to stop. However, the wooden bird was huge and required two soldiers to move it. It could not easily turn around on the city wall, and even with it, the soldiers carrying wood behind were unable to move forward. The worst thing to avoid when burning molten iron is the lack of firepower. Seeing that a furnace of molten iron is about to solidify, and the soldiers delivering the wood are still dawdling, He Lingyun suddenly became angry: "What are you doing still standing there?! Burn it up!" "No—" Lingbao screamed and rushed forward, grabbing the wooden bird, "This is the wooden bird my father left me!" Yan Bing's wolf-like roar sounded behind his ears, and He Lingyun also rushed up, grabbed Lingbao, shook and pulled her away from the stove: "Quick!" The huge wooden bird was split open, the furnace flames blazed high, and the molten iron rolled over again... Lingbao struggled frantically and shouted: "You can't burn it—" "Are you crazy?! Yan Bing attacked and killed everyone, which is more important?!" "You're crazy, I hate you, I hate you—" Lingbao cried hoarsely, scratching and spitting, "This is what my father left me..." He Lingyun gritted his teeth and didn't look at her. He waited until the molten iron was finally melted. He threw away the Lingbao and rushed forward to pick up a fire iron box. Regardless of his hands being burned, he scooped up the molten iron and poured it out of the city.Gongshu Lingbao fell limply to the ground, watching He Lingyun's fuzzy movements through tears, and the frantic crying and cursing finally stopped.For a moment, she was overwhelmed by helplessness and despair on the tower, and her exhausted body collapsed on her back, and she could only mumble and choke before fainting: "Daddy... Lingbao is wrong..."
When she opened her eyes again, Ling Yun was not by her side, and although Gongshu Lingbao's dark eyeballs were disappointed, they still turned around absent-mindedly.Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a smiling strange man sitting beside her, Lingbao was startled, and hurriedly turned her face: "Who are you?" It wasn't until he spoke that he realized that he was powerless. "Sorry, I can't say that." The man smiled. Lingbao looked at him carefully, his appearance was so ordinary that he couldn't be seen in the crowd, and now he was alone in front of her, she was sure that she would forget him as soon as she turned her face.It's not as good as Ling Yun at all, anyway, she doesn't care to know him: "The battle is over?" "The fight is over," the smiling man said with a simple and honest face, and after thinking about it, he added, "How can I enter the city if I don't finish the fight?" He was really funny, and the man was very pleased with his wit. Lingbao didn't realize it, and continued to ask: "How long have I been asleep?" "When did the girl fall asleep?" Hey, he is really getting more and more humorous. "I don't know... probably before the battle is over." Lingbao replied sullenly, his mood continued to be depressed. "Well, according to my guess, the girl should have slept for two days." The man smiled and said smartly, "General He slept for a day." "Is he still sleeping?" Ling Bao struggled to sit up, and worried about Ling Yun again in disappointment. "No, he's awake, he should be on the tower now," the smiling man added humorously, "Probably he's still digesting the news I sent him." "What news?" Lingbao asked curiously. "Oh, his relatives went north with the Yan army in the sixth and seventh batches of captives. At present, his mother and fiancée have committed suicide because of unbearable torture." The man replied with a smile. "Can you still laugh at sending this news?" Lingbao was so shocked that he forgot his emotions, but was so angry that he rushed forward to tear his mouth open. "Please, who will ask me for good news? Do you want me to never smile for the rest of my life?" The man avoided, pinching his smiling face. Gongshu Lingbao gave him a blank look, and suddenly realized something was wrong: "Why are you by my side?" "Ah, I'm not accompanying you," the man continued to smile, "It's just that I didn't run out with him after I sent General He a message." So he has been with her since he woke up?Hearing this, Lingbao couldn't hold back any longer, and ran out crookedly to look for Lingyun. The man looked at Lingbao's back, and his smile deepened: "Ah, it seems that he still can't join the army. It's terrible that his taste has deteriorated. He was obviously very discerning when he was in Yunnan..." After the war, the city wall was ruined, Lingbao climbed up the tower, and found Lingyun easily.He was sitting on a crenel, looking at the battlefield in the setting sun outside the city, lost in thought.Ling Bao timidly approached his lonely back slowly, and when he was a few steps away from him, Ling Yun detected him sensitively.Lingbao trembled in fright, silently staring at He Lingyun's quiet eyes, not knowing how to respond.He didn't cry or make a fuss, how could she comfort him? Seeing Lingbao's embarrassed face, He Lingyun didn't speak up. He turned his face away and continued to look into the distance. When he felt Lingbao approaching him, he said silently: "When my parents were around, I thought they were harsh and nasty. Nah, I always like to spend time outside...now I regret it..." He spoke sadly, and touched Lingbao's own mind, making her unable to hold on for a moment, and burst into tears: "You...I...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..." Her sad appearance made He Lingyun's heart soften, and he finally had the courage to apologize to her: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have burned the wooden bird your father left you, I must have been crazy at the time..." Lingbao cried so hard that he couldn't speak, he could only shake his head desperately.He Lingyun looked sideways at her crying, stretched out a hand, and gently pressed the tears from her little face with the bandage wrapped around her hand: "Don't cry..." Otherwise... otherwise the sand will blow into his eyes again...
Dark clouds are pressing down on the city to destroy it. The Yan army returning from the south rushed towards Weicheng like a black tide.The flames of war that hastily ignited were more fierce than ever before, He Lingyun rushed to the top of the city, seeing the huge number of people at first, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. Such a scene was originally his nightmare, but now he is really stepping on the top of the wall, he must not lose - and he will never lose!The expression on his face was extremely cruel, but he seemed to have a hint of a smile on his face. He Lingyun raised his voice to the crowd and shouted: "All prepare for the battle, defend Weicheng to the death!" Among all the responses, only Gongshu Lingbao's face was pale. She stood in the crowd and looked at He Lingyun, with a look of panic in her dark eyes.He Lingyun saw Lingbao in a hurry, and squeezed through the crowd to come to her. His meteor-like eyes fixed on her firmly, and he hardened his concern into his eyes so that she would not see him. He just ordered: "If you can't stand it, get down!" Hiding in the city, otherwise it will get in my way." "No," Lingbao shook his head, his voice trembling slightly, "Look, I have put on my helmet, and I will definitely stay in the city to help you, otherwise what if the bed crossbow breaks down..." He Lingyun could no longer stay by her side, and after telling her to be careful, he turned around and continued to command the battle.Lingbao looked at his back, closed his pitiful eyes suddenly, then shook his head desperately, waving away the haze in his heart: "Oh, what are you worrying about, if you are afraid of being caught, let's help him win the battle! " After yelling indiscriminately, I raised my head again and felt much more comfortable.Lingbao laughed with satisfaction, and started running and shouting on the tower.Sometimes she helped the bed crossbowman calibrate the target, and sometimes she personally put the fireball she invented into the leather nest of the trebuchet, and directed the soldiers to pull the rope to throw the fireball into the enemy camp. The battle lasted for a long, long time, and at the end Lingbao couldn't remember exactly how many mouthfuls of dry food she ate. Her ears were so shaken by the sound of stone cannons that she couldn't distinguish the sound. She just felt that the whole world was buzzing and vibrating slightly .In such a trance, she was still running. Soldiers kept falling beside her. The Yan soldiers outside the city never retreated, and kept rushing up. The whole city of Wei was like the sweet dumplings she used to tease ants when she was six years old. , was constantly attacked and bitten by ants-like waves of black soldiers. Dawn and dusk have long been indistinguishable, but I only remember that the iron fire bed used to burn the Yan soldiers who attacked the city was always red, and it was continuously lowered from the top of the city.People's faces were also indistinguishable, everyone's face was covered with a thick layer of black dust, Lingbao knew that he was also blurred like everyone else, except that his eyes could occasionally turn mechanically. Only He Lingyun, the unique red tassel on his helmet can still be recognized by her, which always reassures her, knowing that he is safe and sound, and is still fighting. The crenels of the city wall were smashed to pieces, and the stone cannons thrown up by the Yan thief with a trebuchet could be vaguely identified as stone tablets in the cemetery outside the city.Lingbao tripped over these broken steles, she snorted in pain, got up clutching her ankles, and noticed that there were faint words on the stele at her feet, so she reached out and wiped it—the word "He's" jumped into her eyes, Her heart ached and she couldn't help curling up, the stomach cramps made her whimper intermittently. At this time, a hand reached out to pat her on the back, Lingbao raised his head and found that it was He Lingyun.He frowned and looked at her and asked, "What's wrong?" "Stomach pain." Lingbao choked up. He Lingyun glanced at the stone tablet at her feet, looked at her tear-stained face, and said calmly: "You are hungry. Go to the city." Lingbao was about to refuse, but He Lingyun had no time to take care of her, and hurried back to the crenel to continue fighting.She stared blankly at his back, and after a while she quietly stood up and mingled with the soldiers. The war lasted for too long, forcing both sides to the point where they ran out of ammunition and food. The Yan army outside the city directly pulled out the tombstones as stone cannons, while the wooden houses in the city had already been demolished and burned.The molten iron glowed red in the furnace, and the molten iron was poured down the city wall, killing countless Yan soldiers, but they still couldn't catch the Yan army's offensive. A large amount of wood has been continuously sent to the city. The beams, stairs, fences...recording the prosperity of Weicheng in the past, are now all turned into green smoke under the furnace.At this moment, when the confrontation between the attacker and the defender was at its fiercest, He Lingyun and his men joined forces to smash the enemy's ladder to the city with a crash car. His eyes were red, and he shouted like crazy: "Molten iron, quickly pour the molten iron!" However, there was a shrill scream from the stove: "No—don't—" The molten iron was not brought up for a long time, and seeing the enemy set up a lift under the city tower, He Lingyun roared, threw off the crashing car and rushed to the stove.Beside the stove was Gongshu Lingbao, she stopped two soldiers, her cry was dragged into tears: "Don't—this is my wooden bird, you can't burn it!" It turned out that when searching for wood in the city, the soldiers found the wooden bird hidden in Lingbao's secret treasure. Everyone didn't recognize this treasure, and it was only transported as wood.The soldiers knew the Lingbao, so they had no choice but to stop. However, the wooden bird was huge and required two soldiers to move it. It could not easily turn around on the city wall, and even with it, the soldiers carrying wood behind were unable to move forward. The worst thing to avoid when burning molten iron is the lack of firepower. Seeing that a furnace of molten iron is about to solidify, and the soldiers delivering the wood are still dawdling, He Lingyun suddenly became angry: "What are you doing still standing there?! Burn it up!" "No—" Lingbao screamed and rushed forward, grabbing the wooden bird, "This is the wooden bird my father left me!" Yan Bing's wolf-like roar sounded behind his ears, and He Lingyun also rushed up, grabbed Lingbao, shook and pulled her away from the stove: "Quick!" The huge wooden bird was split open, the furnace flames blazed high, and the molten iron rolled over again... Lingbao struggled frantically and shouted: "You can't burn it—" "Are you crazy?! Yan Bing attacked and killed everyone, which is more important?!" "You're crazy, I hate you, I hate you—" Lingbao cried hoarsely, scratching and spitting, "This is what my father left me..." He Lingyun gritted his teeth and didn't look at her. He waited until the molten iron was finally melted. He threw away the Lingbao and rushed forward to pick up a fire iron box. Regardless of his hands being burned, he scooped up the molten iron and poured it out of the city.Gongshu Lingbao fell limply to the ground, watching He Lingyun's fuzzy movements through tears, and the frantic crying and cursing finally stopped.For a moment, she was overwhelmed by helplessness and despair on the tower, and her exhausted body collapsed on her back, and she could only mumble and choke before fainting: "Daddy... Lingbao is wrong..."
When she opened her eyes again, Ling Yun was not by her side, and although Gongshu Lingbao's dark eyeballs were disappointed, they still turned around absent-mindedly.Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a smiling strange man sitting beside her, Lingbao was startled, and hurriedly turned her face: "Who are you?" It wasn't until he spoke that he realized that he was powerless. "Sorry, I can't say that." The man smiled. Lingbao looked at him carefully, his appearance was so ordinary that he couldn't be seen in the crowd, and now he was alone in front of her, she was sure that she would forget him as soon as she turned her face.It's not as good as Ling Yun at all, anyway, she doesn't care to know him: "The battle is over?" "The fight is over," the smiling man said with a simple and honest face, and after thinking about it, he added, "How can I enter the city if I don't finish the fight?" He was really funny, and the man was very pleased with his wit. Lingbao didn't realize it, and continued to ask: "How long have I been asleep?" "When did the girl fall asleep?" Hey, he is really getting more and more humorous. "I don't know... probably before the battle is over." Lingbao replied sullenly, his mood continued to be depressed. "Well, according to my guess, the girl should have slept for two days." The man smiled and said smartly, "General He slept for a day." "Is he still sleeping?" Ling Bao struggled to sit up, and worried about Ling Yun again in disappointment. "No, he's awake, he should be on the tower now," the smiling man added humorously, "Probably he's still digesting the news I sent him." "What news?" Lingbao asked curiously. "Oh, his relatives went north with the Yan army in the sixth and seventh batches of captives. At present, his mother and fiancée have committed suicide because of unbearable torture." The man replied with a smile. "Can you still laugh at sending this news?" Lingbao was so shocked that he forgot his emotions, but was so angry that he rushed forward to tear his mouth open. "Please, who will ask me for good news? Do you want me to never smile for the rest of my life?" The man avoided, pinching his smiling face. Gongshu Lingbao gave him a blank look, and suddenly realized something was wrong: "Why are you by my side?" "Ah, I'm not accompanying you," the man continued to smile, "It's just that I didn't run out with him after I sent General He a message." So he has been with her since he woke up?Hearing this, Lingbao couldn't hold back any longer, and ran out crookedly to look for Lingyun. The man looked at Lingbao's back, and his smile deepened: "Ah, it seems that he still can't join the army. It's terrible that his taste has deteriorated. He was obviously very discerning when he was in Yunnan..." After the war, the city wall was ruined, Lingbao climbed up the tower, and found Lingyun easily.He was sitting on a crenel, looking at the battlefield in the setting sun outside the city, lost in thought.Ling Bao timidly approached his lonely back slowly, and when he was a few steps away from him, Ling Yun detected him sensitively.Lingbao trembled in fright, silently staring at He Lingyun's quiet eyes, not knowing how to respond.He didn't cry or make a fuss, how could she comfort him? Seeing Lingbao's embarrassed face, He Lingyun didn't speak up. He turned his face away and continued to look into the distance. When he felt Lingbao approaching him, he said silently: "When my parents were around, I thought they were harsh and nasty. Nah, I always like to spend time outside...now I regret it..." He spoke sadly, and touched Lingbao's own mind, making her unable to hold on for a moment, and burst into tears: "You...I...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..." Her sad appearance made He Lingyun's heart soften, and he finally had the courage to apologize to her: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have burned the wooden bird your father left you, I must have been crazy at the time..." Lingbao cried so hard that he couldn't speak, he could only shake his head desperately.He Lingyun looked sideways at her crying, stretched out a hand, and gently pressed the tears from her little face with the bandage wrapped around her hand: "Don't cry..." Otherwise... otherwise the sand will blow into his eyes again...