coobybook Chapter 254: Burning the Granary
Chapter 254: Burning the Granary
A few people drove the cattle and sheep around the city and got a clear picture of the city's defenses.
"Sir, I have gone around the four city gates, east, west, south, and north. There are less than a hundred guards at each gate. The north gate is particularly poorly guarded, with only a dozen or so."
"After we find the young lady and the Marquis of Zhenbei, we can break out from the north gate."
"Also, the city's granary is located right next to the government office, and the garrison there rotates three times a day."
"The refugees from Daqi are all gathered in a refugee camp in the east of the city."
Everyone dispersed for the whole afternoon, and after figuring out the situation, they came back to report.
At this moment, they gathered in a broken courtyard.
This dilapidated courtyard looks like the house of a luxurious family. Spring Festival couplets are still pasted on the gate of the courtyard, and a few broken red lanterns are hung on the corridor that was not burned down. Traces of the Spring Festival can be seen everywhere.
But everything came to an abrupt end.
The charred, ruined walls and desolation form a sharp contrast with these broken spring couplets and lanterns.
"I think the Beimang people have already determined that the border city is their territory. It is also a dilapidated city, so there are so few guards."
"We can take this opportunity to kill them by surprise!"
"Alright!" Su Zhe raised his hand, his eyes filled with grief, anger, and hatred. "Once we find the young lady, we'll take action. These Beimang dogs have been killing the people of Daqi. Killing them a million times wouldn't be excessive."
After saying that, he waved his hand and everyone gathered together to discuss a specific action plan.
……
Late at night.
The howling north wind blew on my face, like a knife cutting back and forth, making my cheeks hurt.
But at this moment, Song Ci did not feel the cold or pain at all. Her eyes were red and the grief and hatred in her heart were like a raging fire, burning her internal organs.
She had been lying in the haystack beside the city gate for the entire day. She had been hiding in the haystack all day, staring through the cracks at the broken flagpole on the city gate tower.
Hanging on the flagpole was the body of Marquis Zhenbei.
During the day, countless hawks swooped down and tried to peck at his flesh.
But he had been hanging there for over a month. Where was the flesh left? Only bones and tattered armor. Even Song Ci recognized him only by the scraps of cloth and armor covering the bones.
This was the dress she made for her father before he went north.
She was not good at needlework, and her stitches were a mess. The auspicious cloud pattern on the hem was even worse, and the left sleeve was an inch longer than the right. But her father was very happy and said happily:
"My Ci'er has finally grown up after getting married and knows how to love Daddy. This is the best and most comfortable piece of clothing Daddy has ever worn, bar none."
At this moment, the indigo dress had become only strips of cloth, hanging on the skeleton. Who knows how long it had been hanging on the city wall, and who knows how many times it had been pecked by the hawks and falcons that Beimang dogs kept!
"Jili Gulu! Jili Gulu! Hahahaha!"
The Beimang defenders at the city gate drank from their waists, talked about something happy, and laughed heartily. As the night deepened and the wind grew stronger, they hugged their wine jugs and went to sleep in the sheltered area.
I've been waiting all day, and now it's time.
Song Ci crawled out of the haystack, swaying his body and began to climb up the city wall.
Although the city wall is high, it is damaged everywhere, so it is easy to find a place to stay.
After Song Ci finally climbed to the top of the city wall, he slowly untied the rope on the flagpole.
"father!"
Looking at the bones in his arms, Song Ci was already crying.
"Dad! They say you're collaborating with the enemy and betraying your country, selling out the border town and 100,000 soldiers and civilians there. I don't believe it! I know Dad is a man of steel and wouldn't do such a thing."
"Dad, I'll take you home!"
Song Ci took off her cloak, collected the remains of the Marquis of Zhenbei and put them on her back. Just as she was about to return through the gap in the city wall, she suddenly heard footsteps behind her and the gibberish shouts of the Beimang soldiers.
A patrolling team of Beimang soldiers happened to appear on the city wall.
"Beimang Dog! You came just in time!"
Song Ci drew out the long sword from his waist with a bang.
I will avenge my father today!
"kill!"
……
"Prince! There's movement at the city gate."
The subordinate who was on guard at the door rushed in and interrupted Su Zhe and the others' discussion. He kicked the charcoal-drawn plan on the ground, got up from the ground, and blurted out without thinking:
“It’s Ah Ci!”
Rushing into the street, I saw a group of Beimang soldiers rushing towards the South City Gate.
The enemy is strong and we are weak. Su Zhe quickly calmed down and turned around and said:
"There's a change of plan. The five of you go burn the granary. The bigger the noise, the better. We won't have time to rescue the refugees. We'll figure out a solution later. Meet at the South Gate when you're done."
"Order!"
Watching the figures of the few people disappear in the night, Su Zhe said to the remaining five people around him:
"Let's go and save the young lady."
……
Song Ci fought more and more bravely on the city wall. He stabbed, chopped, swept and thrusted with his sword, killing countless Beimang soldiers.
She was already blood-thirsty.
Standing on the land beneath her feet, she could imagine how bravely her father fought against the Beimang army.
Even if I get hurt, even if I die!
Don't even take a step back!
My father guarded the border town and the territory of Daqi with his life. Even after his death, he was hung on the city wall for public display, exposed to the wind and sun, and eaten by hawks and falcons.
The dead cannot rest in peace, and the soul cannot be at peace!
Even so, he was still slandered as a traitor!
why!
why?
unfair!
"Beimang dogs! I will kill you all to avenge my father!"
Song Ci roared in the cold wind.
Another group of Beimang soldiers came, and the huge group of people instantly blocked Song Ci on the city wall.
At this moment, she had no way to retreat and no hope of breaking through.
Song Ci protected the remains of Marquis Zhenbei and looked at everything in front of him in despair.
At this time, the Beimang people on the opposite side also stopped fighting. From behind them came a man who looked like a small leader. He spoke in a stiff Chinese accent and sneered:
"Zhenbei Hou is your father?"
"Bah! You are not worthy to mention my father!"
"Miss Song, although the Marquis of Zhenbei defended the border town for fifteen days, causing our Beimang army to suffer heavy losses after a long siege, we all respect him as a man of steel! Although swords are merciless on the battlefield, Miss Song, we did not kill the Marquis of Zhenbei! It was not us who hung his body here for public display! You have taken revenge on the wrong person!"
"Nonsense! If you're not us, then are you one of us? Beimang dogs, you slaughtered civilians, burned, killed, looted, and committed all sorts of atrocities, yet in the end you flatter yourself and sow discord. Shameless!"
Song Ci was so angry that his whole body was shaking.
"Miss Song, I just respect the Zhenbei Marquis as a man, so I want to make his daughter a ghost. Since you don't believe it, there is nothing more to say."
The man raised his hand and waved, and the guards on both sides roared and rushed forward to kill him.
Song Ci was instantly surrounded.
At this moment, a Beimang soldier hurried up and whispered something in the leader's ear, pointing in a certain direction in the city.
The direction pointed was exactly where the government granary was.
At this moment, a raging fire had already broken out, and the sounds of firefighting and fighting could be heard faintly.