In the seventeenth year of Chongzhen, the snow fell on Meishan and the Ming Dynasty collapsed.
Shi Kefa knelt before the spirit of his deceased wife, wishing to die with him. But another soul came into his mind - Chen Yan, a soldier three hundred years later, with the bloody memory of the ten days in Yangzhou, asked him sternly: If you die, what will happen to the 100,000 people?
It is easy to die, but difficult to save seeds.
He put down the sword of martyrdom for his country and picked up the flag of defending the city. There are no soldiers and no food, the court is jealous, and the Qing cavalry suppresses the country. He used modern tactics to improve firearms, united loyalties, and forged the young and strong refugees into a backbone. On the city wall, fifty improved bird cannons screamed blood, boiling oil was poured on the ladder, and the young man with a red cloth wrapped in a spear shouted to avenge his sister.
This is not a person's rebirth, but a civilization's self-rescue in a desperate situation.
What they guard is not the residual light, but the smoke from cooking in Yangzhou city, the children from being carried on the tip of a spear, and the Han family's clothes from dust.
Knowing that the isolated city will be destroyed, he is still willing to use his bones as a shield.
Jingnanlu - rise again and remember a group of people who refused to kneel down.
Reader comments
After writing these chapters, it was very enjoyable to read, and I feel that the characters are basically established. I wonder if the standard can be maintained in the future [smile]
After looking at it in detail, some details still need to be polished [awkward laughter]
After writing these chapters, it was very enjoyable to read, and I feel that the characters are basically established. I wonder if the standard can be maintained in the future [smile] After looking at it in detail, some details still need to be polished [awkward laughter]