Fifty thousand rebels pressed the territory, and there were only two thousand Qin soldiers left in Xingyang city. Meng Ping had just been fished out of prison, and the marks of the shackles on his body were still there. He took the last crossbowmen of the Lintao tribe to guard the city gate. Fu Ge's hand that pulled the trigger was shaking sorely. When the arrow box was empty, he used the knife. On the day when the city gate exploded, Meng Ping clutched the spear that pierced his chest, turned around and shouted: Get out quickly!
