These officers and soldiers jumped off the barricade, unable to stand firm for a moment. Qiu Yi's soldiers seized the opportunity and killed them mercilessly when they showed a slight flaw. They died in an instant.
Seeing that they could not succeed for a while, the officers of the army could not spread out their formations to take advantage of the large number of people due to the close formation of their opponents, so they could only continue to add more troops to the barricades as if to add fuel and jealousy.
After several rounds of fighting, the barricades were filled with corpses. Qiu Yizhi and others could not hold on, so they could only retreat step by step into the cells, holding on to prevent the officers and soldiers from moving forward.
The officers and soldiers were also unable to clean up the corpses and wounded all over the floor, and the passage to the cell was very narrow, so they had no choice but to go in one by one and fight. But facing Qiu Yi's wolf-like tiger-like soldiers single-handedly would be tantamount to suicide and would only increase casualties in vain.
After the officers and generals outside the cell knew the situation, they knew how to work around it. They hurriedly prepared a few pig iron spears about one foot long, and after a lot of effort, they transported them into the barricade and selected a few brave and powerful ones. The soldiers rushed into the cell passage with their spears in hand, hoping to use their length advantage to break through the opponent's defense line.
Qiu Yizhi saw that the officers and soldiers were unkind, so he quickly handed the sword from the Western Regions to Zhao Chengxiao.
Zhao Chengxiao understood the idea, took the knife, ducked to avoid the sharp thrusts of several spears, raised the knife and slashed at the spears. This precious sword from the Western Regions cuts iron like clay. How can a few ordinary spears withstand its sharp edge? Only a few crisp metal collision sounds were heard, and the spears were cut into two pieces and fell to the ground - the good spears turned into several rolling pins about a foot long.
Seeing that their opponents had no support, Qiu Yi's soldiers stepped forward with a loud shout. Before their opponents could turn around and run away, they cut each of them into two pieces.
The officers and soldiers had no other choice but to add more troops to the cell passage in vain, intending to consume the physical strength and patience of Qiu Yizhi and others before seeking another opportunity.
Qiu Yizhi also saw the plan of the officers and soldiers. With the strong martial arts skills of his own soldiers and the advantage of the terrain, every six people took turns to fight at the front, while the rest rested, ate and drank, and conserved their strength for long-term fighting.
Despite this, the officers and soldiers still couldn't take any advantage, and their morale was getting lower and lower. Many soldiers just came in and saw the murderous appearance of their opponents and the corpses scattered on the ground. They didn't even have the courage to go forward and fight. He turned around and ran away from the door. There were also some quick-thinking ones who, fearing punishment from the officers outside, ruthlessly slashed their legs and hands with a knife, pretended to be injured, and retreated.
In this way, the battle raged from morning to afternoon, then from afternoon to night, and finally subsided.
Nearly a hundred corpses of officers and soldiers were lying scattered in the cell. There were also twenty or thirty wounded officers and soldiers who were unable to move, half sitting and half lying on the ground, groaning. The blood all over the ground had been baked by the remaining warmth of the ground, and had gradually solidified, turning black, and exuding a fishy smell that choked people's nostrils.
Seeing this tragic situation, Qiu Yizhi couldn't help but feel a little soft-hearted, so he called Zhao Chengxiao and others to protect his own safety, carefully chose a gap on the ground, slowly walked out of the cell, and said to the officer commanding outside: " We are all men of the Han Dynasty. It will be useless to continue fighting today. Why don’t we stop here and fight again tomorrow?”
When the officer in command saw Qiu Yizhi coming out of the cell, he didn't answer, so he shouted loudly: "The culprit is here! Everyone, catch him quickly, Master Yin will be rewarded heavily!"
The "Iron-headed Jiao" who was guarding Qiu Yizhi heard this, and a surge of anger suddenly surged into his heart. He slammed his bald forehead towards the officer's chest, immediately breaking seven or eight of his ribs, and a stream of blood immediately flowed out. Squirted out of his mouth.
The "Iron-Headed Jiao" succeeded in one blow without holding back at all. He used his sharp blade to cut open the officer's stomach with his backhand. The officer's steaming intestines immediately flowed to the floor. However, he hadn't died yet, so he collapsed to the ground, holding the intestines in his hands and stuffing them into his stomach, wailing incessantly.
Several military doctors nearby saw it and quickly took out needles and threads. They didn't care about the officer's howling and twitching like a pig, and stitched up his wounds on the spot. After the wound was sutured, the officer fainted from the pain and was carried out of the barricade like a dead pig.
Jiangnan Dao officers and soldiers have been sparse in battle formations for a long time, and have never seen such a bloody scene. Several timid soldiers were so frightened that they vomited and had diarrhea.
When Qiu Yi first entered the battlefield, he was only ten years old. He was frightened when he saw the scene of blood and flesh flying on the battlefield. However, after more than ten years of fighting, he has been able to deal with it calmly. He was cold and cold. He glanced at the enemy troops and repeated what he said just now: "We are all men of the Han Dynasty. It will be useless to continue fighting this battle today. Why don't we stop here and fight again tomorrow?"
Seeing that no one agreed, he glanced at the enemy troops again, pointed at an officer wearing the uniform of General Qian, and said: "You have the highest official position here, what do you say?"
Mr. Qian was stunned by Qiu Yizhi's question. It took him a long time to react and stammered: "Little... little person is in a humble position and has a small position... to do... can't be the master..."
Qiu Yizhi said: "You don't need to make the decision. There are dozens of injured brothers in the cell now who need treatment, and countless corpses that need to be buried. You can send a few brothers in to clean up now, and we will never stop you!"
Qiu Yizhi's arrangement was very reasonable, but Mr. Qian still didn't dare to take responsibility and said: "Little... little man... I really don't dare to be independent..."
Qiu Yizhi had exhausted her patience due to his cowardly and cowardly temperament, and was not polite to him. She said half-teachingly: "Then you immediately find someone who can make the decision. On the battlefield, everything is changing rapidly, and there is no room for it. It’s up to you to waste the opportunity like this!”
Qiu Yizhi served as the head coach several times during last year's rebellion, and he has gradually developed an awe-inspiring aura.
Mr. Qian was impressed by Qiu Yizhi's heroic spirit and was so frightened that he trembled a little. Without telling his men to do anything, he climbed out of the barricade himself and went back to ask for instructions from his superiors.
Not long after, Mr. Qian brought an officer over to check the color of the school uniform. The officer knew some politeness, and gave Qiu Yizhi a military salute and said, "Mr. Li Qian has already told me what you said. Since you have such loving heart, I hope you can keep your promise." When waiting for transportation, do not cover up from behind. "
Qiu Yizhi nodded and said, "That's natural." After that, he led several of his guards back slowly into the cell.
The inspector did not dare to be careless. He pointed and called twenty or thirty strong soldiers, still holding weapons, and slowly followed them into the cell.
Qiu Yizhi naturally kept his word. After seeing the officers and soldiers carry out all the dead and wounded comrades, he followed him out of the cell and came to the barricade.
When the inspector saw Qiu Yi's promise, he couldn't help but be a little moved, and said: "Sir, your heart is so benevolent and righteous, it is really rare in the world. Although the general and the master are rivals, they are deeply admired. If there is a fate in the future, I will definitely meet you." Let’s have a drink together…”
Before he finished speaking, he heard a shout from behind: "What are you talking about? He is a prisoner of the imperial court, a rebel, and you want to have fun and drink with him? You want to be a rebel too? You don't want to die either. ?"
This voice was very familiar to Qiu Yizhi. Looking up, he saw Yin Chengliang, the governor of Jiangnan Province, climbing up the barricade step by step with the support of several servants, and scolded the inspector with an angry face.
Although the inspector was somewhat heroic, he did not dare to disobey Shangfeng. After being scolded by Yin Chengliang, he immediately shrunk in size, stood on the spot with his waist bowed, and hesitantly argued: "Master Yin, I It seems that Mr. Qiu also has good intentions..."
"Fart!" Yin Chengliang no longer cared about politeness and blurted out dirty words, "Did you tell me if he has good intentions? Shut up!"
Qiu Yizhi also felt that Yin Chengliang's words were too harsh, so he smoothed things over and said, "Master Yin, the court will decide whether I am a good person and have good intentions. It's just that these officers and soldiers are seriously injured. If they are not treated early, , lest there is anything wrong with it, please carry it down and hand it over to the military doctor first!"
Unexpectedly, Yin Chengliang glanced at the dozens of wounded people lying on the ground struggling, and said coldly: "These are defeated generals. Since they have failed, they should commit suicide. This is a truth that all Japanese pirates know, and they still want me." Teach? I don’t think Mr. Qiu needs to be kind, just let them fend for themselves..."
Before Yin Chengliang finished speaking, Qiu Yi felt a surge of anger aroused in his belly. He took a step forward and said, "Master Yin, you are also a Jinshi, a disciple of a saint, and a disciple of the emperor, but you have such a heart of stone! Saint! The book begins with the words, "A benevolent person is a human being." Yasheng also opens the book with a clear statement: "A benevolent person is a loving person." People like you who regard life as a piece of grass have really read all the sages' classics into the dog's belly. The saint would be extremely ashamed if he knew that after a thousand years there would be a so-called disciple like you!”
Qiu Yizhi scolded Yin Chengliang vigorously and fiercely, and then scolded Yin Chengliang until he was embarrassed. He said incoherently: "Okay, considering your sharp tongue, I..."
Qiu Yi's righteous intention was still not finished. He grabbed the topic and continued to curse: "You have the nerve to call yourself an 'official'? I have taught Emperor Taizu more than once during my pilgrimage, saying that 'officials are for people, not for people.'" You can't be an official. A lawless and unjust person like you can't even be called a human being. Why should you be a parent who sets an example for all people?"
The more he scolded, the more excited he became. Regardless of the muscles on Yin Chengliang's face that kept twitching, he continued to scold: "You lead the military and political affairs of Jiangnan Road, and you are the master of this group of soldiers. When you make a pilgrimage, Uehara is the prince who leads the troops to fight. Repeatedly I reiterate that you must love your soldiers as your own. Aren’t you afraid of chilling the heart of your Majesty if you are so ruthless?”
After Qiu Yizhi finished this big article, he immediately felt that the depression in his heart had been vented, and he was extremely happy.
Yin Chengliang was not in such a good mood as Qiu Yizhi, and his face was so red that he was almost bleeding. He was about to order his soldiers to swarm Qiu Yizhi, a brat who spoke freely, and kill him. However, he looked at the strange expressions on the faces of the soldiers around him, fearing that a mutiny would be triggered as Qiu Yi said.
In desperation, Yin Chengliang had no choice but to laugh ferociously: "Hmph, just wait, I will spare you one more day!" After saying that, with the help of everyone, he staggered through the barricades, and he didn't know where he went. .
Seeing that the chief officer had no objections, the officers and soldiers slowly carried out the bodies of their injured comrades and fallen soldiers. The rest of the soldiers also had no intention of fighting and slowly withdrew from the barricade.
This difficult day was finally over. After Qiu Yizhi exchanged a few words with Zhao Chengxiao, he also returned to the cell.
His nostrils were already familiar with the mixed smell of rot and fishy smell in the cell, and the fatigue all over his body replaced the remaining disgust. He no longer had the time to care about the harsh environment in the cell, so he randomly looked for a piece of slightly clean straw. , sleep with your clothes on.
Just when Qiu Yizhi closed his eyes with endless fatigue, he heard layman Miaozhen calling from deep in the cell: "Master Qiu, I have something to say to you..." (To be continued)