ps: I found a seedling of the Warring States period "Qin Emperor Ziying" is not bad, you can click on the collection, so that the author can write, the second one will be in the evening

Outside Kong Yu's mansion, Zhu Qing's family soldiers totaled three or four thousand people, and they surrounded the streets and alleys. Unfortunately, there are many nearby alleys and houses, so they couldn't swarm up, so they could attack against the wall. There are only one or two thousand people.

The Kong clan did not participate in the monarchy turmoil, and their strength was still there. It was not comparable to the soldiers of the Qing clan who had fought for several days and nights. Therefore, they did not dare to underestimate the enemy. , Although they all failed, they still frightened Zhu Qing's soldiers to retreat again and again.

"No bow is allowed within forty steps!"

Inside the wall, Zi Lu stopped those diners who couldn't hold back their arrows. They didn't have many arrows, and the sights would inevitably drop in the dark. If they were consuming so indiscriminately, it was still a question whether they could last until dawn.

Looking at the situation outside, Zilu knew that the attack was about to start, so he turned around and said to the crowd, "Is the water boiling?"

Until now, Kong's diners have all been sitting on the ground on standby. Although the noise from the outside has made everyone unable to relax, as long as there is Zilu, they have the backbone. As for the ministers, concubines, women and children who cannot fight, the task is to carry bricks and stones, or set up kettles to boil water by the wall, so that these people have something to do, which is better than running around in panic.

There was nothing Zilu could do either. The Kong family was not always known for being a strong soldier. He could only use everything that could be used to help the lord keep the night.

Not only are they busy, but after a stalemate for half an hour, the people outside finally prepared the wooden ladders, door panels and other equipment, and after lining up for a while, they rushed over shouting!

The archers lined up in two rows, shooting arrows into the Confucius Mansion, while the people in front of them held the door panels to form a wooden wall, and they held the door panels and walked quickly to the wall that was no more than ten feet high, blocking the arrows shot from above. Get on the wooden ladder and start climbing.

"prick!"

Under Zilu's order, all the long poles in the Kong family's treasury were equipped with the diners and soldiers: spears, geese, halberds, long berylliums, even pitchforks, wooden rakes...

These long-handled weapons poked back all the enemies who dared to emerge from the wall. As for those who dared to jump down, Zilu naturally took the diners and killed them with a short sword.

About an hour later, there were already a pile of corpses on both sides of the wall, but the people outside were still attacking continuously. They were many and could be rotated. But Zilu's side is short of manpower, and they are constantly attrition, all of them are injured and out of breath.

"When will it be dawn?" When the enemy's offensive slowed down, I don't know who called, because Zilu had promised that if he persisted until dawn, there would be a turning point.

"It's almost time..." Zilu glanced at the faint morning light in the sky, this long night was about to end, but after dawn it was the end of the day or whether they were rescued, in fact, he didn't know.

"South, south, someone has entered the room!" At this moment, someone in the yard suddenly shouted.

Zilu had people put torches all over the yard. Although it was not concealed, the enemy could not be concealed either. Zilu could clearly see that there were more than a dozen people on the roof next to the street, and they were stretching their bows. Take an arrow and shoot down at the Confucius House.

More than a dozen arrows roared in, and for a while, the diners in the yard were in a hurry, and two or three unlucky ghosts were shot and lay on the ground screaming loudly.

"Shoot them down!" Zilu didn't panic, took the bow, drew the arrow, and killed one person with one arrow. Then he shot down the two of them in succession, and the hearts of the people in the yard immediately stabilized, and they cheered for Zilu.

His archery was passed down from the Master. Although he was not as successful as his younger brother, Yan Gao, he was outstanding among the courtiers.

But the Confucius Mansion, which was not originally designed for defense, was full of loopholes. They had just solved the problem in the south, but there was a problem in the east.

"The stakes are here, those who lean against the wall hold tight!" Suddenly everyone heard the loud warning from the people standing on the piers.

Outside the wall, the soldiers of Zhu Qing's family, who had already killed their red eyes, lined up in two columns. The two rows of people were holding a thick wooden pillar and beam, shouting and rushing up, slamming into the wall!

The high wall of the mansion suddenly shook violently, the whole yard trembled violently, the auspicious beast on the roof shook, and even fell and hit people.

After the collision, the soldiers of Zhuqing's family took a dozen steps back holding the wooden pillar, and then went up again. Zilu and others were about to stand up to shoot, but the people outside climbed up the roof across the street, and dozens of arrows shot in. They couldn't hold their heads up.

The violent collisions occurred again and again, but the people inside were unable to stop them. After about a dozen times, they found in horror that the wall was cracked, and a gap was spreading...

Although the high walls on the four sides of the Confucius Mansion are made of bricks and tiles, which are stronger than ordinary rammed earth walls, they are not built for defense, but they are nothing more than fortresses. In front of the big tree held by dozens of people, it is a little stronger than the paper-pasted one. If you hit it again, the high wall in the east will be broken.

The catastrophe was approaching, and Kong Yu's mansion had been turned into a pot of porridge. There were not only **** Fang Gang eating Hakka soldiers in the mansion, but also many women, children, officials and concubines, and they all shouted.

"I can't fight anymore!"

"Let the lord surrender!"

"Quickly donate the prince!"

Cries, shouts and scoldings rang out for a while.

However, Kong Yu's character seems to be soft, but in fact he is very insistent on his own opinions. Otherwise, he would not have lost his ruling position because he did not cater to Weihou.

Until the last moment, I'm afraid he won't give in.

Everyone was panicking, but Zilu remained silent, and those who ate his food did not avoid it. He was already prepared.

The Master once said that people with lofty ideals and benevolent people do not seek life to harm benevolence, but kill living beings to achieve benevolence. It's not bad to die for the sake of righteousness.

Wearing a crown of martial arts and heavy armor, he stood in front of the wall that was about to burst. The long sword in his hand was full of blood, but the blade was slightly curled. After all, it had been cut into the bones countless times tonight.

"Old man...you are the only one who will accompany me to the end." Zilu lowered his head and smiled. He couldn't help thinking of the first time he met the Master.

At that time, he was a well-known young chivalrous boy in his hometown. He wore a hat decorated with rooster tail feathers to show his majesty, and a long sword decorated with boar bristles to show his invincibility.

But Confucius didn't take it seriously. Under his nine-foot body, there was an astonishing power, which was inherited from his father, who could hold up the city gate. After subduing Zi Lu with one hand, he asked him with a smile, "How's the kid?"

Zilu remembered that he was young and competitive at that time, and he lost the strength competition, so he pulled out the sword from his waist and stuck his neck, "I like a long sword!" The long-winded big man pierced through, so that he could no longer talk nonsense to himself.

Confucius laughed: "The swordsman is a small way. With your ability, if you add a love of learning, you will not be limited to a ranger in the future."

Although Zilu came from a humble background, he was proud of himself. He said arrogantly: "I heard that there is a kind of bamboo in Nanshan. Yibing, why waste time studying? What can you learn if you study?"

Confucius smiled and said, "Otherwise, if you can attach feathers to the tail of a bamboo arrow, and then sharpen the arrow, wouldn't it be possible to shoot deeper and farther? , stubbornly."

Zilu was convinced, and bowed down to show that he was taught.

"Wow!" ~lightnovelpub.net~ Zilu's memories were interrupted. Two big holes had been knocked out in the high wall on the east side. Through the two holes, you could clearly see the sunlight outside, and Countless hideous faces...

"Master..." Zi Lu opened his eyes.

"I have studied with you for 20 years. In addition to being brave, I have also learned that benevolence loves people, trust is not deceitful, and loyalty is indifferent. It is a studious gentleman who is 'comprehensive and feathery, and stubborn'. Is it?"

"It's a pity that I only lack the wisdom to cherish my body and avoid danger. After all, I can't become a general who commands thousands of troops."

He laughed mockingly at himself, wiped the morning dew on his beard, straightened his crown, and tightened the tassel. This was added to him by the master solemnly after he entered the division. In the past 20 years, he has never let it be skewed, even on the battlefield.

The next moment, the wall was completely pushed aside, and the soldiers of Zhu Qing's family rushed in, but sporadic arrows could not stop them.

But Zilu still stood motionless on their way.

The long sword is straight, with one enemy, without fear! (To be continued.)