At midnight on the third day of the second month, Shizhu Xuanfu Department and General Fubo's central hall.

The candlelight swayed in the dim hall. It was midnight. Three or five people were sitting in the hall, all wearing military uniforms. If you look closely, you can notice that there was a faint trace of blood oozing out of the bright armor.

Qin Liangyu sat firmly on the red sandalwood ring chair in the hall. The old man was wearing a bright purple third-rank official robe, holding a dragon-headed crutch, and wearing a tail-tailed treasure-haired hairpin. Although his hair was gray, it gave people a feeling that it should not be ignored.

The old man looked really big, with wrinkles and gullies on his face, frowning and his eyes staring at the burning light, as if he was facing an important choice.

"Aunt, the thief army has been besieging the city for several days, and the city is about to run out of ammunition and food. We..." Qin Yiming, wearing armor, said that he had just come down from the city wall for a whole day and was filled with blood.

"The guards in the city walls of Nancheng are insufficient, so my aunt needs to send people, otherwise it may be difficult to fight against the bandit army tomorrow." Qin Gongming also said that Nancheng, which he was responsible for defending, was attacked by the bandit army today, and more than half of the soldiers were killed or injured.

Qin Zuoming, who started, wanted to speak, but seeing the revelations of several brothers made his aunt frown, he couldn't bear to add to the noise.

Besides, with the current situation, how big a difference can be between speaking and not talking. The stone pillar is just a small place. It is not easy to defend the eight thousand elite soldiers of the Western Army to attack for four days in turn.

Tomorrow? Where is there tomorrow? Only two thousand soldiers left in the city and almost all of them were injured...

"I'm so panicked? My Ma family has received the holy grace for three hundred years. It is the hereditary envoy of this stone pillar. It is our duty to defend the ten Japanese cities. Moreover, there are tens of thousands of people in the stone pillar, and they all regard our Ma family as their own.

Even if I, Qin Liangyu, die in the city wall, will not let the thief army enter my stone pillar!"

Qin Liangyu's voice was filled with deep affection for Shizhu. She guarded Shizhu for her husband for half her life. Her brother died in battle, her son and daughter-in-law died in battle, and several nephews died in battle.

Shizhu, this place where all the bloodlines of the Ma family and Qin family is drunk, even so, I will definitely repay my kindness by myself to see my husband and brother at the foot of the spring.

"But the court is unfair!" Qin Zuoming shouted angrily, his eyes wide open.

"Which fierce battle has happened? My Qin family and Ma family are not the leader. My father, my two uncles, and my cousin, are not the most powerful in military achievements!

My father was shot in eighteen arrows when he died in battle, and his arms were gone..." Qin Zuoming said, tears flowed out of his eyes.

A man doesn’t cry easily, but he hasn’t reached the sad place.

"But what did they get? The bullshit military supervisor took their achievements in just a few words, and even took their fame for their greed for merit and prosper. They fought for half their lives, and only got the title of a general, and were finally..."

"Rare!" Qin Liangyu slapped the table with a palm and stopped her nephew Qin Zuoming's crying.

"Why is our Ma family based on stone pillars and how is it respected by the people? It is not because of the court, nor because of their official positions!

More than a thousand years ago, General Fubo defeated the Qiang people in the west, fought south, and fought east and west for a lifetime to earn this glory for you!

Your father died in the Battle of Hunhe, and it has been more than twenty years now. He is also trying to fight the Northern Barbarians. If he learns that there are descendants like you, wouldn’t it hurt him?

Now the court is exhausted and can’t take care of itself. Do you don’t understand what righteousness is and what minor details are?”

Qin Liangyu's words were deafening, and every word was heartbreaking. He said that his sons and nephews lowered their heads.

Although Qin Liangyu was very wise, he also had some complaints about the court's actions. Zuo Liangyu had more than 200,000 troops in the west, and Zhang Xianzhong, a bandit in the west, was in trouble with Sichuan and Sichuan, but the court was indifferent to this.

But none of these can be told to her nephews that her husband has passed away and her brothers have passed away. Even if there are so many troubles, she can only swallow it in her stomach.

It has been several years since the imperial court has really forgotten the stone pillars and Sichuan?

"Nephews and nephews, your uncles and fathers are all stained with blood on the battlefield in the Ming Dynasty. They are heroes. Even if the court is a little unfair, it is not a success or failure. Later generations will comment on it.

General Fu Bo's lineage has never been insulted by the sect, nor will we!

Tomorrow, I will personally visit the city wall for the Ma family, Qin family, our stone pillars, and the Ming Dynasty. Even if the arrows pierce the heart, there will be no regrets!

As a seven-foot man, do you still need to say more if you are old enough to do it?”

Although Qin Liangyu's tone became calm, his sons and nephews had already heard his aunt's determination from it.

"What my aunt said made Gong Ming feel ashamed. Tomorrow, Gong Ming should use his actions to defend the dignity of the stone pillars! Let's leave the Nancheng to Gong Ming!" It's useless to say more. Qin Gongming drank a whole glass of strong wine in one gulp and smashed the wine glass into pieces.

Maybe, after tomorrow, I will never be able to drink the strong liquor from Sichuan again!

"How can my aunt be killed by the wall after she is over 70 years old? Let me leave this battle with the city wall to the three of us. Zuo Ming will definitely not let my father down, and my aunt here in Dongcheng!"

Qin Zuoming gritted his teeth and his cheek muscles slightly stimulated. He did not drink alcohol, but his eyes that were alive were enough to prove his determination.

"Yi Ming should guard the northern city. Don't worry, my aunt is there. Yi Ming does not care about this!" Qin Yiming's personality is calm and he doesn't say much.

The three cities in the east, south and north are already under control, and now only Xicheng is left. Xicheng is bordered by mountains. Geographically, the pressure is minimal.

"Grandma, although my grandson is a scholar, she is in the blood of General Fubo. If the stone pillar is wrong, my grandson will definitely not survive. Therefore, my grandson wants to guard the west city!"

Ma Wannian was only twenty-one years old, and was the only trace of blood that General Fubo of Han had. His father and brother both died on the battlefield, but he had been hiding in his infancy and studying and practicing literature.

The scholar was useless. Seeing that several brothers had made up their minds to die, Ma Wannian finally couldn't help it.

"Grandson, they can go, but you can't. You are the only descendant of the Ma family. Grandma can't let the Ma family break up!"

Qin Liangyu was very pleased to see that his grandson was the same, and finally couldn't help but tears in his eyes.

She is seventy years old. She shed tears when her husband died in battle, and she also shed tears when her two brothers died in battle. Decades have passed, and she thought her heart was as hard as iron.

But seeing that his grandson was so determined, his heartstrings were touched, and he burst into tears.

"No, grandma, it is precisely because I am the only bloodline of the Ma family that my grandson cannot insult the majesty of his ancestors. All three uncles and uncles went to the battlefield for a last try. How can my grandson sleep peacefully?"

Ma Wannian stood up, pulled off the four-square scarf from his head, and knelt down in front of his grandmother Qin Liangyu with a normal voice.

Qin Liangyu wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with her sleeves, and her face was still full of reluctance during silence.

Her grandson has never liked to play with swords and sticks since she was a child, but she is very fond of learning poetry and books. It was because of her intervention that Ma Wannian had no chance on the battlefield.

"Grandma, you loved me since you were a child. When I made my father angry, you always make words to save your grandson from punishment.

Now that my grandson has grown up, it’s time for my grandson to protect you. Grandma, let me go!" Seeing that my grandmother didn’t say anything, Ma Wannian simply touched the ground with her head and kowtowed her head.

"Stop it! Grandma agrees to you, Yiming, Gongming, you two will take care of your young nephew tomorrow!" Qin Liangyu stood up and helped his grandson up, and said to Qin Gongming and the other two.

"Don't worry, aunt!"

"So, the three nieces and nephews will go back and rest early!" Qin Liangyu waved.

Qin Gongming and his threesome and grandson Ma Wannian all bowed and left, and the huge central hall was immediately empty. Qin Liangyu was the only one left.

Husband, tomorrow will be the day when I will be loyal to the country. If the stone pillar is lost, I will not be alone!
Chapter completed!