Chapter 687 Youth
After Silk's shouting outside the city, there was an uproar on the walls of Black Stone City.
"Da Zhou, it's Da Zhou's troops!"
"What should we do? He told us to open the city gates and surrender."
“You can’t open it!”
On the top of the city wall, voices of opposition soon arose.
"Once the city gate is opened and the enemy enters the city, will we be able to do anything about it?"
As soon as these words were spoken, many people responded quickly.
For the people living in this world, many have spent most of their lives in war, and they are really scared.
However, amid this response, different opinions soon emerged.
"But what can we do if we don't open the city gates? There is not much food left in the city, and we don't even have any decent weapons. Do we really want to starve to death in the city?"
As soon as these words were spoken, those people who had been excited and clamoring that the city gates must not be opened a second ago suddenly fell silent.
Since the beginning of winter, there have been problems with food in the country. Among these people, only a few could have enough food to eat, and now the situation is even more serious.
If the situation continues like this, and the city gates are not opened, it is only a matter of time before everyone starves to death in the city.
They may not be educated, but they are definitely not fools. When faced with something serious happening to them, they would not deceive themselves.
Looking at the silence of the crowd, that voice sounded again.
"And if we don't open the city gate, will the enemy really be unable to come in?"
“…”
"I heard that the Huangsha City, which was guarded by General Long Zhantian, was breached by the enemy in just one day. We are a group of old, weak, women and children in the city, and we don't even have a decent weapon. How can we fight against General Long Zhantian and his troops?"
What words hurt the most? The truth.
Because they simply can't refute it.
"Are we just going to open the city gate and let them in?"
As these words were spoken, everyone's eyes unconsciously fell on the figure that had been stabbing their hearts.
It was an extremely thin figure, with obviously sunken cheeks and eye sockets, no blood on his face, and an indescribable sense of weakness. While speaking, he even started to cough violently, making the people around him worry that he might accidentally cough himself to death.
Thanks to this fake look of "I might die at any time to show you", he managed to escape the conscription before.
It's not that we are afraid that he will die on the way, but we are afraid that he is a tuberculosis patient and might cause an infectious disease in the army, which would be more trouble than gain.
And he is standing here now, just for the sake of his own safety.
At first, no one took him seriously. However, since the core leaders of the rebel army in Black Stone City were all captured by Yan Sheng by mistake, they were in chaos and no one chased him away.
They never thought that this young man who looked like a consumptive patient could see things more clearly than them at this moment. This surprised them greatly and he became the focus of their attention invisibly.
After a violent coughing fit, the young man finally managed to catch his breath. Although he sounded a little weak, his voice was still clear enough to be heard by everyone around him.
"As far as the current situation is concerned, opening the city gates and surrendering is the wisest thing for us to do."
Having said this, the young man took two breaths and then spoke again...
"And I've also heard a little about this Great Zhou. Their style seems to be quite benevolent and righteous."
When Kong Daqian sneaked in and spread rumors before, in addition to stirring up civil strife here, he naturally did not forget to say some good things about their Great Zhou.
Now that it has been spreading for a period of time, there is still some effect.
In fact, the young man himself had no idea what the style of the Great Zhou army was, but as he said, opening the city gate and surrendering was the wisest thing to do.
To put it bluntly, his subsequent words were meant to appease those people on the fence, lest they become confused and stubbornly cling to their positions.
If this is the case, the Great Zhou troops outside the city may not have the patience to waste time with them. When they launch the siege, it is hard to say what price they will have to pay.
But what is certain is that someone is going to die.
After the young man finished speaking, the wall fell silent.
The young man had already made up his mind that if these guys planned to hold on to the end, he would immediately leave the wall and draw a clear line between himself and this group of people to avoid being affected. His body could not withstand the tossing and turning, and he might lose his life if he was not careful.
With this thought in mind, the young man looked at the crowd who had been silent for a long time, sighed secretly in his heart, and prepared to turn around and leave.
He was weak and couldn't walk fast, so he had to hurry.
At this moment, a voice sounded from the top of the wall.
"I agree with opening the city gates and surrendering."
Hearing this voice, the young man paused.
People are creatures with a herd mentality, especially those who have no opinions of their own. After someone takes the lead in expressing his or her opinion, the second and third supporters will soon appear.
Faced with this situation, those who had previously expressed opposition stopped talking, tacitly accepting the reality before them.
This made the young man feel greatly relieved.
There was no delay after that. The tightly closed gates of Blackrock City were quickly opened, and the surrender was announced.
The infantry unit led by Shi Lei quickly entered the city.
Looking at the soldiers of the Great Zhou coming in, the rebels inside the city gate unconsciously tensed up.
This was definitely not their illusion. The tough temperament emanating from the every move of these Great Zhou soldiers made them feel more stressed. It was not difficult to see that the Great Zhou troops were well-trained. Compared with these Great Zhou soldiers, their original troops were just like a group of guerrillas.
At the same time, the stimulation of pressure and the changes in the current situation made the rebels a little unsure of what to do.
Among them, the most typical question lingering in their minds is whether they should kneel or not.
Seeing the subtle psychology of those people, the young man sighed, then his eyes fell on the armored general in the lead, and was about to do something.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, the general waved his hand, and the soldiers entering the city quickly separated into two sides, leaving the middle road empty.
At the same time, a low horn sounded.
"The King is entering the city!"
"We, welcome the King!!"
As these words were spoken, figures wearing armor and riding war horses slowly entered the city.
The mighty and domineering armor, coupled with the majestic war horses, set off those heroic and extraordinary faces, making the people in the city look a little dazed.
Are these figures before my eyes really mortals? Could they be the gods from the legends who have come down to earth?!
(End of this chapter)
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