Lyle and the Dynasty's Edge Chapter 13

Zuo Baoguowei rushed up to the city like a ball of blazing fire, and saw the group of Japanese attacking the city at a glance. As they bent forward, there was a howl of ghosts and wolves, which was both courage in the face of battle and a cry in the face of death. Zuo Baobao shouted: "Since you have delivered the goods to my door, of course I will accept them all." He grabbed the rope of the cannon and fired thirty-six cannons in one breath, immediately stopping the enemy's offensive. 

Just when he was about to fire the thirty-seventh artillery shell, an enemy artillery shell struck, and Zuo Guogui was blown back a few steps. His right arm was injured and his left leg was also injured, but he still tried his best to support his body and pushed forward as hard as he could. If his right arm couldn't pull the gun rope, he would try with his left arm. Just when he had just taken a step, the enemy's artillery shells struck again. Zuo Guogui was injured again and finally fell down.

The general was killed, and naturally the soldiers were in a panic. Thanks to the general who received a heavy blow, Zuo Guigui's roar of "You should go up" was ringing in his ears. He bravely walked to the city and picked up Zuo Guigui. holding a sword from his waist, shouting loudly: "Listen to my command, and continue to fight! To avenge Mr. Zuo, continue to fight!"

Sadly, it was the coach's voice that overshadowed the shouts of the generals. York Ye waved his hands tightly: "Don't act on impulse, it's important to preserve your troops. Mr. Zuo has been killed in battle, why don't you retreat quickly!" York Ye stamped his feet again: "The Japanese are not attacking the city from three sides, but advancing from four directions. If you fight again, it will be a disaster. 

They were all trapped in Pyongyang!" York Ye beat his chest again: "If you don't listen to the advice, I will no longer accompany you. The dignified coach who guards Pyongyang must not fall into the enemy's hands!" The more he shouted, the more timid he became! York Ye, who became more and more reasonable with what he said, ignored it, mounted his horse and abandoned the city.