Soon, there were many people on the other side, and the front was long enough to approach the city wall.

Although there were casualties along the way, they were all normal battle losses, and they were not able to push back these rebels.

Seeing this situation, Zheng Fang was not surprised, there were many people, and it was an undoubted advantage on any battlefield.

It's just a good thing that Zheng Fang has foreseen this, even if they stretch the front, but the vanguard that can climb to the city wall is always a minority, and they only need to send a team of elites to keep an eye on the rebels who come up.

Although this did not prevent them from going up to the city walls, it greatly reduced the pressure on defending the city.

"Report !!"

As soon as the battle at the head of the city began, the heralds hurried from afar.

"There is an enemy army in the direction of the Imperial City, and it is about to take the city. ”

The herald's words were concise and to the point, and Zheng Fangzhi frowned when he heard it, and at the same time turned his gaze to the tower of the urn city not far away.

There was still a light on at the moment, and the saint was in the midst of it, and he did not send any message.

The imperial city is in an emergency, and now of course the saint already knows, but the saint does not give the order, and its meaning is already obvious.

In the chaos in the city, the saint did not want to give up defending the city at the cost.

"Got it, pass the order, the saint is behind us, don't take it to heart on the palace side, and be determined to defend it!"

Nodding, Zheng Fang gave orders directly to his subordinates.

The news of the imperial city's emergency can naturally easily shake the hearts of the army, but fortunately, the current saint is in the urn city tower, and everyone knows that a reminder is enough to reassure the soldiers.

"Now that I think about it, the saint's decision to come to the front to supervise the battle is really wise. ”

The coincidence under the mistake made Zheng Fang a little speechless, but also a little lucky, if the saint was in the palace now and didn't need others, Zheng Fang would be the first to leave the battlefield.

The loss of the capital for a while is small, once the saint is in danger, the entire Great Yuan Dynasty will be in turmoil, and then it will be the real disaster for the people.

Comprehending the meaning of the sage, Zheng Fang concentrated on fighting and no longer thought about it.

The saint in the city tower of the urn city, although he did not mess up, but at this time, looking in the direction of the imperial city, his heart was also a mess.

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However, the saint himself is not in the imperial city, but the princes of his harem are all in the palace, once the imperial city is lost, even if the saint pays attention to the society of the country, he will inevitably feel sad in his heart.

"Wei Lao Qi ......"

Thinking of this, the saint immediately called out his familiar name, turned his head to look, but only saw Ah Qi, who was a little embarrassed.

"Shengshang, Wei Laoqi is still chatting, and now it's Ah Qi'......"

Seeing the sage's gaze turning, Ah Qi had no choice but to speak.

"Oh, yes, he and Xiong Tiankuo are still hurt......"

Thinking of this, the saint sighed again, if Wei Laoqi and Xiong Tiankuo were still there, he would not have no one to help the imperial city now.

"Ah Qi, do you think this imperial city can be defended?"

Turning around and continuing to look in the direction of the imperial city, the saint said with a little emotion.

"Saint, it's too early to predict, the Imperial City is empty at the moment, but there are also some elite Imperial City guards, and I don't know what the strength of the other party is......"

Ah Qi naturally didn't dare to speculate without a basis, but in any case, the possibility of this imperial city actually being lost was still the greatest.

The other party has such a big move, mobilizing an army of 100,000 to surround the capital, taking the opportunity to cause chaos in the city, and the number and strength of those who want to act will not be low, so speculatively, the imperial city must be difficult to protect.

"Ha, don't lie to me with these comforting words. ”

The saint smiled bitterly, and then said with a lonely face.

"The imperial city can't be saved, I just hope that my concubines and princes can be safe and sound......"

Breaking through Ah Qi's comfort, the sage sighed with emotion, and leaned silently in front of the window, obviously, what was in front of him now was no longer the sage who was in charge of the Great Yuan Dynasty, but an old man who was worried about the comfort of his wife and children.

Seeing this scene, Ah Qi's heart was also very uncomfortable, in this case, he was unwilling to influence General Zheng to fight on the front line, I am afraid that only the Great Yuan Pilgrim, an emperor with great courage, could do it.

Anyway, in Ah Qi's body, she feels that she may not be able to do this, the so-called for the country and the people, but that's it.

At the head of the capital, the battle gradually began to become white-hot, and as more and more rebels killed on the city wall, the Holy Sword team set up by Zheng Fang was already a little overwhelmed.

The speed of killing the enemy is actually the same fast, but the speed at which the other party climbs to the top of the city has been constantly accelerating, which directly leads to more and more people coming up from them.

In fact, under the command of Zheng Fang, the defending army has been shooting these rebels to the maximum extent, and in a short period of time, their casualties have risen to 5,000.

But the commanders of the opposing side apparently did not care about casualties at all and constantly increased the attacking troops.

In the hearts of all the soldiers defending the city, there was a wordless sense of oppression at this time, and the other party really rushed forward as if they couldn't finish killing at all.

The two sides are fighting, to say that Zheng Fang's men have no casualties, it is also false, although it is nothing compared to the other party, but Zheng Fang's weakness is that there are few people.

It would be a pity to hurt one Zheng Fang, let alone more than one.

"Hold on! Reinforcements are still a few hours away, soldiers, and the saint is behind you!"

At this point, Zheng Fang naturally saw the fatigue of his subordinates, and in order to boost morale, Zheng Fang shouted again.

"Kill !!"

Hearing Zheng Fang's words, the soldiers responded, and the shouts of killing that rushed straight to Xiao Han shocked the rebels.

On the side of the imperial city, just as Ah Qi and the saint had expected, it was almost lost.

The holy sword and the elite imperial city guards had already followed the saint's move and came to the city tower guard of the urn city.

In the Imperial City, all that remained were a few guards who could maintain their daily needs, and the number was small and most of them were idle.

With this little guard, the imperial city can be defended so far, it is already a good record, externally, the foreign company pulled out a full thousand elite troops, launched a fierce attack on the imperial city, and after a while, the troops of the foreign company rushed straight into the imperial city, and all the imperial relatives who could be caught were all controlled in their hands.

The imperial city fell, and after receiving the news, the saint on the upper floor of the urn city straightened up from the windowsill and shook his head helplessly.

At this moment, not far behind him, Zheng Fang and all the soldiers were fighting bravely to kill the enemy, listening to the shouting and killing sound from afar, the spirit of the saint was suddenly shocked.

"I am a soldier, and I still put life and death aside, as a saint, how can I have a long relationship here?!"

Suddenly, the saint returned.