At present, the confrontation at the level of ordinary soldiers ended in a complete defeat, and the destruction of the city gate is the best proof of this. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

And the fighting at the level of the monk forbidden army, the situation of the big cadres is not optimistic, and it can even be said that it is extremely bad.

There are a lot of monks dispatched by Da Yan, and their number and realm are far superior to Da Qian, and in terms of experience, they have thrown off Da Qian's tens of thousands of miles.

Because the cadres dispatched were all students from the military government, and the oldest of them was less than 30, and many of them were immature teenagers in their teens, with low realms and incomparably weaker experience.

At such an age, he should have studied carefree in the military mansion, talked about love, drank wine, and enjoyed a good youth.

However, they do not have such conditions, and when the national crisis is at hand, they must stand up bravely like the soldiers.

These early students are all children of ordinary families, and there are very few children of real nobles.

Those nobles are powerful, occupy countless resources on weekdays, and are arrogant, but at the critical moment, they are closed and silent.

There are many masters in the major families, and if they are assembled, even if it is not enough to turn the tide of the battle, it can delay a lot of time and avoid the sacrifice of more young lives.

But they didn't, their silence exposed the Maison's decision, and it was clear that they were ready to surrender.

This is an infuriating state of affairs, in the past, the nobles of the family were in a prominent position, and they were everywhere oppressing the common people.

In the military mansion, the children of high-ranking officials and nobles also look down on civilian students, and they will bully and make things difficult in all aspects, which Mo Xuan himself has personally experienced.

Now, with the national crisis at hand, those so-called "elites", those noble children and masters who usually flaunt their might and occupy all the precious resources, have actually shrunk and are ready to surrender.

On the contrary, the children of ordinary people, who are extremely aggrieved and have been squeezed into an incomparably narrow living space, stood up at this time.

This is simply the most direct and rude slap in the face, and I don't know if those nobles are ashamed or not.

When the enemy country invades, the real obstructors are the civilians who have been oppressed and humiliated, and it has to be said that this is an irony.

What's even more ridiculous is that the bad old man who is now standing on the city wall and fighting bloody battles is King Fengjun, who was abandoned by the court and persecuted by the nobles to the point of self-destruction!

The miserable reality is the most direct contrast, how can such a great cadre not die?

At present, this group of hot-blooded heroes is no longer fighting for the imperial court, they are fighting for themselves, and they are fighting for the blood of this land flowing in their bones.

They were born and raised here, and they really don't want to be sinners in this land.

They don't want to lose the glory that has been passed down from generation to generation, so they are willing to fight to the death!

This kind of spirit, this kind of bearing, is a kind of soul, permeating this homeland, shocking people's hearts!

"Rumble ......"

The war entered a white heat, the Great Yan Dynasty was like a bamboo, and the situation of the Great Dry became more and more bad.

On the city wall, ladders stood one after another, and the Great Yan vanguard army on it quickly rushed up, and soon after the city gate was broken, they finally began to ascend the city one after another!

At the head of the city, King Feng was ready to sacrifice with a group of soldiers with a sword in his hand.

He was old and old, his stiff waist stiffened, his cloudy eyes exuded a sharp gaze at the moment, and the whole person had a boundless domineering.

This phenomenon is extremely abnormal, and on the surface, he is radiant and should make others happy.

However, all those who saw him like this were full of sorrow in their hearts, and there was not the slightest hint of joy!

Because, there is a phenomenon called ...... Back to light!

"Kill...... Rush into the city, and all the things you get are yours, and you will rush me......"

In the Great Yan army, there are generals who are roaring, boosting morale, and they must speed up the siege!

Under the command of the generals of all sides, the soldiers of Da Yan climbed to the top of the city like jackals, tigers and leopards and began to fight.

"When...... Dangdang ......"

"Bang...... Bang bang ......"

The head of the city was instantly chaotic, and the soldiers defending the city and the soldiers of Da Yan fought each other, killing the earth upside down.

"Roar...... Brethren, this is our home, this is our land, we fall, what will happen to the people behind us, fight with them!"

"We are all dignified seven-foot men, and we would rather die standing than live on our knees, what do you say?"

"Kill, kill him as a son of a bitch, fight with them, we are soldiers, and we can't retreat if we die!"

……

At the head of the city, the soldiers who defended the city of Daqian roared and roared, killing red eyes, and impassioned!

King Feng is no exception, he seems to be dozens of years younger, although the whole person has no cultivation, but he is still skilled, holding a knife and fighting with the enemy army non-stop.

King Feng's beard is white, the past cultivation and prestige no longer exist, at this moment, he is like a veteran, a veteran who desperately defends glory!

"Kill ......"

The city was chaotic, the shouts of killing were deafening, and corpses continued to fall down the city, most of them were defenders of the city.

This is not to say that they are not as strong as the soldiers of Great Yan, mainly because they have been hungry for too many days, and their combat effectiveness is naturally greatly reduced.

The defenses of the head of the city were gradually broken apart in the confrontation, and the king was forced to fight and retreat, and was slowly knocked off the city wall and retreated into the city.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

Outside the city gate, the cavalry charged, and the head of the city was completely occupied by the soldiers of the Great Yan, and they were forced into the city by King Feng, about to be trapped and killed.

Behind the city gate, blood flowed all over the ground, and King Feng was covered in blood, and he looked up at the royal capital in front of him with a sword and pestle.

All around, there are corpses, the blood all over the place seems to be still warm, and all the good men have been sacrificed.

On the ground, at the head of the city, at the corner of the street...... There were corpses everywhere, hanging, lying, and none of them were all corpses.

King Feng's heart is called a pain, he is a general, and all soldiers are equivalent to his children.

Now, seeing these soldiers sacrificed, how could he not be heartbroken.

King Feng was sad in his heart, looking at the swarming cavalry and the enemy troops all over the city, he understood, Daqian, it's over!

Taking a deep breath, King Feng slowly raised his sword, aimed it at the enemy, and walked out of the city step by step.

Around him, there were few soldiers who could move, and at this moment all of them unswervingly surrounded him and followed him.

They are scattered with dozens of people, and in the face of the army like the great heat and tide, it is really not worth mentioning.

However, King Bong still moved forward and went to fight, even if he was too old to move, he still had to fight.

As a king, he has served the country and the people all his life, and at this last moment, he has to fulfill his destiny...... Die on the battlefield!

They were killed and retreated from the city, and now there is no way to retreat, but to fight to the death, kill out of the city, and bloom the last glory.

"King Feng...... I'll fight with you!"

At the moment when King Feng and the others left, an old voice came from behind them.

King Feng turned around, his eyes were moist all of a sudden, and he could be described as old tears.

Behind him, there was a group of old people, who had already gray hair, trembling when they walked, and they were all extremely old.

At this time, such a group of old men, all dressed in military uniforms, took up arms, and caught up with King Feng's footsteps.

They are a group of veterans, all of whom are old fellows who followed King Feng in the south and north wars.

Now, they have long been so old that they are about to be forgotten have stepped forward, put on their uniforms again, picked up arms, and followed the generals of the past, fighting, and charging.

The knives and guns in their hands have been some years, but they are still not rusty, it can be seen that these veterans, although they have long since retired, but their hearts are still on the battlefield, so they will wipe the knives and guns every day to make them cold.

Looking at this group of veterans, King Bong's vision was blurred by tears, and his throat choked, unable to calm down.

He remembered that back then, it was also here, and it was also this group of veterans who followed him out on the expedition, went to fight, and made meritorious contributions.

Back then, they were all young men, but now, they are all old people!

At that time, they were arrogant and vigorous, but at this time, they were old and decrepit, and their days were numbered.

For a while, King Feng was full of emotion in his heart, he looked at this group of veterans, and was in a trance, as if the scene of the year coincided with today.

The group of gray-haired veterans in front of him is no longer veterans, but the young and energetic young men at that time!

King Bong looked at them in amazement, then closed his eyes, squeezed away his tears, and smiled!

"Lord Wang, our group of old fellows are coming to go out with you again, don't dislike us!"

"Haha, I still remember that decades ago, we were like this, following you on the expedition. ”

"After such a long time, I'm an old man, but the sword is not old!"

"Lord Wang, the young juniors have all died in battle, and it's time for us old fellows to step up. ”

"My grandson, my son, all died in battle, and now, it's my grandfather's turn and my father's turn to go into battle. ”

"Lord Wang, please take us to the war again, we are soldiers in life and soldiers in death!"

……

This group of veterans came step by step, and they opened their mouths one by one, all with old tears, very sad!

King Feng was speechless, so he nodded fiercely and said in a trembling voice: "Okay, good, good...... Old folks...... As long as you don't dislike me, a bad old man, I will take you to battle and fight. ”

"I still remember that you were all young men back then, and now you are all gray-haired, and I have become a waste. ”

"Don't say anything, I'm the king, just like you, we're all veterans, the young ones died in battle, and we are the old. ”

……

King Feng's words are sonorous, showing the spirit of his youth, and he is magnificent!

All around, the only remaining young soldiers looked at this group of veterans in awe, straightened their waists, and saluted!

"Go, old fellows, follow me...... Fight!" King Feng roared, turned abruptly, faced the army of Great Yan, and strode away without fear.

Behind him, the veterans regained their glory and followed King Feng, step by step.

Decades ago, on this road, they followed King Feng without hesitation, and now, as always!