The troops surrounding the city did not evacuate because Prince Rong and Prince Jing left the capital.

The excuse is very simple, Prince Qing is still in the city.

Prince Qing, who had an iron face, personally went to the city to confront and shout, but still refused to leave, and was finally seen by the ordinary people and the soldiers!

Oh, this is a long-planned mutiny!

"Prince Qing, you can rest assured, the emperor will not let you out of the city, and the soldiers will try their best to save you from the sea of suffering! ...... "At the head of the city, there is no shadow of King Qing for a long time, and the people under the city are still shouting in vain.

To whom to shout, it goes without saying.

Scolded all the way to the eighteenth generation of the ancestors of the person who shouted, Prince Qing's angry lungs will explode. What the is this? The most resentful of being swayed by others, although he has the thief's heart to plot the country, but he is very concerned about being forcibly tied to the thief ship, not to mention, he is not optimistic that the ship can go for a long time.

Hearing the latest news, the emperor smiled.

I want to be a bitch and I want to set up a torii!? That has to be a good thing, right? Thinking secretly, the emperor's smile was even thicker.

Pustule! Just act whatever you want, why do you need to beat around the bush like this, where are you worthy of those two bachelors? Chen Qing thought so, pouted slightly, and said in his heart, I don't know how to grasp such a great opportunity, is it because I don't have confidence or is there some attachment? Will it be a bitter ploy, left for the inside and the outside to be combined?

"Humph! Wait for me to break the pustule for you, just give it a try!"

What's going on? Hearing him muttering to himself, Grandpa Sun rolled his eyes slightly and secretly glanced at his expression, although his throat and eyes were a little itchy, he still endured it and swallowed a mouthful of spit.

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If you want to make a job, you naturally can't wait for the emperor to give up the Da'an Tai country, he can sit in the palace to wait for work, many soldiers besieging the city have traveled thousands of miles to come, people want to eat and drink, horses have to have good grain and grass to serve, can't afford to consume!

Siege is not a matter of course, but it is a matter of course.

The same equipment, different mentalities and means collided in this way......

The sky that had just cleared up, as the arrows in the sky darkened, the "woo ......" hiss was more terrifying than the yin wind, and the strong momentum fell from the sky, which suddenly made the defenders who were sticking to the city wall panic.

After all, in the past twenty or thirty years, Kyoto Castle has not been attacked by a strong enemy. What's more, the overwhelming arrows, like a downpour, make people intuitively realize the power of the arrows and crossbows, and at the same time, they all secretly scolded Liu Shangwu in their hearts.

No one knew that this killing weapon came from Liu Zuochen, and he took it for granted that he had borne the long-lasting scolding for it, and it was obvious that the terrifying power could make both sides dumbfounded.

Under the city, the soldiers carrying ladders or ropes on their backs quickly approached under the cover of crossbows, set up ladders, and threw ropes.

"Fuck off!" He poked his head out from behind the battlements, shouted and quickly aimed the raised stones at the people who climbed up, and smashed them viciously.

"Ahh ……”

"Ahh......h

Shoot down the person who is in front of him, so that the person who follows him is caught off guard, smashed into a solid knot, shouting, waving his hands in mid-air in vain, hoping to catch something and hope for his teammates to help.

Perhaps, at this time, someone can pull him halfway down, and he won't be able to hold it, and he won't fall so badly.

"Get out of the way! ……”

Under the city wall, the soldiers who were about to climb the ladder gathered in a group, seeing someone falling from the sky, fearing that they would be innocently injured, shouted and quickly dodged to dodge. Before he climbed the wall to establish his first achievement, he was smashed by his own brother? That's unjust! What's more, the reward of twenty taels of silver in white flowers and land was put into water? No one wants to!

"Ah......h......h

Falling under the city walls was only a blink of an eye, and most people didn't even have time to react, and the fallen person was bleeding from his mouth and nose with a wail, and his eyes were unwillingly staring at the sky above.

"Son! ...... "Crowding through the crowd, an older man's eyes were split, and his mournful voice did not attract too many people's attention. Throwing himself to the ground, he threw the rope on his shoulder, stretched out his hand to close his son's eyes, and got up angrily without a hint of hesitation.

In a large-scale siege, life is like a weed under your feet, and before you can bounce up when you fall, you will be trampled on until you no longer have the strength to straighten your back. One ladder is like this, and the soldiers on the other ladders are no better, maybe even worse!

The son's life was ignored and hated by friends and foes, and the father went mad, and his hands grabbed the ladder harder and harder.

Supported by the belief in avenging his son, he dodged the man who fell above his head, and climbed the ground faster than other young people.

"Fuck the shit, give me my life back!"

Turning over the city and stomping, he angrily pulled out the long knife behind his back and slashed it indiscriminately!

Hatred is easy to establish, in order to avenge his son, he can ignore it, without the continuation of life, what is there to worry about? Everything seems less important, doesn't it?

Killing one is considered revenge, killing two, the two are enough, killing one more will be considered earned!

The soldiers defending the city are willing to wait for death, and they are not willing to avenge their own relatives and friends who have been killed or wounded?

You come and go, and the conflict and battle that originally belonged to the royal strife are like a plague that can be transmitted at high speed, spreading rapidly.

Individual hatred develops into a film.

The sound of shouting and killing, wailing, and the sound of blades colliding ......, and they are like hell on earth.

Blood, splashed with puffs, inlaid into the gray city wall, like plum blossoms, blood-red plum blossoms!

……

Suddenly, the armoured soldiers of the inner city poured into the walls, their long knives invincible, and in an instant they slashed the lightly armed men into a wailing order.

It's not the same battle level, and the defense of the outfit is even more different.

In a few rounds, the soldiers who attacked the city wall in the early stage were completely dead!

It is at this time that the invading soldiers climb to the top of the wall, and the crossbowmen in the rear throw rats, naturally worrying about accidentally injuring their own personnel, and the heavily armored soldiers defending the city will give full play to their value.

Not afraid of sharp blades and stabs, the long knife slashes at the other party as if cutting melons and vegetables, invincible!

"Throw the corpses of the rebels off the walls!" The commander of the city guard raised his voice and ordered, and shouted scoldingly: "The rebellion raised by the son of a bitch, there is no place to die!" Feed the wild dogs! ”

War is so inhumane, cruel and merciless!

Why fight? Fight for whom? When the long knife Huo Huo slashed to the vital point and his life was threatened, instinctive resistance and self-preservation became inevitable, who can stabilize his mind and think carefully? And who can stop it? If you don't want to be killed, you have to fight hard to cut your opponent under the knife.

Before the start of the war, no matter who it was, there was a faint fear of casualties, and at this time, it was already righteous indignation stimulated by the death of relatives and friends. Whether it was the defenders on the city wall or the "rebels" under the city, they looked at each other, and the anger in their eyes almost turned into substance.

"Rest in place! This is just the first wave of tentative attacks, the more fierce battle will come after a short stop, I don't want to be a ghost under the knife, I will give Lao Tzu a twelve-point spirit, the two armies are fighting, no one cares who you are, only you can help yourself, do you understand?! ”

"Got it!"

In response, everyone was like a vicious dog after a bite, with white gas spewing from their mouths and noses, and their arms and thighs trembling slightly.

In the eye, the blue bricks on the city stomp and under the feet are stained with blood, and they have turned from bright red to dark before they have time to clean up, but they are still so eye-catching, and they still make people feel innocent.

"Boom... Knock knock ......"

The heavy drums of war were once again beaten by the "rebels", and they were resounded in all directions!

The voice of the sign was angry, and the crowd surged.

The second attack was even more imposing than the first, and the people who rushed at the head were all soldiers who had been killed or injured by relatives and friends last time, and they opened their eyes angrily for a moment, resisting the ladder and walking like flying.

"Shoot the arrows!" The commander of the city gave an order, and arrows flew everywhere.

There was a lesson from the last casualty, and the defenders of the city were all in teams of two, one holding a shield to block the arrows falling from the sky, and the other quickly pulling the trigger of the crossbow.

A single firing is thirty bursts, hundreds of soldiers at the same time, the siege of the rebels is like a wheat field blown down by the wind, instantly falling, the sound of wailing one after another, but then buried by the noisy footsteps and the sound of signs.

Death is death and is trampled under one's feet, and the wounded are sinned, but the painful teeth grin but cannot stop, and they are surrounded by the flow of people behind them, and they do not die.

Therefore, in war, it is not necessarily at the hands of the enemy, but at the hands of one's own side, and there are many people.

Climb the ladder and fall down.

Either they were hit by the defenders with a foreign object, or they were affected by their own comrades.

Similar to the scene of the last siege, the difference is that there are more revenants and more families are mutilated. It is said that the new year is new, so "new" which one is willing to see, which original intention is to accept? The question is, how can reluctance become more and more emotional? How can you move forward without worry?

Perhaps, some people can think clearly, but it is definitely not the soldiers who are driven by people.

Staring at the cloudy old eyes, Prince Lao Rong closed his teeth and looked at the people besieging the city in the distance, the momentum was indeed loud enough! However, it was not what he expected! A little anxious, anxious about being wiped out by the defenders, and faintly, breathing rapidly......

"Kill, kill the ...... for this king"

Prince Jing shouted and jumped to his feet, as if he was giving him a long knife, and he could also be invincible.

"Shut up! Such an attack will be cleaned up by the defenders of the city sooner or later! He scolded hatefully, Prince Lao Rong hated to slap his nephew back, this unsuccessful guy was like an idiot for military means, he really didn't expect it! No wonder he was defeated many years ago and couldn't lift his head when he was pressed by the emperor.

Thinking like this, Prince Lao Rong seemed to have forgotten that he was also a defeated subordinate sitting in the imperial city.