On that day, no one would have predicted the future fortunes of the country, nor could they predict what kind of vicissitudes of life Zhao Bottle's army would bring to the Nanyan court and even the entire world. But the smoke of war has been ignited, and Zhao Zhu's banner has been stained with blood, and no one can stop him from moving south.

In the historic battle, the smoke of gunpowder has dissipated, but the giant wheel of history has turned, and the relationship between Zhao Bottle and Zhao Mianze has become an endless trend.

Ordinary people lit firecrackers, saw off their outfits, donated grain and grass, and cheered along the way.

On that day, the people of Beiping Mansion were empty.

History: In August of the second year of the founding of the chapter, Zhao Zun killed Wu Chengkun at the Yongding Gate of Beiping Mansion to sacrifice the flag, described the ten crimes, and told the people of the world: "...... Since I was enthroned, in order to seek harmony with the Great Yan Society, I blindly endured it, let it, and avoided it, and did not meet with it...... However, the rebels are unreasonable, incorruptible and shameful, lose their virtue to the country, bring disaster to the people, have a heart of nostalgia for the world, and increase the killing sharply, making the corpses of the four wilds rampant, and their crimes are difficult to write...... Huang Xunyun: 'There are no righteous ministers in the court, and there is evil in it, so it will do the right thing for heaven, raise troops to fight for it, and clear the king's side'. Today, the army is rebellious, and it is really a last resort, just to serve the order of heaven to crusade against the evil and the evil, and to calm the society of Dayan. ”

In the sky after the rainstorm, the sun is shining at this time, faintly floating a colorful rainbow light, the light is jumping brightly, spread out on the black armor of Zhao Bottle, and also falls on the bottom of the eyes of the seven shimmering eyes at the beginning of summer, and at the same time illuminates the Beiping Mansion that has been dim for a long time, illuminating the whole world.

His deep voice pierced into the sky of Beiping Mansion.

"Wu Chengkun was entrusted by Emperor Jianzhang to lead an army of 300,000 to Liaodong to rebel, but he ignored the emperor's orders, stayed in Beiping Mansion, made trouble wantonly, insulted the vassal king, oppressed the people, raped women, and killed innocent people...... Such a disloyal, unjust, and unkind person is actually a great cause of the court...... Your Majesty entrusted the country and the society to such a group of small hands, and in the long run, now govern government affairs and rectify the dynasty? Alas! My ancestor's foundation is already in danger, and if I don't do the right thing for heaven, I will be a descendant of the Zhao family in vain......"

He smiled slightly, turned his head, looked at the "Jin" flag that was still flying in the autumn wind and the blood and corpses all over the ground, slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, and let out a deep voice.

I can't see each other's faces clearly, but I can feel each other's emotions.

Thousands of people were prostrate on the ground, but Zhao Zun had no way to enjoy such respect alone. He turned his head to meet the gaze of the woman on the wall.

Wu Chengkun died, the Beijing army surrendered, and the shame was washed away. The Jin army raised their weapons high, lined up and shouted "King Chitose of Jin", while the common people at the gate of the city knelt down in unison and saluted Zhao Bottle.

"Free! Let's go down and settle down. ”

Zhao Zhu sat on horseback and swept coldly condescendingly.

"His Royal Highness King Jin Chitose Chitose Chitose!"

"His Royal Highness the King of Jin spare his life!"

In the sound of dumplings, Jing Jun quickly knelt on the ground.

"Plop! Thump! ”

The Jin army surrounded them, surrounded the remnants of the Beijing army in the middle, and pointed their spears at their heads. And the artillery and fire system on the periphery also shone sharply.

"Get on your knees!"

They shouted, swords raised, and shouts resounded through the sky.

The previous insult did not let the Jin army go.

"Kneel!"

Countless people stood side by side, but no one spoke.

In front of the Ding'an Gate, there was a deathly silence.

The public doesn't like to come out, but when someone comes out, there will be a herd mentality. With the sound of gold and iron landing on the first weapon, the soldiers of the Beijing army responded one after another, dropped the weapons in their hands, and innocently looked at the previous enemy, and also looked at Zhao Zhu in the crowd, with fear in their eyes and the expectation of life.

Chen Jing shouted three times in a row, and there was finally a "clang" sound in the Beijing army.

"Throw away your weapons and never be held accountable!"

Originally, the Beijing army was in chaos, and Wu Chengkun's death was like a plate of scattered sand. The reason why they are still resisting is just the instinct to survive. Now that he has listened to Chen Jing's words, where is the willingness to fight?

What is the most important thing in war? Morale.

“…… His Highness has decreed that those who lay down their arms and surrender are not guilty. Willing to defect to the king of Jin, the Jin army welcomes. If you want to leave by yourself, the Jin army will never stop you! ”

"Yes!" Chen Jing looked at him for a moment, sighed in his heart, cleared his throat, and said loudly: "Brother Jingjun, listen well, you and I are the same ancestor and have no old grudges, eat Dayan's food, wear Dayan's clothes, are Dayan's people, why bother killing each other?" ”

"Shout!" Before he could come back to his senses, Zhao Zhu coldly commanded.

The dignified king, a hundred taels?

The steel knife in Chen Jing's hand hung down slightly, and blood dripped into the dirt, but his eyes were stunned, looking at the people staring at him not far away, he couldn't believe his ears at all-

"Chen Jing, remember your one hundred taels."

The cold wind raised Zhao Zhu's cloak and his blood-stained robe, he stood high on the war horse, holding a bow and arrow, his cold eyes were full of arrogant murderous aura, and Qingyue's voice was calm and powerful.

Between heaven and earth, there seemed to be an instant silence.

At this time, someone shouted, and the eyes of the crowd focused on Zhao Zhu.

"Your Highness!"

Withdraw! Withdraw! Withdraw! They don't just retreat.

As soon as Wu Chengkun died, the Beijing army was all in chaos.

I saw a feathered arrow pierce through his armor and pierce through his neck steadily, killing him, but he didn't have time to say a word of his last words.

Someone gasped, but they didn't know who did it.

"Wu Lao'er is dead!"

"Sizzle, dead!"

Immediately after, with a "tong", he planted himself from his horse, not moving, and streams of blood spilled from his neck, sliding into the mud, earthy yellow mud, bright red blood mixed together, looking particularly hideous.

In his horrified gaze was a kind of despair that was on the verge of death.

Before his cold voice fell, he saw Wu Chengkun, who was originally riding on a horse, leaning forward and slamming his body suddenly. As if someone had suddenly immobilized him, he stiffened for a moment, then suddenly turned his head slowly.

"Those who behead Wu Chengkun will be rewarded with a hundred taels of silver."

Chen Jing was only a few steps away from him, but there was a gap between the Jin army and the Beijing army, and he couldn't jump over for a while, seeing Wu Chengkun's back getting farther and farther away, he patted his ass anxiously and yelled.

"Catch Old Dog Wu!" Several Jin troops pounced.

The Jin army, who was close, found it and roared loudly.

"Quick! Get him! Old dog Wu wants to escape! ”

"Phew!" Spit fiercely in the palm of his hand, rubbed it, he held the war knife tightly with one hand, and with the other hand he grabbed the reins of the horse violently, then turned the horse's head and rushed in the opposite direction of the Yongding City Gate, his body was extremely fast.

In his decades of battlefield career, he has not been a deserter. But at this moment, he was unwilling to die here, he had to escape, and he wanted to find Lan Zi'an's Wang Ba Cake theory......

Wu Chengkun's face was pale, and he roared hoarsely, the despair and sadness of being isolated and helpless, and the humiliation that the Jin army gave him, made him almost collapse.

"What? Lan Zi'an was raised by this bitch. ”

"It is also appropriate to say that the general does not listen to the advice, acts on your own, and reaps the consequences. Now that the morale of the Jin army has increased greatly, and the Beijing army cannot fight with them, he has led the troops to retreat to Baxian, and reported the situation to the imperial court, asking His Majesty to make a decision and cure your crime. ”

"Say what?" Wu Chengkun was so angry that he smacked him.

As he was sighing, a soldier of the Beijing army rushed over, helped his crooked helmet, wiped the sweat on his head, and stammered: "Lan Shangshu said...... Say ......"

"General!"

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but sigh secretly - the emperor who had no generals in the court was not Zhao Zhu's opponent at all. Zhao Bottle came prepared, but the little emperor of Jingshi was still dreaming of it, and he didn't know Zhao Bottle's true strength at all.

Wu Chengkun looked at the young generals in the Jin army, they were full of spirit, but they were all fresh faces that he had never seen in the court in the past, and he knew that these were all new forces cultivated by Zhao Zhu.

Reality comes so fast!

"Kneel! Kneel—"

"Haha! Wu Lao'er, you also have today! ”

Some Jin Jun laughed and shouted, "What's the right thing to do if you just kneel down and admit defeat?" Lick the mud off our highness's feet so that the grandfathers can spare his life. ”

"Hahaha!"

Previously, Wu Chengkun forced Zhao Zhu to kneel, and the Jin army remembered the hatred, but now the situation is reversed, and Wu Chengkun is not damaged, how can he get rid of that breath?

"General Wu." Someone in the Jin army shouted, "The king of Jin is merciful, and he will not kill the general." You still quickly kneel in front of our Highness and shout three times to your grandfather, begging him to spare his life? ”

Unwilling to face the reality, he had to admit that he was defeated, and he was a mess, and everything, everything that he had been running all his life, would collapse in the First World War of Beiping!

All his life, Wu Chengkun has followed Emperor Hong Tai to fight countless victories, although he knows that Zhao Zhu is brave, but psychologically he has always looked down on a child like him. Now that he is defeated, looking at the sky from afar, he regrets it and really wants to poke himself in the eyes.

The blood splashed on Wu Chengkun's face became thicker, and the ranks of the Beijing army shrank smaller and smaller. But the morale of the Jin army was like a rainbow, and the more they fought, the more courageous they became, and finally forced them to a dead end.

Half an hour later-

The death of those innocent people was the best excuse for Zhao Zhu to raise troops and go south.

His actions fulfilled Zhao Bottle.

He finally understood that what Zhao Jun wanted was a legitimate reason to raise troops, a reason to show the people of the world, and similarly, he also needed a psychological opportunity to turn defeat into victory......

If he didn't have ambition, how could he train such a powerful Divine Machine Battalion? If he has no ambition, where did those Mongolian cavalry who didn't know where to fight come from?

But Zhao Zhu didn't run, didn't go, didn't fight, it was clearly fake.

Zhao Zhu's troops are small, and if he fights hard, it is difficult to say whether he will win or lose.

When he saw the Shenji Battalion entering the battlefield with strange firearms, he had already suddenly realized that everything was originally a trap, and when he got carried away, he had already fallen into Zhao Zhu's scheme.

Before they went to call the battle, Lan Zi'an gave Zhao Zhu a two-day deadline, and he did not agree with Wu Chengkun's move. But Wu Chengkun couldn't look at Lan Zi'an's young man's power, and laughed at him for being a scholar, and he didn't know how to lead troops to fight at all, so he insisted on forcing Zhao Tuo to abandon the city and surrender. But how would he have thought that Zhao Zhu, who had been "soft" for so long, had already prepared.

In addition to the people besieging Yongdingmen in Beiping Mansion today, the Beijing army still has at least half of its troops, which is stationed in Dahuanggou, ten miles away, in the hands of Lan Zi'an.

"Quick, ask Lan Shangshu for help."

Is it really like this? His expression was paused for a moment, then he suddenly turned his head and yelled at the lieutenant general beside him.

I didn't expect to lose so badly.

But it all happened so fast that he didn't expect it.

Countless soldiers were reduced to corpses and fell in front of him.

The encirclement of the Beijing army has long been dispersed.

The defeat was like a mountain, and in the chaos, Wu Chengkun wiped the blood on his face, and looked at Zhao Zhu who stood tall in the distance through the crowd, with a pair of red eyes, gradually cooling.

The fire of revenge is getting stronger and stronger.

"Revenge, revenge!"

Zhao Zun looked coldly at the crowd in front of him, took a few steps forward, raised his sword and shouted, "The Jin army listens to the order, Wu Chengkun arsons are evil, slaughtering the people, heaven does not tolerate it, everyone will be punished, and avenge the people who died in vain!" ”

In the face of the shadow of death, in the face of the shock of the "cold-faced Hades", the formation of the Beijing army was scattered, and it was scattered by the Mongolian cavalry "Tai'anwei" in the Jin army.

No one is not afraid of death.

More people, without saying a word, sacrificed their young lives for a war that they couldn't fight with eight poles.

Those who have time to call their mothers are lucky.

"My mother! Oh my God......"

Another person fell in front of Zhao Zhu.

"Ahh A scream.

Some old, powerless women and children, who had no weapons, went home with kitchen knives, and some carried benches to spontaneously form a human wall to prevent the Beijing division from breaking into the city. Some people even removed the door panels of their homes to help transfer the wounded soldiers of the Jin army, and they were not afraid of the swords and halberds of the Beijing army at all...... In the early morning mist, Yongdingmen, which looked noisy and chaotic, was everything in an orderly manner, which shocked the Beijing army from afar, and the army's morale was disheartened.

He is not afraid of death, and the people of the entire Beiping City are not afraid of death.

He is not afraid of death, and the entire Jin army is not afraid of death.

He is in front, and there will be countless people behind him.

Zhao Zhu habitually took the lead and killed in front.

When we meet on a narrow road, the brave wins.

Everyone has a different reason to fight, and each reason is their courage to defy life and death. Listening to the earth-shattering voice, Zhao Tuo didn't say a word, he is not a person who is used to shouting slogans, let alone Xia Chuqi, a special soldier of later generations, who is accustomed to political slogans, he is just killing, killing, and killing people all the time, the long sword in his hand is a weapon, and his gaze is also a weapon, shocking thousands of Beijing troops.

"Fight to kill the Dog Emperor!"

"Fight for revenge."

"Fight for your parents."

"Fight for Beiping!"

The loud voice of a school captain sounded, and soon the entire Jin army changed its slogan, and the cry of "fighting for the king of Jin" echoed for a long time in the sky above Beiping City, and became a piece with the shouting of killing, which broke through the clouds agitatedly, tore the pressure of the battlefield, and stirred the minds of countless people!

"Brothers, fight for Your Highness!"

At this moment, it has also become the belief of countless people in Beiping.

"God of War Zhao Bottle" is a monument, is the belief of the Jin army.

The power of faith is endless.

They always believe that the person standing in front of them is Zhao Zhu, the god of war who has won all battles and has never been defeated. I also believe that as long as Zhao Zhu's sharp knife tip is pointing, all obstacles will be turned into ashes and vanished.

There was a loud "boom", and in the peculiar smell of gunpowder, another artillery bombardment exploded in the Beijing army, attracting the attention of countless people and inspiring the Jin army's belief in victory.

"Fight for honor, the Jin army will win, will win!"

On the battlefield, in front of thousands of troops, her voice was quickly drowned out by the shouts of the tide. However, it was soon replaced by another, more passionate voice, which became a cry of unison.

"Fighting for honor, the Jin army will win, will win."

Clenched her fists, a killing aura that belonged to the battlefield alone, swept through her senses, stirred her blood, her eyes were red, and she barely thought about it, and she shouted loudly.

The more than 100 people who died in vain will not die in vain.

But except for Zhao Zhu, few people can do it to the extreme.

Everyone knows how to break through the cauldron and have the courage to sink the boat.

In addition to the large number of people, the Beijing army did not have any advantages. Zhao Zhu wants to defeat the strong with the weak, if there is no psychology of victory, morale is not high, how can he win? At this moment, he has been waiting for a long time, and he has been planning for a long time, and finally he will use the minimum price to achieve the greatest benefits.

This is a true truth through the ages.

The proud army will be defeated, and the mourning army will be victorious......

Under the city tower, dense figures, sharp war knives, piercing blood, mutilated bodies, roaring war horses, banners with the word "Jin", and Zhao Zhu with a murderous face in the crowd...... Looking at all this, she shuddered.

Her eyes were heavy, and she rushed up to the castle tower as fast as she could.

Beiping City is still under the control of the Jin army.

When the seventh day of the summer returned to Yongding Gate from the Jin Palace, the city gate had already been opened, and the soldiers and horses of the two soldiers were also fighting in one place in the sound of artillery.

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Nowadays, wars rely on a queue of people, and once the formation is dispersed, it is like the water of a river that bursts its embankment, and it can no longer resist the impact of the enemy. Amid the hoarse cries, some of the soldiers of the Beijing army began to flee, and the strong men were quickly dispersed.

"General, I can't resist it!"

However, no matter how loud he shouted, he could no longer gather morale. The murderous Jin army swept like a tornado, impacting the formation of the Beijing army.

"Damn, whoever dares to retreat, Lao Tzu will kill him with a knife."

"Rush! Rush forward for me. ”

He raised his head and shouted, "Don't retreat." ”

Someone was shouting back loudly, and Wu Chengkun was annoyed.

"Hurry back! Hurry back! ”

"Oh my God! It's horrible! ”

The whole earth seemed to shake at the sound of artillery. Patches of smoke rose with the sound of cannons, and black pressure rolled in, like the steel teeth of a beast, tearing apart the bodies of countless people.

Glaring at the rows of fallen people in front of him, he froze.

At this moment, Wu Chengkun's heart was about to jump out of his throat.

In terms of range, the bow and crossbow in the era of cold weapons are far from being compared with firearms that have added postmodern concepts. Cannons, guns, grenades...... What kind of deterrent effect does the mixing of various firearms have?

Soon, the first sound of the counterattack came from the Meteor Cannon.

"Boom-"

They had seen firearms, but they had never seen them like this.

Jing Jun's face showed a ghostly surprise.

"Look, what's that?"

However, as soon as his voice fell, he heard a "clang" sound breaking through the air. Feeling suffocated, he turned his head to look, only to see that on the spacious road of Yongding Gate, rows of artillery with red clothes were pushed out by the soldiers of the Jin army, and well-trained soldiers, carrying fire tongs, with a strange firearm hanging on their waists-grenades, rushed over with neat steps.

"Don't be afraid! Tens of thousands of people in Zhao District, how can they compete with our army? Wu Chengkun shouted, raising his knife to command the soldiers to charge.

The tragic screams and scarlet blood stained the sky above Beiping Mansion were depicted as a hideous and terrifying picture, with thousands of troops and horses rolling in, with a terrifying shout, portraying the first battle of the Jin army in the south as extremely tragic.

The drums of war beat and the horses trampled. The piercing sound of gold and iron clashing sharply pierced the thick clouds and mist, and on this battlefield full of flames, there was the most primitive wildness and strength of human beings, as well as exhilarating and passionate passion.

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"Don't worry, princess, I will definitely protect the little princess."

If she could, she also wanted to put on her armor and ride a horse with that man to kill the enemy, and the blood stained her breasts, but the little man in her arms weighed a thousand catties. She's here, and this is her battlefield.

She and His Royal Highness are always inseparable.

Qinglan didn't understand that much, but she wasn't surprised by her actions.

"Where he is, I'll be there." Xia Chuqi turned the "lock love" on his left wrist, his eyes sank, as if he was smiling, and the emotions that slowly flowed out of his eyes were actually happy, "What's more, today is the time to test the results of firearms, how can I, the chief engineer, not go?" ”

"Princess, what are you going to do?"

"Qinglan, help me take care of her."

At this moment, she couldn't hear the person behind her neighing, so she only walked quickly into the Jin Palace, went straight to the secret room in the study, and then cautiously stuffed Baoyin into Qinglan's arms.

When the war is over and the dust settles, I don't know what their family will become, but she can't retreat, let alone drag Zhao Bottle's hind legs.

She knew that from this day forward, everything would be different.

Regardless of whether Baoyin can understand it or not, on the way back to the Jin Palace, she explained Zhao Zhu's "ruthlessness" to her daughter over and over again, and she was also worried about the situation in Yongdingmen again and again.

Xia Chuqi hugged him, patted her on the back, and said softly, "Daddy doesn't want us. It was because he wanted us that he let us go. When we are safe, he has no worries. ”

"Auntie, why doesn't Daddy want us?" Xiao Baoyin hugged Xia Chuqi's neck tightly, pouting her small mouth, and a little unconvinced.

However, just before this uncertain battle, an emotion that might be separated forever made him suddenly find that his love for Qinglan was much deeper than he thought.

Qinglan has always paid a lot between the two of them, and he just felt the gentleness, kindness and understanding of this woman, as well as her deep affection for him.

Regarding the relationship between men and women, Chen Jing did not care about it in the past.

"Take care" is the best advice.

Chen Jing looked at the back of her leaving with the child, clenched the waist knife in her hand, the tragic feeling in her chest was hot for a while, and she spit out the two words gently, but no one could hear it, and even he didn't know, and at the moment when Qinglan turned around, he also whispered the same two words as him.

"Take care!"

In the crowd, the two of them just looked at each other silently, and with only one glance, Qinglan turned around in stride, hugged Baoyin, and led Zheng Erbao and Xia Chuqi to leave together. Yongdingmen is about to meet in close quarters, and it is extremely unsafe for them to stay here. The faster you go, the better.

Chen Jing's voice was deep, and his words were said to Zhao Zhu, but his eyes were aimed at Qinglan who was holding the child. Before the big war, even the wind in the air seemed to want to find an opportunity to explain a few words to his relatives, but he didn't have time to say more than half a word to Qinglan.

"Yes. Your Highness! ”

"Prepare for war, open the gates."

Zhao Zhu's eyes narrowed, nodded, and didn't say anything more to her, but walked sideways to Chen Jing, who was standing on the side, patted him on the shoulder, and glanced at Xia Chuqi for a short time.

"I'm here, the little princess and the princess are here. I'm dead, and the little princess and princess are still here. ”

Qinglan gently hugged Xiao Baoyin, her eyes firm.

However, being entrusted with a heavy responsibility can also give a person courage.

It's not easy to be entrusted with a heavy responsibility, especially at this time.

The master's family finally got together, and everything was not going well, but they encountered the beginning of the war. Now in the Jin Palace, the men, including the guards and the guards, have been put into the battlefield, and Zhao Tuo really can't send more people to protect his wife and daughter, so Qinglan, a girl with good skills, has become the best candidate.

A few words are very concise, but they weigh a thousand pounds for Qinglan.

"Take care of her and her mother."

"......" Looking at her daughter's delicate little face, Zhao Yu already smiled between his eyebrows, "When you grow up, Dad will take you there." After saying that, he turned his head and glanced at the smiling Xia Chuqi, then glanced at Qinglan again, and handed the little Baoyin in his arms to her.

"Bao Yin also goes to war."

"Obedient, Daddy is going to war."

Zhao Tuo glanced at the crowd in front of him, a little helpless.

Baoyin is very unaccustomed to the affection of this "cold father", but no child does not like to be pampered by adults, not to mention that she rarely sees her father's gentle smiling face, so she is even more courageous, her small mouth is pursed, and she said coquettishly: "No, Baoyin wants to be with Daddy." ”

"You and your mother go back to the house first, and wait for your father obediently."

With a sigh, he bent down and hugged Xiao Baoyin in the crook of his arm, pinched her little face that had become red because of running, and smoothed the pigtails on her head.

Zhao Zhu's dark face softened.

There is no father in the world who can resist such coquettishness, not to mention that the person who Xiao Baoyin often hangs in his mouth has always been Amu Gulang, and he has never praised her father for being handsome......

"Daddy...... Daddy......"

The little daughter's voice was tender and crunchy, one after another.

"Daddy, you are so handsome today, Baoyin likes you so much."

Baoyin likes to be lively, and when he saw so many people, he was even more happy, broke free from Qinglan's arm, and ran towards Zhao Zhu. When she got closer, she saw that Daddy was motionless, as if she was a little angry, her eyes rolled around, and she hugged Zhao Zhu's leg suddenly, holding her little head high, and her eyes were shining.

Erbao's father-in-law was stabbed by Zhao Zhu's cold gaze, and he was frightened, so he hurriedly explained. But Xiao Baoyin didn't know what war was at all, looking left and right, and felt that today's Beiping City was very lively, more lively than ever.

"Master, the little county lord is crying and coming, and the slave can't do it."

Behind them, followed by Zheng Erbao, who was panting.

The little girl is Baoyin who is being held in Qinglan's arms.

Before he could finish speaking, at this time, on the long muddy street crowded with people, there was a voice as immature as a little yellow oriole bird. She didn't know the danger, and shouted happily, like a child going to a market, excited.

"Auntie, Daddy-"

Now that his wife and daughter are in the city, he cannot be defeated, nor can he afford to be defeated.

He wasn't afraid before, he didn't care.

No one is not afraid of a war that seems to be won or lost.

If it weren't for his excellent eyesight, he would have thought that she was really relaxed and not afraid at all when he saw the tension and suppressed panic in her eyes at a glance.

On the bluestone steps, the little woman with a pale face stood like that, looking at him calmly, with a vague smile on her lips, as if she was encouraging her husband who was about to go on a journey, and as if she was saying goodbye to him.

Zhao Zun paused and turned around.

Looking at his straight back, Xia Chuqi shouted in a low voice.

"Zhao Nineteen-"

With a light "um", Zhao Jun seemed to answer, but it seemed that he did not answer. He walked down the steps of the castle tower step by step, a face covered with clouds filled with a thick haze and cold owl, and the battle armor on his body shone with a cold light, as sharp as the tip of a knife......

Chen Jing's chest rose and fell violently, his eyes were red, and he stepped forward to ask for his life.

"Your Highness! Without further ado, give the order. ”

The autumn wind on the city tower rolled up the black cloak on Zhao Zhu's body. Raised, falling, rising again, falling again, just like every fiercely beating heart at this time, nervous, expectant, uneasy, mixed with taste......

"Victory or defeat" is not just two words, it is also human life, the life of countless people.

There are many classic battles in history in which the weak defeated the strong, which sounds very exciting and makes people's blood boil, but its tragedy is not as easy as the three words in the history books.

Wu Chengkun's soldiers were in the city, and a battle in Beiping was inevitable. But the number of Jin troops under Zhao Zun's command was less than 100,000, even if the crowd was passionate and desperately defended the city, but in terms of numbers, compared with the Beijing army outside the Yongding Gate, it was also a small thing.

The shouts were whistling, the clouds were dense for thousands of miles, and the atmosphere was tense and oppressive.

The wind is neighing, and the flag is blowing!