The Beginning of Troubled Times Chapter 17: The Fall of the Dawn (2)

Guan Yu stood at the door of the study, looking at the rain outside the house, and he didn't hear it when the subordinates called him a few times, until he put his clothes on him, he was stunned for a moment, and nodded slightly in thanks.

He is now the captain of the North Gate garrison, and the military power of the North Gate is in his hands at the moment. He became the captain of the North Gate garrison, in fact, it was a complete accident, he was cautious, and even a little timid and afraid, he should have lived honestly in his original position for a lifetime, but the previous garrison captain was very old, and he was found dead at home a few months ago, so he began to elect a new captain, and everyone fought for this position. Those people suddenly stopped fighting, one by one either had a headache and a lively problem, or felt that they were not capable enough to take office, and after a few troubles, someone suddenly said, "The North Gate Garrison is engaged in Guan Yu is cautious, and the task of defending the city is entrusted to him, and the emperor will be able to protect the emperor without worry." ”

Guan Yu became the supreme governor of the North Gate in this way, but it's okay, it's a little more lulu, he is alone, he is in his forties but has not yet started a family, and the only thing he cares about is the old mother who is thousands of miles away in the old mansion at home. But two months ago, he suddenly received a letter with a string of Buddhist beads that his mother used to hold in her hand. That night, he was found.

"As long as the general helps us to attack the city, when it is done, glory and wealth, and delicious beauties, the general can enjoy it endlessly, and if he refuses, the general should also understand what the fate will be."

Guan Yu looked at the rain curtain outside the door again and sighed heavily.

"Since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety can't be both......"

......

The imperial capital Xuanwumen, when it was ugly.

At night, the rain is still dripping, the atmosphere on the city wall is becoming more and more solemn, a pile of bonfires every ten steps, enough to illuminate every corner, the sound of heavy footsteps and the collision of armor is panicking, a team after a team of soldiers holding special torches to patrol back and forth, a quarter of an hour to change, some people still have a horn on their chests, tonight it is terrible to get dark, bring a horn, it will be an extra layer of protection, although the soldiers on patrol have been more than twice as many as before, but they still dare not slacken, From here, you can even see the flickering fires in the Tuoba Yan camp twenty miles away, and their army will attack at any time, and the slightest carelessness will have unimaginable consequences.

Wu Ji carried a knife and strode on the city wall, occasionally encountering a sleepy soldier who stepped forward to wake him up vigorously, and did not say a word, such a high-intensity task these days, drowsiness must be inevitable.

Not far away, Liang Cheng followed the other division in the opposite direction of Wu Ji, turning his head to look at the Tuoba Yan camp from time to time, and asked in a low voice: "Centurion, did you say those people would attack tonight?" ”

"I don't know, but whether they attack or not, you have to show 120,000 points of spirit, the emperor of Daxi, is behind us." The other division deliberately raised the volume so that everyone in the group could hear it. Most of the ten-person team he led were recruits who had been in charge of halberds for less than a year, especially Liang Cheng, who had just joined the army when Tuoba Yan attacked the city for the first time, and he was still a thin young man who couldn't even hold a knife, and now he can be regarded as a good hand with a knife.

A thunderbolt suddenly flashed, illuminating most of the semi-black sky, and Beishi subconsciously turned his head, and suddenly found that the fire in Tuoba Yan's camp was being extinguished little by little, and in a moment it merged with the dark earth, as if the camp had never existed at all.

"Not good!" Beishi was shocked, it should be a signal for them to attack, I don't know how many people saw it, he lowered his head and went to get the horn on his chest without thinking. A knife suddenly penetrated his chest, without a trace of hesitation, he recognized the knife, although the knife was stained with his own blood, he still recognized it, it was given to Liang Cheng by his own hands, he watched it swing thousands of times on Liang Cheng's hand, piercing the chests of enemies who climbed the city wall one after another, but he didn't expect that this time, it was his own chest that was pierced. But he still couldn't believe that the thin, timid, alert teenager would turn the knife at him, and he tried to turn back, wanting to confirm it with his own eyes. I only saw Liang Cheng draw out the knife expressionlessly, and the eight people behind him were full of shock, but they still pulled out their weapons and rushed up, but Liang Cheng seemed to be a different person, the knife danced in his hand, and the eight of them had no power to parry, but they all fell in the blink of an eye.

Beishi fell to the ground weakly, his face hurt from the helmet, the corners of his mouth and chest, blood was constantly oozing out, and his consciousness was blurring a little, "I can't die yet." He thought, and then laboriously took the horn from under his body, put it to his mouth, and blew it with all his might.

The sudden sound of the horn alarmed everyone.

"The Thieves Are Coming!!" Someone shouted.

The walls immediately became noisy, and there was no one to attack the city, only countless people like Liang Cheng, who killed the people around them, kicked over torches, and caused as much chaos as possible.

"Over there! Over there! Someone shouted hoarsely.

"That's ...... Granary?! ”