It was night, and the sky was heavy, and lightning and thunder were roaring.

A team of men and horses galloped on the narrow mountain road, led by a man dressed in hunting, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and it was Du Chengyuan who escaped from the battle.

He was followed by his own retinue, and those who had been allocated from the army had long been abandoned behind him.

In fact, they didn't go far, and there was a faint sound of fighting behind them, and one after another, it made people's hearts chill.

A retinue's face was full of unbearable color, and he asked tentatively, "My lord, shall we just leave?" ”

"What? Are you going back to save people? Du Chengyuan immediately glanced at him and asked meaninglessly.

The attendant didn't dare to say anything, and at the same time put away the look on his face.

Du Chengyuan looked back at the road behind him, his expression was gloomy, and said, "I warn you, now is not the time to be good-hearted. This time, we are all shouldering heavy responsibilities. If you miss the queen's big event, I'm afraid that your master won't be able to bear this responsibility. ”

His whole person was shrouded in darkness, and his face was intertwined with light and dark, and there was a treacherous color for no reason. The tone was already faint, and the sound of the wind whirring in his ears was a little more terrifying.

Many of the attendants bowed their eyebrows and stood respectfully behind him, no longer daring to have any objections.

Du Chengyuan had already expected their reaction before making this move, but there were priorities, and in order to complete Queen Du's explanation as scheduled, he had to risk being spurned by the world to do this.

Thinking of this, he turned his head and asked an attendant on the left-hand side, "The letter you sent was delivered?" ”

"Go back to your lordship, send it out early in the morning." The retinue said.

Du Chengyuan nodded with satisfaction and said to himself, "Don't blame me." Whether he can survive or not depends on whether Xie Er can arrive in time and turn the tide. After all, that's all I can do......"

After speaking, he looked back again and said, "Leave a few people behind and see if there are survivors in that ambush?" If so, you should know how, right? ”

He had always been gentle, and rarely had such a sharp mouth. But when the entourage behind him heard this, they only felt a chill in their hearts, and they looked at him like they were looking at some kind of monster.

This person is so cruel. For the sake of fame, do you want to kill all the people who are lucky enough to survive?

Rao is how ruthless they are, compared to the heart of the man in front of them, it is simply not worth mentioning. But since the master told them to listen to this man, they had no choice but to do what they were told.

Du Chengyuan was not afraid that they would have resentment, before leaving Tianjing, Empress Du gave him enough rights, he only needed to move his mouth, and someone else would do what he needed to do for him.

And that letter should have arrived in Xie Erjun now, right?

If he didn't want the Dou family's father and son to return to Jiuquan like this, he wouldn't do it too much. In terms of ruthlessness, it is far inferior to Queen Du who is far away in Tianjing!

Thinking so, he didn't delay any longer, raised his horsewhip, and ran in the direction of Tianjing.

However, he said that the father and son of the Dou family were trapped in the city, embattled, and the disparity in strength was huge, and they did not dare to go out of the city to fight.

"Father, it's not a way to keep it like this!" Dou Changke's eagle-like sharp eyes swept over, and his body exuded a soaring murderous aura.

The food in the city had already been taken away by Tang Mengqian, and they simply could not fight a protracted war with the enemy outside the city. But it's not realistic to want a quick solution.

Dou Shiqian also thought of this, his brows furrowed tightly, and he sighed heavily: "Why don't I know this truth? If we didn't have foreign aid, we wouldn't have survived at all. Is it too late to send a message to the distant marquis now? ”

"Give it a try." Dou Changke clenched his fists, and the murderous aura in his eyes was terrifying.

Thinking that the culprit who caused this predicament had fled, he hated it even more, and smashed his fist on the city wall, "If we can escape this time, I will definitely not let go of that Cheng Yuan!" At the moment of the great enemy, he actually dared to escape from the battle, he was simply unworthy of being a human being! ”

At the mention of this person, Dou Shiqian's face was also full of anger, and his eyes were already burning with raging fire, eager to burn Du Chengyuan, who had escaped, to ashes.

He had never been so embarrassed in his life. Thinking of Cheng Yuan, the culprit, something seemed to be tumbling and boiling in his chest, and all his internal organs seemed to be rubbed.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion under the city gate, and thousands of soldiers rushed towards the city gate like a tide, and the sound of fighting and shouting was endless, and the hearts of the people were tense when they heard it.

The father and son of the Dou family glanced at each other, immediately picked up their weapons, walked down the city tower quickly, and led the few soldiers in the city to guard the city gates. As they say, in the midst of an embattled predicament, there is a huge disparity in forces, and it is not advisable to open the gates of the city to fight. Unless they can break through a certain defence, defense is the way to go.

Fortunately, the fortifications of this city are still quite strong, and the soldiers in the city are all one of the hundreds, and they will defend this place for a while, leaving no opportunity for the enemy to take advantage of.

The battle continues to be stalemate.

In the second half of the night, it rained heavily, and after several defenses, the enemy finally stopped attacking, and the whole city stood quietly in the rain.

The pouring rain poured down on the ground, washing away the strong smell of blood and obscuring the vision of the people on the castle tower.

Dou Shiqian and his son stood on the city tower, and suddenly their entourage strode up, and said in a panic: "My lord, son, I just got the news, our letter was stopped!" How can this be? ”

"What did you say?" Father and son were shocked together, and they both saw the deepest hidden despair in each other's eyes.

If the letter can't be preached, won't it be waiting for death?