Jiang Ge has been holding on to the city wall for two whole days, and today is the last day agreed, if he persists, he may have a chance to survive.

There are only eight guards left who have been protecting themselves, Fu Bo blocked the three arrows for Jiang Ge on the second day, the old and frail body fell straight to the inner side of the city wall, fortunately the foot of the city wall was full of corpses, and the arrows did not shoot into the vital point, the battle on the city wall was fierce, the defenders responsible for supervising the battle had joined the defense, and the civilians who fell down the inner city were not cared about at all, Fu Bo, who was lying in the pile of dead bodies, woke up in the evening and it was evening, the sky had just darkened, and the city wall was still shouting to kill the earth, and there were corpses rolling down from the city wall, Falling on a pile of corpses that are getting higher and higher.

After nightfall, Fauber carefully observed the movement around him, except for the defenders who continued to reinforce the city walls and the corpses that fell, the city was empty. Just after the defenders who had just reinforced the city wall went up the city wall, Fauber found that from the pile of dead bodies, black shadows kept crawling out, and took advantage of the darkness to quickly cross the street and disappear into the silent and dark alleys.

The disheveled Fauber gritted his teeth and broke the shaft of the arrow that pierced his body, pushed away the already cold corpse beside him, endured severe pain and limped through the dilapidated carriages and other miscellaneous objects scattered on the street as cover, and quickly disappeared into the dark night towards the dilapidated houses closest to the city wall.

When Fu Bo fell into the city, countless Hun soldiers rushed up the city wall through a straight ladder, and Jiang Ge, who had no time to find Fu Bo, was besieged on the city wall, and since then the five-zhang wide city wall has become a human purgatory.

Two days and two nights have passed, and the huge boulders and fireballs that have been smashed into Chang'an from outside the city have never stopped, and the huge city wall that has been baptized by countless battles has begun to crack and partially collapse under the continuous impact of the boulders on the first day, and a large area of buildings close to the city wall in the city has been reduced to ruins, and the huge flames have left a whole piece of scorched black.

On the first day, hundreds of thousands of defenders and civilians on the Chang'an city wall braved a burst of arrows that covered the sky and the sun, and the bombardment of boulders blocked the hundreds of thousands of fierce Xiongnu siege troops at the cost of more than half of the civilian losses.

On the second day, after the first Huns who climbed the city wall with a scimitar killed seven or eight civilians armed with wooden guns, the four city walls around Chang'an were like floods bursting embankments, and countless ladders were constantly pedaling up the ladders by Hun soldiers with fierce faces and evil faces.

The civilians who were originally killed and wounded became the first meat shield, and under the tremendous pressure of fear and death threats, civilians with no combat experience and military training used their lives and bodies to obstruct the speed of the Xiongnu army's siege.

After a whole day of bloody fighting, it was finally well controlled after the Governor Suo Qi sent reinforcements to kick the city wall, and all the Huns stranded on the city wall were killed, and the cloud ladder was burned by the defenders.

On the city wall in the middle of the night, blood soaked every gray brick, and countless stumps and severed arms were thrown out of the city at will. The entire north of Chang'an City was shrouded in a black night, silent, like a dead city.

Fu Bo disappeared when the enemy attacked the city and fought chaotically, he was anxious and worried about Fu Bo's safety but was in danger and had no time to take care of it, Jiang Ge who was sad in his heart was like a trapped beast out of the cage, and the Hun soldiers were killed, but the enemy seemed to be unable to kill it all, and the guards around him fell one by one. Fortunately, in the evening, the reinforcements stepped up to the city tower and fought for more than two hours before they completely prevented the enemy from continuing to attack the city. Looking at the burning ladders, Jiang Ge leaned against the city wall and hugged his trembling body and fell into a deep sleep.

Jiang Ge, who had not rested for three hours, was awakened by the sound of the compact siege horn outside the city, it was already the early morning of the third day, and there were only eight people left around to guard Jiang Ge, everyone was almost at the limit, and the strips of cloth stained red by blood were all over the people, and Jiang Ge also had four or five strips of cloth soaked in blood and tightly wrapped in water.

The remaining eight Jiang Ge couldn't all name them, but their blood-stained faces were deeply engraved in Jiang Ge's mind.

There are the Shadow Guards who are responsible for keeping themselves safe, the three Tsing Yi Guards, and the two butlers who follow Fu Bo every day, a domestic servant who is responsible for repairing the garden, and a cook who was originally fat but is now as thin as a monkey.

When the overwhelming Hun soldiers rushed to the city wall, the drum towers on the four walls of Chang'an sounded impassionedly.

Jiang Ge stood up and straightened his messy hair, facing the remaining eight scarred Jiang family members, clasping his fists, bowing, and saluting.

The horn company camped, and the drums beat excitedly.

The eight of them clasped their fists at the same time and knelt down on one knee, their eyes full of determination.

Turning to look at Jiang Ge outside the city, holding a fine iron spear, standing proudly in the wind, looking at death as if he were at home.

On the huge battlefield, a new round of offensive began.

Boulders and fireballs flew from outside the city to the city wall one after another, a boulder rubbed the side of the drum tower and smashed into the city, the doors and windows on the roof of the drum tower that were hit collapsed to the ground, the broken tiles and broken wood shot away, in the drum tower, shirtless, has been covered with layers of fine sweat, the strong muscles with the rhythmic wave of the arms, the drumsticks hit the war drums again and again, even if the drum tower was smashed by the boulder half of the drums, the drum sounded, no effect.

A garrison captain on the city wall who was supervising the battle had just whipped a few civilians who wanted to hide under the city wall with a whip, and before he could scold, a flying stone of the size of a half man rubbed the heavy battlements in the direction of the captain, and in an instant, the stone flying man shattered, and an arm fell where the captain was standing just now, and the five fingers holding the whip were still opening and closing, trying to grab the whip but couldn't catch it.

The defenders seized the gap in the volley outside the city and continued to drop rolling wood, stones, and boiling oil pots poured down the ladder, and the corpses piled up outside the city wall were poured with hot oil, and countless torches were thrown from the city wall, and the fire was monstrous in an instant, and the enemy troops gathered under the city left the ladder and fled quickly, and the enemies who were still clinging to the ladder became a live target, and were shot by the defenders' bows and crossbows one by one, and fell into the sea of fire.

The fire burned for a whole hour, the corpses under the city of Chang'an turned into scorched earth, a team of Huns carrying the ladder appeared on the battlefield again, and quickly rushed to the city under the cover of the shield soldiers, as if it was a moth that was not afraid of death, the Huns climbed the ladder, under the cover of a round of feather arrow salvo after half an hour of siege, and finally after countless civilian casualties, dozens of miles of the city wall began to appear a rout gap, a group of Hun soldiers killed all the living things that could be seen on the city wall like hungry wolves preyed.

The dozens of paces that Jiang Ge and his servants defended, with the full cooperation of other defenders and civilians, did not allow the enemy on the ladder to break through. But not far away, already occupied by the enemy, is massing. Seeing that more and more enemies are gathered, if the size of the squad is formed, the consequences will be unimaginable.

After Jiang Ge, who had already cooperated tacitly, made eye contact with the defending generals behind him, Jiang Ge took the remaining eight members of the Jiang family, mopped the ground with spears, and stabbed at the enemy army that was still gathering a hundred paces away at a speed as fast as lightning.

The gun is like a dragon, only to see the fine iron spear in the Jiang singer constantly stabbing at the enemy, the shining steel gun head cutting through all the objects in contact, the gun is like thunder, the momentum is heavy, and the heroic posture is cool.

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Fu Bo, who escaped from the corpse pile and ascended to heaven, hid in the ruins and dug out three arrowheads, sprinkled them with medicinal powder, and found a place where he could see the Jiang family guarding the boundary to lie down and rest, there were corpses falling down on the city wall, but there was no young master of his own, which made Fu Bo feel a little relieved, Jiang Ge was guarded by a master by his side, and he also had martial arts, so there should be no problem to insist on three days.

Not long after Jiang Ge led his people to rush into the enemy formation that was gathering troops, Fu Bo looked above the city wall through the window with only a dark frame, hoping to see the figure of his young master.

Suddenly, a rapid queue of footsteps passed through the street where Fu Bo was, and a team of well-equipped Imperial Forest Army rushed to the head of the city, and then shouted on the city wall to kill the heavens, and the corpses of Hun soldiers fell from the tall city wall to the corpse pile, and about half a column of incense A Royal Forest Military Captain wearing a cyan cloak and carrying Jiang Ge covered in blood quickly ran from the city wall towards the place where Fu Bo was.

Fauber then heard someone downstairs knock the hilt of a knife on the stone wall three or three times, and then vanished. After hearing the code, Fu Bo quickly went downstairs, and saw Jiang Ge, who was covered in blood and already unconscious, in a dark corner, with a white cloth bag and a kettle beside him.

After seeing Jiang Ge, Fu Bo quickly came to the broken door, reached out and took down a triangular Jiang Ziling flag, then carried Jiang Ge to the second floor, carefully wiped the corners of Jiang Ge's mouth and wounds with the wine in the kettle, took out the pill from his arms and put it in Jiang Ge's mouth, and took out the kettle with water and fed it to his mouth to take the pill. After doing everything he could, Fu Bo hugged Jiang Ge, whose body was shaking and twitching due to the long-term fierce battle, and looked at the direction of the city for a while, and looked at the gloomy sky for a while.

Fauber kept silently reciting in his heart: "Heaven bless." ”

Jiang Ge, who was lying in a coma in Fu Bo's bad, seemed to have begun to fall asleep after hearing Fu Bo's voice, and his trembling body gradually stabilized.

It was late at night, and an old figure carrying a motionless Jiang Ge on his back walked left and right through the ruins of the huge Chang'an City, and entered a dilapidated courtyard, and the word "white" was written in white paint on a wooden board that fell on the ground at the door of the small courtyard.

After settling down Jiang Ge, who was seriously injured and unconscious, Fu Bo searched around the courtyard, and only returned to the small courtyard room after confirming that it was safe, looked at Jiang Ge who was sleeping in the grass, picked up the wine jug and took a sip gently, sighed deeply, as if the boulder in his heart had landed, closed his eyes, and the fear and torment of several days turned into endless sleepiness, and dragged Fu Bo, who was still thinking about being awake, into complete darkness.

The city defense on the city wall has long been torn apart after the arrival of the Imperial Forest Army and once again surrounded and killed the enemy, after several times you fight for me, in the extremely bloody and fierce hand-to-hand confrontation, the well-equipped Imperial Forest Army successfully held the city wall for dozens of miles under the condition of occupying the geographical advantage, the Hun army dropped nearly 100,000 corpses, and the banner died down, and the ant siege of the city for several days has come to an end since then.

In the Xiongnu camp, Liu Yao announced that he would continue to besiege Chang'an after killing three battalion generals who were not trying their best to preserve their strength, so that they would run out of ammunition and food, and become a real ghost town.

Hidden in the gloom of the Chang'an Imperial Palace, the young emperor stood on the tall Suzaku Gate Tower, looking at the pitch-black Chang'an City in front of him. I've been watching it for a long time, and I've been stupid, and it seems that everything has come back.

Chang'an City, which used to be brilliantly lit and singing every night, was greeted by the endless flow of people, the young handsome people who scolded Fang Yu in the green building, the heroic stories of the rivers and lakes in the restaurant, the children of the scholars galloping on the streets, and the shy little ladies who hid their faces in the luxury carriages. A wealthy businessman from the north and the south who spent a lot of money. Drunk lamp fans, young and frivolous dogs and horses.

Countless flowery pictures outline the prosperity of Chang'an, but now it is like a mirror, and under the vanity of the prosperous era is the hell on earth in front of you.