The dark cloud of rebellion has enveloped the entire land south of the Yangtze River.

The decay of the Northern Song Dynasty, the policy of sharing the world between scholars and emperors, and Zhao Ji's mediocrity are vividly reflected in the land south of the Yangtze River.

It only took more than two months for an ambitious lacquer plantation owner to defeat the well-armored officers and troops in succession, and completely controlled the two Zhejiang roads, three states and a half of the country, which shows the decadence and incompetence of the Northern Song Dynasty.

Fang Qifo and Fang Baihua, after letting Zhao Hao go, no longer stayed, waved the main army of 40,000, and killed Hangzhou City in a mighty way.

After the baptism of the Xikeng Battle, the Muzhou War, and the Shezhou Battle, the fighting quality of the peasants and mercenaries who had not been in battle in the rebel army was obviously greatly improved, and their morale and combat effectiveness were not weaker than those of the local van army.

Especially in the battle of Shezhou, the defeat of Guo Shizhong, known as the third general of the southeast of the Great Song Dynasty, and his elite, the rebel general Fang Baihua personally rushed to behead Guo Shizhong, which made the rebels have high morale and high morale.

In the next battle of Hangzhou Mansion, the rebels were like a bamboo, Fang Baihua raided lightly, first broke the new city, and then took Fuyang City three days later, which was famous for a while, so that the Song army was terrified when he heard the name of this female devil.

Seven days later, Fang Baihua's army had appeared outside the Fengshan Gate in Hangzhou, which shocked Zhu Mian.

The rebels played the slogan of "Zhu Mian", the arrow pointed directly at Zhu Mian, Zhu Mian, the old fox naturally could not coexist with Hangzhou, that night under the embrace of hundreds of domestic slaves, out of the east gate, sailed out of the sea and fled, a large group of corrupt officials in the city, also followed by the boat to the sea, escaped.

Only Chen Jian, the envoy of the two Zhejiang provinces, and Zhao Yue, the envoy of Lian Visit, thought that the city of Hangzhou was thick and the rebels were only a group of rabble, which was enough to defend it, so they led 10,000 troops to defend the city of Hangzhou.

A few days later, Fang La and Fang Qifo both led their troops to join Fang Baihua, totaling 80,000 troops, and launched a fierce attack on the city of Hangzhou.

In front of the Fengshan Gate, Fang La and Fang Qifo handed over the honor of the general to this brave and warlike little sister.

I saw Fang Baihua wearing a silver phoenix-winged helmet, wearing a goose feather armor, wearing a red cloak, coupled with her proud figure and delicate face, she looked heroic and charming.

Under the stage, swords and guns are like forests, flags are like clouds, and the 80,000 army stands solemnly, waiting for orders.

That heroic and compelling shadow ascended to a high point on the platform, commanding the three armies, commanding the three armies, commanding in a firm and orderly manner, like a female god of war, majestic and heartbreaking.

The war drums sounded, the horn sounded endlessly, and with Fang Baihua's order, the morale of the 80,000 army was skyrocketing, and the soldiers were divided into three ways to kill Hangzhou City.

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The cold wind is whimpering, like crying and complaining, and it is heartbreaking, like the whimper of the wife who misses her husband. It was the wax moon, and even the Jiangnan border, which has always been warm and humid, had a tendency to be stormy and snowy.

Under the city of Hangzhou, a tragic battle is being staged.

In front of Yongjin Gate, with the sound of fierce war drums, countless soldiers carried siege ladders and braved the rain of arrows, shouting and rushing towards the city wall, the people in front fell, and the soldiers behind stepped on the corpses of the soldiers in front and continued to rush forward. Rushing to the front, hundreds of siege ladders snapped on the wall, scrambling to climb up one by one.

On the tower of the city, a pot of boiling water poured down, and the hot rebels who were sacrificing their lives to climb opened their skin and flesh, screaming miserably. One by one, the long forks desperately pushed the siege ladder outward, and the soldiers on the siege ladder fell to the ground like stones with a miserable howl.

These siegers are all elite rebels, most of them are ruined by Hua Shigang, or senior members of the Ming Sect, all of whom are not afraid of death and are proud of their deaths. Even though the corpses under the city were piled up, the soldiers besieging the city still rushed forward one after another, and many soldiers rushed to the head of the city and fought bloodily.

This kind of tragic siege regardless of casualties soon made the box army defending the city unable to resist, and there were constantly rebels killing the head of the city, and the box army at the head of the city launched a fierce white-knuckle battle.

Fang Baihua, who was under the banner, saw that he was about to capture the city tower, and couldn't help but boil his blood, took off his cloak, stuck his spear on the ground, and personally carried his knife up the ladder to kill the city.

The main general took the lead, and the rebels became more and more demoralized, and rushed to the city. Under this fierce and fearless momentum, the rebels became more and more courageous, screaming like bloodthirsty wolves, and soon occupied several open spaces on the roof of the tower, giving the rebels who came up behind them a foothold.

Fang Baihua took his knife along the siege ladder, easily brushed aside the crossbow arrows that poured down, or avoided or pushed away the huge trees and rolling stones that rolled in, and soon jumped on the battlements and killed the head of the city.

With a coquettish sound, the long knife in his hand waved out like a sea of mountains, and only a few clicks were heard, and the two Song soldiers were chopped like paper people, and blood was splashed everywhere.

90 of the force, in the city almost no enemy, the wielding of the long knife, so that the Song army touched the death, touch the wounded, under his leadership, the more and more rebels poured into the city, the Song army has obviously not supported, defeated and retreated.

In the midst of the chaos, Fang Baihua suddenly saw an official in a red robe, surrounded by a group of guards, rushing towards the entrance of the city staircase in a panic.

Call~

Fang Baihua threw it hard in his hand, and the sharp iron war knife was like a meteor, cutting an arc in the air, and rushed towards the back of the vermilion-robed official.

The red-robed official was fleeing for his life, and suddenly felt a pain in his back, and the war knife had already come out of his chest, was nailed to the ground, and died of exhaustion.

"Lord Zhao has been killed!"

The Song army at the head of the city became more and more chaotic, and they no longer had the heart to fight, so they fled to the city one after another.

When the rebels heard that the enemy commander would be killed by Fang Baihua, they all cheered and shouted "General is mighty".

Just as the rebels were cheering, above the arrow tower, a cold light shot out and disappeared in a flash.

Burst~

The huge cheers covered the sound of the feather arrows breaking the wind, and Fang Baihua, who was excited to kill the Hangzhou City Lord, was distracted for a while, and when he saw the arrow appear in front of him, he couldn't dodge, and the feather arrow immediately penetrated his chest.

Burst~

Fang Baihua covered the body of the arrow that was still whining and trembling in his chest, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and his body was already shaky.

Like fate, this heroine was finally hit by an arrow, injuring the lobes of her lungs.

"General!"

Several rebels hurried forward to support their commander.

"Go to the general......"

Fang Baihua's face was as pale as snow, and a large mouthful of blood spit out from her mouth, but her survival instinct made her calm down, and hurriedly ordered the soldiers beside her to find Fang Qifo.

She felt that her young life was dying, and no one was willing to die at the prime of life, even if they were as strong as her.

That jade bottle, that weird boy, is her only chance of life.

The scrambled rebel soldiers helped Fang Baihua to lie down by the wall, and the rest of the soldiers continued to fight bravely and kill the remnants of the enemy.

When the banner of the rebels was planted in the Yongjinmen Tower, and the city gate was opened, Fang Qifo also rushed to arrive.

……

Burst~

Fang Baihua pulled out the arrow that had penetrated into the lobes of his lungs, spit out a mouthful of blood, and then forcibly swallowed the light blue Jin Chuangdan.

A warm current surged from the wound, and the feeling of blood gushing out of his chest disappeared in an instant, and Fang Baihua felt that his wound had healed in an instant.

After swallowing all five Xiaoquan Pills, there was no longer blood in his chest, and what he spit out in his mouth was no longer pure blood, but a blood mass mixed with saliva.

Although his face was still pale, his body was extremely weak, and he did not have the heroic posture of the siege, Fang Baihua knew that his fate had been saved.

She owes him her life!