Zhao Jianjun was sleeping soundly, and in his dream he was surrounded by a group of bewitching women, but he was suddenly woken up, and he was immediately furious, and he didn't have time to wipe his saliva and gave him a big slap in the face.

After the man was fanned in place and turned around, half of his face quickly swollen, and he covered his face and said aggrievedly: "Prison army, the big thing is not good, the sword gate pass was broken, and the official army came over." ”

Zhao Jianjun came to his senses at this time, and when he saw that the person in front of him was the commander of his own army, he scolded and said: "Your mother's disturbing dreams are really looking for a fight." What about eggs? The soldiers came to block the water and cover the earth, what did Lao Tzu do? ”

The commander of the pro-soldiers hurriedly said: "The supervising army, the official army has called, and there is no egg for you to supervise the formation." ”

Zhao Jianjun's eyes widened immediately when he heard the overseer, and he was stunned for a moment before scolding loudly: "This eggless egg is going to kill Lao Tzu." Supervise the array, supervise the! Who doesn't know that the artillery of the official army is powerful, and letting Lao Tzu supervise the formation is clearly to send Lao Tzu to death. ”

"Not really, Prison Guard. You've got to get an idea. The Sword Gate Pass has been broken, and it won't take long for the officials and soldiers to arrive at the city, and it will be too late then. The commander of the pro-soldiers said urgently.

"The bastard surnamed the party, the sword gate was lost so quickly, it really deserves to be killed! Damn it! No, Lao Tzu can't stay here anymore, staying here is looking for death! We have to go back to the Eight Kings, we have to go back, go back immediately, you go and gather people, bring all the valuable things you can bring, go, go! ”

The commander of the personal soldiers surnamed Qiao was kicked in the buttocks, and hurriedly promised to run down.

Zhao Jianjun hurriedly got dressed, and after taking two steps, he turned around and groped on the sister who had woken up and stayed on the side, and the sister who hooked him screamed.

When he got out of bed and walked to the door, he ran back and grabbed a handful of gold and silver jewelry in the drawer under his sister's dresser and stuffed it into his arms, and then went downstairs with a slump.

Behind him, there was a sister's angry scolding: "The bastard who killed a thousand knives, the mud leg who didn't have a mother, prostituted the old lady for a few months, and took the old lady's ransom money before leaving, God, why don't you kill this damn beast bastard with a thunderbolt......"

Zhao Jianjun didn't care about his sister scolding himself like this, and he just wanted to run for his life quickly.

The group quickly packed up their things, each with a bulging burden on their backs, and everyone hurried towards the south gate with a healthy horse on their hips.

A general flashed out in front of him, it was Mei Shajia, the general of Guangning, who stood in front and shouted: "Where is the prison army?" The officers and soldiers are about to come to the city, and they also ask the prison army to go to the city to supervise the battle, so that the soldiers can fight bloodily for the Great Western Kingdom. ”

Zhao Jianjun scolded secretly in his heart, but said loudly: "General Mei, the official army is powerful, I will go to the capital to find His Majesty to ask for reinforcements, you must hold on." ”

As he spoke, he whipped the healthy horse under his crotch again, whistling past Mei Shajia with a gust of wind, and went straight to the south city gate.

Mei Shajia was "anxious" and stomped his feet in the rear and shouted: "Zhao Jianjun, you can't go, the soldiers need you, Guangning City needs you." What are we going to do when you're gone? ”

Zhao Jianjun scolded in his heart, he was really vicious without eggs, and wanted Lao Tzu to stay with you to die, but there was no door.

While thinking about it, he whipped his horse hard, and the mount suffered pain, and he ran even faster.

Looking at the group's backs farther and farther away, Meshagar stopped, a smile of successful ploy and disdain on her face.

The defenders of the south gate had already received orders to see a group of knights coming, and they did not stop them, but let them go out of the city.

Zhao Jianjun ran out of more than ten miles with people in one go, until he couldn't see Guangning City, then he breathed a sigh of relief and laughed: "You bastard, you don't have eggs, you still want to drag Lao Tzu to die with him, you really want to be beautiful." Lao Tzu returned to the Eight Kings, still eating and drinking spicy food, rampant all over the world. ”

"What the prison army said is reasonable, let's follow the eight kings to fight the world, from Shaanzhou to Huguang, and then to Shuzhou, all of which are the credit on horseback. The officers and soldiers followed us and only ate the ashes. Defending the city is such a bastard. ”

"That's right, that's the truth."

Everyone responded, and they were all elated.

They have scavenged a lot of money these days, and this time they can be regarded as rich.

Suddenly, the man who rushed to the front fell from his horse, and an arrow with a tail still trembling was stuck in his throat. But the man died, but his feet were still in the stirrups, and he was carried forward by the galloping horse.

Before the others could react, hundreds of arrows shot from both sides, and dozens of people fell in an instant.

The sound of scolding and the neighing of horses rang out.

Zhao Jianjun was the personal soldier of Zhang Xianzhong, the eighth king, before, and his subordinates also had some ability. Seeing that the situation was not good, he hurriedly came to hide in a stirrup and hid under the horse's belly.

The war horse continued to gallop forward with him, seeing that he had escaped from the range of the ambush.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, an arrow came from the front, and it happened to be shot into the left eye of the war horse, and half of the arrow was missing, which showed the strength of the arm of the archer.

The horse was in pain, and suddenly the man stood up, neighed, and then slammed to the ground and convulsed a few times before dying.

Zhao Jianjun hurriedly got up, and when he was about to run out, he suddenly found that a circle of people had gathered around him, all holding weapons and looking at him like a dead dog.

"You're going to rebel? The Eight Kings will not spare you! Zhao Jianjun held a waist knife, made a defensive posture, and said fiercely.

He recognized the armor of these people, all of whom were the defenders of Quang Ninh City.

He had realized something, but he still hoped that the murderous name of the Eight Great Kings would deter these people so that he could escape a way out.

"Zhang Mazi has killed countless people, and now that the imperial army has arrived, it is time to reckoning. Today, General Ben will first thin some interest for the imperial court. The leader of the generals shouted coldly.

This person is naturally the sword gate guard who led the team out, Dang Zhiyong.

"Tie up, go back and sacrifice the flag!" Dang Zhiyong snorted coldly and waved his hand suddenly.

Zhao Jianjun's face changed, and those soldiers swarmed up, and soon he was drowned in the sword.

In the city of Guangning, on the large square in front of the prefect's yamen, two tall flagpoles were erected on the square, and two people were tied to the flagpoles.

One of the two was the prison sent by Zhang Xianzhong, and the other was the prefect sent by Zhang Xianzhong, and at this time they both became the sacrifices of the defenders to sacrifice the flag anyway, their faces were as gray as they were shivering.

The square was surrounded by a dense crowd of figures, with soldiers in helmets and armor in the innermost circle, and people in the city outside.

Guangning guard general Mei Shajia stood on a high platform, looked around, drew his sword and shouted: "The people of the Ming Dynasty, the people of Guangning, the murder demon king Zhang Xianzhong was originally a rogue, but he occupied the great rivers and mountains of my Shuzhou, established a puppet dynasty with a butcher's knife, slaughtered countless people of Shuzhou, and had a common enmity with the people of Shuzhou. We are waiting for the compromise, just to look forward to the arrival of the imperial court, and saving me is equivalent to being under the butcher's knife of a thief. Today, the king has passed the Sword Gate, and tomorrow he will be able to reach Quang Ninh. Ben wants to return to the imperial court sequence and let you and others become the people of the Ming Dynasty again, are you willing to do so? ”

"I'm willing! Willing! Willing! The crowd around was surging, and the town arms shouted.

Mei Shajia's heart was agitated, and he said loudly: "Okay, since this is the case, I will kill Zhao and Ma today, and use them to sacrifice the flag, in order to show our determination to return to the embrace of the Ming Dynasty." ”

"Kill the thief! Kill the thief! Kill the thief! "The crowd was surging and the sound was loud.

Mei Shajia nodded to Dang Zhiyong on the side, and the two generals walked side by side to the execution table, raised the waist knife in their hands, and slashed at the prisoners in front of them.

The knife fell in his hand, the blood flashed, and the two great heads left the body, and were grabbed by the two of them in their hands, and then turned to face the people, and suddenly raised the head in his hand.

"Hooray! Long live the Regent! Long live the Imperial Court! Long live the Ming Dynasty! The crowd was even more frenzied by the blood and human heads, and they shouted wildly.

People feel much lighter, and even the air seems to be brighter.