(I wish you all a happy New Year)

Luodu Beiguo, bloody, scorching, sweat mixed with the smell of leather and metal, with countless fighting figures, and filled the air.

"Sons, go over with a certain killing......"

The former guard of Bishui Pass, and now Xiao Yuqing, the commander of Guangdemen, roared loudly, waving his sword and rushing through the abandoned barricade road,

"Let's kill all these southern dogs......

The surging stream of countless iron armor and weapons, like the tide of a broken embankment, covered countless streets and alleys under his fingers, and swept away those southern soldier groups that were entrenched in the streets and alleys, especially in all corners, and were stubbornly resisting.

They are the natives of Luodu, and they are familiar with every corner of the city and street.

And for this moment, he has been forcibly restrained in the imperial city, and he has endured it for a long time.

Finally the moment of shame and revenge came, so they roared in frenzy and fought almost tirelessly along the streets.

Knock down and trample on those bewildered and uneasy enemies one by one, in order to vent some kind of depression and long-suppressed grievances and resentments.

For Xiao Yuqing, if it weren't for Yang Keshi's backhand, he would have died in Bishui Pass, instead of being snatched out of the corpse pile and returned to Luodu.

But then there is still a desperate kind of torture and torment, in the tragic battle, the "half gun" Chang Zhi who fought side by side with him died, the "Pixiu General" Guan Wudi who took a fancy to him died, the well-liked righteous brother "Fen Lielang" Zhao Simian, and the bold and chivalrous "Tiger Capital" Xu Guangdi also died.

Many familiar and unfamiliar people have died, and he has also been re-promoted to become one of the guards in command of the army in the reorganization and reorganization of the shortage of people available again and again.

But as a survivor of Bishui Pass, he has already had the will to die, it is just a matter of time before the last or next battle, but in order to think that there is still a chance to personally remnant counterattack, or rather, since the city was broken, he has always shown various passive defensive postures, and the decision-making figure in the Imperial City is too forbearing.

Under the cover of battle damage, more small batches were drawn from the defenders, and finally the last reserve. Then, I held on until this moment, and then suddenly started to move with all my might. Even these soldiers, who fought to the death, were successfully deceived into the past, and they could only rely on their will and determination to win that pitiful life again and again.

After approaching the city gate, the indomitable army finally came to a standstill, as if it had encountered some invisible embankment, and was stopped at once, and more and more enemy soldiers crowded the streets, fighting with them, and settling their progress a little bit.

Until the front suddenly loosened, revealing enough space, but those southern soldiers had already been killed back and forth, and under the city gate not far away, there was another queue waiting in front of them.

It's just that the color of the flag and the armor are very different from the enemies they have fought before, and everyone wears round-brimmed helmets or wide-brimmed leather hats, and at this point, they don't have time to think about it, and rush straight forward.

Only by destroying the last group of enemies, you can seize the last stronghold, and cut off the southern army scattered in the city from the back road and foreign aid.

On one side, under the characteristic banner embroidered with purple electric red flames, it was a row of armored soldiers with low bodies, with long and short blades held high in a row, forming a bright metal death array.

Those soldiers who rushed too fast and couldn't retract their momentum, under the inertia of the collision and the pushing behind them, looked at themselves almost dumbfounded, and were pushed by these sharp, and let out some kind of terrible screams.

"The Shooters stepped forward...... Masking"

Xiao Yuqing called out loudly.

"Pro-army, follow me to rush over......"

Suddenly, there was some kind of dense popping sound on the top of the city, and the archers who had just raised their crossbows were swept down like mowing grass, and even the banner held high by the leader was broken into several pieces, and fell in tatters in the sky.

The corpses and the wounded were intertwined, wailing and groaning as a large stream of blood poured out from beneath them, covering the stone crevices in the street in an instant.

Then there was the sound of some kind of cannon, and from the huge smoke and dust, more than a dozen scorching iron balls flew out from the suddenly separated columns, almost rampage, bouncing and sweeping through the dense array in the long street, leaving a bloody mess all over the ground.

And those streets that were scattered also rushed out again with a large number of enemy soldiers, faintly surrounding their flanks and back roads, and more smoke and dust from the firing of guns rose up in those crowds, piling up many soldiers who were caught off guard and falling to the ground.

"There is an ambush ......"

Xiao Yuqing shouted dumbfounded

"Shrink the arm, move closer to me......"

After more than an hour, the protruding enemy army, like an onion peeled off layer by layer, rushed left and right to cover several streets with flesh and blood under the close range of blows and stabbing and slashing of long and short soldiers, and finally collapsed in a certain square far from the city gate.

"This is Xiao Yuqing, the commander of Guangdemen?"

I looked at the dead heads, and waved my hands in some commonplace.

"It's a good life to be buried...... Don't hang your head in public."

After destroying this sudden enemy force with relatively hasty arrangement, it was effortless to seize the key points in and around the Upper East Gate, and initially obtained a foundation that could be attacked, retreated, and defended.

Full of embarrassment, I can be regarded as officially stepping into the scope of Luodu City, standing on the head of the city and overlooking this metropolis that has been mostly turned into ruins and ghosts.

Set up camp and set up barriers, gather the rout, regroup, arrange defenses, open up the warning range, and probe and collect the remaining friendly forces in the city.

Even from nearby castles, collect and organize materials and equipment that can be used.

After a series of large and small matters are divided according to the military council, someone has been specially responsible for it. A lot of things are off-the-shelf and discarded, so they can be used more easily and directly.

All I need to do is take care of the overall situation, properly supervise and take care of these processes, and by the way, make adequate preparations and plans to respond to any situation.

Although there is some estrangement and filthiness between me and the generals at the top of the Eastern Front, the soldiers at the bottom may not know or pay attention to it.

Therefore, under the banner of preparing for the enemy, I do not have the slightest burden or guilt in my heart to collect and annex their respective numbers and become a living force under my command.

In the name of cleaning up the mess, there are not many opportunities to merge the remnants of friendly forces in an open and honest manner, although the corresponding risks are not small.

"See the villain...... Omitted"

I turned around and saw a round, humble face.

His name is Cao Youwen, and he is a subordinate to the army under the command of the former capital command department, and he is also one of the very few people who still stick to the gatehouse after the defeat in the city and have not escaped.

After our army took over the Upper East Gate, he provided a lot of convenience and cooperation with his acquaintance, and was able to serve as an example of a kind of horse bone in the golden city, and was exceptionally promoted to the person who continued to be retained after being the judge of power.

"Something ...... Straight Talk"

I said it neatly.

"My time is precious......"

"Yes Yes ......"

He almost bowed his head.

"The little one is counting the accounts left by the generals in various parts of the gatehouse,"

Among them, more than 100 women were found to ......"

"How to deal with it at the moment, please give a brief ......"

"Woman ......"

I was a little surprised to look at him with his eyebrows lowered and pleasing to his eyes, and that there was a certain ambiguous expression that flashed through him

Sorry, during the New Year, because of the family affairs, it can only be updated at intervals.