Zhao Ziyi led the Zhendong Army, walking on the streets full of dead silence, the smooth siege did not bring them much joy, but a deep sense of shame, they were cowards who hid secretly, across the river, and watched their compatriots under the iron riding of the Hu people, and the people were not happy.

Suddenly, a dilapidated courtyard gate opened, and an old couple with gray hair helped each other out, and knelt tremblingly in front of Zhao Ziyi, "General! can be regarded as looking forward to you, our old bones, we are no longer afraid of Jiuquan, and we can't explain to the children! ”

Zhao Ziyi hurriedly stepped forward, wanting to help the two old men, "Old man ............"

The two kneeling down stubbornly refused to get up, and kowtowed vigorously and said, "God-damn Hu Ren Demon!" The three children in our family were forcibly disemboweled and their hearts taken out in front of the two of us! My son! Checkmate! Don't let go of these cannibalistic demons, don't let go of ......"

When the soldiers of the Zhendong Army behind Zhao Ziyi heard this, they gritted their teeth and clenched their fists, their eyes red with anger.

The old couple opened, the doors on the street opened one after another, and the people with sad faces poured out one after another, kneeling on the side of the road, crying and begging the Zhendong Army not to let Hu Ren go.

Looking at the ragged and skinny people who were kneeling down, Zhao Ziyi choked, he lifted his robe and knelt on one knee!

The Zhendong army behind him followed Zhao Ziyi and knelt down in a hula.

"General! Hurry up, please get up, I can't help it! I can't help it! The old couple who were facing Zhao Ziyi were crying hurriedly and wanted to pull Zhao Ziyi up, but Zhao Ziyi was tall and strong and couldn't pull it.

"I, Zhao Ziyi, swear here, as long as I live one day, I will fight to the death with Hu Ren to the end! Until the Hu people are driven out of our land! ”

The powerful oath struck the hearts of everyone present!

Many years later, the people of Wangcheng still clearly remember the Zhendong Army who knelt down and Zhao Ziyi, who swore to them as ordinary people.

Unlike the situation in Wangcheng, the situation in Heijo was extremely miserable.

The Huhai people of Pingcheng knew that there was no hope of defending the city, and before retreating, they set fire to it in a frenzy, and under the raging fire, all the people who escaped and rushed to the street were killed on the spot by the Huhai people.

When the Zhendong army attacked Pingcheng, they were faced with the corpses flowing all over the city, and the wails of the people who were gradually engulfed in fire!

This situation and this scene made the soldiers of the Zhendong Army look at each other!

Despite the best efforts of the Zhendong Army to save it, most of Pingcheng was destroyed by the fire, and the people, in this disaster, more than half of them were killed and wounded, as if they were dead cities.

Despite this, the Zhendong army still had to put away their grief and attack the next town. What they can do is to regain the lost territory as soon as possible and free the people from the clutches of the Hu people.

Mu Qingli took the climbing tools that had been prepared in a hurry and went to Wangcheng to meet Zhao Ziyi and others.

Early the next morning, after leaving 5,000 defenders in Wangcheng and Pingcheng, the Zhendong Army converged and headed for the ancient city.

After a day's journey, it was not until night fell that the people came to the territory of the ancient city.

When Mu Qingli was on the road, she had already heard about the tragic situation in Pingcheng, she looked at Zhao Ziyang, who was walking in front on horseback, and was no longer cheerful as before, and sighed softly.

If she was there at the time, I was afraid that she would be overwhelmed by the monstrous anger, and she would have been eager to hunt down and kill all the Huhai people.

At night, the army was stationed, and in the main tent, the generals of the Zhendong Army were discussing the candidates and the number of troops secretly sent to the ancient city.

Mu Qingli spoke and expressed her thoughts: "I'm going too." ”