At the east gate, thousands of corpses fell in pools of blood, and hundreds of people were covered in blood and wounds, blocking the army that stormed the city gate. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The middle-aged man who led the team was holding a knife, half-kneeling on the ground, panting, and covered in bruises.

He looked up at the street, which was littered with corpses and broken armor, as well as his men sorting through the corpses.

Some of the surrounding buildings have collapsed due to the earthquake, and many residents are fleeing in all directions.

His gaze was clearly not the chaotic scenes, but the end of the street.

At the end of the street at this moment, a group of remnants of soldiers, led by a young man with a dozen arrows stuck in his body, rode over violently.

There were only five or six hundred remnants in that team, but the fierce momentum on their bodies and the murderous aura of death that killed everything were terrifying.

The middle-aged man's pupils shrank sharply, and the soldiers around him changed color.

Ao Bai let his subordinates occupy the East City Gate, and even let the four masters wantonly kill the Seven Banners Banner Masters and high-level officials.

The destructive power is too great, but if Ao Bai is still the regent, the power is monstrous, and no one dares to provoke him at will.

It's just a pity that once he rebelled, he became the enemy of everyone.

Neither hostile nor neutral forces will allow him to dominate the throne.

Otherwise, there will be a bloodbath.

Ao Bai has not even sat on the throne, he is already so cruel, which naturally makes people hate the same enemy.

Without absolute strength, bloody suppression is no more, but once it loses power, it has already pushed itself to the opposite side of everyone.

The princes and ministers of the city resisted frantically, and Aobai's army suffered heavy losses.

The Shenwu Gate was defeated in one battle, and in other places, the losses were even worse.

The four masters have long been surrounded and suppressed, and even the East City Gate was snatched by Nalan Mingzhu.

But the losses were heavy, and there were very few people who had the strength to fight again.

But now the enemy appeared, and although they were all wounded, they did not dare to underestimate it in the slightest.

The bloody breath that came from under the battlefield made people tremble.

The residents who fled their houses because of the earthquake were terrified and did not dare to look at them directly.

Wang Jian silently led more than 500 remnants of his men and quickly galloped towards the east city gate.

Ao Bai is dead, Kangxi is dead, and his plan has been completed.

He was just a subordinate of Aobai, and it was impossible for him to ascend to the throne like this. For now, we can only leave the imperial city and wait for the opportunity.

The army of Shenwumen has been disabled by him, and the city is already chaotic because of the killing of the four masters before, plus there is an earthquake, it is difficult to encircle and suppress his remnants.

All the horses in the palace were found by him, and everyone galloped all the way, and they did not encounter any danger, only fatigue after the battle.

"Shoot the arrows!"

"Brothers, the East City Gate is right in front of us, and we will be free as soon as we leave the capital. Kill! ”

"Kill!"

Although tired, for the sake of a small life, I naturally fought hard.

Wang Jian roared out with a spear. The rain of arrows was too far behind what Shenwumen was facing, and there was no need to retain his strength, so Wang Jian tried his best to knock all the arrows that shot at him away.

After two consecutive rounds of arrow rain, the remnants behind him were badly damaged, but he was still in good spirits.

"Kill!"

As soon as they arrived at the gate of the eastern city, the spear picked up two enemies and sat on horseback, giving full play to the spear's attack power.

Killing several people one after another, seeing Nalan Mingzhu not far away, he urged the horses to rush towards the other party.

Nalan Mingzhu knew that he couldn't retreat, now all the soldiers were fighting, once he retreated, his morale plummeted, and he could no longer encircle and suppress this remnant army.

It's a pity that although he is a powerful minister, his force value is not much, and he can only be regarded as an ordinary general.

In the martial arts world, it is just the goods that are destroyed casually, even if there are two second-rate martial artists gathered around him.

Wang Jian unleashed a hundred blows on the prairie fire, surrounded all three of them in marksmanship, and stopped and shifted his direction in just three seconds.

The three of them clutched their throats, but the blood couldn't stop spurting out, and finally they fell to the ground weakly.

Wang Jian's majesty immediately activated the morale of the remnants of his soldiers. In particular, the opponent was wreaking havoc in the city walls, and the archers were blown up one after another, so that the losses of the remnants of the army were minimized.

When Duolong and Suo Etu arrived with 2,000 soldiers and horses, the entire East City Gate was bleeding, and only a few dozen people were still alive.

The two looked at each other, and both saw horror in each other's eyes.

At this moment, the earthquake moved again, but it was from all around the capital.

They don't know why this earthquake came from, even the emperor died, is this a warning from God?

No one understood, but they didn't chase and kill the remnants led by Wang Jian.

This army is too ferocious, especially Wang Jian.

With more than a dozen arrows stuck in his body, he is still alive, this kind of person is too dangerous.

Now that he has left the city, he naturally does not want to contact again.

The remnants of the army exited the east gate and galloped quickly to the south.

Fortunately, there has been an earthquake all around the capital, and the Fengtai camp, the Chengde camp, and the garrison of the green camp have all suffered heavy losses because of the earthquake.

Not to mention returning to the capital, even the remnants of Wang Jian's army can't do it, and they can't take care of themselves.

When they ran out of ten miles, everyone stopped and cooked under Wang Jian's orders.

Wang Jian sat on a boulder three meters high and asked one of the soldiers to pull out his arrow for him.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were cast.

Although Wang Jian is a Han Chinese, his majesty has left a deep imprint in the hearts of everyone.

Even the arrows on Wang Jian's body have become a symbol.

He's the leader now, and if he loses him, no one knows what to do next.

Many people know that during the war, they did not feel that once the battle loss rate soared after the war, these soldiers had experience.

They were very worried that once they pulled out the arrow, Wang Jian would fall directly without a doctor.

Arrows were pulled out one after another, looking at Wang Jian's unchanged appearance, everyone admired it incomparably, and they took Wang Jian's leadership more seriously.

But they didn't know that Wang Jian had already been numb with pain.

For the sake of progress, for the sake of calculation, he also fought hard.

Although these arrows did not kill him, the sharp pain burned his nerves all the time.

If it weren't for his chrysanthemum, he would have retreated a long time ago.

In order to establish his position in front of the remnants, he could only endure it, even if his gums were bleeding, he had to endure it.

One arrow after another was pulled out, and Wang Jian stood up in the admiring eyes of everyone and tore open the torn clothes on his body.

The blood on it, and the blood holes, are terrifying.

However, in the next moment, there seemed to be a divine light permeating Wang Jian's body, and then those blood holes disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

By the end, all the wounds were gone.

Wang Jian didn't know where to take out a towel, and after wiping it, it was clear and intact.

Everyone was stunned, and the whole scene became silent.

However, the next moment, the roaring cheers came and went.

Everyone looks at Wang Jian as if they are looking at a god, and their eyes are full of worship and madness.

Some even knelt directly on the ground, chanting some incomprehensible language, but fully expressed their worship and faith.