Under the auspices of Bai Qingfeng, a large amount of relief grain was quickly transported to Luoyang to relieve the famine of the past two months. Lan Jing'an even came forward in person to inspect a number of soup kitchens to appease people's livelihood. Corresponding to Lan Jing'an's compassion was Xiao Qingyun's ruthlessness towards Zhao Hu's remnants.

The people of the Zhao clan who fought with Zhao Hu, as long as they had been on the battlefield, regardless of gender, would be immediately beheaded. The rest of the Zhao clan was pressed to Jiangling with the head of Zhao Hu, and was sacrificed when the Qianguo was restored. Zhao Hu's generals, regardless of rank, but those who participated in the Jiangling massacre that year were killed.

Also treated cruelly was the former Youzhou Prefecture Mu Shi Ding. Shi Ding, who was hiding in Luoyang City, did not go out of the city with Zhao Hu to do the last battle, but disguised himself as a hungry person in order to take advantage of the chaos to get by. It's just that, in addition to Zhao Hu, Shi Ding is the number one target in Luoyang City, and under the intensive search and arrest of the cadres, Shi Ding didn't even hide for a night, and was searched out.

On May 15, after reading out an essay written by Shen Rongzhi himself, Shi Ding and more than 300 of his cronies were beheaded outside the Nangong to punish him for colluding with Xianbei.

Outside the Jianchun Gate in the east of Luoyang City, a total of more than 8,000 Yong troops were killed. Plus the corpses of the hungry people who were transported out of the city of Luoyang. In just ten days, dozens of large pits were dug outside the Jianchun Gate, and a total of more than 90,000 corpses were buried. Since then, Jianchun Gate has been feared by the people as the ghost gate. It is rumored that as soon as it gets dark, there is an endless wind outside the Jianchun Gate, and the ghosts cry constantly.

On 17 May, Xiao Qingyun left 50,000 cadres to garrison Luoyang, and another 150,000 troops marched westward, heading straight to Yonghua. At that time, Chen Yang had captured Dayang and crossed the river to Jiaocheng, waiting for Xiao Qingyun's arrival, and Wan Mingde also led 30,000 people from the northwest to sweep the right wind.

May was coming to an end, and Chen Yang's troops converged with Xiao Qingyun, Lan Jing'an and others in Jiaocheng. In the face of 200,000 troops, Hangu Pass, Tongguan, and the ironclad defense line outside Yonghua City were broken in turn. On the fifth day of the first month of June, the cadres finally came to the city of Yonghua.

On the sixth day of the first month of June, Yonghua City was surrounded by dense cadres on all sides, just waiting for an order to make the final siege. At that time, there were only the troops left by Zhao Hu for the front line of Hongnong in Yonghua City, and the 20,000 people did not survive in the resistance along the way, and the total strength of the 3,000 Janissaries defending the inner city was less than 10,000.

Although Yonghua City is strong, with 10,000 against 230,000, there is no need to fight, and everyone knows the result. Even so, as a descendant of the Yuwen clan, Yankang Emperor Yuwen Moyuan did not retreat, but led the men of the Yuwen clan to the city tower in person to boost morale.

At this time, the Sixth Army did not issue and waited for the final military order. Outside the Xi'an Gate of Yonghua South City, Lan Jing'an and Xiao Qingyun climbed the well together. Look at the castle tower just a few shots away. Facing them in the air was the Great Yongyan Kangdi who pursed his lips and stood with his hands in his hands, and a few steps away from him was the Xiling King Yuwen Ink Pool.

Lan Jing'an couldn't tell her mood at this time, she had only been to the city tower of Xi'an Gate once, and Yuwen Moyuan took her upstairs to watch the lanterns during the Shangyuan Festival. Now, they are finally in a position opposite each other as opponents. Xiao Qingyun felt Lan Jing'an's trembling slightly, handed her the handsome flag in his hand, and gave her a firm look.

Lan Jing'an looked sideways at Xiao Qingyun, stretched out the handsome flag from the well, closed his eyes, and waved it down vigorously. "Attack!" The herald's roar continued, followed by a continuous stream of drums and trumpets.

The distance was a little far, Yuwen Moyuan couldn't see Lan Jing'an's face clearly at this time, and could only vaguely distinguish that the person standing next to Xiao Qingyun was the woman he once loved deeply. He once treated her like a treasure, saved her for her disobeying her father, and even killed his wife for her. Even in the war, he still hoped again and again to spare her life.

Now in this situation, Yuwen Moyuan no longer blames Emperor Wei for being unreasonable, forcing the people to rebel; He didn't blame Zhao Hu for being incompetent and failing to hold the territory for him. He only blames himself, if he hadn't insisted on going his own way and couldn't tell which was more important, why would he have come to this point? What kind of face did he have to meet the ancestors of the Yuwen clan?

Yuwen Moyuan listened to the sound of the horn that resounded through the sky, turned his gaze, and nodded to Zhou Qi. The word "kill" sounded, and thousands of arrows were fired in unison, launching the first round of attacks on the cadres who were pushing carts, trenches, bridges, and other equipment.

The moat has long been cut off from upstream. Soon the horse stakes in front of the moat were uprooted, and relying on the advantage of numbers, earth, stones, firewood and grass, and countless corpses, the wide moat was finally filled. Cloud ladders, rushing cars, and rushing forwards, all large and small instruments, like beasts out of the cage, showed their fangs, and frantically leaned towards the city wall and city gate.

Lan Jing'an and Xiao Qingyun had come down from the well, and Xiao Qingyun was sitting in the middle army, originally wanting Lan Jing'an to wait for the situation with him. Who knew that with the movement of the battle line, Lan Jing'an had a new idea, and took the lead and went to the cloud building of Wenliang's new system.

This cloud tower is similar to the watchtower, but it is not known how much is fixed than the watchtower, except for an arrow window, the gold and stone are impermeable, more fire-resistant, plus the weight is light, it is light to push, and it moves extremely quickly, providing the best foothold for the longbowmen to attack the city wall. It's just that it's not easy to build, and the first floor can only accommodate one archer, so it's only used for archers. Now, there are only three cloud towers outside the entire Xi'an Gate.

The prestige of Lan Jing'an's arrows is too loud in the cadre army. Seeing that the great secretary ordered them to go up to the cloud tower with a bow, they rushed forward even more desperately, striving to be the first to rush into Yonghua City.

With the rapid movement of the cloud tower, Lan Jing'an opened his strong bow, wound the arrow, and carefully aimed at the most obvious dark figure on the city wall, and only waited for the cloud tower to enter the shot, then let go and shoot the fatal blow. The scenery on the city wall became clearer and clearer, but Lan Jing'an felt unprecedented tension, she held her breath, counted the numbers lightly in her heart, and quietly judged the distance.

A little closer, Yuwen Moyuan's expression can now be seen clearly. The final moment is coming, Lan Jing'an abandons all the thoughts in his mind, and only focuses on the arrow in his hand, as long as he lets go, he will definitely die! At this moment, she was incredulous to see that he actually looked at her, and he smiled, his lips moving silently.

The arrow is on the string and has to be sent. Lan Jing'an's hand was slightly astringent for a moment, and an arrow came out! But after a while, there was chaos on the city wall, pushing and shoving, and a figure fell on the battlement, and half of his body was squeezed out.

The most unexpected scene happened, a flying hook inadvertently hooked the person who fell on the battlement. The little soldier who hooked the figure obviously didn't expect this situation, and immediately hurriedly pulled the flying hook back, and with one force, he actually dragged the person off the city wall and fell straight into the thousands of horses!

The crazy soldiers in the melee didn't care who fell at their feet, and there was only one thought in the minds of all the cadres now: kill it and capture Yonghua! Lan Jing'an watched the people who fell off the city wall like this, like a grain of light sand falling into the sea, without splashing the slightest wave, and then instantly drowned in the rolling crowd, and there was no trace of it.