After attacking in this way for two days and two nights, Murong Chu ordered to build a cloud ladder to attack the city. However, it was not a real attack, but a feint, the purpose of which was to distract the defenders on the city wall and make them take care of one thing and lose the other.

Murong Chu was watching the enemy formation from a high place outside the city at this time, when he suddenly felt his qi and blood surging, his body shook, he covered his lips and coughed a few times, and quietly looked down to see that his palm was actually dyed black and red. He quietly wiped the blood from his hands with a handkerchief and stuffed it into his sleeve pocket.

The generals around him were all staring at the situation on the battlefield seriously, and no one paid attention to his series of actions. Only Eleven quietly approached his side and called out "Master" in a low voice.

Murong Chu raised his hand and motioned for him to keep quiet. At this time, it is a critical juncture for the siege of the city, and if it is known that he is in poor health, I am afraid that it will be very detrimental to the morale and morale of the army.

Using internal force to suppress the fishy sweet qi in his throat, Murong Chu sat upright on the oolong horse as usual.

In the evening, Zhong Hanchi, who had been supervising the battle on the city tower for two days, finally returned to the palace.

The hustle and bustle of the past is long gone, and those who can run have long since run, and now there are only a few people left in the government.

Zhong Hanchi went directly to Xiao's courtyard, where in addition to Xiao's mother and daughter, there were two grandmothers who followed Xiao's all the way from the capital.

"Lord Wang......" Xiao wanted to ask how the situation was outside, but when he saw that Zhong Hanchi was dirty and tired, he stopped talking.

Now there are no other subordinates in the government, so they can only let the two grandmothers go to the stove to boil water, and Xiao personally serves Zhong Hanchi to freshen up and change into clean clothes.

Eating is naturally very simple, it is already good to be able to eat at this time, Zhong Hanchi is not picky, and eats a large bowl of noodles cleanly.

After the meal, let the mother take the child to rest, closed the door, and picked up Xiao horizontally and walked to the couch.

Xiao Shi was startled by him, afraid that he would fall, so he quickly hugged his neck and said, "Lord Wang, ...... outside"

"Nothing to do tonight." Zhong Hanchi threw her on the couch, and then covered herself, blocking her lips.

He didn't lie to her, and it was true that it would be fine tonight, because the imperial army had already stopped besieging the city in the evening. This stop is not to let him go, nor to give him a respite, but to recharge his batteries for the final blow.

Tomorrow, that is, tomorrow, he, the former prince and prince, will disappear from the Great Zhou, and from then on, there will be no more Jin King Zhong Hanchi in the world.

Since he fled back to Ding'an City, day or night, as long as he has time, he will drag Xiao Shi and ask for her over and over again. Every time it was wild, she repeatedly sank into the frenzy.

This night, he was extremely gentle, caressing every part of Xiao's skin, entering gently, and rhythmic.

For some reason, Xiao Shi felt his sadness and unwillingness from this tenderness. She didn't break it, but tried her best to cater to him with her body, making his lust burn more and more.

At the last moment, Zhong Hanchi rushed into the deepest part of her body, and after the scorching heat was released, he fell on top of her, kissed her ear, and muttered, "Do you regret it?" ”

Xiao Shi clamped his thin waist with his legs, wrapped his hands around his neck, and gasped, "No regrets." Husband, did I tell you...... I love you! ”

Zhong Hanchi was silent for a long time, and gently spit out the three words "I know". In the past, he might have replied to her "I love you too", but now, he didn't want to lie to her.

He is grateful, affectionate, and even has an inseparable family affection. I am attached to the comfort she gave him with her body, and I am grateful that she gave birth to a daughter for him and accompanied him through the last road of his life...... Among the complex feelings, there is only no love.

She is his wife, but when she married her, it was not because of love, and she didn't even have a little heartbeat. Even in the recent frequent celebrations, she will be used as a stand-in for others.

He knew that he was sorry for her and her love, but in this life he had no chance to make amends, and only hoped that in the next life...... She didn't run into him again.

The city of Ding'an was silent that night, and the few soldiers on the city wall staggered, quietly waiting for the final verdict of fate. The camp of the imperial army was also unusually quiet, and unlike the people on the city walls, everyone here was looking forward to the victory that was coming tomorrow.

In the boss's big tent, Murong Chu took the antidote left by Mu Qingyun, and luckily exhaled a mouthful of turbid breath lightly, feeling that his qi and blood were a little more stable.

"Master, should we call the medical officer to take a look?" Eleven was anxious.

"Not necessarily." Murong Chu waved his hand, tomorrow is the last battle, and he must not let others know that he has been poisoned at this time.

Eleven didn't dare to insist any longer, and said softly: "That master has a good rest, and his subordinates are guarding outside." ”

Murong Chu nodded slightly, closed his eyes and continued to meditate.

The next day, at dawn, the imperial army began an all-out attack. This time, there was no feint, and there was no need for any strategy, it was all a real strong attack.

The defenders on the city walls made their last struggle, and for the imperial army like cheetahs pounced on them, it was tantamount to using mantis arms as a chariot.

All kinds of siege weapons appeared, covering the six-wheeled siege vehicles to violently slam the city gates.

"Boom...... Bang...... Rumble......"

"Boom...... Bang...... Rumble......"

The gates continued to drop fine powders in this heavy rumbling sound.

Finally, after the last loud bang, the gates collapsed in the billowing smoke. The soldiers on the walls had given up their resistance when the siege engine crashed into the gates, knowing that waiting quietly might have a chance to save their lives.

Murong Chu and a group of generals went straight to the palace, Zhong Hanmiao, the loyal king, was in a particularly complicated mood at this time, as early as the beginning of the siege, he wrote a letter in public, and let people shoot up the city tower.

In the letter, he advised his brother not to resist fearlessly, otherwise he would only create more karma. Xiaozhi is courteous and moved with affection, in exchange for only a few short words: I hope that my brother will miss the love of my compatriots, and protect my daughter Zhong Mi'er for a thorough life.

This is Tuogu, this is a masterpiece, although there are only a few words, it is enough to see Zhong Hanchi's determination to die.

The road from the city gate to the government was not far, and they still rode on horseback.

Sun Han had already led people to surround the entire mansion, but there was silence inside, as if it was an empty house.

The sergeant led all the way to a courtyard, the door of the main house was closed, and two elderly grandmothers knelt under the eaves. Both of them are plain, with a white belt around their waists, and unfinished tears on their faces.

When the group waited at the door of the main room, the two grandmothers saw at a glance that one of the two people led by them was Zhong Hanmiao, the king of loyalty, and they didn't care about the offense, and kowtowed and cried: "Your Highness, His Royal Highness the King of Jin and the princess have passed away. ”