The east of the city is close to Qixia Mountain, but it is also ten miles apart, and the ambush army received a death order, unless Renzong ordered it, and did not dare to leave half a step without permission. At this moment, there are still more than two hours before entering the city. Despite the trumpets, Liu Yun was not a person to be judged, and he only waited for the oracle.

At this moment, the East Gate has already been taken over by Wang Tiangang of the Shenji Battalion, and the East Gate Guard is also the first person to be killed tonight. Wang Tiangang should be the only person in the capital who knows the whole picture at this moment, and what the Shenji Battalion does is to lurk, track, assassinate, spy and transmit information. According to Wang Tiangang's judgment at this moment, the rebel army should be intercepted on the streets of the first line of the three parks, and the people of the imperial city should be delayed in sections, waiting for the reinforcements to arrive and decide the victory. But the time of the three pillars of incense has passed, and none of the eight blue-feathered pigeons trained by himself flew back to Dongcheng Tower.

Old man Wang wandered like a trapped beast above the city tower, and cursed loudly: "It was originally a good game of chess, but now it seems that it is just a game of loose sand. Suddenly, he slammed his head, "Oh no!"

As the saying goes: people have a way, and pigeons have a pigeon road. At this moment, nets were being stretched out on the roofs of several pigeon roads, and arrows were waiting, and those who rushed to the imperial city, or those who were fast horses, had been shot one by one. At this moment, the imperial city could no longer make a single sound, and the information it got was all an hour ago.

Wang Tiangang gritted his teeth and ordered: "Come on! Send a message to the Longwei Water Division in the south of the city and Qixia Mountain in the east of the city, and only say eight words: 'Liu Yun'er, still don't save the driver?'" Now, right away!" Wang Tiangang roared angrily: "Lao Tzu doesn't believe it, this news can't enter the imperial city, can't you get out of the capital?" After speaking, he picked up a military long knife, ran down the city tower, and led the crowd to kill the three parks.

On the three main streets west of the city, Yang Lie's men and horses continued to attack for half an hour, and an arrow shot on the bank of the Jinshui River, and a group of people turned on their backs. Even though it was the main street, there were only five columns of heavily armored cavalry stacked side by side, and Yang Lie was now superior in numbers, but he could not spread out, which greatly slowed down his pace.

In the north of the city, Zhang Yue's 1,500 people quietly melted into the shadows of Yiguan Street, winding through several alleys, sneaking by themselves. Seeing the tall eaves of the noon gate of the imperial city, a sound of light armor rubbing sounded from all around. Immediately after, the terrible creak of the bed crossbow and the hard bow resounded.

"Boom" is like a large group of egrets being frightened on the river beach, countless black spots appeared in Zhang Yue's pupils, and the sound of countless flesh and blood being pierced came at the same time. The meandering flow of people was instantly nailed to the ground and walls, and finally the miserable cry was squeezed and roared out. The crossbowmen hidden in the cornices, each with a neat salvo of three arrows, quieted everything one by one, and it was completely cold.

Under a bright moonlight, the gatekeeper Zhang Yue died, an armor-piercing heavy arrow pierced his left eye, nailed his head to a door panel, his right hand was stretched out in his arms, and was also pierced by a sharp arrow, so that a jade pendant held in the palm of his hand was torn apart, and his relatives vaguely heard a woman's name before he died-"Young lady, I'm here to ......."

At this time, the capital of the Southern Yuan Dynasty had become a pot of porridge. Every household was silent, the door latch was tightly locked, and the old and weak women and children were hugging and shivering. The three fat men pretended to be pigs and tigers on this day, and as soon as Xiuyun, who had broken his liver and intestines, was appeased, the fires in the city spread without eyes. The fat man gathered a group of pretty widows in the hall, and he didn't care about their shouting, so he stuffed a sword in each of his hands, and asked his family to lock the doors and windows, but he led a red tassel straight to the iron gun dart board.

At this time, the door of the Iron Gun Dart Bureau was wide open, and more than 100 people gathered in the martial arts arena, and there were more than 300 guys waiting outside the door with blades in their hands, and the fat man's eldest brother and second brother were also here. After listening to the arrangement of his mother Bai and the second uncle, the third fat man was about to go out, but was stopped by his mother, "San'er, everyone has to go this time, and you are not allowed to go anywhere." The Fan family always has to leave someone to set up a household, and you are the youngest." Seeing his son's indignant look, the 'aunt' in the dumb mouth wrung the ears of the three fats dotingly, and said with a smile: "San'er, be good! After tonight, you will marry all the little sluts in your yard, and this time your mother will no longer care about you." Now you're happy. The three fat men puffed up their big cheeks, and they just squeezed out a smile, but they agreed, but they had other plans in their hearts.

The Iron Gun Dart Bureau and his party went up to the eaves on the roof and walked on the wall, running on foot like flying, and running to the three parks as soon as they slipped through the smoke. The three fat men closed the door, endured half of the incense, and couldn't wait to chase down.

There were more than a thousand corpses lying on the side of the Jinshui Bridge, the war horses were full of arrows like huge hedgehogs, the bowstrings of the guards were broken, and the steel knives were curled, but they only delayed for half an hour, and they had already retreated to the imperial city. There is still an hour and a half before dawn. Yang Lie looked at the impassable red palace wall, and waved helplessly to stop the attack. The information from the four gates of Anyang made Yang Lie gradually calm down, now, the two gates of the west and north of the city have been closed as he wishes, and outside the south gate is the canal wharf, where the warehouse is full of beds, crossbows, ladders and other urgently needed things, which must be taken. Yang Lie was ruthless, shouting and intimidating the imperial city, but most of his men were transferred to the south and east of the city. As long as he can control the four gates, it is not a problem for the imperial city to be taken later.

Outside the Three Parks, the foot soldiers of the Shenji Battalion were about to collapse at the touch of a button, and under the rampage of the heavily armored iron cavalry, the personal bravery was really not worth mentioning. When the stragglers of the Iron Lance Dart Bureau arrived, they were encountering the defeated Shenji Battalion foot soldiers. Wang Tiangang was overjoyed when he saw that it was the White Lady who took the lead, and just said hello, several healthy horses galloped behind him, making the old man busy for a while. Fortunately, he hurriedly ordered his subordinates to be his own people, which avoided an unnecessary misunderstanding. Next, a fight at the crossroads completely mixed the two groups together. Seeing that she was invincible, the white lady patted the fat shoulders of the second uncle, and as soon as her eyes met, she took more than a dozen dart masters to the roof. By the light of the fire in the city, the white lady dropped a sentence: "I went to burn his general's mansion, you can do it yourself."

For a while, the sword and sword shadow, how could they all be rushed by the horse team. The three fat men of the Fan family were already red-eyed, and they used their huge bodies to block the entire street, and the three spears pulled out a thousand guns, pushing the leading horses against the center of the street. The huge momentum forced the flesh and blood back two feet away, but it was forced to be fixed there. When Wang Tiangang looked back, he praised it from the bottom of his heart: "The home of loyalty and courage really lives up to its reputation." The sound of horses' hooves continued to be heard in the surrounding streets, and a group of cavalry came on horseback, and the group of Shenji Battalion and Iron Lance Dart Bureau only fought and walked, all the way to the east gate and retreated, hoping that Liu Yun's strange army would appear soon.

It's a pity that until the east gate appeared in front of me, there was not a single reinforcement in sight. What's worse is that the city gate that was originally wide open is closed at the moment, and the dead soldiers of the Yang Mansion took advantage of Wang Tiangang's efforts to capture this place. Hundreds of people were stunned, and a row of carved feathers poured down from the city, and they saw that the enemy was in danger of being attacked on their backs.

Wang Tiangang regretted it in his heart at the moment, he was used to being comfortable on weekdays, and he was really negligent in the art of war. Six or seven hundred people were forced to run around the streets and alleys. Walking along the way of the city, people around him kept falling, the second uncle was first hit by an arrow in the back, followed by the eldest and the second one after another, the steel gun in his hand could no longer withstand the collision, and the peripheral shelves were scattered. The iron horsemen slaughtered everyone in the blink of an eye, and several vertical and horizontal battles became their own battles, and the saber and spear of the riders kept beckoning from all angles, and the blood splattered and the severed limbs thrown away were extremely cold in the darkness. Seeing that he could no longer organize effective resistance, Wang Tiangang beckoned the children of the Fan family and a group of cronies to retreat into several private houses .......

The scene in the south gate is similar to here, and the sailor camp with Wang Tiangang's personal letter is not only timely, but it is still timely to abandon the boat and land on the shore and rush into the south gate. But on the wide South Street, more than 1,000 people in the front team were instantly dispersed by Yang Lie's cavalry formation, and the surprise attack that Renzong was planning completely turned into a melee at this moment. Immediately afterwards, the ordnance depot in the south gate was firmly in the hands of the rebels after sporadic resistance. Hundreds of bed crossbows, thousands of ladders, huge siege beams, more than 3,000 standard short crossbows, countless military bows, arrows, swords, guns and ....... Quickly equip the rebels from a single heavy cavalry to a siege legion. When the light was revealed, Anyang City was still being killed, the four city gates had fallen into the hands of the rebels, and the reinforcements who rushed into the city, the stragglers of the royalist system were still fighting desperately in the streets, what about Liu Yun, who should have become the protagonist?

When the messenger captain with an arrow on his back appeared in front of Liu Yun, he was already dying. The eight-word message made Liu Yun, who was serious in the old city, really hesitate, and when he finally appeared under the east city wall, he had no way to serve the country. The closed gates and towering towers left these imperial elites at a loss.

In the chaotic streets, the three fat men with a single gun did not attract much attention, and those rebel squads had too much to do in the pre-dawn darkness. Along the way, more than a group of people whizzed past the fat man, shouting at the figure with his back to the street, or symbolically swinging his blade. It was a strange scene, where everything that broke into the heart of the street was mercilessly cut down, and those who stood aside were driven even further aside.

The fat man has never killed anyone when he has grown so big, and although he has fought countless times, it is inevitable to hurt or be injured, but he has never crossed this threshold. From childhood to adulthood, the major decisions of the family are not the turn of him, the old man, to speak, even if he knows, it is only three points of truth and seven points of concealment. This kind of habitual protection made the fat man very depressed, but now when he really faced the cold killing, his three-hundred-pound body was trembling. A corpse lay on its back, a wound across the face, open and rolled, an eyeball hanging on the bridge of the nose, exposed to the air, in the heavy darkness, the whites of the eyes were so striking in a pool of blood. A salty mass of salt in the stomach involuntarily rushed up to the throat, and this natural reaction was so irrepressible. After walking a hundred and ten steps, there was a figure half-sitting in the door bucket of a house, and when he passed by, the fat man recognized that it was Uncle Liu, the executioner of the dart game. Seeing him coming, Uncle Liu reluctantly squeezed out a smile, stretched out his blood-stained hand to the fat man who leaned over, and spit out a sentence like a gossamer, "Okay, good boy, Uncle didn't mistake your ........"

This elder, who had hugged him when he was a child, died in front of his eyes like this, and the hand that was originally covering the wound did not reach the fat man's forehead in the end. In an instant, a taste grabbed his heart, making him lose his soul and be frightened inexplicably, which was so incompatible with his original intention of chivalry and righteousness, and the three fat men were completely afraid.

The three parks are just around the next street corner, but it's a difficult word for this half-mile journey. The spear dragged on the ground, the fat brother with vain steps, the six gods walked forward, with his mother in front of him, as well as a large area of blood and terrifying death. He should have rushed there, but his legs dragged uncontrollably.

He finally began to run hard, like a lost child, screaming "Mother!" and "Mother! You can't die", maybe only the origin of human nature is fearless, leaving the steps and sundries on the side of the street, the fat man rushed to the center of the street, running faster and faster, the red tassel in his hand trembled and clenched tighter and tighter in front of him......

Time seemed to stand still in the moment before the hour, and the gray sky became a dead knot for the resisting side in the capital. What could have been done while there was chaos became invisible as the morning light became brighter and brighter. The sneak attacks of the street battles that could have been successful began to be forced to hide in the buildings on both sides of the street, and those who dared to resist stubbornly on the street were scattered and torn apart, and finally fell silent. One by one, the fires began to go out, but the three parks were never ignited.

The sound of those hugging corpses and crying began to be heard on the street, not heartbreaking, but heartbreaking.