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Li Gang looked at the flames of war in front of him and the dense corpses on the ground, and sighed softly. Seeing another group of charging warriors fall in a pool of blood, there are less than a thousand soldiers left in the city. On the other hand, the rebels, due to their numerical superiority at the beginning, even with heavy losses, still have more than 2,000 people active on the battlefield at this moment, constantly attacking the city gates. In fact, if he hadn't organized an attack in time, coupled with the determination of these soldiers to defend the city to the death, it is estimated that Dashan Castle would have fallen into the hands of the enemy.

"On my command, all but the crossbowmen on the walls, all the others, including the sentries and transports, should take their weapons with me and prepare for the final charge. Li Gang turned his head and ordered to the deputy beside him.

The deputy hesitated for a moment, and then said cautiously: "General, it's still too late for you to leave the back door now, and you don't have to worry about the green mountains without firewood, so it's better to ......" Before he finished speaking, he saw Li Gang's eyes round, looking at him with an angry expression, and he couldn't help but bow his head silently.

"The rise and fall of the country is the responsibility of the husband, do you want me to be the sinner of the ages, and it will not be recorded in history?" Li Gang rebuked angrily. But after a moment, his face gradually softened again, and he waved his hand, and said in a slightly tired tone, "Anyway, just do as I say." ”

"Yes, General!" the lieutenant quickly withdrew.

"Report to the general, the arrows have run out, please instruct!" Just as Li Gang was about to walk down the city wall, another soldier ran over.

"Really...... Then you can take the pots and pans in the city, you can kill a rebel one, and you can throw stones when you are done, if you are also done throwing stones......" At this point, Li Gang stopped, glanced at the soldier meaningfully, and then turned around and walked down the stairs without looking back.

The rebels outside the city have already killed red eyes at this moment. They knew that as long as they succeeded in capturing this mountain city, they would be tantamount to capturing the entire Yan Kingdom. The commander had already said that the first soldier to enter the city would be rewarded with 100,000 taels of gold, and the second would receive 50,000 taels, and so on. As the saying goes, people die for money, birds die for food, and under the temptation of profits, they are also quite brave.

I saw a rebel swing of his broadsword and directly cut off the head of a Yan soldier. He grabbed the head of the man on the ground, held it in his hand, and sang a high military song as he danced.

"I am a sword in the darkness, cutting off the enemy's head! I am the flame in the cold winter, burning the ashes of the enemy! Chong, senseless revolutionary, use our flesh and blood to usher in the true monarch!"

For a while, the entire battlefield resounded with loud singing, and the other rebels followed suit, holding the head of the Yan army in their hands and dancing a strange dance. This whole scene, like a hellish, is so unreal, but it is really played out here.

The sound of heavy chains sounded, and the city gate opened again, only to see Li Gang riding a war horse, holding a spear, and shouting: "Rush!" The rebels, on the other hand, threw away their heads and shouted to meet them. The two armies fought together, and in an instant blood splattered, and everywhere there was the sound of horses' hooves, the sound of fighting and cutting, and the sound of painful moans. In the midst of this chaos, Li Gang brandished his spear, knocked the two rebels to the ground at once, and then returned the rifle again, piercing the neck of the enemy behind him in an instant. His expression was hideous, his body was already covered with blood, and he didn't know if it was his own or someone else's.

The sky was dripping with rain and falling on the ground with a ticking sound.

Ma Liang stretched out his hand, gently picked up a few bits of rain, and then wiped his face. He was standing on top of a ruin, with multiple burns all over his body, revealing his charred flesh. Zhu Jue was lying in front of him, his whole body was covered in bruises, and he was already dying, falling into a coma. Although he had done his best, he was defeated in the face of Ma Liang, a formidable opponent.

Ma Liang lowered his eyes and looked at Zhu Jue expressionlessly. He frowned, forming a Sichuan character in the middle, obviously not feeling a trace of joy because of the victory over Zhu Jue.

"I've been waiting for this day for a long time. Ma Liang muttered. Since he was sensible, he had no father and mother by his side, and he lived alone on the streets, barely making ends meet by begging for food. Although these days were hard, he also passed day by day, and the only thing he cared about was the eyes of the people around him. I don't know how many times, when the other children who were begging together had already earned enough money for snacks, there was nothing in his bowl. Sometimes, the surrounding shops would give them some steamed buns, but when it was his turn, the shopkeeper would look disgusted and walk past him without looking back. He didn't know what he had done wrong, but since he really couldn't get enough food, he had to do some petty theft in order to fill his stomach. Of course, once caught, it is inevitable that he will be beaten.

Later, when he grew up, he finally understood the reason for the incident. It turned out that his parents were Ye Peng's right-hand men back then, and they participated in the rebellion with Ye Peng, and were finally corrected on the spot, and both died under Ye Fei, who is now Emperor Yan. Perhaps aware of the risk of rebellion, the two ruthlessly gifted their long-to-feed child to a relative the night before, allowing him to raise it on his behalf. Unfortunately, the cousin was an alcoholic, and after getting drunk once, he shook the matter out. Poor Ma Liang was so young that he couldn't walk, so he was thrown into the street amid the scolding of other family members. At first, the cousin felt guilty and would bring him some food, but after a long time, he went with him.

Since then, Ma Liang has been determined to take revenge, not only for his unmasked parents, but also for his more than ten years of survival. Due to the excellent bloodline inherited from his parents, Ma Liang quickly showed his talent in martial arts, and then disappeared and successfully joined the Yancheng Guard. In the past 20 years, even if he has been appreciated by Emperor Yan and Zhan Long, and has been rising all the way, he still has not forgotten his purpose, until the outbreak of this war, he took the initiative to contact the rebel high-level, in order to overthrow Emperor Yan, as for who will rule in the future, he doesn't care at all.

"It's almost time to send you on your way. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, Ma Liang exhaled, glanced at Zhu Jue, and then raised the giant axe in his hand. At this time, a melodious horn sound was heard in the distance. His body shook slightly, and then he jumped to his feet and came to a higher house. As far as the eye could see, I saw an army on the horizon, rushing towards the mountain city. Judging from the waving flags, it was the First Legion where the war dragon was, but they didn't expect them to break through the encirclement so quickly and rush here at this critical moment.

"Is that what you mean?" Ma Liang raised his head and looked at the sky, a hint of loneliness slid in his eyes. Then his figure flashed, and he disappeared into the vast drizzle in a blink of an eye.

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