"Lord!"

Yin Duo, Yu Wuxian and others, who were fighting on the side, couldn't help but exclaim when they saw the injured Zhao Ying.

Zhao Ying is a tough guy, although he was hit by an arrow in his arm and was not lightly injured, he still only snorted, and then climbed on Yin Duo's shoulder with one hand, and said in a low voice: "I'm fine......"

Having said that, Zhao Ying had already gritted his teeth, sweat particles the size of beans appeared on his forehead, and his face was even more pale.

His shoulders were already trembling unconsciously, and he almost staggered, and he didn't fall down.

Fortunately, Zhao Ying still held back.

He knew that at such a time, if he fell, it would inevitably cause panic in the hearts of the people, and the morale of the Zhao army would be sluggish......

"Kill!"

The offensive launched by the coalition forces is still very fierce.

Many of the coalition soldiers had already climbed up the ladder to the top of the city to meet the enemy there.

Between the tragic battles, the snow has been dyed red!

The color of blood!

"Boom!"

The city gate, which had long been smashed into tatters, was also broken by the ram with a loud bang.

Countless coalition soldiers followed.

"Hold on! Hold! ”

"Shoot the arrows!"

Around a city gate, the coalition forces and the Zhao army engaged in a fierce battle.

Qing Ji, who was watching the battle from the Chinese army Daxu of the coalition army, immediately waved his hand after seeing the opportunity, and said: "Meng Ben, the widow will hand over the Tiger Ben Army and the Yulin Army to you!" Take the gates! Kill it! ”

"No!"

Meng Ben then took the order and left.

The Yulin Army, the Tiger Ben Army and the Trap Camp are known as the three elites of the Wu State, and their combat power is naturally undoubted.

In the perennial foreign wars of the Wu State, these three elite divisions have made countless contributions and moved the world!

"Kill!"

With the participation of the Yulin Army and the Tiger Ben Army, at the gate of the city, the battle situation was still in a stalemate, and the balance of victory immediately tilted to the side of the coalition army.

However, Zhao Jun's side is not a vegetarian either.

With the tenacious will to fight and the bounty offered by Zhao Ying, the soldiers of the Zhao army burst out with great combat power.

Relying on street fighting, Zhao Jun was able to mediate with the coalition forces to the end.

The Zhao army in this place fell into a disadvantage, and when the city gate was breached, the Zhao army in the other three directions hurriedly came to reinforce.

The battle lasted for six hours, and in the end, the coalition forces paid the price of tens of thousands of casualties, but still failed to capture Jinyang City.

Rao is like this, as the side defending the city, the casualties paid by the Zhao army are even heavier.

This is counterintuitive!

However, for Wu Jun, it is also reasonable.

As far as Qingji estimates, the battle loss ratio between the coalition army and the Zhao army should be about two to three.

No loss!

The Wu army, in particular, suffered less than 500 casualties......

Basically, they were all soldiers of the Six Jin Coalition Army who were used as cannon fodder.

Naturally, this situation can't continue forever, otherwise if the princes of the Six Jin Dynasty release their previous suspicions with Zhao Yingbing and join forces to deal with Wu Jun, Qingji will not be able to eat and walk around at that time.

If Qingji ends up in the same fate as Zhi Boyao, wouldn't he be laughing and generous?

At this time, Qingji had already seen that after this period of hard fighting, the Zhao army in Jinyang City was already at the end of the crossbow, and it wouldn't be long before he could jump.

According to such a desperate offensive of the coalition army, Jinyang City will be conquered in only two days at most.

……

The frost and dew were heavy, and the snow was flying in mid-air.

At this time, Qingji lay on his bed and didn't fall asleep for a long time.

"Kill!"

Suddenly, there was a shout of killing.

What's going on?

Could it be that the Zhao army attacked the camp?

This thought came to Qingji's mind, and he immediately rejected it.

Because Zhao Ying would never have the courage to dare to hit a stone with an egg, put him to death, and then take the initiative to go out of the city to fight.

"Newspaper—"

A guard hurriedly entered the tent and said to Qingji, "King, the Zhao army's army has broken through!" ”

"Breakout?"

Qingji didn't feel strange that Zhao Ying would choose to break through.

Because there was no hope of defending the city and almost waiting to die, Zhao Ying could only choose to break out.

Before that, Qingji had already ambushed 10,000 elite soldiers of Wu State north of Jinshui.

The only direction that the Zhao army will break through is mostly the Daiguo in the north of Jinyang City, or the Zhongshan Kingdom.

"Drive!"

Qingji immediately got into a chariot and pursued the Zhao army on the north bank of Jinshui.

The entourage was also all elite of the Wu army.

For example, the Tiger Army, the Yulin Army, and the Trap Camp all followed Qingji to fight.

The armies of the remaining six Jin princes, at the moment when the Zhao army chose to break through, hurriedly pursued the past.

"Kill!"

The shouts of killing in the sky brightened the entire snowfield.

The cold weather has frozen the Jinshui River, but the thickness of the ice is not enough, and the chariot that fled in a hurry inevitably fell into the ice, and it was difficult to escape.

The Wu army, which had long been ambushed on the north bank of Jinshui, immediately lit torches, and then swarmed up, constantly strangling the fleeing enemy.

Seeing that he had been ambushed and had no hope of escaping, Zhao Ying had to return to Jinyang City in embarrassment.

In this battle, the coalition forces beheaded more than 4,000 people and captured nearly 5,000 people.

This made the Zhao clan's troops drastically reduced, and it was even more impossible to hold Jinyang City!

……

"Kachatsa ......"

The next day, just as Qingji was about to give the order to attack the city, the gate of Jinyang City was slowly opened.

What's going on?

I saw that in the snow, a team of unarmed scholars, dressed in white clothes, walked out wearing linen and filial piety.

Their faces were full of mourning looks, and they were very sad.

A young man at the head was even bare-chested, with a plain white filial piety belt on his forehead.

He held the black goat in one hand and Yugui in the other, his head bowed, and his expression was dark, as if he was pleading......

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By the young man's side, he was also followed by Yin Duo, a retainer of the Zhao family.

Yin Duo held the tray in both hands, covered with crimson silk cloth, which seemed to be a seal.

"Could it be...... Zhao has fallen? ”

Gongzi Xi, who was standing beside Qingji, was quite puzzled.

It seems that there is only this explanation.

After all, the war has continued to such a point, and Zhao Ying, who is unable to support himself, has even been defeated by his main army, so what can he do to fight with the Seven Nations Alliance led by Qingji?

Qingji immediately let Gou Jian pass, and after asking the reason, he finally learned the ins and outs of the matter.

Zhao, it's really surrendered!

Qingji then took a chariot and came to the gate of the city surrounded by dozens of guards.

"Zhao Bolu, the heir of the Zhao family, see King Wu! Wu Wang ...... Years! ”

The young man named Zhao Bolu, the moment he saw Qingji, he endured the grief and indignation in his heart, knelt on the ground with a "plop", and held the sheep ceremony!