The group of people who came, if you look carefully at the clothes of the thieves, but they are all wearing armor.

The first member of the general is burly, holding a steel knife in his hand, it is Ma Shiyao, who has just surrendered to Chongzhen and turned back in the blink of an eye.

He didn't really surrender to the Ming Dynasty, Chongzhen had already noticed that he would not leave his left and right, and after playing him like a stupid boy, he sent a small eunuch to monitor him.

Ma Shiyao is sitting on pins and needles beside Chongzhen, and he has always had a ghost in his heart.

This time, after sneaking down to the city in the name of, I really found the old department and quickly connected it, and in less time than half a pillar of incense, I really gathered more than 100 subordinates.

It seems that there is a certain reason for the Ming court to call them thieves, and the efficiency of escaping and being thieves is very high.

I have to say that Li Zicheng, a group of thieves, grew up by fighting against water.

If you can't beat the people and horses of the imperial court, you will run, and you will surrender when you are surrounded by the Ming army and you will be in a desperate situation, and then you will have a chance to breathe, and you will immediately turn back.

For so many years, Li Zicheng has played the court like this.

Later, Zhang Xianzhong saw that Lao Li was playing very well, and he Lao Zhang also followed suit, so Lao Zhang and Lao Li changed the law to play with the court, and the mode was to surrender - anti-water - surrender again - and then anti-water.

Life is not stopped, they are not stopped, until the court is played to death.

Now it's repeating itself.

Although Chongzhen had been on guard against this, he still had a loophole and let the thieves take advantage of the loophole.

Ma Shiyao saw that the time was pressing, more than 100 people were done, and they were no longer in series, and they didn't even have time to reverse the armor, so he took them to seize the city gate, but the battle here was fierce.

He didn't know the cause and effect here, but he had sharp eyes and saw at a glance that Liu Rukui was fighting with people.

Although he was shirtless, he couldn't escape Ma Shiyao's eyes.

Ma Shiyao was overjoyed and shouted to come to help.

Liu Rukui saw that it was him, why did he come, and wanted to complain that there was no time, and shouted: "General Ma, don't fall in love with war, go and open the city gate!"

A sentence reminded Ma Shiyao, and he rushed to the city gate with more than 100 people.

The sudden entry of more than 100 thieves immediately changed again, and the situation that the Ming army had just reversed was moved by the thieves again.

Ma Shiyao opened a bloody road, rushed to the front of the city gate, clicked a few knives in a row, sparks splashed, and finally he grabbed the elephant's trunk lock, stood firm with both feet, and used force with both hands,

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With a bang, the elephant's trunk lock fell to the ground, and Ma Shiyao opened the big iron bolt and opened the palace door.

Then Ma Shiyao shouted outside the city at the top of his voice: "Brothers, the city gate is open, hurry up and enter the city, and arrest the faint king Chongzhen—"

He shouted out of the city and waved his hand.

But as soon as he shouted, two black shadows fell from the sky, and one of his palms shook in the air, snapped, and slapped Ma Shiyao away.

This person is the wind and thunder hand Han Yin, this is the second time he has stolen Ma Shiyao.

During the day, the palm on the street near the Jinshui River didn't do anything to Ma Shiyao, but this time Ma Shiyao received a heavy palm.

Ma Shiyao flew as high as he slammed into the city wall, rolled to the ground again, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then lost consciousness.

Han Yin didn't care whether he lived or died, his arms were shaken apart, and the thief rolled to the ground.

Here, Yang Wanli's ghost head and big knife came out of nowhere, and as soon as he turned around, he fell down.

Ma Shiyao, a thief who fought against the water for more than 100 years, died and fled in the blink of an eye, and disappeared without a trace.

The two were about to reclose the gates, but it was too late.

Because of Ma Shiyao's voice just now, the thieves on the other side of the moat have heard it, and those who haven't heard it have also seen it, and they are staring at the city gate with their eyes fixed while feinting, just waiting for this opportunity.

As soon as the city gate opened, Sun Zhanyuan was overjoyed and waved his sword into the air, "Kill into the city, don't let Chongzhen run away, rush!" ……」

Like a tide, the thieves immediately changed their feints to a real charge, with the horses in front and the foot soldiers behind, rushing across the moat and surging in from the noon gate.

"The emperor treats us well, people are at the city gate, this is our treatment of the emperor

We must never break our promises!"

The two of them glanced at each other, Han Yin pulled out the judge's double pen from behind his back, he fought with people, and he usually didn't use weapons, but today he let it go.

His pair of judge's pens are made of pure steel, each pen is 2 feet 3, and he is a little short, so it is just right to use.

Seeing this pair of pens, he brushed and brushed in his palm several times, whirring and windy, and then went down, and a strong wind swept by.

A rushing war horse, the horse stumbled, and the horse fell down again, and before the thief could get up, the judge's pen smashed on his head, killing him on the spot.

Then the Korean and Indian people had already reached the air, and even the shadowless foot belt judged the double pen, and this time it was cast, and the thieves rolled down again.

Eight steps to fly on the grass, Yang Wanli showed his light skills, flew around in the air, stepped on the head and body of the thief, and touched the water.

Between the ups and downs, the sword flashed, and the blood splattered, like a spring.

In the blink of an eye, these two Jianghu martial arts masters turned the hundreds of soldiers who poured into the city gate into corpses and mutilation, and the blood flowed like a river.

When these thieves saw that these two people were too powerful, they were simply fatal Yama, and they all changed color and retreated.

For a time, the thieves' soldiers and horses were blocked by the two.

There is only one passage at the noon gate, and a large number of thieves rush forward and can't move, and the outside can't enter, but the ones behind are still rushing forward, squeezing into a pimple at the city gate.

Some are moving forward, some are backward, their own people hit their own people, trample and squeeze, and some roll into the moat, puff and splash.

"Ahead, what's going on?" Sun Zhanyuan, the deputy general in charge of command here, shouted at the back at the top of his voice.

A thief's soldier came over and reported, "Lord Duwei, the front is blocked, there are two martial arts masters blocking the way, and the brothers can't get through."

"Martial arts master?" Sun Zhanyuan was also stunned, because he had seen the means of black and white impermanence, and he did not dare to underestimate martial arts masters.

But when the gates opened, the men and horses couldn't rush in, what was the matter? He immediately ordered the bow and arrow to wait in front of him.

Emperor Wu of the Ming Dynasty Chongzhen