Xijing.

After a night of fighting, the East Gate Rebellion continued.

Throughout the night, hundreds of Janissaries engaged in a dozen tug-of-war battles near the East Gate. The Praetorian Guard was well armed, with dozens of crossbowmen guarding the building, using bunker handles to guard the main routes. In the narrow streets and alleys, the bandits' horses were of little use, their armament was only all kinds of knives, guns and clubs, and there was a shortage of armor, and many of them went into battle shirtless, and became naked live targets in front of the feathered arrows.

Each alley was defended by heavy armoured soldiers, who raised their heavy iron shields above their chests, and the infantry behind them held long spears, charging at the bandits as if they were overwhelming. Dense contradictions rushed in, and the scorching bandits rushed forward one after another, suffering heavy casualties, and the ground was covered with layers of corpses.

The well-trained Praetorian Guards were scattered in the various lanes, forming a long line of defense, trapping the influx of bandits not far from the east gate, and they were in a dilemma. The big boss is anxious, this rebellion has been planned for a long time, and he has used all his belongings, if this battle fails, the bandits will be wiped out in the desert.

There were many more bone-catching wounds on the big boss's body, and the blood was pouring out, but he forcibly endured the pain, and at the beginning of dawn, he came to the place where Nilto was treated, in a small attic.

Nilto's condition recovered quickly, his body was bandaged, but his expression was still in good spirits. The big boss came to him, his eyes were red, and he whispered, "Chief...... It's dawn. ”

Nilto looked up at him and asked, "How's it going outside?"

He shook his head and said, "It's too difficult, thousands of our brothers are here, and we still can't break through." Many brothers die for every step forward. The people of the Central Plains are like a hard bone, not to mention that they still have a lot of troops, even if we fight them all, it will be useless. ”

The big boss said, looking around. At this time, the attic was dark and cramped, the roof in disrepair gave off a rotten musty smell, and a low window let in the light. This place is already the best place they could find a place to live.

Nilto sat on the edge of a battered bed, looked straight at him, and said, "Don't worry about that, you know what, we have been instructed by the queen to do so." ”

An impatient look flashed in the eyes of the big boss, and he said to him: "So what? Now Her Majesty is still offering to the people of the Central Plains, humiliating and begging for fulfillment, and Ella's children are suffering, but she ...... it."

Nilto held out a finger and interrupted him, and said in a low voice, "Our actions are a heroic sacrifice for Ella. Your brothers, and my brothers, add up to only a few thousand people, while the people of the Central Plains have thousands of troops. But now the court of the Central Plains people is corrupt and oppressive to the people, and their poor people have long complained and are miserable. We only need to capture the east gate of Xijing and defend this place, so that we can recruit troops and expand our strength. ”

The big boss listened, his brows furrowed, and he looked at him suspiciously.

"Xijing Jingmen is only a very small place, and there are more than a dozen towns and villages in it, where tens of thousands of our compatriots and the people of the Central Plains live, we just need to set up our banner, they will follow us, with tens of thousands of horses, we can capture the whole of Xijing. ”

Nilto said solemnly, his eyes shining with determination.

"The problem is, we can't compete with the army of the Central Plains at all, the people you are talking about are just poor people who are skinny and can't eat enough, they can't even lift a knife, how can they be willing to help us......"

The big boss questioned, his strong chest rising and falling violently.

As soon as he finished speaking, Nilto stood up from the bed, and the big boss was stunned to find that his shoulder had been cut off by inches, and one arm hung limply beside him.

Nierto leaned closer to him and said solemnly: "Brother, you are the big brother in charge of the bandits, you must have an indomitable and firm faith, and let your brother look at you." This is our official first battle, and many people will die later. ”

The big boss also came up, looked at each other face to face, and also amplified his voice: "But you have to tell me what to do, my brothers are almost exhausted, it is difficult to move an inch on this battlefield, they are just a bunch of children, where can I see the hope of victory." You wait, if this stalemate continues, soon someone will not be able to hold it and escape. ”

Nilto sighed, turned around, and began to pace in the small attic. The tattered straw sandals on his feet squeaked on the floor as if they weighed a thousand pounds.

"Do you remember when we were children on the prairie and accidentally set a fire?" asked Nilto suddenly, faintly.

The big boss was stunned for a moment, a little confused, and said: "Remember, we were still herding cattle on the grassland in our hometown, and when we were playing with fire, we accidentally lit the grass, causing a fire, and Grandma beat us hard." ”

Nilto turned to face him and said, "We played with fire, but we just sparked a spark on a piece of wood, and the spark accidentally fell on the grass, and it ignited a monstrous fire. What does this mean, the resistance we are doing now to the Central Plains people is actually a spark, but the atrocities and oppression of the Central Plains people against us over the years have formed a grassland. A single spark is not enough to hurt someone, but it can cause a fire that will spread throughout the Central Plains!"

The big boss listened to him. I was stunned for a moment, and I didn't know what to say for a while.

Nierto walked slowly up to him, raised his movable arm, put it on his shoulder, and said word by word:

"A spark can start a prairie fire. ”

Inside the East Gate.

In a winding and narrow alley, several heavy armored soldiers of the Qi army held human-high iron shields, guarding the end of the alley, and behind him were more than a dozen infantrymen, and the spears in their hands were aimed at the bandits gathered at the end of the alley.

The two sides confronted each other, their murderous eyes silently converging.

Suddenly, a roar erupted from among the bandits, breaking the silence. At the sound of an order, both sides shouted as hard as they could and rushed towards each other.

Several scrawny bandits took the lead, brandishing the broadswords in their hands and slashing at the heavily armored soldiers. The iron shield was raised, and with a bang, the broadsword was firmly blocked by the iron shield, and before the next move of the bandit, a spear from behind the heavy armor soldier slammed out, piercing the body of the bandit at once.

Another bandit lunged up, slammed a hammer into the heavy soldier's thick helmet, and out of nowhere a spear plunged into his waist with unmistakable accuracy. Immediately afterwards, another bandit pounced, with a short knife in his hand, came to the side of the stunned heavy soldier, grabbed his helmet, and stabbed the short knife through his exposed neck with all his might. He drew his dagger and looked up to see the heavy armor behind him was his dense spear.

Before he could react, three or four spears had pierced his body at the same time. Behind him, several more bandits rushed up, holding a few thick sticks and smashing them at the heads of the heavily armored soldiers in front of him. Soon, the heavy armor was besieged and fell to the ground, the spears of the infantry pushed forward over his corpse, and the unsuspecting bandits died one by one under the sharp spears.

The heavy armor guarding the front was all broken, and all the scorching bandits shouted and rushed forward with their spears. For a while, blood splattered, screams continued to sound, and the corpses of the bandits gradually piled up in the narrow alleyway.

The whole alley was crowded, and inside the east gate, there were dozens of such alleys that twisted and turned, and the breakthrough and defense were going on at the same time. The sporadic bandits who had broken through were running around, chasing and killing every Qi soldier they saw, and the two hostile sides did not hesitate to kill each other as soon as they saw each other, and more and more people dared to come to support, and it became a new battlefield.

Slowly, there were few heavy armored soldiers left in the Qi army, and the heavy iron armor on their bodies became an obstacle to shuttling in the alleys. In this complex and winding city, they basically had no way to retreat, and the scorching bandits rushed out of all kinds of corners, killing the Praetorian Guards to lose their armor, and the original advantage they occupied in armaments gradually disappeared, and they fell into a situation of being surrounded by scorching bandits.

In a dilapidated slum to the west of the city, the floor is a mess of discarded wooden planks and stone bricks, with piles of feces and urine and a foul smell.

Mr. Gao covered his nose with his hands and grimaced face, struggling to walk through the garbage-like slums. He was guarded by a dozen sturdy Praetorian Guards, carefully observing the movements around him.

The time quietly came to the hottest morning, and the broken copper and iron scattered around were hot and flashing with dazzling light. Dense beads of sweat oozed from Mr. Gao's shiny head, and his thick official uniform was also soaked with sweat.

After walking for a long time, Mr. Gao was already out of breath, and he was almost out of breath from the scorching sun. He stopped, looked around, and asked impatiently, "Hey, are you sure it's here? Isn't this the kennel where the barbarians of the Western Regions live?"

When a soldier beside him heard his question, he hurriedly bowed his head and said, "Lord Steward, this is here, there is a relatively secret exit that can lead to the outside, and the small one has prepared a carriage for the adult, and he can return to Chang'an today." ”

"Whew!" Manager Gao pulled his collar to dissipate heat, and said: "Hurry up, the east gate is lost, and the reinforcements are delayed. ”

"Your Excellency. The soldier hesitated and said, "Why don't you let the little one hold the official uniform, so that you can walk faster......

Manager Gao's eyes widened suddenly, and he turned his head and scolded him fiercely: "What kind of thing? Do you still want to take off Lao Tzu's official uniform? Who do you think you are? His Royal Highness the Prince?"

"A small slip of the tongue, please forgive me. The soldier hurriedly resigned.

Manager Gao glared at him, ignored him, and continued to walk forward.

The group walked for an unknown amount of time, and finally came to a dilapidated stone wall, which had a large hole in the stone wall, and from the hole it could look out over the vast Gobi Desert.

Manager Gao narrowed his eyes and looked out, then turned around and scolded the soldiers behind him: "Where is the carriage? Where is the carriage? Do you want Lord Ben to walk back?"

When the soldier heard this, he quickly knelt down on him, and was just about to speak, when suddenly a shout came from behind him: "Lord Steward—"

Everyone became nervous for a moment, and they all looked in the direction of the sound, only to see a Praetorian Guard soldier hurrying towards it.

He stumbled all the way to the head of the high, knelt down and said, "Lord head manager...... The east gate leads north to the official road of the town...... Lost ......"

"What, so fast?" said Mr. Gao in shock, and hurriedly said, "I've just come here, if they enter the town, then how can they chase, there is not a single guard to the north of this official road, they are like entering a no-man's land." ”

All of a sudden, like an ant on a hot pot, he paced back and forth in front of the stone wall.

Everyone waited in silence, and after a while he asked the soldier, "What about the reinforcements?

"Back to your words...... The defenders of the other states could not move without the orders of Lord Shangshu. The soldier didn't dare to look up and hurried.

Manager Gao pursed his mouth, his head flushed with anger, and he looked around, and the eyes of the other soldiers were focused on him.

"What are you looking at?" Chief Gao reprimanded, "Hurry up, find a car, and hurry back to Chang'an to report to His Highness!"

As soon as he finished speaking, all the soldiers hurriedly moved and walked after him towards the stone wall.

"Wait. ”

A lame and heavy voice came from behind everyone, and Manager Gao couldn't help but be startled and stopped.

They slowly turned their heads, and a burly figure appeared not far behind them. He had a long beard, long messy hair, a face full of flesh, a fierce look, and a chest that was so strong that it was unusually human, and it was bloodstained and chilling. And his eyes as sharp as knives are looking at everyone deadly, like a god of death descending to earth.

Mr. Gao's stiff body couldn't help but tremble violently, and his pupils dilated suddenly.