The battle began as if it had been agreed, and the cyan light pierced the sky, and the sword intent shattered the sunset. The heavy fists ran across, breaking through with force, and the white robes and black clothes were entangled with each other, they were already desperate for each other, but they were still inseparable.

There is a barbarian army on the ground attacking the city, and the battle is fierce, if it is not for the young and strong people in the city who continue to rise, the defenders on the city wall are afraid that they have died.

There was blood everywhere, and flames everywhere.

From time to time, there was a loud thunderous sound in the sky, and from time to time you could see lightning in the sky on a sunny day.

The men of Liyang have a kind of blood courage in their bones, full of a brutal Jianghu atmosphere, even if they have never held a knife or killed anyone, in this environment, the bloodthirsty ferocity in their bones has also been stimulated.

The setting sun shone obliquely on the painted window lattices in the city, and the glow penetrated the tattered windows, staining the blue curtains that had been washed to gray and white, making it particularly quiet.

Most of the people in the city have fled, but many have not left.

In the stories of the legends of the Central Plains people, most of the barbarians on the grassland are fierce and powerful, but even after listening to more stories, the Central Plains people still have a feeling of being high in their bones, and they have never looked down on the barbarians.

After all, in their minds, it was just a bunch of 'uncivilized barbarians'.

Now, the barbarians have come, and many people still haven't left, some of them have nowhere to go, and some of them still have inexplicable hopes in their hearts, all because of various reasons.

In the Tiger Prison Pass, the street that was originally very lively was very deserted at the moment, and only three or two people were in a hurry. When the wind passed, the banners, stalls and pedestrians on the street seemed to have been swept away by the wind, and all were gone, leaving only willow branches dancing wildly with the wind.

Bai Yugongzi held a repaired folding fan in his hand, walking on the street with a nonchalant face, sometimes glancing at the electric light in the sky, only pouting, the light in his eyes seemed to be admiring, and it seemed to be mocking, which was elusive.

Miss Ruyi still followed behind him with a smile, and a pair of beautiful eyes kept staring at Bai Yu Gongzi, if the emotion turned into a needle, Bai Yu Gongzi would have already pierced through a thousand holes.

Miss Ruyi rarely speaks, just like her flying knife that has to kill people when she shoots a hundred shots, she cherishes words like gold, unless Bai Yu Gongzi asks, she will answer two sentences, otherwise, she is generally looking at Bai Yun Gongzi in a daze.

But today, Miss Ruyi, who cherishes words like gold, also spoke first: "You are a big man, you don't go to the city wall to help kill the enemy, what are you doing on this street?"

Bai Yugongzi raised his eyelids, glanced at the sunset on the horizon, seemed to be a little sleepy, yawned, and said: "Fight and kill, it's too boring, there are so many people on the city wall, even if I go, it won't play a role in turning the tide of the war, so what else will I go, besides, if the city is broken, stay in that place, won't we be the first to die?"

Miss Ruyi had long expected what he was going to say, after all, although she could never guess what he was thinking, she could always anticipate what he was going to say, and Bai Yu Gongzi would never say what he was thinking.

"So what do we do now?"

Bai Yu Gongzi turned around and knocked on Miss Ruyi's head with a folding fan, and said in an extremely helpless tone: "My good Ruyi, the barbarians are about to come in, of course we are running away?"

As he was talking, suddenly, a black shadow pounced at the mouth of the alley on the side of the road, and the cold light flashed and stabbed straight into the heart of the white jade boy.

Bai Yu Gongzi frowned slightly, kicked out, the man sighed, he didn't know martial arts at all, he fell to the side, one leg was already weirdly bent, and the Pu knife in his hand also fell to the ground.

This is a middle-aged man, his face is full of the vicissitudes of life and despair of reality, just looking at the frightened look on his face, Bai Yugongzi doesn't even want to ask, now the city is so pessimistic, feeling that death is undoubtedly a lot of people, walking in the city is not safe.

He walked straight over, ignoring it, after all, he had to hurry up and run.

Miss Ruyi smiled apologetically at the middle-aged man, and then quickly followed the white jade boy.

Miss Ruyi's smile is very good-looking, and Bai Yu Gongzi often says this, so that the skinny hooligan who fell to the ground saw Miss Ruyi's laughter, and he no longer held his broken leg and howled.

It seems that he was fascinated by the smile of the beauty, half of the three souls were gone, and the seven spirits were eight points, but in fact, his three souls and seven spirits were all out of the body.

He had a knife stuck in his throat, like Miss Yi's flying knife.

Bai Yu Gongzi has never been a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, and it is naturally no coincidence that he is in the Tiger Prison at this time. He made a special trip to see Li Wenshuo, but he came here even earlier than Li Wenshuo.

However, Li Wenshuo came, the two had not seen each other, but he was leaving.

Bai Yugongzi left a letter for Li Wenshuo, the content of the letter is very important, of course, if Li Wenshuo can come back alive, someone will naturally send the letter to him, otherwise, this letter will naturally not be important.

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It is easy to defend the city and difficult to attack the city, not to mention that the barbarians went south this time, only seeking light vehicles and fast horses, and they didn't even bring much food, not to mention the large-scale siege equipment, so that the Tiger Prison Pass really held this afternoon at a small cost of about 1,000 dead and wounded.

The behavior of the barbarians is unpredictable, and it is so laborious to even conquer a tiger prison, how can we talk about attacking Chang'an, which is heavily guarded and known as the first heroic city in the world?

Ulan Baatar also had a headache, in his original plan, the princes' armies might set up ambushes on the road, but they were powerless to stop the progress of his army, and he even wanted to find the other party and take away their food and grass.

As for the siege?

When he arrived at the city of Chang'an, someone would naturally send him large siege equipment.

But what he didn't expect was that he hadn't walked to Chang'an City yet, and the losses of his men were so heavy, but looking at the ruined city in front of him, although he couldn't do it all at once, he would definitely not be able to keep it early tomorrow morning.

The moon finally rose to the cold sky, and it was white, and the earth was covered in silver, and there were scattered fires that had not yet been extinguished, and the stench of burnt corpses permeated the city.

This was by no means a good time to make a surprise attack on Bacheng, and after an afternoon of fighting during the day, the soldiers were exhausted, although they were brave.

After the first battle during the day, Li Wenshuo came to the Yamen Houfu and saw Song Yaozu, and as soon as the other party saw him, a man in his forties immediately burst into tears with excitement and bowed down.

What is said that the Hou Ye did not insult Liyang's national prestige in this battle, even if he dies tomorrow, it will be worth talking for the rest of his life.

Li Wenshuo couldn't listen to it at all, and after looking at his eyes, he knew that he was really not afraid of death, and it was estimated that even the three-foot white silk for hanging was ready. I wanted to ask how many people in the city could be used to defend the city, but now I don't feel the mood at all.

But it should be asked.

He went out again and found Song Guangming, the other party's face was solemn, in this case, he was much calmer than his father, just listening to him, Li Wenshuo also knew why Song Yaozu was like that.

He hurried out of the yamen, walked through the streets, ignored the new corpses on the ground, and went straight to the city walls.

I saw that the two zhang and five feet thick, the large bluestone city wall had more than a dozen thigh-thick cracks, from top to bottom, across the east and west, and some even stretched dozens of zhang long, cutting the ancient city wall into pieces.

Not far away, there were people holding lime mud and hanging themselves in the air with ropes, making urgent repairs.

But Li Wenshuo knew that this city wall could no longer hold it, not to mention him, even a few grandmasters and masters of the Xuanche realm could destroy this already scarred city wall.

Without this high wall as a support, even if all the people in the city were replaced by the army of the princes, they would never be able to resist the attack of the barbarians.