Beijin, Jiuxiao City

At this moment, Jiuxiao City was like a hell on earth, with more than 100,000 Yanrong troops pouring into the capital of Beijin from all directions.

Although it was late at night, the fires burning everywhere made Jiuxiao City look like daylight, and the shouts of killing could be heard everywhere.

The Beijin defenders, whose military morale was on the verge of collapse, could no longer organize a decent counterattack.

The Yan Rong soldiers wandering around the streets and alleys barbarically broke into people's homes and plundered their belongings. Anyone who dared to resist would be stabbed back with a knife.

If you are lucky enough to meet a few pretty women, then these blood-thirsty Yan Rong soldiers will inevitably show their bestiality.

Tonight, in the capital of Northern Jin, scenes of human tragedy are destined to occur.

On a street in the city, Wanyanbi walked aimlessly with a bloody knife in his eyes, his eyes full of confusion.

Just before nightfall, Wanyanbi relied on his identity as the legitimate son of Prince Long to open a remote city gate.

It happened that the guard of the city gate was single-handedly promoted by Wanyan Aguda, and he was regarded as a direct general of Prince Long. Seeing Wanyan Bi, he naturally opened the city gate without any precautions, and even felt indescribably happy.

But the guard never expected that the son he had trained as a god, Wanyan Aguda, had surrendered to Yan Rong.

As you can imagine, those who followed Wanyanbi into the city were all Yan Rong elites. They quickly started killing at the gate of the city, and then welcomed the Yan Rong army into the city.

When the guard discovered the truth, the man who had been fighting on the battlefield for half his life completely fell into madness. He just killed the Yan Rong guards and wanted to kill Wanyan Bi with his own hands.

But what awaited him was Wanyanbi's expressionless sword strike. The general still glared at Wanyanbi fiercely before he died. He could not figure out why Prince Long's son had reached this point.

There was the sound of the clash of weapons, the ferocious laughter of the soldiers entering the city, the screams of the people of Beijin, and the heart-rending wails of many women.

These sharp and harsh sounds kept reaching Wanyanbi's ears. Wanyanbi's whole body was trembling, and he kept muttering: "This is all because of me, because of me."

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"General Wanyanbi, you have really made great contributions to our Yan Rong army, haha!"

There was a burst of laughter. Wanyanbi did not speak, but glanced blankly at Mu Yunduankang and Baili Shen who were riding in.

Mu Yunduankang was in a good mood at the moment. Wanyan Honglie was dead, Jiuxiao City was captured, and the position of prince was already beckoning to him.

Mu Yunduankang didn't mind Wan Yanbi's silence, he just left a few words lightly and left:

"General, don't worry, your family will never lose a hair. This prince will fulfill his promise to you."

"Haha." The corners of Wanyanbi's mouth twitched, not sure whether it was self-mockery or relief.

Muyun Duankang had not gone far when he ran into a group of cavalry. The leading cavalry general who came to report the news said: "Your Highness, most of the remaining troops in the city have fled into the imperial city. We have occupied all four gates. Generals are waiting.

Lead troops to surround the imperial city."

"Well, is the trapped beast still fighting?" Mu Yunduankang curled his lips contemptuously.

But at this time, victory was already within his grasp, and he still looked down upon the mere imperial city.

"Tsk, tsk, this imperial city can't be trapped any longer. We should take it down in one go tonight." Baili Shen said while squinting his eyes.

Mu Yunduankang laughed loudly and waved his hand: "I will tell all the generals the order to attack the imperial city, and the concubines in the harem of Beijin will be dealt with as they wish!"

"No!" The general who reported the news suddenly had his eyes blood red, and he galloped into the distance without stopping.

"You are really talented." Baili Shen shook his head helplessly.

As soon as this order came out, the Yan Rong soldiers on the front line were furious.

"Haha, war is just like that."

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There is also an imperial city in Jiuxiao City, and now the few Imperial City Imperial Guards are guarding the city wall together with the soldiers who have withdrawn.

The faces of these Beijin soldiers were full of panic and fear, and everyone knew that there was no hope.

The most terrifying thing was that they also heard the news that their emperor had died in battle, and the 300,000 reinforcements they had been waiting for had been wiped out by Yan Rong.

The maids, eunuchs, and even the concubines in the palace were in chaos, and the entire imperial city was out of order.

At the door of the inner hall of the imperial palace, the national preceptor Yeluzheng was standing at the door with some dejection. His son Yeluchu came over with a big knife and blood on his body and said: "Father, the outer city is destroyed, and the imperial city is also destroyed.

Hard to defend."

The aged Yelucai seemed to have been drained of all his energy. He looked blankly at the starry night sky and murmured: "Is this how I, Dajin, will die?"

Yelu Chu gritted his teeth and said, "It was Wanyan Bi who tricked the city gate into opening, and the news of His Majesty's death in battle has spread throughout the imperial city."

The old Imperial Master's face trembled, and he said blankly: "That's all, it's meaningless to talk about this now. After tonight, this imperial city will no longer exist."

In fact, the reinforcements were delayed in arriving, so Yelucai could already guess the outcome.

Besides, he knew that the army was short of food. One million soldiers, let alone three hundred thousand, would be of no use to soldiers who did not have enough to eat.

"Has the plane been sent out?" Yelvcai suddenly straightened his back and asked.

"Don't worry, father. Before the siege began, I sent elite soldiers to escort him away." Yelu Chu replied silently.

"Haha, I can feel at ease now that my Yelu clan has blood to survive." Yelucai looked up to the sky and laughed: "Chu'er, do what you should do."

Yelu Chu, who was wearing armor, knelt on his knees, his forehead heavy on the jade floor, and choked with sobs: "Father, my son has gone first, and my son will guard you on the road to hell!"

"Go ahead."

Yelucai watched his son stride away with a knife, leaving a drop of tears before turning around and walking into the hall.

In the main hall, the young Prince Beijin was running up sleepily with his bare feet: "Grandpa, grandpa, why is it so noisy outside? Is the bad guy here again?"

Wanyan Chiyue's face was bulging and red with wide eyes.

Yelucai trembled and took out a small medicine bottle from his sleeve robe, and said in a hoarse voice: "Your Highness, it's okay. The bad guys can't help but beat them. You drink this and have a sleep. When you wake up tomorrow morning, the bad guys will be beaten away."

Already."

"Really, grandpa?" Wanyan Chiyue blinked.

"Really, when did grandpa lie to you? I will always be here with you, drink." Yelucai gently handed the small medicine bottle to Wanyan Chiyue's mouth.

The little prince did not refuse, drank half the bottle in one gulp, and then fell into a drowsy sleep.

Yelucai drank the remaining half of the bottle and hugged the little prince tightly.

After a while, Wanyan Chiyue's body began to tremble uncontrollably, and faint blood oozed from the corners of her mouth.

Yelucai's arms became harder and harder, and he kept mumbling: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm guarding Your Highness."

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Chapter completed!