Arrows are nailed to battlements, city towers, corpses, flames are burning, and the city walls are in a fight.??

The guard of the South City Gate dragged a long knife, with a broken arrow inserted on his shoulder, and his feet kept moving forward. The blood on his face faded, the cloak on his back torn apart, and a bloody mouth was broken out of the armor.

"Bet the sword and shield soldiers, lean on them! Put the shields up. The messenger soldiers quickly spread the news of the Jurchens siege, hurry up."

As he said, his body shook, perhaps bleeding too much. After walking a few steps, he sat on the ground weakly. In the fire, the sound of fighting was spreading from the city, becoming more and more intense. Then his personal soldiers quickly helped him up and went backwards, and found a doctor to bandage the wound under the armor to stop the bleeding.

"General, General, has shed a lot of blood, is it okay?"

"You go back, go back and guard the city wall immediately. I will come back later. Let me rest, and come later! Tell my brothers that I am not dead yet, let them guard the city, otherwise the Jurchens will retreat, and I will implement the military law." The guard general pushed the personal soldier out with a hideous look, "If you keep it, I will take you to the brothel to play with women."

The personal soldier smiled silly, scratching his bloody face, a little embarrassed.

On this usually peaceful night, even though I knew that the Jurchens had crossed the Yellow River, it would still take some time to fight. At least they would choose to attack on a rainy night one morning, which was unpredictable for everyone.

He thought so.

Above the city wall, arrows flew up from the opposite side of the city wall and brushed the face of an imperial guard and landed on the floor tiles of the city wall. The soldier almost didn't react and continued to carry the battlements with his colleagues, and smashed the ladder leaning against the city wall. With a crackling sound, several figures shouted and fell off the city wall.

Before the soldier and his colleagues could be happy, an arrow flew over and nailed into his eyes, and the body was tilted to the ground. Another soldier took a few steps back, and a Jurchen soldier survived being smashed and climbed up. He screamed fiercely, and rushed up and killed the stern and stabbed the stern person with one knife.

Hand-to-hand combat suddenly started fighting on the city wall. More Jurchen soldiers rushed up after evading the stones and pounding trees thrown from the city wall. The shadows were all over the place, and the sticky and warm blood flowed out from different corpses.

In the room below the city tower, bandages were wrapped around. The guard put on his armor and pushed open the door. The fight became fierce. When he walked up to the city wall, in his vision, the previous personal soldier fell down and his neck was cut off. He looked forward again, and the sword light, blood light, and figure swayed in his sight.

"Why are you lying down before I die?" His eyes twitched, something flowing out.

He raised his steel knife, roared with an angrily roar, rushed forward, stabbed a Jurchen vest with one knife, and pushed the other person forward for a few steps.

"Ah" roared again, kicking the body away from the knife.

Outside the battlements, there were several or a team of Jurchen soldiers climbing up. The imperial guards here relied on the crowd to drive the other party down the city, but they often paid a price of two or three more lives than the other party.

At this time, a soldier who had lost his helmet was scared. After seeing his guard, he ran over like crazy and cried: "Can we defend ourselves, General? Can we defend ourselves? Why haven't the reinforcements come yet?"

He Congfeng twisted his head and shouted, "If you can't keep it, you have to guard it, and if you die, you have to go to the sky!"

At the same time, not far from the city gate.

The emperor's imperial frame had come over. When the stars and spots of fire appeared in the sky, the faint fire was shining out on the street, with a figure standing there, and the surrounding Jinyiwei, Dongchang Fanzi, and even the constables at the Six Gates were hidden inside.

Shortly after Xifu and the others left, Bai Ning received information that the emperor wanted to escape, so he immediately called his master to rush forward to intercept him.

In the end, Bai Ning stopped Zhao Ji's convoy in front, bowed his hand, and looked cold, "Your Majesty is going to abandon the people?"

"Who dares to stop me!"

The emperor pushed away the carriage fan, and the emperor walked out of the carriage and looked at the figure blocking the street. Cao Zhenchun bent slightly under the carriage, "Report to your Majesty, you are the chief executive."

"I saw it."

Zhao Ji waved his hand to let him retreat and walked straight down. The old eunuch there lowered his eyes and took a step back a little, and put his arching hand into the sleeve of the robe.

"How could I abandon the capital and leave? Xiao Ningzi must have heard it wrong." The emperor stopped halfway and raised his hand from seven or eight steps away. "Xiao Ningzi should just stand up and speak. I just heard that the Jurchens were sieging the city, and I felt a little anxious. So I brought Xiao Guizi, Cai Xiang and others to see it and cheer the soldiers up."

"I'm afraid it's not." Bai Ning took a step forward and looked over. "I think there is a saying that makes sense. The emperor guards the country's gates and the king dies in the country. Now that the enemy has not yet entered, His Majesty is afraid of running away overnight. If he is robbed by the Jurchens halfway, the Wu Dynasty will have no face anymore."

Zhao Ji's face turned red immediately. After walking a few steps back and forth, he raised his fingers and shook them a few times.

"It's unreasonable, Xiao Ningzi! You are simply disgusted with the king. What kind of king dies in the country? If I die, who will rule this country is unreasonable. Today you bring so many people here, what do you want to force the palace?"

Bai Ning shook his head and bowed again, "Please go back to the palace to preside over the overall situation."

"Please go back to the palace to preside over the overall situation"

In the darkness, the Jinyiwei from the East Factory, the monks bowed their hands and knelt on the ground and shouted together.

In the rear convoy, Cai Jing quickly came over. Seeing the scene here, Bai Feng pointed at Bai Ning and shouted in a low voice: "Ephesian, you are a crime of deceiving the emperor like this. Why don't you get out of the way quickly?"

In the Wu Dynasty, the status of literati was very high, while the status of eunuchs was extremely low. It was not wrong for him to scold this, but the people standing opposite him were extraordinary.

Bai Ning looked at him coldly, "Believe it or not, I will cut your tongue now and go back."

As the noise was clamoring, not only were the shouts of the city gates on the south side, but the other three gates also gradually showed fighting. The emperor standing on the street clenched his fists with his hands, trembling all over his body, and suddenly turned around and returned to his horse.

"Break through!"

The imperial guards who were driving the car were stunned for a moment, then looked at the Dongchang people blocking in front of him, and his heart was shaking the reins. In front, Bai Ning narrowed his eyes and moved his internal strength slightly. The people close to the street felt a strong wind blowing on his face. The ground two or three meters away in front of the imperial guard suddenly sunk, and the stone bricks jumped up.

Xilulu

Several imperial horses were suddenly frightened, and raised their front hooves and stood up with a long neigh. The horse's head immediately turned around and ran towards the palace behind. The imperial guards escorted around and other convoys hurriedly followed, fearing that something would happen to the emperor.
Chapter completed!