Above the city gate, all the remaining soldiers climbed onto the city wall.
Mu Huaicheng asked people to tie up their clothes and quilts tightly behind their backs. In the dark night, it looked like there were many people from a distance.
"Fire the arrow!"
Mu Huaicheng gave an order, and his arrows struck at the barbarian who was erecting the ladder.
Under the city.
Brother Shu Zheyu sat on the horse and looked coldly at Mu Huaicheng on the city.
Such a close encounter really makes people's blood boil.
"Didn't you say that there were not many soldiers left at the border?" Ge Shu Zheyu said coldly.
Could it be a scam?
"Tatar, the news is reliable. There are definitely not many people in the city, but..." His subordinates did not dare to make a conclusion.
"Secretly, go over there and have a look."
Brother Shu Zheyu asked the spies to take advantage of the chaos to explore the way.
"Mu Huaicheng, I advise you to open the city gate obediently to reduce unnecessary losses. Maybe I can keep your whole body." Ge Shu Zheyu shouted from the city.
"You're just a barbarian, like a beast in the wilderness. Do you really think that I am afraid of you?" The deputy general next to Mu Huaicheng cursed coldly.
Brother Shu Zheyu's eyes instantly darkened, he grabbed the bow and arrow of the person next to him with his backhand, and shot towards the person who spoke.
"Whoosh!" A sharp voice pierced the night sky.
Next to the lieutenant, Chaoyang raised his hand with cold eyes, and almost caught the arrow in his hand when it pierced his heart.
Their eyes met, Chaoyang looked at his brother Shu Zheyu.
Brother Shu Zheyu squinted his eyes. Even though Chaoyang was disguised, he could still tell that this was a woman.
interesting……
The women in Fengtian really surprised him more than the other.
"Get ready, pour the kerosene."
Seeing that there were too many people coming to Ge Shu Zheyu one after another, Mu Huaicheng ordered the kerosene to be poured out.
…
"Tada, Mu Huaicheng is in a hurry."
Obviously, in the cold winter, kerosene is a more precious thing than food and grass. There is an extreme shortage of kerosene here. Their dumping like this can only mean that they are delaying for a moment.
"Tatar, I just went up the city wall, and the people behind these people are all dummies!"
Brother Shu Zheyu was stunned for a moment, then laughed.
Mu Huaicheng is really crafty.
Very good. "Break open the city gate for me!"
It was going to be dawn soon, and Mu Huaicheng had let Mu Huaicheng hold on until now, and he had deliberately let himself go.
…
On the city wall, Mu Huaicheng slowly held up his hands. "I can't hold it anymore."
Chaoyang looked at Xiao Junze warily. "Let's go first!"
Xiao Junze frowned and pulled Chaoyang. "I will be where you are."
"Your Majesty, the overall situation is of paramount importance. Evacuate first and we'll meet you in the inner city!" Chaoyang said in a deep voice.
Xiao Junze held Chaoyang's hand tighter and tighter, showing no intention of leaving. "There is no Your Majesty here, only Xiao Junze!"
Chaoyang had nothing to do with him. "Get on your horse and lead the people into a trap before breaking the city."
They set up an ambush, and although they couldn't stop Ge Shu Zheyu, as long as they tried hard to stop him, Ge Shu Zheyu's suspicion would weaken.
"Brother! The city gate can't hold up anymore!" Chaoyang breathed heavily and stared at the city gate that was violently hit.
"All soldiers, follow me to kill the enemy!"
Everyone looked at death with red eyes.
"Kill the barbarians to protect our country!"
Chaoyang's eyes turned red and his vision became moist.
She knew that these people were suicide squads who stayed behind voluntarily.
All the sacrifices they made were for their country, their country, and their families.
Xiao Junze's face covered by a scarf showed no emotion, but his red eyes could still tell that he felt deeper.
He is the emperor of Fengtian, and these are his people.
As an emperor, how could he bear to watch his people shed blood on the battlefield and wrap their bodies in horse leather?
These people are all heroes of Fengtian.
"Kill the barbaric dogs to protect our country!"
"Brothers, fight with them! You will still be a hero after eighteen years!"
The roars of all the soldiers pierced the night sky, their blood was gushing, and they were holding the hope of death.
Mu Huaicheng stood in front of the soldiers, his eyes fixed and firm.
Hold the sword in your hand tightly and wait for the opponent to break through.
"Bang!" The city gate was knocked open by heavy wood, and in an instant, all the barbarians poured in like ants.
In the chaos, Chaoyang and Xiao Junze always guarded each other, preventing the enemy from attacking back to back.
"Chao'er, be careful!" Xiao Junze kicked the people around him away. Because there were too many people, even if Xiao Junze had excellent martial arts, he was still unable to do what he wanted.
Chaoyang was also breathing rapidly and tried his best to protect Xiao Junze's back.
Ge Shu Zheyu rode into the city gate like a victor, observing the fighting in the city with his cold eyes from above.
There weren’t many people left for a long time, and it was indeed Mu Huaicheng, the nephew of the God of War.
Very good... being able to hold on until now is enough for him to admire.
His eyes fell on Chaoyang and Xiao Junze. Those two people... also made his eyes light up.
Killing so many of his people... this is not okay.
Quickly turning over and dismounting, Ge Shu Zheyu drew his long sword and walked towards Mu Huaicheng.
Before that, he wanted to test Mu Huaicheng's strength.
"No one is allowed to interfere." Brother Shu Zheyu said coldly. In order to ensure fairness, no one can interfere in the fight between him and Mu Huaicheng.
The barbarians retreated automatically, and all the Fengtian Army looked at Brother Shu Zheyu warily and slowly retreated.
"General! General!"
The Fengtian soldiers began to shout and cheer for Mu Huaicheng.
Mu Huaicheng looked at his brother Shu Zheyu with cold eyes, the coldness in his eyes was extremely strong.
"Finally, let me see if the nephew of the God of War is as rumored, or if he is just contaminated by the divine glory." Brother Shu Zheyu had already attacked Mu Huaicheng as he spoke.
Mu Huaicheng quickly dodged and took his sword forcefully.
It's too heavy. Brother Shu Zheyu is born with brute strength, and his heavy blows are extremely lethal.
Brother Shu Zheyu spent a lot of energy fighting against Mu Huaicheng, which showed his respect for his opponent.
Chaoyang protected Xiao Junze and retreated, his heart tightening. This brother Shu Zheyu is so strong...
"Except for dad, I have never seen someone like this... who can seem to be one with the battlefield and the war." Chaoyang said softly.
Unfortunately, he is the enemy.
Since it is an enemy, it must be eliminated.
"Tell me, which one of them has the upper hand?" Xiao Junze wiped the blood on Chaoyang's face. It was the enemy's blood.
Chaoyang shook his head warily. "Brother's injury hasn't healed yet. If we try our best, we won't be able to hold on for long. We have to find a way."
Xiao Junze frowned and remained silent, clenching his fingers. He wanted to test how strong this brother Shu Zheyu really was.
"Our general has been seriously injured and has not yet recovered. Tartar won without force!" Chaoyang said in a deep voice.
Brother Shu Zheyu froze for a moment, frowning and looking at Chaoyang.
"If Tatar wants us to lose, he might as well give up a hand."
Mu Huaicheng took the opportunity to glance at Chaoyang, his eyes signaling her to prepare for action.
They cannot fight for long.
"So what if I give up one hand?" Brother Shu Zheyu sneered.
Chaoyang raised her lips, knowing that people like her brother Shu Zheyu were the most conceited.
During the stalemate between the two, Mu Huaicheng tried his best to hold the opponent back.
Chaoyang gestured to the person behind him.
The archers hiding in the dark aimed at the barbarians who were still watching the battle.
"Whoosh!" The city fell into melee again, and the barbarians lost thousands of people without warning.
Brother Shu Zheyu glared at Mu Huaicheng angrily. "I respect you as an opponent, but you are so despicable!"
"Despicable? Humph, you let people spread rumors in our army and disturb the morale of the army. Isn't that despicable enough?" Mu Huaicheng kicked the barbarians around him away and killed the enemy with the other soldiers. "This is called a soldier who never tires of deceit! Withdraw!"