Seeing Ding Changzeng leading a group of troops to attack the pursuers behind him, Yan Qing's eyes turned red, and the veins in his hand holding the gun were like wrinkles. He wished he could raise his arms and lead the crowd to rush into the enemy army with Ding Changzeng and others.

If you kill him, you will be thrown off your back, but you will not regret it even if you die!

But Yan Qing finally turned his head, no longer looking at the roar of fighting behind him, with scarlet eyes, and shouted with hatred: "Let's go!"

The nights in September are long, and the streets and markets are no longer peaceful and peaceful as before. Only the lights of swords and the shadows of swords and the clanging of battles can be heard.

The roars of fighting, the wails of despair... echoed in Kangdu City, as shrill and harsh as the carnival of a hundred ghosts, making people panic.

The doors and windows of the houses in the city were closed, and not a single candle was bright. The frightened people huddled in a corner of the house and shivered, hugging each other and praying that the war would subside as the night faded.

The straight Suzaku Street was illuminated by the flames of war as if it were daytime.

The shops along the street were affected, and the fire was raging. The thick smoke mixed with the strong smell of blood and the stench of burning corpses made people shed tears, but no one cared about the seriousness of the fire.

Injured, everyone is fighting to survive.

When Yan Qing led the Yan family troops behind him to fight out of the fire, only less than 300 of the more than 500 people were left.

The rush to move through the flames severely consumed everyone's physical strength, but they did not have time to rest.

Finally, at the end of Zhuque Street, Yan Qing and others caught up with the Su Wei soldiers who had retreated first.

Rather than saying that Yan Qing and the others caught up with the Su Guards, it is better to say that they were waiting for the arrival of Yan Qing and the others outside the shooting range of the archers on the Zhuque Gate city wall.

Blood energy floated in the air, and the sticky blood shone with a coquettish dark light under the distant firelight.

Almost as soon as the two armies met, everyone in the Yan Family Army slowed down and stared at the Su Guards who were supposed to be their comrades with wary expressions.

Si Zhan walked out of the Su Guards, followed by someone.

Yan Qing knew that man as the general who led the Su Wei army that had surrendered to Wen Zhemao.

Taking a look at the blood stains on the ground, as well as the fact that the number of Su Wei soldiers behind the two men was obviously not equal to that of the previous ones, and they were not much tired, Yan Qing understood that the previous Su Wei soldiers and Beijing troops had probably been poisoned.

Yan Qing discovered such an obvious anomaly, and everyone in the Yan family army who had fought with her on the battlefield for many years naturally discovered it as well, so they immediately raised their alert and prepared a desperate fight.

What they didn't expect was that Yan Qing left the team alone and met the man.

"General Yan, our troops are all here."

When everyone was confused, they heard Si Zhi say, "The pursuers will arrive soon, please enter the imperial city quickly."

Si Zhan's words left everyone in the Yan family army confused.

There is obviously something wrong with the people on the other side. How can you lead them into the imperial city?

What else does it mean that they have all gathered together?

Is this reinforcement from somewhere?

But why did the reinforcements not support them before, but were waiting for them here to withdraw into the imperial city with them?

Many doubts all point to the abnormality of the army in front of them.

The eyes of Si Zhan and those around him always fell on Yan Qing, waiting for her answer.

The thousands of guards standing behind them all stared at Yan Qing, but their hands unconsciously tightened their swords.

Everyone in the Yan family army knew that if Yan Qing refused here, the "own men" in front of them would swing their swords at them.

They were exhausted, and even if they had the ability to fight one against ten, there was absolutely no way they could make it out alive.

But if these people are allowed to enter the imperial city...

They are all human spirits crawling out of the dead. Even if you are confused for a moment, you should understand that these people in front of you are in the same group as the rebels behind you.

But why would a general keep a rebel by his side?

Everyone was puzzled, but no one asked.

Years of tacit understanding have convinced them that every choice Yan Qing makes has her own considerations, just like countless times before.

Everyone in the Yan family army looked at Yan Qing, waiting for her answer, and were even ready to fight to the death.

But what they didn't expect was that Yan Qing only remained silent for a moment and then agreed.

She said: "Okay."

Everyone in the Yan family army was shocked.

The imperial city is the last line of defense for Kangdu. Once these rebels are allowed into the city and the enemy cooperates inside and outside, Kangdu will be finished!

Everyone in the Yan family army was shocked and confused by Yan Qing's choice, and they couldn't react for a moment.

"General..."

Only Hongzhuang, who knew all the truth, frowned deeply and stopped Yan Qing who was about to leave.

Yan Qing turned around, but Hongzhuang stopped talking.

The hand holding the sword tightened, and Hongzhuang shook his head at her slowly and solemnly.

Yan Qing looked at Hong Zhuang, and his eyes passed her and fell on the brothers who had followed him through life and death. They were confused and shocked, but remained silent.

Hundreds of pairs of silent eyes looked at her, as if she would just give her a reason and they would follow her without hesitation.

The flames were burning behind them, and the "cracking" burning sound was mixed with the kicking and tapping footsteps.

Yan Qing's eyes fell back on Hongzhuang, and the deep black eyes reflected the fiery red flames in the sky.

Yan Qing moved her lips silently.

Hongzhuang was stunned for a moment, opened and closed her mouth slightly, watching Yan Qing turn around and take the reins handed over by Si Zhan.

Yan Qing got on his horse and glanced at everyone with his gloomy eyes, as if to appease everyone's emotions, but also to warn himself: "Enough brothers have died in the battle today."

After that, with everyone's expressions varying, Yan Qing rode his horse into the shooting range of the Zhuque Gate archers and shouted: "The city gate has been lost. The last general, Yan Qing, requested to lead the remaining troops into the imperial city, and follow the generals to defend the imperial city!"

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The archers drew their bows fully and waited for the general's orders.

As long as the general gives the order, Yan Qing, who stops his horse in front of Zhuque Gate, will be shot dead with thousands of arrows on the spot.

"Open the city gate!"

Yan Qing shouted again.

The general guarding the city turned his head and looked at Wen Zhehan, who was supervising the battle.

Wen Zhehan looked at Yan Qing who was wandering in front of the door in silence. The fire on the city wall was reflected in his deep eyes, and it was clearly extinguished.

Under the city, Yan Qing apparently also discovered Wen Zhehan on the city wall.

She reined in her horse, raised her head and looked at Wen Zhehan across the palace wall that was more than ten meters high: "General Yan Qing, please open the city gate and let us enter the city!"

Wen Zhehan looked away in silence.

In the distance, Li Dingshan's vanguard troops had already passed through the blazing Zhuque Street. Although Yan Qing and the Su Wei troops who had evacuated together had to move closer to the Zhuque Gate.

The city walls were full of bows and arrows.

Once Wen Zhehan ordered the arrows to be fired, the remnants of the South City Gate defenders, caught between the city wall and Li Dingshan's pursuers, would inevitably become targets and have nowhere to hide.

"The general will ask His Royal Highness Duan Wang to open the city gate!"

Yan Qing requested again.

The Su guards who were forced to the Suzaku Gate looked at the closed city gate and the bows and arrows all over the wall. They were all discouraged, but they still turned around in an orderly manner and pointed their spearheads at the pursuers behind them.

Form a defensive posture in front of Zhuque's goal.
Chapter completed!