Lei Haomiao was unwilling to trade his own death for peace. The undercurrent in the city was one after another, and the atmosphere of rebellion spread throughout the city.

In fact, ordinary people are fine. After all, as citizens of the capital, they have always been given preferential treatment. At most, they are only slightly envious of Bei'an County's rapid development.

Now both parties are "benevolent kings". When there is enough food, waiting for news behind closed doors is the most common practice.

But for the powerful people who fled from everywhere and crowded in Dingzhou City, they could not sit still.

If we don't take action, this broken ship will sink, and they and their family will also sink with it.

If you give it a try, you may be able to show your face in front of the new owner and maintain a certain status and wealth in the new dynasty in the future.

Following the fire incident, in just a few days to March 27, the powerful forces in Dingzhou City collaborated with several battalions of soldiers and launched multiple uprisings.

Of course, Lei Haomiao, who was experienced in internal fighting, had taken precautions and did not let these "rebels" succeed.

He did not trust the ordinary defenders, but sent the palace guards to suppress them brutally. For a time, blood flowed into rivers and heads were killed.

However, although the rebel warriors failed to capture the palace city or occupy any important official offices in the end, under the guidance of the Xuanyi Guards and the powerful forces, a considerable number of the formation nodes had been destroyed.

On March 28, with the assistance of the engineering battalion and the Taoist priests, the city's moat river, which was dozens of feet wide, was close to drying up, and its water was diverted elsewhere.

The person in charge of city defense named Lei appointed by Lei Haomiao has no authority and no talent to know how to deal with it.

There were only a few soldiers and monks who went out to harass the city, and they all walked around in a casual manner. The work of the engineering battalion was extremely smooth, and the large wooden bridge was built under the eyes of the defenders.

The entire city of Dingzhou is lifeless and in decline. Anyone can see that the city will be destroyed soon.

On March 28, most of the Dingguo Taoist Regiment left. The leader, Lei Ming, did not stop him. Upon hearing this, Lei Haomiao angrily reprimanded and announced that Lei Ming would be cut off from all his positions.

That night, Lei Ming sneaked out of the city, willing to suppress the force of a hundred thousand troops, and asked to see Zhou Bai.

In this case, let alone Zhou Bai's own Four Realm cultivation, even if he was just an ordinary person, he would not think that Lei Ming could pose a threat to him.

Throughout the ages, the monks who penetrated into enemy camps and beheaded them all depended on the right time, place, and people. The Dingguo army did not cooperate at all, so how could you come up with a surprising move?

"Foreign Minister Xiaodao, Lei Ming, Fu Wei begs for surrender, and is willing to obey your Majesty's wishes."

Lei Ming's whole body was stiff at this moment, and the flow of mana in his Dantian fell into unprecedented inertia. He deeply felt the domineering power of dragon energy, and his spiritual consciousness did not even dare to leave the sea of ​​consciousness to test it.

Even though they are both masters, why is there such a big difference between his nephew and this one?

A false dragon and a real dragon?

Lei Ming was puzzled and just silently knelt on the spot, lowering his eyebrows and bowing his head, holding a complex array plate inlaid with more than ten spiritual stones in his hands.

Zhou Bai saw a real person kneeling in front of him, kowtowing and begging for surrender, and was filled with emotion. With his eyesight, he could naturally see that this was the core hub of a large formation.

After playing with the array plate presented by Lei Ming for a while and confirming that it could temporarily suspend the operation of the city defense array, Zhou Bai immediately signaled Lei Ming to stand up: "Master Lei is sincere, I know it."

"Offering this city-protecting formation plate means that you betrayed Lei Haomiao and the clan. Why is this?"

Lei Ming bowed his hands and said seriously: "Those who know the current affairs are heroes. Lei Haomiao wants me to take my people to flee to another state, but I don't know that this is an act of betrayal of the clan."

"After three hundred years of accumulation, the Lei clan finally crossed the threshold of a noble family after the founding of the country. Even if it only lasts for half a year, a blessed land will still be born in the underworld."

Lei Ming was unable to use Taoism, but Zhou Bai followed the guidance of his luck and looked into the dark world.

Below, somewhere in the underworld of Dingzhou, a blessed land emitting a faint white light stands impressively. Although the regulations are not complete, the area is no smaller than the Zhou clan's blessed land.

"Yes, this blessed land of your Lei family is enough to attract ancestral spirits and shelter ghosts." Zhou Bai nodded slightly and expressed appreciation.

Lei Ming secretly marveled at Zhou Bai's magical power, and explained: "It's just a prototype, and it is already shrinking. When the monarch dies and the country is destroyed, it will lose the characteristics of a blessed land in less than three hundred years."

"If we leave Dingzhou and continue to offer incense in other states, the blessed land will decline faster, and maybe it will turn into ordinary ghosts in a hundred years."

A normal blessed land can last for thousands of years. During the existence of the blessed land, it can always feed back to the Yangshi family. This is also the foundation of the thousand-year family.

Now the Ding country is destined to perish, and the Lei family has lost its millennium foundation, but the difference between three hundred years of bad luck and a hundred years of bad luck is not even the slightest bit.

If the Blessed Land can feed back three hundred years of bad luck, it will not be difficult for the Lei Clan to not only restore its current prosperity, but also maintain the status of a county magnate or even a county magistrate.

However, Zhou Bai would not let the Lei family off so easily. He asked instead: "You have stubbornly resisted the king's army for so long, causing the loss of soldiers and generals, delaying the unification of Dingzhou, and you want to beg for forgiveness for just a formation?"

This is actually a bit unreasonable. If you attack me, why can't you resist?

But now that the situation is stronger than others, Master Lei Mingtang can only keep apologizing. At the same time, he gritted his teeth and took out several storage bags: "This is the savings of our family for a hundred years. Please forgive me and give the Lei family a way to survive."

Zhou Bai opened the storage bag and saw that it was filled with gold, silver, jewelry, and a large number of spiritual stones and rare medicines.

In terms of pure value, it will indeed take away most of the wealth of a county magistrate's family.

"In addition, our clan has nearly 100,000 stones of food stored in the cellars of several manors outside the city..."

Listening to the follow-up additions, Zhou Bai shook his head and looked at Lei Ming with a faint smile: "Lei Haomiao didn't give you the military ration bag?"

Lei Ming looked at Zhou Bai's mocking eyes and didn't understand. This man had already seen through the tacit understanding between him and Lei Haomiao.

It's just like putting eggs separately. In the face of the danger of annihilation of the country and the genocide, as long as one lineage can maintain a certain degree of power, the Lei family will not be doomed.

"Please take it for yourself after your Majesty conquers the palace city. There are two extremely hidden secret passages that only Lei Haomiao himself knows. It may be difficult for ordinary patrolling monks to detect them."

"The military ration bag and part of the capital for the family's comeback should all be in his hands." Lei Ming sighed, no longer hiding anything, and confessed to Zhou Bai.

Cunning Rabbit only has three caves, but Lei Haomiao has been running Dingzhou City for many years and actually built nine secret passages.

After seven of them were discovered and intercepted, they had no choice but to destroy and block them themselves. The last two have never been used.

Maybe he wanted to wait until everything was safe and then send the clan members away with high concealment.

Zhou Bai took a deep look at Lei Ming and said appreciatively: "With the resistance so far, the Dingguo Ancestral Temple must be destroyed and no longer worshiped. However, the main lineage of the Lei family only allows you to worship the family incense."

…

On March 29, the Dingzhou City formation was defeated, and a formal battle to attack and defend the capital was about to begin.

In fact, in terms of the comparison of military strength, the gap between the two sides is not big, and since one attacks and the other defends, according to common sense, the defending side has the advantage.

But the reality is that the defenders are in low morale and have no intention of defending, while the attackers are in full swing. The soldiers are eager to try, brave and fearless, and just want to gain military exploits in the war to destroy the country.

At noon, the warm sunshine shines on the earth, and the originally chilling and desolate military confrontation has turned into a fiery frenzy of war.

In the sky, a five-foot-long red and yellow fish dragon let out an excited dragon roar. Its body was almost covered with scales, and the three-toed dragon claws it had swallowed were also beginning to take shape. It was just short of officially annihilating the country before it would be fully advanced.

Zhou Bai stood in front of all the soldiers of the Anbei Army on Jianjing, with the fish and dragon banner swaying in the wind. As he gently waved his hand to give the order, the three armies moved together.

Li Dingguo, as the commander of the front army, selected 10,000 vanguard troops and 30,000 garrison troops to attack the North City. What started was the most direct siege of the city.

In the military meeting before the general attack, Zhou Bai's intention was very clear. He would see a brand new Dingzhou City tomorrow.

The atmosphere on the top of the city was tense and heavy. Lei Haomiao's supervisory team was waiting in strict formation, and the rest of the defenders could only forcefully go into battle.

The sound of the drums was loud and the fighting spirit was awe-inspiring.

Anbei's army charged like a black tide, and the air pressure from the upper air force was so high that the defenders lost all courage.

Fortunately, relying on the tall city walls, they could still hold on for a while before engaging in close combat.

Sharp arrows cut through the air in the air and poured down, sharp and decisive.

However, it will not cause much harm to the hundreds of Foreman Guards rushing in front. They can be the first batch to ascend first. All of them are warriors in the mid-acquired stage or above, wearing three layers of armor.

The soldiers who first ascended kept waving the blades in their hands, sometimes blowing out their true energy to avoid deadly threats. When the friendly forces caught up, they counterattacked and suppressed them with powerful bows and arrows, and they immediately climbed up the ladder to attack the city.

However, this time they were attacking the tallest and strongest city in Dingzhou, and it was obvious that they would not succeed.

"Quickly, pour the gold juice and throw all the rocks and logs at me!"

"The king has an order. If you stick to today, everyone will reward you with five taels of silver and ten acres of land..."

Amidst the shouts of the officers supervising the battle team, the defenders finally took on the posture of a national imperial army. They were very skilled in various defensive methods and cooperated with each other tacitly.

It doesn't matter if they don't have fighting spirit. Under the pressure of the supervisory team composed of guards and pro-military soldiers, the soldiers have to make the last desperate struggle.

The first batch failed, and the second batch stopped halfway...

Wave after wave of attacks were repelled, until an hour into the battle, a group of guards forced by the supervising team died in the battle at the top of the city.

The defenders of Dingguo gradually woke up. They understood what kind of enemy they were dealing with. They had fallen into two counties a month ago, and now they still want to defend an isolated city?

If you work hard, you will die, if you don't work hard, you won't die. You just need to pretend to deceive the supervising team behind you.

For example, if a rolling stone is not necessarily thrown at the ladder, if an arrow is shot, it is not necessary to stick out of the parapet...

When more and more people figured out that the angry shouts from the supervising team didn't work anymore, it was really urgent and I could still do it by turning back to you.

The situation is such that the country will be destroyed today, and who doesn’t know it?

Especially after several sergeants of the Supervisory Team died at the hands of their own people, the Supervisory Team itself gradually fell into negativity.

It is clear that the monarch has a palace guard in his hands and must stay with him. If they were at the top of the city, the suppression would be much smoother.

At You hour in the afternoon, the sun is getting lower.

After Zhou Bai's Fish-Dragon Encyclopedia took another hundred steps forward, the vanguard selection army went crazy, rushing forward one after another with all their might.

Finally, the pressure from the war supervisors became less and less effective. More and more Forbidden Forces were stationed at the top of the city. At a certain moment, the defense line completely collapsed.

The warriors who ascended first split open the soldiers blocking their way, and after gathering dozens or hundreds of people, they began to charge towards other sections of the city wall.

Before sunset, the city tower was captured by the Anbei army, and the Anbei national flag embroidered with fish and dragon patterns stood proudly.

The iron cables were rolled up, the suspension bridge was lowered, and the north city gate was opened from the inside.

After a long battle, the two armies decided to win or lose with flesh and blood. With wisdom and bravery, the heroic soldiers finally won...
To be continued...