It was delayed until the 91st day of the first lunar month. Chu Jing had been defending the city for three months and ten days from the northern army to the city, a total of 103 days. Perhaps because he knew that Chu Jing was really at the end of his strength, the northern army took turns to fight without any fatigue, and the morale of attacking the city became higher and higher. On the top of the city, Leng Huai and Duke Hua stood side by side, with their resolute faces full of fatigue and frost. Behind them were young generals such as Leng Haoyu, Leng Qingyu, Wei Lin. Leng Haoyu, who had always been unruly talking and laughing, there was a rare feeling on his face.

Leng Huai looked at the northern military camp not far from the city and said helplessly: "Old Duke, I'm afraid I can't stand it anymore..." There was not only helplessness in his words, but also a little regretful. They had been unable to break the Chu capital for three months, and they were worthy of the Great Chu for their generals and ministers. Unfortunately, they couldn't wait for reinforcements from the Mo family army.

A trace of sadness flashed across Duke Hua's old face. Looking at the flags in the distance, his voice calm and firm, "Even if Chu Jing is lost, I should live and die with Chu Jing."

Leng Huai nodded and said, "What the old Duke said is very true, and the last general also means this. The city is in and the people are there, and the city is destroyed and the people are destroyed!"

Leng Haoyu strolled down the city wall, and the situation is indeed a bit troublesome now. It is naturally not difficult for him to escape alone, but Leng Haoyu has also experienced a lot of time in the past few months of guarding the city. He is also behind the general. Although he has never been on the battlefield before, he cannot leave his comrades who fought side by side at this time. What's more, his father and wife are still in the city. "Prince, if you don't come again, I Leng Er will really die here!" Leng Haoyu smiled helplessly.

"Second brother." As soon as he turned the corner of the street, Leng Haoyu was stopped by the voice coming from behind. Leng Haoyu could guess who the person behind was without looking back. He curled his lips and turned to look at Leng Qingyu, who was wearing a white robe with a cold face. The white snow-rolling lion robe was stained with a lot of dust, which looked a little more solemn. For this legitimate brother, Leng Haoyu had never said anything, raised his eyebrows and asked, "General Leng, is there anything wrong?"

Leng Qingyu frowned and said, "I have something to say to you."

Leng Haoyu raised his eyebrows, leaned back regardless of the dust on the wall, and said lightly: "Let's listen carefully."

Leng Qingyu looked at him and asked, "What do you look down on me?" Leng Haoyu smiled but he looked down on him. As a concubine's son and the legitimate son, they were born to be destined. Leng Qingyu, who had been favored and cultivated by his father since he was a child, was naturally disliked even more. And did Leng Qingyu, the legitimate son, really take Leng Haoyu, the gangster brother? When Leng Haoyu gradually grew up, he made friends with Mo Xiu Yaofeng San and others, and after learning his skills, his dislike of Leng Qingyu turned into various disdain. How could you be praised by your father? He was not as good as my martial arts, but his ability was not as good as me. Even if he went to the battlefield, you might not be able to fight with you.

So after saving Leng Huai at Zijing Pass, Leng Haoyu was extremely happy. It was like a person who could only be alone and silently, but now he could be really happy all over the world. The taste was self-evident. Especially whenever Leng Huai praised him, Leng Haoyu's gloomy face doubled.

Leng Qingyu snorted and said, "It's okay if you look down on me. I don't know if I can survive this time. If I die, take good care of my father."

Ah? Leng Haoyu was stunned. He thought Leng Qingyu wanted to argue with him or something, and his feelings were left with him. He curled his lips and waved the strange feeling in his heart. Leng Haoyu said, "You must leave a dying advice and find your son. What does it have to do with me?" After saying that, he turned around and walked forward. Leng Qingyu's voice came from behind and said, "Anyway, if I die in battle, you will be the only son of the Leng family. Take good care of your father." After saying that, he stopped looking at Leng Haoyu's reaction and turned around and walked up the city. Leng Haoyu was stunned and came back to his senses and shouted at Leng Qingyu's back: "What do you want to care about me? I don't care about your Leng family!"

Before Chu Jing, who was defending the city, took a breath, the northern army began to attack the city again. This time the offensive was even more intense than before. Seeing the defenders on the city being shot down one by one, watching the army under the city climb up the city tower and was seen by the defenders, someone continued to climb up. The sound of killing sounds on the entire city was filled with a strong smell of blood lingering in the air.

Finally, under the heavy sound of impact, the strong city gate collapsed, and a large group of northern troops rushed into the heavy army. On the city tower, Duke Hua picked up the silver spear in his hand, glanced at the people who were still fighting on the city tower and said, "Leng Hua! Guard the city tower!" Leng Hua was stunned and asked quickly, "Old Duke, you are..." Duke Hua said in a deep voice: "I will go down and meet these northern people for a while!"

After saying that, without waiting for Leng Huai to refuse, he strode down the city tower. His light green battle robe flew in the cold wind, making people feel like they saw the Duke of China who was in his prime and galloping on the battlefield again.

The city gate was so big. Although the city gate was broken, the Chu army guarding the city immediately rushed over and tried to block the people in the north. Two people fought together at the gate. However, the people in the north were brave enough to resist the soldiers of the Great Chu who had been tired and hungry. Chu Jing was only beaten back step by step. The soldiers in the north continued to pour into the city. If this continued, there would be no point in guarding the city tower. Leng Huai had to order the soldiers guarding the city to retreat into the city and fight on their own. This battle to defend the city for more than three months, and now the battle is now a death-long ending. In less than half an hour, the shouts of killing were spread throughout the Chu Jing.

Although Ren Qining was in place to implement the constraints, there were no such prohibitions in the Northland soldiers. Many houses were destroyed, and gold, silver and jewelry were robbed even more ordinary. If the people in the city resisted, they would have to die under the swords of the Northland soldiers. This prosperous city that had been for centuries turned into a Shura hell in an instant, with bloody fluttering and crying shaking.

The center of Chujing is the palace, and now there are not many guards in the palace. The huge imperial city is deserted and there are almost no figures. A pair of young men and women hugged each other in the depths of the palace. The girl is beautiful but unfortunately there are large scars on half of her face, which makes her beautiful face look even more weird. "Brother, are you afraid?" The girl is Princess Zhenning, the daughter of Concubine Liu. The one sitting beside her is Mo Xiaoyun, Mo Guiyun, whose eldest son of Concubine Liu was named King Changxing by Mo Jingli.
Chapter completed!