At dawn, drums and drums thundered and the imperial city gates opened wide. Thousands of troops were ready to march. The vanguard troops led by General Feng Xing came out of the city to fight.
A strong wind is blowing. Feng Bagao is sitting on the war horse, looking coldly at his former comrades and current enemies. In front of him is Yang Xi in military uniform. He once said that from now on, no matter where he is, he will take her with him. Even if he goes out to fight, he will take her with him.
There must be her
Facing the wind, she buried her head in his chest, closed her eyes and listened to his heartbeat. Although she was domineering in her life, she had never been so willful. But this time, she just wanted to be with him every moment, no matter whether she was willful or ignorant.
in spite of
Feng Ba put his hand around her waist and held the Yue Yue Dao high beside him, glowing with a frightening cold light. He raised his eyes and looked into the distance, and his deep and deep voice followed the wind and said: "Surrender is still my subject of Dayan. Zhan Kill Amnesty."
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Feng Xing at the other end trembled when he heard the words and sat upright on his horse. He was once Feng Ba's lieutenant. He had been with him through life and death for so many years. He admired and feared him. This battle was not what he wanted. The soldiers behind him also
They are all soldiers of the imperial city and most of them are unwilling to go to war with their own compatriots. However, his family, old and young, are all in the hands of Sima Dezheng. If he does not fight, his family will not escape.
Feng Xing clenched his right fist and raised his inner strength and replied in a deep voice: "General, my subordinates can't help themselves in this battle. I hope that the general will treat the people in the city well after he captures the city gate."
The soldiers behind him all looked sad and sad.
In this battle, they were facing the most revered and worshiped God of War of the Yan Kingdom. Everyone knew clearly in their hearts that they were just victims sent by the four princes of the Eastern Jin Dynasty. They were used to weaken the morale of the Dragon City army and kill each other. No matter whether they won or lost, everyone was in a good mood.
They are all equally heavy and uneasy. This is what Sima Dezheng wants.
Our own people beat our own people just to satisfy the ambitions of the rulers of other countries and to irritate them... What is this?
Everyone is depressed, and some soldiers even have weapons in their hands hanging down with no sign of fighting at all.
Feng Sufu, the leader of the vanguard of the Dragon City army in the distance, who was sitting high on horseback, saw this and said loudly from a distance: "You are all good soldiers of our Dayan. In the future, whether the Murong family is in power or I, the Feng family, are in power, we will still be
The subjects of the State of Yan, if Sima Dezheng takes power, we will become a veritable army of subjugation. Our families will also become slaves of the subjugation, and will be bullied and oppressed all day long. Is this kind of life what you think?"
Of course not
All the soldiers in the imperial city had angry expressions on their faces. No one wanted to be a soldier who would subjugate his country, and no one wanted to let his family members become slaves of a subjugated country. Some soldiers silently shed tears of resentment, and some even threw away their weapons and shouted: "I don't want to be a subjugated country's soldier."
"soldier"
"Don't be soldiers of the subjugation of our country." In response to the cry, many soldiers threw away their weapons and stood with their heads bowed.
"What should we do, general?" the deputy general riding on Feng Xing's side asked softly.
Feng Xing tightened his grip on the reins and remained silent.
Speaking of which, he and Feng Ba were distant relatives and shouldn't have fought with him in the first place, but his family... He gritted his teeth, his eyes suddenly widened with anger, he raised his sword in his hand and said bitterly: "Soldiers, pick up the weapons in your hands, we won't
Our family members will not be slaves of a subjugated country, but we will be soldiers of a subjugated country. Hold on to your weapons and we will attack the city."
At the command, he turned his horse and ran towards the city gate.
After a moment of daze, the soldiers suddenly cheered and picked up their weapons again and marched towards the imperial city in unison.
They will not be soldiers of the subjugated country, nor slaves of the subjugated country, nor pawns of Sima Dezheng. They will be soldiers of their own country and fight to the end with the Eastern Jin army.
The Eastern Jin army in the imperial city seemed to be ready for a battle. There were many archers on the city tower, and a hail of arrows broke out at the imperial soldiers who turned their guns. As expected, Sima Dezheng also had plans in mind and did not trust the imperial army at all.
"Ba..." Yang Xi raised his head from Feng Ba's arms and looked at everything unexpected.
Feng Ba held a big sword in his hand and looked down at her: "Hold tight" [
She nodded and put her arms around his waist, hugging him very tightly.
"Don't be afraid that I'm here." He raised his sword and pointed directly at the city gate and shouted loudly: "Don't let our comrades fight alone. The three armies are ordered to attack the city."
The war drums were beating loudly, and the vanguard troops led by Feng Sufu shouted and attacked the city gate.
This battle finally officially started
The battle lasted for three whole days and three nights. Yang Xi sat on Feng Ba's horse all the time. There was always blood on her face that could not be dried or wiped off. In her life, she had never seen all the blood so close.
In the battle with Death Dragon City, she was condescending. Although she saw the enemy troops die in large numbers in the mountain stream, it was still far away. In order to protect her from being sad afterwards, Feng Ba never let her participate in the subsequent clean-up work.
This battle is different. All you see are bloody soldiers. Whether they are the enemy's or your own, they are all living lives. One moment they are moving or screaming, and the next moment they are all cold corpses.
But she is not afraid. The enemy with Feng Ba is always her warmest and safest harbor. She is not afraid. As long as she is with him, she does not need to be afraid of anything.
Three days later, the army captured the city gate and entered the imperial city. Sima Dezheng had already fled after hearing the news. Even Murong Xi disappeared. The army captured the palace. The once prosperous and glorious palace was now in ruins and decadence. All the valuable things in the palace that could be taken away had been taken away.
Most of what cannot be taken away has been destroyed. Sima Dezheng is narrow-minded and will not leave things he cannot get to his enemies even if they are destroyed.
Zhang Yiyang led 30,000 elite troops out of the city to hunt and intercept, and finally wiped out the fleeing Sima Dezheng and the soldiers he led at the Yannan border. No one was left who wanted to peep at the bandits who coveted the Yan Kingdom. They must not let this go.
Feng Ba also wants to give other countries a warning. Even a big country like the Eastern Jin Dynasty cannot shake the Yan State. They are not afraid of death at all. They can come and provoke one. They will kill one. Two of them will kill a pair.
From then on, for more than ten or twenty years, because of the fear of the God of War, although the world was eyeing the fertile territory of the Yan State, no one dared to lay a finger on them. Historical records record the demise of the Yan State. A few years after Feng Ba died of illness, the new king of the Northern Wei Dynasty
But all this is just recorded in history and no one can verify the truth.
This journey to another world has caused Yang Xi to have great doubts about history. No matter how chaotic the war is, it has finally ended. Now the new life begins.