Tang Yin also wanted to use the fire of darkness to absorb more spiritual energy, but Ning Jiang rushed towards him like crazy and hugged his waist tightly. Tang Yin secretly frowned, turned his wrist, raised the spiritual knife upside down, and pointed at him.
General Zhun Ning thrust out a knife in his back with all his strength.
Phew!
His knife pierced General Ning's body, but the other party also used brute strength to hold Tang Yin and rush forward, and both of them fell from the palace wall.
Plop! The force of this fall almost made Tang Yin's bones fall apart. Fortunately, the dead Ning will provide him with a lot of spiritual energy.
He pushed away the body that was pressing on him and stood up from the ground. At this time, the surrounding wind troops swarmed up, supported Tang Yin one after another, and asked in a hurry: "Your Majesty, are you okay?" "Your Majesty, are you okay?"
Not injured?"
Tang Yin waved his arms, pushed away the surrounding soldiers, looked up at the top of the palace wall, and shouted: "Don't worry about me, just push them all up, and we must break through the palace no matter what!"
The king personally went into battle and fought to the death with the enemy, so how could the soldiers below dare not to sacrifice their lives?
There are tens of thousands of wind troops, some are attacking the palace gate outside, some are climbing up the palace walls with ladders, and some are shooting arrows upward under the walls. The battle is now in full swing.
After all, the palace is not a city, and the palace wall is not as high as the city wall. It is not that high, and it is not that strong. Soon, the wind army outside used a giant battering ram designed to break the city gate to forcefully smash the palace door open. The wind outside
The army rushed into the palace like a tide, shouting for death.
No matter how good Ning Guo's palace guards are in fighting, they only have ten thousand people. How can they be the opponents of so many wind troops? Moreover, they are completely unprepared for the arrival of wind troops, as if the wind troops outside are falling from the sky.
He was ill-prepared, rushed into battle, and became even more unbeatable.
As a large number of wind troops rushed towards the palace, the palace guards began to be defeated, and the battle was pushed from outside the palace to inside the palace.
At this time, Yan Chu was in Tianyu Palace, which was the bedroom of his most beloved concubine, Mrs. Tianyu.
The Fengjun came so fast that it was unbelievable.
When Beicheng was in chaos, some guards reported to Yan Chu that a small group of Feng troops had sneaked into Beicheng and were fighting with the defenders of Beicheng.
Since it was a small group of wind troops, Yan Chu didn't pay too much attention to it, thinking that it would be enough to wipe them out. However, since the enemy was able to sneak into the city, it meant that there was a problem with the defense of the North City. Yan Chu also thought that he should discuss it with the ministers during the court meeting tomorrow.
Discuss whether it is time to replace Beicheng's general Zhang Tong.
While he was still thinking about this, another guard hurried in and reported to Yan Chu that the Feng Army's large force had broken through the North City and entered the city.
Hearing this, Yan Chu's expression suddenly changed, and Mrs. Tianyu who was with him also screamed in fright and leaned towards him involuntarily.
However, the guard who reported the news has not left yet, and another guard has recently reported that the Feng army has fought all the way from Beicheng to the palace, and is now gathered outside the palace.
As soon as he finished speaking, the guards came closer and said that the Feng Army had begun to launch a fierce attack on the palace...
The guards who reported the news ran in and out one after another, and the news they brought was more shocking than the last. Yan Chu, who was so shrewd and ambitious, was a little unable to react.
Soon, he also heard bursts of killing shouts and continuous rumblings from the north, which were the sounds of banging on the palace door.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, is the Feng Army going to attack the palace?" Mrs. Tianyu's face was pale and ugly. She leaned against Yan Chu's side and asked in a trembling voice.
Yan Chu was stunned and speechless. It can be said that in his subconscious, he had never considered the occurrence of this situation. Although he was a monarch, he did not know how to deal with the situation in front of him. Now Yan Chu,
My heart was in a mess, my head was buzzing, and I was still confused.
Before Yan Chu could speak, a group of guards rushed in from outside, led by a general who was none other than Ning Guo's guard Yu Po. He quickly walked up to Yan Chu, stepped in to salute, and said urgently: "Your Majesty,
Now that the wind army has broken through the palace gate and entered the palace, Your Majesty... Your Majesty, you should flee outside the palace first!"
Yu Po is not sure whether he can escape now. Even if he escapes, Yu Po is not sure whether he can escape the pursuit of Feng Jun. However, escaping is better than waiting for death and staying in the palace.
There is only a dead end, but there may be a chance of survival if you escape.
"The Feng Army... has entered the palace..." Yan Chu murmured with dull eyes. He slowly raised his head, looked at Yu Po, and asked: "You let me escape? But I want to ask
Where can you escape? Where else can you let me escape?" At the end of the question, Yan Chu's eyes turned red and he let out a heart-rending roar at Yu Po.
Yu Po's body was shaken, and he fell to his knees with a plop, and said repeatedly: "Your Majesty... I will protect your Majesty to the death and escape from the capital..."
"I'm not going anywhere!" Yan Chu shouted sternly. At the same time, he pulled out his sword, passed it forward, pointed at Yu Po's eyebrows, and said in a solemn voice: "If Ning Guo's thousand-year-old foundation is destroyed in my hands,
, how can I have the dignity to live alone in the world? If I want to die, I will die in an upright and dignified place where I should be."
As he spoke, the sword in his hand slowly dropped, and he said faintly: "You run away! Go, everyone run away!"
Everyone looked at each other, knelt down in unison, and cried in unison: "We will protect the king to the death!" As he spoke, Yu Po stood up and shouted to the guards below: "Brothers, follow me.
Go and resist the enemy! Kill!"
"kill!"
Although the guards of the Ning Palace were defeated by Feng Jun, none of them escaped. They all stayed in the palace and started a bloody battle with Feng Jun. At this time, Ning Jun rarely showed bloodshed, but it was too late.
The guards headed by Yu Po went to fight Feng Jun. The palace ladies were so frightened that they hid and did not dare to show their heads. Only Yan Chu and his beloved concubine, Mrs. Tianyu, were left in the huge palace.
He threw the sword on the table, caressed Madam Tianyu's beautiful cheek, and said softly: "You...can't stay..."
His words were a pun, meaning that Mrs. Tianyu could either run away or commit suicide, but she must not fall into Feng Jun's hands. He could not tolerate his beloved woman being humiliated by Feng Jun.
Mrs. Tianyu understood what he meant, nodded gently and said: "Your Majesty, please rest assured, I know what to do. But...please allow me to stay a little longer to accompany your Majesty..." As she spoke, she shed tears.
fell down.
Yan Chu was also moved by it, his eye circles were scarlet and tears welled up in his eyes.
However, the wolf-like Feng Jun outside would not give the couple much time to say goodbye. The sound of fighting was getting closer and closer, and the bursts of dying screams were like invisible knives.
It kept stabbing the two of them in their hearts.
"Brothers, follow me to kill the enemy——"
Outside the hall, Yu Po's hoarse tearing roar was heard. Immediately afterwards, the sounds of fighting broke out. The collision of weapons and weapons, the crisp sound of sharp blades ripping armor apart, and the subsequent screams, one after another, continuous.
Feng Jun is so fast!
Yan Chu lowered his eyes and landed on the sword on the table. Madam Tianyu, who was tightly nestled in his arms, took a deep breath, stood up slowly, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and pulled the sword with a fierce force.
Put it on your neck.
"Yu'er..."
Yan Chu stood up subconsciously and reached out to hold her, but she took a step back and let go of his hand. She looked at Yan Chu longingly. There was no fear in her eyes, only a deep sense of reluctance. She slowly shook her head.
He shook his head and whispered: "If there is an afterlife, I...will still be the king's concubine..." As he spoke, crystal tears fell on the sword.
At this time, there was a sudden loud bang, and the door of the palace was kicked open. Immediately afterwards, a Feng General covered in blood rushed in from the outside. The Feng General looked up at Yan Chu, and then at Madam Tianyu.
, shouted loudly: "Yan Chu, your death has come."
Even if you have never met Yan Chu, you can guess who he is just by looking at his clothes.
Yan Chu's red hands burst out with fire, he gritted his teeth and stared at Feng Jiang, his fists were clenched so tightly that even his nails were deeply embedded in his flesh, and his body was shaking violently.
Before Feng Jiang could take any further action, another person rushed in from outside, Yu Po.
In just a short while, Yu Po seemed to be a different person. He was holding the spiritual sword in his right hand, but his left arm was gone. Blood flowed out from the fracture on his shoulder, and the spiritual armor on his body was also in pieces.
There were no less than ten wounds, large and small.
He shouted and rushed towards the wind general, raising his sword to strike.
The wind blocked the horizontal sword, and with a crisp clang sound, the wind was shaken and took three big steps back.
Yu Po screamed strangely and stepped forward, slashing hard with his sword again.
There will be no way to dodge the wind, and you can only raise your sword to block it again.
Crack! There was another crisp sound, and this time he was shocked further, his legs became weak, and he sat down on the ground.
Yu Po refused to go around and rushed forward, swinging his sword to chop again, but the wind rolled forward first and rolled all the way to Yu Po's feet. The spiritual sword moved forward with a bang, and the sword blade penetrated deeply.
It penetrated deeply into Yu Po's lower abdomen.
The latter's body visibly stiffened, but he still chopped down the spiritual sword raised high.
Phew!
This knife struck firmly into Feng Jiang's back, creating a large gash that was more than a foot long.
Feng Jiang was in pain and screamed. He pulled out the spirit sword from Yu Po's belly, and then stabbed him hard, but Yu Po also slashed him hard in the back...
…
Both of them committed suicide attacks.
In the blink of an eye, Feng Jiang stabbed Yu Po five or six times, and the latter struck him four or five times in return. In the end, neither of them could hold on, and they both fell in a pool of blood.
Yu Po lay on his back on the ground, his eyes wide open and motionless. He was dead. However, the wind general was still crawling forward with difficulty on the ground, saying intermittently in a ferocious voice as he crawled: "Kill..."
Yan Chu...kill...kill..."
He only climbed two or three meters before there was no movement, leaving a shocking blood stain on the ground behind him.
Yan Chu and Mrs. Tianyu stared at everything that happened in front of them, dumbfounded and frightened. They had heard about too many wars, but this was the first time they saw it with their own eyes. Even Yan
At first, I was so shocked by the inhuman cruelty of war that I couldn't recover for a long time.