A black torrent poured in from the city gate, and behind them were all embroidered with toads. This ugly creature had become a symbol of terror in the hearts of the Imperial Army. The Imperial Army poured in from both sides, trying to block the enemy back outside the city.
, the two torrents collided fiercely, splashing red waves of blood.
Li Letian took the lead and appeared at the front of the team. He clenched his sword, raised it high, and swung it down again.
"Kill, kill with me!"
"His Highness's safety is important. We will cover His Highness's retreat." said the bodyguard responsible for protecting Li Letian.
Li Letian swung his sword to chop off the head of a rebel soldier. Blood spattered on his face. He stretched out his hand to wipe it away. His pupils were already covered with scarlet bloodshot eyes.
"Kill, anyone who dares to retreat again will suffer the same fate as this person!"
The soldiers set off a small peak, and Li Letian's bravery stimulated everyone. They clenched their weapons and fought, and then faced greater sacrifices.
Both inside and outside the city gate were full of murderous intent, with corpses pressing on corpses and stumps stacked on stumps. Li Letian was also at the center of the fight.
Left diagonal chop, right horizontal chop, middle level thrust...
He held the sword with both hands and performed the most basic sword moves. It was hard to tell whether the battle at this moment relied on his brain or simple muscle memory.
Fighting is never a fun thing. Use your utmost strength to pierce the enemy's heart and kill the life that is the same as yourself. However, you are always waiting to be killed by the enemy.
A stray arrow hit Li Letian's shoulder. He knelt down in pain, then stood up proudly and stabbed an enemy in the abdomen with his sword.
In this situation, it was impossible to tell where the arrows came from, whether it was the Justice Cult or the Imperial Army. The bleeding was not stopping, and Li Letian was already a little dizzy due to exhaustion and blood loss.
"Your Highness, retreat." The captain of the soldiers said.
"Don't retreat, fight me!" Li Letian roared with all his strength, but he became increasingly powerless.
The soldier captain gritted his teeth, carried Li Letian on his back, slashed the enemies around him with his sword, and fled to the west of the city.
"No retreat, no retreat..." Li Letian was dying and wanted to use his last strength to make a last-ditch effort to stop the defeat.
It was the best choice for Li Letian to have the captain of the soldiers escort Li Letian away, but it was not necessarily the best choice for the battle.
The courage of the generals and Li Letian's retreat took away the last morale of the imperial army and the only possibility of victory. A team that has lost morale is no different from a pig or a dog waiting to be slaughtered.
Of course, it cannot be said that there is no difference at all. At least pigs and dogs are more difficult to deal with.
Li Letian understood this, and he was even prepared to live or die with Chang'an City and die on the battlefield. However, in the end, he could do nothing and headed westward under the leadership of his own soldiers.
At this moment, Li Letian was not the only one fleeing. The merchants, civilians, high-ranking officials in the city... were rushing out of the city like grasshoppers on fire.
The west gate was even more crowded, with men cursing, children crying, and women sobbing. Most of these people were important figures in Chang'an City and even the entire empire, and they were all decent people.
But today, the dignity of these people has completely fallen.
"The great prince!"
A veteran general was waiting at the city gate, seeming to have been waiting for Li Letian. Li Letian used his last strength to push away the soldier captain and staggered closer.
This veteran is the imperial general Yu Chili. He has many masters in his retainers. If we gather the troops at this time and fight back to the east gate, the outcome of this battle will not be determined yet.
"General Yuchi..."
Yuchili coughed heavily. He was old and was no longer the fierce tiger fighting on the battlefield.
"Your Highness, run for your life quickly. I will escort Your Highness away!"
Li Letian was startled, and something was broken in his heart. Then, he remembered more things. Yuchi left the position of high power, and more than half of the famous names in the empire would be trained by him. But in this battle, his performance was considered
Not stupid, but just mediocre.
In a daze, he was also waiting for the thieves to break into the city.
Is this man, who has always been regarded as the pillar of the empire by his father, really loyal to the empire?
Loyal or not, treacherous or not, this is today's empire. Li Letian remembered what Emperor Ming once said to him: Raising a scholar is like raising an eagle. When it is full, it will escape, and when it is hungry, it will devour the master.
It seems that he can't blame him for anything at this moment. He is powerless and the only one to blame seems to be Emperor Ming. Even if he wanted to blame him for something, Li Letian really didn't have the strength.
On the day Chang'an City was breached, Li Letian was wounded by an arrow. Under the cover of Yu Chili, he led the defeated army to escape from Chang'an City through the west gate.
The city of Chang'an was destroyed, tearing off the last fig leaf of the empire. But at this time, it is too early to say that the Righteous Church has won this battle.
The imperial army had no shortage of deserters, but they also had no shortage of strong men. These men led the remaining troops and launched street battles with the bandits of the Justice Cult in Chang'an City, and the killing was still very brutal.
At this time, Lin Shaoyu led his elite men to attack the imperial palace.
Here, he encountered the most elite team in the empire, the Fish Dragon Guards.
The Imperial Army is the soldiers of the empire, but not necessarily the soldiers of the Li family. Most of them are in the hands of various princes, but the Yulong Guards were personally trained and promoted by Emperor Ming. They were truly a team in the hands of Emperor Ming.
The battle was very difficult, and the palace was firmly defended, resisting the justice cult's bandit soldiers outside the gate.
"Your Majesty, the city of Chang'an has been destroyed. Please escort your Majesty away." Liu Aji knelt in front of Emperor Ming.
Emperor Ming was sitting in the golden palace. There was no trace of the civil and military officials. There was only an castrated eunuch in front of him. In front of him, there was an iron gun. Emperor Ming's eyes were confused, as if he was thinking about something, and he turned a deaf ear to Liu Aji's words.
"Your Majesty..." Liu Aji called again.
Emperor Ming suddenly came to his senses, raised his head and said, "What, what did you just say?"
"The thieves have broken through Chang'an City and are fighting fiercely with the Yulong Guards. For the sake of His Majesty's dragon body, I will let this old slave escort His Majesty away."
"Leave and run away again?" Emperor Ming's voice was a little dazed.
Liu Aji did not dare to answer. How could he say escape? If he wanted to talk about patrolling east, hunting west, traveling north, and hunting south, how could he say escape?
Emperor Ming shook his head, his eyes turned from turbid to clear. He stood up and wore dragon robes.
"I've escaped again and again, and I don't want to escape again."
"Your Majesty." Liu Aji's voice was a little hoarse.
"Aji, what do you think people in the future will think of us?" Emperor Ming asked.
"Your Majesty is wise and powerful, and the things he has done should be remembered by others." Liu Aji's eyes turned red.
"The Rong tribe invaded the border, and the people were in dire straits. There were many princes, and the powerful were showing off their evil deeds." Emperor Ming smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Our Li family is indeed not doing a good job in managing these things. We cannot destroy or establish. I only hope that the people who come after me can do better than me.
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"Your Majesty, you may not be able to make a comeback in the future. The bandits are rampant, but they will definitely not last long."
"No, it would be unseemly for me to live on this dragon chair all my life." Emperor Ming stood tall and said, "Now, I want to have a decent way to die."