"Where is His Highness the Crown Prince? Where is City Lord Xiao?" Deng Yideng grabbed the captain's shoulders and shook them violently.
"Prince and the others..."
After the lieutenant told the truth truthfully with a trembling voice, the three old men looked at each other, their eyes full of anger and defeat.
Luo Xiang furrowed his eyebrows and gritted his teeth: "What a shame, you Xia Tong! You are the crown prince, but you are wasting the lives of the people of the city and running away!"
"What the hell, you just ran away and took the defending army with you. Are you leaving us to fend for ourselves?"
Ma Weishan sighed heavily: "Alas! Now our Kowloon City is in danger... but we don't know where to go?"
After saying that, the two elders turned their questioning eyes to Dean Deng, obviously wanting to hear his decision. It was up to them to decide whether to die or surrender.
Deng Yideng frowned angrily. After a long while, he was about to speak, but suddenly he saw a dark shadow rushing in front of him.
The black shadow stuffed a piece of paper into his hand, and then the Nine-Star Black Master's cultivation was fully activated, and in the blink of an eye the shadow disappeared.
The three of them were stunned. Now they had no time to find out who the black figure was. They just gathered their heads together and witnessed the message on the note——
"The prince slandered Lord Xiao Mo, saying that he, together with you, colluded with the enemy forces in Huainan and intended to rebel, so he should be killed."
"At this moment, whether you abandon the city and flee, or defend the city walls, there is no way to survive."
"I left this letter because I couldn't bear to see what the prince did. I know that you are bound to die, but I hope you can be understanding."
…
After reading it, Deng Yideng squeezed out a sentence through his teeth: "What a fine prince! He ran away for his life, but he poured dirty water on the head of the old city lord. Not only did he ruin Xiao Mo's reputation in his lifetime, but he also made me wait.
Being kept in the dark is a useless scapegoat."
Ma Weishan pursed his lips and whispered: "You bastard Xia Tong did such a dirty thing, why should I risk my life here? Why don't we... surrender?"
Luo Xiang nodded slightly and expressed his approval: "After Xia Tong's group withdrew, there were only 10,000 troops left in Kowloon City, and more than half of them were injured and their combat effectiveness was low."
"What's more, there is not a single expert in the city who can control the situation. If we really fight a tough battle with Kun Qianyao's 200,000 troops, we will definitely be defeated in less than an hour!"
After the two people expressed their opinions, they once again set their sights on Dean Deng. Since the Hundred Schools League, this old Deng has been in the limelight, and his personal prestige is even equal to that of Dean Xiao Cheng.
Therefore, although Ma Weishan and Luo Xiang were members of two major families, they subconsciously regarded Deng Yideng as their leader at this moment.
After a brief silence, Dean Deng hesitated and said: "But in this case, you and I will be convinced that we are colluding with the enemy."
"It's okay for me to have no children or wives, but you all have your family behind you. Aren't you going to have to bear eternal infamy in the future? Besides, the Kowloon City defenders had a fierce confrontation with Kun Qianyao's army, and they forced him to give up his three hundred thousand
The army destroyed a third of them."
"According to Kun Qianyao's temperament, the chance of accepting our surrender is probably no more than 30%. After all, without the prince's army, we may not be able to catch the eye of that surnamed Kun."
"This... ugh!"
When the two heard this, they lamented again.
"Woo! Woo! Woo..."
Suddenly, a loud horn sounded from the direction of the south gate of Kowloon City. The syllables were rapid and powerful, indicating that an enemy army was incoming.
"Oops! The Huainan Army is attacking the city again!" Ma Weishan exclaimed subconsciously.
Luo Xiang shook his head and cried and laughed: "Haha, now I have become passive even if I want to surrender. The possibility of Kun Qianyao accepting it is probably not even 10%..."
"In that case, why should we be humiliated in vain?"
Dean Deng raised his head sharply, his old eyes gleaming: "This good boy will die on the battlefield, and his body will be returned to his hometown wrapped in horse leather!"
"If no one raises the old case of the prince in the future, it will be unlucky for us. If someone is willing to uphold justice, we will fight until the last moment, which can be regarded as supporting evidence, making it difficult for Xia Tong to die a good death!"
"Okay, let's do it!" Ma Weishan and Luo Xiang said in unison: "Go to the south of the city and kill him!"
…
At the same time, 30 miles south of the city, Commander Kun had his camp.
Kun Qianyao was sitting on the handsome platform, looking at the location of Kowloon City in the distance, and there was a trace of contempt at the corner of his mouth: "What a bullshit prince, he is just a weakling and a coward!"
"You are leaving just in time. Once our army captures Kowloon City and then marches north together with other troops, we will surely reach the capital of Daxia in less than three months."
"When that happens, where else can you, the cowardly prince, escape?"
After thinking about it, he stood up abruptly: "Send the order to the siege troops to surround them on all sides. There is no need to leave any gaps!"
"I want to completely destroy the Kowloon City Army and show off the majesty of my Kunzi Army to make Xia Jun tremble with fear!"
"Follow the order!"
…
"Kill ah ah ah!"
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh..."
"Pfft, pfft!"
"Wow..."
On the battlefield, arrows are flying.
From Kunshuai's camp to the various gates of Kowloon City, the distance of tens of miles has become a place of desolation.
The Kowloon City garrison at the top of the city had a small number of people, and when divided among the four walls, there were only about 2,500 people. Half of them fought with injuries, and their combat effectiveness was really unsatisfactory.
On the other hand, the new wave of Huainan troops attacking the city had 25,000 troops each from the east, west, south, and north, which was ten times the number of the defenders of Kowloon City.
Moreover, all of them have a dragon-tiger spirit that is almost at its peak!
Under this situation, even if the defenders in the city had a good location, under the rounds of arrows fired at each other, their casualties were actually slightly more than those of the attacking party.
Not long after, the Kun family army arrived at the city.
"Saki, let go!"
"Rolling stone, release!"
"Turn over their ladder for me, quickly, quickly, don't let those Huainan bastards climb up..."
On the top of the city, Ma family leader Ma Teng, Luo family leader Luo Tian, dean Deng Yideng, as well as Ma Weishan and Luo Xiang commanded the defenders on all sides to face the enemy.
At this moment, there were less than a thousand troops stationed on each side of the city wall, and they were desperately trying to throw rocks and trees at the bottom of the city in a last-ditch struggle.
"Hmph, how can you, the chickens and the dogs, stop our Huainan army?" A young general commanded loudly and arrogantly: "Brothers, build a ladder and hit the city gate!"
"yes!"
"Crash the city gate! Three, two, one!"
"boom!"
"Three, two, one!"
"boom!"
The city gates on all four sides were hit almost at the same time.
On the other side of the door, there were only one or two hundred defenders who were overdrafting their own profound energy and flooding the door with all their strength, in order to withstand the opponent's violent collisions one after another.
People kept climbing up to the top of the city, and were pushed down by the Kowloon City defenders in a desperate manner. The battle became more and more fierce.
Kowloon City is in turmoil, and the war situation is in danger...