After rebirth, I joined forces with my mortal enemy to seek revenge.

Guangtaimen.

After the fierce battle, Shence Army and Dugujun's troops retreated temporarily. It was getting late, and both sides had suffered varying degrees of battle damage. Any further attack would be nothing more than a loss for both sides. On the top of the city, Dugujun looked at the Shence camp with cold eyes. He had just returned with the body of his eldest son, and before he had time to grieve, Han Min sent someone to ask for help. At the same time, news came that Xu Mian from the west was also setting off from Xianyang.

Dugujun took a deep breath and moved his eyes to the soldiers at the top of the city. Under dusk, the sergeants changed their defenses and rested one after another. No emotional changes could be caught on their faces. It seemed that all emotions were covered by the color of blood, leaving only numbness and indifference. When two sergeants passed by him carrying a sergeant holding a broken arm, the sergeant with the broken arm looked at him strangely.

Suddenly he rolled off the stretcher and rushed towards him. He was mumbling why he wanted to rebel. Upon seeing this, the sergeants on the left and right rushed forward to fight off the man, but the man turned his head and glanced at him while struggling. After breaking free from the oppression of his comrades, he took out the sword of the man on the left and stabbed it hard into his heart. Blood flowed down the blade.

In my ears I heard the cry for help from my comrades. Dugujun stood there and stared at the lifeless young body. He thought of his dead eldest son, and he seemed to hear Pei Jiaoran's sarcastic laughter.

Survival by chance is nothing to be thankful for. As long as the war is not over, every moment is suffering. The dead are buried in foreign lands, while the survivors worry whether they will become the next lonely grave.

He knelt down beside the body of the dead soldier and burst into tears.

In his own way, he was paying tribute to the soldier who had fought for him through life and death, and at the same time he was paying tribute to his eldest son.

"It's better to bury him alive. According to his contribution to the battle, he will be rewarded." Dugujun paused and said, "Send someone to send him home."

Throwing away the support from the left and right, Dugujun got up from the ground. Wiping away the tears on his face, his face remained as calm as ever. He turned to look at the setting sun on the horizon, with resentment hidden in his eyes.

After several days of fighting, Dugujun had seen how Li Xiujing used his troops like a god. He took the lead time and time again and attacked without fear, which really makes people admire him, saying with emotion that a tiger father has no dog son. However, no matter how much he admired his opponent, he could not allow him to retreat at this time. Even though the strength of the Shence Army was far from his own, the first victory in capturing Chang'an drove them to attack fearlessly again and again, which he really couldn't compare to.

He touched his neck, and several names jumped out to him from the annals of history. Er Zhurong, Su Jun, Hou Jing... these people tried their best to break down the barriers. Even if they were lucky enough to touch the throne of power, they all succumbed to it in the end. All his achievements during his lifetime were denied by the current government, and he was ultimately left in the annals of history with more infamy than praise.

What if I win? Is it possible to avoid following in their footsteps?

With his thoughts at this point, Dugujun galloped back to Tai Chi Palace. Quickly summon the generals to prepare for tomorrow's combat deployment.

There are many cities in Chang'anfang, which is not suitable for large-scale street fighting. He also knew that the reason why Li Xiujing attacked Beiyuan was simply because he did not want to disturb the people, so that he could use this incident to clear the name of the Shence Army.

"Han Min, take someone to block the gap in Guangtai Gate at night," Dugujun said.

"Here."

"Li Xiujing will definitely pass by Baihua Gate. Li Xiqian, you and your Qianqi will ambush here and block his retreat!"

It was already late at night when the combat deployment was finalized. Dugu Junping retreated from all his ministers and came alone to the side hall where his eldest son was resting.

Looking at the remains of his eldest son in the coffin, Dugujun's eyes showed sadness. Although he had ordered the chamberlain to take care of things, he still felt that his eldest son had not left peacefully, and he had not even closed his eyes.

Reaching out and stroking the eldest son's face, Dugujun murmured: "Son, don't worry. Even if Aye dies, Pei Jiaoran and the entire Li family will be buried with you."

Sitting in the side hall for a night, Dugujun put on his armor and ordered all his trusted soldiers to rush to the Li Mansion.

The morning light pierced the thick fog, and the sound of war drums and horns sounded.

In the Shence camp. Li Xiujing also ordered all the soldiers and generals to swear an oath with military orders under the Sanchen sun and moon flag and the Jiedu envoy's banner.

The rhinoceros stirs the ground, and the wind blows.

Standing on the Guangtai Gate, one can see the Shence Army rushing in from a distance.

"Go and shoot arrows over the gap!" Han Min said urgently.

Last night he led his men to block the gap with a wooden fence overnight. With this as a cover now, no matter how ferocious the Shence cavalry were, they could not break through the arrow rain attack.

The Shence pioneers were forced back by the first wave of arrows and had to retreat temporarily.

Han Min at the top of the city saw the opportunity and ordered his men to go out of the city to kill the enemy.

After receiving the news from Pioneer, Li Xiujing looked forward. Drawing out the horizontal sword and pointing it straight at the sky, "Your family members are all in the city. If the rebels win, your family members' lives will not be saved. Why do you refuse to die? All the generals will line up according to my order and rush into the city with me. Anyone who retreats will be killed!"

Following Li Xiujing's order, everyone set up their long poles. They followed him in an angular formation and ran towards the gap with their reins. When approaching the gap, the two cavalrymen on the left and right threw their flying claws and hooked them on the fence, turned their horses' heads and ran backwards, using the speed of the horses to pull open the fence.

Without the fence as a barrier, the Shence cavalry overturned the shield soldiers in the front row. Before they could react, the sharp sharp edge lifted their bodies in the next moment, and in the blink of an eye the sharp edge passed through their bodies. Without the cover of the shield soldiers, the infantry and archers were exposed to the front. The blood turns into a dividing line, separating life and death. The rebels retreated in fear, discipline becoming empty talk at this moment.

Escape without any plan will make death come faster.

The morale-boosted Shence cavalry trampled on the still-warm bodies of the deceased and rushed into the Baihua Gate.

At the Chengtian Gate, Pei Jiaoran looked at Beiyuan with his hands behind his hands. A loud noise came from the north, and at this moment the rising sun finally completely tore away the thick fog that shrouded it. This ray of light overlapped with the soaring fire of Beiyuan in her eyes, as if the authority of the center fell on her at this moment. However, a moment later, the sound of neat footsteps came from behind.

Pei Jiaoran slowly turned around and raised his lips.

"Lieutenant." Pei Jiaoran called with a smile, and the pure Jun sword appeared in his hand.

Ignoring her, Dugujun raised his crossbow.

Glancing at Dugujun, Pei Jiaoran held up a sword flower and whispered, "Lieutenant, aren't you going to run away?"

"If I don't kill you, it's hard to vent the hatred in my heart." Dugujun pulled the trigger, and the arrow flew out.

"Ding." Pei Jiaoran blocked the arrow with his sword, turned around and jumped down. Along with the whistle, the neighing of the horse came.

Seeing Pei Jiaoran running away again, Dugujun quickly walked down the tower. He jumped on his horse and chased after him with a long spear in hand.

Lying on the horse's back, arrows were flying over his head. Pei Jiaoran raised his eyebrows, she couldn't kill Dugujun without her. But if Dugujun died in her hands and fell into the eyes of Emperor Wei, it would be another matter.

Taking advantage of the Zhuque Gate opening, Pei Jiaoran whipped up his whip and rushed out on horseback. As soon as she left Tai Chi Palace, she ran towards the Baihua Gate. Behind her was Dugujun, who was leading his cronies in pursuit.

At this moment, Li Xiujing also defeated Li Xiqian who came to surround him and was heading to Tai Chi Palace.

Suddenly hearing the rapid sound of horse hoofbeats, Li Xiujing raised her head and looked forward.

"Line up to meet the enemy!" Li Xiujing reacted quickly and gave the order. Their team had just experienced a bloody battle and had not yet formed a formation. The rebels suddenly came with another group of cavalry, and they had to have a strong enough formation to ensure that they would not be scattered.

Dugujun, who was chasing behind, looked at the cavalry who had formed a spear formation in front of him, frowned and shouted: "Pei Jiaoran, you must be buried with my son. Even if you die, I will let you be buried together."

Ignoring the roar of laughter from the rebels behind him. Pei Jiaoran raised his eyes and looked forward, with a smile on his face.

"Jiajia?"

Looking at Pei Jiaoran coming in the morning light, Li Xiujing accurately called her name. He and she met in Guazhou. Although they had colluded several times, it seemed that she had never taken the initiative to run towards him. After a few short days of separation, thoughts and worries occupied his heart. He was worried about losing her again, but at this moment he finally saw her, and his inner excitement was hard to calm down. But under the eyes, there are some words that cannot be said. Then his white head was as new as new, and his words were as old as before, all turned into a gentle smile.

Li Xiujing rode his horse towards Pei Jiaoran, and the Shence Army behind him had already pointed their bows and arrows at Dugujun.

"Li Xiujing!" Dugujun shouted angrily.

Ignoring Dugujun, Li Xiujing looked around Pei Jiaoran, "Jiajia, what did you do?"

Hearing this, Pei Jiaoran took a deep breath and said with a smile: "Buddha said it can't be said. Xu Shimou called him a bastard, so he must have been angry. Besides, didn't Dugu Xiu kill him himself? What does it have to do with a certain person?"

Hearing Dugu Xiu's name, Li Xiujing smiled, raised his palm and pointed forward, shouting: "The traitor shall die!"