After rebirth, the Prime Minister's wife married the living devil

At two quarters past noon, a torrent of black armor surged towards the city like a tide.

The red and black battle flag fluttered, with a huge word "Mao" written on it.

As the war drums beat, ladders were pushed to the foot of the Chongzhou city wall.

The moment the horn sounded, the vanguard holding shield and sword climbed up nimbly.

Suddenly, several screams were heard. The first group of people who reached the city wall fell down from the top of the wall, covering their heads and faces. Then a strong stench spread.

The lieutenant general commanding the front took a closer look and was so frightened that he took a few steps back. The second wave of siege soldiers who were preparing to climb the ladders also stopped their actions, covered their noses and took a few steps back.

With the sound of swords being drawn, the retreating soldiers were beheaded by the vanguard lieutenant general.

He endured the stench in his nose and shouted: "King Maoping has ordered a strong attack, let's see who dares to retreat!"

The attackers were frightened by the head on the ground, and they covered their mouths and noses and tried to climb up.

The process was extremely difficult. The ladder was covered with filth, and the hands and feet were slippery. The pungent smell that made the brain dizzy was even more unbearable.

They finally climbed up, but what awaited them was even more violent shit and urine. One soldier who was about to climb to the top of the city wall shouted, "I can't stand it anymore!"

He actually jumped down from the city wall, fell down on the spot and his mouth and nose were bleeding. It was obvious that he was useless.

The vanguard lieutenant general held the reins and retreated a distance, frowning.

After a quarter of an hour, no one had climbed up the city wall, and many attackers had died. If the situation dragged on, Liu Ping would definitely hold him accountable for his negligence.

He waved his hand and shouted, "Don't worry about the city wall anymore, get down and get on the battering ram! Break down the city gate!"

The remaining siege soldiers suddenly felt as if they had been pardoned. They quickly climbed down the ladders and pushed the battering rams towards the vermilion lacquered gate.

The sound of charging the city was like thunder. At the same time, archers were mounted on the walls of Chongzhou, and countless arrows were shot at the crowd from above.

For a while, screams could not be heard.

The vanguard lieutenant general used his sword to block the arrows and shouted, "Shield soldiers, form a formation!"

Another quarter of an hour passed, and the rain of arrows had not stopped, but the city gate that should have been opened last night did not move at all, and wave after wave of soldiers died beside the siege vehicles.

The vanguard lieutenant general's forehead was covered with sweat. He became more and more anxious and screamed desperately: "Master, Master! Use force!"

The rain of arrows finally stopped, and a lieutenant general in heavy armor rushed over from the rear. He frowned and asked, "Why hasn't the city gate been opened yet? We are waiting anxiously in the back."

Then, he saw the siege soldiers who were almost dead, and was shocked: "Just wait to be questioned."

The vanguard lieutenant general's eyes were bloodshot. He rode forward, dismounted and pushed the siege vehicle, shouting, "Didn't you eat yet? Push harder!"

The lieutenant general who came later also followed, dismounted and pushed the siege vehicle hard.

A cracking sound was heard.

The city gate cracked open, and the vanguard lieutenant general's eyes lit up. He shouted and pushed the siege vehicle hard.

There was another sound of chains falling to the ground, and everyone couldn't help but feel overjoyed.

Finally broke the city gate!

Before they could attack the city gate again, the cracked gate suddenly opened from the inside.

The vanguard lieutenant general and the other lieutenant general felt a chill on their necks and their heads separated from their bodies before they could see clearly who was coming.

Before their consciousness drifted away, they vaguely heard a lazy voice.

"Tsk, four hundred taels in hand."

"It's not fair! I don't accept it!"

Hu Ruiqi's voice was so loud that it seemed to break the sky, and he shouted: "Sir, you put yourself first! Who can grab this from you!"

He was so angry that he kept cursing Li Yanqi in his heart, "How shameless! He is so rich, yet he still competes with them."

Li Yanqi didn't know what he was thinking, but even if he knew, he wouldn't care.

What is face? Can it be eaten as food or can it be spent as money?

You can't just give up money for the sake of face, right?

Li Yanqi's black hair fluttered, and his long sword quickly slashed across the gap of the enemy's throat. He curled his thin red lips and smiled, "Forgive me, you also know that I have a wife and children to support. I am not like you bachelors who don't need to spend money."

Without waiting for everyone to curse him in their hearts, he continued, "There are still six 200 taels, three 1,000 taels, and two 6,000 taels. I will not show mercy. From now on, everyone will rely on their own abilities."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his sword and swung it, clearing a bloody path to the hinterland and ran to the front of the crowd.

"You, you are shameless! Come back!" Hu Ruiqi finally couldn't help it and cursed out what was in his heart.

He was extremely anxious and wanted to swing his knife in a circle to harvest the enemy troops like wheat and kill them towards the hinterland.

Ma Ben, Hu Ruilin and Ma Xigui were at a later position and they also began to get anxious. As lieutenant generals, they received only a few silver coins in a year and the temptation of the reward was too great for them.

"My Lord, you wouldn't really want to..."

He paused, "Your Excellency will not really take all the reward money, will you?"

Ma Xigui drew out his long sword, glanced at him sideways, and said in unison with Hu Ruilin beside him with great determination: "Yes!"

"..."

All the Chongzhou soldiers stopped talking, but their sword-wielding movements all accelerated a lot.

Liu Ping and Han Guang waited in the rear for almost an hour, but the team remained where it was and did not move forward an inch.

As time passed, Liu Ping sensed something strange. He tightened his grip on the reins and murmured, "Something's wrong..."

"You're overthinking. What's wrong?"

Han Guang was also anxiously waiting, but at this moment he only wanted to avenge Han Yao, and did not feel the strange atmosphere. "If King Maoping is worried, I will go to the front to take a look myself."

Liu Ping no longer cared about Han Guang. He turned his horse around and shouted to the messenger, "Pass the order down, everyone retreat! Retreat quickly!"

Han Guang stopped where he was, holding the reins. Seeing the messenger riding forward, he frowned in dissatisfaction.

He turned to look at Liu Ping and was about to complain when he suddenly heard a scream from the front.

Immediately, I felt a numbness in the back of my heart and a chill spread throughout my body.

Relying on his intuition from escaping death many times, he quickly drew his sword to block before he even saw the person coming.

"when--!"

There was a loud sound of weapons clashing, and Han Guang's arm went numb. He turned around and saw the handsome eyes approaching him. His eyes were dark, empty and ruthless.

Everyone on the battlefield was wearing black heavy swords, heavy armor and helmets.

He was the only one there, with his jet-black hair draped over his shoulders, a handsome face exposed in front of him, wearing only light armor and holding a thin silver long blade.

Han Guang felt the force on his arm, and his heart sank as if a weight had fallen from his body.

Those dressed like this on the battlefield are either fearless or...

The force is extremely high.

And the person in front of him was obviously the latter.

But Han Guang is not a vegetarian either.

Han Guang gritted his teeth, shouted loudly, and used all his strength to force back the thin blade and slashed it across.

The man bent backwards very nimbly, raised his blade to block his sword, and put three horse lengths of distance between him.

He stroked the blade in his hand, looked over with a half-smile, and said faintly, "Tsk, these six thousand taels are a bit hard to take."

"Are you Li Yanqi?"