Born short-lived

In fact, Jiang Kun is not completely unprepared when things have developed to this point. The so-called asking God is easy to give God away, and none of his allies are fuel-efficient lamps, especially the one named Yan, who looks like an old man all day long. A follower who has no idea, but actually has a better abacus than anyone else.

Probably watching Jiang Kun not coming back for a long time, worried that he would betray him, so he just cut first and played later without doing anything.

If Jiang Kun refused to surrender, then it was only natural for him to do so. If Jiang Kun really compromised, he could act first.

The troops in the city plus the main force of the camp in the outskirts of Beijing amounted to 30 people. He stayed in the palace and waited for the battle report, so General Huben Lang and his troops went to Zhuquemen to attack the camp.

Dong Sheng told Zhuo Yiming to stay where he was and not to act rashly. The 10 people were having a good lunch in the tent. They didn't want a loud bang outside the tent, and a psychic cannon fell from the sky, directly bombarding the gate of the barracks, bringing The surrounding two tents were all overturned.

Zhuo Yiming thought that their talks had collapsed, and directly ordered to fight. In less than half a cup of tea, more than 20 people from both sides were fighting outside the Suzaku Gate.

When Luo Geng saw the fireworks signal rising from the north in the barracks outside Qinglongmen, he knew that they were fighting, and immediately sent some troops to the northwest to help Suzakumen.

Unexpectedly, Yin Jia, who had been in ambush for a long time, cut off his beard halfway.

Yinfeng rushed all the way to the north, and saw the billowing smoke and dust from a distance, and was so anxious that he was sweating profusely: "A truce------!! By the order of the crown prince and Mr. Jiang---a truce------! "

It's a pity that his voice hit the battlefield full of gunfire, like a needle dropped on the ground in a busy city, no matter how hoarse he was, no one heard him.Tens of 10 people have already been killed red-eyed, and flesh and blood are flying everywhere amidst the rumbling.

Dong Sheng was worried that it would be too late when they arrived, so he asked Yinfeng to pass the order first.

The front of Suzaku's gate was extremely chaotic, dust was flying all over the sky, and Yinfeng searched for Zhuo Yiming's figure with difficulty.Zhuo Yiming is not good at martial arts, and he aspires to be a Confucian general, so he is usually in the middle army or behind the formation. Yinfeng finally saw a figure behind Zhuo's army who seemed to be a little thin among a group of big northern men, and hurried rushed to him.

Zhuo Yiming's attention was all on the battle formation in front of him, suddenly he felt a shadow flashed in his peripheral vision, he thought it was an enemy assassin, and turned around in fright.

"Master Yinfeng?" Zhuo Yiming recognized him in surprise, they had met several times in Northern Xinjiang.

Yinfeng didn't have time to say too much, so he just said: "Hurry up and let them stop! Jiang Kun has already surrendered!"

Zhuo Yiming was immediately stunned by this sentence, and it took him a long time to turn his head around with difficulty. He pointed at the battlefield with staring eyes: "...This is not what I want to fight, it's their camp. It's useless for me to stop."

Yinfeng was burning in his heart, he glanced at his fingers with a headache, and asked, "Where's the enemy general?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a mighty roar came from the army: "The thief general is dead! Surrender quickly! Disarm and don't kill!"

The two were startled, and looked up, only to see that one of Zhuo Yiming's lieutenants had lifted General Huben's head high on the flagpole, and was waving it excitedly.

Yinfeng's face turned black immediately.

Zhuo Yiming was a little bit hesitant to get off the stage, seeing his burly lieutenant grinning at him from a distance, his mood became extremely complicated—in any case, he was in serious trouble now.

It would be fine if the one who died was a small soldier, but he cut off the head of the enemy general with a single knife, and this time it was really hard to stop.

Zhuo Yiming swallowed his saliva and said, "... already killed, what should we do now?"

There is still a war in the East China Sea. Now that the capital is fighting like this, no matter whether you win or lose, it is not a glorious thing.

Yin Feng's face was extremely stiff, and he imagined Dong Sheng's reaction after learning about this, and suddenly felt a chill all over, so he frowned, and said solemnly: "Don't fight in the city anymore, I'll go to General Luo, I hope he can stop it."

The group of people in Zhuquemen are from the camp in the suburbs of Beijing, but the leader of the army is General Hu Benlang, who is guarding the palace. It is likely that the imperial envoy is worried that the master of the camp in the suburbs of Beijing will turn against him--it is a pity that he made a wrong calculation. The general of the camp in the suburbs of Beijing suppressed a few riots at least, and this general Hu Benlang had only seen a few assassins at most, and the Zhuo family army in the northern Xinjiang had all come out of the flames of war, so naturally they couldn't be defeated in the same day. language.

Even if they had psychic cannons, Zhuo Yiming still beat them up like he was bullying a child.After all, those strong men in northern Xinjiang under his command, not to mention holding Baijing Lingwu, even if they only have a machete, they are so brave that they can run shirtless in the snow.

Not long after Yinfeng left Zhuquemen, Dong Sheng and his party arrived in a hurry.

But at this time, Zhuo Yiming had already finished the beating, and the hundred thousand prisoners squatted neatly one by one with their heads in their arms, as if being scolded by private school students for doing something wrong.

The head of their general was hung on the flagpole that was planted aside, and the dark red blood dripped down, staining the blue banner embroidered with the word "Zhuo" red.

Dong Sheng's face was very ugly, Jiang Kun stumbled out of the car, saw this, his knees softened immediately, and he knelt down on the ground with a plop.

It's over, it's over...

Zhuo Yiming quickly got off his horse, took off his helmet, knelt down in front of Dong Sheng and kowtowed three times: "I hope Your Highness forgive me!"

But how could he be blamed for this matter.

Dong Sheng pulled Zhuo Yiming up: "Is there any news from Luo Geng?"

Zhuo Yiming said: "Master Yinfeng has gone..."

Before he finished speaking, another firework shot up from the west, but this one was red, which meant asking for help.

It seems that none of them caught up.

Dong Sheng had no choice but to break the can, turned around and got on the horse, and said to Zhuo Yiming neatly: "Take everyone and go to support Qinglongmen."

Zhuo Yiming took the order to go, Dong Sheng glanced at Jiang Kun who was on the ground with a dull expression, and asked coldly, "Are you from the Nie family in Xijiang?"

Jiang Kun nodded in a daze, and tears welled up all at once.

This is pushing the princess into the fire pit.

Dong Sheng turned away with a face as heavy as water, clutching the reins tightly, with veins throbbing on his forehead: "How many people?"

"20... have been lying in ambush outside the city."

Dong Sheng snorted coldly.

There were so many Xiaojiujiu who beat Sha'an back then, but now they are going to beat their own people, the Nie family will do their best.

The Nie family delayed the military plan in the northern border, and the empress saw through it. Although she did not deal with the Nie family in front of civil and military officials for the sake of her son-in-law, after that, she secretly cut the western border by half on the grounds of redundant troops.

At this time, the 20 Nie family army can be regarded as having come out in full force.

It's just that Luo Geng's 10 people were attacked by the people from Xijiang and the soldiers inside and outside the city, which is probably not enough.

In less than half an hour, Dong Sheng led Zhuo's [-] soldiers to the Qinglongmen battlefield from behind. In the city, the gate was closed, blocking the Nie's army from the outside.

The Nie family's army bombarded the city gate like crazy. It's not known what's going on inside the city, but as long as the city gate is broken, Luo Geng will be finished.

And just when they focused their attention on the tens of inches thick copper plate city gate of Qinglongmen, 10 people from the Zhuo family had already bitten up from behind.

The last psychic cannon blasted at the city gate, but what made people laugh and cry was that the invulnerable city gate was still fine, but there were several strange big pits - the city wall was blown down.

The huge city gate made a strange sound, like some kind of whimper, first one side was crooked, under this weight, the city gate pulled itself down from the other side of the city wall by the roots, the rubble rolled, Then fell back unstoppably.The crooked side was the first to hit the ground, and then the other side was shot down heavily.

The dust rose up like a big sea tide, and the earth trembled.

Everyone was stunned, even the Nie's army who was besieging the city was stunned.

Most of the cloth soldiers in the camp in the suburbs of Beijing were crushed to death. Luo Geng and most of the men were on the city gate. As soon as the city gate fell down, it fell like rain, smashing on the city gate board.

Luo Geng's arm hooked a piece of wooden frame of the broken wall at the very moment, and it was regarded as his life.

Dong Sheng witnessed the whole process of taking pictures of the city gate, he was stunned and flustered in the wind for a while, silently swallowed his saliva, raised his hand and waved it down again.

kill!