Born short-lived

Adding up the people on both sides, there would be more than 30 people. If all of them rushed to the city, I don't know how many civilians would be affected.

Luo Geng's men are running out, and they won't be able to stop them for long.Fortunately, after the gate was shot down, even the city tower on the gate collapsed together. The huge cornice was stuck between the two broken walls obliquely, and the gap underneath was also closed at the moment the gate fell. The tumbled masonry was tightly blocked.

Even if the Nie family wanted to retreat back into the city, it would not be an easy task, and Dong Sheng had to make sure that they would be forced to surrender before they could find a way to climb over the city wall.

Zhuo's army directly killed them all the way from the rear. This Xijiang Zhuo family is not a big camp in the suburbs of Beijing. Very light, it is said that he has been fighting on the battlefield since he was 16 years old, and he has a reputation as a Northwest wolf early on.

"Little General Nie! It's Zhuo's army!" The deputy general's voice rang in his ears. Nie Heng waved the dust like fog in front of him, coughed dryly, squinted his eyes and looked into the distance. The family army has already fought with their rear infantry.

The army was already in turmoil, and some people in the army even rushed back in a hurry. Nie Heng looked at it blankly for a while, and after only a few blinks, he decisively made a decision: "Surrender."

The deputy general let out an "ah" in surprise, thinking he heard it wrong: "Little General Nie..."

Nie Hengyan simply said in horror: "The general situation is over, we can't fight anymore, surrender."

The strength of Zhuquemen's camp in the suburbs of Beijing couldn't last for even an hour. Zhuo's army came to support almost all of them with all beards and feathers, and their forwards had either been wiped out by Luo Geng's men, or they had been destroyed by the city tower. He was crushed to death - what's more, he was bitten from the back, and now the morale of the army is broken, he doesn't even have time to change from front to back.

The Zhuo family and Luo Geng still have several 10 people in the northern and southern borders, and it will be a matter of time before they are defeated. There is no need to die more people for this.

This time Dong Sheng didn't charge into the battle, but wore a cloak and sat in the central army with Zhuo Yiming - the key to winning or losing this battle was his life and death, as long as Nie Heng couldn't kill him, there was no point in continuing the fight.

Sure enough, it was faster than Dong Sheng expected, the two armies exchanged hands less than half a cup of tea, and he vaguely saw a swaying white shadow in the dust in the distance.

"They surrendered now?" Zhuo Yiming almost felt inconceivable, how could Nie Heng, known as the wolf of the Northwest, surrender so simply and neatly, "Could it be...a fraud?"

Dong Sheng stared at the white shadow motionlessly, shook his head, didn't know what he thought of, suddenly smiled, stretched out his hand and patted Zhuo Yiming's shoulder: "No, I really surrendered , call gold and withdraw troops."

Zhuo Yiming still seemed worried, wondering: "But..."

Dong Sheng sighed "Hey", but he was obviously in a good mood: "Jiang Kun knows that they can't win this battle, how can Nie Heng not know... that's all right, hurry up and order the troops to withdraw, don't dawdle... Hey, send an order Where are the soldiers? Hurry up."

A gust of cold wind whizzed past the bare battlefield in the suburbs of Beijing, and the ear-piercing sound of clanging gold was blown all over the western suburbs by the wind.

The dust at the collapsed gate of Qinglong Pass finally fell to the ground. Nie Heng took off his armor and weapons, and walked towards Dong Sheng step by step through the path opened by Zhuo's army.

After all, this was General Nie's first defeat.

Nie Heng's hair was still a little disheveled, with a few locks of dry black hair scattered on his forehead, and his face was covered with dirt mixed with dust and blood - he had been exhausted from traveling all the way from Western Xinjiang.

He saw Dong Sheng on a small slope not far away, wearing an almost spotless moon-white cloak, riding high on the back of a black-maned spirit horse.So Nie Heng suddenly laughed in a low voice, which sounded like self-deprecating. He lowered his head and patted the hem of his crumpled and dirty jacket, knelt down on the ground very neatly, and kowtowed three times in a row: " Criminal minister Nie Heng, see Your Highness."

Dong Sheng had no intention of making things difficult for him, so he winked at Xuan Tianwei who was accompanying him, and then said to Nie Heng: "General Nie is a sensible person, and I have to thank General Nie for his righteousness on behalf of the lieutenant generals."

After that Xuan Tianwei understood, he quickly dismounted and rushed to Nie Heng, helping him up.

But Nie Heng withdrew his arm and knocked his head on the ground again.

Dong Sheng frowned: "What does General Nie mean?"

Nie Heng said without raising his head: "The guilty minister is willing to present the moon crossbow to His Royal Highness, I wonder if it will give my Nie family a way of life."

Playing with the moon crossbow? !

Dong Sheng stared slightly, as if he still couldn't believe it: "Nongyue crossbow is with you?"

Nie Heng was just a leader of the rebellion, how could Jiang Kun give him the Nongyue Crossbow for safekeeping, that was their last bargaining chip - once Dong Sheng got the Nongyue Crossbow, he could wash away the stigma of regicide.

Nie Heng didn't directly answer Dong Sheng's words: "Nie's family consists of 1000 or 670 people, [-] males, [-] female relatives, and [-] young children... criminals, I can't bear the slaughter of my clansmen."

It meant that he would never risk the lives of more than 1000 members of his family at this juncture, and if Dong Sheng didn't make a golden promise first, he would never hand over the moon crossbow.

"I don't know how the reputation of the whole family is compared to the reputation of His Highness Wandai?"

Dong Sheng stared down at him silently, his long eyelashes hid the emotions in his eyes like a curtain, the tails of his eyes were raised upwards, and his light-colored thin lips were pursed into a sharp line. The taste of fickleness and arrogance.

Dong Sheng didn't speak for a moment, Nie Heng's heart was tense for a moment, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead, as if all the blood rushed to his heart.

Although Jiang Kun and Yan Yushi were the masterminds behind this farce, after all, they were for the princess's throne in name, and they were the princess's husband's family... Jiang Kun must have been convicted of treason by one party. According to common sense, the Nie family will never be spared.

When they planned to kill the emperor in the Golden Palace, it was the son-in-law who was in charge of replacing the Nongyue crossbow. He probably planned ahead, thinking that if he lost this time, the Nongyue crossbow might be a way out for the Nie family.

So the son-in-law sent someone out of the city secretly overnight, and gave Nie Heng the moon crossbow so that he could hide it.

"Don't worry, General Nie," Dong Sheng said, "Since General Nie has surrendered, I won't touch your Nie clan... Besides, the city gate was blown up like this by you, and your family is not responsible for repairing it, so you can find someone to take advantage of." .”

Only then did Nie Heng heave a sigh of relief, and he got up and bowed again: "The sinner bows to His Highness!"

There was a rush of horseshoes outside the crowd, and Han Jin hurried over in a black robe.

"Your Highness!" Han Jin stopped his horse.

"Boss Han?" Dong Sheng asked quickly, "How is General Luo?"

Han Jin still rubbed some dirt on his face, he nodded, and smiled pantingly: "I have been rescued, and my life is safe."

Dong Sheng felt relieved, and muttered in a lower and lower voice: "That's good...otherwise I really don't know how to explain to Zi Rong."

"Your Highness," Nie Heng said, "that day the son-in-law handed over the moon crossbow to the guilty minister, and the criminal minister buried it under the gate of Liangyeguan in the western suburbs. If His Highness wants to take it, the criminal minister will go..."

"Boss Han," Dong Sheng said, "you can go with General Nie."

Han Jin nodded: "The minister takes orders."

The huge plaque of Qinglongmen was smashed on the gravel slope, with a crack in the middle, almost broken in two, and the original gilded characters were also covered with dust at this time.

The wind in the capital city in early spring is always very strong, and the chilly wind blows across the outskirts of the city in bursts wrapped in unending coolness, dissipating the bloody smell of the battlefield little by little.

Dong Sheng took a breath, and a gust of cool wind poured into his lungs, which made his whole body tremble, but his mind felt relaxed.

Finally, he thought, he had won.

The next morning, when the sky was still dark and most of the people in the capital were still asleep, the prince led a mighty crowd into the Golden Luan Hall.

Three days later, the late emperor had a funeral, and a state funeral was held in Huajing City.