The Blood Crown

On the eve of the siege, Yan Sikong was resting in his tent, when Feng Ye, who was supposed to be too busy to leave, suddenly appeared.

Yan Sikong didn't even lift his eyelids, and said calmly: "The wolf king should be sleeping on his sword, and his army is in a state of disgrace, why does he still have time to come and see me?"

Feng Ye said: "It wants to see you." He opened the curtain door with one hand, and a silver-and-gray one-eyed giant wolf walked in.

"Hun'er!" Yan Sikong's complexion finally turned a tinge of blood due to excitement, and there was a rare joy in his eyes.

Feng Hun walked up to Yan Sikong and rubbed his huge head against him.

Yan Sikong grabbed its thick fur and looked into its eyes: "Hun'er, I never thought I'd see you again." This giant wolf was still as majestic as before, but he could faintly see that Fenghun is the same as before. Something is different too.

It's thinner, its steps are slower, and it's not as energetic as it used to be.

Feng Ye sat beside Fenghun, stroking its back with his big hand: "It's old, few wolves can live to be 20 years old, if it's a human, it's already over a hundred years old."

Yan Sikong pressed his forehead against Fenghun's face, and said softly, "Hun'er, are you old?" When they met for the first time, Fenghun was young and Feng Ye was still a teenager.

Ten years, in the blink of an eye.

Feng Hun let out a soft "woo", and stuck out his tongue to lick Yan Sikong.

Yan Sikong couldn't suppress his sadness, he asked: "Are you going to take it to the battlefield?"

"Yes." Feng Ye's voice was very gentle, "Wearing armor and standing in the army is when it is the most majestic and happy. I will take it with me until it can't walk anymore."

Yan Sikong hugged Fenghun's neck tightly and closed his eyes.Humans are different from wolves. Humans can still see obvious aging from their appearance, but wolves have not changed much, so that in his mind, Fenghun seems to always be young, strong, and heroic. He finds it difficult to accept it for a while. The life in my arms is getting old.

The vicissitudes and powerlessness that could not stop the passing of time filled Yan Sikong's heart.

Feng Ye stared fixedly at Yan Sikong, with sad pupils flickering in his eyes.

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At dawn, 30 troops gathered under the outline of the Forbidden City.

The armor stretches to the sky, and the spears are like a forest. Even if you look at it from a high distance, you can't see the edge at a glance.

Among the Chinese army, a large three-color banner was fluttering in the cold wind of early spring.The left is green and the right is white, each pattern is embroidered with blue dragon and white tiger, and the center is red. The roaring wolf head on it is lifelike and frightening.

This flag represents the commander-in-chief of the three armies. Standing on the flag and sitting on the horse is the famous and frightening Wolf King.

On the right side of Feng Ye is a giant one-eyed wolf in soft armor. He has become a folk legend as he conquered cities and conquered lands, and on the left side is his most powerful and brotherly masked general forget.

Yan Sikong's body recovered quickly, but Feng Ye still didn't allow him to ride a horse. It was he who insisted on watching the Feng family's army attack the city. What's more, "Que Wang" is here, even if the injury is not healed and cannot lead troops, he can still be stable Army morale, boost morale.

Feng Ye squinted his eyes, looked at the city wall not far away, and the defenders on the tower, thinking that when he fled in embarrassment, only 30 dead soldiers of the family army accompanied him, and today he returned with [-] soldiers. Countless sufferings, swallowed endless humiliation, this moment, this moment of getting what you want, is it a "happy" thing.

Feng Ye's chest was full of pride, and he rushed straight to the sky.

Yan Sikong said: "Wolf King is very proud, right now."

"Why not."

"These years have been plagued by natural disasters and wars, Dasheng, maybe it's really his luck."

"Soldiers are linked with disasters." Feng Ye sneered, "Many of these disasters are all related to you."

"I would like neither to break nor to stand. I would like to stop wars with war. I would like to heal Dasheng's wounds. I would like to ask a holy lord to come and punish the sinners and rectify the rivers and mountains. If I am wrong..." Yan Sikong's voice was almost ethereal , "That means I have misread you, so call me beyond redemption."

"What do you think of me?" Feng Ye squinted at Yan Sikong.

"I believe that you always have the righteousness of the family and the country in your heart, and you always have the people in your heart."

Feng Ye raised his chin slightly, and said arrogantly: "I am willing to protect this world, but if this world is mine."

Yan Sikong stared blankly ahead.

Feng Ye slowly drew out his saber, rubbing the blade against the scabbard, making a cold sound, and finally, the silver blade "swished" across the dark blue sky, as if splitting the sky and the earth instantly, and the sun broke at just the right time Come out of the clouds, shining on the rivers and mountains!

The sound of war drums, like thunder from the sky, pierced through the thick breastplate and hit the heart and lungs directly, making people's blood boil!

Feng Ye's eyes were wide open, and the veins on his forehead were bulging. The majestic Forbidden City was reflected in those pupils that seemed to be eating people. It was being dragged into the bottomless abyss of desire. Feng Ye roared: "Attack—— "

In the next moment, horns and drums blared, and arrows rained like weaves, creating an impenetrable net of death above the head, piercing through the armor and piercing the flesh with overwhelming killing intent.

The army surged, like a dark wave, with the potential to overwhelm mountains and seas.

The moat of the Forbidden City has been completely dredged and is [-] feet wide and [-] feet deep. It is far from being able to be bridged by a suspension bridge car in the past. In order to cross the moat, Fengye brought ten boxcars, and each boxcar pulled up the moat. A huge boulder weighing a thousand tons was pushed down the moat by hundreds of soldiers.

On the city wall, sharp arrows attacked like locusts covering the sky and covering the sun. The shield infantry covered the boxcar soldiers and archers, and with thousands of arrows, they pushed forward step by step towards the moat, and their flesh and blood fell frequently. There were soldiers continuously on the top, and arrows scattered all over the body and all over the ground were shaped like hedgehog fur. Unfortunately, they were not here to protect the host, but to kill them.

Corpses everywhere, exchanged for boxcars, were pushed into the moat one after another. From sunrise to noon, the water in the moat overflowed, and a passage was filled in one car after another, and that was all. , tens of thousands of casualties.

The engineers built a slab bridge on the stones that filled the trench with the fastest speed, and the artillerymen braved the rain of arrows and pushed the Fengshen cannon to cross the moat bravely.

With Feng Ye's order, hundreds of thousands of troops advanced, and the earth trembled.

After crossing the moat, the enemy and our armies finally entered the range of each other's cannons. Suddenly, the artillery fire roared, smashing hideous scars on the city wall, and blooming scarlet flower buds on the ground.

Siege vehicles, catapults, and ladder vehicles drove towards the city wall in turn.

The soldiers marched forward against the arrows and artillery fire, and launched an endless attack on the towering city walls and closed city gates.

That was the grandest, most intense, and cruelest battle Yan Sikong had ever seen in his life.

The sky is full of gunpowder, the bones win the field, and the blood flows into rivers. This battle has invested everything in Fengye, which is related to whether the country will change its surname, and whether the world will change its master.

This battle was fought from sunrise to sunset, and from sunset to moon suspension.

Feng Yexu was the first person to ascend the city, Wan Huhou. In the beginning, countless people and ants attached themselves to him. Rocks, blocks of wood, hot oil, and boiling water fell all over him, causing countless casualties.

Feng Ye draws the ground with his sword, anyone who dares to retreat beyond this line, beheaded!

Under the city wall, the corpses of soldiers gradually piled up into a small hill. The Feng family army stepped on the bodies of their comrades, and finally the first person climbed up the tower.

The sound of war drums became more and more urgent, and the morale was boosted, and they swarmed forward.

Feng Ye tightly grasped the hilt of the sword, trembling all over.

Ascended the city, the Feng family army ascended the city!

Yan Sikong was also staring at the defense line of the tower that was about to be defeated, and almost forgot to breathe.

The army was hungry and eager to eat, wishing to swallow the enemy in their stomachs. They rushed up the city wall wave after wave, and finally opened the city gate from the inside.

Feng Ye gave an order, and the army shouted to kill Zhentian and rushed into the city gate.

After eight hours of bloody fighting, the Feng family army broke through the outer walls of the Forbidden City.

At this time, the wolf king Feng Ye was only separated from the supreme imperial power ruling the world by an inner city wall.