Chapter 152

Jizhigla looked at the old man with white hair on the city wall.

It was this man who suppressed the northern border for decades.

Even if a person has reached old age, his influence still remains.

As long as he is killed, the morale and confidence of the border soldiers of the Great Zhou will be immediately reduced by 60%, which will be more than enough to take down the Great Zhou.

That's why they planned for so long, involving the defenders on the east and west sides and cutting off the spread of information, all for the purpose of killing Xu Jin.

Jizhigla said in a deep voice: "Attack the city with all our strength!!"

"kill--!"

Xu Jin picked up his spear and whispered to Lang Qing, "Soldiers in the city, charge towards the second city with all your strength. As long as we break through the defense line at the back and wait for the support from the second city in the back, we still have a chance."

"I will delay the time ahead. If necessary, I will give up one city and defend the other two."

The defenders on the west and east sides are too far away. Not to mention that they haven't received the news yet, even if they received the news and rushed here, it would probably be too late.

Lang Qing's heart sank.

As far as he could remember, he had only heard the Marquis say something like abandoning the city a few times.

Xu Jin: "Fight!"

-

Prince Ming is in Ercheng.

Not long after the war broke out in a city, he saw a faint beacon fire over there.

After finding out the situation, soldiers from the second city were immediately dispatched to support Xu Jin, but they were blocked by soldiers from the northern border and could not find a breakthrough.

Prince Ming said in a deep voice: "The siege of a city has become like this. The Northern Frontier must not have acted on impulse, but was well prepared."

"Your Majesty, we don't know when the Eastern Defenders will receive a message requesting help. If one city falls, our second city won't be able to hold out for long. Should we retreat to the main city?"

Since two cities of the Western Defenders were occupied by the Northern Frontier, there was a high probability that the news would not be able to get out, and the Eastern Defenders had no cities occupied by the Northern Frontier.

One city is under siege, but the message for help can be sent from the second city, but... there is a time difference in between, so it might be too late.

After going back and forth, and then waiting for Xia Fuyang to gather his troops, if they are still restrained by the Northern Frontier troops of the Eastern Defenders, it will probably take even longer.

Prince Ming's heart sank again and again, and his fingertips felt slightly cold.

If something really happened to Xu Jin, the border would be in chaos.

The border of the Great Zhou cannot afford to lose Xu Jin now.

"We cannot retreat. Even if the two cities withdraw all their defenses to support, we must ensure the safety of Xu Hou!" Prince Ming said word by word, "Even if thousands of people die, he cannot die."

-

The soldier who was riding a horse at full speed and whipping the whip, rushing to report the news to the Eastern garrison, was lying on his horse, almost unconscious.

He was hit by several arrows in the back.

The person in charge of intercepting the message from Northern Xinjiang just kept following behind him.

The soldier's eyes went dark. With trembling hands, he stuffed the urgent letter into the horse's saddlebag and whispered, "Good horse, go find General Xia and tell him to come and rescue the Marquis as soon as possible..."

After he finished speaking, he turned over, dismounted, drew the sword from his waist, and with his eyes wide open, he roared at the Northern Frontier pursuers behind him: "Grandson! Come and kill me!"

The horse neighed and galloped away.

The soldiers were surrounded by the Northern Frontier Cavalry.

He survived being shot by several arrows. The leading northern border people had some respect for him. "What's your name?"

The soldier spat out a mouthful of blood and said, "You are worthy of listening? Grandpa's name is famous, it's called the Great Zhou Soldier!"

The leading northern Xinjiang man admired him and felt sorry for him, "Kill him."

After a moment, they rode away on horseback, and the soldiers lay on the ground, becoming a spot of red in this blood-stained landscape.

-

Xia Fuyang led 50,000 soldiers and was heading towards Zhongyi City.

The vanguard troops who were exploring the way ahead turned back and said, "General! There is a war horse of ours ahead! We found an urgent letter in its saddlebag!"

"Give me."

Xia Fuyang took it, glanced at it quickly, and his expression suddenly turned cold.

"Two hundred thousand northern frontier troops surrounded Zhongyi City and requested support from the eastern defenders. Xu Hou was besieged and the battle was difficult to sustain..."

More than he thought.

I'm afraid all the elite troops in the northern border are there, and Jirigela is determined to trap and kill Xu Hou.

The number of Eastern defenders he brought was still too few.

Xia Fuyang quickly calmed down and ordered, "Go back and mobilize 20,000 more soldiers, leaving only enough to defend the city! The rest of you, follow me and advance at full speed!"

fortunately.

Fortunately, he had vaguely discovered that something was wrong this evening, so he took the time and risked going to the Northern Frontier garrison opposite the Eastern Garrison to take a look.

The outer area is strict, but the inner area is empty.

He immediately mobilized 50,000 troops, marched secretly from behind, and rushed to Zhongyi City.

There was still a hint of hesitation on the way here, after all, he was not completely sure, but at this moment he was extremely glad that he followed his intuition.

The army marched forward at full speed, and after walking for some distance, they found the body of the messenger soldier.

After Xia Fuyang led his troops past, a new grave mound appeared on the side of the road.

-

Qu Dubian galloped for an hour and a half.

One third of the soldiers couldn't keep up with his speed.

The night is dark.

Ye Lianyang said: "Boss, I'm fine, but the brothers behind me can't keep up."

Qu Dubian glanced at the panting soldiers behind him. The two cities were too far apart, and they had followed him at full speed for three hours, which was considered good among the soldiers.

He said decisively: "You take the brothers and go. Liuliuman will not take us more than half an hour. If we can meet up, come with the Western Defenders!"

Ye Lianyang: "Boss, you won't come with us?"

Qu Watanabe: "I'll go first."

Ye Lianyang: “But…”

He was just about to say, "Boss, you are alone and it won't be of much use if you go there," but when he remembered the day when he was pinned down and beaten, he swallowed the words silently.

"Alright, that's it. Make sure our brothers still have the fighting power, and be quick."

After Qu Dubian finished his instructions, he continued to fly towards Zhongyi City.

-

At this time, almost all the soldiers of the Great Zhou gathered ten miles away.

Lang Qing was covered in blood, and he managed to cut a gap in the encirclement. He had no time to care how many soldiers around him were killed or injured, or how many were left.

The barely torn hole allowed him to reunite with the soldiers who came to support him from the second city.

"Hold the gap! Don't let the encirclement form again. The rest of you, follow me back! The Marquis is still holding the line in the back!"

Originally, he wanted the Marquis to break out from the rear, but the Marquis said that he had to stay. At this time, if the commander left, the morale of the soldiers defending the city would plummet and they would not be able to delay time. At that time, the entire army would be wiped out.

Lang Qing fought hard to get out.

The general of the second city gritted his teeth and said, "We will definitely fight to the death to defend it. General Lang Qing, please hurry up! Make sure to bring the Marquis back safely!"

Lang Qing: "Definitely."

He drew soldiers from the second city and quickly returned.

Zhongyi City.

The west gate was lost.

The East Gate was lost.

The city was half-ruined, with broken walls and corpses piled on top of each other.

The blood of the soldiers from Northern Frontier and Great Zhou mixed together, turning the ground as black as ink.

The cavalry broke down the city gates and their horses' hooves trampled over the corpses.

The main army was stationed outside, and the left and right wise kings led a small army into the city of Zhongyi.

When Qu Dubian approached Zhongyi City, even though he was far away, he could still smell the burnt blood odor with his nose which had only a little sense of smell left.

He saw the broken city gate, the dark army from the northern border standing in front of the city, and the left and right wise kings riding their horses into the city.

The city was broken.

Where is grandpa?

Qu Dubian clenched his palms unconsciously, his heart beating violently, hitting his chest again and again.

The west gate was the first to be breached and the first to be unguarded. Qu Dubian let out a breath slowly, walked past the corpses outside the city, and quietly entered the city.

The emptier part now is the city wall which was once the site of the most intense attack and defense.

He simply climbed onto the city wall, crouched low, and followed the direction in which the northern border soldiers in the city were heading.

In the city.

The left and right wise kings led their troops to the back city gate.

The fall of the city was an inevitable result, as it took half an hour later than they expected.

Xu Jin was worthy of being Xu Jin. He went out of the city alone and killed hundreds of their soldiers. He led the soldiers defending the city to delay time. Finally, when most of the city was broken, they retreated step by step into the city.

Zuo Xian Wang: "Abandon one city and save two. It feels great to be able to snatch a city from Xu Jin."

The Right Wise King reminded: "It took all the elite troops of the Northern Frontier to break the city he was defending. Despite this, he still survived."

Zuo Xian Wang narrowed his eyes and said, "It's almost time. I didn't even count how many wounds he got when he charged into the battle formation just now."

They reined in their horses and stopped, and saw about a hundred meters ahead.

At the rear city gate.

Xu Jin's armor was covered with scratches from swords and guns, and his white hair was stained black and red by blood.

He was still leading more than a thousand remnant soldiers. Except for a path cleared by Lang Qing behind him, the front, left and right sides were filled with Northern Frontier soldiers who were slowly surrounding him.

The long sword in his hand already had a crack.

The blood on his body flowed down his armor to the soles of his feet, forming a shallow pool.

There was no trace of fatigue on Xu Jin's face.

Zuo Xian Wang stepped forward and said, "The king said that whoever can take Xu Jin's head will be the most powerful warrior in the northern border! Who dares to step forward and kill him?"

The soldiers around were in commotion, but no one stepped forward immediately.

Zuo Xian Wang's face darkened.

Xu Jin had suppressed the Northern Frontier for too long, so long that even though he was on the verge of death, he was still unable to erase the insurmountable mark of the God of War in the hearts of the Northern Frontier soldiers.

"As cowardly as a mouse," Xu Jin tapped the tip of his knife on the ground, holding the hilt with one hand and pressing on it with the other, "he shouted at his subordinates, but he himself didn't dare to step forward!"

"I heard that your martial arts skills are only second to Jizhigla, but you don't dare to fight with me," he taunted, "The king of the last royal court dared to fight with me, but now... your king is not here, and even the Zuoxian King doesn't dare to take action."

“Each generation is inferior to the previous one.”

Qu Duanbian had good hearing and heard everything clearly, but he also noticed his grandfather's posture -

Grandpa was using the knife to gain leverage, and he was running out of strength.

Even when he was exhausted, he still taunted in order to provoke Prince Zuo Xian to take action. He probably wanted to drag down two or at least one of the princes of Northern Frontier with him to die together.

He crouched down, quickly piled up all the unused gunpowder bags scattered on the city wall, then tightened them with ropes, forcing high pressure from the outside.

He wrapped the scattered gunpowder into three large bundles, showing half of his head, and looked down with bated breath.

Zuo Xian Wang knew that Xu Jin was provoking him, but even so, he had to drive his horse forward.

"Xu Jin, you are an admirable opponent."

Xu Jin scratched his ears and said, "After a long time, dogs can also speak human language."

Zuo Xian Wang's expression turned cold, and he drew out his scimitar. "Satisfy you."

Xu Jin swung the knife and said, "Let's see if you have what it takes!"

The two of them quickly started fighting!

Zuo Xian Wang felt that Xu Jin's stamina was insufficient. The more he fought, the more he felt that Xu Jin was bluffing, so his attacks became more and more fierce.

"Xu Jin! You react too slowly!" He swung a knife at Xu Jin.

The latter didn't even try to dodge, but jumped up, slashed in the air, and slashed fiercely at Zuo Xian Wang, intending to hurt both of them!

King Zuo Xian felt a chill run down his spine when he saw his ferocious eyes.

No!

He didn't want both sides to suffer losses, he wanted to exchange injuries for killing! At this juncture, Xu Jin had not given up hope of survival!

The Left Wise King immediately disregarded the warrior's one-on-one challenge spirit and shouted in a panic, "Let's go together! Kill him!"

sonorous!

The Right Wise King slapped his horse, leaped up, and blocked the knife for the Left Wise King.

He was pushed back more than ten meters by the force burst from Xu Jin, and Xu Jin also retreated several steps.

The Right Wise King wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said coldly: "Kill him!"

Xu Jin swallowed a mouthful of blood, black fog appeared in front of his eyes, and his body reached its limit.

More than a thousand soldiers around him protected him tightly, and he fought desperately against the siege of the Northern Frontier Army. Many people called his name and asked him to leave quickly.

Perhaps they didn't realize that the invincible marquis in their hearts had lost all his strength.

I didn't expect the end to be tonight.

The siege was carried out by two hundred thousand northern frontier troops. Perhaps this war would leave a small mark in the history books.

Xu Jin sighed in his heart, raised his head slightly, and looked at the moon hanging in the night sky... ?

He saw his grandson's round head on the city wall.