The wilderness in spring is desolate, with bare earth and rocks without a trace of green. It is as if spring thunder is rolling across the ground, shaking it, and countless horses' hooves are trampling past, lifting the earth and rocks up again.

Seeing the Zhou soldiers approaching in great force, the Jin soldiers' camp in front was in commotion.

"My Lord, my Lord, our sons can't stand it any longer."

Countless generals came to persuade him.

"We can't retreat!" General Jin shouted angrily, "We can still fight on both wings."

His eyes were already red as he looked at the dark cloud of Zhou soldiers in front of him, especially the dazzling red flag in the camp, and gnashed his teeth in hatred.

This damn Zhu Shan is so despicable and shameless that he lured him here and waited for him with tens of thousands of soldiers and horses. They were in a disorderly state and their horses were tired, so they didn't even have time to reorganize.

The Zhou soldiers surrounded his troops from both wings like a hurricane and repeatedly defeated and scattered his troops.

Seeing that Zhou soldiers were rushing in from both wings again, his own troops had no intention of fighting back.

But we cannot retreat now. If we retreat, we will be defeated thousands of miles away. If we fight forward and fight to the death, we may be able to fight our way out and wait for reinforcements to arrive from the rear.

Zhou Bing had already rushed in, and the screams of killing were deafening.

After several rounds of fighting, many officers suddenly found that the troops around them became sparse, with dead bodies scattered around and horses running away in the distance.

In the front, the Zhou soldiers who had returned from the charge quickly ran into the wings or the rear of the Zhou army formation. The entire formation was extremely strict, and there seemed to be no fluctuations at all. They stared at the Jin soldiers here with a cold and oppressive aura.

The drums of war slowly sounded, and the Zhou army formation moved slowly, like an opening fan with its ribs like iron swords.

It is said that Duke Cheng is invincible.

The Jin people couldn't defeat him, and the Zhou people didn't even kill him.

Not only did he not kill them, he also regained control of the military power in the north and mobilized troops to encircle them.

This guy is not a human being, but an immortal devil.

As the thought flashed through his mind, he didn't know which Jin general turned around and fled first, but soon the entire Jin army began to flee, moving thousands of miles away.

After escaping with great difficulty, the Zhou soldiers chased the Jin soldiers who were entrenched in front of the castle, but found that there was still no way to survive.

The entire castle has been surrounded by Zhou soldiers.

Seeing them, soldiers on both wings of the army rushed out like palm-leaf fans, and the scattered Jin soldiers who had lost their fighting spirit were quickly killed.

Duke Cheng ignored these people and these things. He just looked at the city ahead.

"Attack the city," he said.

Following this order, countless stone bullets rained down on the city wall with bangs.

Shouts, cries of pain, and the sound of cracking city walls rang out continuously. After a round of stone bullets, war drums sounded in unison, and under the cover of shield carts, teams of soldiers carrying ladders ran towards the city walls.

The water in the moat had been diverted away. When the shield carts arrived, the soldiers placed wooden boards on the ditch to allow the soldiers carrying ladders to pass quickly. The Jin soldiers who survived the stone bullet attack and restored order on the city wall shot arrows, and soldiers kept falling down. But as the ladders were set up, a steady stream of soldiers climbed up the city wall. From a distance, it looked like vines covering the city wall, which was dazzling and terrifying.

"Terrified?" Duke Cheng turned around and looked at Qing Hebo.

Are you trembling with fear for the Jin people?

It won't be a problem to capture this city.

There was no trace of joy on Qinghebo's face. Instead, his face became increasingly pale and his hair and face looked even older than when he was besieged.

"I wonder how much higher and thicker the walls of the capital are than here," he said.

But even if the city wall is higher and thicker than here, the number of people guarding the city wall is not as many as here.

He looked far away, and although he could not see the Jin soldiers on the city wall clearly, his face was still filled with their fierce aura.

Although these fierce Jin soldiers are now becoming the prey of his men, he can't help but feel terrified when he thinks that these Jin soldiers will wreak havoc in the capital.

"Is it really not necessary to send more troops to help?" he asked in a high voice.

This is not the first time I have said this.

Duke Cheng withdrew his gaze and stopped looking at him.

"We are here to stop the Jin soldiers and prevent the Jin army from moving south. This is already the greatest help." He said, "There are 100,000 Jin soldiers in the north trying to break through our blockade, and the Jin Kingdom is gathering more troops. If we can't stop them, what do you think it would be of any use for us to send more troops south?"

Qinghebo's face darkened for a moment.

"This time the Jin people are determined to strike back with the whole nation's strength," he said.

This means they are attacked from both sides. Can they hold on this time?

However, these words only flashed through his mind, and just flashing through his mind made him feel ashamed, as if from the moment Duke Beicheng came to his rescue, he was inferior to him.

Duke Cheng turned his head and looked at him.

"Don't worry," he said. "We can give them a taste of their own medicine."

What do you mean? Qinghebo looked at him puzzled.

"The reason why the Jin people were able to come so powerfully this time was that they first lured Your Majesty into negotiating peace, and then provoked internal strife among the Zhou people, and then took the opportunity to march south." Duke Cheng said, "Then we can naturally do the same."

The so-called chaos refers to him taking over the northern land in his place? Zhu Shan's words always sounded unpleasant, and Qinghe Bo's face was a bit ugly, so he didn't want to stay with Zhu Shan at all.

"How?" But he still couldn't help asking.

Duke Cheng looked towards the north, a trace of worry flashed across his gentle face, but he quickly regained his firmness.

…

"Sir, this is not easy to handle."

The sun hangs high in the sky, the bright sunlight shines on our bodies, making us feel warm and bringing the breath of spring.

But looking from the slope, all you can see is bare ground, without even a few dead trees.

"In order to prevent assassination attempts, the Jin people even cut down all the trees near the capital."

A man behind the hillside whispered, and the straw hat on his head swayed as if the wind was blowing.

Another patch of grass swayed, and a man raised his head. His thick beard was also wrapped in a circle of dead grass, revealing only a pair of bright eyes.

It was Zhu Zan.

Zhu Zan made a "pah" sound and spat out a piece of dry grass in his mouth.

"There are many things that are difficult to deal with. We have now arrived at the capital of the Jin people," he said.

The man turned his head and glanced down the hillside. At first glance, the gully looked like a patch of yellow earth. Looking closely, he could see slight undulations in it. There were people covered in yellow earth cloth hiding among them.

By this time, half of their men had been killed.

That was just crossing the weakest point of the Jin soldiers' defense. Now they are in the capital of the Jin Dynasty, and their target is the emperor of the Jin Dynasty.

"The emperor of Jin did not just hide in the palace. In order to mobilize more soldiers and generals, he often came out to interact with various tribes." Zhu Zan said, leaning on the slope, with some leisure, squinting at the sun in the sky, as if he was enjoying the sun.

As soon as they finished speaking, they felt the ground shaking. They both paused at the same time, carefully approached the slope and slowly looked out.

In the distant city, teams of soldiers and horses poured out, all wearing the same bright red armor and white hats and helmets, which was so dense that it made people numb.

Although I couldn't see the description of these soldiers clearly compared to the familiar Jin soldiers along the way, their aura was definitely different.

"This is the outpost camp of the Jin Emperor. It selects the elite and brave men from various tribes. Although there are only six or seven hundred people, they are extremely powerful." The man whispered.

Zhu Zan looked at him and suddenly smiled.

"Are you scared?" he said. "I've been chopping wood for seven or eight years, but this is the first time I've seen you scared."

The man smiled bitterly.

"The firewood I chopped before was ordinary firewood. This is my first time chopping this kind of firewood, so I can't help but feel a little nervous." He said, and then looked at Zhu Zan, "Big brother looks a little scared too."

Zhu Zan smiled, without hiding the fear in his eyes.

"I'm not afraid of dying." Zhu Zan said, reaching behind him, "I'll die if I want to. I'm just afraid..."

He said nothing more, but looked towards the south.

Are you afraid she'll die?

No, she is not someone who is afraid of death.

"I'm afraid we don't have enough time." Zhu Zan said in a different tone, pulling out a short knife from his waist and looking firmly at the troops ahead. He could already vaguely see the Yellow Dragon Umbrella among them. "We have to hurry, otherwise many people will die."

…

A gust of spring breeze blew by, but instead of blowing the willows, it brought with it the sharp and rapid sound of a clapper.

What followed was the sound of drums, rapid and powerful, making people's hearts frightened and their breathing stopped.

This is a warning that the Jin people are coming.

These days people are already familiar with the meanings of various drums, bugles and sticks.

So is this another simulation training warning?

The people who were digging trenches outside the city with various tools raised their heads and saw the smoke rising in the distance.

"Go back to the city!"

Urgent shouts were also heard from the city wall.

This time it’s real! The golden man is really coming!

The people who had been working in an orderly manner suddenly fell into chaos, dropping their farm tools and running towards the city.

The city gate was not closed hastily as they had feared, but was closed only after the last person ran in.

The soldiers standing on the city wall had already seen the troops appearing in the distance, densely packed like a line rolling in from the horizon.

It’s finally here, and it’s coming so quickly.

A trace of sadness flashed across everyone's face.

The last glimmer of hope was shattered.

Originally they had hoped that the troops in Jingdong Road and the camp outside Beijing could stop the Jin soldiers, but now it seems that they have failed.

Those large armies have all been defeated. Can these people, most of whom are not soldiers, defend the capital?

Everyone in the capital city held their breath, and it seemed that they could only hear their own heartbeats.