A sharp horn sounded from the air, and the sound became more and more frequent, making people feel frightened.

This was different from the Zhou people's drums and trumpets. The soldiers standing on the city wall saw chariots driving out of the Jin camp in the distance, followed by a large number of Jin soldiers.

The trenches had long been filled in, and the bumpy terrain did little to slow the cars down.

These vehicles at this time are different from the previous shield vehicles. In addition to armor covering, they are also equipped with long ladders.

Compared with the ladders previously carried by the Jin soldiers, this is a more powerful siege weapon.

War drums were beating on the city walls, and teams of civilians rushed up the walls carrying wooden barrels.

Standing at the outer wall, they could see the dense masses of Jin soldiers pouring in without having to lower their heads, and hear the fierce shouts and calls for killing.

Perhaps he had seen it so many times that he had become numb to it and was not as frightened as before.

The Jin soldiers had already rushed to the foot of the city wall, but no bows and crossbows were fired at the same time from the wall. Firstly, the siege vehicles were heavily guarded, and many Jin soldiers hid behind and under them, so the bows and crossbows had insufficient killing power. Secondly, there were not enough crossbow arrows.

The siege vehicle approached the city wall, and the thumping sound seemed to shake the entire wall.

The people on the city wall still did not panic or become chaotic.

"fall!"

Until an order came.

The laborers tipped over the wooden barrels, and various oils were splashed down along the city wall. Following them, another group of laborers lit torches and threw them down.

Fires rose under the city wall, accompanied by the screams of the Jin soldiers.

"Rolling stone!"

The waiting laborers on the other side pushed down the logs and stones in front of them one after another.

There was chaos outside the city gate, with ghosts crying and wolves howling.

After pouring the oil, the laborers did not admire the ferocious Jin soldiers. They hurried down the city wall, while another group of laborers carrying wooden barrels were running up. The two teams passed each other.

Countless people were running around under the city wall, large barrels of oil were pushed out, and teams of laborers lined up waiting.

Carry oil, climb up the city wall, run down, carry oil again, climb up the city wall, and repeat this cycle back and forth.

Screams came from outside the city wall, but people did not laugh as heartily as they had heard in the previous times.

Although they did not know how to fight, they were now relying on rolling logs and hot oil to repel the Jin soldiers. The people felt that things were not going so well.

Why not use the powerful stone bullets of the Qingshan Army?

The stone bullets had been used once before, which not only opened the eyes of the people, but also frightened the Jin army so much that they dared not attack the city for two days and retreated twenty miles.

But the Jin army did not use stones and bullets when they attacked the city again.

"Stone bullets are suitable for long distances. The Jin people have reached the city, so throwing stones is useless." A civilian whispered. This was the explanation given by the officers and soldiers.

It seems to make sense, but something is wrong.

Day after day, the Jin army's attacks became more and more fierce, but the stone bullets were never used again.

"Isn't it like the crossbow arrows? They are not enough?" another citizen murmured.

When these words were spoken, everyone around who heard them felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar in this sunny March, and their whole bodies were chilled.

Outside the city, the generals looked very annoyed as they watched the Jin soldiers having to retreat because of the kerosene boiling wood.

"We originally thought that we could capture the city in three or four days, but it has not been taken for more than ten days." A Jin general said angrily.

"A city with less than a thousand soldiers is actually going to force our army of tens of thousands to engage in a siege?" said another Jin general with a frown.

There is no shortage of rice, grain, and water in the capital, so if the city is besieged it can last for a year or two.

The people in the capital can resist, but they cannot. After all, this is the heartland of Central Plains. The reason they can attack here is because of their speed. If the war is delayed for a long time and reinforcements from the north and south arrive, they will have no chance of winning.

"I originally thought that the people of the capital had been addicted to wealth and luxury for so long that they had no courage. I didn't expect that they would not be defeated in one blow." General Youjin sighed solemnly, "After persisting for so long, people's hearts have not been shaken. It seems that morale is stable."

This made the other generals even more anxious and they started arguing for a while. However, Yu Chihai, who had been silent all this time, suddenly burst into laughter.

"It's just as I expected," he said.

What did he expect? Could he not capture the capital?

"Sir Yu, if we fail to capture the capital this time, the emperor will not let us off." A Jin general said in a neutral tone.

To be exact, he will not be spared.

It was because of his lobbying that the emperor mobilized the entire country and fought against the Zhou people with the blood and flesh of countless warriors. After the victory, they obtained countless wealth from the Zhou people and strengthened the power of the Jin Dynasty. However, if they failed in this war, their Great Jin would inevitably be exhausted and their national strength would be greatly damaged.

These barbarians seemed ferocious but were actually cowardly. Yu Chihai was not embarrassed by his words and looked calm.

"They don't have such bullets. There are no Qingshan Army in the city," he said, pointing at the city.

The generals present were stunned.

Because of those stones, they almost gave up attacking the city and fled. It was Yu Chihai who insisted on trying again. Now it seems that after trying twice, there are really no more stones.

Yu Chihai took a step forward with a sneer on his face.

"It turns out it's just bluffing," he said. "The morale is just boosted by stones. Warriors, don't be fooled by them."

So I was deceived?

The Jin generals angrily accused the southerners of being treacherous.

"With no reinforcements from outside and no defense from inside, I wonder how long their morale will last." Yu Chihai sneered, "Warriors, from now on, take turns to attack the city, day and night, and let us become the nightmare that these Zhou people can never wake up from."

…

With sharp roars, sharp arrows flying from below the city landed on the city wall with oil fire, followed by a rain of rockets. Even though the wall was covered with wet bedding, patches of fire appeared on the wall.

There was also a wailing that followed, and many strong young men were shot by arrows before they could dodge, causing chaos on the city wall.

But this is not even more terrifying. Looking down from the outer wall, one can see ladders erected on the city wall, and dense masses of Jin soldiers are climbing up.

In one place, a soldier saw a hand clinging to the city wall, and then a human head emerged, with spiky armor and a ferocious appearance, very different from the Zhou people.

Jin soldiers!

Jin soldiers!

So this is what the Jin people looked like.

This thought inexplicably flashed through the soldier's mind, and he seemed to have gone blank, holding the weapon in a daze.

The screams in his ears woke him up, and then he saw two soldiers pushing the chevaux de frise and crashing into the Jin soldier who had just climbed up.

The spikes pierced through the Jin soldier, and the two soldiers exerted more force and pushed the man and the chevaux de frise down together.

This caused the group of Jin soldiers behind them to fall off the ladder.

"Kill."

Accompanied by the old man's shout.

The five soldiers, with pale faces, clenched their spears tightly and stabbed at the Jin soldiers who appeared one after another.

They seemed to have forgotten to be afraid and just swung their spears mechanically.

The sounds of fighting were heard everywhere on the city wall. The fighting did not last long, and soon all the Jin soldiers who had climbed up were killed. The young and strong civilians who had reorganized themselves pushed down the kerosene chevaux de frise, breaking the ladders and causing the Jin soldiers to fall. Under the city wall, there were flames, stones, and rolling logs.

Another wave of attacks was repelled, but there was no joy on or below the city walls. There were dead bodies and blood everywhere, the fire was still burning, and the atmosphere of sorrow and sadness became even thicker.

Under the city wall, the dusty civilians crowded under the eaves of the houses along the street to avoid the attacks of the Jin people's bows and crossbows. At this time, the wounded soldiers and civilians were lifted down from the city wall, and their situation was horrific.

"It has been going on for two days and two nights..." someone muttered, "We don't even have bows and arrows anymore. We can only rely on hand-to-hand combat from now on."

"This time the Jin soldiers have climbed up the city wall, and there will be more next time." Someone also whispered.

No one is expecting stone bullets anymore.

"Officials are all liars." A citizen suddenly said, raising his head angrily.

A figure on the city wall came into his sight.

It was a little child, standing in the middle of the city gate, as upright as the flagpole beside him.

The people's angry eyes disappeared.

Even in such a dangerous situation, King Huai still stayed on the city wall.

"If we had run away then we would have died. Now we stay here and can live longer." An old man said with a sigh.

But in the end, death is still the end.

There was silence for a moment.

"Well, you saw what the Jin people said..." A low voice suddenly sounded, "If you surrender, you can live..."

Although the Jin army's rain of arrows fell into the city in the past few days, there were still some white cloths with words written on them.

The content was to persuade them to surrender. As long as they surrendered and opened the city gates, the Jin people would guarantee not to harm the people.

These strips of cloth were quickly collected and burned by government officials, but some were picked up by civilians and spread around.

"What nonsense! Can we trust the words of the Jin people?" An old man raised his eyebrows and shouted, looking at the person who was speaking, "If the words of the Jin people can be trusted, why are they here now?"

The Jin people had originally negotiated peace, but now they are attacking again.

The people around were stunned.

"So don't listen to them." The old man said loudly, "We must hold on. As long as the city is not broken, we have hope of survival. The Jin people can't besiege us for long."

The people around nodded in agreement, but their morale was not as high as before.

The atmosphere in the entire capital city had fallen into a depression at this time. Ning Yan, standing on the city wall, sighed lightly.

"Lord Ning."

Miss Jun's voice echoed from behind.

Ning Yan turned around and saw Miss Jun coming over.

"We need to assign people to guard the city gates." She said in a deep voice.

At this time people's hearts were already unstable. If someone was deceived and opened the city gate, all their previous efforts would be wasted.

Ning Yan nodded.

"It has been arranged," he said.

"I estimate that the Jin people will attack again tonight," said Miss Jun.

Ning Yan nodded.

"They are determined to win," he said. "They have to do it all at once."

"We have no way out, and we are determined to win." Miss Jun said, "As long as they can't enter this city, we will win."

For more than ten years, the soldiers and civilians fought hand-to-hand and died to prevent the Jin army from breaking into the city.

Ning Yan understood what she meant.

"Prince Huai, are you okay?" he asked.

Miss Jun turned around and looked at the tent. King Xian had also come over and was talking to King Huai.

"What are you going to do if the Jin army breaks into the city?" King Xian asked, patting his stomach.

He looked relaxed, as if he was talking about a trivial matter like the weather.

Prince Huai looked serious.

"I will commit suicide," he said, "and will never fall into the hands of the Jin."

King Hyeon looked at him and shook his head.

Is this wrong? Prince Huai was puzzled.

"It's not suicide," said the King. "It's jump off the wall and kill whoever you can."

Prince Huai suddenly realized and nodded seriously.

"Uncle Huang is right," he said.

King Xian patted his belly with some pride.

"But with your body, I think you can only kill one." He said, "I can definitely kill two."

Hearing this, Miss Jun couldn't help but laugh, and Ning Yan also laughed.

As soon as they smiled, they heard a vibration coming from far away. The faces of the two men changed slightly, and the people on the city wall also turned pale.

The Jin people are about to attack again, and they won't even give us a chance to breathe.

It was already dusk, but the Jin army did not even care about the taboo of attacking at night, which showed their determination.

"Fight." Ning Yan said, turned around and strode away.

…

The sound of war drums rang out in the city, and the streets were filled with the noisy sound of countless footsteps.

Chen Qi quickly stuffed the biscuit in his hand into his mouth, and a bowl was passed to him.

He turned around and saw Fang Jinxiu.

"Why are you here?" he asked vaguely, took the bowl and drank it all, swallowed the cake, and looked at Fang Jinxiu again, "So, you might as well not come to the capital."

Originally, I hadn't yet divided up the bank account with the Fang family in Yangcheng, so logically I shouldn't have come.

Fang Jinxiu looked at him.

"Luckily I'm here, otherwise I'd have to worry about your life and death every day." She said, "It's better to die together."

Chen Qi chuckled.

"You want to die with me," he said.

Fang Jinxiu looked expressionless.

"I mean Jun Zhenzhen, not you," she said.

Chen Qi laughed but said nothing more and handed the bowl to her.

"There are not enough people in the city. Now we need more young men to go up to the city." He said, pausing for a moment, "I'm going."

After saying that, he turned around and strode away, quickly blending into the crowd running on the street, and like a rolling tide, he headed towards the city wall without looking back.

Miss Jun was still standing on the city wall and could clearly see the Jin soldiers rolling in again.

Whether we can defend the city depends on tonight.

"Miss Jun."

A voice echoed in the background.

Miss Jun turned around and was a little surprised to see the person coming.

"Mr. Gu," she said.

There were four or five people standing behind him, the leader of whom was Jiuqi's husband, Mr. Gu.

After Jiuqi was taken out by King Xian, he forgot about him.

However, Lu Yunqi is gone, and there is no one guarding Prince Huai's Mansion, so it is normal for Mr. Gu to be able to walk out at any time.

In view of Jiuqi's various performances, Miss Jun did not have much hostility towards Mr. Gu, but rather had some respect for him.

Jiuqi has been brought up so well now, she certainly doesn't think that this is something Jiuqi was born with.

"Why are you here, sir?" asked Miss Jun.

Mr. Gu took a few steps closer, looking amiable.

"Lord Lu made some arrangements before he left," he said.

Lu Yunqi?

Miss Jun was startled and looked alert.