If the city is captured, the emperor will not come back?

Under what circumstances would an emperor not return to his own imperial city?

Imprisoned, or dead.

Plus the subsequent sentence that the Chu family must have bloodline left behind.

Miss Jun immediately understood what this meant.

She looked incredulous.

Could it be that Lu Yunqi is going to...

"That's right. Lord Lu will kill the emperor and put the blame on the Jin people. As the grandson of the late emperor and with his current reputation, it is natural for Prince Huai to ascend the throne." Mr. Gu said in a low voice.

Lu Yunqi killed the emperor?

He is really... like a mad dog.

As Miss Jun's thoughts flashed through her ears, she heard a whooshing sound, followed by a crackling vibration around her, bullets fell like rain, and the city wall was suddenly in chaos.

Miss Jun skillfully bent down and leaned against the wall to avoid the attack. From the corner of her eye, she saw that King Huai and King Xian also retreated. In addition to their original guards, the people behind Mr. Gu just now also surrounded them.

Miss Jun wanted to follow immediately, but Mr. Gu stopped her.

"Miss Jun, please go quickly." he said.

"How can we leave now?" Miss Jun said, "If we leave now, what's the difference between that and the emperor?"

"Miss Jun, of course there is a difference." Mr. Gu said anxiously, "Don't act on impulse. No one will notice you if you leave now, and no one will blame you. It is enough for His Highness to do this."

Miss Jun looked at him.

To him, was Jiuqin out to defend the city just for reputation? Was it just for the sake of acting as an emperor?

"Mr. Gu, I thought you were the same person as my teacher...Mr. Zhang," she said.

Mr. Gu also looked at her.

"Ms. Jun, do you think if it was Mr. Zhang, he would be here now?" he said, spreading his hands.

Miss Jun choked.

Master...according to his habit, he would have run away long ago.

"I mean he's so open and bright..." she said.

"My dear Miss Jun, how can you enjoy such a glorious life when you have great power?" Mr. Gu interrupted her again and grabbed her arm. "Let's go. This is enough. Otherwise, it will be too late. Princess Jiuli has also made arrangements."

Miss Jun grabbed his arm with her backhand.

"There is one thing you are wrong about. We do all this not for the sake of imperial power," she said.

"There is one thing you are thinking wrongly. I am not doing this for you to gain imperial power." Mr. Gu said, "Not being afraid of death does not mean you have to die. Death has its meaning, and life has a greater meaning."

Miss Jun looked at him as arrows carrying oil and fire flew across the sky, blending light and darkness in the twilight.

"You are right, but the most important thing is that what Lu Yunqi wants to do is his own business. Don't impose it on Prince Huai," she said.

Whether it was killing the king or supporting the new emperor, that was Lu Yunqi's own wish.

"Prince Huai doesn't need this kind of meaning." She continued, picking up a long sword that had been dropped from the ground and standing up. "It's just jumping from one cage to another. Rather than living like that, I would rather he die like this."

Let me pause here.

"Mr. Gu, you can go by yourself. Don't worry about Jiuli. She won't leave."

After saying this, he turned and ran towards King Xian.

Mr. Gu shook his head behind him.

"It seems that he was not taught well. He is not like him at all." He muttered helplessly, "But it's useless for you to tell me. I am just conveying it. The people of Lu Yunqi don't listen to me."

As soon as he finished speaking, an arrow shot at his hat, and the flaming arrow set his hat on fire instantly.

Mr. Gu threw his hat down.

"It's so scary," he said, but there was not much fear on his face.

There was a bustle and chaos on the city wall, with hot oil and boiling wood pouring down like rain, but it could not stop the Jin soldiers. This time, more Jin soldiers climbed up the city wall than during the day.

Countless strong civilians in the city rushed towards the city wall with fear and determination. They held a variety of weapons in their hands, including long swords and spears given by the officers and soldiers, various farm tools, and some even only held a wooden stick and a broom.

This time we really have to fight to the death. We cannot let the Jin soldiers occupy the city wall at any cost.

The screams of the Jin soldiers outside the city were incessant under the hot oil, wood and stone. Jin soldiers fell from the ladders like rain, but no Jin soldier retreated, because behind them there were teams of Jin soldiers holding bows and crossbows, and if they were found retreating, they would be shot and killed immediately.

This time it was also a fight to the death; we had to capture the city wall no matter what.

The evening glow enveloped the earth, and the entire capital city seemed to be burning.

…

"I don't know what's going on in the capital."

A soldier who was squatting on a city wall suddenly spoke in a low voice.

Another soldier nudged him with his arm and nodded in a certain direction.

The soldier looked and saw a soldier holding a spear and wiping his tears.

"The whole family is in the capital." The soldier explained in a low voice, "It has been more than 20 days. I am afraid that they can't be saved..."

The soldier from before sighed.

"Boss, why don't you say we should go and have a look at the support?" he asked in a low voice.

"How can we go? So many Jin soldiers have gone there in just a few days." The soldier's face turned pale. "We only have so many people here. If we go, won't we just die?"

That's true. The soldier lowered his head and suddenly his feet shook.

They were already very familiar with this vibration, and immediately everyone on the city wall became nervous. They gripped their swords and guns tightly and looked outside. Sure enough, they saw horses rolling towards them in the twilight sky.

Although it was difficult to tell the exact number of people, the orderly marching movement was intimidating.

"Another group of Jin soldiers are coming," a soldier trembled, "and they look even more ferocious than the previous ones."

"The capital city is really doomed now," murmured another soldier.

The capital was finished, so would the Great Zhou Dynasty also be finished? What would they do in the future?

The soldiers on the city wall looked confused and hopeless.

Suddenly someone shouted.

"The Jin soldiers are coming."

These words caused a panic on the city wall. In the past, the Jin soldiers would go straight to the capital when they passed through the border and did not harass them. Could it be that the capital had already become a cyst, so the Jin soldiers were going to attack them?

The anxious sound of clappers rang out, but the next moment a soldier started shouting again.

"It doesn't look like they are Jin soldiers!" he shouted.

The soldier holding the club was stunned for a moment and looked over. There were seven or eight horsemen running towards them in the twilight. They were wearing sharp armor and were well-dressed, with flags behind them.

This armor and this flag on the back are exactly the Zhou soldiers that are very familiar to us.

The soldiers on the city wall were almost in tears. After so many days, they finally saw their comrades.

I don’t know where this garrison on Jingdong Road is located, but they actually dared to leave the city.

"According to the order of Qinghe Bo, Huo Ling has dispatched troops to follow us to aid the capital."

The soldiers and horses below the city shouted loudly as they approached, and at the same time raised their crossbows and shot at the city walls.

The action was so sudden that the soldiers on the city wall were startled. The arrow with something attached had already hit the wooden stake.

The generals at the city gate heard the sound of the gong and ran over.

"What's going on?" they asked nervously.

The soldiers hurriedly took the order off the arrow and repeated the words of the troops at the city gate.

Deploy troops?

Aid the capital?

The generals looked stunned.

Looking at the transfer order in his hand, it was indeed the fire order from Qinghebo.

Once you receive the fire order, you must obey the orders. Anyone who disobeys will be beheaded.

But who cares about whether to chop off the head or not now?

"Come in and talk." The generals looked at each other, walked to the city wall, looked down and spoke loudly.

But the soldiers and horses at the city gate had already turned their horses around and were ready to leave. It was obvious that they had done this many times along the way.

"Where are you from? How many troops do you have?" the generals asked hurriedly.

Hearing this, a man at the city gate turned around and pointed at the flag behind him.

"We, the Qingshan Army." he said loudly.