Half of Xianyang City has been successfully set on fire. With this signal alone, Zhang Wuji and Zhao Linger's plan has been half successful.
The remaining half is the internal and external cooperation.
Zhao Linger said to Zhou Zhiruo, "My dear sister, our business is not over yet before Zhang Wuji's army enters the city. Let's go."
Zhou Zhiruo didn't waste any words. She had already seen what Zhao Linger was doing. Now, Zhou Zhiruo just needed to follow her obediently.
At this moment, Xianyang City was in chaos, and the shouts and cries of killing outside the city resounded throughout the world.
As agreed, Zhang Wuji has begun to attack the city.
When Zhao Linger and others arrived near the city gate, the place had already turned into a sea of fire.
Countless Yuan soldiers were still struggling in pain, and many of them had been burned to death.
"Ha ha ha ha……".
Looking at the scene in front of her, Zhao Linger couldn't help but burst into laughter.
There are some things that Zhao Linger, at her age, cannot possibly experience personally, but the oral traditions passed down by her ancestors make her feel as if she has personally witnessed those hellish scenes.
Zhao Linger's ancestors were the only royal family that escaped the Mongols' pursuit.
The Battle of Yashan was so brutal that year that hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians were killed.
The last of the Song Dynasty's bloodline was completely lost in that battle.
Those who lag behind will be beaten, and those who are weak deserve to be slaughtered. This is the most normal thing. It was like this two thousand years ago, and it will definitely be like this two thousand years later.
Today, Zhao Linger burned down Xianyang. Even if all the Mongols in the city were burned to death, it could not erase what the Mongols did when they invaded the Central Plains.
Zhou Zhiruo, who was standing aside, looked at the almost crazy Zhao Linger and actually felt a little worried, "Could this old woman be crazy?"
Zhou Zhiruo gently patted Zhao Linger's shoulder: "Hey, sister, don't laugh, things are not over yet. If you want to laugh, it's not too late to laugh after Zhang Wuji enters the city."
With Zhou Zhiruo's reminder, Zhao Linger slowly came back to her senses.
She said to Zhou Zhiruo a little embarrassedly: "Sister, I was so happy just now that I lost my mind. Let's go, it's time for us to get down to business."
Zhao Linger pulled out two scimitars from her waist, and Zhou Zhiruo's long sword was also unsheathed.
Han Qi, who was beside them, quickly put two fingers in his mouth and blew a loud whistle. Countless figures gathered around them.
Zhao Linger, holding two swords, shouted loudly: "The time for revenge has come. Zhang Wuji's army is outside the city. As long as we can open the city gate, no Yuan army in the city will survive. Kill them..."
Accompanied by Zhao Linger's roar, countless figures followed her. At this moment, everyone had no way to retreat. Either kill all the Yuan soldiers in the city, or be killed by the Yuan soldiers in the city.
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The fire in the city has blocked all roads leading to this place from the Yuan army camp.
In addition, the city of Xianyang was already in chaos, and all the refugees had begun to flee in all directions.
Such a chaotic scene made it impossible for the Yuan army generals in the city to issue accurate and effective orders. Many people even did not know that Zhang Wuji's army had begun to attack the city.
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Zhao Linger rushed to the front, and every time she swung the two scimitars in her hands, she would take the life of a Mongolian.
The Yuan soldiers guarding near the city gate were already caught off guard by Zhang Wuji, and they were even more caught off guard when they saw Zhao Linger and her group.
"Hurry, hurry, there are sneak attacks in the city, hurry, stop them." Feather arrows came like a swarm of locusts, but Zhao Linger blocked it all with just the two scimitars in her hands.
Zhou Zhiruo had witnessed Zhao Linger's unique skill when they were in Daxing City.
She swung her two swords with all her might, and not even a mosquito could fly past her, let alone a time-feather arrow.
Because Zhang Wuji and his soldiers launched the attack on Xianyang before Zhao Linger and the others.
So at this moment, most of the Yuan soldiers' attention was still on Zhang Wuji outside the city.
In just a moment, Zhao Linger and her group of deadpools tore open a gap.
The city gate was right in front of her. Zhou Zhiruo held the long sword in her hand and concentrated her energy into her dantian. With a delicate shout, she cut off the gate pillar, which was as thick as a human leg, with one sword.
Just like the attack on Daxing, the first one to rush into Xianyang was Zhang Wuji.
Their eyes met, neither of them said a word, but Zhou Zhiruo gave him a sweet smile.
At such a critical moment, Zhang Wuji was already very satisfied to receive a smile from his beloved.
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Zhang Wuji's army had already entered Xianyang. After giving Zhou Zhiruo a reassuring look, he came to Zhao Linger's side.
At this moment, Zhao Linger was enjoying killing with two swords in hand.
But the moment Zhang Wuji stayed beside her, Zhao Linger forgot to swing the scimitar in her hand.
"Sir, now you're here, I, I miss you so much."
Zhang Wuji felt somewhat helpless, and thought to himself, "Didn't we just meet at this time yesterday?"
Although he thought so in his heart, Zhang Wuji had to say: "Miss Zhao, I miss you too."
Zhang Wuji's words were not completely insincere. After all, after the kiss yesterday, Zhang Wuji had decided on Zhao Linger from the bottom of his heart.
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