Chapter 477 The eldest princess climbed up the city wall. Was she facing the same dilemma as her?
Lieutenant General Wang on the tower was greatly encouraged upon seeing this. He roared, "Brothers! Reinforcements have arrived! Follow me to defeat the Yan Gou!"
Under attack from both inside and outside, the Northern Yan army was in a panic and its offensive was temporarily curbed. After leaving a field of corpses, it sounded the retreat.
The city wall got a temporary respite, and cheers of survival erupted from the top of the city walls.
But Chu Ruohan's expression remained solemn as she looked at the equally heavy casualties among her own soldiers and the shocking damage on the city walls.
After a brief rest, the Northern Yan army launched a more fierce general attack at dawn the next day.
Countless huge siege vehicles, battering rams, and ladders were pushed to the front line, and the dark enemy troops swarmed towards the city from all directions like a swarm of ants.
The sound of war drums is like thunder, and the cry of killing shakes the sky.
Chu Ruohan stood on the city wall, the cold wind blowing her hair. Looking at the enemy below, her hands unconsciously clenched into fists.
Having lived two lives, she never imagined that one day she would go to the battlefield and shoulder the responsibility of the survival of a city.
She suddenly thought of Princess Anyang.
When the princess, who was so precious and famous throughout the world, was forced to climb onto the city wall to command the battle and resist foreign aggression, did she also face a similar desperate situation as she is now?
But even in such a difficult situation, Princess Anyang never backed down.
Chu Ruohan turned slowly and glanced at the nine shadow guards behind her.
She bowed deeply to the nine men and said, "Everyone, over twenty years ago, you were here, defending this city. Your glorious military exploits earned you fame throughout the world."
"Now, Jun Ze is far away in the capital suppressing a rebellion. Northern Yan has ambitious plans to take advantage of Pingzhou's emptiness, seize our city, and massacre our people."
"The safety of Wengcheng City is once again in the hands of you!"
The nine shadow guards knelt on one knee in unison, "Madam, rest assured, we will not disgrace the name of the Princess!"
The war drums sound!
Yingyi took down a rolled-up flag from behind him and suddenly unfolded it!
It was a pure black flag with no words on it, only a phoenix with its wings spread out, ready to fly, embroidered with gold thread.
Phoenix Flag! Princess Anyang's shadow guard flag!
In the Northern Yan army, the pupils of some older veterans suddenly contracted when they saw the black phoenix flag.
"It's...it's the Phoenix Flag! It's Anyang's Shadow Guards! They...they've appeared again!"
Twenty years ago, the Phoenix Shadow Guard, which was as powerful as a ghost and defeated the larger force with fewer troops, left the Northern Yan Army with too painful memories.
The fear that penetrated deep into their bones still frightened some veterans even after twenty years, and a slight, imperceptible disorder appeared in their formation involuntarily.
"What are you panicking about? You're a bunch of rubbish!" A Northern Yan general saw this and shouted, wielding his sword to kill several soldiers who tried to retreat, forcing the position to stabilize. "Things are different now! Charge! After we take the city, leave no one alive!"
Chu Ruohan just watched as nine shadow guards under the Phoenix flag suddenly jumped down from the city wall that was dozens of feet high like arrows!
They were agile and landed silently, then rushed into the dense Northern Yan army formation below like nine black lightning bolts!
This was the first time Chu Ruohan witnessed the true strength of the Shadow Guard.
That's not just ordinary martial arts prowess; it's a skill honed purely for killing!
The nine of them worked in perfect harmony, their weapons flashing with cold light, and screams rang out wherever they passed.
Just like a butcher's knife, it tore open bloody gashes!
The Northern Yan army's siege formation was thrown into chaos by just nine people!
Song Ruyan stood beside Chu Ruohan, but frowned tightly and whispered, "Young Madam, that's not right."
Allen Chu's heart tightened: "What's wrong?"
Song Ruyan stared at the figures of the Shadow Guards below the city. "There were originally ten of them. When they joined forces to kill the enemy, they even had their own formation. Now that one is missing, the formation has a flaw, and its power... has also been reduced."
Chu Ruohan cast her gaze towards the city below. As expected, although the shadow guards were extremely brave, they were surrounded by the enemy and occasionally seemed to be struggling due to the tiny gaps in the formation.
"Can you make up for it?" Chu Ruohan asked.
She knew that although Song Ruyan's martial arts skills were not as good as Shadow Guard's, they were far superior to those of ordinary masters.
Song Ruyan shook her head, a trace of helplessness on her face: "Their formation is extremely profound. It was taught by the eldest princess herself. Outsiders simply cannot understand it."
"If I join in rashly, I'm afraid it will only disrupt their rhythm and hold them back."
Under the city, after the initial panic, the Northern Yan army began to reorganize, relying on their large numbers, and tried to encircle and annihilate the nine evil spirits.
Although the shadow guards were still brave, they were too few in number and gradually fell into a difficult battle.
Seeing this, Chu Ruohan made a quick decision: "Sound the horn! Order the shadow guards to retreat!"
These are the elite troops left behind by Princess Anyang. They are Gu Junze’s right-hand men. There must be no mistakes here!
A sharp horn sounded, and the shadow guards retreated back to the city wall, and quickly returned to the city wall with the help of the ropes thrown by the defenders.
After a bloody battle, all nine people were covered in blood to varying degrees, but fortunately, no one was seriously injured.
Although this battle failed to completely repel the Northern Yan army, it did greatly undermine their arrogance.
Moreover, in their hearts, the shadow of the shadow guard was buried again.
Chu Ruohan ordered: "Close the city gates tightly! All troops, defend firmly! Wait for reinforcements from the capital!"
She knew that what was coming would be an even more brutal war of attrition.
But as long as we hold on, there is hope.
Capital
Gu Junze held a spear in his hand, and a drop of blood slid down the blade and sank into the crevice of the stone.
Not far from his feet, Zhao Chengyu's head was wide open with his eyes, his face frozen with the madness and unwillingness before death.
Zhao Yunci walked to Gu Junze and looked at the headless corpse with complicated eyes.
"It's finally over."
All of King Zhou's ghost soldiers were captured, but the entire capital was a sea of blood and corpses. The Eastern Jin Dynasty paid a huge price for King Zhou's wolfish ambitions.
Zhao Yunci breathed a sigh of relief, but the heaviness between her brows did not dissipate: "After this battle, the vitality has been greatly damaged. The people are innocent."
He looked at the corpses scattered inside and outside the palace, his eyes filled with sorrow.
Above the imperial power, behind this victory are piles of bones.
A burst of rapid horse hoofbeats came from far away and the messenger almost fell off his horse.
He dismounted, staggered a few steps, and shouted hoarsely, "Report! Urgent military information! Urgent report from Pingzhou!"
Upon hearing this, Gu Junze's heart sank. He strode forward and took the military report from the messenger.
The messenger panted, "General... Northern Yan... The Northern Yan army took advantage of the fact that our main force from Pingzhou was rushing to support the capital and suddenly launched an attack, fiercely attacking the three towns of Yumen, Jinchang, and Wuwei... Wengcheng is in imminent danger!"
Gu Junze's hand trembled slightly as he opened the letter. The content of the letter was exactly the same as what the messenger said.
Chu Ruohan! His Han'er is still in Pingzhou!
He did not stop for a moment, not even taking off his bloodstained armor, and led his battle-hardened troops, who had just emerged from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood,
He rode his horse at full speed towards Wengcheng. Behind him was the devastated capital, and in front of him was the border where war was raging.
Zhao Yunci watched Gu Junze's army retreating into the distance. Her young face was filled with a calmness that was inconsistent with her age.
"Pass on my order," he turned to the eunuch beside him, "comfort the people in the city, treat the wounded, inventory the treasury, and reorganize the imperial guards. The Eastern Jin Dynasty will never fall!"
The wind blew through the imperial city, carrying the smell of blood.
As Gu Junze walked away, he had only one thought in his mind: Han'er, wait for me!
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