Xuan Tianming had no time to rescue her. She was too far away and falling too fast. Even if he used all his Qinggong skills, he could not guarantee that he could save her. Moreover, with two armies facing each other, how could he, as the commander, rush to the other side's defense alone?
During this moment of hesitation, Fu Ya had already fallen most of the way down from the city wall. Her screams came with the wind, so shrill that it made people tremble.
Everyone's eyes were focused on that place, including Feng Yuheng, who had even reflexively rushed out of the snowdrift to rescue people. However, at this moment, a figure rushed out from the side of the city wall as fast as lightning and rushed towards Fu Ya.
One was falling, the other was rescuing, the two were like they were in a race, seeing that the corner of Fu Ya's clothes had already touched the snow, the man's hand finally reached under the other's body, with his arms stretched out, holding the person steadily.
Feng Yuheng breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately frowned again. Banzou? Didn't he go to save King Lian? Why did he appear here?
The one who saved the life was Ban Zou. At this moment, he was holding Fu Ya and looking at the girl in his arms with curiosity. They looked alike, really alike! He had only heard Feng Yuheng say that there was a girl who looked a bit like her, and she entered the Fantasy Pavilion under that girl's name. But he never thought that the two of them would look so similar. The girl in front of him looked 90% alike, except that she didn't have Feng Yuheng's proud and determined face.
"Who are you?" Fu Ya woke up from her shock. She was really surprised that she could be rescued at the critical moment. What's more, the man in front of her was dressed in black. Although his appearance was not extraordinary, there was a cold light in his eyes, which was frightening at a glance.
"My master asked me to save you." Ban Zou looked away, unwilling to say more, and only added: "It's the girl who looks very similar to you." After saying that, he carried the person and walked towards Xuan Tianming's army.
Under Xuan Tianming's command, the army had already rushed straight towards the city gate. Archers on the city wall also drew their bows and shot arrows, which rained down like rain on the soldiers who rushed forward. Some of them were unable to dodge and were injured by the arrows, but fortunately, no one of their own fell.
Qian Ya tightly hugged Ban Zou's neck. She was still in a state of panic after being pushed down from the city wall. The flashes of swords and sabers on the battlefield came again, and the woman who had never seen such a scene was so frightened that she dared not breathe. But Ban Zou's body movements were extremely fast, and he could safely avoid the rain of arrows. The arm that supported her was also inexplicably stable and strong. That kind of strength was transmitted to her heart, and gradually, Fu Ya became bolder and dared to open her eyes to look up at the square city wall.
But as soon as she took this look, her eyes were filled with hatred again. The scenes of her parents being forced to death by Duanmu Anguo kept flashing in her mind over and over again. A fishy and sweet taste surged up her throat from her chest, a trace of blood oozed out from the corner of her mouth, and she fainted immediately.
Feng Yuheng also came over at this time. Xuan Tianming flew up and grabbed him, and at the same time ordered the entire army: "Leave no one alive on the city defense!"
The sound of the soldiers charging and killing shook the sky. Feng Yuheng held Fu Ya's wrist, then took a heart-protecting pill from the space and stuffed it into her mouth, saying loudly, "She is fine. Ban Zou, where is King Lian?"
Ban Zou shook his head: "I can't catch up. Duanmu Anguo's army has blocked that road. I can't get through."
Feng Yuheng was slightly startled, but she couldn't care too much at the moment. She ordered her men to protect Fu Ya and was about to rush forward with the soldiers to fight. However, Xuan Tianming grabbed her hand and said with a sullen face, "Stay by my side obediently. If you run around again, I'll break your legs."
Ban Zou agreed with this very much: "Yes, both legs must be broken." This daughter-in-law is really difficult to manage.
“But…” Xuan Tianming changed the subject and said, “Burning down the Dutong Mansion is really a great honor for me.”
If Duanmu Cong's death made the Northern Border soldiers leaderless and in chaos, then Feng Yuheng's return was like a shot of adrenaline for the Dashun soldiers. Especially for those Northwest garrisons who had never seen Feng Yuheng's abilities, Feng Yuheng's magical sound transmission skills and the strange means of causing Duanmu Anguo's bizarre death all left a deep impression on people.
The divine archers gradually gathered around Xuan Tianming and Feng Yuheng, forming a tight encirclement around them. Because Xuan Tianming had ordered that no one on the city wall should be left alive, more than 200 divine archers put multiple sharp arrows on their bows and began to shoot at the top of the city wall. The divine archers would never miss a target, and if they shot three arrows from one bow, they would hit three people.
Seeing people falling from the city wall one by one, falling to the ice and snow below, with their limbs and flesh broken, Feng Yuheng turned away and didn't want to watch anymore. She had been to the battlefields of third world countries to participate in rescuing the wounded. Wars with modern weapons were definitely much more cruel than those with cold weapons in ancient times, but for some reason, she still felt that even with rain of bullets and artillery fire, it was not as shocking as it was now.
This is the fundamental difference between other people’s wars and your own war.
In fact, this battle did not last long. Before the Dashun soldiers had even hit the city gate three times with wooden pillars, someone inside the city gate had already opened it and welcomed the Dashun soldiers into the city.
Bai Ze said as he fought: "Those on the city wall are all elite soldiers raised by Duanmu An. They only recognize Duanmu Anguo, not Dashun. Kill them and that's it. But the soldiers in the city below are all raised by Dashun. They can open the city gates, which means they have a conscience."
As soon as the city gate opened, the Dashun soldiers rushed in like a spring, and the originally crowded crowd was immediately divided into two. Under the orderly charge of the Northwest Army, the soldiers of the Northern Border gave up resistance, dropped their weapons and squatted in the snow.
Starting from the city gate, a wide road was divided by the soldiers. Xuan Tianming and Feng Yuheng rode on two horses respectively, followed by Bai Ze, Ban Zou, the soldiers of the Shenji Camp and tens of thousands of Northwest troops.
Xuan Tianming held the tiger talisman in his right hand and raised his right hand. The tiger talisman was clasped in his palm. As he walked past, everyone could see it clearly.
"I am the ninth prince of the Dashun Dynasty, the Imperial Prince Xuan Tianming appointed by His Majesty. Today, I am following the Emperor's order and holding the Tiger Talisman to take back all the troops in the northern border from the traitor Duanmu Anguo. All the generals, listen to my orders, lay down your weapons and do not resist. I will still regard you as my Dashun people! I will still regard you as the passionate sons and daughters who defend my country for Dashun. Of course, if there are those who always think that they are of the blood of Qianzhou and are dissatisfied because this land belongs to Dashun, you can rush up! I will give you a chance to fight for Qianzhou, and promise that after you die in battle, I will send your bones back to Qianzhou and to the king of Qianzhou. Let's see if your king recognizes you as his people and is willing to bury your bones within the territory of Qianzhou!"
The army's entry into the city would mean the defenders' defeat. The soldiers dared not say another word under Xuan Tianming's majesty and intimidation, but the people of Guanzhou City, although they hid in their homes and dared not show their faces or make a sound, behind their honest and calm appearance, there were still some people who were unwilling to give in.
Duanmu Anguo surrendered to the Qian Zhou regime, and played the family card with the people of the three northern provinces. He talked about blood being thicker than water, about the hatred of a century of national division, and about the pain of relatives who had been separated for many years and could not see each other, and their descendants who did not recognize each other.
In order to allow the Northern Territory to return to Qianzhou smoothly and to make the people accept this result, Duanmu Anguo began planning this event many years ago. Over the years, he has been subtly infiltrating this trump card of family affection into the people, just like brainwashing, making those who obviously have no feelings for Qianzhou begin to yearn for it.
Bai Ze quietly told Feng Yuheng: "What bloodline? If it was a few decades ago, I'm afraid there would still be such a thing. Now it has been more than a hundred years since the Northern Territory was annexed by Dashun. How much Qianzhou bloodline do they have left? What memory do they have of Qianzhou? At most, the older generation told some stories. Duanmu Anguo's grandson is very knowledgeable in controlling people's hearts. I really don't know what method he used."
Feng Yuheng analyzed that this was probably the embryonic form of psychology, and Duanmu Anguo was indeed very skilled in this regard.
Xuan Tianming's army marched into the city without any further obstruction. The soldiers began to clean up the bodies in an orderly manner along the way. When Xuan Tianming arrived at the gate of the prefectural government of Guanzhou, Qian Li reported that three enemies were killed in this attack, two of whom were captured alive by the generals. The wounded had been gathered together and would be treated together when the military doctors entered the city.
Xuan Tianming had no objection to this. He just told Qian Li: "Keep Duanmu Cong's body safe. I still need it." After saying that, he got off the horse, took Feng Yuheng with him and walked towards the prefectural government.
The prefect's mansion was very quiet, not many people were there, but there was no chaos either. It should not be the depression caused by the unrest in the city. Xuan Tianming and his companions walked all the way to the court, but saw an old man kneeling silently at the door of the court, holding a book in his hand. When he heard the footsteps, he quickly raised his head and stared at Xuan Tianming.
Bai Ze stepped forward first and asked the old man, "Who is kneeling in front?"
The old man did not answer him, but just stared at Xuan Tianming for a long while before he asked, "Excuse me, are you the Ninth Prince of Dashun?"
Xuan Tianming nodded, "That's right, my lord. Are you from this prefectural government?"
The old man was obviously relieved, and said to himself, "Yes, the Ninth Prince is wearing purple clothes and a golden mask, and Princess Ji'an has not yet reached the age of marriage. Yes, it is you." After that, he kowtowed to Xuan Tianming, "I have finally waited for you, Your Highness, and I have lived up to the instructions of the prefect before he left." As he spoke, he raised the book in his hand above his head and said, "I am an aide to this prefecture. The prefect of Guanzhou, Zhao Tianqi, went to Songzhou to celebrate the birthday of Dudu Tong Duanmu in 2014. Before leaving, he dismissed all the servants and servants in the mansion, leaving only me here waiting. This book was left by Lord Zhao. He ordered that this thing can only be given to three people, namely the Ninth Prince and the Seventh Prince of Dashun, and Princess Ji'an." The Divine Doctor's Daughter
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