Chapter 151

"Feng Yu!"

Chu Changping watched the eldest princess fall from the tower, and urged his horse to try to get closer to the city gate.

But all he saw were the Xinyang King's army. When he killed one, another swarm came up, huddled together like ants, and he couldn't move forward at all.

A soldier of the Xinyang King stabbed the warhorse Chu Changping was sitting on with a spear. The warhorse cried out in pain. Chu Changping bent down and cut off the spear with a knife, and then killed the soldier with a backhand. The warhorse took two steps forward in the sea of ​​people, and its legs were cut off. It fell to the ground crying in pain.

Chu Changping fell off his horse. Countless spears were thrust at him. He quickly took advantage of the situation and rolled several times before avoiding the spears. Finally, he picked up a fallen spear and used it to prop himself up. He flew into the air and stomped on the chests of several soldiers who had surrounded him. His strength was enough to break stones. Several soldiers covered their chests and screamed.

The thousand cavalrymen he brought were completely scattered. He looked around and could not see any of his own people. He had such a hard time dealing with the human wave tactics of the Xinyang King's army. It was not difficult to imagine how the other soldiers who followed him were doing now.

Chu Changping could not distract himself to think about these things, nor did he dare to think about them - maybe they were all dead.

The sounds of fighting were clearly right next to his ears, but he felt a little dazed at the distance. There were only countless spears and sharp blades constantly approaching him. Chu Changping's hands were numb from the pain of swinging the sword repeatedly.

The King of Xinyang stood on the tower, looking at the trapped Chu Changping, and said with a somewhat crazy smile: "Catch him alive for me!"

A soldier took advantage of Chu Changping's fatigue and seized the opportunity to pierce his shoulder blade with a spear. Chu Changping groaned, broke the spear with one hand, and killed the soldier with a sword.

Warm blood sprayed all over his face, and some even splashed into his eyes. With the scorching sun above his head and pain in his eyes, Chu Changping felt that everything around him was almost covered with a layer of hazy blood.

Just when he thought he might die today, the ground suddenly shook, and there was a sound in the distance, approaching slowly like thunder.

Prince Xinyang stood on the tower, with a wide view. He looked up and saw smoke and dust rolling in the distance, yellow sand filling the sky. At first glance, it seemed like a flood was rushing towards this side.

But soon everyone realized that it was not a flood, but the reinforcements of the Chu family!

In the dust and sand raised by the horses' hooves, the red flag with black characters on it echoed in the wind.

Chu Chengmao led the way, drew his sword and pointed directly at the south gate: "Kill!"

"Kill!"

The shouts of thousands of troops echoed like clouds. The thousands of cavalrymen in the front had a crushing advantage over the infantry of Prince Xinyang.

They maintained their formation and charged, like a sharp spike, tearing open the formation of Prince Xinyang's army. The infantry that followed was like a torrent, constantly squeezing into the gap and tearing it bigger and bigger.

In order to capture the city gate, Prince Xinyang's army fought hard for many days, and from this morning until now, they have been fighting with their lives, and they are already exhausted. The Yuzhou army's offensive is fierce, and with cavalry in the front, Prince Xinyang's army can't resist at all.

In a moment, the victory or defeat on the battlefield was clear.

The Prince of Xinyang was extremely anxious. He slapped the bricks on the city wall and shouted: "Kill Chu Changping,

sound the gong to withdraw the troops!" The people below hurriedly struck the gongs. As soon as the gongs sounded, the Prince of Xinyang's army, which had been beaten back step by step, almost fled in panic, swarming towards the city gate. Those who didn't have time to enter the city were chopped down by the Yuzhou army that caught up with them.

Chu Changping was exhausted and could only stand firmly by leaning on his spears. The soldiers who came to kill him on the orders of the Prince of Xinyang seemed to see that he was at the end of his strength. They looked at each other, and while constantly shrinking the encirclement, they shouted and were about to use their weapons to attack Chu Changping.

"Father!"

At the critical moment, Chu Chengmao and his men finally arrived here. He directly drove his horse to knock away several people, and the cavalrymen following him quickly took their lives. When

the reinforcements arrived, Chu Changping's tight string finally loosened, and he half-knelt down, holding the spear with all his strength.

Chu Chengmao quickly turned over and dismounted to help him. The spear was still stuck in Chu Changping's shoulder blade. The blood gushing out of the wound had already dyed his robe under his armor red. Chu Chengmao held Chu Changping's elbow and felt that the places he touched were all covered in blood. For a moment, his heart ached: "Father, are you injured anywhere else?"

Chu Changping shook his head, and stood up again with Chu Chengmao's support. He looked back in the direction where the eldest princess fell from the building, and said in a dry voice: "Princess Jingguo sacrificed her life for her country. She was as brave and courageous as any man. She should be buried with honors worthy of a princess."

The battle soon came to an end. Seeing that there were still countless soldiers trying to enter the city and the gate could not be closed, the Yuzhou Army led by Chu Chengmao was holding on tightly. In a hurry, Prince Xinyang made an absurd decision: "Ignore those who have not entered the city, close the city gate!"

There were still thousands of soldiers blocking the city. Prince Xinyang's move was nothing more than abandoning them.

Seeing that the city gate was being pushed and closed slowly from the inside, the soldiers who had not entered the city were desperately trying to squeeze in. The city gate could not be closed, and the people on the city tower began to shoot arrows down. All the soldiers squeezed in front were Prince Xinyang's own soldiers, and they died in an instant.

The remaining soldiers did not dare to move forward in the rain of arrows, but they were filled with despair as the Yuzhou army was watching them from behind.

The soldiers who had finally squeezed to the gate of the city saw their comrades who had fought side by side with them die tragically under the arrows of their own people, and they felt very cold in their hearts.

Chu Chengmao shouted: "The King of Xinyang has abandoned your lives. If you surrender now, we will not hold you accountable!"

His loud-voiced deputy general hurriedly shouted: "Listen, all the soldiers under the King of Xinyang, rather than waiting to die under the city tower, if you surrender now, the Chu army will not hold you accountable for your past!" As

soon as this voice came out, it undoubtedly caused an uproar.

Many soldiers died under the arrows shot by the Prince of Xinyang himself. They followed the Prince

of Xinyang through life and death, but in the end they were just poor insects abandoned. Rather than waiting to die under the city tower, it was better to surrender to the Chu army. For a while, almost all the soldiers under the Prince of Xinyang at the city gate rebelled.

The soldiers who squeezed to the city gate directly drew their swords against their former comrades. When the soldiers inside saw that things were not going well, some died, some surrendered, and some fled. The city gate was in complete chaos.

The Chu army took advantage of the chaos and approached the city gate. Many soldiers who wanted to surrender saw that the situation was hopeless and were afraid that the Chu army would kill them by mistake, so they took off their uniforms with the Xinyang prince's army emblem and threw away their weapons.

Seeing that the Chu army had also entered the city and his own soldiers surrendered in large numbers, the Xinyang prince was anxious and his adviser hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, as long as you have the green mountains, you will not be afraid of running out of firewood. For now, let's retreat first!"

The newly conquered capital was handed over to others like this. The Xinyang prince was furious, but he had no other choice but to whip the military advisor: "You idiot, how did you arrange the battle array?"

The military advisor covered his face, which was covered with blood, and dared not say a word. Prince Xinyang hurried down the tower and gave an order unwillingly: "Leave two thousand people to block the city gate for me, and the rest of you follow me into the palace to rob gold, silver and jewels! After robbing, withdraw from the north gate!"

Prince Xinyang led his direct troops to burn and loot all the way to the palace.

If they encountered the imperial guards who blocked them or the ministers who led their own guards to resist, they were shot to death with random arrows.

After Minister Jiang was taken out of the prison by the former dynasty's old subordinates, he learned that Jiang Yanxi went to the south gate. He was anxious and chased to the south gate directly, wanting to take Jiang Yanxi away.

But after the Xinyang King's army arrived in the capital, they broke into houses and robbed valuables. Many people fled. Minister Jiang wanted to go to the South Gate, but it was difficult to go against the crowd.

An old woman was knocked down by a boy who ran by, and the things in her bag were scattered all over the ground. The old woman cursed "God damn it" while hunching over to pick up things.

Seeing this, Minister Jiang went forward to help the old woman pick up the things on the ground, and helped her stand up: "Old man, be careful."

"Thank you, Master." Seeing that Minister Jiang was well-dressed, the old woman thanked him repeatedly and could not help but advise him, "The city has been broken and the emperor is dead. Don't take your property in the south of the city. What's the difference between the soldiers under Prince Xinyang and bandits? Don't lose your life for money!"

Even though he knew that the court had already lost the battle, Minister Jiang still found it hard to believe when he heard from others that Feng Shiyan was dead. He asked, "The emperor... is gone?"

The old woman sighed and shook her head repeatedly, "It is said that he was shot like a sieve by arrows. I don't know which palace the queen was from, but she ran to the city gate and was shot to death by the rebels."

After a few words, the blood in Minister Jiang's body almost cooled down.

At this critical moment, who else could it be except Jiang Yanxi who ran to the South Gate to look for Feng Shiyan?

The old woman said something regretfully, but Minister Jiang didn't want to listen. He staggered to the South Gate to look for her, hoping that Jiang Yanxi might still be alive.

The further south he went, the more devastated he saw. Every household had soldiers entering the house to snatch valuable items. The people who resisted were hacked to death. The young girl in her prime ran out of the room screaming in dishevel, and was dragged into the house by the soldiers behind her with a grin...

Seeing this, Minister Jiang felt heartbroken. At this moment, he couldn't even imagine what Jiang Yanxi would be like if she were still alive.

Perhaps it was empathy that made him shout, "Stop!"

The interrupted soldier looked at Shangshu Jiang with disdain, his eyes fixed on his silk jacket, "Your clothes are nice, take them off and let me wear them!"

Shangshu Jiang took off his jacket and handed it to the soldier, "Here's your clothes, let go of the girl."

The soldier kicked Shangshu so hard that he couldn't get up, and sneered, "Why are you meddling in other people's business, old man?"

Before the soldier could enter the house, a team of cavalry soon came riding up in front, with the young general in the lead cursing. He grinned, "Retreat! The Chu army is coming!"

Most of the soldiers who took the treasures hid here and there like rats crossing the street. When the lustful soldier was dragged away by his companions, he shook off his companion's hand and said, "If you want to leave, go ahead. When the Chu army comes, I will surrender to them!"

The young girl whose hair was grabbed by the soldier had tears on her face. She seemed to have made up her mind at the last moment. She bit the soldier's hand and directly bit off the soldier's little finger.

The soldier's face was twisted in pain. He threw all his desires behind him and punched and kicked the girl: "You stinky bitch, you dare to bite me?"

The girl was hit so hard that she bent her body. He tried to kick her, but before he could kick her, he was strangled by a long whip and flew away. He fell heavily on the street, broke two front teeth, and his face was covered with blood.

Yang Zheng went to Beijing with Chu Chengmao to support. Chu Chengmao led the army to pursue Prince Xinyang, and she was responsible for cleaning up the remaining soldiers of Prince Xinyang in the capital.

She saw the shirtless soldier beating a woman in the street on horseback and immediately taught him a lesson.

The soldier was so painful that his whole body was convulsed. Just as he climbed up with his hands and feet, Yang Zheng whipped him with the second whip. A bloody mark instantly appeared on his back, showing how fierce the force was. The soldier

was beaten and begged for mercy: "I surrender! I surrender! You said that you will not hold me accountable after I surrender!"

Yang Zheng whipped him with the third whip without mercy, causing the soldier to spit blood and fall to the ground. She looked at the soldier with deep disgust in her eyes: "If you have not oppressed and plundered the people's property after entering the city, you will be forgiven. You are a scum, you are not worthy of being a human being!"

After the last sentence, Yang Zheng gave the guard a look, and the guard stepped forward and killed the soldier with a knife.

Yang Zheng dismounted, took off his white cape from behind his armor and wrapped it around the woman, saying to the crowd: "Don't worry, everyone. Our Yuzhou Army is of the same lineage as the King of Liaoning. We came to Beijing this time only to conquer the King of Xinyang. We will never bully men and women or rob them of their finances!"

Having just experienced the looting by the King of Xinyang's army, the people in the city were like frightened birds. Even if Yang Zheng said this, the people still clearly didn't believe it.

Yang Zheng had no choice but to try his best to restrain his soldiers and let the people in the capital see the difference between them and the King of Xinyang's army.

There were other frightened people in the city who needed to be comforted, so Yang Zheng didn't stay here for too long.

After she left, the rescued woman was very grateful to Minister Jiang. After all, if Minister Jiang hadn't stopped the soldier to delay time, she might not have been able to make it to Yang Zheng.

Minister Jiang was worried about Jiang Yanxi's safety. He briefly said a few words to the woman and continued to look for Jiang Yanxi at the south city gate.

When he turned around and found Chu Yangui at the opposite corner of the street, the father and son looked at each other from a distance, unexpectedly speechless.

Chu Yangui was sitting in a wheelchair, with Chu Zhong standing behind him. Chu Yangui looked at Minister Jiang, with undisguised sarcasm and coldness in his eyes.

Minister Jiang's feet seemed to be nailed by nails, and he could no longer move. Instead, Chu Zhong pushed Chu Yangui slowly forward.

Chu Yangui's fingertips while twisting the string of Buddhist beads turned green and white because of the force. He sarcastically said: "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have known that Jiang Shangshu was actually a good man. You would always say something to stop a woman you didn't know before who was being bullied. When your daughter was sent to the military camp by the Dog Emperor, why didn't you ask for mercy for her?"

Jiang Shangshu's eyes were filled with vicissitudes of life: "I know you are still complaining about your father..."

"Father? What kind of father are you?" Chu Yangui interrupted him, his eyes full of hatred, but his tone was full of sarcasm: "I forgot to tell you, my elder sister and I are surnamed Chu, and we have nothing to do with your Jiang family anymore."

Minister Jiang closed his eyes and said: "Your words and deeds were absurd back then, and you were so young that you were spoiled by your mother and didn't know how to behave. She came up with such a vicious plan to harm Xier, and it was the emperor who wanted to punish her. How dare I risk the Jiang family to plead for her?"

After hearing this, Chu Yangui laughed mockingly, but the hatred in his heart was spreading like vines: "Jiang Jing'an, when you adopted the remnant of the previous royal family as your own daughter and secretly raised her in the Jiang family, how dare you gamble with the Jiang family?"

Minister Jiang was speechless.

Chu Yangui's eyes were bloodshot because of his extreme hatred and anger: "You treated my mother badly for more than ten years for a worthless 'concubine'! For your so-called daughter, you ignored my elder sister's life and death!"

He pointed at his legs and asked Minister Jiang with a sneer: "My legs were broken because I punished your 'precious daughter' to kneel down and apologize to my elder sister?"

"Jiang Jing'an, you can be so compassionate to outsiders, but have you ever felt guilty towards my mother and elder sister?"

Facing his son's questioning, Minister Jiang felt bitter.

Ever since Queen Li entered the palace, his heart was dead. It was not his intention to marry Madam Jiang. It was just a marriage arranged by his parents.

Madam Jiang was only pretty, and she only knew how to apply makeup and had no knowledge of poetry. When he was with Madam Jiang, they often had nothing to say to each other.

After Madam Jiang gave birth to Jiang Yanyi and his sister, he felt that he had tarnished his feelings for Queen Li. The existence of the siblings reminded Minister Jiang that he had betrayed his feelings for Queen Li.

He felt ashamed when he saw Jiang Yanyi and his sister. Over time, he treated them coldly, and on the contrary, he treated Jiang Yanxi twice as well, and compensated for his guilt towards Queen Li on Jiang Yanxi. Unexpectedly,

he used this method to seek peace of mind, but it made Madam Jiang and the two children more and more extreme, and they all regarded Jiang Yanxi as a thorn in their eyes.

Minister Jiang sighed and said in a somewhat painful tone, "It's my father's fault."

He blamed himself for being too noble. Madam Jiang was also extremely beautiful when she was young, so she was spoiled by her parents and brothers. At that time, he was unwilling to admit that he had been attracted to a beautiful woman who had no knowledge of literature and only had a good appearance. In order to defend his feelings for Queen Li, he kept using the excuse that Madam Jiang was vulgar and didn't know poetry to paralyze himself.

After Madam Jiang passed away, he thought of Madam Jiang's goodness more than once in his dreams at midnight.

But in this life, he let go of his obsession too late. When he really wanted to look back, he found that everything had changed and he couldn't go back.

His throat moved, and he looked at Chu Yangui and said in a somewhat dry tone: "Whether you believe it or not, your father only hopes that you three children will be fine in the future."

Chu Yangui sneered, his voice full of malice: "Don't worry, Minister Jiang, my sister and I will be fine. As for your 'precious daughter', my mother died from the random arrows of the imperial guards when she was out of the city, and now she has also been shot to death by the random arrows of the rebels. Tell me, is this retribution?" Minister Jiang

staggered visibly, his face turned pale. His previous guess was one thing, and now hearing it with his own ears is another.

He carefully discerned Chu Yangui's expression, trying to see from his face that this was just a joke he wanted to stimulate himself.

But the joyful expression on Chu Yangui's face showed no sign of fraud. He twisted the beads in one hand and looked at him with a smile on his face: "I have never hated Jiang Yanxi so much before. Ever since I learned that she is not even a concubine and has a daughter. She just lost her life as a remnant of the previous dynasty and made my mother and sister suffer for so many years. I wish she and the Dog Emperor would go to hell!"

"Do you want to collect the body of your precious daughter? Then you have to go to the south city gate to look for it quickly. Several soldiers and horses have entered the city. I'm afraid they will have been trampled to pulp by the horse's hooves." Chu Yangui laughed in a low voice.

Jiang Shangshu collapsed and collapsed on the ground, pulling his hair hard, as if he wanted to cry out in grief, but he couldn't make any sound when he opened his mouth.

After a long while, he banged his head heavily on the ground, sobbing.

The child he had raised for more than a decade ended up with such a tragic ending. The two children who had tried to save the relationship after repentance now regarded him as an enemy.

And it came to this point, in large part because of his injustice to the children in the past. After

recognizing this fact, Shangshu Jiang was trembling with fear. In the past ten years, he had always blamed others for the discord between the children. Now he realized that the biggest fault was his own!

His forehead was broken and bleeding, and his hair, which had been tied up, was all torn because he had just grabbed his hair like a madman, and it fell down in a mess, looking very messy.

He cried and laughed, his eyes were lifeless, and he even drooled from the corners of his mouth.

Chu Yangui just sat in a wheelchair three steps away from him and looked at him coldly.

Chu Zhong looked at Jiang Shangshu's abnormality and said hesitantly, "Is Jiang Shangshu... crazy?"

People who were originally in a hurry passing by couldn't help but look at Jiang Shangshu a few more times when they saw him like this.

Chu Yangui said coldly, "Jiang Jing'an, why are you pretending to be crazy?"

Jiang Shangshu raised his head and drooled at Chu Yangui while grinning foolishly, "Child...child..."

He stood up and made a gesture to come over.

Chu Yangui directly pulled out the soft sword that was placed on the wheelchair: "Get out!"

Jiang Shangshu was obviously afraid of swords and did not dare to go further. He turned around and walked crazily on the street. He saw half-year-old boys or 28-year-old girls chasing after others and shouting: "Child... child..."

Others just thought he was a madman and avoided him. If he met someone more powerful, they might even give him a punch, kick or stick.

Chu Yangui had been watching Jiang Shangshu frantically chasing people all over the street to call their children. For a moment, the ends of his eyes were faintly red, and he twisted the beads in his hands. Finally, he only told Chu Zhong: "Go back."