"Boom!" A big hole was finally opened in the city gate. Yang Pan returned to his troops outside the city and looked eagerly at the doorway that looked like a mouth of an abyss in the dark night. "Quick! Continue!"
There are people constantly transporting huge stones behind the trebuchet in the square of the city gate, and people are constantly climbing up the ladders on both sides of the city wall.
Outside the city, corpses piled up like a mountain, and some soldiers continued to climb on top of their comrades.
The smooth city walls became pitted due to the digging of these climbers' rivets and shovels.
Climbers press on the finger-sized potholes and push up step by step. Although there are arrows like rain, and even though they are hit by colleagues who fall in front of them and fall down together, more climbers are like ants. , climbing continuously on the city wall.
Everyone knows that this is a war of attrition, and victory will be achieved until the opponent's physical strength or weapon inventory is consumed.
At this time, the people on the city wall were even more hopeless.
The ammunition and arrows gradually ran out, and the few remaining guards looked at the city with numbness and determination.
"We must live and die together with the city gate!" The city guarding captain, with a sweaty face, nodded miserably to his more than a dozen subordinates, "Let's go towards the city to thank our parents for their support!"
After saying that, he took the lead, raised his casually bandaged arm, lifted up the hem of his robe, and kowtowed heavily in the direction of home.
After him, more than a dozen people followed him. Some of the young soldiers were sobbing softly and calling for their parents.
The sound of kowtow is deafening; the sound of sobbing is deep into the soul.
"Come on! Guard the gate of Da Chu with me, sir!" The captain of the city guard shouted loudly, leading everyone to divide the few arrows and ammunition left, and shoot the enemy troops who climbed up the wall with a score of one to ten.
"Boss, I have no more arrows!"
"Boss, the bowstring is broken!"
"Boss, the youngest's firecracker exploded!"
"Boss...cough, cough, cough, there's no ammunition left!"
"Boss, all the caltrops have been thrown away!"
"Boss..."
The city guard captain looked around at the last few subordinates, with a warm smile on his expressionless face.
Then he sang one of his favorite military songs: "[Expelling captives and slaves in the desert, looking at Yanshan Mountain in the distance and thinking about the Central Plains; on the cold moon and stars in the wine fountain, marching into Qilian with the general.]"
His singing, which was so loud that it was impossible to hear the melody, made the blood of the soldiers around him boil. They all blushed and sang along with him, as if every melody could be turned into a sharp weapon and a heavy stone thrown at the enemy.
The only nine people on the city wall frantically threw everything they could throw down, including ruined crossbows, exploding muskets, weapons boxes, torches, and even... the corpses of their comrades.
In the end, there was nothing left to throw away, and the city guarding captain, covered with scars, bared his teeth with a cold light towards the first enemy to climb up the city.
After letting out a haha, he jumped down with the opponent in his arms, rolling down and bringing down all the enemies on that ladder.
"Ah~~~"
Yang Pangui sat on his horse and looked at the nine groups of people rolling down the city wall, with a flash of ridicule in his eyes: "Stupid!"
"Lord, the city wall is no longer guarded. We can march into the imperial city immediately!" A general's eyes flashed with excitement, and he licked the corners of his lips unconsciously, as if the thousand-year savings of the noble families in the city were just around the corner.
As he said this, a group of people took the lead in scaling the city wall.
"Why haven't you opened the door yet?" After waiting for a while, there was still no movement. The general glared ahead impatiently, and his horse kicked impatiently.
"Return to the general, there is a letter from the front, saying that there are many heroic rebels in front of the city gate, and they must be cleared out if we want to open the door."
"Huh, just burn it!" the general hummed disdainfully.
But as soon as he finished speaking, Yang Pangui called him warningly: "General Luo!"
Suddenly, General Luo stopped talking.
Yang Pangui made arrangements: "Send the leading troops to board the city one after another. After boarding the city, one team will continue to advance to the middle city to join the friendly forces, and the other team will stay to help clean the city gate."
Following his order, Wuyangyang's dozen or so people began to climb the wall again.
When the fifth watch was approaching, the city gate of Kyoto, which was guarding Kyoto with all its strength, was finally pushed open, and bursts of rumbling sounds could be heard in the distance.
Yang Pangui found that he had never heard such a pleasant loud noise.
"Enter the city!" With a smile on his lips, he looked ahead brightly, waved his hand gently, and led thousands of soldiers into Kyoto.
Although this place is still far away from the real imperial city, Yang Pangui's heart is very hot, as if the supreme position in the imperial city is already at his fingertips.
"Thieve Yang, please leave!"
Just when he was excitedly preparing to welcome the peak of his life, waves of loud shouts not far away came towards him one after another like waves.
The soldiers guarding him instantly formed a formation and looked warily towards the army that was raising dust and mist in the southeast direction.
The smile on Yang Pangui's lips was still there, but the coldness in his eyes tried to freeze the other person layer by layer.
It wasn't until the incoming army stopped more than ten feet away that he could clearly see the person coming.
The person standing in front of him was a girl in her twenties.
This girl is of marriageable age, but her bun and make-up are still in boudoir style.
She was now wearing a red robe and a silver helmet, and the spear in her hand glowed with cold light.
The five-foot-tall maroon horse clattered from time to time, giving her a somewhat domineering look.
"Who is here!" Yang Pangui glanced across Shu Xiu and others beside the girl. There was no surprise on his face, and he looked straight at this strange girl.
"Da Chu Yongping, Jiang Yu wakes up." The girl in the lead answered loudly as she took a few steps forward on her horse.
When Yang Pangui heard this, he couldn't help being shocked: "Princess Yongping!"
There is a saying among the Jiang family of the Great Chu that although the current Emperor Chengyuan placed the former crown prince Princess Hong'an and her daughter Princess Yongping in the Imperial Manor on the outskirts of Beijing, he also gave them 2,000 elite soldiers.
They were also given the authority to mobilize troops from the outskirts of Beijing.
As far as he knew, the military strength of the barracks on the outskirts of Beijing was about 20,000.
Thinking of this, Yang Pangui felt like ice water was poured into his heart.
While he was feeling frightened in his heart, Princess Yongping also looked at this gentleman with handsome features.
"Yang Pangui, the grandnephew of Empress Yuan's grandmother, the only son of the current Protector of the Country?" Princess Yongping calmly pointed out the identity of the other party and looked at the soldiers near him, "Or should I call you the grandson of the former Qi Emperor?"
"The princess has brought thousands of troops to help, which may not be enough." Yang Pangui smiled and could not see any hesitation and concern. He skipped Princess Yongping's questions and spoke at his own pace.
The same goes for Princess Yongping, who continued to talk to herself: "It is said that the grandson of the former Qi Emperor is in charge of the remnants of the army, and all the connections and financial resources of the former Qi are in his hands...I am afraid that the grandson of the former Qi Emperor is pretending to protect you. Is this the real eldest son of the former Qi Crown Prince?"
"Princess Yongping is so confident that she can fight one against ten, but she doesn't know that when you and I confront each other, hundreds of my soldiers have quietly entered the city."
"You don't have any manpower from the Protectorate here. It seems that these so-called elite soldiers are just a ragtag group of people." Princess Yongping noticed the gestures of her confidants with her peripheral vision, and the smile on her face became more obvious.
"If the princess is sensible, she will retreat quickly. The change of dynasties will not hurt any of you girls. The Daqi royal family still has the heart to be lenient to the girls of the previous royal family... and avoid hurting you all."
"Yang Pangui, open your eyes and look around to see who is surrounded!"
(End of chapter)
