It dragged on until the 91st day of the first month. The Chu capital had been defending for three months and ten days since the Northern Region's army arrived, a total of 103 days. Perhaps knowing that the Chu capital was truly an arrow at the end of its flight, the Northern Region's army took turns to go into battle without any signs of tiredness. The morale of the siege also increased. On the city wall, Lenghuai and Duke Hua stood side by side. Their determined faces were full of fatigue and hardships. Behind them were Leng Haoyu, Leng Qingyu, Wei Lin, and the other young generals. Leng Haoyu, who had always been unruly, had a rare solemn expression on his face.
Lenghuai looked at the Northern Region's army that was eyeing the city covetously and said helplessly, "Old Duke, I'm afraid we can't take it anymore …" There was not only helplessness in his words, but also some regret. They had endured for three months without the Chu capital falling. As generals and subjects, they had not let down the Da Chu State. It was a pity that they could not wait for the Mohist army's reinforcements.
A trace of sadness flashed across Duke Hua's old face. He looked at the fluttering flags in the distance and said in a calm and determined voice, "Even if the Chu capital falls, this old man will live and die with the Chu capital."
Lenghuai nodded. "Old Duke is right. This general also has the same thoughts. If the city stands, the people will live. If the city falls, the people will die!"
Leng Haoyu strolled down the city wall. The current situation was indeed a little troublesome. It was naturally not difficult for him to escape alone, but Leng Haoyu had also experienced a lot in the past few months of defending the city. He was also a descendant of a general. Although he had never been on the battlefield before, it was impossible for him to abandon his comrades who had fought side by side and escape at this time. Moreover, his father and wife were still in the city. "Prince, if you hadn't come, I, Leng Er, would have really died here!" Leng Haoyu smiled bitterly.
"Second Brother." Leng Haoyu was stopped by a voice behind him as soon as he turned the corner. Leng Haoyu could guess who was behind him without looking back. She pursed her lips and turned to look at Leng Qingyu, who was wearing a white robe with a cold expression. The white Rolling Snow Lion battle robe was also stained with a lot of dust, making it look even more murderous. Leng Haoyu had always had nothing to say to this brother of his. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "General Leng, what's the matter?"
Leng Qingyu frowned. "I have something to tell you."
Leng Haoyu raised his eyebrows. Ignoring the dust on the wall, he leaned back and said lightly, "I'm all ears."
Leng Qingyu looked at him and asked, "What do you look down on me for?" Leng Haoyu smiled but didn't say anything. Of course, he looked down on him. As the son of a concubine and the son of the first wife, they were destined to have a bad relationship. Leng Haoyu hadn't been doted on since he was young, so he naturally disliked Leng Qingyu, who was doted on and cultivated by his father. When had Leng Qingyu, the son of the first wife, ever taken Leng Haoyu, the younger brother of a concubine, seriously? When Leng Haoyu gradually grew up, he befriended Mo Xiuyao, Feng San, and the others. After learning some skills, his initial dislike for Leng Qingyu turned into disdain. So what if you're praised by Father? You're doted on and cultivated by Father, but your martial arts aren't as good as mine. Even if you're on the battlefield, you might not be able to fight better than me. It's just that I don't care to compete with you.
Therefore, Leng Haoyu was very carefree after saving Lenghuai at Purple Thorns Pass. It was like a person who could only feel good in secret, but now he could feel good in front of everyone in the world. The feeling was self-evident. Especially when he saw Leng Qingyu's gloomy and cold face every time Lenghuai praised him, the joy in Leng Haoyu's heart doubled.
Leng Qingyu snorted. "It doesn't matter if you look down on me. Anyway, I don't know if I can survive this time. If I die, take good care of Father. "
Huh? Leng Haoyu was stunned. He thought Leng Qingyu wanted to quarrel with him or something. It turned out that he was here to leave his last words? Leng Haoyu pursed his lips and waved away the strange feeling in his heart. "If you want to leave your last words, go find your son. What does it have to do with me? "Then, he turned and walked forward. Leng Qingyu's voice came from behind. "In short, if I die in battle, you'll be the Leng family's only son. Take good care of Father. "Then, he turned and walked up the city wall without looking at Leng Haoyu's reaction. Leng Haoyu was stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses and shouted at Leng Qingyu's back, "What does your death have to do with me? I don't care about your Leng family! "
Before Chu Jing, who was guarding the city, could take a breather, the Northern Region army began to attack the city again. This time, the attack was even more intense than before. They watched as the defenders on the city wall were shot down one by one. They watched as the army below the city wall crossed the moat and climbed up the city wall tower. After being shot down by the defenders, some people continued to climb up. The sounds of killing filled the entire city wall, and the thick smell of blood lingered in the air.
Finally, under the heavy impact, the sturdy city gate collapsed, and a large group of Northern Region troops poured in. On the city wall tower, Duke Hua picked up the silver spear in his hand and glanced at the people still fighting on the city wall tower. "Lenghuai! Guard the city wall tower! "Lenghuai was stunned and hurriedly asked," Old Duke, what are you … "Duke Hua said in a deep voice," This old man will go down and meet these Northern Region people! "
Then, without waiting for Lenghuai to refuse, he strode down the city wall tower. His light blue battle robe fluttered in the cold wind, making people feel as if they were seeing the Duke Hua who was in his prime and galloping on the battlefield.
The city gate was only so big. Although the city gate was broken, the Chu Chu Army guarding the city immediately rushed over, intending to block the Northern Region people. The two groups of people fought at the city gate. However, the Northern Region people were valiant and brave. How could these tired and hungry Da Chu State soldiers resist them? Chu Jing was beaten back step by step. The Northern Region soldiers continued to pour into the city. If this continued, there would be no point in guarding the city wall tower. Lenghuai could only order the soldiers to retreat into the city and fight on their own. This battle to defend the city had been fought for more than three months. At this point, it was already a battle to the death. In less than an hour, the sounds of killing had spread throughout the entire Chu capital.
Although there was Ren Qining's order to restrain them, the soldiers of the Northern Region were not that strict. Many houses had been destroyed, and it was common for treasures to be stolen. If the citizens of the city resisted, they would also die under the blades of the Northern Region soldiers. This city that had flourished for hundreds of years had suddenly become hell. The smell of blood wafted through the air, and cries shook the heavens.
The center of the Chu capital was the imperial palace. Now, there were not many guards left in the palace. The large imperial palace was so quiet that there was almost no one in sight. In the depths of the palace, a young man and woman sat in each other's arms. The young girl had a beautiful appearance. Unfortunately, half of her face was covered in scars, which made her beautiful appearance look even more strange. "Little brother, are you afraid?" The young girl was Noble Consort Liu's daughter, Princess Zhen Ning. Sitting beside her was naturally Noble Consort Liu's eldest son, Mo Xiaoyun, who had been conferred the title of Prince Changxing by Mo Jingli.
Mo Xiaoyun shook his head and said, "I'm not afraid. Sister, don't be afraid. I will accompany you … … "Mo Xiaoyun comforted his sister softly. The shouts outside the palace walls were getting closer and closer. A few guards rushed over, and one of them said in a deep voice, "Prince, Princess, the Northern Region soldiers are about to attack. Your Highness and Princess, please follow us and leave this place. "
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