boom!

Boom boom boom boom!

Countless steps of forming formations pressed against the rhythm of drum beats, advancing towards the huge city in the distance. In the gradually brightening sky, a rain of arrows like locusts fell from the city wall.

In the military formation with the "Sui" character floating in the banner, thousands of arrows were also fighting back.

"Top Shield--"

Behind the stretched wall stack, infantrymen stepped forward and flipped their shields to cover the archers. In an instant, the eardrums were filled with the sound of arrows falling down. Some of them were inserted into the wall stack. Some of them fell on the shield, part of which passed through the gap between the shields fell on people, causing a shrill scream.

"Come up, push these northern barbarians down!!!"

On the towering city wall, the generals turned off their shields, drew their swords and shouted. Outside the city wall, ladders were ladders. The Sui soldiers who were shouting for swords climbed up like ants. They were stabbed by spears that were poking down from time to time and fell high from the ladder. Some Sui soldiers who climbed the city avoided the other party's spear, jumped off the battlements, chopped them up with their backhands, and splashed blood in the crowd.

"kill!!"

The soldier's eyes were red, his blood-stained teeth were spread out, and he rushed into the crowd with several spear heads passing by. Behind him, more and more Sui soldiers stood up, formed a small formation and began to push away. Han Qinhu mixed in the crowd, abandoned the long soldiers, pulled out the sword from his waist, and slashed off a man's head with a loud shout.

He grabbed the opponent's headless body and used a shield to hit the gun formation ahead. The moment the guns were tilted, his burly body crashed into it like a chariot. The sword light waving, and blood mist was drawn out.

A Chen general rushed over, Han Qinhu turned around and opened his eyes wide open, his arms were tense, and his armor leaves shook open in an instant. The raised sword slashed through the sunlight and slashed down angrily. The person who rushed over was slashed in half with a "puff" sound, and splashed to the left and right.

The voice also roared and resounded across the city.

"Long live the Great Sui Dynasty-"

In the winter sunshine, the sword lights on the city wall were intertwined, and countless figures were fighting and running, and people kept screaming and falling heavily on the streets of the city.

The sound of war shakes the once quiet and prosperous city.

The panicked people closed their doors and windows, and the imperial city was burning. The young emperor was still sitting in the Golden Palace. Looking at the civil and military officials who were so arrogant that they dared not show their talents, they closed their eyes in disappointment.

‘Father…Jing'er has done her best.’

After a while, he opened his eyes and waved his robe sleeves at the ministers below: "You go home, I want to take a break."

The group of civil and military officials of the late emperor had long been eaten up by monsters. Now they are promoted, and they are not familiar with their positions, so asking them for advice is useless, not to mention that this is a war of destroying the country, and conspiracies are not applicable.

"His Majesty!"

Min Changwen, whose hair and beard were gray, trembled his lips slightly and called out softly: "Your Majesty."

Chen Jing, who walked down the imperial stairs, looked at the old man with red eyes, and felt sad. His eyes also turned wet and red. He raised his sleeves and bowed to the loyal minister.

"Shangshu Min, take care of yourself."

"Your Majesty..." The old man took a deep breath and bowed: "... Take care!"

Chen Jing stood up straight, took the eunuch to the side hall without looking back, and returned to Linchun Pavilion where his mother was, shutting away the eunuchs on both sides and pushed the door open and went in.

Inside, two packages were piled on the round table. Zhang Lihua knelt in front of the shrine to pray to the gods and Buddhas. When she heard footsteps, she looked back and saw that it was her son, and finally had a smile on her face.

"Mother."

Chen Jing looked at the package on the table and his clenched fists trembled slightly: "The city has not yet been broken, why did you prepare the things so early?"

Zhang Lihua got up from the shrine, walked to the bed, lifted the curtain, took out a set of clothes and folded them in her hands. At this time, she was wearing ordinary plain clothes, and she looked like a beautiful folk woman.

"Come on, replace that dragon robe."

"Mother, I'm asking why you prepared things so early to leave!"

Chen Jing suddenly raised his voice, raised his arm, and knocked the clothes in his mother's hand to the ground: "The city has not been broken yet, I just left like this, which will damage my father's majesty!!"

Looking at the clothes that fell on the ground, Zhang Lihua squatted down, picked them up, and pushed them into her son's arms.

"Switch it!"

The delicate face contained a hint of anger.

"Your father has no majesty, his ears and ears are unclear. He raises monsters and eats all the civil and military officials of the court. He is scared to death in the middle of the journey. This reputation of being timid and stupid cannot be washed away. If he dies, can't he still want your son to be buried with him?!"

"Mother….."

Chen Jing naturally understood this. Looking at his always gentle and decent mother, she looked like a female beast. When he was hesitating, he suddenly heard hasty footsteps outside the door. The eunuch shouted outside the door with a sharp and hoarse voice: "Your Majesty is not doing well, and the city wall is broken outside the palace..."

The boy replied, "I know."

Then he looked at the mother in front of him, bit his teeth, hugged the robe and pants, and went out of the screen, and changed it out, and turned from an emperor to a beautiful young man in a blink of an eye.

"When your father was building Linchun Pavilion, he left a secret door, so Jing'er and come with his mother."

Seeing that his son had changed his clothes, Zhang Lihua didn't want to stay for too long, so she handed Chen Jing a bag, took one on her, and pulled him to the side room, and moved away a spring-like painting to the ground, revealing a dark hole. The mother and son cat-studdedly and slid down the rope to the dark room on the first floor.

The woman took out the invisible talisman that Lu Liangsheng gave that day from the bag and gave her son one.

"Jing'er, is this talisman paper really effective?"

"Mr. Lu won't lie to us."

Chen Jing didn't dare to guarantee that when he looked at the yellow talisman in his hand, he disappeared from Zhang Lihua's sight. The woman hurriedly reached out to touch her. What came was that the touch of her son's body and clothes came. She immediately felt relieved and put the yellow talisman in her hand on her chest.

Outside, the palace guards patrolled anxiously. Behind the flowers, trees and green trees, a hole was slowly opened under the wall, and after a moment, slowly closed. The dead leaves cracked on the ground, and two invisible figures walked through the sunshine, the palace square, the palace road, and the palace gate.

In the prosperous long streets, the tide of fighting and chaos became clear. On the streets of no one, the running steps stopped, and the empty place turned around and looked at the city wall.

In the sunshine, the city walls screamed and screamed as they fell to the top of the city.

The once strong and heavy city gate kept bulging and concave inwards, dust and wood chips flying.

The long stone steps inside the city walls, the Sui general led the soldiers to overthrow the congested Chen soldiers and advanced in an instant.

At some point, there was a loud bang and the standing city gate broke open.

The surging cavalry rushed up the street, and someone waved his weapons and shouted at the lofts on both sides.

"The city has been broken, and all good people are not allowed to go to the streets-"

Rumble!

It was like the sound of horse hooves rushing across the ground, and it was a dark and scattered through the streets and alleys like a flood of cavalry.

This moment.

The whole city has been overturned.

...

Outside the city, there is still a bloody smell in the wind.

Yang Su stood on the chariot, read the battle report, and threw it to his personal guards.

"Train the horse."

The battle situation was decided at this moment, and he no longer needed command. He got out of the car and chased him, rolled over a war horse, and took several guards toward the other side's battle formation.

Far, near and near.

A young man sat on the back of a horse, waving his whip boredly.

It is Yang Guang.

Seeing Yang Su coming from the Pegasus, the young man urged him to greet him. Although the former was an elder, he was now marching outside and could not discuss etiquette at home. Yang Su quickly dismounted and bowed.

"Don't need to be polite to you. I'm asking you, do you know how to get to Qixia Mountain? Anyway, the Southern Dynasty is over, so I'll leave the rest to the generals to make a fortune. Can you go to Qixia Mountain with me?"

Yang Guang remembered the scene on the streets of Chang'an that day and couldn't sleep for several nights. Later, he learned from Yang Su's and his father that the man's origins. He took the opportunity to conquer Nanchen and volunteered to come over and wanted to meet him.

If he could bring this paranormal figure for his father, he might have a higher status in front of his father.
Chapter completed!