Standing in the snow, Zhu Laosan, whose hair and beard were stained with plain white color, looked motionlessly at the gloomy and dark sky. There were only a few lights of light that seemed to be the city gate that was still dead in the face of the firelight that disappeared the next moment.

In the quiet fields, there was no other movement except for the falling snow puffs and slight cracking sounds caused by the wind and snow that stopped frequently, and the crackling sound of the broken ice surface being frozen again.

More soldiers from the Dongdu Army, like Zhu Laosan, stood in the snow together. They were covered with snowflakes and were left with their eyes, mouth and nose moving, like silent and solemn living sculptures, or bloated snowmen.

Until more fires gradually rose on the top of the city, and there was an increasingly obvious noise of fighting. Soon after, it turned into a sound of the city gate opening from the inside out. With the swaying guidance of several flames that were surging from the dark door holes, wave after wave of snowmen woke up, and became armored soldiers rushing forward one after another.

This is what Zhu Laosan drove the attacks all day long, and while sieging them to the city, he secretly negotiated with the city. After working hard for more than half a month, he was rewarded when the city gate opened. But his face was still tense, like the most harshest ancient glacier.

Because the matter behind him sounded a wake-up call for him. Although he had already killed those opposition parties and related involved who had refused to surrender to the Taiping Army on the surface, how many of his subordinates were still hard to say, is a potential conspiracy or obscene disobedience. He is still tolerant of the foresight.

After all, even Li Zhen, who once relied on his confidant, inevitably disturbed the conspiracy against him with some old brothers. How many other people around him who had never revealed any strangeness were there?

Therefore, this also interrupted his long-term plan to resist and siege, and he was not allowed to change his course and make a decision. Because this delayed the time longer would only make him lose his beauty in the Taiping Governor's Office, and the lower the value and quality displayed by his soldiers, the less things he could win in the future.

For this reason, he drew the most tough and fierce old soldiers from his most elite teams, including Bashandu, Changjiandu and Tabaidu, to form the selection of the front line and the first order of the first prize. Then, for some metaphysical probability, he transferred the Dongdu coach Sura, who was able to turn bad luck in desperate situations, and led a group of grenadiers to join the back team.

Therefore, these more than a thousand forward-strikers who started were undoubtedly some kind of touchstone and bet; although even if all the losses were in Xiaqiu City, it would not cause the Dongdu Army to be damaged as a whole; but this also means that the Dongdu Army has lost control of the next situation and can only wait until the spring is coming before making plans.

Fortunately, he saw with his own eyes that the first formation had all flooded into the Ximen, and turned into an increasingly fierce fighting sound and a part of the spreading flames. Then, more soldiers who were waiting to fight along the camp were in the horrors' horrified sight of the defenders who had been completely alarmed on the wall and rushed towards this breakthrough.

However, Sula, the coach of the Dongdu and the commander of Heyang South Pass, who had already entered the city at this time, encountered new trouble. Because, just after they rushed into the corridor of the city gate and killed the remaining enemies left in the small urn city, they found that the White Army of the Tumen, which was originally an internal force, had been killed and dispersed by the defenders who came to reinforce in a short time.

Therefore, the first selected vanguards rushed several times, but were blocked by the thick wooden fences preset outside the inner door of the urn. Then they were knocked down at the narrow exit at the dense crossbows, and one after another died in the short corridor on the spot, and in a blink of an eye the corpse was over half of its height.

At this time, as the leader who attacked first, the Ranger's selection leader Ma Sixun, but he was a personal soldier composed of a group of skilled players. He quickly took off his armor and was left with only a single dress, and he pushed each other barely and lightly, and climbed up the edge of the wall of the worm that was a little slippery.

Although the remaining defenders were soon noticed and the scattered arrows shot in succession, the dozen or so pillars stacked on the wall were destroyed by screams and painful hums. However, some soldiers still successfully climbed up to the wall with these pillars, and then in the battle between the enemy in person, blood splattered and fell again, falling down.

Then, the familiar roar outside the city also sounded, but the artillery teams in the camp outside the West Gate also began to radiate. Although the actual accuracy was no longer possible under such blurred vision and dim light, the actual accuracy was no longer lethal; it also somewhat restrained and distracted the gatehouse defenders, and made the flying arrows obviously sparse.

At this time, more rear teams who rushed into the city also brought equipment for siege operations; they were iron slings that could be carried with sick wine; these soldiers quickly assembled simple long ladders like centipede knots, and then hooked up on the upper clasp.

Ma Sixun, who was fully clothed, was able to lead the way to lead the people to climb these centipede-knot-like long ladders. After a few breaths, he rushed to the wall without stopping. Then, as many broken limbs and broken arms flew up, disappearing into the increasingly fierce fighting sounds of the wall.

However, Sula, who had been fighting for a long time below, was also anxious. He rushed into the gunners who were shooting at each door as the sound of roaring cannons were getting closer and closer. He snatched multiple explosive bombs and wrapped them in a cloak. After igniting, he rushed into the doorway with piles of corpses under the cover of large rows of personal soldiers on both sides.

With the sound of the densely shot arrows coming back, two short arrows that were leaking through the gap were in the chest, and they also wrapped their hands into a ball of explosive bombs. With the sparks and threw them out with all their strength, they fell heavily on the pile of corpses amid the screams.

As if it had become particularly long, a series of thunderous sounds exploded at the door of the inner wall. A tent after tumbling blood and rotten flesh spewed out like a spring. It was immediately poured out the front-strike soldiers in the corridor, and the heads and faces were covered with eyes but could not see them. Only blood red was left. The wooden fence blocking the exit collapsed a corner.

Seeing this scene, the remaining soldiers who chose the front-strike seemed to have received some encouragement and inspiration. The next moment they gathered the bombs one after another. Under the cover of a large platoon, they rushed to the exit without fear of death and injuries and threw explosive bombs one by one. In just a short period of time, they would have been hit by loud thunder and air waves, killing and breaking through.

However, just as these Eastern Army's selection soldiers rushed out of the gate of the inner city, their vision became brighter, and a team of people rushed over from the city yard again, wearing armor and covering their faces was like iron men. The Taining Army, holding big swords and long axes, almost immediately met, turned the opponents that rushed forward into fragments.

However, in response, the remaining Dongdu selection soldiers threw everything they could find in their hands without hesitation; naturally, they also included multiple ignited explosive bombs and sulphur bombs. The smoke balls that exploded in an instant and the bursting firelight made their array incomplete.

Then, Ma Sixun, the select leader who had gained an advantage from the city, also brought people to shoot arrows from a high place. Therefore, this round of heavy-armored swordsman counterattacks from the city's supervising battle and the surprise troops quickly collapsed and disappeared invisible.

As the fierce roar of firearms spread rapidly in Xiaqiuchengfang, the Xiaqiucheng, Yanzhou, which had been separatist for hundreds of years and had not been forcibly captured by foreign enemies, was declared to be fallen.

When Sula, who was caught from blood, was found from the pile of corpses, she still had aura and consciousness. As the breastplate that was shot through was round and protected the two cut arrow shafts, she screamed like a pig-killing on the spot.

At the same time, the east gate at the other end of the city was also opened, and a whole team of cavalry covered in clothes and armed to the teeth broke through with all their strength. Fortifications and defense lines were arranged in the suburbs and blocking and intercepting them, and they struggled to break out.

Therefore, when the vanguard of the Dongdu Army rushed into the inner city and the Yacheng without any obstacles, they only saw the elderly, weak, women, children, concubines and families locked in various palaces, as well as the fires that had been lit from the warehouses, warehouses, government offices, and eaves of the houses.

As for the two brothers, King Lu, King Zhu Jin of Julu, and some of their confidants and confidants, they were all gone. They obviously took the lead in rushing to the east gate under the cover of wind and snow.

Finally, when the wind and snow stopped again, the sound of fighting in the city slowly subsided and quieted. Only a messy street was left, the soldiers of the Taining Army who were scattered into the civilian houses and were searched and taken out, as well as the soldiers of the "Tu Group Baitiao Army" who were surrendered, were dejected and escorted by a series of escorts.

However, just after the fire was over, it was still inside Xiaqiuya City, which was curling with green smoke; the former Caizhou general who was also pressed down on the snow with disheveled hair, and now the commander of the White Army of the Turkish regiment, Sun Ru, also tried his best to shout at Zhu Laosan who was standing on the steps:
Chapter completed!