"Where is my husband..."

The imperial city, Danei, was responsible for leading a new recruit called "Zhengyi Service Army". The former Jinwu General who was stationed in Chongming Gate of the East Palace, was on standby for action. Zhang Zhifang, the current Danei City Defense Envoy, was also eager to find Cui Onqian, the prime minister who was the chief commander of the camp.

Because this group was ordered to select men from the refugee and others, and the newly formed personnel were composed of many old ministers, subordinates and guards. After receiving thousands of units of troops, armor and equipment and half a month of rations, they have been practicing until now. However, they have not received more supplies or inquiries, and they are almost stopped within two or three days.

But when he led a group of entourages through the palace halls, one after another, and came to the Sanqing Hall next to the Tai Chi Palace, near the Lingyan Pavilion where the army in the camp was located; he did not encounter any routine obstacles and interrogation. He easily passed through the revolving corridor and climbed the towering steps to the pavilion.

However, Zhang Zhifang's thoughts became increasingly uneasy. Although the flags and defenses along the way were as usual, he could never see a general or official who appeared to block and scold them. In the Lingyan Pavilion, there was no longer the complexity of the past, and there was only the wind blew the flag quietly.

Although the big flags of Daibeixingying, Cui Anqian's general flag, the flags of Hedong Town and other things were still floating straight in the air; the serious and murderous aura of the central army was no longer there, and only a silence of depression and emptiness remained.

However, Zhang Zhifang still gritted his teeth unwillingly and took the lead in stroking into the Lingyan Pavilion, which was covered by the heavy curtain; just a moment later, he cried loudly like a slapped head and a chest-pounding sound:

"I ran away, I ran away, but I actually ran away. Old Cui, I'm sorry for me..."

However, when Zhang Zhifang was in the mess that had not yet dried up, howling and venting for a while, he came to his senses and wanted to make up for his destiny and future in a way that he wanted to save his destiny and future, but found that most of the dozens of entourages he brought had spontaneously escaped.

"Master, what should I do?"

The remaining dozen people were also in a state of silence or panic, and asked stutteringly at him; however, Zhang Zhifang, who was crying and hair-bearded, rarely calmed down when he heard this and shouted seriously at them:

"So quickly follow me to the military ration station at Liangyi Hall and Ganlu Gate. I don't believe that the old man can take away all his resources and supplies... As long as we obtain these resources, we have food and equipment, and we may have a way out of life in this dangerous situation!!"

The others also seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw and quickly responded:

“Take the Lord’s words very much.”

"Just listen to the Lord's right..."

"It's time to do this..."

So, Zhang Zhifang, with these entourages who had finally found their goals and confidence, hurriedly searched for the original way to return to the direction of the East Palace. At least in the east and west cities and vestibule there, there were the newly established "Loyal and Righteous Army" and tens of thousands of loyal ministers and righteous men who entered Da Nei to escape liquidation and their relatives.

However, when Zhang Zhifang brought people back to the west of Guangyuanmen where the East Palace was located, he could not see the people waiting for him. Instead, he opened the door at will, and the flags and banners abandoned and trampled on the ground, as well as the chaotic soldiers who were running around wantonly, transporting and plundering all the objects they could see.

At this moment, Zhang Zhifang was filled with smoke from his seven orifices and a burst of anger rushed straight into the Lumen Sect; but he became inexplicably sad and angry. It was obvious that the people who had been asked back from Lingyan Pavilion before spreading the news that the camp's main formation had abandoned the city, and led to the collapse and chaos of this newly established army.

He could only take the lead in rushing forward, slashing and chopping the rioters who were not open to the eyes and blocking the way, and rushed to the Mingde Hall in the inner court of the Eastern Palace, and was able to gather and gather more than a thousand well-known men; he made public promises and encouraged them in all kinds of ways, and tried all his best to calm down this inexplicable change.

However, the remaining available soldiers were less than half of the original ones; he could only turn to the Tongsun Sect, which was connected to the back of the army. However, at this moment, a clear loud noise came from the vague sound of fighting in the distance;

It was shocked that Zhang Zhifang's team accelerated their pace in a mess, and ran away and disappeared during the running process. Until they passed through many palace platforms and city walls that were no longer defended or inspected, they rushed to Ganlu Gate following the half-open Wude Gate and Rihua Gate, but found that it was another scene.

With the discarded flags and objects all over the ground, and a few active in the city walls to test the firewood, they raised the torch and began to ignite some figures of the houses. However, at this point, how could Zhang Zhifang get the other party's wish? Without his extra instructions, someone roared and purged it first.

At this time, another clearer roar burst into the distance. On the east side of the Dainan Street, the IQ of the corpse became more and more corpses crossed the pillow and blood flowed into a river. The ground soaked in rain and sucked in blood, and almost every step of step, a faint red leaked out from the gap.

Although these official troops blocked in front of the gate of the palace and under the walls still fought desperately and fought desperately, which could be said to be a battle between trapped beasts; it caused considerable trouble for the tentative cross-offensive and local assaults, which turned into a comprehensive breakthrough decisive battle.

However, these defeated soldiers who have no way out will only spend a lot of effort and trouble; even if there are some examples that seem quite heroic, or heroic in each other's camps and performances that are even more impressive as enemies.

But in front of the Kruel-style short-barrel mountain cannons that were pushed up to clean up the field, and in front of the dense scattering projectiles bombarded by two people with small culls. Whether brave or cowardly, strong or gloomy, brave to sacrifice or fear of death, they were not separated from each other and received a unified and redemptive permanent rest during the fragmentation.

In the cleared middle door hole, I stepped on the wet and soft ground; Zhao Manxiong, the coach of the First Brigade and chief steward of the combat engineering regiment, also looked at the blackened and cracked and peeled parts of the several feet tall red lacquer palace gate.

The result of the blasting of the iron jar with a total of hundreds of kilograms of gunpowder was that several obviously transparent cracks were cracked on the door leaf, and several large pieces of outer plywood were removed, but it was still far from the distance that could be broken through.

Through the gap, you can find that it was the result of being nailed to death with iron hoops behind the door, and many heavy obstacles were piled up for reinforcement. According to his accumulated experience when mining, road construction and river management, at least one more blast will be required to complete the city's need to break the gate and clear the barriers.

Then, he waved the small axe hammer in his hand and knocked on the cracks on the door, and found the loosest weakness again, and hung the large iron jar with steel nails on it. Zhao Manxiong dragged out a long lead and retreated to the side of the door opening to ignite it, but he couldn't help but sigh.

"The next one is twice the charge, double the happiness..."

As his words fell, huge smoke and dust suddenly burst out from the door hole, blowing away the blood flowing on the ground, and dyeing the Taiping soldiers who covered their ears and crouched on both sides with a layer of gray and dirt on their faces.

Then, Zhao Manxiong couldn't wait to rush into the door with a hand card, and saw that the smoke and dust still rolling in the undispersed circle, the upper half of the palace gate, which had been deformed, was still tenaciously embedded in the axis, but the lower half had broken into crooked and large pieces.

"The imperial city has been opened, and I will kill all my brothers and I will dig holes and not fill them up... Oh, no, it is a castrated person who will harm the country and the people."

Zhao Manxiong couldn't help but raise his arms and shout: Then he came into the rushing army of the vanguards.

"Go into the imperial city and catch Cui Gou's head..."

On the other side of the exit of the palace gate corridor, in response to the Taiping soldiers who came in, the backs of the crowd who were fleeing with various objects, like rats and cockroaches who were rushing to escape with various objects.

Amid the sound of cannons and blasting roars, the Prime Minister Cui Anqian, who was dressed in a tight military uniform, also passed through the last Xuanwu Gate on the outer wall of the Xi'an Garden on the north side of the palace with all his thoughts; that is, the historical event in history where Emperor Taizong killed his brother and forced his father to seize the throne.

But he looked at the brick wall slowly passing over his head, which was embossed with gods and auspicious beasts, but he sighed in his heart that after leaving this time, he might never have a chance to come back. Then, he quickly calmed down his wandering and agitation.

Although this time he made a temporary move to withdraw and leave, compared to being trapped in the city yard, which was not enough to become a member of other troops, at least he failed to fight back on the whole line, and even more so as to have a huge crisis echoed by the thief army, he immediately decided to protect the more than 10,000 most elite new forces in Hedong Town.

In a sense, he failed all the people who followed him, and also lost the elite generals including Zhang Yanqiu, the commander of the camp, and Zhu Mei, the commander of the backyard army. However, he had the last force to maintain and stabilize the Hedong land in a sudden crisis, and also guaranteed the possibility of a comeback in the future.

Otherwise, with the great world of war now, where can we follow the court as determinedly as Hedong? Even Sanchuan, the emperor's blessing, could not do it. Or, after using these foreign troops and vassal troops, Hedong would have a new situation.

Then not long after entering Beiyuan on the west side of Longshou Mountain, Cui Anqian received an unexpected report:

"Qi Bizhang's horse team cannot come to meet as scheduled? Are you facing a new enemy with unknown identity?"
Chapter completed!