But then again, being wrapped in horse leather and dying in battle is not a bad ending.

It's better than doing nothing, just staying at home and drawing a knife. Even if you die, you have to drag a few thieves to support you, so that you can live up to this great head and six-foot body!

…

Another young eunuch hurried up to Deshengmen.

Deshengmen, Xizhimen and Fuchengmen were the main attack directions of the bandits, and Deshengmen suffered particularly fierce attacks.

In charge of the capital camp, Wang Jiayan, the right minister of the Ministry of War, was ordered to guard Deshengmen. He had been guarding the city for two days and nights. The bandit attack slowed down a little early this morning, and Wang Jiayan was able to take a nap.

In a daze, Wang Jiayan heard the sound of footsteps and stood up in surprise.

"Kill the thief!" Wang Jiayan roared fiercely, and the eunuchs lying on the top of the city, Minzhuang, and the soldiers from the Beijing camp also got up in panic and picked up their weapons in disorder.

"Save someone under the knife!" the little eunuch screamed in horror, "Spare your life!"

Wang Jiayan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw clearly that it was eunuchs and not soldiers who had climbed up to the tower.

The little eunuch wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and then shouted in a high voice: "There is a will."

Wang Jiayan frowned, but he still prostrated himself on top of the city: "Old minister, I sincerely send you your Majesty Jin An."

"Holy Holy Gong," the young eunuch bowed his head in the direction of the Forbidden City, and shouted, "Assistant manager of the Beijing Camp, Wang Jiayan, the right minister of the Ministry of War, immediately abandoned the Desheng Gate and led the troops of the Beijing Camp, the internal servants and the people.

I came to the Royal Horse to listen to the tune and admire this!"
Chapter completed!