The defenders on the outer line of the capital have basically been completely lost. The commander of the last line of defense is sending his last voice to the central command center intermittently: "The reserve force of the central garrison of the capital...the commander Qiu Weiguo...reported to the central charity of the capital...fifty lines of defense...all members died...gloriously sacrificed their country...please...guard the motherland for us...the empire will last forever..."

The communication was cut off and no sound came.

Liu Fusu's eyes were covered with blood, and his lips had begun to dry out due to long-term lack of water. He staggered to the window and stared at the once prosperous homeland of the royal capital. This was originally the heart of the Red Blood Empire, the center of the entire country, a place where dragons and tigers were hidden, gathering the most powerful figures in the entire empire, and it is also a symbol and representative of absolute majesty.

Since the era of collapse, the capital of the king has fallen three times, from the First Patriotic War to the Fleeing of the Parliament to the North, to the Eagle King's separatist autonomy, the capital of this empire was taken away three times!

However, for the sake of the dignity of the empire, many martyrs continued to sacrifice their lives and charged bravely in the rain of bullets, and rushed into the enemy formation like crazy, pulling out the federal flag, pulling out the rebel flag, pulling out the flying kite eagle flag, and letting the orthodox red blood flag float over the capital again!

In order to defend the dignity of the empire and to rebuild the prosperous era in this turbulent and storm, many people sacrificed their lives and survived one after another. All of this land and mountains were exchanged for heroic blood!

But now, Chang'an is falling, and the empire is full of smoke and devastated!

Even the royal capital, even the place where countless loyal souls buried and the martyrs had dried up blood, is about to fall, and fall for the fourth time!

The generals of the capital, including the Grand Marshal Yue Runsheng, were all ashamed. When the communications from the front completely disappeared and the iron hooves of war came one after another, the already depressed morale completely collapsed at this moment.

A general trembled and stood up, looked at Liu Fusu, and even swallowed, "General... let's evacuate quickly... I can no longer defend this place!"

By the window, Liu Fusu, who was over 70 years old, was already crying when he heard this. He knelt down on the ground in tears in tears, and looked at the land that was about to fall. His oath that once held a book and leaned against the sword to shine on the empire was ruthlessly broken at this moment, and all dreams and pride also disappeared under the iron hooves of the church.

It's easy to evacuate, it's a matter of packing up and leaving.

But this time, there were chaotic disputes and the fall of stars, how many people's efforts were in vain, and how many people's names were destroyed in the vast river of history and would never be mentioned again.

Suddenly, who opened his mouth was no longer clear, and only a faint sob came: "If the eagle is still there..."

But the capital of the Eagle will be there, and the iron horse will not be able to pass Chang'an.

When Liu Fusu heard the sound, he felt a knot in his heart. His life for more than seventy years was like a lantern in front of him. The scenes of the past were like clouds and smoke. At this moment, Liu Fusu saw a lot of things.

He saw Leng Yuan as a child. When he said the words "We will serve the country with loyalty when we grow up", she smiled like an innocent crabapple.

He saw the energetic Leng Yuan, the blood-stained letter from his family, the surprise attack of breaking through the stone gate, the Fenglangjuxu in the northern country, and then the country was in a state of crisis, Mohebei was determined to never retreat.
Chapter completed!