The people of Nanping County Mausoleum hid in the house tremblingly, and some even hiked under the bed, covering their heads with quilts.

However, the shouts of killing outside the city are still so clear, which makes people wonder, how many people are there in the rebel army?

Don’t the officials say that there are only tens of thousands?

It is also said that the officers and soldiers of their city combined with the people are ten times more than those , and the city will never be lost.

"...This is just talking lies with open eyes! How could there be only tens of thousands of people? This movement is less than hundreds of thousands of people."

The people in the city were inexplicably panicked. The bloody people had already sharpened the hatchet and kitchen knives at home. More people would only be anxious to recite the Buddha of Tathagata and the Emperor Taishang.

More than ten years ago, the three kings of Chu fought with each other, and the war did not burn to the prefecture. Therefore, in addition to the 39th year of Chengping in the Chu Dynasty, the people in the city now do not know the disaster of war. When they heard such powerful fighting outside the city, they were shocked and their faces were pale.

All the buildings near the city wall have been demolished, and now those who can stay at home think their house is far away from the city wall.

The city is so big that you can still hear such a terrifying movement.

How many people are sieging the city?

Most people are illiterate and their numeracy is even less effective. However, when listening to books in teahouses on weekdays, the storyteller will be in a large army of 800,000 when he talks. If he says less, everyone is not happy, and they don’t feel that there is not much force.

Dele, now the bad result is coming, and everyone thinks there are at least one million troops outside the city.

"Impossible, there are so many people, why isn't the first one to run away?"

King Jing is still in the city, and the yamen is trying hard to catch the servants digging trenches and building walls, obviously trying to defend the city.

No one in the city dared to go out, and he didn't know where to hide except at home. Even if he became more and more panic, he could only sit opposite his family and shed tears, and make random speculations.

Although everyone was originally panicked, they all felt that they could stay for a few days. When they heard the shouts of killing, they were frightened, chanting Buddha's name or trembling, waiting for the end. Seeing that the sky was getting darker outside, there was no sign of stopping fighting.

That's all, the sound of those calling on Ziweixing, saying that the destiny of heaven came to the world was like a ghost curse, and it was heard over and over again.

Could it be that it is really a heavenly soldier?

The rebel army reached the capital city and King Jing was besieged, which meant that the entire Jingzhou was over.

How long has it been? How can you do this if you are not a heavenly soldier and general, and you don’t know the evil magic?

"boom!"

There was a loud noise and the city walls swayed.

This is the movement caused by the stone-throwing cart. It has become a thunder in the ears of the people, and some people's hearts and minds have completely collapsed.

Every household cried bitterly with their heads in their arms, unable to even say anything complained, and only despair was left in their eyes.

I don’t know how long it has been, but with a louder roar than before, it seems like something collapsed this time.

"The city gate is broken!"

"The are coming in!"

At first it was only a few streets to hear, and then the whole city began to be in chaos.

The city gate, which seemed unbreakable, had sealed many wooden boards and was blocked by stones, was actually split open with an axe and a knife.

At this time, there were no more defenders on the city walls, and there were more people who turned around and fled than those who died under the sword of the Holy Lotus Altar.

A large hole was dug five feet away from the city gate. The rebel army, who rushed in first, fell directly into it without investigating it.

An iron spike knife was erected in the pit, and screamed in pain for a moment, as if a ghost howl came from the Avici Hell.

However, the people behind wanted to rush forward, but the people in front could not retreat even when they saw the tragic situation, and were forced into the pit.

In an instant, the pit was filled with life. The red-eyed rebel army knew nothing. They stepped on gravel and corpses, and waved weapons into the city. They had never seen such a huge and prosperous city.

Xuanchuan Pass is tall and strong, but it is a fortress with no private houses and shops. Yizhou has become poor since the Chen Dynasty. Although it has recovered a little by little by little by little by little by little, it is impossible to compare with Jingzhou, a hinterland in the south of the Yangtze River.

"Hahaha."

The strange laughter was accompanied by the chaotic sound of chasing the defenders, and the flames reflected a scarlet red.

On the city wall, incomplete limbs and blood were scattered down.

Many soldiers stationed on the second line of defense in the city gate had the courage to fight, but when they touched the fragments of limbs falling on their heads and were wet with this intermittent blood rain, they were immediately in chaos. How could they withstand such an impact if they were not old soldiers who were used to the battlefield?

As the number of companions around him became less and less, seeing the rebel army as if they were crazy tigers again, even if the clear-headed generals shouted hard, the signs of defeat gradually spread.

General Han Fu, who should have dispatched the defenders, was being fled down the city wall by his personal soldiers and servants. A wound was still bleeding from his back, and he was holding a bow in his hand, and his eyes were roaring wildly.

He had the opportunity to take Jingzhou elite soldiers to shoot and kill those demon shadows who climbed the city wall like ghosts one by one, because the only ordinary soldiers were killed first. The walls of the city were wide and thick, and there was enough space to move and display. As a result, those useless servants ran as if they had hated their parents for less than two legs. When they ran, they ran away and shouted and shook the morale of the army, so that the soldiers on the city refused to fight to kill the enemy.

Han Fu was extremely angry and killed a fugitive. Not only did he not shock everyone, but he exposed his position.

The Holy Lotus Altar Sect flocked to him, all wanting to kill Han Fu and take the first place to seek credit.

After a panic fight, both sides suffered heavy casualties and the quiver of Jingzhou's elite soldiers was empty.

At this time, the city gate under his feet was broken, and the subsequent arrows and troops could not keep up. The elite soldiers under Han Fu were forced to withdraw from the city wall.

When he saw the second line of defense behind the city gate was shaking, and the flames surged into the sky, the army of the King of Heavenly Sutra flattened the obstacles like a shattered rushing straight into the inner city, Han Fu felt stuffy in his chest, and he vomited blood, and he was so angry that he was dizzy.

All imbalances start with the defenders throwing too many stone logs uncontrollably in panic.

Han Fu misjudged the attacking position of the rebel army, thinking that the offensive would end after sunset, and looked down on the ability of the rebel army. Seeing that the rebel army suffered heavy casualties, he felt very happy, and wished that these and untouchables would die a little more, like stepping on ants.

Just hesitated and made a mistake, and then everything was lost control.

Han Fu was so angry that he was embarrassed.

Just like many people who have made big mistakes, Han Fu thought about it and felt that his mistake was not important, and his real sin should be counted on others.

"Cowardly soldiers and cowardly soldiers are useless!"

Han Fu was slapped by his personal soldiers and woke up a few times, and immediately scolded the Jingzhou army for being incompetent.

"General?"

"Let's go!" Han Fu picked up a spear, shaking and stood firm, and then said ruthlessly, "How can the city be defended if the three armies refuse to use their lives? Now there is no choice but to fight out, surrender to Ningwu, and avenge King Jing!"

Once this sentence was said, it was barely enough to save some face for the remaining Jingzhou generals.

Besides, no one wants to die. Just by rushing against the rebel army to save King Jing, and expressing his loyalty.

The powerful officials in Jingzhou in the inner city were already stupid.

They never expected that the city would be destroyed before the first day after the rebel army arrived at the Nanping County Prefecture City.

——Is this city wall made of paper?

Endless absurdity and shock filled my mind. Several elderly officials even suffered a stroke because they were too fast.

I don't know how many people are wearing clothes and are eager to go out.

After all, they are just one wall of the inner city from the or even from death.

The generals guarding the inner city led more elite soldiers, ready to fight, and finally defended the first round of the rebel army, giving the officials and powerful people a chance to breathe, so that they would not be chopped to death on the bed at home before they were dressed neatly.

But this breathing opportunity may not be as good as not.

Half an hour later, King Jing barely went up the city tower with a pale face, supported by many shields.

He just glanced outside and fainted straight.

——The rebel army held a torch in hand and gathered into torrents, and the twisted faces under the firelight seemed like evil spirits.

They stopped outside the range of an arrow, without saying a word, staring at the city wall with their red eyes.

There were screams and wailing everywhere in the city. There was no sight of the murdered person, only the purgatory-like scene.

***

Meng Qi stepped into the city gate with the corpse and stones.

The flames reflected his cheeks and turned red, but his eyes and expression were cold and cold.

There were all kinds of tragic phenomena in my eyes. There were only a few soldiers of the rebel army wandering within ten feet of the city gate, complaining about being left to strip the armor of dead bodies.

“…The good things were stolen.”

"If you are not afraid of death, go."

Someone woke up from his excitement and looked at his companion who had fallen into the pit and closed his mouth.

Women with food, gold and silver are very good, and they must live first.

"The saint said that he captured the Nanping County Prefecture City and took down the destiny. After the Star Lord has survived this disaster, the good days we have to wait for are coming! And the guardian said it makes sense. How many valuable things are there in the people in the outer city and what kind of beauties are there? Just leave it alone, the inner city is the treasure house, all of which are delicate wives, with tender feet and tender hands, and smooth skin like--"

Before I finished bragging, I suddenly felt a chill in my throat.

The man inexplicably reached out to touch him, and then he found that the person opposite him had also made similar moves.

The strange wind made my face and neck hurt.

Then he saw a man walking through the pile of corpses without getting stuck in dust, like a ghost.

"Who are you..."

The throat vibrated and made a sound. When the fourth word was spoken, severe pain suddenly came.

Blood gushed through the fingers, and the group of soldiers in the rebel army were frightened and fell to their heads in less than three steps.

Meng Qi had no expression on his face, held the sword and shook it, and the sword body was not covered with blood.
To be continued...