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Chapter 514 My Great Proclamation, Dead 38
Giza on the city wall in the dark can only estimate the number of troops attacking the city from the army's flags and fighting momentum.

The thunderous sound of Jin Ge made Jiza couldn't help frowning.

Such a huge army has been hidden in Ancheng for so long?
After hearing the news of the messenger, Jiza never doubted Goha's loyalty. Goha was his confidant, and his loyalty was even greater than him.Otherwise, he would not be sent to guard Ancheng as the retreat, and be in charge of the army granary.

It's just that now that the army is approaching the city, Jiza really can't figure out what else such a huge frontier army can do except Goha's betrayal.

"Traitor! Let the prairie wolf share the food and hand it over to Changshengtian for trial!"

Giza recognized Goha's betrayal and couldn't help but curse under his breath.

"Those who deceive the crowd with evil words will be cut! Those who retreat will be cut!"

Giza held up the scimitar and wore heavy armor, hiding behind the wall and ordered.

The flustered Mongolian soldiers calmed down immediately when they saw the head thrown off the city wall by Giza's personal guards.

The army was a little more stable, and Jiza's military orders were also orderly under his deterrence.

Qi Yuan saw the restoration of order and prepared to defend the city. The Mongolian army's eyes fixed on Jiza.

An Jiu, who arranged the crossbow on the bed, knew that the plan had changed when he saw Jiza appear and raised his knife to order.

Seeing An Jiu's delay in releasing the arrow, Lin Jing looked over with deterrent and suspicious eyes.

An Jiu shook her head, consciously giving up the position to Qi Yuan, and pushed Lin Jing to find a position with a good view.

"Master Jing, don't worry, the guard has already appeared."

After An Jiuyan finished, he stopped explaining and motioned Lin Jing to look at the city wall in the distance.

Lin Jing frowned slightly when she saw Qi Yuan, who was adjusting the bed crossbow, recall the siege of Ancheng.

"Your Highness is still ill, it's better than..."

Before Lin Jing finished speaking, she was interrupted by Qi Yuan's loud shout.

Qi Yuan with a sick face adjusted the bed crossbow and knocked hard, clang twice, the sound of two long arrows leaving the string piercing the air was still in his ears, and the horror of the mutiny of the Mongolian army on the city wall of Ningcheng in the distance The sound came drifting.

"General!"

"General... dead..."

Giza's personal guards held up a heavy shield to surround the people behind him impenetrably, but such protection was not enough to save Jiza's life.

In the blink of an eye, the two long arrows killed Qinwei and Jiza one after the other.

The long arrow from thousands of miles away pierced the guard's shield in front, and its power remained undiminished, and the point of the arrow that penetrated the shield just pierced the guard's Adam's apple.

Another long arrow that followed followed through the gap of the bodyguard and pierced Jiza's heart, and the inertia of the long arrow directly brought him down the city wall.

The sudden change made the already fearful Mongolian army desperate to the extreme.

The main general is dead, and there are frontier troops outside the city who can blow them into blood foam at any time.

The Mongolian army was in an uproar, and the city wall suddenly became a mess.

However, amidst the noise, a clear and majestic voice floated into their ears like the sound of heaven.

"Those who donate the city will not die."

Qi Yuan's words made the desperate Meng Bing find a way out.

There is hunger and cold, and the enemy is invincible.

They have long lost the courage and ideas to fight.

Dedicating the city can save one's life, and everyone wants to be the one who opens the city gate to survive.

In any case, it is death, even if the hope is slim, they still want to gamble on this only chance of survival.

The noise on the city wall of Ningcheng became more and more chaotic, and the Mongolian soldiers rushed down the city wall regardless of their lives in order to survive.

After a while, Ning Cheng's city gate slowly opened.

As soon as the city gate was opened, the Mongolian soldiers fled in defeat, ignoring both the frontier army and Ningcheng.

The main general is dead, and they just want to take this opportunity to go back to the grassland, go back, and return to the embrace of Changshengtian.

This land of the Central Plains, never come again! !
The people holding the flag saw that the Mongolian army, who had been triumphantly holding up the butcher's knife, was now running away like a dog with its head in its arms, and most of the gloom in their hearts dissipated.

But this dreamy scene evoked even greater grief, and the scenes of the massacre of the city emerged before their eyes.

"Kill!!"

"The dog thief takes his life!"

Qi Yuan waved his hand to order, and the hundred-man guards, whose eyes had been red for a long time, descended like a tiger to pounce on the fleeing Mongolian soldiers.

Lin Jing and Qi Yuan stood in the dark and watched the guard cavalry disrupt the war, and the sound of fighting echoed in everyone's ears.

The repeated defeats of the Mongolian army had already made Ulimu think of retreating. Although the main force was still guarding Yancheng, there were tens of thousands of troops in Ningcheng and Hepingcheng.

Qi Yuan smiled slightly as he looked at the Ningcheng defenders who only cared about fleeing for their lives and had no intention of fighting.

The guards who were killed by the personal guards were only a small part, and those who fled on horseback were the Ancheng defenders.

These Mongols, who had already separated from Ulimu, took this opportunity to preserve their strength in order to break out and escape back to the grassland.

Qi Yuan fixed his eyes on Ning Cheng, and when the sound of fighting stopped, he led the convoy into Ning Cheng.

The people wearing armor and holding the king's flag high held the flag with tears in their eyes. They stepped on the corpses of the Mongolian soldiers and entered the homeland step by step with the blood of their enemies.

"Big Xuan Yongchang!"

"Your Majesty, ten thousand years! Da Xuan Yongchang!"

The people who followed Qi Yuan shouted spontaneously, Lin Jing sat in the carriage and watched Qi Yuan who was driving, frowning.

Those shouts from the heart were heavier and louder than any boast.

Lin Zhishen rode a white horse with a long spear in his hand, and the blood of the Mongolian army was all over his armor.

Tears followed the blood trail like a line of blood tears.

Lin Zhi led the guards to lead the way, and the young man who had just entered the battlefield whispered hoarsely.

"Father, mother, eldest sister, second sister... Li Er has avenged you..."

Lin Zhi's voice trembled, and tears fell on the back of his hands.

"Zhier avenged you! I avenged you!
father!mother!elder sister!

do you know?Can you see it? "

Not only Lin Zhi, everyone shouted in their hearts.

The hope of revenge for the great hatred finally arrived, and the hatred turned into hope was finally vented with Qi Yuan's higher voice.

They shouted and struggled to raise the king's flag in their hands, no matter how high it was, it would be higher.

The banner of Daxuan was once again flying in Ningcheng, and this emperor's personal guard with only a hundred soldiers broke through Ningcheng, which was stationed by tens of thousands of people.

The people in Ningcheng, who were so excited, saw the banner approaching in the city gate, and heard a familiar accent in their ears.

The people who were piled up in the corner by the Mongolian army like mud were climbing forward involuntarily.

The people who were hungry like skeletons approached Qi Yuan and the others with hands and feet, opening their mouths to speak, but they had already forgotten their local accent.

They were so anxious that they burst into tears, and kept opening their mouths to gradually utter intermittent syllables.

Clutching their broken arms, they dragged their empty lower body forward recklessly, dragging bloody trails on the road. At this moment, they burst out with enormous strength, hoping to see the banner belonging to Daxuan before they died. Hear the triumphant sound of victory.

The women with numb eyes and naked clothes just stood naked in front of the city gate and watched the king flag held high, crying like rain.

The women and children with their children in their arms held up the emaciated child to the guards with all their eyes full of prayers, hoping to bring life to the youngest son.

They won, but this victory seems to have come too late, too late...

　Shuixiang went to practice driving. It was a little late. I will take the test tomorrow. I haven’t added a change for the time being. I will add a change tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)