Zhong You rushed to Wuhan, and Kyoto watched the Yi soldiers crossing Luyi Mountain within four days. The 40,000 Yi soldiers were well equipped and fed by the Zhong family. It was Xiao Jin, so he sighed: "It's hard to fight."

It has to be said that it is the best strategy to besiege Kyoto at present. In the early spring, the granary in Beijing was waiting to be filled. The southward journey was delayed due to the war and has not been delivered. Now the Yi soldiers blocked the door and could not even send it in. The food and grass were tight, and they were not at ease to guard it.

"The Zhong family was ruthless in the sword. If Xianglan couldn't get through..." Xiao Jin laughed dryly: "I can only sacrifice my life for the country."

"If you really can't defend it, the King of Punishing will definitely divide the troops back to rescue you. There is no movement at the moment, I think I know there is a place to rescue the soldiers." Hou Ke said, "You and I can only hold on for a few days and wait a moment."

Xiao Jin raised his body and shouted: "Open your eyes and the archers are on standby. People come here from thousands of miles away, how can people return home in disappointment?"

Kyoto was treated solemnly, and those who stood up solemnly all looked at each other. Hearing the sound of the roars of the Yi soldiers approached, they were already close to each other. Xiao Jin shouted "Shot the arrow", and the war drum immediately shook his ears and opened the battle.

The drum sounded, and the bells in the side courtyard of Zhou's mansion were rushing in people's hearts as if they were urging their lives, just in response to the Kyoto with a huge fighting spirit.

Zhou Pu was lying on a rattan chair under the eaves. Listening to the noise, he gradually became conscious and dreamed of the old scenery.

He dreamed of the first year of Yongle again, and everyone was full of energy when they were young.

In the first year of Yongle, the new emperor ascended the throne, and the Hanlin Academy was specially opened to attract talented people from all over the world. For a time, countless scholars gathered in Kyoto and looked at the streets. They were all handsome young men, and I don’t know how many daughters waiting to marry in Beijing were secretly moved.

However, among them, the most eye-catching one is Zhong Zirun, the son of a wealthy family, with a single name "Ze". This person not only defeated the "wild mountains and leisurely clouds" under the clan of the Hou Xiang family with his appearance, but also attracted countless noble children to join him with their wealth and fortune.

In terms of romantic affairs, who in the world is as good as brother Zirun?

The first time Zhou Pu saw this man, he was invited by Zhong Hezhi to have tea on the Buer-Erth floor. He raised his foot and climbed the ladder, and greeted him from the top. The man fucked the back collar, with a simple robe and wide sleeves, and a slap in wooden clogs. He didn't have a single decoration, and he was full of endless romantic and elegant style.

The face is good-looking.

"Brother Chun Jing." The man leaned over and grabbed Zhou Pu's arm, and grabbed it just right. His eyes were filled with smiles, and he said loudly: "It makes people feel comfortable."

Zhou Pu slid his feet with a "clang" and fell on the ladder.

His mother was the noble daughter of Xu Hang and Liu. She had an ordinary appearance. She married his father as his wife. She had been with her father for decades and was promoted to the Zuodu Censor. Unexpectedly, the Zuodu Censor who supervised the Qingming Festival turned to the scene and became the legitimate daughter of the wealthy family in Kyoto. In the blink of an eye, his mother could not survive a year. Zhou Pu always secretly felt cold and disgusted when he saw his "mother" of the same age at home. It was precisely because of this kind of person who looked more beautiful than spring flowers and had a love for her eyebrows and eyes.

He hurriedly twitched Zhong Ze's arm, lowered his head and said, "I was in a hurry and mistreated."

I don’t know what Zhong Ze looks like, but in short, he didn’t drink this tea quickly, so he left the scene, only remembering that Zhong Zirun was Zhong He’s brother.

Although he was a concubine, he was better than Zhong You. At least he was given the Zhong family's jade tablet and was a man's son.

Half a month later this time, Zhou Pu only walked around the Hanlin Academy. He was determined to stand up and did not want to obey his father's mission. At this moment, there were many people in the Hanlin Academy. Zhang Laosan sat on the forum, and Zuo Kaizhi often mentioned the theory of strategy, which was the legendary "clear stream" who also mentioned the article. Zhong He and Zhong You have already joined the Marquis's disciple, and Zhong Xie had his own body to make arrangements. The four of them seemed to be moving forward together, but in fact they opened it for several miles. Zhou Pu refused to speak out the difficulties and could only stay up at night, and became more and more courageous in the theory of strategy.

Staying up late and slapped, Zhou Pu walked around the day, and he was always wandering. But his home was noisy, so he had to live in the Hanlin Academy. He left his personal servant and had negligent diet. No one knew when he fell ill. He went to the clinic to grab medicine, but the person was burned and touched his sleeves, and remembered that he forgot to bring his pocket.

The guy stared at him waiting for the cashier. He hesitated with the medicine bag and said: "Then..."

"A coincidence." One person behind him threw the silver and rewarded the friend, and beat him up, "Brother Zhou."

Zhou Pu's tongue was bitter, and seeing that the man only believed that his luck was really bad. He put the medicine bag and said, "No need for Brother Zhong, I will catch this medicine later." He raised his hand to Zhong Ze and was kind to him: "I'm not sure today, I'll talk to Brother Zhong again and say goodbye."

After saying that, the man turned around and left the clinic, the sun was bright. He rushed back to the yard in the heat of the heat. The road was messy and crowded. He walked slowly, his body was weak, his footsteps were weak, and he was sweating when he touched his back. Not long after he walked, the carriage stopped aside, and the person inside lifted the curtain - why was it still Zhong Ze!

"Send brothers." Zhong Zefan nodded the sun, "The sky is blue and white, give me a look."

When people reached this point, they refused to say anything again and refused Zhong He. Zhou Pu sighed and got in the car. Because he was confused and fell asleep, he was still heavy when he was half awake. Looking around, he could only see someone sitting next to him and change his towel to cover the ice.

The breeze passed by, and Zhou Pu listened to him and called out: "Chongjing, are you awake?"

Wake up?

The bell swayed rapidly, and the stone hit the ears. The sky was dark and the wind was cold and the wind was shivering.

Zhou Pu suddenly opened his eyes, and he touched his forehead, and it was sweating. The servant ran over to the door and shouted, "Young Master! It's amazing! The Yi soldiers have gunpowder! They buried the door and exploded half of the door! Look, they can't be blocked!"

Zhou Pu was stunned: "Where did the gunpowder come from...I have already taken it all away." Yin paused and stood up and showed a trembling expression, "...Zi Run."

At that moment, Xiao Jin threw himself into Xin Ming's body, followed by half of the wall, and his body rolled diagonally against the gravel. He held Xin Ming and raised his voice suddenly: "Shoot!"

The slaughtered soldiers! Who would have expected that the front car he was at the door was stuffed with gunpowder, and the bombing bombed half of the city gate and collapsed along the wall!

The barbarian soldiers below flocked to him, Xiao Jin pulled Xin Ming up, and the ministers behind him were already in chaos. They joined the army and accidentally blocked the way. Xiao Jin raised his foot and kicked Xin Ming away, hurriedly pushed Xin Ming into the rear, and said sternly: "Tao and return to the palace! Close the palace gate!"

"Uncle!" Xin Ming suddenly grabbed Xiao Jin's sleeve, "What are the fears of all the generals here!" He turned around and scolded: "Where is the 'Dao of Heaven'! I and the generals guard the Kyoto together! I would rather break the jade than the tiles!"

The eunuch quickly presented the way of heaven. Xin Ming took off his crown, threw his robe, pulled out the way of heaven, and said in a cold voice: "There is half of the door, and the gap is blocked! After killing this game, the Yi soldiers must retreat and breathe. You and I still have time!" He held Xiao Jin and said in a steady voice: "Uncle. My father defeated the enemy with all his strength back then. Although I am not in time today, I still want to say something."

He turned the knife and said in a deep voice: "Da Lan is unbeaten!"

The Jingwei Sichun rushed out and broke through the door, and the soldiers fought in front of the door. The sky was dark, and the tinder was ignited, and the light was flying all over the sky. The wooden donkey collided with the tip of the head, and several people retreated and reached the city gate, relying on flesh and blood to stop the invasion.

The shouts were loud, Zhou Pu stood along the wall, watching the fires rising, countless hideous. Blood red splashed, the Kyoto city that had been standing for hundreds of years was like a refreshing color. Many men's enthusiasm and courage were painted here, and they were painted hard on Dalan Shibu. Countless people were trampled under the iron hooves, and they didn't even have a reputation. Tonight, no matter north or south, everyone who held a sword to defend the country - they were called Dalan Hun.

The sky was shaken, heavy stones were smashed. The stones and soil were scattered, and Zhou Pu supported the collapsed steps to the wall. The people who were walking quickly passed by, and he reached the top, looking at the end of the Yi army.

But I can't see clearly.

Zhou Pu suddenly shed tears and his hands trembled. He has been devoted to Dalan for many years, but he never thought that one day the national crisis came to the city, and it was him who was the one who abused the city.

Xiao Jin was not careful. When he turned around, Xin Ming was not beside him. When he saw him, he immediately lost his soul. Xin Ming had rushed into the front, and the wooden donkey was slamming, and the emperor turned over and climbed up. There were at least seven or eight people in the carriage. As soon as the skin curtain was lifted, Xin Ming turned around and turned around and turned around. Xiao Jin ran over and was already picked up. He watched Xin Ming dodge and squat, stumbled into someone's throat with his empty hand, and the crisp sound was broken. He then knocked the knife and inserted the person accurately!

"Fuck me!" Xiao Jin pulled the man away, his face pale, "Scare, I'm so scared!"

Isn’t this trick used by the Supreme Emperor Xin Yi? Who knew that he also taught Xin Ming... Is there anyone who taught his son like this?

Xiao Jin's scalp was numb, and he didn't dare to shout at the emperor here, so he could only catch Xin Ming's nickname: "Aming! You must not be so aggressive! Your father is not like this-"

Xin Ming pressed Xiao Jin's head with a push, and Tiandao pressed his hair straight into Yi Bing's chest. Blood squirted Xiao Jin's head, Xin Ming drew his sword, laughed loudly, "Uncle, go behind." Then he pulled Yi Bing's head, raised his hand, turned around and shouted coldly, "Just Haiyi! Who is afraid of me Dalan!" Tiandao pointed slantedly, "Who took the head of the enemy commander's neck, I will reward him as marquis!"

The Jingwei immediately increased its morale and rushed straight with him. It was like a tiger going down the mountain for a moment, and it was so fierce that it was hard to stop. Xiao Jin did not dare to be careless and followed him step by step. The Yi soldiers were still left behind. Seeing this, they added force and stood stalemate with the Jingwei. The enemy general was tall and strong, and when he rushed out of the army, he was particularly shocked.

The opponent's fast horse was hard to catch, and the heavy hammer hit Xin Ming's horizontal sword and rode his horse's hooves. Xin Ming was suddenly dragged back, and the soil under his feet was loose. He couldn't stop his body being retreated for a while. Xiao Jin's gun was sharp, and he dragged his saddle and climbed onto the horse's back. Unexpectedly, the knife behind him was fatal. He was unable to stop him by a single shot and was delayed.

At this time, the sound of the war drums smashed, and the chest was hit hard, and it was knocked like a thunderous point. Xiao Jin saw Xin Ming hit the knife, and shouted unconsciously: "Relax the knife!"

Xin Ming did not respond. This knife was unusual. It was regarded as a sharp weapon in folk legends. How could Xin Ming let go to save his life? He shouted softly, inserted it hard on the ground, and forced it to block the drag. A long deep mark was drawn from the blade of the Heavenly Dao, which stopped the momentum of the horse's rushing. The chest was hit by a heavy hammer, and the smell of fishyness hit the throat. He endured it and sprayed it out without a single mouthful.

A pile of exclamations shouting "Master" came from the wall immediately. Old Zhang was supported by the man and almost fainted. He said in a trembling voice: "Hui, Hurry Huiyang Hou, save the help..."

Xiao Jin was stopped by the swords, and Xin Ming was dragged deep into the enemy group. He was in a hurry and couldn't get there!

It was late at night, and the night rain flew and it started to fall. The rockets on the wall became weak, and the pressure on the Beijing Guards under the city was difficult. Xiao Jin carried a gun and hit someone in front of him. He hissed: "Dare to touch my Emperor! Grandpa stepped on your door! Da Lan and the barbarians were irreconcilable!"

The sound breaks through the night rain.

At this time, the sound of horse hooves suddenly sounded behind the Yi soldiers.

First, no one heard a single "click" sound, and then the hooves rushed over, with the sound of "click" sound deafening.

"Here you." Hou Ke leaned over and his eyes turned red, "Here you are!"

The leader rushed into the Yi soldiers, and then followed everyone with them to draw their swords. The single cavalry was so fast that the blood light splattered across the long sword. He went alone and crossed the border with a fierce look.

"Is it... the Supreme Emperor?" Old Zhang clenched Hou Ke tightly and asked anxiously.

Hou Ke was stunned: "No... I don't know this guy."

The rain slid his eyebrows and eyes, revealing his young and sharp eyes. His deep eyes were cold and his killing sound was silent. He looked straight at the enemy general, but he only took this person seriously. The long sword was slightly raised, and the sword held the cross arm. Xiao Jin's eyes were sharp, and he recognized that the long sword was Meng Chen's hundred battles.

The two generals of horses touched each other, and the man suddenly jumped and squatted on the back of the horse. Without a moment, the long sword that was repelling the enemy horse with the man. The war horse neighed, and the enemy general on the horse's back was almost lifted, and was suppressed by the man. In the midst of lightning, the man suddenly slipped his leg with his other hand, and the dagger flipped into his palm, and he raised his fingers across his neck! His movements were neighed, as fast as the wind!

The enemy general was unable to retreat, and blood splashed on his neck. The man blocked the enemy general's head with a blade, raised his head and rolled his knees to hit the enemy general's cheek, knocking the man off the horse. The long sword then threw the palm away from his palm, and accurately threw the nail on the enemy general's neck! It was a meeting and took the head.

Shi Yu raised his hand and threw it at his feet. The soldiers around him suddenly took a few steps back and left the ground. No one knew where this killing god came from.

"Ti...the Supreme Emperor." The old minister held the wall and cried with joy: "It's the Supreme Emperor!"

The troops approached, and the one who showed up under the banner was the Supreme Emperor Xin Yi. Zhong He's eyes lit up suddenly, he took a few steps forward, and gradually smiled.

"Baiou..."

It was Zhong You who followed Xin Yi.

When Changle Hou was about to move, Yu Wuhan released 20,000 troops. No one said that it was a private statement to prevent Zhou Pu from biting. However, he did not know that the Jin-Zheng-Zheng-Yu was the general. The Jin-Zheng-Yu mobilized Wuhan's reinforcements. One day, Changle Hou remained unmoved and relied on Shiyu to kill the chicken to warn the monkey, so he could get along with the soldiers who had divided the troops back to the rescue with the Supreme Emperor.
Chapter completed!