Simulated Immortal Cultivation: Beginning with Changchun's Immortality

Chapter 43
The defensive weapons prepared by the defenders at the city gate, such as rocks and logs, golden juice and kerosene, have been exhausted.

Due to the white-robed battalion that was climbing the city wall, King Qin's army couldn't help being somewhat restrained, unable to use many methods to avoid hurting the friendly army.

For a while, both sides used the crossbow the most. Arrows rained all over the sky, and from time to time some unlucky ones fell from the top of the city screaming.

A few spears pressed against their chests and pushed the incoming enemies down the city. Before the city guards could breathe a sigh of relief, a figure in armor and robes had already risen from the ladder.

The light of the knife passed by like a frightened bird, and the officers and soldiers who defended the city only felt a chill on their necks, and blood lines gradually floated from their necks.

Pounced forward, before Chen Qingzhi could stop for a moment, he rolled along the wall along a lazy donkey to avoid two attacking spears, turned around and put down his knife to finish off the two of them.

The thick bloody smell gradually permeated the top of the city, and Chen Qingzhi was like a tiger descending the mountain, killing no strangers within a five-meter radius of this section of the city wall.

With this infuriating captain holding the situation, more and more white-robed battalion soldiers climbed up the city gate along the gap.

Having already noticed Chen Qingzhi's movements, Cao Keyong led his masters to rush over immediately.

"I'm holding down the enemy general, so hurry up and tear down the ladder!"

A little bit of cold star pierced Chen Qingzhi's chest, and Cao Keyong whispered instructions to the guards beside him.

It turned out that it was his idea to put Chen Qingzhi and others on the top of the wall.

The white-robed soldiers in the city are full of people, and they are waiting for work with ease. If there is a real fight with swords and guns at the top of the city, the exhausted defenders are by no means opponents.

It's better to let a group of enemies go up to the city pass first, and then push down the ladder while they are not stable, cut off the back road, and make a situation of catching turtles in a urn. Sooner or later, the defenders like a tide will pile up these people to death.

"Don't let officers and soldiers get close to the ladder!"

Seeing the two soldiers rushing towards the ladder without hesitation, guessing each other's intentions, how could the young general in white robe let them get what they wanted.

Sinking like a loach, swinging away the tip of Cao Keyong's spear, Chen Qingzhi unleashed his knife like quicksilver, and took one away lightly.

Borrowing the heavy saber gesture, he turned around again and tapped the other person's temple with his toes. Without even making a muffled groan, this person was already lying limply on the ground.

When Chen Qingzhi used his gun to kill two people in a row, Cao Keyong couldn't hold back his face. He was anxious to regain his face, and the gun shot like a dragon and hit several big holes around the opponent's body.

However, Chen Qingzhi just pushed the boat along with the water lightly, holding Cao Keyong's spear aside, and at the same time hanging the knife along the body of the gun to cut his palm.

"not good!"

Cao Keyong subconsciously placed the gun body across his chest, trying to change the opponent's sword path.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he made a move, he saw the tricky smile on Chen Qingzhi's face, and his heart skipped a beat, thinking something was wrong.

Xiangzhuang's sword dance is intended for Peigong.

What Chen Qingzhi really planned was not Cao Keyong's right hand holding the gun, but the iron gun that had been with him for decades!

There was a sudden pause, and his five fingers held the gun tightly in a dragon-binding manner. Chen Qingnei was hesitating, and unexpectedly forcibly broke the iron gun, which weighed more than ten kilograms, into two pieces.

With two intercepting guns in his hand, Cao Keyong, who was out of shape, was getting more and more stretched in defense.

Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, Chen Qingzhi didn't talk about martial arts, he was about to use the Beixuan sword in his hand to dance like a tiger, and he swung the wild goose back to the sky to completely block Cao Keyong's retreat.

The guard with the empty door wide open couldn't dodge in time.

In his desperate gaze, the treasured sword was like a hook and sickle for ghosts to chase after souls.

With a whirlwind, the headless body of the middle-aged guard fell to the ground, and there was no more sound.

"Wan Sheng! Wan Sheng!!! Wan Sheng!!!"

Watching his school captain cut off the guard's head, the white-robed soldiers on the battlements immediately gained momentum, but in contrast, all the guards looked as if they were mourning.

One ebbs and another, the original June [-]th situation suddenly turned into a one-sided massacre.

The militiamen who were forced to defend the city by Cao Keyong dropped their spears and huddled together, scrambling to escape into the city. Some even fell directly from the top of the city ten meters high without noticing it for a while.

Pushing, shoving and stomping, without the white robe battalion doing anything, at this moment, each other has become the biggest enemy of the defenders on their way to escape.

……

When the dust settled, starting from the battlement where the Baipao Camp opened the situation, more flowers bloomed on the Gen Mountain Gate, opening the gap, and a few groups of troops took down this besieged city that had been fighting for three days in one go.

He had already realized that the situation was not right, and before Cao Keyong was defeated, Tang Zhengwang, the prefect of Luozhou, had secretly gathered [-] elite cavalrymen and waited inside the Jinquan Gate.

As soon as the news of Cao Keyong's decapitation reached here, Tang Zhengwang had already opened the city gate and broke through in embarrassment under the protection of [-] cavalry.

After a hard fight and at the cost of more than 28 riders, the magistrate finally escaped with [-] riders by luck.

Looking at the burning Luozhou City behind him, Tang Zhengwang made up his mind that when he returned to the court, he would throw all the blame on Cao Keyong's head.

It was his self-willedness and brutality that turned the hearts of the people in the city against him. If he hadn't persuaded him with good words and worked hard, it would have been a few days before the fall of Luozhou City.

That's right, he just bullied the dead and couldn't speak.

Anyway, he was just a reckless man, he died when he died, and if he could use his family's life to keep the black gauze hat on his head, it was a worthy death.

It's just a pity that the 10 taels of silver I earned are now cheaper than those gangsters.

Reluctantly, he glanced at the direction of Luozhou City, and the pursuers approached behind him, and the magistrate Tang resolutely set his horse and galloped.

……

The fall of Luozhou City shocked the court.

Not only because of the rapid offensive of King Fu's rebels, but also because, as the gateway to the land of fish and rice in the south of the Yangtze River, the fall of Luozhou City means that the south has lost its last barrier.

In time, if the rebels really captured the south, with such a tax-heavy land, King Fu would really have the capital to compete for the world.

This is something Emperor Tai'an cannot tolerate.

For this reason, Emperor Tai'an, who had always been moody, killed more than a dozen eunuchs one after another, even the eunuch Dai Quan, who was trusted in the past, was not spared.

When Tang Zhengwang, who escaped from the dead, learned from his mouth that it was Cao Keyong's self-willedness that led to the fall of Luozhou City.

In a fit of anger, Emperor Tai'an ordered Cao's entire family to be executed and the three clans punished, and women and children were confiscated into the Jiaofang Division as prostitutes.

All the guards in the cities were in danger for a while.

No one knew whether he would become the next Cao Keyong because of his failure to defend the city, and even secretly began to have other thoughts.

Emperor Tai'an knew nothing about all this.

Screening away a group of eunuchs and servants, the young emperor with a sallow complexion, sunken eye sockets, dragging an over-indulgent body, staggered into an inconspicuous Taoist temple in the north of the imperial city.

As soon as he entered the door, Emperor Tai'an, who used to be indescribable in the past, fell to his knees with a plop.

"Please Xuanyang Xianchang save me Dashuo Jiangshan!"

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