The night wind suddenly blew, and the clothes on the city wall rustled in the wind.
"My Lord! Commander-in-Chief!"
The cheers did not last long, and some soldiers crawled up to the city wall to report.
Liu Yi grabbed the man and said loudly, "Why are you panicking? Stand firm first!"
The soldier finally calmed down and said, "Outside the city, a large barbarian army has been spotted. There are hundreds of thousands of them! They are only an incense stick away from the city gate!"
"What!"
Liu Yi quickly stood at the edge of the city wall, staring at the silent darkness with a very serious expression.
The people around him didn't react at all after hearing the news. Liu Yi turned around and asked, "Sir! Do you really want to stay here?"
Pei Zheng stood in the dark and just raised his eyelids to glance at the two of them. His eyes were calm and indifferent, as if he was completely unmoved by such an urgent situation.
"Give me the bow." Pei Zheng said.
Liu Yi handed it over and sent over a specially made feather arrow that could be shot a hundred meters away and was extremely lethal.
Pei Zheng held the bow in his left hand and took the arrow with his right hand. He dipped some black oil in the oil tank next to him, then pulled the bowstring to its full extent. It looked like a crescent moon ready to shoot towards the scorching sun at any time.
Seeing this, Liu Yi gave an order and all the other archers climbed up the city wall and hid behind the holes in the wall, leaving only their sharp arrows exposed.
It was quiet all around and the sound of the wind could be heard coming from afar.
Suddenly, the city wall began to shake slightly. A few soldiers who noticed it looked around blankly, not knowing what was happening.
Afterwards, the vibration became more intense, and a dark wave was seen rising not far away.
No, it wasn't a wave. The black fog connecting the horizon and moving rapidly and orderly was an army.
The barbarian soldiers were not wearing their national costumes. All of them were dressed in black. They ran in unison, like evil spirits from hell seeking souls, rushing towards the imperial capital in an overwhelming manner.
A thick, almost oppressive atmosphere began to spread on the walls of the imperial capital. Everyone watched the black tide coming. The tiny imperial capital was like a tiny duckweed on the sea, about to be swallowed up and submerged by the huge waves without even leaving a trace.
The archers on the city wall remained motionless for the time being. The distance was too far, it was too dark, their vision was blurry, and they had no way of aiming.
The barbarian army stopped not far from the imperial capital, but before the imperial capital had a chance to catch its breath, a team of soldiers attacked first. They pushed huge catapults and wooden stakes used to break down the city gates, and soon reached the city gate.
The Celestial Empire soldiers who had been ambushing outside the city rushed out, catching the barbarian army off guard, and quickly killed most of the small group of soldiers with only a small loss of manpower.
But before that small group of soldiers were all killed, another group of barbarian soldiers immediately came up from behind to make up for them.
In this way, new and energetic barbarian soldiers continued to fill the positions, and the energy of the Celestial Empire soldiers outside the city was exhausted in a short time.
But even if there was only one soldier left, he fought to the end.
The sounds of fighting outside the city suddenly returned to calm as the last soldier fell.
This is just a brief peace after death.
The barbarian soldiers continued to push their slings and wooden stakes forward.
Pei Zheng's arrow was always aimed at the enemy. No matter what happened below, he didn't pay any attention to it.
Suddenly, there was a "swoosh" sound, and a long and thick feather arrow flew out from the high city wall. The speed was so fast that one could not see the direction of the arrow. One could only see a black shadow passing by in the moonlight, like a bird with wings, and it flew straight into the black waves.
When the bird was in mid-air, it suddenly caught fire all over. The black oil it dipped in was ignited as it rubbed against the air, and turned into a huge bright fireball. When it was right above the barbarian army, it scattered and turned into a bunch of small fireballs that fell down.
These fireballs fell directly on the bodies of many barbarian soldiers, and under the ignition of black oil, they quickly ignited the black military uniforms.
Pei Zheng held the bow in his hand, standing on the city wall with cold eyes, looking from afar at the small group of barbarian troops that were causing chaos on the opposite side.
cut off the feet!
He murmured.
Then someone handed over a feather arrow dipped in black oil. Pei Zheng put the arrow on and pulled the string fluently. When the feather arrow flew out, countless small feather arrows were shot out together with it.
A bright wall of fire shot over from the city wall of the imperial capital. The barbarian army was too dense and there was no time to retreat or dodge. Many soldiers were directly burned to death by the falling fireballs.
The archers of the Celestial Empire shot arrow after arrow, and each arrow was carrying a flying star and a shooting fire.
The barbarian soldiers were also inspired and started their catapults. Huge stones were thrown onto the city walls, killing many archers and creating gaps in the city walls.
At the same time, more barbarian soldiers rushed up, shouting, climbing the city walls with ropes and bamboo ladders, and hitting the city gates with wooden stakes.
The loud sound of "dong dong dong" was like hammers hitting the hearts of every Celestial Empire soldier. Every time the hammer hit, their hearts would skip a beat.
The city walls were already covered with blood and corpses, with even limbs and brains splattered everywhere.
The sturdy gates of the imperial capital were also knocked open, and a large number of barbarian soldiers immediately swarmed in and fought against the Celestial Empire soldiers in the city. Both sides raised their swords and knives and fought flesh-and-flesh.
Due to the large number of barbarian soldiers, the Celestial Empire soldiers were soon unable to withstand them.
Some barbarian soldiers ran to the streets of the imperial capital and began to massacre house by house. When they were killing people, the expressions on their faces were very ferocious, as if they had lost their minds. They killed people and ghosts and burned down the houses.
At the same time, some barbarian soldiers climbed up the high city walls.
In an instant, the sounds of fighting, swords, wailing, burning fire, and flesh being cut by sharp weapons echoed throughout the imperial capital.
This is no longer a capital city, but a hell on earth.
Several barbarian soldiers also rushed up to Pei Zheng. Before they could raise their machetes, their throats were cut by the feather arrows in Pei Zheng's hand. Blood spurted onto Pei Zheng's sharp chin, and then twisted into a stream and dripped down.
Pei Zheng wiped it with the back of his hand, looked up at the scarlet and sticky blood on the back of his hand, then jumped down from the city wall and joined the fighting crowd.
He drew his sword swiftly and fiercely, and soon there were piles of corpses around him. The more people he killed, the more people rushed towards him.
Then a small encirclement formed around Pei Zheng, and layers of barbarian soldiers surrounded him.
After killing all the enemies in one layer, there is still another layer, as if it is endless.
Suddenly, a hole was torn in the encirclement from the outside, and Liu Yi rushed in with a sword in his hand. It took a lot of effort for him to kill Pei Zheng.
"Sir," Liu Yi was already covered in wounds, but his face looked fine. He killed an enemy soldier with one sword, "and the other city gates were also lost.
And the enemy troops are already heading for the palace! What should we do now? "
Pei Zheng's eyes flashed, and he stabbed a soldier's throat with a sword.
There was a black horse in the corner next to him. Pei Zheng slowly moved over, then jumped on the horse, passed the crowd, and rushed into the palace at a high speed.
Along the way, one could see corpses of civilians piled up on both sides of the road. The bluestone path was dyed red by the gathering blood. The rabbit lotus lanterns that were originally hanging on the trees and emitting bright red light were all pulled down, soaked in blood, and thrown on the ground and trampled on.
Suddenly, Pei Zheng narrowed his eyes. An arrow suddenly flew out from a small alley beside the road and almost hit him.
Fortunately, an arrow flew from behind and knocked the arrow away. As the two arrows fell to the ground, Pei Zheng's sword flew towards the dark alley, from which a muffled groan and the sound of someone falling to the ground were heard.
Pei Zheng looked back and saw that it was the little archer from before. He had saved his life and was now smiling at him with some pride.
Pei Zheng also smiled with the corners of his lips slightly raised.
Unexpectedly, another arrow shot straight at the young archer from behind. Pei Zheng didn't see the arrow until the young archer fell to the ground and died after being shot in the heart.
At this time, thick black smoke rose from the imperial palace not far away and rose into the sky.
Pei Zheng spurred his horse and galloped again.
His fingers were tightly gripping the reins, his eyes filled with bleak, sharp, and murderous intent.
The Imperial Palace of the Celestial Empire.
The silence was broken by a shrill scream, followed by wailing and crying one after another from all the palaces.
It was a mess everywhere. Some things were looted by the barbarians, and some were stolen by the palace maids and eunuchs who escaped from the palace.
Wherever those barbarians went, they left behind only blood and corpses.
When the palace gate was breached, Qi Yirou was with Qi Bingzhi.
At this final moment, the two sisters who once hated each other were finally able to speak to each other calmly.
The two men agreed to commit suicide by taking poison together, but before they could drink the poison, the voices of barbarian soldiers were heard outside the palace gate.
Before they broke in, Qi Bingzhi blocked the door with his body, buying time for Qi Yiru to swallow the medicine, but she herself did not have time to take the poison.
After those wild and beast-like barbarians entered the room, they did not kill Qi Bingzhi directly. Instead, several people dragged her to the inner hall together.
After a long time, the barbarian soldiers walked away laughing, not forgetting to stab the already dead Qi Yirou with one more knife.
Inside the inner hall, there was chaos.
Qi Bingzhi's eyes were already stained red. Those people did not let her die. She struggled to crawl out of the inner hall, leaving a trail of blood.
She crawled to Qi Yirou and closed her eyes for her.
Then, there was no sound.
The violence in the palace lasted only a stick of incense before everything returned to normal.
A peace built on ruin and death.