Where the blade points, it is invincible.
With Jiang Pengji's order, the imposing army launched a powerful attack on the city wall.
Northern Xinjiang is a nomadic people, and the vast grasslands are the stage for them to dominate.
Although the imperial city was built following the example of the Han family in the Central Plains, the defensive capabilities of this imperial city were simply not up to the standard of a "capital city".
The tofu slag project encountered a brutal siege master, and the Northern Xinjiang was not surprised to retreat.
Even though they occupied the city's terrain, they couldn't last long.
The city wall was scrapped under the frantic bombardment of catapults, and the guards on the city gate could not hold back the waves of arrows shot down from the city.
After only a quarter of an hour, the gates of the northern king city fell, Jiang Pengji led the army to the city wall and opened four gates.
"Reporting - on behalf of the king, the willow thief has broken through the city gate - leading troops to attack the imperial court -"
"Report - Liu thief led his troops to attack the imperial court, and a gate was lost-"
"Report-"
One after another, bad news came to his ears. The sixth prince was wearing the "dragon robe" that the king of Northern Xinjiang was qualified to wear. He sat on the throne in a daze. He looked straight ahead, as if waiting for someone.
The court officials did not know when to disperse, and a large number of palace maids packed up in a panic and prepared to flee for their lives.
Everyone can only take care of themselves, how can they take care of others
The enemy's killing cries were getting closer and closer, and the eldest and fifth princes, who had no time to escape, put on their armor and led the remnants of the army to resist.
Seeing that the imperial court was about to fall, the sixth prince seemed to have a feeling, and finally came back to his senses, and his pale and tired face added a bit of madness.
He got up from the throne, walked down the steps leisurely, and poured the candle oil prepared in the morning all over the tent and the luxurious tassels for decoration.
The sixth prince murmured with a grim expression.
"Gu - always the king of the northern border -"
He waved his hand and knocked over the bronze lanterns used for lighting in the tent. The flames that fell were stained with lamp oil and the fire spread rapidly.
He also poured lamp oil on his clothes, and in a short time he turned into a burning man.
The fire burned, and the sixth prince uncontrollably let out a scream like a ghost being tortured.
The scream was so terrifying that anyone who heard it would feel horrified.
After a fierce battle, the eldest prince and the fifth prince have turned into blood men.
They had wounds all over their bodies, and they were dying of breath.
But no matter how they killed or broke through, the enemies seemed to be endless, forcing them to retreat.
"The emperor, the imperial court—" Yu Guang saw the direction of the imperial court was flaming with anger, and the eldest prince was horrified, "Old sixth he—"
He thought that according to the temperament of the sixth prince, he should lead the crowd to beg for mercy from the enemy, but he did not expect to choose to start the fire.
The eldest prince is distracted, but his enemies are not distracted.
Facing the siege of dozens of soldiers armed with spears, they had no resistance.
puff-
puff-
The sound of the gun head piercing the flesh and blood sounded.
The eldest prince and the fifth prince were back to back, with long spears in front of them, blood holes all over their bodies, and scarlet blood flowing.
After swallowing their last breath, they closed their eyes unwillingly, taking away the last nostalgia for the world.
Jiang Pengji spent the night studying the topographic map of the northern capital city, and found out the mansions of various dignitaries.
After capturing the royal city, she immediately sent people to surround these places and intercept the nobles in the northern border who were trying to escape.
People can die, but their possessions must remain.
Climbing up the broken city wall, Qi Guanrang squinted slightly, with a look in his eyes that others could not understand.
"Growing up so much, I never thought that one day I would be able to climb this city wall and overlook the once arrogant and indomitable Northern Xinjiang."
Guan Qi let the hand in his sleeve squeeze the feather fan tightly, only in this way can he restrain his urge to vent out of control.
Beijiang was the boulder pressing on his heart, and when he thought about it occasionally, he always felt breathless.
Now that I have completely stepped on it, I turned my head and saw that the northern border, which was once like a mountain, didn't seem to be very good.
Jiang Pengji served as ministers, and his background and social status were only a bit higher than Xu Ke.
The son of a Han woman and a northern horse bandit, he was born a filthy bastard.
The Han people despised him, and the northern border could not tolerate him. If he hadn't had a better brain and a more careful mind than others, how could he have grown up in peace
In the end, Qi Guanrang still favored the Central Plains.
Because of his permissive mother, his ardent teacher, his loving wife, and his lovely daughter... Qi Guanrang chose his own position, and the existence of Beijiang became a thorn in his heart, reminding him all the time that he was unbearable. of origin.
"There will be no more northern borders in the future."
Wei Ci saw Guan Qi's move to secretly climb up the city wall. For fear of the other party's accident, she quietly followed and stared at him.
When Qi Guanrang heard Wei Ci's voice, his expression was not surprised. To Wei Ci's statement, he did not answer directly, but said indifferently, "As long as the northern Xinjiang is still there, there will always be new herdsmen—they will become new herdsmen. Northern Xinjiang—"
The key to the savage bloodthirsty in the northern Xinjiang has never been blood.
Even if the Han people lived in the northern Xinjiang, they had to adapt to the environment here and were gradually transformed into nomads who galloped on horseback.
If this is not fundamentally changed, maybe there will be new northern borders to invade the people of the Central Plains in hundreds of years.
"Why doesn't the lord know this?" Wei Ci raised her lips with a small smile, and he said, "She knows it."
Qi Guan squinted his eyes, and the corner of the light fell on Wei Ci, the bottom of his eyes flickered, as if he was looking at something.
After a while, he said, "Does she know what she knows, or do you know what?"
Wei Ci's heart jumped, and she said calmly, "What does Wen Zheng mean?"
Qi Guan let his hands folded between his sleeves, with a peaceful appearance, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, but the curvature of the raised curve did not contain a trace of warmth.
He said, "The lord is always the lord. If you find out that you are not a minister, Wei Zixiao - you and I will definitely have a confrontation."
Wei Ci suddenly remembered the meteorite warning from the previous life, and then looked at Qi Guan Rang's expressionless face, and vaguely understood something.
"No one in the world can be more loyal to her than Ci."
Guan Qi let the tip of his nose snort lightly, noncommittal.
Although Wei Ci was a friendly person, Qi Guan made him suspicious and kept a certain distance from everyone except his family and the lord.
There is one thing that Qi Guanrang has yet to understand.
What purpose did Wei Ci put into the lord's command
At the beginning, there were only him and Xu Ke under the lord's account. Needless to say, Feng Jin had to join because of the ground movement in Beijing.
At that time, the protagonist was poor and white, and he had no reputation. How could he attract Wei Ci to go all the way to her
Because he couldn't figure it out, Qi Guanrang's doubts about Wei Ci have not been put down to this day.
The two got off the city wall, the screams of killing in the city have gradually subsided, and the air is filled with the smell of burning.
Qi Guan let him clean up his mood and return to his former calm.
However, when he saw his lord, Damascus, sitting on top of boxes of gold and silver jewelry, his expression suddenly cracked, and it was difficult to calm down.