The fiefdom increases by 1 soldier in 1 second, and the empress kneels down and begs not to rebel

Two days later.

Birds soared high in the sky, making bursts of chirping sounds. They flew very high, but they did not dare to fall because the smoke of beacon fire and the shouts of killing on the ground disturbed them.

After all, the sword has no eyes, and if you are not careful, blood will be splashed three feet away.

On the plain, two groups of people were fighting.

There were people on one side wearing various clothes. Of course, more people were wearing coarse cloth undershirts and holding various rough swords in their hands.

This group of people is very mixed. In addition to wearing different clothes and using different weapons, they even have great differences in age.

There are both a boyish boy in his teens and an old man with gray hair on his temples, but no matter how different these people are, the only thing that remains unchanged is the determined look in their eyes.

That's the look in his eyes that looks at death as if he's home, and that's the determination that even if he's going to die next moment, he'll never take a step back!

On the opposite side, there is a well-disciplined and fully armed army of Tu Yuan!

Wearing silver armor, holding spears in their hands, and holding up drop-shaped red shields, they fiercely launched charges one after another.

In addition, some of these soldiers are extremely tall. They hold long giant axes and carry wide square shields. The shields are extremely wide, and with their tall stature, they can block almost all attacks.

With their powerful physical advantages, every time these giant axe-soldiers swung an axe, one of their bodies was split open, and steaming internal organs flowed out from the broken chest, exuding a strong smell of blood.

This was almost a crushing battle. Every time Tu Yuan's army moved forward, a large number of Xijing rebels fell.

But even death did not make the Xijing rebels take a step back.

When we arrived at the battlefield today, everyone was already prepared to die in battle. If we take one step back, Xijing will fall.

Behind you is the land where your ancestors have lived for generations. How can you give it to the enemy?

"kill!"

The cry of killing resounded throughout the sky, and the Xijing rebels rushed towards Tuyuan's army with swords in hand...

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Behind the battlefield, in the military camp of the Xijing rebels.

The young man who had beheaded Ruan Zhenfu earlier had a messy beard and hair, his handsome face looked tired, and a messy beard had grown on his chin.

He rubbed his sore eyes, which were bloodshot.

It is none other than Zhang Ye, the son of the current Minister of Civil Affairs!

At this moment, a big man hurried into the tent, with a look of anxiety on his face.

"Alliance leader! Oh no, the Tuyuan Army's offensive is too fierce. Our organized troops have no way to stop them!"

"If Tu Yuan's army continues to advance, Xijing will fall in the next two days!"

Zhang Ye held his forehead and said nothing.

But his hands were clenched into fists at this moment.

A strong feeling of powerlessness emerged from my heart, and my body became increasingly tired.

In fact, at this point in the war, he already understood that Xijing was really going to be captured by Tu Yuan's army.

In his initial idea, he thought that the troops he organized plus the soldiers from Xijing, as well as recruiting some young and strong young men to go to the battlefield, would not only defeat the Tuyuan Kingdom, but at least allow them to advance at a faster speed. slowed down.

Next, as time goes by, the weather will get colder and colder. Tuyuan Kingdom will be trapped in freezing temperatures and insufficient food and grass during this trek.

As a result, they will inevitably shelve their plan to attack Xijing.

But what he didn't expect was that the Tuyuan army that came this time not only had sufficient supplies of food and grass, but was also extremely powerful.

Not only are their troops far more powerful than those in Xijing, their individual combat capabilities are also extremely powerful. This is the first time he has fought against such a powerful enemy.

Although he had been gathering some heroes underground before, and there were many people from the Crimson Tide Alliance, but this time he faced the formally trained army of Tu Yuan Kingdom, and he understood that his strength was too weak.

Without rigorous military training, it is really difficult to deal with this group of enemies that are like wolves, tigers and leopards.

And this also reminded him of Qin Ze who was far away in Beiliang. He could wipe out hundreds of thousands of Huma troops. Now it seems that it is indeed as difficult as climbing to the sky.

If he could rush to the battlefield in Xijing, he would definitely not let Xijing fall.

but--

In the past two days, the people sent to Beiliang had rushed back the news. Qin Ze did not bring an army to Xijing. He still left Beiliang leisurely.

The movement of the army seemed to be waiting to enter the capital after leaving Beiliang.

Qin Ze seems to have decided not to interfere in this matter in Xijing...

Thinking of this, Zhang Ye felt a suffocation in his chest, making it difficult for him to breathe.

He had known Qin Ze since he was a child, and had often talked with him about world affairs in the capital before. In his memory, he was clearly a man who cared about the world and had unique thoughts.

Why didn't he lead his troops immediately during the Xijing Incident?

Could it be that in his heart, revenge against Jin Fengling is really more important than losing Xijing?

In other words, he didn't care about the people of the world or Xijing at all, and the uprising was just to overthrow Jin Fengling and become the emperor himself?

Zhang Ye shook his head. He was unwilling to accept this result, but the facts before him told him that Qin Ze would no longer come to Xijing.

At this moment, another big man hurriedly ran in outside the tent.

Seeing him coming in, Zhang Ye's eyes lit up and he immediately said:

"How's it going? Are there any troops coming to Xijing?"

The big man looked frustrated and sighed:

"No, King Zhenbei's army... hasn't left Beiliang yet, and they are moving very slowly."

"Immediately speed up and rush to Xijing. By the time they arrive, I'm afraid... Xijing has also been lost."

After the words fell, Zhang Ye's head dropped weakly and he sighed heavily.

Zhang Ye rubbed his messy hair, raised his head and looked at the two of them, his bloodshot eyes showing extremely firm will.

"No matter what, even without reinforcements, Xijing must not fall into the hands of Tuyuan Kingdom!"

“Even if Tuyuan Kingdom’s offensive is fierce, we must not retreat!”

"If they want to encroach on our land, then they can step on our corpses!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Ye straightened his back, picked up the big knife on the side, and strode out of the tent.

As soon as he walked out of the camp, Zhang Ye saw countless people gathered outside.

What kind of group of people was that? Teenagers, big men in their prime, old men with hunched backs. Some of them were holding weapons, some were holding farm tools...

This situation shocked Zhang Ye. He looked at the crowd and said, "You...are all..."

Before he finished speaking, someone in the crowd shouted:

"Xijing is my home, how could I watch them break into my home!"

"Isn't it just a life? He will still be a good man after eighteen years!"

Immediately afterwards, various voices sounded from the crowd. Although the voices were mixed, they expressed only one meaning.

This is our land.

Behind us are our families.

If you want to break into my house and insult my family, then walk over our corpses!

Zhang Ye took a deep breath, raised his sword, raised his arms and shouted:

"Defend our land! Defend our home!"

"It means sacrificing our lives, so what!"

"Take your weapons and chop them on the enemy's head!"

"kill!"

Zhang Ye shouted loudly and led them to the final battlefield...

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On this day, the army had already arrived at the Beiliang Pass. They made no next move and instead chose to garrison at the pass.

At the same time, on a hidden trail somewhere, a cavalry team that had set off from Beiliang a few days ago was rushing on the road at full speed.

In order to rush on the road as quickly as possible, they were already traveling lightly. Now, they have entered Xijing and are rushing to the battlefield!

And the number of people in this cavalry team - only a few people!

Among them, the leading three are Huo Qubing, Dian Wei, and Qin Ze, who has 90 million points!

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PS: No prizes for betting!

1. Without even a moment of mourning for the Wu**, those who immediately rushed to the battlefield were——

2. Without even a moment of mourning for JDG, the one who immediately rushed to the battlefield was——

3. A certain military force that once swept across Eurasia is now rushing to the battlefield. Their name is——

I take back what I said yesterday. It snowed today, but the snow is still beautiful. Good night (???`?)