Tang Dynasty: The seventh rank of official residence, and you will be given the Ten Thousand People

Zhao Wenhui frowned slightly. The door of the Governor's Mansion was closed tightly and it was pitch black. It looked a bit abnormal no matter how you looked at it.

"Does Fan Xin already know that the Governor is going to attack the Governor's Mansion?"

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, he nodded to Zhuge Xuanming beside him, who waved.

"Go and call the door. The other sergeants are ready to attack at any time!"

With an order, two thousand sergeants moved out of the way, and a dozen muscular men walked to the front of the formation holding a log, ready to break open the heavy door.

Under the gaze of everyone, a guard of the Governor's Mansion walked up the steps and knocked twice.

"Open the door. Governor Zhao wants to see you, Governor Fan!"

However, no matter how hard he knocked on the door, there was no movement inside.

"Report to the Grand Governor, no one in the mansion responded!" Finding no one responded, the guard came back and said with fists in his hands.

"It seems that they are hiding inside and are afraid to come out." Zhao Wenhui sneered, drew his sword and shouted.

"Come on, open the door and rush in!"

"Kill!"

Two thousand sergeants acted upon hearing the order and rushed towards the governor's mansion like a fire dragon.

Suddenly, densely packed Qianniu Guards suddenly appeared on the previously empty high wall. They pointed their hand crossbows at the incoming sergeant and pulled the trigger.

The attacking troops who were caught off guard were shot to death on the spot, and the logs in their hands rolled to the ground.

Seeing this, Zhao Wenhui said loudly: "Pick up the log and open the door for me!"

"Yes!"

The sergeants shouted angrily, picked up the log and continued to rush towards the door.

The walls of the Governor's Mansion are high and thick, and the terrain is narrow. If a large force wants to attack, the only way is through the gate, so breaking open the gate is a top priority.

Finally, after sacrificing dozens of lives, the vanguard troops slammed the log against the door of the house.

The imagined break-in did not happen. The door behind the door was extremely solid, as if it was full of things.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Wenhui said fiercely: "Damn Fan Xin, he actually blocked the door of the house! How long will this attack last!"

Originally, he planned to use the night attack to launch a quick decisive battle, but now it seems that it may become a war of attrition.

Compared to Zhao Wenhui's irritability, Zhuge Xuan was obviously much calmer. He stroked his beard and said.

"Grand Governor, please be patient. No matter how thick the city gate is, it cannot stop a continuous attack. As long as we use up all the two hundred thousand oxen guards inside, the gate will naturally collapse."

"Give the order, the army will switch to wheel fighting, and the archers will suppress the Qianniu Guards on the wall on both sides!"

I have to say that Zhuge Xuanming's move really worked. When the archers went into battle, the Qianniu Guards on the wall gradually suffered casualties, and there were far fewer arrows fired at the attacking troops.

In the vestibule, Duan De stood on the steps with his Qianniu Dao in his hand, his face extremely gloomy. Only three hours had passed since the attack, and more than a dozen of the brothers in charge of the first line of defense had died.

If the consumption continues at this rate, the vestibule defense line will completely collapse by the time the sun rises tomorrow.

"Take a few people and carry the injured brother to the backyard for treatment. You can't let them die here in vain."

"The general will know!" The subordinate clasped his fists and led several Qianniu Guards to carry the injured brother to the backyard.

Seeing so many people injured, Fan Xin quickly took out healing medicine to stop their bleeding and heal their injuries.

"How is the situation in the front yard?" Fan Xin asked as he stopped the bleeding of the wounded.

"Returning to the governor of Fan, the enemy's offensive is fierce. Brothers can hold on until noon tomorrow at most." The injured Qianniu Wei said hoarsely.

Fan's confidence sank. According to the planned plan, the first line of defense must hold on for at least three days with high walls and gates. If it can only hold for one day, then once the enemy attacks, it will be difficult to hold on behind.

Thinking of this, Fan Xin said to Yang Qing and Zhao Hu at the door of the room: "You two and these brothers go to the vestibule to help General Duan De."

The two looked at each other, and Zhao Hu hesitated and said: "Fan Governor, what will happen if we leave?"

They were sent by the Queen Mother to protect Fan Xin. If something unexpected happened, both of them would inevitably die.

"Don't worry about me. It's important to hold the first line of defense first. Otherwise, once the enemy rushes in, we will only be in more danger."

Seeing Fan Xin's resolute attitude, Yang Qing and Zhao Hu sighed and followed Qian Niuwei to the front hall.

As soon as they walked out of the huge backyard, only Fan Xin was left alone.

At this time, the door opened, and a flowery girl in a red dress walked up to Fan Xin and sobbed softly.

"President Fan, are we not going to survive tonight?"

Fan Xin glanced at her and said calmly: "Zhao Wenhui's knife can't kill me yet, just go into the house and stay calm."

Ruhua was not comforted by his words and said worriedly.

"President Fan, there is no need to lie to this little girl. Governor Zhao has tens of thousands of troops under his command, and you guys can't stop his attack."

"How about we escape as soon as possible, the slave family doesn't want to die here." As he said this, he threw himself into Fan Xin's arms, his delicate body trembling.

Fan Xin said displeasedly: "Miss Ruhua, the war is tense right now. If you mess with our army's morale again, don't blame me for being rude."

Unexpectedly, after hearing these words, Ruhua raised her pretty face and suddenly sneered.

"President Fan, since you don't accept the slave family's support, the little girl can only send you to see Qiao An."

After speaking, he opened his mouth and slashed Fan Xin's neck with a sharp blade.

The speed was so fast that by the time Fan Xin reacted and wanted to pull out the sword, it was already too late.

At the critical moment, a beautiful figure rushed out of the room, and just as the blade was about to scratch her neck, she kicked Ruhua on the back.

The powerful impact directly caused Ruhua to spit out a mouthful of blood and fall to the ground.

Ruhua was shocked when she saw that the person in front of her was Qiao Feiyan.

"Impossible! You were obviously hit by my sweat medicine, how could you be fine?"

Qiao Feiyan pointed her sword at Ruhua and said coldly: "You want to stun me with your dirty tricks?"

Speaking of this, she turned her head and looked at Fan Xin.

"President Fan, are you okay?"

Fan Xinxin shook his head with lingering fear: "I'm fine. Thank you for saving me. Otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous."

After thanking Qiao Feiyan, Fan Xin came to Ruhua. At this time, the woman was not as charming as before and was staring at him with a look of hatred.

"If my guess is correct, you must have been sent by Zhuge Xuanming to monitor me, right?"

"So what, be smart and release this girl as soon as possible, otherwise once the army attacks the Governor's Mansion, you will all die!"

Fan Xin laughed and said seriously: "I said that Zhao Wenhui's sword cannot kill me."

After saying this, he pulled out his sword and put it on her neck, saying coldly.

"Did you kill Qiao An because he found out that Zhao Wenhui was a fake?"

"This……"

"Say!"

Ruhua was so frightened that he trembled all over and lowered his head.

"Hui Fan Governor, in fact, it was not because he discovered the identity of..."

Pfft!

Ruhua's delicate body trembled and she fell backwards.

No, there's an assassin!

Qiao Feiyan exclaimed and chased into the night, and soon disappeared.

Looking at Ruhua who was silenced in front of her, Fan Xin frowned and knelt down, touching Ruhua's chest.

There was a black poisonous needle inserted there!