Chapter 1016

The blade is invincible.

With Jiang Pengji's order, the powerful army launched a powerful attack on the wall.

Northern Xinjiang is a nomadic nation, and the vast grassland is the stage for them to dominate.

Although the imperial city was built in imitation of the Han family in the Central Plains, the defense ability of the imperial city could not meet the standard of the "capital".

When the tofu dregs project met the ferocious siege experts, Northern Xinjiang was not surprised to retreat one after another.

Even though they occupied the terrain of the city, they didn't last long.

The city wall was scrapped under the crazy bombing of stone catapults, and the guards on the city gate could not stand the waves of arrow rain shot under the city.

Just a quarter of an hour later, the gate of the King City in Northern Xinjiang fell. Jiang Pengji led her army to the wall and opened four gates.

"Report - on behalf of the king, Liu thief has broken through the city gate - lead troops to attack the imperial court -"

"Report - Liu thief led his troops to attack the imperial court, and a door was lost -"

"Report -"

One by one, bad news came into his ears. The six princes were dressed in the "Dragon Robe" that the king of Northern Xinjiang was qualified to wear. They sat on the throne. They didn't seem to hear what the messenger said. They looked straight ahead as if they were waiting for someone.

The courtiers of the court didn't know when to disperse. A large number of gong'e hurriedly packed up and prepared to run for their lives.

People only care about themselves, how can they care about others?

The enemy's cry of killing was getting closer and closer. The big prince and the fifth prince who had no time to escape put on their armor and led the disabled soldiers to make the final resistance.

Seeing that the imperial court was about to fall, the six princes seemed to feel something and finally recovered. Their pale and tired face added a bit of madness.

He got up from the throne, walked down the steps, and poured candle oil prepared early in the morning over the tabernacle and luxury tassels for furnishings.

The sixth Prince murmured ferociously.

"Solitude - always the king of Northern Xinjiang -"

He waved over the bronze lamps of Jiulong opera beads used for lighting in the tent. The fallen flames stained with lamp oil, and the fire spread rapidly.

He poured lamp oil on his clothes and soon turned into a burning man.

The six princes screamed uncontrollably as if they were tortured by a fierce ghost.

The shrill cry makes anyone feel creepy.

After a fierce battle, the big prince and the fifth Prince have become blood men.

They were covered with wounds all over their bodies and were dying.

But no matter how they kill and break through, the enemy seems endless, forcing them to retreat.

"The emperor, the imperial court --" Yu Guang saw the flaming fire in the direction of the imperial court, and the big prince was shocked, "old six, he --"

He thought that according to the temperament of the sixth prince, he should lead the crowd to beg for mercy from the enemy. Unexpectedly, he chose to set himself on fire.

The great prince is distracted, but his enemies are not distracted.

Facing the siege of more than a dozen soldiers with long guns, they had no resistance.

Poof——

Poof——

The sound of the spear head stabbing into the flesh and blood sounded.

The big prince and the fifth Prince leaned back to back, full of long guns in front of them, covered with blood holes, and their scarlet blood flowed.

Swallow the last breath, they are unwilling to close their eyes and take away their last nostalgia for the world.

Jiang Pengji studied the topographic map of the King City in Northern Xinjiang all night and found out the houses of various dignitaries,

After capturing the King City, she immediately sent people to surround these places and intercept the northern nobles who wanted to escape.

People can die, but their property must remain.

Climbing up the broken city wall, Qi official asked him to narrow his eyes slightly, with a look that others could not figure out.

"It's so big that I never thought I could climb the wall one day and overlook the once arrogant and arrogant Northern Xinjiang."

Qi Guan let the hand in his sleeve pinch the feather fan. Only in this way could he restrain his impulse to vent out of control.

Northern Xinjiang was a huge stone in his heart. He always felt out of breath when he thought of it occasionally.

Now I step on it completely and turn my head. It seems that Northern Xinjiang, once like a mountain, is not very good.

Jiang Pengji's servants, his birth and social status are only a little higher than Xu Ke.

He is the son of Han women and horse bandits in Northern Xinjiang. He was born a dirty bastard.

Han people despised him, and Northern Xinjiang couldn't accommodate him. If he hadn't had a good mind and a more careful mind than others, how could he grow up safely?

Finally, Qi guanrang still biased towards the Central Plains.

Because Qi Guan let him choose his own position, the existence of Northern Xinjiang has become a thorn in his heart, constantly reminding him of his unbearable origin.

"There will be no more northern Xinjiang."

Seeing Qi Guan's move to secretly climb up the wall, Wei CI quietly followed up and stared for fear that something might happen to the other party.

Qi Guan was not surprised to hear Wei Ci's voice. He didn't give a positive answer to Wei Ci's statement, but said faintly, "as long as the northern Xinjiang is still there, there will always be new herdsmen - they will become the new Northern Xinjiang -"

The key to savage bloodthirsty in Northern Xinjiang has never been blood.

Even if the Han people lived in Northern Xinjiang, they had to adapt to the environment here and gradually transformed into nomads galloping on horseback.

If this point is not fundamentally changed, there may be new Northern Xinjiang invading the people of the Central Plains in hundreds of years.

"Lord, why don't you know that?" Wei Ciyang smiled and said, "she knows."

Qi Guan let his eyes slant, and Yu Guang fell on Wei CI. The fundus of his eyes twinkled, as if he were looking at something.

After a while, he said, "does she know or do you know?"

With a jump in his heart, Wei CI calmly said, "what's the meaning of documentary evidence?"

Qi Guan let his hands close between his sleeves. He looked Enron. The corners of his lips raised gently, but the radian raised did not bring a trace of temperature.

He said, "the Lord is always the Lord. If you find that you have a heart of disobedience, Wei Zixiao - you and I will fight."

Wei CI suddenly remembered the warning of meteorite in his previous life, and then looked at Qi Guan's expressionless face and vaguely understood what.

"No one in the world can be more loyal to her than kindness."

Qi Guan asked the tip of his nose to hum without comment.

Although Wei CI is warm, Qi Guan is suspicious. He keeps a certain distance from everyone except his family and the Lord.

There is one thing that Qi guanrang hasn't figured out yet.

For what purpose did Weici devote himself to 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 earthquake in Beijing.

At that time, the LORD was poor and had no reputation. How could he attract Weici 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.

They went down the city wall. The cries of killing in the city had gradually subsided, and the air was filled with the smell of burning.

Qi Guan asked him to clean up his mood and restore his composure.

However, when he saw his lord sitting on boxes of gold, silver and jewelry, his expression suddenly cracked and it was difficult to calm down.