People write diaries in Zongwu, and the heroes collapse

The streets of the capital city had returned to calm. Although there had been a fierce battle last night, many ordinary people in the city still did not dare to go out. Only some small vendors had to go out to make a living.

More people were leaning against the windows, watching the government troops busy going back and forth on the streets.

The government troops began to clean the streets in the city, and the bodies were piled together and taken away to be burned.

A constable struck a gong and shouted to every household in the city: "Fellow villagers, the rebels have been defeated. You can leave your homes now."

Some people heard the voices of the constables and came out of their homes.

"Is it true that the rebels failed so quickly?"

"It's not a lie."

"You are stupid. There is no point in lying. If the rebels wanted to kill us, they could just break in. There would be no trouble."

"makes sense."

"No wonder there were shouts and cries of killing in the city last night. It turned out that the rebels were defeated."

"Great, we can finally go out and move around."

After making sure that the rebels had been defeated, the people in the city finally mustered up the courage to walk out of their homes.

However, only half a day later, news came back that Marquis An Zhen was leading the rebels towards the capital.

Those major families who wanted to curry favor with Ji Yaohua immediately gave up on trying to curry favor with Ji Yaohua after hearing the news.

In this situation, it is still unknown who will win and who will lose.

Ji Yaohua also got the news and actively prepared for war, gathering more than 100,000 people in a short period of time.

Although most of them are young and middle-aged people, they are enough to defend a city.

In the afternoon, Marquis An Zhen returned with his army.

Marquis An Zhen only had a few thousand men under his command, and his face was extremely gloomy as he looked at the tall city walls of the capital.

"Ji Yaohua, you are a woman who dares to take advantage of the situation. I will not let you go."

Marquis An Zhen sat on his warhorse, looked at Ji Yaohua on the city wall and shouted loudly.

Ji Yaohua showed a cold smile on her pretty face: "Marquis An Zhen, you said it the other way around. It should be me who will not let you, a traitor, go."

"I have countless elite soldiers under my command, but you are just a woman, and your subordinates are just a mob. I advise you to open the city gate and surrender immediately. Maybe I can spare your life."

"Marquis An Zhen, if you have the ability, then attack the city. There are 200,000 soldiers in the city, and you only have a few thousand people."

Ji Yaohua sneered. Although she exaggerated the numbers, there were still more than 100,000 people. It was simply wishful thinking for An Zhenhou to take over a big city like the capital with just the few thousand people he had.

Marquis Anzhen was so angry when he heard this that he led his men out to chase Zhao Ji, but it was impossible for him to take away too many people.

He now has only three or four thousand men under his command. It is basically impossible to win if he wants to attack the capital with these three or four thousand men.

"My Lord, why don't we withdraw our troops first?"

"My Lord, please think twice. It will be difficult to capture the capital with the number of people we have now."

An Zhenhou's men were all persuading him to withdraw his troops. They did not expect Ji Yaohua to organize the defense so quickly.

If you want to attack a strong city like the capital, it is almost impossible to do so without a force several times greater than that of the enemy.

However, Marquis Anzhen did not listen to their words, but ordered them to attack the city now.

The subordinates had no choice but to force the soldiers to attack the city.

The siege began, and the soldiers pushed the battering rams towards the city gate under a hail of arrows.

On the city wall, Ji Yaohua looked at the car rushing towards her with a smile on her face.

"Archers prepare."

Ji Yaohua immediately ordered the archers to shoot at the rebels rushing over.

The archers on the city wall received the order and drew their bows and arrows, shooting at the rebels rushing towards them.

Whoosh whoosh! ! !

As the bowstring sounded, arrows fell like raindrops.

The rebels who were at the front were instantly hit by a hail of arrows.

The soldiers who were not yet dead fell to the ground and screamed miserably. Their blood spilled onto the ground, staining it red.

When some soldiers retreated, they were immediately killed by the law enforcement team behind them, forcing the soldiers to die.

The soldiers behind had no choice but to advance towards the city gate under the hail of arrows. After sacrificing more than a thousand people, they finally pushed the battering ram out of the city gate.

Ji Yaohua did not panic, but commanded the army to start throwing logs and stones at the city.

"Boom!"

There were loud noises one after another, and the ramming vehicles began to ram into the city gates, making a violent sound.

The city gate began to tremble violently. Since the founding of the Song Dynasty, this was the first time someone attacked the gate of the capital.

The gates of the capital city were made of cast iron that had been hammered a thousand times, and were extremely strong. It was almost impossible to knock the gates open with a ramming car.

Sure enough, after continuous impacts on the city gate, it remained very stable.

"Damn it, keep hitting me!"

Marquis An Zhen roared loudly, his eyes full of unwillingness.

However, after attacking for a long time and with half of the people killed, they still couldn't break down the city gate.

"retreat!"

Marquis An Zhen had no choice but to order a retreat.

Just as they were retreating, a group of soldiers came around from behind them, and the soldiers in the city opened the city gates and surrounded them.

It turned out that Ji Yaohua had already made arrangements, having the army go out from another city gate, take a detour, cut off An Zhenhou's retreat, and surround the rebels.

When Marquis An Zhen saw this scene, he regretted deeply and wished he would not have attacked the city earlier.

Now they are surrounded and it is extremely difficult for them to break out.

He now had no way to retreat, so he immediately ordered his troops to charge out.