In danger, he traveled through time to save her, and the black-bellied prince doted on her

A Zhuozhou soldier observed carefully and said, "My lord, the invincible army!"

Sheng Panzhu felt relieved after hearing that. He was going to make sure Mu Jinan never came back tonight.

He waved his hand towards the city: "Gather the troops and kill the rebel king!"

When the Zhuozhou soldiers heard the governor's voice, their defeated morale was reunited. Some of them guarded the city wall, and the rest of the soldiers rushed towards Mu Jinan.

Peng Tuojiang had fought his way out of the desperate resistance of the Zhuozhou soldiers and the attacks of huge rocks. He had already stood on the city wall, and in front of him was a dark mass of about a hundred people.

Sheng Panzhu smiled knowingly and said, "I am not completely unprepared. There are not many soldiers on the tower, but they are more than enough to kill you."

Peng Tuojiang and the ten soldiers who climbed up the city wall were only one man. He glanced at Zhuozhou City from a height. The night was too dark, and only Mu Jinan's red armor could be seen, lighting up the slim chance.

Peng Tuojiang held the flag in his mouth, raised his Mo Dao as if gathering all his strength, and rushed towards the hundreds of Zhuozhou soldiers.

He shouted in a low voice: "We must take Zhuozhou tonight!"

The Flame-killing Army soldiers following him drew their Mo Daos in unison, and charged forward like a row of sea swords. A wave of red blood suddenly flowed down from the city wall.

Xuan Heye was just assisting Peng Tuojiang in attacking the city wall. When he heard Sheng Panzhu say that he wanted to kill Mu Jinan, he immediately led the warriors towards Mu Jinan.

Mu Jinan had killed many enemy soldiers, and there were hundreds of Zhuozhou soldiers surrounding Sheng Panzhu.

She pointed the sword at the thief and said, "Sheng Panzhu, you are poisoned to the core. You can only sit on the post of governor for a moment longer. Without the antidote I have, you won't live to see tomorrow."

During the fight, the soldiers of Zhuozhou heard Mu Jinan's confident words: Sheng Panzhu, who embezzled tax silver, would not survive tomorrow?

They all knew that Youzhou had hundreds of thousands of soldiers and it would be easy to attack Zhuozhou, but Mu Jinan only brought a thousand people tonight?

There was a little black blood flowing from the corner of Sheng Panzhu's mouth. He felt chest tightness and shortness of breath, his limbs were weak, and his head was becoming more and more dizzy.

If he falls, the soldiers in Zhuozhou will lose their backbone.

Sheng Panzhu pretended to be calm and composed. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and asked the Zhuozhou soldiers, "Where is the military commander?"

The Zhuozhou soldiers replied: "The Xilu merchant ship arrived here tonight, and they went to the dock to check."

Sheng Panzhu looked at Mu Jinan deeply. No wonder she attacked the city tonight. She already knew the situation in Zhuozhou and even had a clear grasp of the movements of other people who were commanding the battle?

A cunning light flashed in Sheng Panzhu's eyes: "Zhuozhou soldiers, retreat!"

The raindrops hit the ears of the Zhuozhou soldiers, and every sound was incredible. If they retreated now, wouldn't it give the enemy a chance to change their flag?

The guards helped Sheng Panzhu onto his horse, and they surrounded him tightly.

The horses' hooves stepped over the muddy road, stirring up star-like waves, mud and rain splashing everywhere, and the soldiers chasing in front and behind became one.

The entire long street was like a soaring black dragon, and its roar awakened the sleeping people of Zhuozhou.

In the city, thousands of households were guarding their gates, some were lighting lanterns in the inner halls, some were huddled together, and some were opening tunnels to hide.

Beneath the rumbling thunder and the sound of horse hooves lies the faint breathing of ordinary people. No matter who is in charge of Zhuozhou, they are all unarmed civilians.

The frightened people prayed to gods and Buddhas at night. They could not care less about the taxes forcibly collected by Sheng Panzhu, but they had to save their lives.

Chasing the red-armored general Mu Jinan in the night rain, she looked up at the heavy rain that was causing trouble for her.

All the lit torches were extinguished, leaving only the vague lights from the homes of distant people that could not illuminate the long street. There was not much light in front of her eyes and under her feet, only a life-and-death hunt.

It wasn't that she failed to shoot Sheng Panzhu in the heart, she wanted to interrogate Sheng Panzhu.

If she shot Sheng Panzhu, it would only make revenge more difficult.

Mu Jinan commanded the Flame-killing Army in front: "Shoot their horses!"

More than a dozen members of the Flame-killing Army drew their bows and arrows in unison, and shot dense and sharp arrows at the guards behind Sheng Panzhu.

Many horses took off in fright, neighing and screaming. Zhuozhou on horseback was thrown to the ground. They picked up their swords and charged towards the Shiyan Army.

The Flame-killing Army shot arrows at a rapid speed again. It was too dark at night, and it was already difficult for them to confuse Sheng Panzhu's guards at this distance.

The long street is not wide, and these horses falling to the ground will only block the Shiyan Army and Mu Jinan.

Sheng Panzhu looked back at Mu Jinan. He now felt that Mu Jinan could not fight at all and did not understand military tactics as well as he who looked at the account books every day.

Sheng Panzhu covered the arrow wound on his chest with one hand and said sneerly, "After all, she is just a little girl and doesn't understand tactics."

"It's raining heavily tonight. God is really helping me. It's dark and they don't know the terrain of the city. They can't escape from Zhuozhou. Lead them to the dock."

Sheng Panzhu looked up at the rain, then continued riding his horse forward. Tonight was his chance to catch the turtle in the jar.

There were more than seventy soldiers guarding Sheng Panzhu. They formed a long line and ran on the street. Mu Jinan could not see Sheng Panzhu at all.

Mo He asked Mu Jinan from the side: "Your Highness, should we give chase?"

Mu Jinan raised her hand to wipe the rain off her face. Although she was wearing armor, the rain had already penetrated into her bones like a piece of armor.

She shivered with cold, but remained calm: "All is fair in war. Sheng Panzhu wants to lure me to the seaside. It's too dark at night. We are not familiar with the city's defenses and terrain. We don't have any boats, and we are not good at naval warfare. We won't chase him!"

I heard someone shouting from behind: "Your Highness Prince Xi, we have captured the west gate of Zhuozhou."

It’s Peng Tuojiang’s voice!

Mu Jinan looked at Peng Tuojiang. When she returned to Youzhou from Quhe, she tried to persuade Peng Tuojiang to surrender outside the city gate of Youzhou.

If she gives him the opportunity to prove his ability now, she can promote Peng Tuojiang, and the soldiers in the army and the Shiyan Army will be convinced.

Mu Jinan said loudly: "Thank you General Peng and all the brothers."

Everyone turned around and looked at Peng Tuojiang standing on the city wall.

Only the soldiers beside him saw that his armor was stained with blood, his helmet was flattened, his face was covered with blood that could not be washed away by rain, and his arm was cut.

Peng Tuojiang used his injured arm to hold up the victory he had fought through in a desperate situation!

In a hopeless situation, the young man personally raised his own flag to succeed!

This was the most difficult and important city gate he had won with his strategy and martial arts since he joined the army. It was also the first siege battle in which he made a contribution when he was valued by Mu Jinan.

Peng Tuojiang's arms holding the banner were as steady as a mountain. He was the great hero of tonight.

My father, who was far away in Sheng'an City in the central part of the country, would open a jar of wine and drink a few cups happily.

The little girl beside him smiled and said, "Grandpa, why are you drinking so late?"

Shopkeeper Peng looked at the porcelain pieces of the wine jar that were broken by Zhou Sili, and he held his granddaughter in his arms.

Shopkeeper Peng had a proud smile on his face: "Grandfather dreamed that your father captured a city gate. He stood on the top of the mountains holding the people's flag. A beam of light shone down, it was the light of dawn that broke through the darkness!"