Even though I was dressed as an ugly woman, I was still forced to love by all kinds of big guys

The Weiwu Army's attacks became more and more fierce. The Jin people had to prevent them from breaking down the city gates and climbing up the city walls, and they were overwhelmed.

Under their cover, the Jiangnan Army guards, known for their agility, were the first to climb the city wall. After a fierce battle, they won the opportunity for more powerful troops to climb the city wall.

Hu Er's huge body jumped in front of a Jin man who was about to escape, blocking his way like a small mountain.

He picked up the golden man with one hand, pulled it with his big hand, and tore his throat directly.

When I say I’ll tear you bastards apart with my hands, I mean I’ll tear you apart with my hands!

He was not interested in fighting, so he raised his shield and charged on the city wall like a bull, leading his brothers straight downstairs. They had to open the city gate.

I can't hold it any longer!

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, Shan Hao called out to his trusted men without hesitation, and without caring about the rest of the people, he retreated quickly and efficiently.

He had not run far when a large group of people came from the direction of the imperial palace. They numbered at least a thousand people.

Shan Hao's eyes lit up. It turned out that the damn eunuch had a backup plan. It seemed that he could delay for a while!

He led his confidants forward, but before they got close, he saw Shen Qingyun's furious face and was shocked. Something was wrong!

"Kill these Jin men! Avenge His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!!!" Wu Yang suddenly flashed out from behind the tall Shen Qingyun, pointing at Shan Hao and shouting, "Quick! Don't let him get away!!"

Shan Hao instantly understood what was going on, turned around and ran to the right, wishing he could tear Wu Yang into pieces!

The rest of the Jin army was resisting stubbornly, but when they suddenly found that their leader was missing, they immediately became like a deflated ball, abandoning their comrades and fleeing in all directions.

But this is not a desert, where can they escape to?

Hu Er and others worked together to open the city gate and retreated to the side. Shang Shiyu rode his warhorse and walked into the city with an expressionless face.

He glanced around at the hostages imprisoned in the wooden cages without a trace of sympathy in his eyes.

The hostages looked up at him with eyes full of hope and admiration.

This young commander, wearing silver light armor and holding a spear, has handsome features, especially a beautiful profile. Even though he is covered in blood, it cannot hide his elegance.

More importantly, he opened his thin lips slightly, and although his voice was extremely cold, it was inspiring.

"Massacre the enemy troops in the city, leaving no one alive."

He said, massacre.

Shang Shiyu threw down his spear, dismounted, drew out two heavy swords with both hands, and led the team in the direction where the Jin people were fleeing.

The firelight shone on his lifeless face, sometimes bright and sometimes dim, and even the bottom of his eyes was filled with an indelible darkness.

Screams and sounds of fighting could be heard from time to time. After a night passed, when dawn broke through the darkness, everything finally returned to calm.

It was safe, the cage could finally be opened, and the survivors hugged each other and cried with joy.

Those with sharp eyes saw the brave young commander from last night stepping out from the ruins in the morning light.

Looking closely, he was holding two bloody human heads in his hands, like a messenger from hell.

Shen Qingyun captured dozens of enemy soldiers alive, tied them up, and came to the city gate. Just as he was about to put them in wooden stake cages, he was stopped by Liu Ye.

"The commander has given the order to slaughter these beasts, leaving no one alive!" As he said this, Liu Ye was about to call for someone to take over.

Someone stood in front and said, "Leave some of them alive. They have reinforcements and we can negotiate later..."

The person who said this was one of the civil officials who had been in charge of the peace talks. Shen Qingyun frowned and looked at him with disapproval. Before he could speak, he heard a cold male voice.

"Kill them. Anyone who tries to stop me will also be killed." Shang Shiyu threw two heads at the group of civil officials. The heads rolled on the ground and landed at their feet.

Although his face turned pale with fear, the civil official still tried to persuade him again, "It's not that I don't want you to kill him, I just want to keep some bargaining chips, just in case..."

Before he could finish his words, the civil official fell down. Shang Shiyu drew back his sword, still expressionless, causing many people to scream.

Wuyang hid in the crowd, staring at Shang Shiyu with vicious eyes. That civil official was his man!

This kid was too cruel. What rolled on the ground were the heads of Shan Hao and Yang Zhao. Normally, the enemy leaders should be captured alive for later negotiations, but he just killed them without leaving any room for mercy.

Now, he must wait for an opportunity, stand on the moral high ground, call out the secret guards, and determine the fate of the city!

Suddenly, Xiao Weizi beside him exclaimed, pointing at Shang Shiyu, "Son of traitor! Shang Shiyu!"

What?! Everyone's eyes were filled with shock, and even the Weiwu Army took two steps back unconsciously.

Xiao Weizi excitedly explained to Wuyang, "I wasn't mistaken! He's the remnant of the Shang family! He actually infiltrated the Mighty Army!"

Even though two years had passed, he was the one who locked him in the coffin. How could he possibly admit his mistake?

When Wuyang heard this, he was overjoyed. It was like someone gave him a pillow just when he was sleepy!

He repeated his old trick, picked up the "little prince" and shouted, "Protect the king! Catch the traitor!"

He summoned the secret guards and surrounded Shang Shiyu. Wuyang smiled proudly, as if the scene of people kneeling down to him and calling him "Nine Thousand Years Old" was right in front of him.

The sudden change made the mighty army somewhat at a loss. Some of the civil officials who were still safe also shouted to catch the traitors.

Liu Ye stood in front of Shang Shiyu and shouted nervously to the Weiwu Army, "Protect the commander!"

But except for Hu Er and a few brothers who stood up, no one dared to move, because the "little prince" spoke himself.

Under Wuyang's instigation, he learned to say, "Catch the remaining merchants and return Chang'an to me..."

Shang Shiyu raised his eyebrows. His inner frenzy had never subsided. His mind was filled with Su Su's figure. She said that even if he killed Qi Xia, he could not leave her alone.

He also promised her that he would never leave her alone, but he broke his promise. How scared she must be.

When he thought of this, he couldn't help crying. She knew he would choose to retreat, so she made the choice for him. Until the end, she was still thinking about him.

He looked up at the so-called little prince, his eyes as cold as if he was looking at a dead person.

"What are you still standing there for! Minister Shen, get started!" Wuyang urged Shen Qingyun, fearing that something might happen.

Some hostages couldn't stand it anymore and stood up. Although they couldn't understand the twists and turns here, they all saw last night that it was this young man who led everyone to victory!

Among the hostages was Mei Niang. She was in a dishevel, leading a group of sisters as she trembled and stood up, pointing at the people around her and cursing, "They say whores are heartless, but I think you are the ones who are not! Have you forgotten everything that Li Jia Erlang did for Qi Xia so quickly?!"

The girls held hands, forming a human wall, and puffed out their chests, "If you want to catch Li Jia Erlang, kill us first!"

More people reacted, and the mighty army also aggressively protected Shang Shiyu, and the atmosphere was tense.

Seeing that he couldn't persuade Shen Qingyun, Wu Yang ordered the secret guards to take action, and shouted, "Who dares to disobey my order!"

"Who dares to issue an order?!"

At the critical moment, another group of people appeared and hurried in from outside the city gate. The person they were protecting was Han Junyue.

He was supported by Su Ling, the white gauze on his chest was stained red, his tone was weak, but firm. Looking at the surprised Wu Yang, he smiled mockingly, "I didn't expect that the king is not dead yet?"

Glancing at the group of idiots who couldn't grasp the reality of the situation, Han Junyue was so angry that his head hurt. "Qixia is alive thanks to our generals! I can't even remember when I had a younger brother! Capture this traitor for me!"

The world was turned upside down again. Shang Shiyu, the center of the storm, had no intention of arguing. He was like a ruthless killing machine, killing, killing, killing...

When there was no one left to kill, he threw down his broken sword and turned to walk out of the city gate under the silent gaze of everyone.

His Su Su is still waiting for him.

His back, which had always been straight, was now hunched. Just the sight of his back was enough to make people feel his collapse.