The queen is sober in the world, and she is winning every step of the palace fight.

The battle situation in Sigu Town became desperate on the afternoon of the fourth day.

The 30,000 soldiers who originally guarded the imperial carriage were reduced to only 7,000 after losses along the way and several days of defending the city, many of whom were wounded. Those who were not injured were exhausted, having fought for days and nights without a good night's sleep. Some people would fall down from the city walls out of sleep.

Concubine Hui and others were wandering around the surrounding areas, holding back the main enemy forces, but most of them were killed or wounded one after another. They went from being able to contain the enemy forces in an organized manner to being surrounded by the enemy, fighting hard on their own, and without any follow-up food or reinforcements.

The two groups of border troops coming to the rescue, despite the enemy's elusive attacks, finally managed to reunite with this side after much difficulty, but were blocked outside Sigu Town and fell into the same predicament as Concubine Hui and the others. The general of one of the groups even died in the battle.

Battle reports flew to the emperor like snowflakes.

Every new piece of news only made him more depressed.

Finally, in the afternoon of that day, the south gate of Sigu Town was breached by the enemy. General Gongsun was personally present, commanding his soldiers to engage in street fighting with the enemy.

"It's alright, it's alright! I have a backup plan. How long can these Tartars continue to run rampant?"

Hearing the deafening shouts and cries of killing in the city, the emperor shouted loudly and paced back and forth in the temporary meeting room.

The intermittent drowsiness over the past few days made his steps unsteady, and his pale face had a dark aura.

But his eyes were frighteningly bright.

"Your Majesty... What is your back-up plan? Can you use it now?"

Several court officials stood trembling at the bottom, and one of them bravely whispered his advice.

The emperor stopped suddenly and said, "What did you say?!"

The minister knelt down hastily, gritting his teeth and admonishing, "The situation is not good. The enemy has already entered the city. Your Majesty, I wonder how long we can hold out. If you have any tricks up your sleeve, now is the time to use them..."

"Do you think we're going to lose outside?" the emperor said gloomily. "Do you think I'm going to lose?"

"I dare not! I did not mean that. I meant..."

Choking!

The emperor suddenly drew the Qinglong sword from the table and stabbed the other person in the chest.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty...???"

The sword rose and blood spurted out.

The minister collapsed to the ground.

He opened his mouth to say something, but only blood came out of his mouth and nose.

The others all bowed their heads to the ground, not daring to say another word.

One of them even wet his pants, and a fishy smell gradually filled the air.

The emperor dropped the bloody sword on the desk with a clang.

A sinister voice said, "Those who disrupt the morale of the army in battle will be killed without mercy!"

Fei Wan had been waiting beside him, silently. After the ministers had left and the bodies had been cleared away, she stepped forward and gently wiped the sweat from the emperor's forehead with a soft handkerchief.

"Cao Bin! Why hasn't Cao Bin come back yet? Why hasn't Qian Jigui come back yet? Don't they know I'm here yet?"

The emperor grabbed Fei Wan's wrist, gritted his teeth, and asked her with red eyes.

Fei Wan's wrist was pinched so hard that it hurt.

She endured it silently, looking back at the emperor calmly and calmly.

He whispered, "No, Your Majesty. Cao Bin is the most loyal, and Commander Qian is a close and trusted minister you have entrusted with important tasks. They must have been delayed along the way."

Qian Jigui was the commander of the imperial guards, re-evaluated and promoted after the emperor was assassinated in his bedroom. The counterattack against the fake grandson of the emperor who entered the palace a while ago was orchestrated by Commander Qian.

Fei Wan had only just learned this morning that the Emperor's dispatch of Cao Bin to the palace to repair the city walls after the Emperor's personal expedition had begun was merely a cover. Cao Bin's real mission was to accompany Qian Jigui, overseeing his escort of troops and firearms to the border via a separate route suitable for carts, to aid the Emperor's campaign.

Something happened here, so the emperor sent someone to deliver a letter to Cao Bin, asking him and Commander Qian to come to the rescue as soon as possible.

But a few days passed and they didn't come, not even one of them replied.

Currently, Sigu Town was surrounded by enemy forces on three sides and a mountainous terrain on the other, making the transmission of information difficult. Fei Wan hadn't communicated with his men outside for two days, so he couldn't send anyone to search for Cao Bin and Commander Qian.

But her calmness brought the emperor back from his hysteria.

"Yes, they will definitely come. They will definitely come."

The emperor loosened his grip and kept repeating himself.

Fei Wan ignored the pinch marks on his wrist; the pain was nothing to her. She helped the emperor sit on a chair and soothed him softly.

The emperor gradually calmed down with her comfort.

Leaning dejectedly in the chair.

Suddenly he sneered.

"Wanwan, am I a tyrant who overestimates his own abilities?"

Yes.

Fei Wan said, "Of course not. Your Majesty, a temporary setback will only make our victory more profound. As long as we keep believing, keep working hard and never give up, our eternal achievements will eventually be realized."

"I've been working hard, never giving up..." the emperor muttered, letting out a long breath. "Wanwan, I'm so tired, I'm really so tired. Why is it that all the civil and military officials in the court are a bunch of losers, and I'm the only one working hard to govern the country, as if this country belongs to me alone. After so many years, I'm really so tired..."

Oh, really.

The sieve-like border and the court full of losers, weren't they all created by you and your father?

In your eyes, isn't this country yours?

Fei Ye gently hugged the emperor's head, letting him dive into her arms and hug her and cry.

She stood and the emperor sat, and she looked down quietly at the back of his sweaty neck.

Suddenly I remembered a poem about urban transformation.

Goose, goose, goose, cut the snow neck with a knife, pluck the feathers and pour boiling water on it, then cook a big pot.

What is the difference between an emperor's neck and a goose's?

If she used the short blade tied to her calf and gently cut it, he would never cry again.

But Fei Wan didn't do anything.

not the right time yet.

He is more useful alive than dead.

But Fei Wan really didn't expect that his lower limit would continue to drop.

The city was breached in the afternoon, but General Gongsun led his soldiers to fight desperately and finally drove the enemy out. They resealed the city gates and repaired the city walls.

However, Sigu Town was not a large military town. The city was small and the walls were low. The number of enemies was increasing, so it was breached again in the evening.

More enemies poured in fiercely, and most of the town was attacked. The rear barracks where the emperor and others were stationed were about to be attacked by the enemy.

The two thousand imperial guards who were closely protecting the emperor, empress, and officials finally rushed out and joined the street fighting.

The emperor ignored the dissuasion, climbed the ladder to the roof, looked at the battle situation inside and outside the city, and then came down.

"Your Majesty, evacuate quickly! General Gongsun has already dispatched two elite troops to escort us away!"

The empress, court officials and palace maids begged earnestly.

The emperor killed the nearest palace maid with one sword.

Full of sorrow and grief.

"The Son of Heaven guards the country's gates, and the King dies for the country! I will not desert the battlefield. I am personally leading the army! Whoever leaves will die first!"

He dispersed the crowd.

Bring all the concubines back to the hall.

The royal guards sealed the gate.

The emperor ordered people to bring out more than twenty pieces of white silk.

It just matched the number of concubines who accompanied him.

"If the enemy attacks, I can die, but you cannot even seek death. For the dignity of Daliang, I will give you a quarter of an hour to commit suicide."

He pointed above the hall.

The beams of the house are so thick that they can hold up all the concubines.