Traveling through time and space and becoming a deposed prince, he just wants to survive!

Chapter 406 After the City is Broken

On the battlefield where flames of war were raging, Kou Xun led the soldiers to charge bravely, and the shouts of killing were deafening.

They fought bloody battles all the way and finally succeeded in taking the West Gate Tower.

On the city wall, Kou Xun had a stern face and sharp eyes. He quickly commanded the soldiers to consolidate the defense line and decisively blocked the corridor leading to the north gate.

Deng Liu led the team and hurried over. He saw the dragon flag flying on the city wall from afar and was overjoyed.

When they approached the city gate, they found it wide open and someone was warmly inviting them into the city.

Deng Liu rode his horse forward, and when he got closer, he saw clearly that it was Kou Xun who was in charge.

Kou Xun looked at Deng Liu and shouted, "General Deng, lead your men through this street in a straight line to meet up with General Shi. Block off several major intersections and build defensive fortifications."

Deng Liu listened carefully to Kou Xun's deployment with a focused look, and the strategic intention gradually became clear in his mind.

It turned out that this was to drive away the tigers and wolves, let the enemies escape, and prevent the people in the city from continuing to suffer.

"Assemble, obey my orders, carry all weapons and move forward. Be careful at every intersection."

Deng Liu announced the battle order to the troops entering the city without hesitation. His voice was loud and firm, full of majesty.

After saying that, Deng Liu saluted Kou Xun with his fists clasped, his eyes full of respect, and then led his team into the city like a whirlwind.

……

On the other side, Zhao Hong was shocked to learn that he had lost three gates in the city.

"So fast?"

He muttered in disbelief, his eyes filled with shock and panic.

Shangjun City, a city he always regarded as impregnable and equipped with the most heavy weapons, was captured in just one day. How could he accept this?

"Your Majesty, let's go. If we don't leave now, it might be too late."

Qin Yongyi persuaded anxiously, with beads of sweat on his forehead.

"This king is unwilling to accept this!"

Zhao Hong looked up to the sky and sighed, his voice filled with endless grief and unwillingness.

"As long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood. We still have a chance!"

Qin Yongyi tried hard to comfort Zhao Hong.

"Chance?"

Zhao Hong gave a bitter smile, his eyes filled with despair. "This time, the enemy has a large army of the imperial court, with sufficient gunpowder and well-trained troops. This failure is only temporary."

Qin Yongyi tried again to cheer Zhao Hong up.

"Bring weapons, craftsmen, and materials to produce gunpowder. This is our only chance to turn the tide."

In a hurry, Zhao Hong still did not forget his family assets, which he valued most.

The North Gate became their only escape route. Zhao Hong ordered his men to take away weapons and ammunition and hurried towards the North Gate.

The soldiers threw away their armor and weapons and were in a mess. In a hurry, everyone was only concerned with escaping. They didn't have time to take many supplies, so they just grabbed some useful and valuable things and ran desperately.

Although there were defenders at the north gate, the Xiaowu Guards on the east and west sides attacked them aggressively.

Seeing Zhao Hong leading his men out of the city, the morale of the defenders collapsed instantly. They fled with the large army and had no courage to hold on to the end.

Kou Xun met his other team victoriously at the north gate, which meant that the Zhao Hong army that had not escaped in the city had to either surrender on the spot or be annihilated.

With the four gates closed, the enemies in the city woke up as if from a dream, realizing that they had been completely abandoned.

They were just soldiers of the lowest rank. In this desperate situation, facing the powerful victor, their only chance of survival was to surrender.

When Yan Ruxiang received the victory report, his face was filled with joy. He happily led the remaining generals and strode into the city.

Shi Yongzhi hurried forward and respectfully reported the current situation in the city to Yan Ruxiang. He then asked, "General, should we pursue the remnants of Zhao Hong's army?"

Yan Ruxiang shook his head slightly and said meaningfully: "Don't chase after a desperate enemy. Besides, he is also the emperor's brother. We can't kill him all."

Yan Ruxiang's words had a deeper meaning. If Bi Fujian and Kou Xun were present, he might not have been so straightforward.

Fortunately, Shi Yongzhi is his most trusted and trusted subordinate.

Shouts of "surrender your weapons and you will not be killed" were heard from time to time in the city, and some unarmed surrendered soldiers were escorted through the streets.

"As long as these surrendered soldiers are healthy, let them join the Qin army. They are all soldiers of our Great Zhou. They will be dispersed and incorporated into the army."

When Yan Ruxiang saw this, he decisively ordered Shi Yongzhidao.

"I will arrange it immediately."

Shi Yongzhi quickly agreed.

"What are the casualties this time?"

Yan Ruxiang suddenly remembered the casualties in this brutal battle and asked Shi Yongzhi with a serious expression.

"We haven't yet tallied the numbers. The battles both under siege and within the city were extremely fierce, resulting in heavy casualties. This battle has drained a lot of our energy. I'm afraid it will take some time to recapture Yanzhou."

Shi Yongzhi's voice was slightly low, and his face was full of worry.

Hearing Shi Yongzhi's words, Yan Ruxiang slowed down and nodded thoughtfully.

Then he slowly said, "First, clear out the remaining enemies in the city, then pacify the people in the city. Martial law will be implemented on the streets within three days."

"Yes." Shi Yongzhi answered solemnly.

The few of them continued forward and arrived in front of the Shangjun Governor's Mansion.

There were Qin soldiers standing guard in front of the door, but there was no one inside.

"Where are General Bi and the others?"

Along the way, Yan Ruxiang still didn't see Bi Fujian and Kou Xun, and couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Finally, we captured the North Gate. I heard that General Bi was at the North Gate with General Kou Xun."

"The war is over. Prepare a good meal tonight and reward the soldiers."

"Yes, General, but it's getting late, and all the shops in the city are closed, so it's not convenient to buy a lot of food."

"Well, let's hold the banquet tomorrow at noon."

Yan Ruxiang said helplessly.

He wanted to thank Bi Kou and the other two imperial governors right away, but everyone was already starving at this moment, and if he held a reward banquet at this time, no one would probably be interested.

……

night.

Under the city wall of the North Gate, Bi Fujian and Kou Xun were alone on the North Gate tower. The two sat on the ground. There was silence all around them and no one spoke for a long time.

The night sky is dotted with stars, shining brightly.

Suddenly, a meteor streaked across the sky, and the instantaneous light illuminated their solemn faces.

"hungry?"

Bi Fujian finally couldn't help but break the oppressive silence. Even the soldiers standing guard not far away remained completely silent.

Kou Xun pretended not to hear and did not respond.

"There's a leg of lamb at noon today, but I can't bear to eat it. Would you like to have it?"

Bi Fujian continued.

Kou Xun remained silent.

"Damn, there were a lot of people injured today. I didn't dare drink alcohol. It's a pity that I passed by a liquor store and half of it was destroyed by a bomb. I don't know if there is any surviving liquor."

Bi Fujian talked to himself.

"Send someone to look for it, and your leg of mutton."

Kou Xun finally spoke, but his face was expressionless.

"Hey! You, go to my Yulin Guards, they are on North Street, find a captain named Pu, tell him where the wine shop is this afternoon, and see if you can find any wine. Also, I'm hungry, do you still have the lamb legs? Remember to bring some for your governor as well."

Bi Fujian shouted to a centurion standing at the entrance of the city road.

The centurion had been standing there, but when Bi Fujian shouted at him, he immediately ran away.

After explaining, Bi Fujian looked at Kou Xun, who had no expression on his face, and asked, "Are you thinking about this?"

"No." Kou Xun answered briefly.

"It's written on my face." Bi Fujian joked.

"Nearly half of our battalion has been killed or wounded." Kou Xun's voice was heavy and suppressed.

"We also suffered heavy casualties, maybe a little less than yours." Bi Fujian put away his smile, his voice slightly hoarse when he spoke.

At this moment, the air around seemed to condense, so heavy that it made people feel blocked in the heart and almost unable to breathe freely.

In this way, the two remained silent for a long time until the centurion's return, breaking the awkward situation.

Around his neck hung two jars of wine strung together by ropes, and in one hand he held a chicken and in the other a leg of lamb, both already cooked.

"You brought it here openly like this, aren't you afraid of being seen?"

Bi Fujian cursed at the centurion in annoyance.

"Haha, along the way, either they are your people or ours, it's okay."

The centurion said with a smile, looking around, and then said to a soldier on guard: "Go in and get the table from the attic. There is no one who can see clearly."

The soldier on guard had been standing there for a long time and his back and waist were already sore. Since Kou Xun and Bi Fujian were sitting behind him, he didn't dare to move.

At this moment, the centurion asked him to get the table. He was so happy that he turned around and ran immediately.