The Great Han Dynasty capital staged countless thrilling and touching deeds this night.

At the critical moment of life and death when foreign races invaded and the country was in trouble, there were certainly people who were greedy for life and fear of death. They bowed down and did not hesitate to betray their faith and sell their owners for glory in order to survive alone.

But, at the same time, there is a group of people who sacrifice their lives for justice and serve the country loyally. For the sake of the persistence in their hearts, they can sacrifice their lives and sprinkle their blood. They do not care about life and death, success or failure, and their loyal hearts will last forever.

In the inner courtyard of the Prince's Mansion, a dignified and virtuous woman was sitting in the main hall. She was not old, only nineteen years old, and she was indeed a great youth in her prime.

She was the wife of the Crown Prince Liu Zhengqi, the Crown Prince of the Han Dynasty, and Cai Zipei, the daughter of Cai Junmang, the Minister of Rites.

"The old minister pays homage to the princess."

"Don't give a seat."

"Thank you Princess."

An old man with white hair and beard stood up and sat down.

Cai Zipei stood up, gave him a deep blessing, and said, "My daughter has met her father."

It turned out that this old man was Cai Junmang, the Minister of Rites, one of the important officials of the dynasty.

"Get up quickly." Cai Junmang bent over and said.

"Dad is here tonight, but if you have something to discuss with your daughter?" Cai Zipei looked at the old father in front of him. After a few days of not seeing him, he actually looked much older. It can be seen that the siege of the Huns in the past few days has hurt him and he is already worried.

Cai Junmang nodded slightly, but did not say a word, but looked at his daughter with a strange look.

"Dad, you...what is wrong with you?" Cai Zipei asked.

Cai Junmang slowly stood up, pointed his hand out the window and asked, "Princess, did you hear it?"

Cai Zipei followed his fingers and saw countless stars flashing in the dark night sky outside the window, which looked beautiful and charming. However, a few wisps of black smoke rose up, destroying this quiet night.

Although there were a long distance, there were still a step-by-step and moving towards the place.

"Yes, my daughter heard it." Cai Zipei said calmly.

"For some reason, the Huns have broken the city, the capital has fallen and settled, and there is no more power to turn the world back." Cai Junmang said slowly, his tone gradually became low, and finally he had a hint of crying.

"My daughter knows." Cai Zipei got up and walked to his father, and gently tapped him on the back.

Cai Junmang closed his eyes, calmed down for a moment, and asked slowly: "Your Highness has left, right?"

Cai Zipei nodded, turned her head and looked out the window, not knowing whether she wanted to find the person she was looking for in the endless night.

Cai Junmang opened the eyes that were already dimly blurred, stared at Cai Zipei's face, and suddenly asked, "Pei'er, do you... do you regret it?"

Cai Zipei looked back at the prime minister in surprise. In her memory, since the day she became the crown princess, her father had never called her nickname in such a tone.

It seems that that is already a very distant thing.

"What do you regret..." Cai Zipei asked in a low voice.

"Did you ever regret marrying His Highness the Crown Prince?" Cai Junmang asked.

"Why did Dad say this?" Cai Zipei asked in surprise.

"Did you ever regret it?" Cai Junmang didn't answer, but just asked persistently.

Cai Zi lowered her head, and after a moment, she looked up again and said, "My daughter doesn't regret it."

Cai Junmang nodded heavily and said, "Your Highness the Crown Prince has the important task of restoring the country. We must not be a burden for him in the future."

Cai Zipei was shocked and looked at her father with a hint of inquiries.

Cai Junmang turned his head and said slowly: "I came here today to see my daughter for the last time."

"Dad..." Cai Zipei exclaimed and grabbed her father's hand tightly. However, the big hands were cold and biting, which made her shudder without permission.

"Peer, do you know? Anyone in our Cai family can be a prisoner, but only one person can't." Cai Junmang turned his face and murmured to himself.

On Cai Zipei's pretty face, the blood gradually faded away, leaving only a thrilling pale.

His hands were trembling, his body was trembling, and even his voice was trembling. However, he still said word by word: "You are the princess of our great man."

His eyes were filled with strange feelings, sadness, grief, begging, and regret, but more of them were helpless.

Cai Zi Peimo kept silent. After a while, she raised her head calmly and looked at her older father with deep eyes.

She stood up, knelt down, kowtowed three times, and said, "Father, my daughter will only repay you for your raising grace in the next life."

After saying that, she looked through the window again, looked at the sky full of endless darkness, and turned around and entered the inner room. She had no movement for a long time.

Cai Junmang trembled all over, barely supported himself and stood up, stumbled away. Erxing's old tears slid silently on his face.

Just as he walked out of the prince's mansion, he heard the noise inside heavier.

The corners of his mouth trembled slowly, and he murmured: "The tiger poison does not eat the baby... The tiger poison does not eat the baby... The tiger poison does not eat the baby."

That night, Cai Junmang, the Minister of Rites of the Han Dynasty, died after swallowing gold.

Xiang Ming led more than 20 cavalry to the west gate. At this time, the west gate was already crowded with panic people. They wanted to escape from the city with their families.

If the Huns had not captured the capital, they would naturally not have been like this. However, at this time the capital was lost and settled. This news spread throughout the city like wings. The chaos and sparks gradually spread, and there was already an uncontrollable momentum.

Outside the Ximen, the Huns had already set up 20,000 troops, and this was not their main attack direction. The reason why the troops were deployed here was supplemented with feint attacks was to prevent someone from escaping in the chaos.

"Open the city gate quickly..." The direction of the army shouted loudly, the loud sound spreading from afar.

"General, there are Hun cavalry outside the city." A thousand-man guarding the city saw the clothes of Kazu Ming and knew that his official position was far above him. However, it was an extraordinary period, so how could he dare to open the city gate easily?

Xiang Ming snorted and said, "Your Highness the Crown Prince is going to leave the city, so why don't you open the door soon."

The Qianren Chang felt a stern in his heart and looked back. Sure enough, he saw that one person was wearing a dragon robe. Although he was only a four-clawed golden dragon, it represented the identity of the prince.

His face changed a few times, and he finally bowed: "I have never received a military order. This city cannot be opened. Please forgive me."

A hint of praise flashed in Jian Ming's eyes, but he shouted sternly: "Who is your chief? Let him come to see me."

"Is it my brother? Why are you back?"

Hearing this voice, the thousand-man suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, took a step back, gave up the passage, and bowed and bowed: "I have seen General Fang."

When Jian Ming looked at it, he immediately recognized that the person was Fang Youling, a brother in the clan.

"You Ling, you are here just in time. I want to escort His Royal Highness the Crown Prince out of the city. You order the door to open." Xiang Ming also smiled. It turned out that the guard of the West Gate was actually his own family, so that would be much easier.

Fang Youling frowned slightly, and couldn't help but hesitate. His eyes moved back and suddenly saw the soldier in a dragon robe. His face changed. He was about to speak, but he heard a slight voice coming from his ears.

"You Ling, the Crown Prince is behind. Open the door and I will lead the enemy."

After a shout, Fang Youling looked at her brother's eyes and showed a look of inquisitiveness until Xiang Ming nodded affirmatively.

He looked solemn, and suddenly turned around and shouted, "Open the door."

Several soldiers were ordered and immediately ran down.

Fang Youling turned around again and said to her brother: "Brother, I still have 200 cavalry under my command, all of whom are our Fang family's soldiers. Let us send you a ride."

Xiang Ming shook his head and refused: "No, your responsibility is to keep the West Gate tightly, so how can you leave the city?"

With a tragic smile, Fang Youling said, "Brother, don't lie to me, can the capital still be defended?"

Jing Ming opened his mouth to speak, but when he saw the desperate look in his eyes, he couldn't say this comforting word no matter what.

Fang Youling pointed to the twenty horses behind his brother and said, "Brother, do you want to escort the prince with just this little man? It's ridiculous."

Xiang Ming was stunned when he heard this and immediately understood. What an important thing is to escort the prince. Not to mention two hundred people, even two thousand people may not be too much. If only his twenty cavalry left the city under the name of escorting the prince, it would be a joke. Not to mention that the Huns did not believe it, even after he was awakened, he would not believe it at this time.

Xiang Ming suddenly remembered the fifty black flag soldiers brought by Xu Haifeng during this trip. If it were them, maybe they could do it.

"Brother, how about it?" Fang Youling anxiously urged when she saw that her brother seemed to not understand her meaning.

"Oh... OK, go and prepare." Jian Ming sighed.

After a while, the city gate had opened, and Fang Youling was moving quickly, and the horse team was ready.

Jian Ming whispered: "Yu Ling, I'm sorry."

Fang Youling looked up at the elder brother whom she admired most since childhood, and smiled and said, "Brother, I have no regrets."

He turned his head and shouted loudly, "Are you afraid?"

"Not afraid."

The stern roars of two hundred men echoed in the night sky, making people's blood boil.

Shin Ming nodded heavily, pulled the reins and said, "Follow me."

He took the lead and galloped out of the wide open city gate, 221 horses behind him were chasing him reluctantly.

They all knew that this trip was not a life of death, but a life of death without death. However, no one among them had shrunk and retreated. The soldiers of the Fang family were always a banner of the Han Dynasty and a symbol of invincibility.
Chapter completed!