Flames and thick smoke obscured the sky of Chang'an.

Screams, howlings, and the desperate shouts before death gathered together into the background music of Chang'an City at this time.

The barbarity of human nature was fully reflected by the soldiers of the Zhao army at this moment. In their eyes, the people of Chang'an were no longer humans, but pigs and sheep that were allowed to slaughter them.

"Kill!" Zhao soldiers rushed out of one civil yard and entered another civil yard. The streets were full of bloody footprints left by Zhao soldiers.

On the street, the elderly and children were killed by Zhao soldiers without even rushing to escape. From time to time, women's hysterical crying came from the dark corners.

A terrifying atmosphere enveloped Chang'an City, but the tiger-and-wolf-like Zhao army continued to slaughter Nancheng.

Some wealthy tribes suddenly appeared on the streets and fought with them.

This situation suppressed the massacre of Zhao soldiers, and they continued to suffer casualties as they advanced.

"The King of Zhao plotted to murder the former emperor, framed the former crown prince, and threatened Empress Zhao and the Thirteenth prince. Everyone can kill such rebellious people. Now the King of Zhao is trying to massacre the city. If no one resists, no one can survive. Let us kill the enemy!"

When Ge Yiren learned that Zhao's army was massacre, he understood that King Zhao was completely crazy.

With a quick decision, he immediately asked some troops to go to the north city to seize the city gate. At the same time, Ni Kuang and Yu Zhiyong led other troops to organize the people to stop the Zhao army from slaughtering Chang'an.

"Kill this dog thief!"

With Ge Yiren leading the way, some of the people who were not in a row were organized and faced with death, these people were unwilling to surrender.

"Kill King Zhao and support the royal family!"

"Kill King Zhao and support the royal family!"

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The people were indignant and as they shouted, they rushed towards the Zhao army soldiers who raised their butcher knives to them.

However, the Zhao soldiers, who were relatively experienced in the wealthy tribe and the people, lacked combat experience. After a series of storms, they were defeated by the Zhao soldiers.

Ge Yiren and the other two saw this scene. This situation was expected by them, but if they did not resist, they would die.

Between waiting to be killed and then resisting, the three chose the latter.

The resistance of the people and the noble tribes became less and less. Ge Yiren was anxious, and he looked towards the north gate from time to time.

Just as their resistance was about to collapse, a sound of horse hooves approached them like thunder.

In front of this sound as if it was ringing in his ears, Ge Yiren saw the cavalry wearing silver-white breastplates riding a war horse.

These cavalrymen were strong and the sabers made of steel in their hands flashed with a cold and cold light. In an instant, these cavalry rushed directly from the Suzaku Avenue into the Zhao soldiers who were slaughtering.

The Zhao army, immersed in the massacre, did not react at all. When they turned around, they only saw the saber cut off at them.

The sound of fighting sounded, and the Zhao army, which was in contact with the cavalry, was cut from the middle by the Qingzhou cavalry as if they had encountered a hard stone.

Some Zhao army thought this was still the legion of the rich, and they rushed towards the cavalry with contempt in their hearts.

Just at the moment of fighting, they realized that this was an army that was more fierce than them. These cavalrymen were very skilled in manipulating horses, and those who were more skilled in riding horses were their ability to kill enemies.

The cavalry rushing into the crowd can still protect and cooperate with each other. What scares them the most is the fierceness of this cavalry.

In front of them, they suddenly became slaughtered lambs.

The most rare thing on the battlefield is morale. Faced with cowardly people, these Zhao troops have high morale, and the pleasure brought by the robbery makes them extremely fierce.

But an army with will is not comparable to them.

More and more cavalrymen poured in from the northern city, and the Zhao soldiers who slaughtered the people were driven to flee to the southern city by the cavalry.

After the cavalry stood firm, the tribes of the rich rushed from outside the city, and the number continued to increase. They cooperated with the cavalry to continue to charge.

When Ge Yiren saw these cavalrymen, a stone fell to the ground, and then he found Qi Guangyi.

"General, here Ge Yiren." When he arrived in front of Qi Guangyi, Ge Yiren directly reported his name.

Qi Guangyi was about to go to the palace to capture King Zhao, but when he heard this name, he stopped and said, "Are you Ge Yiren who sent us information?"

Ge Yiren was overjoyed, and he nodded fiercely, "It's just the way."

Yu Zhiyong and Ni Kuang looked at each other and realized that Ge Yiren was an old fox and had already had secret contact with the King of Qi's army.

Qi Guangyi's expression calmed down, and he said, "It turned out to be Lord Ge. General Niu asked me to greet him when I saw him."

"General Niu is so polite." Ge Yiren was born with a laugh.

After the greetings, Qi Guangyi asked directly, "Mr. Ge, how many soldiers and horses of King Zhao are there in this city?"

"General, the King of Zhao has only 60,000 troops in this city. Most of the King of Zhao's troops have gone to Yuanzhou. However, they have been defeated in Juyongguan. In addition to the King of Zhao's troops, there are 50,000 imperial guards in this city. These imperial guards were rebelled by the King of Zhao when the emperor was there." Ge Yiren said.

"110,000 people."

Qi Guangyi frowned. There were 40,000 people coming this time. If Zhao army came back to their senses and attacked again, they might not be able to withstand it.

As if he saw Qi Guangyi's concern, Ge Yiren said, "General Qi, I am not talented and willing to go to the imperial guard camp to persuade him to surrender. As long as the general can save their lives."

Qi Guangyi was overjoyed when he heard this, and he said, "If this is the case, when the general comes, I will ask the general for me for Lord Ge."

Ge Yiren was more happy, and he continued: "I am quite prestigious among the Chang'an tribes, and I can add some helpers to the general at this time."

Yu Zhiyong and Ni Kuang said anxiously at this time: "General, we can also call our troops to fight for the general."

Qi Guangyi's smile became stronger and stronger. He knew that these people were eager to vote for the new leader and make achievements.

Now King Zhao is right in front of you. As long as King Zhao is destroyed, the north will be unified from now on, and it doesn’t matter if you remember a single merit to these people.

He said, "In this way, rely on three people to help me fight against the rebellion."

The three of them bowed, and Ge Yiren went to the imperial guard camp, while Yu Zhiyong and Ni Kuang went to summon troops.

At this moment, more and more wealthy families learned that Xiao Ming's troops had arrived, and they came to help with the war with the heroic tribe.

The war lasted from noon to night. In the early morning of the next day, the heroic tribes who came to assist in the war had reached 25,000, and Ge Yiren also brought news of the surrender of the imperial guards.
Chapter completed!