The Shaofu Superintendent was just next to the imperial city, only a few hundred meters away. Li Xun asked Zhu Zhengguo to take his men to find siege equipment. In just a quarter of an hour, Zhu Zhengguo brought dozens of siege ladders and other types of siege equipment.

"Brother Zhu, is there no one to guard the Young Mansion Supervisor?"

Zhu Zhengguo went back and forth so quickly, and Li Xun asked in confusion.

Zhu Zhengguo shook his head: "Just a few old men guarding the gate. After the mutiny occurred in the city, all the officials and craftsmen in the Shaofu Supervisory Commission escaped."

Li Xun laughed when he heard this: "Zhao He is good at conspiracy and counts as a matter of every detail. This is his strength, but it is also his way of defeat."

Zhao He has a gloomy and steady personality. He then acts before he acts, surrenders deeply, and is tolerant enough. He is extremely powerful in making conspiracies and plotting against others. This is his strength, but he puts too much thought into this aspect and ignores other things.

As the political and economic center of the Jin Dynasty and the Han people, Fengjing was self-evident. As for the city itself, Fengjing was thick and tall. In the eyes of ordinary people, as long as the city walls were tall and thick, it was a very difficult city to break. If we only talk about this, Fengjing could indeed be regarded as one of the few strong cities in the world. But for a person with a little common sense and knowledge of military knowledge, Fengjing was a city with almost no defense and no defense ability.

Fengjing is too big. In this world, there may not be any country that can have a city comparable to Fengjing's scale. To perfectly defend this huge city, it requires at least 200,000 troops. Of course, this is just secondly. As the core of the Han country, if someone really can fight Fengjing, it actually means that the country has reached the brink of demise. Even if there are many troops, what is the purpose of guarding an isolated city?

The imperial city in Fengjing is a city in the city. The thickness and height of its walls can definitely be called a strong city. It would be better if Zhao He could control the Shaofu Supervisor in advance or even burn it, Li Xun, who had no siege equipment, would almost dream in a daydream if he wanted to take the imperial city in a short time, but Zhao He did not expect this, which gave Li Xun a chance.

"Siege the city now."

Li Xun looked forward coldly and issued an order to attack the city.

Eastern Palace.

Zhao Xun curled in the corner of the bed, his head buried in his chest, his body trembled slightly, and his infinite fear had already submerged his mind. For Zhao Xun at this moment, he was thrown out of the sky.

Thanks to Mu Gong's persuasion, Zhao Xun took Zhao Zhi back to the East Palace through a secret passage at the last moment. Soon after that, the Yulin Guard, led by Changsun Wuyang, rebelled.

At the beginning of the war, Zhao Xun was on the city wall, exclaimed loudly, inspiring the eight thousand soldiers of the East Palace and swearing to guard the East Palace to the death. At that time, there was a city wall under his feet, and there were eight thousand guards of the East Palace in front and behind him. Zhao Xun could be very strong, but with the war, the intensity of the fighting between the two sides increased step by step. Seeing the countless soldiers around him die tragically, he heard the sound of the shrill screams before his death, Zhao Xun's strong mind was slowly shrouded in fear, as an arrow

Wiping his scalp and flying over. When several soldiers with ulterior motives intended to murder Zhao Xun, as more and more Yulin Guard soldiers climbed up the city wall, roared, and rushed towards Zhao Xun with a ferocious face, the gathering and explosion of everything completely defeated Zhao Xun's spirit. Zhao Xun's whole mind finally collapsed. He shouted and fled back to the depths of the East Palace, closed the door tightly, curled up in a corner like an ostrich, buried his head deeply in front of his chest, and shivered, evading and fearing everything that happened outside.

"Your Highness, you should motivate the soldiers outside now. As long as they see you, they will fight to the death."

At this moment, the Crown Princess Yu Wen Huashang, as a weak woman, seemed quite calm and calm. She held Zhao Xun's eldest son and knocked on the door, trying to persuade Zhao Xun to go out instead of hiding in the room. This is of no benefit to the development of the war, and it is safe to hide here? Once the rebels break through the Eastern Palace, where can Zhao Xun hide? In Yu Wen Huashang's view, hiding here is of no help at all. It is better to bravely walk up the city wall. Zhao Xun is the prince and the future emperor. His existence can greatly inspire the confidence and morale of the soldiers. Even if they fail in the end, they will have a backbone.

"Get out."

In the room, Zhao Xun's hissing roar came.

Yu Wen Huashang shook his head and sighed. Only at the critical moment of life and death can one see a person's true nature. Zhao Xun, who is calm and composed, is not anxious or impatient, and is gentle and elegant, has a temperament that is admired by many, but who would have thought that Zhao Xun would be so unbearable and weak at this moment?

Yu Wen Huashang wanted to continue persuasion, but Mu Gong, who was standing aside, grabbed her and shook her head. Yu Wen Huashang sighed lightly and walked away with the child in his arms.

Mr. Mu looked at the back of the princess leaving, and his thoughts became a little erratic. He suddenly thought of Zhao Zhi, who had been bullied for many years in order to cover up his embarrassment and was bullied. He had been living for many years and grew up here. Hundreds of people in the entire village were killed. On a strong windy night, Zhao Zhi might have dreamed of the past, familiar faces, awakened from his sleep and cried all night. Since then, his head has been entangled with him for the rest of his life.

"Mr. Mu, where is His Highness the Crown Prince?"

Zhang Jin walked in with blood red. He had been fighting at the front line for more than two hours. The tired look on his face was already revealed, but his eyes were still bright and firm. Perhaps this choice tonight would be the end of his life, but Zhang Jin had no regrets. He had his principles and moral bottom line.

Zhang Jin's arrival woke Mr. Mu from his memories.

"His prince suddenly encountered a disaster and was exhausted and was resting in the room. What's wrong with Zhang Jin?"

Of course, Mu Gong could not tell the truth to Zhang Jin.

Zhang Jin nodded without any suspicion, stepped forward and grabbed Mu Gong's hand, and said excitedly: "Mr. Mu Gong, good news. Li Xun is leading a large army to attack the imperial city. Since he can lead the army to attack the imperial city, it shows that the situation in the city has been controlled by Li Xun and others, and the prince is saved."

When Mr. Mu heard this, his face suddenly felt a look of surprise, but it soon turned into calmness. He looked at Zhang Jin and asked in a deep voice: "General Zhang, how long can we last."

"More than half of the eight thousand soldiers have been killed or injured, and the rebels' offensive is getting stronger and stronger. We may not be able to hold on for long. I want to tell the prince this news and then let the prince..."

Zhang Jin did not finish his words, but Mu Gong already understood what he meant. At this time, the prince should be with the soldiers and live and die together. As long as the prince is present, the morale of the soldiers will be greatly improved. As long as the morale is not weak, the soldiers dare to fight to the death, and the time for perseverance will be greatly improved.

"You will return to the city wall immediately to command. You cannot be without you. Your Highness and I will arrive later."
Chapter completed!