Chapter 785

Tang Yin wanted to use the Dark Fire to absorb more spiritual energy, but General Ning rushed towards him like crazy and hugged his waist tightly. Tang Yin frowned, turned his wrist, raised the spiritual knife upside down, aimed at General Ning's back, and stabbed with all his strength.

Puff!

His knife pierced General Ning's body, but the other party also rushed forward with brute force holding Tang Yin, and both of them fell from the palace wall.

Plop! The force of this fall almost broke Tang Yin's bones, but fortunately the dead General Ning provided him with a lot of spiritual energy.

He pushed away the corpse on top of him and stood up from the ground. At this time, the surrounding Fengjun rushed forward and supported Tang Yin, asking in a flurry: "My king, are you okay?" "My king, are you injured?"

Tang Yin waved his arms, pushed away the soldiers around him, looked up at the top of the palace wall, and shouted: "Don't worry about me, push them all up, and break through the palace no matter what!"

The king personally went to the battlefield and fought to the death with the enemy, so how dare the soldiers below not fight for their lives.

Tens of thousands of Fengjun, some were hitting the palace gate outside, some were climbing up the palace wall with ladders, and some were shooting arrows from under the wall. Now the battle has been fully launched.

After all, the palace is not a city, and the palace wall is not as high as the city wall. It is not that high, nor that strong. Soon, the Fengjun outside used a giant ram that was specially used to break the city gate to smash the palace gate open. The Fengjun outside rushed into the palace like a tide, shouting and killing.

No matter how good and brave the Ningguo palace guards were, they only had 10,000 people. How could they be the opponents of so many Feng troops? Moreover, they were completely unprepared for the arrival of the Feng troops. It was as if the Feng troops outside had fallen from the sky. They were unprepared and rushed to fight, and they were even more defeated.

As a large number of Feng troops rushed in, the palace guards began to collapse, and the battle was pushed from outside the palace to inside the palace.

At this time, Yan Chu was in Tianyu Palace, which was the bedroom of his favorite concubine, Madam Tianyu.

The Feng troops came too fast, so fast that it was incredible.

When the North City was in chaos, a guard had reported to Yan Chu that a small group of Feng troops had mixed into the North City and were fighting with the soldiers of the North City garrison.

Because it was a small group of Feng troops, Yan Chu did not care too much and thought that it would be fine as long as it was wiped out. However, since the enemy was able to mix into the city, it meant that there was a problem with the city defense of the North City. Yan Chu was also thinking about whether he should discuss with the ministers at the court meeting tomorrow whether he should replace Zhang Tong, the commander of the North City.

While he was still thinking about this, another guard came in hurriedly and reported to Yan Chu that the Feng army had broken through the North City and entered the city.

Hearing this, Yan Chu's face suddenly changed, and Madam Tianyu, who was with him, screamed in fear and leaned towards him involuntarily.

But the guard who reported the news had not left yet, and another guard came to report that the Feng army had killed all the way from the North City to the palace and was now gathering outside the palace.

As soon as he finished speaking, the guard came closer and said that the Feng army had begun to launch a fierce attack on the palace...

The guards who reported the news ran in and out one after another, and the news they brought was more shocking than the other. Yan Chu, who was so shrewd and ambitious, was a little overwhelmed.

Soon, he also heard bursts of shouting and continuous rumbling from the north, which was the sound of hitting the palace gate.

"Great... King, is the Feng army going to kill into the palace?" Madam Tianyu asked with a pale face, leaning against Yan Chu's side, trembling.

Yan Chu was speechless. It can be said that in his subconscious, he had never considered the current situation. Although he was a monarch, he did not know how to deal with the current situation. Yan Chu's heart was in a mess, his head was buzzing, and he was at a loss.

Before Yan Chu could speak, a group of guards rushed in from outside. The general in the lead was Yu Po, the Weiwei of Ningguo. He walked quickly to Yan Chu, saluted, and said in a hurry: "Your Majesty, the Feng army has broken through the palace gate and entered the palace. Your Majesty... Your Majesty should escape outside the palace first!"

Yu Po had no idea whether he could escape now. Even if he escaped, he had no idea whether he could escape the pursuit of the Feng army. But escaping was better than waiting to die. Staying in the palace would only lead to death. Escape might still have a chance of survival.

"The Feng army... has entered the palace..." Yan Chu muttered with a dull look in his eyes. He slowly raised his head, looked at Yu Po, and asked, "You want me to escape? But where should I escape to? Where else can you let me escape to?" At the end of the question, Yan Chu's eyes turned red and he let out a heartbreaking roar at Yu Po.

Yu Po's body trembled, and he fell to his knees with a plop, saying repeatedly: "My king... I will protect you with my life and escape from the capital..."

"I will not go anywhere!" Yan Chu shouted sternly, and at the same time he drew out his sword, pointed it forward, pointed it at Yu Po's forehead, and said in a serious voice: "If Ningguo's thousand-year foundation is destroyed by me, how can I live alone in the world? If I die, I will die in the place where I should be."

As he spoke, the sword in his hand slowly fell, and he said faintly: "You run away! Go, run away!"

Everyone looked at each other, knelt down at the same time, and said in unison with tears in their voices: "We will protect you with our lives!" While speaking, Yu Po stood up and shouted to the guards below: "Brothers, follow me to resist the enemy! Kill!"

"Kill!"

Although the guards of the Ning Kingdom Palace were no match for the Feng Army, none of them fled. All of them stayed in the palace to fight a bloody battle with the Feng Army. At this time, the Ning Army rarely showed their bloodiness, but it was too late.

The guards led by Yu Po all went to fight with the Feng Army. The palace maids were so scared that they hid and dared not show their heads. In the huge palace, only Yan Chu and his beloved concubine Madam Tianyu were left.

He threw his sword on the table, stroked Madam Tianyu's beautiful cheek, and said softly: "You...can't stay..."

His words were a double entendre, meaning that Madam Tianyu should either escape or commit suicide, but she must not fall into the hands of the Feng Army. He could not tolerate his beloved woman being humiliated by the Feng Army.

Madam Tianyu understood what he meant, nodded gently, and said: "Don't worry, my king, I know what to do. But...please allow me to stay a little longer to accompany you..." As she spoke, her tears fell.

Yan Chu was also moved, his eyes were red, and tears were rolling in his eyes.

However, the ferocious Feng Jun outside would not give him and his wife too much time to say goodbye. The sound of fighting was getting closer and closer. The screams of dying were like invisible knives, constantly stabbing the hearts of the two.

"Brothers, follow me to kill the enemy--"

Outside the hall, Yu Bo's hoarse roar came. Then, the sound of fighting was heard. The sound of weapons colliding with weapons, the crisp sound of sharp blades tearing through armor, and the screams that followed, one after another, continuous.

Feng Jun's speed is so fast!

Yan Chu lowered his eyes and his eyes fell on the sword on the table. Madam Tianyu, who was nestled in his arms, took a deep breath, slowly stood up, held the hilt with both hands, and put the sword on her neck with a sudden force.

"Yu'er..."

Yan Chu stood up subconsciously and stretched out his hand to hold her, but she took a step back and let his hand go. She looked at Yan Chu eagerly, with no fear in her eyes, only deep reluctance. She shook her head slowly and whispered: "If there is an afterlife, I will... still be the king's concubine..." As she spoke, crystal tears fell on the sword.

At this time, there was a sudden bang, and the palace door was kicked open. Then, a bloody Feng Jiang rushed in from outside. The Feng Jiang looked up at Yan Chu, then looked at Madam Tianyu, and shouted loudly: "Yan Chu, your death is coming."

Even if you have never seen Yan Chu, you can guess who he is by looking at his clothes.

Yan Chu's red eyes were about to spit fire. He gritted his teeth and stared at Feng Jiang. His fists were clenched tightly, and even his nails were deeply embedded in the flesh. His body trembled violently.

Before Feng Jiang could take further action, another person rushed in from outside, Yu Po.

In just a short while, Yu Po seemed to have changed into a different person. He held the spirit sword in his right hand, but his left arm was gone. Blood flowed from the broken shoulder. The spirit armor on his body was also broken, with no less than ten wounds of varying sizes.

He shouted and rushed towards the wind general, raising his sword to chop.

The wind general blocked with his sword, and with a crisp sound, the wind general was shaken back three steps.

Yu Po shouted and stepped forward, and chopped again with his sword.

The wind general had no way to dodge, so he could only raise his sword to block again.

Clang! There was another crisp sound, and this time he was shaken further away, his legs weakened, and he sat on the ground.

Yu Po refused to give in, and rushed forward, swinging his sword to chop again, but the wind general rolled forward first, rolling to Yu Po's feet, and the spirit sword passed forward, and with a pounce, the sword tip pierced deeply into Yu Po's lower abdomen.

The latter's body was obviously stiff, but he still chopped down with force with the spiritual sword he had raised high.

Puff!

The sword hit Feng Jiang's back firmly, leaving a large cut more than a foot long.

Feng Jiang screamed in pain, pulled the spiritual sword out of Yu Bo's lower abdomen, and then stabbed him again fiercely, but Yu Bo also chopped him back with another heavy chop...

The two of them were completely suicidal attacks.

In just a blink of an eye, Feng Jiang stabbed Yu Bo five or six times, and the latter chopped him back four or five times. In the end, both of them couldn't hold on and fell into a pool of blood.

Yu Bo lay on his back on the ground, his eyes wide open, motionless, and he had died, while Feng Jiang was still struggling to crawl forward on the ground, crawling while shouting intermittently: "Kill... Yan Chu... Kill... Kill..."

He only crawled two or three meters before he stopped moving, leaving a shocking bloodstain on the ground behind him.

Yan Chu and Madam Tianyu stared blankly at everything that was happening before their eyes, both of them were stunned and terrified. They had heard of too many wars, but this was the first time they had seen one with their own eyes. Even Yan Chu was so shocked by the inhuman cruelty of war that he couldn't recover for a long time.