Concubine Ning, one of the emperor's love

Chapter 440

The city guard on the opposite side staggered and bumped into the city gate: "Hey, why are you crazy?!"

Without saying a word, the guard drew his sword and said, "You go to die, you all go to die!"

"Damn, go crazy!" He drew out his sword and chopped it back immediately.

Immediately, he bared his teeth and drew his sword, and with a clang, it was done. Immediately, the city guard on one side stepped forward and pulled.

"Hehe." A certain person hugged his shoulders and chuckled, his eyes were deep red, and the corners of his mouth were full of smiles, "Go on."

With a bewildering look, the defense of the city gate is disrupted, and the soul is lost, only murderous, chaotic, total chaos.

"Your mother wants to die!"

"I'll kill you!"

"Come on, come on, I can't kill you!"

"Kill, kill!"

"..."

But in a moment, at the gate of the city, there was a mess, the sword had no eyes, and the refugees fled in all directions.

For a moment, tens of thousands of refugees pushed forward violently, and the gate of the city was blocked, which alarmed the general Xiao Mang who served the porridge in the city. He became angry and yelled: "What's the trouble! Are you tired of working?!"

After a word, there is no peace at all, only the roaring and roaring, and the sound of swords, guns and halberds. The refugees are surging around, fleeing inside and outside the city, trampling, crowding, pushing and shoving, and the north gate is in chaos.

Seeing this, Xiao Mang felt bad, and immediately panicked: "Go and see, what happened?"

"General!" The lieutenant came running profusely with sweat, his eyes blushing, and shouted, "General, people from the first wing and the second wing are fighting."

One wing and two wings, both guarding the city gate, are all carefully selected elite soldiers, and they will never dare to act recklessly.Xiao Mang hurriedly asked: "What's going on? Why did you rebel in the nest?"

The lieutenant was dumbfounded, shaking his head, and beads of sweat dripped down: "I don't know, I just started doing it well, I can't even drag it off, everyone's eyes are red, it's like being hit..." He hurriedly didn't know what to say, bit his tongue and grinded his teeth , tremblingly said, "It's like being possessed by an evil spirit."

Bewitched?

Among the rioting refugees, whoever was laughing, they were turned on their backs.Someone laughed.

Here, Xiao Mang slapped the porridge shed apart with his palm, spit out a mouthful of saliva, and stared blankly: "This group of bastards, I insist on peeling their skins."

Before Xiao Mang went to peel the skin, another panicked little guard ran over, his legs softened and he knelt in front of Xiao Mang, slurring his words in a hurry: "General, it's not good, it's not good!"

The muzzles of the guns collided together, sparks flew all over the place, it was not good or bad.

Xiao Mang wanted to slash people, and his face was extremely angry: "What's wrong?"

"The refugee riots outside the city, they all poured in, and they all fought, and they couldn't be stopped."

Looking at the gate of the city, there was a mass of darkness, fleeing, menacing, screaming, scuffling, rushing, stepping on the yellow sand rolling at the gate of the city.

Chaos, all chaos...

Xiao Mang shouted anxiously: "Hurry up, close the city gate."

The war-torn refugees were like wolves and tigers. The guards at the city gates fought and self-mutilated. They were already out of control. The guards were dripping with cold sweat: "The guards are not guarding, the refugees are out of control, all eight city gates are open, they have come... That's too late."

The gate of the North City was wide open, the water was blocked, and the refugees rushed in, coming from all directions...

Xiao Mang glanced around, but there was nowhere to see the figure of Brother Seven, his face pale: "It's over, it's over."

The gates of the city were fully opened, and tens of thousands of refugees rioted. It was fundamental and unstoppable. At this time, the city gates were in turmoil. The refugees who had been ravaged by war were full of murderous aura.

The city gate was billowing scarlet, non-stop, ten miles behind the city gate, thousands of people flew over the eaves and walls, rectified, and knelt down in unison: "See master."

(End of this chapter)