MTL - Drunk House-Chapter 475 Stick to it (one more)

  Chapter 475 Persistence (one update)

   In the middle of the night, the Northern Hebei Army really launched a third round of siege.

  The sound of drums was like thunder, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

  On the tower of Nanping City, there was a fire.

  Zhou Gu stood on the top of the mountain, and said to Su Rong: "I will take Ziye with me, and Feng Ling will stay to protect you. Nanping City tonight is the real danger. There is no other way but to bear it."

   "Yes, you take Feng Ling with you. When he left Beijing, he brought a large bag of poisonous powder, which would kill him immediately." Su Rong looked coldly, watching the thick smoke and fire on Nanping City, "Even if he is Daliang's own soldier, if the sword is against his own people, he deserves to die."

  She added, "Especially Zhang Cheng, Zhang Yun."

  Zhou Gu turned his head to look at her, and after a while, he said, "Okay, stay at midnight."

   "No need, just keep a few hidden guards."

  Zhou Gu shook his head, "Don't forget the Nangong family. If Nangong Yu misses, there may be other dangers. I'm worried, so I will stay at Ziye to protect you."

   "Okay!" Su Rong let go, "Be careful."

"good."

  The cold wind whipped up Zhou Gu's cloak, he took two steps, disliked getting in the way, and took it off directly, then turned around and put it on Su Rong.

  Su Rong was already wearing a cloak, but now that he had this one on, she suddenly felt her shoulders being pressed, but she stood obediently and let Zhou Gu tie his cloak on her, then lifted her chin, bowed her head and kissed the corner of her mouth, turned and left.

  He left, Feng Ling glanced at Zi Ye, "Protect my sister."

  Zi Ye sighed, he was the one who was left behind, once upon a time the guards around his young master changed from those around Miss Seven, he came to protect people, while Feng Ling went to fight with the young master. To put it bluntly, he is still not as useful as Feng Ling, with various skills, he can only nod, "Don't worry."

  Feng Ling followed Zhou Gu with confidence.

  The two left, and their figures quickly disappeared into the night, followed by two-thirds of the guards.

  Ziye looked at the pitch-black night, and then looked at the flames of Nanping City in the distance. He talked to Su Rong, "Miss Seven, where are the 40,000 to 50,000 soldiers and horses, the young master and Feng Ling will go like this, nothing will happen, right?"

   "No. I've told him that even if everyone in Nanping City has an accident, he can't have an accident and he has to come back safely." Su Rong said: "Feng Ling too."

  Zi Ye immediately felt relieved.

  Upstairs in Nanping City, Ning Chi, Jiang Zhu and the soldiers continued to defend the city. Besides Ning Ze, there was one more person this round, and that was Zhang Mao.

  The iron chains on Zhang Mao’s body were untied, and he held a sword in his hand. Hebei soldiers who climbed up the tower with the help of ladders recognized Zhang Mao and were shocked.

  Ning Ze felt relieved immediately, thinking that Zhang Maoxing was much more capable than him.

  Zhang Cheng held the binoculars, looked at the familiar figure on the tower, his eyes widened, "Is it Maoer?"

  He thought he was dazzled, so he looked at it for a while longer, and he couldn't believe it and handed the binoculars to the people around him, "Look, is it Maoer?"

  The person next to him took the binoculars, glanced at it, paused for a while, then nodded in affirmation, "General Hui is the eldest son."

  Zhang Cheng's face was green and pale, "He is killing our Northern Hebei Army."

"yes."

  Zhang Cheng was extremely suspicious, "How is it possible? Is he crazy?"

  The people around him couldn't answer this question. He was not Zhang Mao. He didn't know why the eldest son appeared on the city wall and turned against the North Hebei Army.

   "Someone must have pretended to be him." Zhang Cheng felt that this reason was justified.

  At this time, Zhang Yun was pushed by someone in a wheelchair. His body was still soft, his hands and feet were soft, and he couldn’t even hold the binoculars. Someone helped him hold it up in front of his eyes. He stared at a figure on the city wall for a long time, and said to Zhang Cheng: "Second Uncle, it’s Big Brother, it’s not someone pretending to be, it’s him.”

   "This is simply, simply, simply absurd." Zhang Cheng was angry.

  Zhang Yun smiled, "It seems that the eldest brother has defected to the court."

   "He is from the Zhang family." Zhang Chengdao.

  Zhang Yun narrowed his eyes, "What about the Zhang family? We gave up on him first. We are not benevolent, so he can naturally be unrighteous."

   It's just that he didn't expect that Nanping Hou Shizi Ningchi believed in him very much, and released him as a sword against the northern Ji army.

  Zhang Mao is the eldest son of Zhang Ping. He has studied literature and martial arts since he was a child. Therefore, he is also a person with real skills. Otherwise, they would not dare to bring a few people into the Eighteen Villages.

  He was captured because he met Zhou Gu and Su Rong. If it were someone else, it might not be possible for him to fall into the hands of others.

  It is indeed a sword to have him standing on the city wall of Nanping and confronting the soldiers of northern Hebei.

  Zhang Cheng was surprised and angry, "He is really a good son of my elder brother, my good nephew, he is in vain for the Zhang family."

   "Maybe he doesn't want to be a member of the Zhang family for a long time." Zhang Yun waved his hand weakly and ordered, "Speed ​​up the attack."

  The sound of drums was dense and exciting, and after the soldiers in northern Hebei passed by the front group because they saw Zhang Mao losing their composure, the soldiers behind did not dare to lose their composure, and regarded Zhang Mao as someone who wanted to kill just like Ning Chi.

   Soon, Zhang Mao was also injured, and his body was covered in blood.

  Ning Ze was almost beheaded, but was rescued by Zhang Mao. After the disaster, he survived the catastrophe, and sat down on the ground at the rear with lingering fear, holding the knife and panting.

  Looking at the offensive in front of him, he felt that it was going to be over. Even though most of the Northern Hebei Army had been poisoned, this minority could not be stopped by the wounded soldiers in Nanping City. Having one more Zhang Mao would not change much, it would just delay his death for a while.

  He felt hopeless.

   Just as he saw his elder brother was slashed again, Jiang Zhu was also stabbed with a sword, Zhang Mao narrowly avoided the fatal spot, injured his thigh, and fell to him.

  The soldiers in northern Hebei paused.

   Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ning Chi supported Jiang Zhu, swung his knife forcefully, killed the two Hebei soldiers in front of him, and then looked down the city.

  I saw a group of men in black, who seemed to have entered the Hebei military camp under the city, and went straight to the generals under the star banner.

  Ning Chi's eyes lit up, "Zhou Gu."

   "It's Brother Zhou." Jiang Zhu also saw clearly.

   It is clearer to look down from a high place than to look up from a low place. Therefore, Zhou Gu's figure is easy to recognize for familiar people, especially his two-handed sword.

  There are very few people in the world who use two-handed swords, making such good ones even rarer.

  I didn’t know how powerful the two-handed sword was before. Young Master Zhou of the Protectorate’s Mansion was famous in person, but his ability was not very well-known. It was probably because the proud son of heaven, gold and jade, rarely had the opportunity for him to make a real move.

   But now, his two-handed sword has gradually become famous.

  (end of this chapter)