Chapter 1200: Opening the Gates to Meet the Enemy

The garrison commander stood to the side, seeing this situation, and already sighed in his heart.

He had long known it would be like this...

This is Jinghua, after all!

What kind of place is Jinghua!

Princes run everywhere, and high-ranking officials are seen at every turn!

These people—even those who command troops themselves—dare not provoke them, let alone a Junior Official like you?

"I have said it: the city gates are about to close, and no one is allowed to leave the city!" Yu Qian, however, wore a fearless expression and emphasized loudly once again.

However,

"You speak? What kind of thing do you think you are? I am Vice Minister of the Ministry of Rites, Fei Zhong! I am the own nephew of the current Cabinet member, Lord Zhu Zhen! Let me see who dares to stop me!"

An official in the crowd calling himself Fei Zhong said loudly, and then strode forward.

The soldiers naturally dared not stop him—he was Zhu Zhen's nephew!

Zhu Zhen is the head of the Scholar-Official Group; would any ordinary person dare to provoke him?

No one dared to step forward.

Yu Qian, meanwhile, watched all of this coldly.

He stopped shouting as well.

To tell the truth, encountering this kind of scene for the first time, he still felt a bit timid inside.

Even now, standing here, his legs were trembling.

But he still tried his best to keep his mood calm.

Must not be afraid!

Not only must he not be afraid, he also had to maintain an appearance of being fearless.

"Stop! If you do not stop again, do not blame me for taking action!"

Many people were watching Yu Qian as a joke at this moment.

The garrison commander, however, could not bear it and shouted angrily at Fei Zhong.

"Heh, this official is leaving the city today; let's see what you dare to do to me?"

Fei Zhong looked disdainful.

He did not believe anyone dared to touch him in Jinghua!

"I will say it one more time: no one is allowed to leave the city. Those who violate the order shall be beheaded!"

Yu Qian looked calm, his hands behind his back, and said indifferently.

"Oh, you really think of yourself as someone important, huh? I am leaving the city, and I want to see if you dare to kill me!" Fei Zhong laughed loudly, and then the people beside him also burst into uproarious laughter.

They had no idea why such a Junior Official would be putting on an act here.

Fei Zhong gave a cold snort and walked toward the city gate.

Even at this moment, people began to jeer.

Those watching the spectacle...

Mocking, ridiculing, all sorts of things.

Fei Zhong was even more arrogant, swaggering past Yu Qian; at this moment, everyone stared at Yu Qian!

Let's see what you can do!

The garrison commander also sighed.

At this moment, in Yu Qian's heart, a fierce Bitter Remonstrance was taking place!

He was a scholar; he had never killed anyone, and he did not know if he could actually swing a blade.

But if he did not take action, then the officials and commoners of Jinghua would never have a sense of fear again!

If Jinghua falls into chaos, Longyan will fall into chaos!

Once they flee from here, it will firstly give the Mongol Army an opportunity, and secondly, it will shake the morale of the Jinghua garrison.

This Fei Zhong must die!

"What is it? I have just walked right past!"

Fei Zhong looked up and laughed, not taking this Sixth-Rank Official seriously at all.

Who would have thought that at this very moment.

Without even letting out a shout, Yu Qian pulled out his hands from behind his back and swung his blade, hacking toward Fei Zhong.

This movement was extremely fast; no one had reacted in time.

Because no one believed that such a weak-looking scholar would truly dare to draw a blade and kill!

"Puchi!"

This strike was steady, accurate, and ruthless, landing exactly on Fei Zhong's neck, severing the artery and blood vessels; fresh blood sprayed out instantly.

Fei Zhong clutched his own neck, looking at Yu Qian with an expression of disbelief.

He truly did not expect that this mere Sixth-Rank Official would actually dare to kill him!

How did he dare!

How did he dare!

With his windpipe severed, Fei Zhong could no longer speak; at this moment, he could only use his eyes to express his unwillingness.

However, he did not have time to make any more expressions; after pointing at Yu Qian with all his might, he collapsed into a pool of blood.

The entire scene was shocked.

Exclamations rose one after another.

Everyone looked at Yu Qian in horror.

"I will say it one more time: no one is allowed to leave the city. Those who violate this, die!"

Although Yu Qian was very slight of build, at this moment, he was covered in blood, and his unnaturally calm gaze made everyone feel fear.

This civil official truly dared to kill!

Moreover...

It looked like this was his first time killing someone!

His mental fortitude was unexpectedly this resilient!

It was not just these officials and commoners; even the soldiers guarding the city were stunned.

They truly did not expect that something they lacked the courage to do had actually been accomplished by a weak, scholarly civil official who could not even truss a chicken.

"This..."

The garrison commander was also startled.

This Fei Zhong, an existence that even ordinary princes dared not provoke...

Had actually died at the hands of a Sixth-Rank Official!

He immediately realized that this Yu Qian was by no means an ordinary person! Perhaps he really could turn the tide; it was hard to say!

At this moment.

This move by Yu Qian had already terrified the group of people who wanted to force their way out; they began to fear, and they began to retreat.

The bloody scent of Fei Zhong had already begun to permeate the air.

"City Gate General Zhao Hui is willing to follow your orders, sir!"

Zhao Hui knelt on one knee and performed a cupped-fist salute to Yu Qian.

"Willing to follow your orders, sir!"

Suddenly, thousands of people knelt in unison, their shouts shaking the heavens!

"Good! Leave one thousand men here to keep watch, and the rest, follow me to support the North Gate!"

Only then did Yu Qian heave a sigh of relief and throw away the blade in his hand.

In reality, his legs could already barely hold him up.

"Yes!"

At this moment, the North Gate of Jinghua was already struggling to hold on.

The bolt of the city gate had already snapped, and it was estimated that after a few more strikes, it would be breached by the Mongolian Army.

At this time, Zhao Yan was burning with anxiety.

If the city gate were breached and the Mongol Army flooded in, Jinghua would surely turn into a living hell.

But how was one to defend it?

"All City Defense Army soldiers, descend from the walls; open the city gate and fight the Mongolian Army to the death!"

Just at this moment, a shout came over.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yan frowned.

It was already difficult enough to defend by relying on the city walls; who gave you the courage to open the gate and fight the Mongolian Army in a decisive battle?

"Who is so arrogant and reckless!"

"Big brother!"

Just at this moment, Zhao Hui called out.

"Second brother!? Why are you here? Aren't you supposed to be guarding the South Gate!" Zhao Yan asked anxiously.

"Big brother, no Mongolian Army was found at the South Gate. I came to bring you a capable person," Zhao Hui said joyfully.

The capable person Zhao Hui spoke of was naturally Yu Qian.

Initially, he only regarded Yu Qian as someone with courage, but along the way, Yu Qian told him many Methods for defending a city—those were all very practical strategies—and this made him genuinely admire Yu Qian.

This Yu Qian was definitely a capable official, not someone who could be compared to Zhao Kuo, who only knew how to talk about war on paper.

If the Jinghua garrison followed Yu Qian's orders, the crisis in Jinghua could be resolved!

"A capable person?"

Listening to Zhao Hui's words, Zhao Yan looked up and down at the body of

the blood-covered Yu Qian.

Isn't this just a scholar?

A scholar covered in blood?

"You want to throw the city gates wide open? How do I look at it, you seem like a spy for the Mongols," Zhao Yan frowned and said.

Although he was slandered, Yu Qian was not angry, but said in a calm tone: "Even if you don't open the city gate, can you hold it?"

A single sentence left Zhao Yan speechless.

Indeed, Jinghua was currently in a precarious situation, the soldiers defending the city had reached their limits, and the city gate being smashed open was only a matter of moments.

Since there was no other Method, it was better to hear what ideas this Confucian scholar had.

"Fine, then tell me your thoughts. As long as it is reasonable, this general will certainly follow them."

"Open the city gates; the Mongols will inevitably swarm in from the gate. The gate is narrow and cannot accommodate a large number of people entering at once. At this time, our soldiers can engage the enemy in close-quarters combat within the gate. The enemy will be unable to spread out, their numerical advantage will cease to exist, and we will be able to entangle the enemy. At this time, the fire on the city walls will have subsided, and our soldiers can climb the walls to fight, using bows and arrows and Firearm to shoot from a high vantage point. As long as we can hold out for one day, the surrounding reinforcements will surely arrive. To avoid being caught in a pincer attack, the Mongols will certainly withdraw their troops. By then, the crisis of Jinghua will be easily resolved."

After listening to Yu Qian's words, Zhao Yan's eyes lit up.

That's right, there was no need for him to defend it this way at all.

Actually, it was just like two contestants in a tug-of-war; knowing that one's strength is inferior to the opponent's, even if one holds on to the end, it is hard to escape the fate of losing.

Rather than losing in such a mediocre way, it is better to use a trick: when both sides are exerting all their strength, suddenly let go. In this way, the side with the greater power will be thrown out directly.

This, too, is a kind of victory.

"I understand. Those in the army who use Firearms, gather here!"

"In a moment, open the city gates. All Firearm users, fire in three ranks. When ammunition is exhausted or the Firearms can no longer hold, Axe Soldiers, charge up and fight the enemy. You must block the enemy within the city gates!"

"Yes!"

His subordinates followed orders, and after everything was prepared, Zhao Yan ordered the soldiers bracing the city gates to withdraw quickly.

Without the resistance of the soldiers, the city gates were immediately rammed open. The Mongols who broke through the gates cheered at once, blowing whistles as they charged into Jinghua City.

In their eyes, this Jinghua was Heaven; once they entered Heaven, they could burn, kill, and loot!

However, this Heaven did not await them with food and women, but with heartless bullets!

After the first batch of the Mongolian Army charged into Jinghua City, the first rank of Firearm users pulled their triggers in unison. These Mongols went directly to meet their Changshengtian. Recently, pop-up windows are severe; you can click to download to avoid pop-ups.