CH 59
Chen Miao Ping quickly retracted his eyes and felt his head suddenly ache in pain. If Xie Yan Ping was guarding the city gates, that meant that Xie Yu Zhi was still inside the Imperial Palace.
The situation did not look good, as otherwise, why would there be so few people left to defend the gate? Why would his father-in-law be bringing the majority of the troops who were guarding the gate to assist with the protection of the palace?
While he was thinking, the gates opened, and Da Jin soldiers were heading out of the city to pick up dropped weapons and the bodies of their comrades. Taking this chance, Chen Miao Ping crouched down and quietly headed towards the gate. Using the darkness of the night as a cover, he dragged the dead body of a Da Jin soldier back towards the forest.
It was the first time that Chen Miao Ping had touched a dead person and the other still had a lingering warmth on his body. An arrow was sticking out of the man’s chest, and his wound was already foaming white and bloating up from the rain water. The armor itself felt oily and sticky, and it was unknown what made it so, whether it was blood or some other residue.
“Sorry…… for disrespecting you……”
He clumsily took the armor off the body and quickly switched both of their clothes. Chen Miao Ping fixed the position of the helmet and picked up a sword off the ground, before covering his face with dirt and blending into the troops of the Da Jin army.
He followed the others, picking up dead bodies for Da Jin and loading them onto a wooden cart by the bottom of the city walls. Chen Miao Ping was moving very slowly, purposefully slower than the others by half a step. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he quickly moved and crossed over the city gates to a side street.
There was a bright side to patrolling the streets as part of a normal work routine. At least Chen Miao Ping knew where the small alleyways and shortcuts were, allowing him to catch up to Xie Yan Ping in the shortest amount of time.
No one was out on the streets, and all the citizens had shut their doors and windows tight. Even the most boisterous and lively Ping Kang Road was devoid of activity and light. There were some stores that had not been quick enough to close their doors, and with one peek at them, one could see the stores’ wares knocked all over the floor, as if they were robbed.
A normally lively city had become like a ghost town.
Xie Yan Ping was moving quickly with his troops. But as they had just experienced a fierce battle, they didn’t retain any formation. Some of these soldiers had suffered terrible injuries and they were slowly being outpaced.
Chen Miao Ping was running pretty fast to catch up, and he hid himself by the corner of an alleyway. When the troops went past him, he slipped in at the back, slowly increasing his speed to merge in.
Li Qin Wang evidently had been planning for this for a very long time. His private army was full of strong trained men who could battle ten regular soldiers on their own. Compared to the other side, of those who were still loyal to the Emperor holding down the fort, they were having greater difficulty blocking their advance.
The situation seemed to be even worse inside the city walls than the mindless slaughter on the battlefields outside. It did not help with eunuchs and maids escaping everywhere and anywhere they could to save their own lives, creating a mesh pit of chaos.
The sky was starting to become brighter, with the rain slowly coming to a halt. After such an intense night of fighting, the numbers of Xie Yu Zhi’s soldiers were already cut in half.
Sun Tong climbed up the cobblestone steps, and the bottoms of his feet were full of sticky residue, most likely from the pools of blood he stomped through on the battleground. He led his troops closer and closer to the main assembly hall of the Imperial Palace and yelled out ruthlessly,
The situation did not look good, as otherwise, why would there be so few people left to defend the gate? Why would his father-in-law be bringing the majority of the troops who were guarding the gate to assist with the protection of the palace?
While he was thinking, the gates opened, and Da Jin soldiers were heading out of the city to pick up dropped weapons and the bodies of their comrades. Taking this chance, Chen Miao Ping crouched down and quietly headed towards the gate. Using the darkness of the night as a cover, he dragged the dead body of a Da Jin soldier back towards the forest.
It was the first time that Chen Miao Ping had touched a dead person and the other still had a lingering warmth on his body. An arrow was sticking out of the man’s chest, and his wound was already foaming white and bloating up from the rain water. The armor itself felt oily and sticky, and it was unknown what made it so, whether it was blood or some other residue.
“Sorry…… for disrespecting you……”
He clumsily took the armor off the body and quickly switched both of their clothes. Chen Miao Ping fixed the position of the helmet and picked up a sword off the ground, before covering his face with dirt and blending into the troops of the Da Jin army.
He followed the others, picking up dead bodies for Da Jin and loading them onto a wooden cart by the bottom of the city walls. Chen Miao Ping was moving very slowly, purposefully slower than the others by half a step. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he quickly moved and crossed over the city gates to a side street.
There was a bright side to patrolling the streets as part of a normal work routine. At least Chen Miao Ping knew where the small alleyways and shortcuts were, allowing him to catch up to Xie Yan Ping in the shortest amount of time.
No one was out on the streets, and all the citizens had shut their doors and windows tight. Even the most boisterous and lively Ping Kang Road was devoid of activity and light. There were some stores that had not been quick enough to close their doors, and with one peek at them, one could see the stores’ wares knocked all over the floor, as if they were robbed.
A normally lively city had become like a ghost town.
Xie Yan Ping was moving quickly with his troops. But as they had just experienced a fierce battle, they didn’t retain any formation. Some of these soldiers had suffered terrible injuries and they were slowly being outpaced.
Chen Miao Ping was running pretty fast to catch up, and he hid himself by the corner of an alleyway. When the troops went past him, he slipped in at the back, slowly increasing his speed to merge in.
Li Qin Wang evidently had been planning for this for a very long time. His private army was full of strong trained men who could battle ten regular soldiers on their own. Compared to the other side, of those who were still loyal to the Emperor holding down the fort, they were having greater difficulty blocking their advance.
The situation seemed to be even worse inside the city walls than the mindless slaughter on the battlefields outside. It did not help with eunuchs and maids escaping everywhere and anywhere they could to save their own lives, creating a mesh pit of chaos.
The sky was starting to become brighter, with the rain slowly coming to a halt. After such an intense night of fighting, the numbers of Xie Yu Zhi’s soldiers were already cut in half.
Sun Tong climbed up the cobblestone steps, and the bottoms of his feet were full of sticky residue, most likely from the pools of blood he stomped through on the battleground. He led his troops closer and closer to the main assembly hall of the Imperial Palace and yelled out ruthlessly,
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