I was kicked out of the house, and I was reborn and became the emperor

Just when the people in Yunzhou City were still immersed in the joy that Fang Yi was dead.

At this moment, something shocking happened at Yumen Pass.

The Jurchen prince Daishan led 20,000 cavalrymen to capture Yumen Pass without losing a single soldier!

The news reached Ningjin City and Yunzhou City at the same time.

Who could have imagined that this natural barrier would be captured by the Jurchens without a single drop of blood!

Inside Ningjin City.

After receiving the news from the scouts, Fang Yi and Wu Minbo began to gather people to discuss countermeasures.

At this time, two days had passed since Yumen Pass was breached.

Under normal circumstances, there are beacon towers at the border to send signals.

However, the commander of Yumen Pass opened the gate and surrendered on his own, causing a delay in the delivery of news.

On the city wall of Ningjin City, the governor Wu Minbo was holding a letter of intelligence that had just been delivered, his face ashen and burning with anger.

The hands of the scholar who usually flipped through documents now seemed to be about to crush the thin paper, and a string of vulgar words burst out of his mouth, which was an unusual occurrence.

"Marquis Wuwei, you are such a fool! You actually sent a traitor to guard a city that even a three-year-old kid could defend! You are really as stupid as a pig!"

Wu Minbo's angry rebuke made the air around them seem to freeze.

Fang Yi, who was standing by, was used to his elegance and gentleness, but today was the first time he saw the governor so out of control, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

"The defense line we worked so hard to build has become a joke overnight! Being stabbed in the back by the enemy is such a frustrating feeling!"

Wu Minbo's words were full of helplessness and anger, and the frustration in his eyes inevitably made people feel sympathy.

Fang Yi quickly recovered after a brief moment of shock and began to calmly analyze the situation in front of him: "Don't worry, sir. Although it is dangerous now, it is not hopeless. We still have a chance to turn things around!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Minbo sighed deeply and shook his head, saying, "Captain Fang, I admire your optimism, but do you know what this means? Yunzhou City is now in danger!"

Fang Yi's eyes were sharp, and his fingers gently stroked the mountains and rivers on the military map.

"I know that although Yunzhou claims to have a hundred thousand strong troops, they are a mixture of real and fake, and their fighting strength varies. The Jurchen tribe has 30,000 elite soldiers, all of whom are fierce. This battle is indeed extremely dangerous."

Facing Wu Minbo's question, Fang Yi smiled wryly with determination: "Sir, this is a glimmer of hope. The Jurchens are out in full force, heading straight for Yunzhou, so Ningjin City is temporarily safe. At least, we have a chance to catch our breath."

Fang Bo kept questioning: "But if Yunzhou is lost, won't Ningjin become an isolated island?"

Fang Yi stared at the map for a long time, and after that, he gave the answer in a firm tone.

"We have no choice but to fight to the bitter end! Ning Jin left 3,000 elite soldiers to guard the city, and the rest of the troops will follow me to rush to Yunzhou. This is a race against time. The Jurchen army is coming from Yumen Pass and will definitely concentrate their forces to attack the north gate. We will secretly bypass the west gate and build a solid defense line to catch them off guard!"

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Outside Yunzhou City, the sky was low, as if a huge lead-gray curtain was pressing down on the earth, foreshadowing the coming storm.

Thirty thousand Jurchen cavalrymen were arranged like a solid wall. The dust raised by their horses' hooves covered the sky and formed a spectacular yellow dragon, stirring up an endless aura of murderous destruction.

At the forefront of the team, the three leaders Daishan, Chu Mingsheng and Uerta stood proudly.

Daishan sneered lightly, his eyes penetrating the solid walls of Yunzhou City.

"Mr. Chu, with your wisdom, how can we break the impasse?"

Chu Mingsheng, dressed in a blue shirt, gently opened the folding fan in his hand.

"According to our scouts, there are only 50,000 soldiers in Yunzhou City, far less than the 100,000-strong army they claimed."

His words were calm but sharp.

"Marquis Wuwei is just a fool. With the situation changing, there is no need for us to go to great lengths. With our superior military strength, a frontal attack will be enough to destroy the city in an instant."

Just as the three men were working out their plan, a middle-aged general in iron armor poked his head out from the high wall of Yunzhou City.

Looking at the enemies surging like a tide below, a barely perceptible shock and worry flashed in his eyes.

The momentum of the Jurchens made him feel unprecedentedly oppressive.

Next to Marquis Wuwei stood Fang Fan.

He looked at the dense enemy troops, his mouth trembling, and said to his father weakly: "Dad, should we...consider opening the city and surrendering? At least it can protect the safety of the people in the city!"

However, when Marquis Wuwei heard this, his face instantly turned gloomy.

He turned back suddenly, his eyes flashing with unquestionable determination: "Fan'er, we are the generals of the Great Zhou, how can we give up so easily! You once broke into the enemy camp alone at night, where is that courage? Why are you so timid now?"

Fang Fan's face flushed with shame.

Ever since that defeat at the hands of the Jurchen tribe, the word "Jurchen" had sowed the seeds of darkness in his heart, which followed him like a shadow and could not be shaken off.

His eyes flickered and he was at a loss, with doubts surging in his heart. Was it a blessing or a curse to recognize this sudden father?

At this time, on the city wall, the voice of Marquis Wuwei was like thunder, angrily rebuking Daishan.

"Listen up, you little Jurchen boy! You used trickery to deceive me at Yumen Pass, and you were lucky enough to win, but under the city of Yunzhou, the goddess of luck will no longer favor you! Retreat quickly, and perhaps I will show leniency and spare your life; if you persist, don't blame me for being ruthless and having no idea where to go with the long sword in my hand!"

This shout echoed everywhere in Yunzhou City. Everyone was shocked by the majestic aura of Marquis Wuwei. The people in the city were also startled, as if they had seen the overlord who dominated the world.

But under the city wall, Daishan was not frightened at all, but laughed out loud.

"Marquis Wuwei, I'm really curious about where you get the confidence to speak so boldly. Do you remember clearly how many defeats your Fang army has suffered at the hands of my Jurchens over the years?"

As he finished speaking, the thirty thousand cavalrymen behind him roared in unison, shaking the sky and making Fang Fan, who was standing beside Marquis Wuwei, shudder and tremble uncontrollably.

Marquis Wuwei turned to look at Fang Fan, anger rising in his heart.

"Fan'er, what's wrong with you? You once led 10,000 soldiers of the Fang family, and entered and exited the enemy camp as if you were in an empty space. You were in and out seven times, and you were so brave. How come you have become so cowardly today? Don't embarrass me here!"

Fang Fan suddenly realized that his father's confidence today actually came from his boast a few days ago that he led 10,000 soldiers and horses to defeat the Jurchen tribe many times!

It turned out that this bravery of my father was a gift from me unintentionally!

Fang Fan regretted his decision and thought to himself that if he hadn't been so fond of exaggerating, this wouldn't have happened!

At this moment, once the truth is revealed, I am afraid that my image in the heart of Marquis Wuwei will be greatly reduced, and the son of the former hero may become a laughing stock.