Chapter 286: The Enraged Southern Tang Emperor

"The prince has been killed!" "The prince has been killed!"

"Prince, he was killed!"

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The ministers in the hall were all stunned, shocked by this sudden news, and when they came back to their senses, they were all shocked.

"The prince is dead?" "How is that possible?"

"Who is so bold as to dare to kill the crown prince, and it is still in the imperial capital Golden Scale Imperial City!"

"If that's the case, it's like slapping the royal family in the face!"

"The prince is protected by thousands of royal forest troops, who has such ability!"

The discussion and exclamation of the ministers made the entire hall boil at once.

"This is impossible, how can my emperor die! I am just a prince, he will not die. ā€

Emperor Li Bi muttered as if he had lost his soul, his face was extremely pale, and he hurriedly asked the Imperial Forest Army: "How could the prince die for no reason, who killed him? If you dare to deceive the king, it will be a capital crime of the Nine Clans." ā€

"Your Majesty, I didn't deceive the king, what the little one said is true. The Imperial Forest Army who reported the news hurriedly said: "The prince was beheaded at the gate of the palace, and he was killed by the Baiyun City Lord of Chiyang Prefecture, and many people saw it with their own eyes. At present, Commander Jiao is leading tens of thousands of imperial forest troops to besiege the Baiyun City Lord. ā€

"Lord of Baiyun City, what a bold man! I haven't attacked Baiyun City yet, but he actually beheaded my crown prince first. ā€

Emperor Li Bi's face was extremely pale, his eyes were full of anger, his tone was extremely cold, and he gritted his teeth and said, "When besieging, don't kill him." Let Commander Jiao capture me alive, and I will put him to death!"

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid this won't work. The Imperial Forest Army who reported the news smiled bitterly and said, "I'm afraid that Commander Jiao and tens of thousands of Imperial Forest Army alone can't help the Baiyun City Lord." ā€

As soon as these words came out, the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty were shocked, and the national teacher Meng Shuming couldn't help frowning slightly.

"What? Tens of thousands of Imperial Forest Soldiers can't help a small White Cloud City Lord. Emperor Li Bi was furious, "Is it possible that my Imperial Forest Army is all waste, or do you want to tell me that the White Cloud City Lord has stepped into the innate realm at a young age!"

Tens of thousands of Imperial Forest Army, each of them has the cultivation of the Martial Dao Sixfold Realm, and in the face of such a huge force, even the powerhouses of the Innate Realm have to retreat, and once they are heavily surrounded, they are even at risk of falling.

"Your Majesty, that Baiyun City Lord should be a cultivator of the Martial Dao Ninefold Realm, not an Innate Realm. But he had a lot of thunderstorms, and if he threw them casually, he killed and injured a large number of people, and the Imperial Forest Army suffered heavy losses. The Imperial Forest Army who reported the news hurriedly said: "Commander Jiao just asked me to rush to ask His Majesty for help, and if the time is delayed for a long time, I am afraid that his side will not be able to hold on." ā€

"What nonsense!" Ma Shangshu of the military department shouted sharply: "How can tens of thousands of Imperial Forest troops not be able to besiege a few martial arts of the Martial Dao Nine Realms. Even if there is a thunderbolt, it is possible that he still has twenty or thirty thunders!"

"Not only that, when the little one left, the White Cloud City Lord had already lost thirty or forty thunderbolts, directly taking the lives of thousands of Imperial Forest Soldiers. The royal forester who reported the news looked at him in horror and said, "I'm afraid there are already hundreds of thunderbolts at this time." If you don't believe me, you can go directly to the gate of the palace and have a look. ā€

Suddenly, the entire hall was in an uproar. It seems that what the Royal Forest Army said is true, after all, it is a matter of losing your head to deceive the king and lie about it. The ministers in the palace were all amazed, many people believed it, and even Ma Shangshu of the military department was also skeptical. He was extremely curious about the rumored White Cloud City Lord, and he couldn't wait to fly to the palace gate immediately to see what was going on.

"Someone's coming, this person has trespassed into the hall, pulled me out and killed me with a cane!"

A cold voice suddenly sounded.

The ministers in the palace were shocked, and when they looked up, they saw that Emperor Li Bi's face was blue and gloomy, and he was obviously in a very bad mood.

"Your Majesty spares your life, Your Majesty spares your life, everything your subordinates say is true. I didn't deceive the king, the prince was really killed by the lord of Baiyun City, right at the gate of the palace, and many people can testify to the little one. Wronged, Your Majesty spare your life!" The royal forester who reported the news shouted in horror that he had been wronged, but it was useless at all, and he was directly taken out by two palace guards.

The poor messenger didn't know that the emperor had killed him, just to vent the bad mood in his heart, and it didn't matter if what he said was true or not. If it's true, it should be killed. If it's fake, it should be killed.

Soon, there were several terrible screams outside the hall, and then there was silence.

There was silence in the hall, the atmosphere was very oppressive, and the ministers did not dare to take a breath, for fear of angering the emperor sitting on the golden chair.

"National teacher, ministers, go with me to the gate of the palace to see what is going on!" Emperor Li Bi said with a gloomy face. From his face, it could be seen that he obviously thought in his heart that the crown prince had really been killed by the White Cloud City Lord.

"The ministers obey the order!" the ministers in the palace hurriedly bowed in response.

"At the gate of the palace!"

With the sharp shouts of a eunuch, Emperor Li Bi, surrounded by hundreds of civil and military officials and many guards, and his group marched towards the gate of the palace.

Inside the palace, the stone strata layer went all the way down, went straight ahead, and got closer and closer to the palace gate.

"Hey, it's strange, didn't you say that there were a lot of thunderstorms, why didn't there be explosions?"

"That's right, there's not even a fight, isn't it that the Royal Forest Army is lying about the military situation?"

Many civil and military officials couldn't help but be puzzled, the explosion of the thunder was very loud, they were already very close to the palace wall, it stands to reason that they should be able to hear the explosion of the thunder, but there was no sound in front of them.

"Quick, quicken your pace!"

Under the huge golden canopy, Emperor Li Bi sat on the sedan chair and urged repeatedly. He really hoped that the Imperial Guards lied about the military situation, which meant that his crown prince was not dead. After all, he has only one prince, and he will inherit his throne in the future. It is also interesting to say that this emperor has given birth to more than a dozen princesses, but at present, Li Yu is the only prince. Therefore, even if there are no more princes, the emperor can only protect him, otherwise he will not be able to pass the throne to others.

Under the urging of Emperor Li Bi, the speed of the procession suddenly increased a lot.

A moment later, the emperor's Luan drove finally out of the palace gate, as soon as he left the palace gate, a thick smell of blood and pungent gunpowder smoke came to the nostrils, and Emperor Li Bi's heart immediately fell to the bottom, and his face was so gloomy that he was about to drip water.

When I looked up, I saw corpses all over the ground in front of me, bloody stumps and broken arms, broken steel armor, and a mess.

The so-called tens of thousands of Imperial Forest Army, there are only four or five thousand people left. All of them were gray-faced, terrified, trembling hands were holding weapons, and they were surrounded by stubbornness.

In the encirclement, there was a young man in Tsing Yi sitting on a large, soft and comfortable sofa chair, crossing Erlang's legs, leisurely flipping through his mobile phone.

There were corpses all over the sofa and chair, and many of the Royal Forest soldiers were terrified and frightened, trembling and holding the weapons in their hands, but no one dared to step forward again.

(To be continued.) )