"Your Majesty...... Your Majesty. An old eunuch stumbled into the imperial study.

"They...... They're coming. The old eunuch's tone was mixed with crying and roaring, and the eunuch, who had never even seen blood on weekdays, trembled unconsciously after seeing a group of fierce expeditionary forces at this moment, and the old eunuch knelt in the main hall, lying on the marble floor, his lower abdomen was loosened, and he lost his incontinence, and a disgusting puddle of yellow and white things gushed out.

If this matter had been put on weekdays, this eunuch would probably not have survived a long time ago, but today, Emperor Damang would have long since lost such leisure.

At this time, the old emperor was sitting on the imperial couch, his face was pale, and the battle that should have taken place outside Yanjing City turned out to be the main battlefield at this time.

At the door of the imperial study stood nearly a hundred sword-wielding royal guards, who were the last line of defense to guard the imperial city. In front of these hundred people, the few dozen expeditionary forces were staggering towards them slowly.

On the corridor not far in front of the imperial study, there were many corpses of the expeditionary army, and most of the corpses of the expeditionary force were covered with feathered arrows. Several expeditionary forces had already stormed the cloister, but had not been able to go further.

There were only forty or so remaining expeditionary forces, and they protected Zhou Ziqian in the middle.

Zhou Ziqian's body was covered in blood, and there was no expression on his face.

Moments later, several more expeditionary force fell to the ground.

The soldiers standing in front of Zhou Ziqian looked at the approaching enemies around them, and suddenly asked, "General, we died at this time, will the prince blame us?"

Zhou Ziqian said: "Brothers, since we have come here, since we are only one step away from victory, why stop here?"

The soldier gasped and said, "I just don't have the strength anymore." ”

Zhou Ziqian coughed with a smile and said, "You see our enemies are trembling for us, what reason do we have not to fulfill them." ”

When the soldier heard this, he looked up at the rows of Da Mang Imperial Forest Army guarding the steps, and said: "Da Mang and Da Han are almost the same, and the Royal Forest Army is a useless master, if we kill the Da Mang Emperor this time, when we come to see the brothers underground, we will have something to brag about." ”

The soldier laughed as he spoke.

Zhou Ziqian smiled, glanced at the already broken Canghai knife, threw it away, and then took out a dagger about three inches long from his boots and said, "I can't take everyone back to Canghai City, please forgive me." ”

The soldiers said, "I have waited for the general to be thorough, please forgive the general." ”

Zhou Ziqian nodded.

This is the last time Zhou Ziqian draws a knife in his life, so he is extremely careful.

Then he looked back in the direction of Canghai City, and the expression on his face looked a little regretful and a little yearning.

"Come on, brothers, our last battle, let Yanjing tremble. The dagger in Zhou Ziqian's hand rose slightly.

The army formation gradually divided, Zhou Ziqian once again walked to the forefront, and then roared again when the world was lonely, and rushed to the enemy camp.

In the eyes of the reckless soldiers, the strength of the expeditionary force was too terrifying, and the violent and unreasonable attack in the end seemed to be an opportunity, but it was still irresistible.

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After Zhou Ziqian pulled the dagger out of the armor of a royal forester, blood gushed out, raised into the air, and splashed on his face, extremely bloody, but he didn't even have time to wipe it, and after turning around to block the attack of a spear, he kicked down the reckless man who had attacked him.

Then there was a bright light in front of him, and there was not a single enemy in sight.

There is only one bright palace.

Then, without hesitation, he pushed open the door in front of the palace.

From the beginning of the attack to the present, countless soldiers of the expeditionary force fell on the stone steps leading to the main hall, and at this time, there were less than ten people left behind Zhou Ziqian.

Emperor Damang did not flee, because he did not believe from the beginning, how could this expeditionary force of only 300 people break through the defense of the Imperial Forest Army, which was several times heavier, even when they attacked the front of the Imperial Study, Emperor Damang still believed that his Imperial Forest Army could resist their attack.

But the truth was always too far from what he had hoped for.

When the bloody man pushed open the door of the main hall, his eyes widened in disbelief and looked at Zhou Ziqian.

There were many panicked palace maids and eunuchs in front of and behind the imperial study.

Seeing the expeditionary army covered in blood, these palace maids and eunuchs screamed in shock, and the screams of the eunuchs were even more poignant and tragic than the screams of the palace maids.

Zhou Ziqian was stunned, took the dagger back in his hand, and saw an old man in bright yellow clothes behind the eunuch palace maid, subconsciously felt a little dazzled, and reached out to rub his eyes.

By the time the fingers left their eyes, they were covered in blood.

Behind him, more than a dozen expeditionary troops hurriedly closed the door of the imperial study, and under the steps, more and more imperial forest troops gathered together, about to rush to the imperial study, they shouted in their mouths: "The emperor ......" but did not dare to move forward, because in their hearts at this time, the expeditionary force represents death.

"General, we're here to hold on, go and kill that man. There was some inexplicable excitement in the tone of the soldier who had just talked to Zhou Ziqian, and the seemingly impossible goal that they had been talking about for several months was about to be achieved at this time, and his name would be recorded in the chronicles of the sea, maybe it could be passed down through the ages.

He pressed his whole body against the door of the imperial study, and drove out all his strength, no matter how the people outside the door shouted and roared, there was no slackening.

Zhou Ziqian's breathing was a little short, and his eye sockets turned scarlet because he was infected with blood or for some other reason. He walked towards the old man step by step, ignoring the shouts of the hall.

Some brave eunuchs screamed and picked up sticks and threw them at him.

Zhou Ziqian didn't dodge, maybe he didn't have the strength to dodge, or maybe he was too lazy to dodge.

There was a muffled thud, and the wooden stick in the eunuch's hand slammed into his forehead.

There were already two deep wounds on his forehead, and he was bleeding a lot, so with this stick, he couldn't see any change, but the power of the stick made his eyes black and he almost fell.

Zhou Ziqian was shaky, but he stared at the old man in bright yellow clothes on the couch and refused to fall.

He stared at the old man.

Then he raised his dagger and cut down the bold eunuch who dared to throw a stick at him.

Then the eunuch's head was separated from the body, and the blood once again raised Zhou Ziqian's body.

The prestige of the Bloody Night Grim Reaper does not fall.

There was a scream and crying in the imperial study, and the eunuchs and palace maids fled in all directions, how could anyone take care of His Majesty, who was regarded as a god by them earlier, and in a panic, a palace maid overturned an oil lamp, and the veil suddenly ignited.

Zhou Ziqian did not hesitate at all, and slammed the dagger in his hand into the chest of the old emperor who was powerless.

The old emperor seemed to want to say something, and he stretched out his left hand in vain and scratched it in the air twice, but only a few mouthfuls of blood were spurted, and then his eyes widened suddenly, and then he collapsed.

Emperor Damang, the Tuoba Emperor who ranked second on the Qilin Power List, died under the knife of Zhou Ziqian, the bloody night god of death of the Lin family.

"Bang ......" more than a dozen expeditionary troops finally couldn't resist the hard impact of 100 people, and the door of the imperial study was violently smashed open by the royal forest army on the stone steps.

Zhou Ziqian glanced at the old emperor who had lost his breath, and then turned back proudly.

The flames behind him had rolled up like a mad dragon, burning the bookshelves in the imperial study to ashes.

The first thing that appeared in Zhou Ziqian's eyes was a very beautiful woman, although his own son was also very beautiful, but in her, Zhou Ziqian saw the kind of beauty that belonged to wisdom.

But it doesn't seem so important to him anymore.

The woman was obviously powerless, but she still snatched a long sword from the hands of the Guards behind her, and personally killed an expeditionary force with only one breath left.

Zhou Ziqian was extremely calm, and he didn't even feel the slightest regret.

Then the woman, looking at the old man on the couch, after making sure that he was dead. There was no trace of grief, but a trace of secret joy in his eyes, and Zhou Ziqian was a little puzzled in his eyes.

But he was so tired that he didn't bother to think about it so much.