Thousands of miles west of the cool road, cool but frightened people's hearts.

Taking advantage of the starry night, Zhao Yan, the captain of the city gate, opened the door for Liang Hu, and after leaving the city, the convoy rushed all the way to the west.

More than 20 men in armor and knives were running on the ground, escorting seven carts, and several men were riding galloping horses, walking in the dark and not even daring to light the torches.

They were like a group of prisoners who had escaped from Luoyang City.

There was nothing to say all the way, and they ran straight to the Jingzhao Yin land boundary, the sky was white, and the convoy dared to stop in the dense forest for a while.

"Brother Bo, but I don't want to, when I get to Luoyang, I will have to suffer from this rush with you." Liang Hu smiled bitterly and bowed his hand to Cai Yong, who had a black ink tattoo on his face, this old man had a bad temper, and he had a straight face in the car along the way, and even his disciple who brought him from Wu County did not dare to come out.

The black-faced old man held his hands on his abdomen, his gray hair was tied with a wooden hairpin at will, and his temples were blown backwards by the early morning mountain breeze.

"Uncle?"

Liang Hu knew that he was at a loss, and he didn't dare to say anything, so he bowed his hand from the front and went around to the side of the black-faced old man again, and then made another move, looking at the old man's face and turning back, Liang Hu jumped straight to his feet angrily, "Brother Bo!" ”

"Isn't it just that you've been running for more than a hundred miles, and you're a little stingy, aren't you?"

"More than a hundred miles? You're talking lightweight. Cai Yong turned his head when he heard this, "The relatives who followed San Lang to ask for life were all left, and the old man sat in the car and saw it, San Lang had an accident, you are his husband, you know everything, but the old man is also Mr. San Lang, the old man is almost his father-in-law, you don't let San Lang know that the old man is coming, and you don't even tell the old man what happened to San Lang, and now you think I'm stingy?" ”

"No......" Liang Hu flicked his sleeves and stared at Cai Yong, but he couldn't speak.

He didn't know how to tell Cai Yong, this kind of thing itself would not be clear for a while.

"You don't say it, the old man knows." Cai Yong squinted his eyes, pointed at Liang Hu with an expression of knowing something, and said mysteriously: "San Lang wants to rebel!" ”

"Huh?" Liang Hu's eyes widened, "Where did you see that San Lang was going to rebel?" ”

If Ma Sanlang rebels, can Liang Hu still flee as he pleases? I have already wiped my neck at home to thank my ancestors.

"The old man heard it, and the secret Changshui camp was stationed in Chengyangmen, and the strong men left behind were all wearing armor and carrying knives......" Cai Yong's face became even more angry, and his words frightened Gu Yong, who was sending teachers thousands of miles away, pale.

In fact, Cai Yong was not disgusted with the speculation of Ma Yue's rebellion in his heart, and in the years of running away for twelve years, he loved the Han deeply, and he also felt pain for the Han. "Why didn't you stop Saburo? It's a big thing to lose your head, this mark on the old man's face, after so many years of exile, I haven't dared to say that I have any objections, don't you know how to stop a little San Lang? ”

Not being disgusted doesn't mean that the old man doesn't know what danger is. On the contrary, many years of exile have made the old man very serious in his desire to seek advantage and avoid disadvantage.

"Emperor Meng, let's go back, it's still too late to rein in the precipice, San Lang is the most respectful teacher, and you and I can still stop San Lang!"

Looking at Cai Yong beating his chest with deep meaning in front of him, Liang Hu's head was big, what was this strange old man thinking in his head?

"No, Brother Bo, don't say it, don't say it, don't let me interject when you say it, you listen to me, San Lang is not a rebellion, no, a rebellion, understand?" Liang Hu glanced at most of the frightened people, took Cai Yong's arm and walked to the side and whispered: "It's true that San Lang is in danger, but it's not a rebellion. ”

"Then what is he doing in Chengyangmen?"

Liang Hu patted his forehead, Cai Yong has not been in the court for too long, the turmoil in the court during this time is not known to outsiders, and Cai Yong is obsessed with compiling history for some reason, and he reads the history books of the previous dynasty all day long, and it is normal to not know.

"San Lang is going to defend the palace, and His Majesty is getting sicker and sicker...... The He family is calling for wind and rain, and Jian Shuo may not be able to withstand it alone. ”

"Gongwei Palace has its own Southern Army Period Gate, what does San Lang do?"

Bai Cai Yong glanced at him, this old man is highly educated, has a good character, and treats Qingliu eunuchs equally, Liang Hu has always respected him, but in the end, he can't be an official, and he doesn't have any court sensitivity. "Your Majesty has not yet appointed a prince, so do you understand?"

"Of course the crown prince is the emperor...... You say, San Lang is going to ......" Cai Yong didn't finish speaking, but guessed. Those two words are no less lethal than rebellion. "Nonsense! His Majesty didn't say anything, how could a courtier decide at will? The old man didn't believe that San Lang wanted to be the emperor so much! Didn't your Liang Menghuang pull it out by His Majesty? Isn't Saburo the same? Where has your loyalty to Your Majesty gone? ”

Liang Hu shook his head expressionlessly, "In the fourth year of Guanghe, Wang Meiren was poisoned by Empress He, and the little eunuch Jian Shuo, who took care of Wang Meiren's daily life, was transferred to the Jiade Hall to work for His Majesty, and in eight years, he was successively promoted to head the Seventh Army and the Fifth Department. San Lang avenged his wife and killed the king of Qiang, Guanghe entered Luoyang for five years as the marquis of the left capital, and was appreciated by His Majesty. What do you think Your Majesty is for? They all think that His Majesty is a fool, can a fool be punished twice? ”

"However, even if it does, it doesn't make sense, who Your Majesty wants to set up is not a matter of holy decree? If His Majesty really attaches importance to San Lang, why should he be locked up for half a year, and he is terminally ill and unwilling to let him out? ”

"The general is not easy to kill, Your Majesty is ridiculous enough, and the queen is no longer exempt. So His Majesty has been sharpening his knives. Liang Hu faced Dongyao and arched his hand, "With Your Majesty's appreciation, with the help of outsiders, half of the soldiers and horses in Liangzhou are for him to drive, Your Majesty is afraid." ”

Liang Hu shrugged his shoulders and said: "What Your Majesty expected has come true, he wants San Lang to stand opposite the general, and San Lang stands." He felt that San Lang couldn't control it, and San Lang really couldn't control it. ”

"This ...... Is. Cai Yong shook his head, he thought that Ma Yue wanted to lead the troops to rebel, so he was very angry, but when he knew the real reason, he was even more worried. What if Saburo is in danger? ”

"I don't know." Liang Hu shook his head, and said as he walked back: "Today, Yan must be taken." As for the danger, someone like Saburo...... It should be, can you get through it? ”

Liang Hu said this, but there was no confidence in his words.

……

In the Forbidden Palace, the three hundred Xiyuan troops who quickly assembled were waiting on the palace walls on both sides of the compound road, and the crossbowmen bent their bows and arrows. The figure on the compound road was longing, and in the dark night, the Yulin sergeant with his helmet and armor stood in six rows with his empty hands, blocking the compound road tightly.

The prisoners in the Huangmen Temple escaped, and the officials ordered them to scare the prisoners away.

Scare away!

Isn't that a joke? The dignified West Garden Army, the Yulin Samurai, actually wanted them to scare away the prisoners who escaped from prison...... A huge palace, where is it scared?

The sergeant who picked up the blade arrow and arrowed the West Garden, and the Yulin warrior who put down his weapon has not had such a aggrieved moment since he became an army.

Silent resumption, there was a slight sound of footsteps, calm and calm.

The nine-foot-tall majestic figure was illuminated by the torches on the wall, and the linen robe that swayed in the wind behind him swayed with the wind, dragging out a long figure.

"General Ma, please return!"

Only then did Zhu Ling know who he was leading the army to face, Ma Yue!

Ma Yue squinted his eyes, looked at the heavy human wall in front of him, and the samurai with bows and arrows on the road, and said coldly: "I have come here, where else can I retreat?" ”

His footsteps did not stop, he threw his sword in both hands, and walked towards the Yulin warrior who was a hundred times his size, his face was calm, and his heart was like stagnant water.

Everything in the past seven years has to come to an end tonight, and there is no turning back for him. If he is still in Liangzhou, these things don't matter, he is used to living a poor life, even if he falls into bandits, it doesn't matter, as long as he lives. But seven years later, he doesn't think like that anymore. The new emperor ascended the throne, if the new emperor was Liu Wei, it was he who ran back to Zhangshan, and the two uncles who had a deep hatred for him would not let him live.

The past seven years have been like this deep forbidden palace road, the more you climb, the more dangerous it becomes.

Liang Hu is right, Luoyang is a good place, but no one can have smooth sailing, he has obtained the status that the gate valve nobles have only obtained for hundreds of years, and he has also obtained the risk of compression for hundreds of years.

Either die here, or be a great minister, and the rest, don't think about it!

Ma Yue ran, like the wind, crashed into the heavy armor, and the first to bear the brunt was Zhu Ling, who was wearing a helmet and armor.

The flesh and blood wrapped in sackcloth slammed into the iron armor, making a deafening muffled sound, and Zhu Ling took a step back, and countless armor soldiers came up behind him. Punches, kicks, elbows, knees, overhead. No one can knock out Ma Yue.

A punch knocked down a Yu Lin Lang, lifting the oncoming heavy armor soldier to charge left and right, nearly two hundred pounds of armor was picked up and hit in the crowd, and the only way to do it was to hit the palace wall.

Zhu Ling's sash was knocked to the ground, and a fist slammed into Ma Yue's face, and he didn't have time to swing his right fist, and the blood on his forehead flowed to Ma Yue's face, and the scar was even more hideous, and then the scar belonging to Yu Linlang was getting bigger and bigger in front of him, and it slammed into the bridge of his nose and flew up.

Blood soaked into his eyes, Ma Yue squinted his eyes, there were figures everywhere in the dark night, he couldn't see anything clearly, his ears were full of angry roars, and he didn't know how many fists he had received, he couldn't lift the armor in his hand anymore, and gritted his teeth and smashed out.

"No one can stop me!"

On the palace wall, Pei Ruo stretched his bow and set up arrows, and the arrows would be aimed at Ma Yue, who was invincible among the armorers, and at the other time, at those Yulin warriors who were fighting bravely. He didn't know what would be the result of stopping Ma Yue. I don't know, follow Ma Yue, what is the result of the world.

At this moment, he watched Ma Yue, who was covered by a tattered linen robe, rush out of a distance of sixty paces under the obstruction of two hundred empty hand armor soldiers.

He was kicked in the back, and Ma Yue couldn't bear it anymore and knelt on one knee, grabbed the round iron bag, supported himself up, and swung it.

"Stop fighting! Catch, catch him! ”

Zhu Ling is like crazy, if the two hundred warriors continue to fight, they will be half overturned by this unarmed man, if the two hundred armor soldiers can't stop him, he, the Yulin Supervisor, can be regarded as a dog!

The man who was like a tiger was still rushing forward, but it was difficult to move forward, and several armor soldiers grabbed his legs, unable to shake off and kick away.

Then, more people folded their arms and pressed their backs, overlapping each other, their bloodied faces pressed against the cold ground.

"After all, I was stopped." Zhu Ling clapped his hands and let out a long sigh, before he had time to look at the injuries of his subordinates, he saw a little light on the palace wall.

"Boom!"

The bowstring on the wall of the Liuzhang Palace sounded softly, and an arrow was nailed to his feet, and the arrow with an iron blade was inserted into the ground.

"General Zhu, please...... Let go! ”

There was a fierce shout from the city.