Chapter 150: Pacification

"Kill!"

The men in black are still pouring in.

The man in black, who had an absolute advantage in numbers, was still desperately launching attacks again and again, and then fell on the way to attack.

Turned into a cold corpse!

And the Dang Capture Army that guarded Chen Yan's safety also fell one after another.

Although the casualties of the men in black were more than ten times that of the captive army, they also had the upper hand by virtue of their absolute numerical superiority.

The Dang Capture Army broke the defensive line and gradually retreated, resisting the enemy's attack with difficulty!

The men in black were all like chickens, charging fearlessly, but watching their companions fall one by one, they were still afraid.

The intensity of the offensive is gradually slowing down.

Chen Yan put on his armor in the imperial car, and prepared to walk out of the royal car with the ring-headed sword in his hand, and fight the enemy together with the soldiers and soldiers.

Chen Yan walked out of the imperial car, and instantly captured the morale of the army!

As if as long as Chen Yan was there, then they would not be defeated, and the Swinging Army became imposing again, and even launched a counter-charge against the man in black.

"Shield!"

"Forward!"

"Thorn!"

One shield after another smashed out in unison, stunning and smashing the front row of black-clothed men to death, and the muskets with bayonets pierced out of the gaps in the shields like spears, harvesting the lives of the black-clothed men.

"Kill!"

"Kill the faint king, welcome the royal court to recover the homeland!"

Some of the men in black let out a loud shout, trying to restore the morale of the men in black, but in vain.

The man in black is scared of being killed!

Although they were numerous, they were unorganized and undisciplined when attacking, like rivers and lakes and recklessness, more than like an army.

To be able to fight until this point, to withstand nearly one-third of the casualties, is already a very unacceptable thing.

They didn't collapse, it can only show that they are all bandits, and they are not afraid of death, but it is not so easy to get them to muster up the courage to rush to the army formation to die again.

"Kill the faint monarch, reward 100,000!"

Someone hid in the military formation and offered a very high reward, as the so-called heavy reward must have a brave man, and if someone really rushed to the army formation again for money.

Chen Yan held the ring-headed knife in his hand and stood with the sergeant, although he didn't speak, he still gave all the sergeant a sense of peace of mind.

"Kill the thief!"

Chen Yan waved his knife, looked at the man in black who rushed up, and slashed out, beheading the man in black, and the attack of the man in black was completely blocked by the sergeant beside Chen Yan.

The fight between the two sides is back!

The terrifying combat power of the Swinging Army has exploded in full force!

There is no loud shouting and killing, no shouting of Jin Ge Iron Horse, only silence, absolute silence!

The sergeant didn't say a word, like a cold machine, just mechanizing the lives of the enemy.

It's just that just when the fierce battle between the two sides was in full swing, and the captive army was gradually falling into the disadvantage due to the number of people, a neat footsteps suddenly appeared on the street corner in the distance.

Trample! Stompe! Stomp, stomp!

A torrent of steel appeared at the two entrances of the street, and Fang Wei was in the military formation, looking at the intact imperial car not far away, and the army formation that was still fighting desperately.

Breathe a sigh of rage!

He knew he wasn't too late!

The king is fine!

"Kill! Kill the thief, save the driver! ”

Fang Wei gave an order, the war drums roared, and the two exits of the street launched an attack in unison.

Kill with neat steps!

They did not use firearms, for behind the men in black were their king and their robes.

"Ah......h

"Run!"

"This faint king can't be killed today, everyone quickly break through."

“……”

There was a commotion in the crowd of the men in black, trying to escape, but they could still escape.

The whole street was surrounded by the 7th Division of the Dang Army!

The fight is back!

It's just that this time it was the Dang Capture Army that had the numerical advantage.

"Kill! Rescue, kill the thief! ”

The men in black quickly collapsed, fighting on their own, and were strangled by the formation of the Sweeper Army.

Fang Wei quickly jumped his horse to the side of the royal driver, turned over and dismounted, knelt in front of Chen Yan and said.

"The last general is too late to save the car, and I ask the king to forgive me."

Chen Yan shook off the blood on the knife, reached out to help Fang Wei up, and patted Fang Wei on the shoulder.

"You didn't come late, you came just in time, spread the will of the orphan to block Jingzhao Mansion, and before the seal is lifted, those who leave the city without an edict will be killed!"

Chen Yan said expressionlessly, but Fang Wei could feel an indescribable anger from Chen Yan's voice.

He knew that his king was angry!

Completely angry!

Soon the fighting subsided, and the men in black went out to surrender and were captured, and the rest were all killed.

The leader of the man in black was pressed in front of Chen Yan, and the ring knife in Chen Yan's hand was on his neck, and he said in a cold voice.

"Say, by whom did you instigate you to assassinate this king?"

"Whoa, faint king, traitor, everyone will be punished!"

The leader of the man in black said as he looked very the bones.

Chen Yan was expressionless and bowed slightly.

"Very good, go and summon Zhou Su over, hand over the person to him, and let him explain what Gu wants."

"No!"

Zhao Chengan replied tremblingly, where had he seen such a hellish scene as a monk.

The fear in his heart was indescribable, and after Chen Yan gave the order, he fled like a fly.

Chen Yan took a deep breath.

"Take the brothers who died in battle, go back to the palace!"

As he spoke, Chen Yan bent down, picked up the corpse of a soldier who had been killed in battle, and walked towards the palace.

At this moment, countless soldiers and soldiers, whether they were the Seventh Division or the Praetorian Guard, wet their eyes one after another, not only because of the death of the robe, but more importantly, because of Chen Yan's words and actions.

What does Chen Yan call them?

It's brothers!

Since the founding of the Great Song Dynasty, how could a king ever call them these stinky hills!

Chen Yan is the only one.

Moreover, he didn't just talk, he personally picked up the corpses of the soldiers who died in battle, without the slightest dislike.

Seeing Chen Yan like this, Fang Wei also quickly learned Chen Yan's movements, picked up a robe that had died in battle, and followed behind Chen Yan.

Countless rebels followed their kings on the battlefield that had just been quelled.

They were silent one by one, but the momentum on them was as majestic as a mountain!

Chen Yan returned to the palace, his face was full of exhaustion, and after ordering everything, he returned to his bedroom.

took off his blood-stained robe, and under the service of the palace maid and eunuch, he stepped into the bath.

Soaking in the warm pool water, Chen Yan's fatigue slowly dissipated, but his mood was still heavy, his eyes closed, pondering everything that happened today.

Who was the one who could let so many people in black enter the city silently, and still ambush him on the way back to the palace?