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On the chariot, Zhao Dongting and Wen Tianxiang sat opposite each other.

Zhao Dongting's guards and soldiers of Wen Tianxiang's Xingguo Army had all slowly stopped, speechless.

The flag fluttered and spread to the distance of the road.

Zhao Dongting looked at Wen Tianxiang fixedly, and suddenly said softly: "Lord Wen's trip is full of dangers. The Yuan general Ali Hague has always been known for his ability to fight well, and he has a large number of generals, and Lord Wen has to save his life and return no matter what. There are not many people in this court that I can rely on......"

Wen Tianxiang's eyes were a little red, "When the ministers destroy the Yuan thief, they will definitely come to serve the emperor again!" ”

Zhao Dongting picked up the wine glass in front of him and said with a forced smile: "Come, I will practice for Lord Wen!" Zhu Wen was victorious and defeated Ali Hague. ”

Wen Tianxiang also raised his wine glass when he heard this, "The minister is not afraid of death, but for the emperor and this great Song Limin, he will also defeat Ali Hague." I only hope that the emperor will rest more in the palace, don't work all day long, the emperor is still young, and the burden of resisting the Yuan Dynasty and restoring the Song Dynasty in the future will definitely fall on your shoulders, you must not be exhausted. ”

"Come!"

Zhao Dongting raised his glass and touched the cup in Wen Tianxiang's hand, "You and I are the monarch and minister, I am the master, you are outside, and we will fight the Yuan and the Song Dynasty together!" ”

As he spoke, he drank all the wine in his glass.

His face was red, and his eyes were red.

After these days of getting along, Zhao Dongting was also impressed by Wen Tianxiang's righteousness. If it weren't for the last resort, he really didn't want Wen Tianxiang to lead the army there.

"Take care, Your Majesty!"

Wen Tianxiang put down his wine glass heavily and strode away from the chariot.

"Lord Wen!"

Zhao Dongting suddenly called out to him.

Wen Tianxiang turned around.

Zhao Dongting said: "It doesn't matter if you are defeated, our Great Song still has a chance." You...... You must come back with your life spared. ”

Wen Tianxiang was stunned, and then fell to his knees suddenly, but said: "The emperor's holy grace, minister...... If you don't win, it's not a pity to die! ”

With that, he turned back and stepped out of the chariot, turned over his horse, and galloped towards the front of the formation.

Zhao Dongting looked at Wen Tianxiang's departing back, stunned.

Wen Tianxiang's temperament is too resolute, if he doesn't win, I'm afraid he really won't choose to come back alive.

Zhao Dongting muttered in his heart, "I'm too good to him, but will it hurt him?" ”

Ying'er next to her saw Zhao Dongting's expression, and comforted softly: "Your Majesty, the Queen Mother went to Wuliangguan early in the morning to pray for Lord Wen, and Lord Wen will definitely return victorious." ”

Zhao Dongting sighed softly, "He said that if he doesn't destroy the Yuan Thief, he won't return, but the Yuan Thief, when will he be destroyed......

Compared with the Southern Song Dynasty, the power of the Yuan Dynasty at this time was too great. Rao is Zhao Dongting crossed over, and in the face of a person like Kublai Khan, he really didn't have much certainty in his heart about destroying the Yuan Dynasty.

The morning breeze carried the chill into the chariots.

After a while, Wen Tianxiang's Xingguo Army slowly pulled out, and countless soldiers carried the banner and followed the Daxu Banner to move away.

It wasn't until he couldn't see it that Zhao Dongting ordered to return to the palace.

For some reason, there was always a faint sense of foreboding in his heart, not strong, but like an appendage, it could never be eliminated.

The guards were in front of the pro-army horse army, the infantry army was behind, Yue Peng and Li Yuanxiu rode horses on both sides of Zhao Dongting's chariot, and slowly walked towards the Zhizhou Mansion.

While he was still on the way, a horse came galloping.

Immediately it was a commander wearing an iron helmet and red tassels, with a silver shawl on his left shoulder, but he was the commander of the left guard army among the left and right guards under Yang Yidong.

After the victory in Yizhou, Zhao Dongting sent a lot of soldiers and horses to Yang Yidong's command, and there are more than 1,000 people so far.

The commander rode his horse and hurried to the front of the guards' pro-army horse army, but he didn't stop, but shouted: "Hurry up and let him, I have something urgent to report to the saint!" ”

But where would the guards let him go, they just shouted: "Stop coming!" ”

The commander looked hurried, and when he saw the guards raising their guns against each other, his expression became even more anxious, he turned over and dismounted, and said loudly: "I want to meet the emperor!" ”

Jiang Cunzhong, the official of the guard Ma Jun, saw the appearance of this commander behind him and exclaimed: "Commander Zhang! ”

When the commander surnamed Zhang saw him talking, he hurriedly looked at him, "General Jiang, take me to meet the emperor quickly." ”

Jiang Cunzhong was surprised: "What happened?" You are so anxious. ”

The commander surnamed Zhang didn't answer, but just ran to the imperial chariot of the Chinese army.

Seeing that he was so anxious, Jiang Cunzhong waved his horsewhip and rushed to his side, saying, "Commander Zhang gets on the horse!" ”

The commander was also very skilled, kicked his legs violently, shouted softly, and just stretched out his hand to put his hand on the horse's back, and the man was already on the horse.

Jiang Cunzhong urged the horse to run quickly in front of the imperial chariot.

The commander surnamed Zhang turned over and dismounted, hurriedly knelt down in front of the imperial chariot, and shouted in a low voice: "Your Majesty, disaster is wrong!" Woe to you! ”

Zhao Dongting frowned slightly in the chariot, then pulled the curtain and walked out, "What's wrong?" ”

The commander surnamed Zhang replied with red eyes: "The Queen Mother was ambushed by thieves on the way to Wuliang Palace to pray for blessings......

"What?"

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Dongting was already exclaiming. Rao is calm and calm, and he can't help but be a little flustered at this time.

Perhaps because of the relationship between flesh and blood, he always cares about Yang Shufei very much.

The surname Zhang said: "Lord Yang led the army to resist the thieves in blood, and the Queen Mother is fine, just ......"

Zhao Dongting's heart sank slightly, "It's just what's wrong?" ”

The surname Zhang said: "Those thieves are strong in martial arts, Lord Yang, he ...... In order to protect the Queen Mother, he had several swords in his body, and now he is afraid that he will ......"

"Where are they?"

Zhao Dongting's voice was so gloomy that it could drip water.

He didn't expect that now that the army was sitting in Leizhou, there would still be people who dared to assassinate Yang Shufei so blatantly.

The commander surnamed Zhang said: "They are still fighting with the thieves, and Lord Yang asked the end to deliver the letter." ”

"Take me quickly!"

Zhao Dongting had a cold face, walked out of the chariot, asked Yue Peng next to him to pull him on the horse, and shouted: "The horse army will set off with me!" Go to the Palace of Infinite Measure! ”

The commander surnamed Zhang also hurriedly stepped on Jiang Cunzhong's horse and went to the army.

Zhao Dongting left the infantry and led an army of eight hundred horses to follow the commander surnamed Zhang, and went to the Wuliang Palace.

Although Yang Yidong is now in the court, he is only equivalent to holding a fictitious position, but he has repeatedly saved Yang Shufei before, which can be described as meritorious. And he and Concubine Yang Shufei are in love, which is allowed by Zhao Dongting. If something happens to him, Zhao Dongting doesn't know how much of a blow Yang Shufei will suffer.

Speaking of which, Concubine Yang Shu is really pitiful, she is a concubine and the queen mother, but she has not been able to enjoy the palace life, so she can only flee with the imperial army for many years.

Fortunately, Zhao Dongting and the others were not too far from the Boundless Palace.

In less than two quarters of an hour, they had reached the foot of the Wuliang Palace Mountain for more than ten miles.

There were also nearly 100 guards fighting with the masked thieves, and there were already many corpses on the ground, most of which were guards.

Screams and muffled snorts erupted, and knives flickered.

There are nearly 100 thieves, all of whom are good at martial arts, and they have forced the guards around Yang Shufei's chariot.

"Kill!"

Zhao Dongting shouted with a gloomy face.

More than 800 cavalry guards and horses suddenly brandished swords and guns, shouting and killing those thieves.

One of the masked men among the thieves looked back, raised the eight-ring knife in his hand and shouted: "Withdraw!" ”

"Shawanli!"

Zhao Dongting exclaimed in a low voice.

He always remembered the great war, when Sha Wanli swept past hundreds of guards and forced him closer. I didn't expect him to be here.

The thieves were quite disciplined, and they actually forbade it, abandoned the guards in front of the chariot, and rushed into the forest next to them.

On both sides of the road were the high mountain walls, and they were all in good shape, and they climbed it easily, and disappeared into the dense forest in an instant.

The guard Ma Jun chased closer, looking at such a high mountain wall but helpless. Some people dismounted and climbed the mountain to chase after them, but the thieves had already run away.

Yue Peng said indignantly: "Damn! ”

Zhao Dongting jumped off his horse and ran towards Yang Shufei's chariot.

"Your Majesty!"

The guards guarding the chariot fell to their knees, and some of them were already crying.

Zhao Dongting was sympathetic to the sergeants, although he did not lead many soldiers, but he had a lot of prestige among those old soldiers. Otherwise, he would not have been able to instigate Yang Wanli and those guards to assassinate Zhao Dongting before.

Zhao Dongting hurriedly jumped onto the chariot, pulled the curtain, and was stunned on the spot.

In the chariot, Yang Shufei knelt on the ground, holding Yang Yidong, tears streaming down her cheeks, but her expression was sluggish.

Yang Yidong's face could no longer see the chic and handsome he used to be, and blood was gushing from the corners of his mouth. There was still a sword in his chest, and it was clearly dangling.

Blood flowed almost to the edge of the chariot.

Zhao Dongting could see that although Yang Yidong was not dead, he was already dying.

It's just that when he saw Zhao Dongting coming, a ball of light suddenly erupted in his eyes.