On Chen Borui's side, Song Qian's face still did not change.

Even if a stray arrow had already flown over, he still calmly commanded the big shield to protect the emperor, and there was no panic on his face.

King Zhao felt a little uneasy after noticing his appearance, but he was relieved when he thought about it.

This old eunuch must have had the idea of living and dying with his father - what is there to panic about a person who is not even afraid of death?

Fifty steps, forty steps, thirty steps......

The rebels who rushed in front were getting closer and closer to Chen Borui's footsteps. Surprisingly, this group of people still had no intention of retreating, and Song Qian, who was standing next to Luan, even took a few steps forward.

"King Zhao, are you guilty?"

Song Qian shouted this sentence in the loudest volume of his life. Unfortunately, his shrill voice didn't come far before it was drowned out by the loud sound of fighting.

But that's just the beginning.

More than 100 people behind him shouted in unison after hearing his shout: "King Zhao, are you guilty?" ”

This time, the voice was finally reluctantly heard by King Zhao on the other side.

Guilty? Joke!

"This king wants to set things right and save his father, what is the crime?" King Zhao puffed up his breath and said loudly: "Song Qian thief, if you are captured, this king can leave you a whole corpse!" ”

The soldiers beside him first made a noise, and then shouted out his words.

I have to say that the momentum of this roar was so real that even the people in the fierce battle were shocked and slowed down slightly.

King Zhao smiled proudly.

This king is the destiny of heaven. No matter how much you struggle, it's just a mantis arm as a car!

Father, just watch how your son builds a new Da Rui!

King Zhao was already excited, and there was chaos around him, so there was a voice that was ignored by everyone.

A short hammer was swung suddenly, and the golden light was awe-inspiring!

King Zhao, who was looking up to the sky and smiling, only felt that the side of his head was violently slammed, and his whole head was tilted to the side.

The image before him swirled, sometimes black, sometimes blood-red.

A fishy sweetness rushed to his throat, and he couldn't help but open his mouth and spew out a thick mist of blood.

Despite this, he still clamped the war horse with his legs to prevent him from completely losing consciousness after falling.

He knew that someone had attacked him from the flanks and rear.

Who the hell is it?

It should be all there with you!

Badly wounded, King Zhao instinctively turned his neck, which was no longer obedient, in an attempt to find the attacker.

At a certain moment, his eyes returned to a moment of clarity; Subsequently, he saw the man.

His loyal old butler, Fubo, is wielding a short hammer vigorously!

Why?

In this short time of one or two breaths, King Zhao saw a lot.

He saw that the guards around him were stunned;

He saw and saw the hammer grow bigger and bigger before his eyes;

He even saw tears in the old butler's eyes......

Although King Zhao wore a suit of armor, it was only for arrows and sharp weapons; With Fubo's martial arts, if he was facing his head at such a close distance, he should have died thoroughly even if he was wearing a helmet, but it was just a question of whether his head would burst open.

Unless, the last time he attacked, he had left his hand at the last minute.

Oh, yes.

Otherwise, why would he be crying?

O Fauber......

Why are you hurting me?

This king has already promised, once it becomes a big event, it will give you endless glory and wealth - isn't it good for our master and servant to start and finish well?

Isn't it good to seal a wife and a son and rest with the country? Isn't it something everyone would look forward to from being a butler to becoming the most powerful nobleman in the empire?

Why?

No one will ever answer this question again.

In the next moment, King Zhao's consciousness completely plunged into boundless darkness.

It's over.

In front of the rebels, King Zhao's body fell to the ground with a bang.

On the side, the old housekeeper Fubo was already in tears.

Although the people around him hadn't reacted yet, there was very little time left for him.

I saw him jump off the horse and bow three times in the direction where Chen Borui was.

Then, before being hacked to death by the screaming guards, he pulled out a short dagger and stabbed himself in the chest.

Fu Bo's body fell next to King Zhao's corpse.

If you get closer, you can see the corners of his mouth smiling, and his eyes that are still moist and unclosed......

King Zhao died.

The rebels fighting at the front did not know this, and they were still entangled with the guards in front of them.

The rebels behind were in disarray.

Faithful guards rushed up and cut Fauber's body into pulp;

Those who have a nimble mind drop their weapons and turn to run;

Many more have gone into a state of madness.

King Zhao is dead, it is impossible to succeed - he is not a nobleman, even if he kills the dying emperor, he can't be the emperor, and no one else will be convinced!

Since the palace is full of treasures...... It's better to take advantage of this trip to loot!

Even if the world is in turmoil, he will already be far away; Even if you only grab one or two treasures, it is enough to live the rest of your life as a rich man!

As a result, many people took action.

Some of the rebels rushed to Luanjia, ready to get something good from the emperor's side; Others scattered in all directions, ready to go to all corners of the palace to collect treasures.

Those who rush to the front are full of longing for a new life, but they do not know that destruction is imminent.

Before they could rush through the door, they faintly heard heavy footsteps from far and near.

Experienced veterans have changed color - this is an army!

Some turned around and fled, but this too was in vain.

Soon after, several major roads in the vicinity were spotted with the Armor Warrior.

Reinforcements again!

After King Zhao entered the palace, he left people to guard the palace gate, and these people came here unknowingly, which means that either those people were killed quietly, or there were ambushes in the palace for a long time, but they have not been taken out!

At this point, the rebels fell into despair.

Some people knelt on the ground and prayed for surrender, but their heads were cut off with a merciless sword;

Others rushed forward in despair, greeted by the sound of bursting beans and a rain of arrows that were even denser than before.

Some of the passages in the palace were not very wide, and the rebels, who could not be deployed, could only rush intensively to the archers of the reinforcements, which led to the battle turning into a one-sided massacre.

Soon, the rebels, completely demoralized, began to flee in all directions, and every corner and corner, even the dog hole, became their last hope of escape.

On Chen Borui's side, the battle is over.

"Your Majesty's will, all the rebels who come to the palace today...... No one will be forgiven! ”

The general took the order and left, Song Qian came to Chen Borui's side again, and said with some embarrassment: "Your Majesty, King Zhao is ...... went. ”

Chen Borui squeezed out a sneer, but that smile quickly dissipated.

After a long time, he nodded slightly.