Wuyang Wuyang's warehouse soldiers stood all over the compound, with swords rattling, long spears and short knives, all pointing to Su Lu and his party.

Wang Xiaoliu was like a great enemy, scolding the guards on the left to protect the prince, and he held a knife at the front, feeling annoyed in his heart.

I was careless, I didn't expect these people to really dare to rebel, and they also wanted to kill the prince.

"Huo Guang, dare to besiege the prince, this is a great crime to wipe out the nine clans."

Wang Xiaoliu's voice overshadowed the voices around him, and his tone was high-pitched.

Whether or not they can survive depends on whether they can scare these old hats.

Geng Jingming stood next to Huo Guang, drawing a knife in his hand:

"Brothers, we swallowed the grain in the warehouse, killing the prince is death, not killing the prince is death, just kill him, maybe we can fight a prince and general."

The soldiers suddenly became noisy, especially the bolder ones, and even shouted out.

"The prince will have a kind of Xiangning, and we can also be princes."

"Kill the prince and be the prince."

There were more and more noisy soldiers, and the whole thing was in chaos, and the swords and guns pointing at Su Lu gathered into a semicircle.

Su Lu clapped his hands and commanded:

"Little Liu, form a formation, a spear formation."

"Six hundred against three thousand is not afraid, let alone a few warehouse soldiers."

The janissaries on the left quickly held their spears in their hands, and put Su Lu Gong in the middle, with long spears and steel knives flashing with cold light.

The Praetorian Guard is a hundred battles of heroes, although there are only thirty people, as soon as they form a formation, the brave spirit will deter the warehouse soldiers on the left, and the murderous aura that soars into the sky makes Geng Jingming, who is at the front, involuntarily take a step back.

The noise disappeared, and the officials and soldiers who often closed the position all took a few steps back, looking at the guards in shock, and their faces rose with frightened expressions.

Yanjing Zuo has not had a large-scale war for decades, and these Zicang soldiers used to live a comfortable life, and their wives and children were hot on the kang, how could they have seen such an iron-blooded scene.

Just now I was wrapped up by the people around me, and they were all a little brave, but now they were rushed with murderous anger, and they all showed their original forms.

Huo Guang was even more unbearable, he didn't know where to throw the knife in his hand, and the spirit of shouting just now was completely gone, and now he was full of fear, thinking about being poked by the guard's gun in a big hole.

Su Lu pointed at Huo Guang:

"You all listen well, embezzlement of treasury grain, the crime is not death, pick up a weapon to kill me, then it is not a matter of your death, when you get to Huangquan Road, your relatives of the nine clans will come to you to beg for their lives."

"When I was shouted twice, my brain was hot, and I rushed up to die, and finally I died, not to mention, think about your wives and children, all because of you, they were washed and cut with such a knife."

The soldiers were even more agitated.

Geng shrewdly glanced at the rioting warehouse soldiers, and his eyes flashed at several of them.

"It's not a capital crime, how could the prince come, we must be a capital crime."

"Don't listen to his nonsense, when he cuts off his head, he can't stand by for us."

"Kill him, kill a prince is enough, kill these guards, and we will earn."

A few warehouse soldiers moved forward with knives, trying to stir up everyone's momentum.

Su Lu waved his hand.

Wang Xiaoliu raised and fell with his sword, and the head of one of the warehouse soldiers in front was cut off, and the warehouse soldiers near the left also lost their blades one after another.

Geng shrewdly jumped up angrily:

"Rubbish, give it to me."

In the crowd, more soldiers with fierce expressions immediately came out, with knives in their hands, and rushed over, aiming directly at Su Lu.

"Puff"

The guards did not hesitate to raise their guns, and once they raised their guns, half of the soldiers who rushed out were down.

Blood, scattered and splattered.

The few warehouse soldiers who were standing, including Huo Guang, who was fighting with his legs, had a lot of blood splashed on his body.

The momentum of the warehouse soldiers has been suppressed, and the warehouse soldiers of the brigade retreat backwards.

The guards took advantage of the situation and simply captured Huo Guang and took down Geng Jingming, who jumped on his feet.

"Wow"

I don't know who threw the knife in his hand first, and the blade slammed into the ground with a rattling sound.

One after another, the warehouse soldiers all lost their weapons, and I don't know who opened the head, and they knelt on the ground again.

"Whoosh"

Two arrows were shot down from the corner tower.

One of the guards fell in response, and the other one deflected from Su Lu and shot into Geng Jingming's neck, who was being held down by the two guards.

"There are assassins"

"Beware of the Corner Tower"

The guards shouted, and several guards protected Su Lu layer by layer, and those who were close to Su Lu even raised two pieces of iron armor and covered Su Lu's head.

Wang Xiaoliu raised his arm, and several guards rushed up, aiming directly at the four corner towers.

A moment later, the sound of fighting sounded on the corner tower.

Su Lu bent down, looked at Geng Jingming, who had an arrow stuck in his neck, and asked with a smile:

"Your business ability is not good, the team is like this, and the rebellion work is not good enough."

Geng Jingming, who had an arrow in his neck, was naturally speechless, but it was Huo Guang and the soldiers next to him, with a frightened and confused expression on their faces, what did the prince say.

The corner tower has been breached, one of the guards has been wounded, a good skill has been killed, and another has been cut off, and he can't survive now.

Two boxwood bows were also taken down, they were standard bows and arrows, the guards eliminated them, and the weapons that should have been destroyed according to the system, I don't know what way these people went, leaving these two big bows.

The big thing has been decided, Su Lu instructed Wang Xiaoliu to transfer troops, and the Beidaying took over here to clarify the grain stored in the warehouse.

After some tidying up, it was already dark.

The soldiers of the Beida battalion took over the granary, and Su Lu also went to the city with the support of the guards.

As soon as Su Lu returned to the palace, he was stopped by Changning.

"Lord Wang, something happened to Mali."

Changning reported to Su Luyu.

Su Lu's face changed when he heard this, could it be that something happened to his daughter?

"What's going on, there's information coming back?"

Su Lu asked Changning, his voice trembling a lot.

Changning hurriedly said:

"I don't know the specific situation, but the Mali fleet, which has never been hostile to us, suddenly blocked several large ports in Mali and destroyed our merchant ships."

Su Lu's brows furrowed when he heard this:

"How long ago was the blockade of the port and the destruction of our merchant ships?"

The uneasiness in Su Lu's heart was even more serious, the transmission of news by sea was already slow, especially since the fleet of the Mali people still had the ability to blockade the port, which made the transmission of news even slower.

Now Mali, I am afraid that several families have already united and want to take action against the Han Kingdom, so there will be Klein's fleet to strike first, blockade the port, and destroy merchant ships.

I'm afraid it's been a month, or even a few months, since the Mali people really started.

"Where is Your Majesty?"

Su Lu asked in a deep voice, her daughter must not be fine.

Changning led the way in front and headed towards the imperial study.

Inside the Imperial Study, there was a bright place, and tall butter candles lined the surrounding walls, illuminating the Imperial Study as if it were day.

"Immediately transfer the army up, no matter how late it is, I am afraid that the army will not be able to stay there."

"No, I don't know the situation on the island now, and rashly transferring troops up is just a drop in the bucket and will not help."

In the imperial study, the sound of quarrels came and went.