"The warrior is hazy, and the state is stubborn. also holds the halberd and guards the king.

The warriors are brave, the kings are fierce, and they also hold spears, and they are the king's ......."

As the fighting intensified and the situation became more urgent, the wounded who remained in the rear sang louder, so that the hula north wind could carry the song to the palace several kilometers away. This is the song that is often sung in the palace armor training, after all, it can't compare to the excellent servants, the soldiers sing extremely ugly, and many people are out of tune, so every time they sing loudly in the palace, not to mention the palace maids, even the queen Zhao Concubine listened to it with a wry smile and shook her head.

"Yes...... Jing'er? In Ruoying Palace, the concubine with the heir and her daughter knelt on the seat, and Concubine Zhao and Mi Xuan were also crowded on a seat. Hearing this song, she immediately thought of her son.

"It's my brother." When she is bored, she often stands on the palace wall of the palace and the palace to peek at the training of the palace guards, which is one of the small pleasures of her boring and boring princess career. After listening to it for a while, her face changed greatly, and she said, "No, no, this song is clearly outside the palace." And every time the song starts, it is the time when the two armies fight, and then the song ......"

"Two armies fighting?!" The state of Zhao was established because of the coup d'état, there were not a few palace coups, and the famous King Wuling of Zhao was besieged by his subordinates for months and died of hunger, and these memories were all imprinted in Concubine Zhao's heart. She was not surprised by the Yin rebellion, her only reliance was on the cunning of Da Sima Nao, as long as Da Sima could lead his troops back to help, her son's throne, her own and her daughter's lives could be saved. But now, how could the son be outside the palace?!

"......Someone is coming," Concubine Zhao shouted, and after shouting, she couldn't help but stand up and walked quickly outside the hall.

"General, this song ......" The song can be heard not only in Ruoying Palace, but also in the sanitation standing around the main bed.

"This song is often sung by Gong Jia." Deng Sui didn't think there was anything wrong with this singing, he listened to it too much. And he couldn't have imagined that the initiator of the rebellion was not Huang Xie, but someone else. In his opinion, the danger of Xiong Jing leaving the palace was mainly the dead assassins trained by Huang Xie, not the battle that was being killed. "Or maybe Cai Bao deliberately let the palace armor sing it in order to deter the assassins."

"General, the king has come back." Ruoying Palace is not far from the main bed, and surrounded by a group of palace maids, Queen Zhao Concubine and Mi Xuan are here.

"The courtiers meet the queen's feet." Song Yu and Guan Ji saw that it was the queen who came, and immediately bowed, and Deng Sui arrived.

"Where is Jing'er?" Concubine Zhao didn't know that her son was out of the palace, and she was very panicked when her daughter said it just now, and she couldn't see her son's heart go down.

"Tell the queen that Her Highness has left the palace." Song Yu, who was the oldest in qualifications, replied that he was still the eldest son.

"Out of the palace?!" Concubine Zhao only felt her heart tremble a few times, she tightened her cuffs with both hands, held back her tears and asked, "Why did he leave the palace at such a dangerous time?" Can't you hear the song outside the palace? ”

"Song outside the palace?" The main bed is tall and sturdy, the earthen walls are naturally thick, and the courtiers naturally can't hear the singing outside the palace.

"Please don't worry, the queen will hear the singing. This song is often sung by the palace armor, and His Royal Highness has fifteen soldiers accompanying the guard, which must be safe. Deng then came out and said, he had just stood on the steps outside the hall, where he could hear the singing.

"The general is fallacious." Qi Xuan was a little scared when she looked at so many courtiers, but her mother was on her side and the matter was urgent, so she had to muster up the courage to speak. "You and I often hear this song, but don't you know it? Gong Jia sang mostly when they were fighting each other......"

No matter how many men are not as careful as a boring and boring little girl, Deng Sui instantly changed color when he heard this. Princess Xuan is right, the palace armor often sings and cheers when they fight each other, this song is ......

"Your Royal Highness is afraid that there is danger, please sit down with the queen and princess, and the end will leave the palace quickly." Deng Suibai, who understood it, ran out of the atrium without bowing. Seeing that he was so anxious, Concubine Zhao rolled her eyes and fainted on the ground.

Outside the palace, Xiong Jing has indeed reached the most dangerous moment. Wu Shen's training is really a dead soldier, the long beryllium is nearly four meters long, more than 70 centimeters shorter than the Yi spear, but these people are not afraid of death, the Yi spear pierced the brown armor and stabbed into the body at the same time, the first long beryllium also injured the first row of the spearman, the second row of long beryllium stabbed again, the first row of the spearman has lost his combat power, and was stabbed to death by the second long beryllium, but this long beryllium hand was also immediately stabbed by the second spear.

The same gripping technique, in terms of the length of the weapon alone, requires two long beryllium hands to change to a spearman, but the actual combat is not the case, knowing that his weapon is shorter, the barbarian Yue dead soldier immediately changed the gripping technique, from holding the stick to the grip end, so that the long beryllium killing distance is two feet more, and then the long beryllium hand after the spear is holding on to the spear shaft, in order to cover the attack of his teammates behind him, so that the casualties of the spearman increase greatly.

The three pawns defending the south were less than three hundred spearmen, and the army formation of five men could not be more thin. After the first two or three spearmen were killed, the remaining two or three no longer killed the enemy, but rejected the enemy. To resist the enemy is to only seek to stab the wound and not to stab to death, as long as the enemy is prevented from advancing, its spear is tried to be fast and short, but in the face of these dead soldiers who are not afraid of death, they can only keep retreating.

The spear array was crumbling, and what was even more helpless was another thing: the long beryllium array with a thickness of thirty people suddenly changed formation in battle, and the ten people in the last row went out to the left, and the ten people in the middle went out to the right, and the formation of fifty meters wide became one hundred and fifty meters wide in a short time. After changing formations, the long beryllium hands on the left and right sides immediately hooked the flanks of the Yispear formation. Cai Bao had already put all his strength into the battle in the north, and at this time all that was left was a sword and shield bearer, forty or fifty short guards, dozens of wounded, as well as ten chariots, a command car, a drum cart, and finally the four-wheeled carriage in which Xiong Jing was riding.

The beryllium hand struck at him, and the only thing he could do was to form a circle of twelve carriages, with the four-wheeled carriage in the middle. The length of the chariot and the horse is more than four meters, and it is arranged in a circle at a distance of one meter from each other, and the diameter is also seventeen or eighteen meters. Long beryllium is the same as Yi spear, taboo obstacles and narrow terrain, such a column of the car, the double convenience can only fight through the car, and the advantage of the long weapon is almost neutralized.

But the problem is that the long beryllium hand is not only equipped with a long beryllium, but also wears a long sword at the waist. Seeing that the long weapon was not easy to use, the long beryllium hands on both sides immediately abandoned the beryllium and drew their swords, and rushed into the car formation. Although they had no shields, they numbered nearly a thousand, and at once they suppressed one hundred and fifty sword and shield men, forty or fifty short guards, and dozens of wounded people around the four-wheeled carriage. At this time, when the last spearman was killed, the long beryllium hand in the middle also attacked the car formation, and under the blow of hard work, countless long beryllium slammed on the steel armor outside the carriage, making a loud 'dong dong' sound, but after the heavy blow, these long beryllium hands that were too far in front were quickly killed by the guards.

On the battlefield, the two sides fought for the most dead people, and the corpses accumulated the fastest. Now the wide four-wheeled carriage in the formation is like a magnet desperately attracting iron filings, attracting more and more long beryllium hands to fight hard regardless of life and death. They knew that only by killing Xiong Jing in the car could they complete the mission. No amount of beryllium could pierce the steel armor outside the car, but instead caused them to die under the counter-killing of the guards. The corpses grew thicker and more tired, and in an instant the height of the corpse wall exceeded that of the carriage, so that the last dozens of sword and shield men were already standing on the roof of the carriage when they resisted, and after the death of these people, the carriage in the corpse pile was invisible.

Zhao Huang and Meng Zhengyu did not get out of the car, because Xiong Jing did not let people open the door. After closing the glass window to prevent arrows, all you can hear is the sound of drums, singing, and fighting, and the palace armor outside is still high-spirited, but after a while, the sound is not right, and Cai Bao's screams are getting more and more urgent, until they disappear. Then there was the creepy sound of weapon strikes, 'dong dong dang ......dang', one hit after another, one moment after another, and the whole carriage staggered. At this time, the only hope for everyone was the intermittent sound of blade clashing, where there was an exchange of battles, and where there was a battle, there were guards. But in the end, the sound of the exchange was gone, and there was only a suffocating silence, a deathly silence.

"Don't worry, this carriage ......," Xiong Jingqiang said with a smile. It was so silent in the carriage that you could hear not only the sound of heartbeat and breathing, but also the dripping of water onto the floor of the carriage - someone had urinated.

Of course it's not from the bear's pee. Among the crowd, Zhen Yin Zimo's face was first red, and then pale, but fortunately, the carriage was buried in the corpse pile, and the car was pitch black, only the sound of Xiong Jing.

“…… The carriage ...... "endured the smell of urine, Xiong Jing wanted to say how strong the carriage was, but he thought it was boring. And if Gong Jia is really defeated, he will be cooked as soon as the fire is lit outside, and he will turn his words and say, "It's still a joke...... Story. ”

Xiong Jing was also very scared, and he wanted to talk when he was afraid. And he vaguely felt that his soul would return to the next life after death, or be reincarnated again, so he was not afraid to the extreme.

"Once upon a time there was a king who had a lot of money, a lot of people, and he didn't live happily at all. The king always thinks that someone wants to kill him, and he is worried that others will usurp his throne, and he always says: There are always people who want to harm the widow, and there are always people who want to harm the widow......"

In this situation, the crown prince actually told such a story, as if he was talking about himself, and as if he was talking about someone else. Zhao Huang, Meng Zhengyu and others unconsciously listened to this story.

"The daughter of the king, that is, the princess, has a very good heart, and she often tries to save the people who her father ordered to be executed. Later, these "executed people" made up new household registrations and arranged new livelihoods so that they could live. Until one day......"

It's not that Xiong Jing wants to sell the story, but when the story is told here, there is another sound of hitting outside the carriage, which is not the violent impact before, but a knocking, a percussion with an interrogative meaning.

“…… Your Highness, Your Highness! The voice was faint and buzzing, but perhaps because of the removal of the corpse, it grew louder and clearer.

"Your Highness, the end will ......be too late," a voice shouted outside the car, accompanied by a crying voice.

"Yes...... Flame! Xiong Jing remembered this voice, he was familiar with all the fifteen guards of the palace armor, this Yan was the short and stout captain who wanted to cover his escape when the first exercise failed.