It must be someone else who stirs all this tonight, but who is this person, Zhao Ji has no fixed opinion, no one is like him, and in the end it can only be attributed to the prince and those old party Qingliu around the prince, a rare man, even if he knows that there must be hidden feelings in the chaos tonight, the prince is not necessarily the culprit, but Zhao Ji still has his son as an enemy of life and death, under the imperial power, where is there family affection?

Overnight, there was a sudden change, at least half of the imperial power had to be divided, and you had to take the initiative to soften, how could this decision be made easily? Pan Yixing poked there straight, looking at Zhao Ji with blazing eyes, but when he made a decision, the indoor air was already stagnant, but the shouts outside were wave after wave, constantly slapping the alley in the stormy waves, the son of Neizen, constantly sounded in the shouts, and every time he struck Zhao Ji dizzy. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In the end, he finally nodded in confusion, and said weakly: "Send someone out to preach comfort, saying that I want to welcome the prince to discuss the major affairs of the country, who to choose, who to choose." "Pan Yixing can't go, he wants to go, if he can't say it, he will be in the same place as the rebel, but Liang Shicheng can't go either, he is on the list of eliminating treacherous evil, and he has nowhere to reason for the rebellious army, and he has broken his own wings, but in this alley, what other weighty person can be selected?

A decision was made, and another more embarrassing decision came head-on, making Zhao Ji wish that tonight's thing was a nightmare, and he could wake up with his eyes open, and when he was hesitating about the choice of this person, suddenly there was a huge shout in the direction of the imperial city, covering up the roar of more than 10,000 chaotic troops here, and everyone heard it clearly, the shouts in the direction of the imperial city were obviously the words long live sentence after sentence!

Did the prince finally invite out for the rebellious army? Is there only one result of inner meditation now? Zhao Ji's face was pale, and he listened to the voice of long live fixedly, and for a moment he only wished to die with this prosperous Bianliang City, and he couldn't wait to eat the flesh of this rebel son and sleep the skin of this rebel son!

An arrow feather shot out of the darkness and was inserted into the carriage in front of Zhao Ji, but Zhao Ji couldn't care about anything else at this time, and hurriedly retracted into the carriage, Liang Shicheng jumped into the carriage and shouted: "Escort, escort!" ”

Zhao Ji stabilized his mind, but shouted in a hissing voice, "Go to the master for a while, don't you want the throne, and you don't need to look for it, you naturally have to find it yourself." ”

After finishing speaking, a group of Banzhi eunuchs were surrounded by Zhao Ji and hurriedly went to the small building where Master Li was, Pan Yixing shook his head, and to this day, he can see clearly that this so-called king of the Great Song Dynasty is just a paper tiger, cowardly to such a point, but now, what can be done, but he can only grit his teeth and keep up, and the sound of long live behind him is endless, but the chaotic army slowly poured into the alley.

As the distance from Xiaolou approached, Pan Yixing's heart was uneasy for a while, no, quiet, too quiet!

Suddenly a neighing sound of war horses sounded, Pan Yixing almost reflexively pulled out the sword on his waist, but saw the fire burning, in front of his own group, but hundreds of armor soldiers stood motionless in the dark, at this moment countless torches almost lit up the entire sky, high on both sides of the alley, there were dozens of crossbowmen holding bows and arrows, pointing directly at the carriage where Zhao Ji was!

Yang Ling lived alone in front of the battle array, with more than 100 light horsemen behind him, three or four hundred foot soldiers, sharpening knives, Pan Yixing's eyes were split, "Yang Ling Xiao'er, the saint is here, what do you want!" ”

Liang Shicheng also jumped off the carriageway and said in a trembling voice, "Are you going to rebel?" Zhao Ji was trembling in the carriage, this guy, this guy couldn't do it!

But seeing that at this time, Yang Ling slowly got off his horse, and just shouted, "I heard that the saint was trapped here, and the special army came to help, escorted the saint back to the palace, and quelled the rebellion, but it disturbed the official family!" ”

When Zhao Ji heard this, he was overjoyed, and immediately poked his head out, and sat down in danger, "Aiqing is the pillar of the country, and his sons and daughters have made great achievements. ”

Pan Yixing shook his head secretly in his heart, Zhao Jimo was not carried away, Yang Ling was not premeditated in such a battle? Even if the elite under his command can fight again, shouldn't he stay in his own courtyard at this time?

Pan Yixing stepped forward and said, "In that case, why don't you come up and see the driver quickly!" ”

Yang Ling threw the mink fur on his body to Luo Yanqing on his side (he was beaten Luo Hou before, here is an explanation), and walked forward alone, before arriving at the carriage, Zhao Ji also got out of the carriage, Yang Ling just made a knee-bending action, and Zhao Ji couldn't wait to step forward to help, at this time, relying on this son was very heavy, so he had to use gentle means.

But seeing Yang Ling's slightly bent knees slamming all the way, a murderous aura spread, the sword on his waist burst out, and the snow light of the sword was so bright that Zhao Ji instantly closed his eyes, and Pan Yixing beside him was even more so, everyone didn't expect Yang Ling to suddenly kill at this time, only Liang Shicheng screamed in horror, "Official!" ”

But seeing the blood rising to the sky, a human head rolled to the ground, the headless corpse went straight out to blood, and it took a few breaths before slowly falling, Zhao Ji slowly opened his eyes, but saw Pan Yixing reveal that he was at his feet, and he didn't blink his eyes, and his face was splashed with blood! Yang Ling wiped the blood stains on the sword, kicked He Guan's head, as if he was breathing a bad breath for all the soldiers in the northern frontier, and then whispered to Zhao Ji, who was still wooden: "Don't leave any idle people around the saint, tonight's matter is very strange, as long as Liang Gong guards the saint." ”

After finishing speaking, the armor behind Yang Ling did not wait for the royal front class, and the pain of the eunuch dragged it down, and in a moment, there were bursts of screams, how could Zhao Ji and Liang Shicheng not understand what was going on at this moment?

Yang Ling stepped forward and approached Zhao Ji a step, glanced at the faces of the two of them, and said proudly: "The minister now has hundreds of athletes, even with the border guards, when there are five hundred tigers and wolves, the minister is guilty of capital crimes, and he opened a certain arsenal without authorization, and the minister's family has a mount, and now the tigers and wolves here are all elite armor soldiers, and everyone is wearing heavy armor, these hundreds of tigers and wolves can be ten thousand husbands!" If there is a saint's edict to beg for thieves, and with the help of the saint's henchmen, the minister will definitely be able to bring the rebellious army to peace! Even if it is unfavorable, the minister is enough to protect the saint out of the city, the Shaanxi Fourth Route Western Army, Hedong and Hebei, who is not a saint's minions? The demon clown of Bianliang is not enough to be peaceful! But ask the saint to give an edict, and Xu Chen will serve the saint to the death to quell the chaos! ”

The previous words Yang Ling said without leaking, and the latter words showed their tails, hundreds of tigers and wolves, when they were all Yang Ling's private athletes, opened the arsenal, and didn't even bother to report the name, so they simply replaced it somewhere, and some horses at home were not straight, maybe they wore vests, and they could charge the battle horses, and how many were there in the entire Great Song Dynasty? All the heavy cavalry of the Great Song Dynasty are now almost all in the second army of Jinyang Shence!

This Yang Ling is really domineering, and he has already regarded the two armies as his personal soldiers!

But what else can Zhao Ji do now, there are tens of thousands of chaotic troops behind him, and his own side has been slaughtered, leaving only Liang Shicheng alone, and Zhao Ji made a decision at the moment, "Yang Aiqing, you arrange it!" ”

Yang Ling smiled sarcastically, Zhao Ji's decision was as early as he expected, another time and space, Zhao Ji's suffering, why is this? It's not a servile person to live, this king's psychological endurance and ethics really have no bottom line.

In a side wing room under Master Li's small building, Master Li invited the armor to enter, and then the door was closed, leaving Master Li alone in the wing room.

Master Li could no longer maintain her usual calm and breezy appearance at this moment, her jade face flushed, and she walked around the wing, as if this was the only way to calm her surging mood like a tide.

After a while, the door of the wing room creaked open, and two armor soldiers stood in front of the door with a girl, and the girl saw that Master Li was fine, and she cried out, and flew in and hugged Master Li.

This girl is naturally her own personal maid, and she is not a small contributor to threading the needle between Yang Ling and Master Li. Tonight's accident also frightened the girl.

A soldier smiled at Master Li: "Nushi, please sit down, Xiao Yang has already arranged everything for the master, and there will be no accidents, but with us here, no one can touch a single hair of Nushi." ”

Master Li smiled gratefully at them, and said softly: "I'm no longer a female history, I'm just Master Li, Erlang...... Lord Yang, he won't have any surprises, right? In the last sentence, I couldn't help but confide a little care.

The black cloud capital pro-guard smiled proudly: "The world is so big, who can be in front of Xiao Yang's general?" Even the emperor upstairs is nothing more than that! ”

In the north of Maqian Street, Yang Ling was riding his horse at a gallop, and the crowd of people on Maqian Street was gradually moving away, and the fire was thrown from behind. stretched the figure of their group long.

Suddenly, the fire in front of him lit up, but it was a team of men and horses who came up, it was the main force of the armor soldiers left here by Yang Ling, and at this moment the men and horses had already finished putting on their armor and were waiting quietly in the open place on the side of Gen Yue.

At first, Hei Yundu's personal guards met Yang Ling's horse and asked in a low voice, "General Xiao Yang, what should we do?" ”

Yang Ling gently pushed down the felt hat, revealing a pair of sword eyebrows, now this sword eyebrows are raised high, if there is a murderous aura, he said lightly: "It's been chaotic for so long, it's time to end, follow Lao Tzu to calm the chaos, clean up the whole scene, and firmly control the whole city in your hands!" ”

The noise of the chaotic army swept the entire Bianliang City, and it had reached its climax, and the cheers of Long Live rising from the imperial city were earth-shattering and reverberating in the night sky.

Another sound, which seemed to be insignificant in comparison, quietly rolled up in the north of Bianliang City.

The sound of heavy horses' hooves knocked unhurriedly on the stone streets of Bianliang City, and the horses' hooves were all struck with refined shoes. Collide with the slate and splash sparks in patches.

Between the light and extinction of this spark, there are nearly two hundred horses, these two hundred horses, all of them are high-headed horses, with high shoulders and broad backs, and muscular, compared to the mounts that Bianliang people usually see for transportation, they are more than a head taller, and they are carefully selected from how many war horses!

These war horses are all wearing armor, curtains, chicken necks, chests, horse body armor, and backs, parasitic. Everything but the kitchen sink. The nail leaves used in these shapes are also extravagantly cold-forged, and the blades are also densely covered with terrifying scabs, and when they move, they are like active fortresses.

Each complete set of equipment is a weight of 100 catties, which is heavier than the horse armor used by the heavy cavalry that the Western Army worked hard to build. Naturally, these mounts were also much more majestic and tall than the meandering horses used by the Western Army. 、

In real history, the Jurchen Iron Floating Slaughter is the peak of the strength of the heavy cavalry at this time, the combat effectiveness of the heavy cavalry, half of which is on the war horse, these majestic dragon horses, with heavy armor, and long strength, can repeatedly rush into battle and fight, the Jurchen used those horses that are long in the extremely cold land, in the heyday of the Liao people is an extremely valuable tribute.

After Yang Ling won Pingyan, he captured almost all the remaining war horses in the Liao army, and then fought fiercely with the Jurchen Tartars, and gained something, among so many trophies, only six or seven hundred divine horses that could bear cold forging horse armor were selected, except for those in the Shence army, the rest are all here!

These horse armor were also purchased in the Song Dynasty and sent to Danzhou to collect Liao armor craftsmen to build, Liao is the country of iron, and at least the level of manufacturing armor is not much worse than that of the Great Song Dynasty.

These people who did not hesitate to build the horses used in the carapace, and worked hard to distribute them to Bianliang, and in the arrangement to send them to Bianliang, until tonight, it came in the greatest use!

Nearly two hundred divine steeds and dragon horses, the horse's face is hidden under the curtain with a rough appearance, spitting out long white gas, the mane has not been trimmed, it is long and messy, dancing in the night wind, plus the cold light reflected by a full set of horse armor in the night, and the little sparks knocked out by the huge horse's hooves, just this kind of scene can scare the Bianliang Du Gate Control Army, who has not experienced a war for many years, into a weak bone, and cannot afford the will to resist!

Two hundred armor riders, eight riders in a row, and more than twenty rows out. On the not very spacious Bianliang street, there is an endless trend!

Not to mention, there are the men in armor right away.

These nearly two hundred armorers, needless to say a water imitation of the Qingtang Qizi armor, have all been put down at this moment, and they are all hideous and terrifying patterns on them, and there are two deep holes in the eyes, each armor soldier is with wide shoulders and a wide back, full of murderous energy.

The first and second rows of armor soldiers, all holding horse lances, clamped under their armpits, stretched out like hedgehogs, the rest of the black clouds are guarded, or with long knives and swords, or with lacquer spears, long-handled broadswords, hammers and nails to nail maces, all kinds of horses and heavy soldiers are all ready, and they are all heavy, made of fine iron, reflecting the light of the forest under the light of the fire. (To be continued.) )