How is this possible?

In an instant, the eldest grandson Wuji was like a thunderbolt, and looked at the group of generals of the Min State who came slowly in disbelief, the old pupils contracted to the extreme, and the familiar voice would definitely not be wrong. [ads:This site has a new URL,Shorthand method:,.]

Not only the eldest grandson Wuji, but also the outermost ministers of the Min State and Xue Zhiguan also stared at each other, and under the stunned gaze of everyone, hundreds of generals of various ethnic groups wearing armor and holding sharp weapons to kill each other split a passage on both sides, and dozens of tired people staggered out of the military formation.

Dozens of people have both civil and military affairs, but the common characteristics are tired and discouraged, the purple or red majestic official robes of Wenchen are full of holes and faded, the blue wisps of the road are like beggars, and the original mighty armor of the military generals is also damaged, and the original lacquer black color has been worn away by the wind and sand, and it has become yellow, but all of them have one thing in common, the tired body supports the amazing soul, which is obviously not so neat, but it gives people a mountain-like momentum to press over.

Especially the young man who led the team in front of the team, the originally powerful and luxurious Tang Yi helmet also had a deep cut mark, and the beast head on his right shoulder was only half left, and there was a layer of salt frost on his messy short beard, but the eyes that were fierce because of anger and the face, which was as stylish as a knife and axe, could not be more familiar.

Li Jie, the king of Fujian!

The scars on his body did not damage Li Jie's image, but instead cast a layer of vicissitudes and maturity on his majesty because of anger, just like a famous sword that has experienced thousands of wars, and the scarred blade can't hide its amazing edge.

"King Min! King Min is back! ”

In an instant, the ministers of the Min State who were still kneeling under the altar were boiling, and many old ministers were excited in an instant, and they seemed to see this young and tired man, as if everyone had a backbone in their hearts.

But there are also many people who turned into despair in an instant, including the Zhu Guoxiang who took refuge in the Tang Dynasty and had just been canonized, and his butt was not hot, as well as the eldest grandson Wuji, who was still proud and high-spirited just now, and the lost Xue Zhiguan.

"You, didn't you say he's dead?" Almost squeezed out the words from the root of his teeth, squeezed beside Xue Zhiguan, the eldest grandson Wuji's eyes stared at Li Jie, who was like a lion and led more and more Fujian troops to surround him, and asked through gritted teeth.

Li Jie not only came back, but also brought back most of the important ministers of Fujian, it can be said that a real heart returned to Fujian, and the ministers he tried his best to win over and kidnap once again became a dispensable substitute, all his efforts were in vain, and even these people brought out, including himself, may die without a place to be buried!

It's no wonder that he is as calm as the eldest grandson Wuji, and he is trembling at this moment.

The helplessness and loss in Xue Zhiguan's heart became even stronger, his eyes looked at Li Rang, who was standing alone on the altar and watching everything, a sense of sadness and self-blame continued to ripple in his chest, he not only lost himself, but also harmed Li Rang.

The spirit that has been fighting for these days is gone, and Xue Zhiguan drooped his head weakly and said: "The letter to Chang'an only said that the King of Min was surrounded by hundreds of thousands of people, but he didn't say that he must die."

Hearing this, the eldest grandson Wuji hummed noncommittally, and now he also recalled the twists and turns sent by Xue Zhiguan to Guanzhong, this was originally a gamble, but before setting off, he and Emperor Li Zhi and the important ministers of Chang'an only saw the huge interests of Fujian, but did not see the amazing risks hidden in it.

As Li Jie got closer and closer, the pressure on the uninvited guests of these ministers in the palace of the King of Min became more and more great, and the loyal military ministers and civil ministers all stared at the panicked Guan Zhongbing around them, and those ministers who betrayed the Fujian State sat on the ground in despair.

The palace doors were wide open on all sides, and the army of Fujian rushed in like a tide, swords, guns, swords, and halberds, wrapped and squeezed from all directions one after another, just like a huge Western torture instrument Iron Virgin, the sharp needle tip squeezed the living space of the Chang'an soldiers little by little.

Like the compressed cake-cutting, the Guanzhong army was compressed and brought closer together, and the formation became more and more dense, especially in the face of many shabby and yellowed Fujian troops, the compelling murderous aura and anger made them even more frightened.

But even at this time, the eldest grandson Wuji did not give up, facing the aggressive Li Jie, he took out a few letters from his pocket, the old guy took turns and waved a few times in the sky, and after a while, the faces of several generals who followed Li Jie suddenly turned pale.

His face changed for a few seconds, and Kuitun Zhonglang pulled out his knife from Zheng Huan and several generals who had already written to Guanzhong, and slashed at Li Jie's back.

"Death to the faint king!"

Bang~

A burst of green smoke floated up violently, and before Zheng Huan could get close to Li Jie's back, there were already a few more blood holes on his body that had been pierced, and he trembled a few times like an electric shock, Zheng Huan's eyes widened, and he fell to the ground bleeding blindly.

Seeing Li Que and a few other guards coldly blowing the light smoke from the mouth of the fire, several rioting generals immediately froze, this kung fu, the forbidden army that had already been on guard behind had already stabbed it with a lance, and the hard and sophisticated Fujian Wenshan armor was still pierced in front of this kind of heavy weapon.

In the voice of the sergeants, eight people were raised high by dozens of lances, and they were thrown to the ground in the screams, and the gushing blood immediately flowed into a pool, spitting blood, several rebellious generals desperately stretched out their bloody hands forward, and the rest of the dozen or so generals who were dying and struggling were also cold, and their legs and feet were weak and knelt on the ground.

Nine high-ranking generals were executed, but Li Jie still didn't even look back, still leading the monarch and ministers to stride forward, staring at the red eyes of the gambler who lost the gamble of the eldest grandson Wuji.

Ten meters away, Li Jie finally stopped, his bloodshot eyes circled for a second, and then roared angrily: "Before the widow's last patience is exhausted, the eldest grandson Wuji, lead your soldiers out of the widow's palace, the widow can let you live, otherwise, the widow will kill no grass here, and everyone will die without a place to bury!"

This is not a threat, but a fact that the emperor really narrates, and after roaring, Li Jie raised his hand violently, and in less than a second, dozens of Hongyi cannons in all directions also spit out fire snakes more than one meter long, and the huge palace of King Min that was shaken by the rumbling cannon sound was buzzing.

In this sudden thunderstorm, some people even sat on the ground with weak feet. Using the gunpowder left by Li Jie to blow up the Shenlong Gate, the eldest grandson Wuji knew the power of these iron pipes too well, looking at the fire guns raised coldly by Li Que and several other guards and the tiger squat cannon pipes set up one by one around him, his head was full of cold sweat, and the eldest grandson Wuji still suppressed Cheng Wuting's shoulders who were about to move.

"Drop your weapons and surrender!"

"What, what?" Can't believe his ears, Cheng Wuting turned his head in shock, stared at the eldest grandson Wuji's sweaty face and asked in dismay: "Eldest grandson Xianggong, surrender to the Min people?"

"The last will not be afraid of death! The soldiers are not afraid of death, the prime minister can rest assured, we will definitely fight with them! Standing up suddenly, Cheng Wuting looked back and shook his arms and shouted: "Fight with the Min people."

Without waiting for the frightened Chang'an army to respond, a fat hand suddenly grabbed Cheng Wuting's arm that shook high, the greasy sweat left a deep mark on the dark armor, and with a gloomy face, the eldest grandson Wuji roared in a low voice: "The prime minister said, surrender!"

In Li Jie's stunned gaze, the stunned Guan Zhongbing finally put down their weapons one by one.

Driven by the Min army, more than 5,000 Guanzhong Tang troops were driven out of Minwang Square by the general cattle, under the scolding of the Min army, one by one Guanzhong children hung their heads in frustration, and looked at left and right vigilantly, Cheng Wuting was right, these Guanzhong soldiers were not afraid of death, but they were afraid of torture that was more uncomfortable than death.

Although the Tang army in Guanzhong has not done all the evil things these days, it has also humiliated the Fujian State in all kinds of ways, and almost split and controlled the Fujian State, and they don't know what kind of tragic revenge is waiting for them.

But as a qualified politician, the eldest grandson Wuji must think farther, now, the subversion of the Min State with Li Jie's miraculous return has become impossible, if you fight to the death, although it will not last long, but kill the minister of the Min State at hand, burn this symbol of the political center of the Min State, the palace of the King of Min is still done.

But these are meaningless! Li Jie is back, and he also takes his team, even if hundreds of ministers are dead, for the Fujian State with the backbone, just promote another batch, on the contrary, if the palace of the King of Min is burned, this move will completely anger the Fujian State, the court in Guanzhong has been doing its best in the conquest of Liaodong, if it starts a war with a huge empire that has been demobilized for millions of miles and has more than one million troops, Guanzhong will not be able to bear it.

What's more, the eldest grandson Wuji is still Li Jie's father-in-law, with this identity, he may be able to make friends with Li Jiepan, keep the names of himself and others, and let Guan Zhong redeem himself and others.

The more than 5,000 Guanzhong troops who raided the Fujian State are selected noble children, the essence of the essence of the Guanzhong combat power!

It's a pity that the eldest grandson Wuji thought very well and drove away the Tang army in Guanzhong, but Li Jie didn't even pay attention to him, as if he was an ordinary soldier, and was pushed into the team by the Min army at will.

"Hey! Li Jie! King Min! I'm the eldest grandson Wuji, are you treating your elders like this? Anxious, sweating profusely, the eldest grandson Wuji stood in the captivity circle and jumped on his feet, shouting angrily.

"Huh, elder?" Hearing this, Li Jie finally turned around coldly, and asked with a sneer: "When Lone and Luo'er were deeply surrounded by aliens, as an elder, did you ever have a trace of concern?" Are you worthy of an elder? ”。

The eyes didn't see the eldest grandson weaving behind Li Jie at all, and a wisp of guilt finally surfaced on the face of the eldest grandson Wuji, and in his speechlessness, he was driven away by more than a dozen Fujian soldiers shouting.

The black of the Guanzhong Army was cleaned, similar to the fierce fire oil tank, and the water tank used for fire fighting was washed away, and the fierce fire oil that was contaminated in the palace of King Min and exuded a thick oily smell was also washed away.

After three days of thrilling falling, this magnificent building, the palace of the King of Fujian, finally returned to the hands of the Fujian Kingdom again.