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Seeing the descendants of the clan who had high hopes die on the spot, it would be false to say that there was no trace of fluctuation in Li Ru's heart.

At that moment, the urge to burst out and couldn't help but kill Qiao Rui was instantly dispersed by him, and it was already very rare for Li Ru to have that trace of impulse.

has been in power for so many years, Li Ru and Dong Zhuo's temperament, it is not who influences whom, but they are roughly similar, they can do whatever it takes to achieve the goal, and even their parents and children can be sacrificed, not to mention that Li Min is just his nephew.

His eyes were so cold that they couldn't even be covered by mist.

The long sleeves hung slightly to the sides, and Li Ru's eyes stared at the only two men in the field who were rooted and immovable.

Middle-aged dressed in white, holding an ancient sword.

The young man wore a gray shirt and held a short gun.

In the field, all the soldiers and horses started to kill, shouting and killing, and the blood stumps were splashing and flying, only these two people stood in place, and did not take the initiative to kill the enemy.

Li Min is the chief general of this Xiliang warrior, losing his command, the soldiers and horses who were already blocking a little hard, the more they were shaken, especially the superb combat effectiveness shown by the disciples of the princes from all walks of life, it is not at all comparable to ordinary soldiers, the most important thing is that the advantages of the Xiliang army can not be brought into play, on the vast plain, even if the princes and disciples come to four or five hundred, it is difficult to escape the fate of being torn to pieces by the cavalry, and the battlefield outside the Chongde Palace, to a certain extent, limits the advantage of the Xiliang iron cavalry attack, Without the cavalry, it should have been hideous, and its combat effectiveness was obviously greatly reduced.

And this is also the reason why the disciples of the princes dared to attack the Xiliang soldiers with this small number. Nearly 100 second-rate general-level masters. With a full favor of a sword, Qiao Rui Xinbi, these leaders with first-class military strength. Even on the battlefield where the two armies are in good formation, it is also a terrible combat force that cannot be ignored, with nearly 100 people against 3 or 4,000 Xiliang soldiers, it seems to be a bit exaggerated, but in fact it is reasonable.

One white and one gray, there are already more than a dozen Xiliang soldiers lying at their feet.

The man in white did not make a move, all of them were the gray-robed one-armed young man, although the gun in his hand was half shorter than the military spear. But it's even sharper.

Very few people could see how he shot, the speed of the shot was too fast, and with a slight shock in one arm, the short gun was as if it was alive, just covered by fog, and it was even faster and a little weird.

The man in white held a sword, but he never made a move, with a smile on his face, looking at Li Ru from afar, the white robe suddenly raised without wind. Whoop.

The disciples and generals of the princes from all walks of life could not make Li Ru change his color, so they could only look directly at the man in white. Li Ru's eyes will reveal a rare solemnity.

The fighting outside the Chongde Hall continued, hundreds of Xiliang soldiers had been killed by the thousands of soldiers, the formation was also a little riotous, and the transfer of the main general had been lost, and the middle and low-level officers could only control their own men and horses, and the staggering and changing between the various departments had been paralyzed across the whole line, and it was not an exaggeration to say that they were fighting separately.

In this regard, Li Ru didn't care at all, his eyes moved away from the man in white, and the ten fingers of the wide sleeves rubbed lightly.

"Almost."

Li Ru glanced at the sky and muttered to himself.

Although a knife and the people were caught in a big battle, their minds never took a single step off Li Ru's body, but after a while, they saw Li Ru suddenly turn around and go to the main hall.

The faces of the people who were full of favors Qiao Rui Xinbi changed slightly, and they all shot to easily kill the Xiliang soldiers who were not afraid of death, their eyes changed for a moment, and they gritted their teeth and swept up.

Seeing this, the more than 3,000 Xiliang soldiers who were still fighting to the death did not hesitate to open the defensive line, trying to stop this group of enemies with high martial arts.

"Fuck off."

Qiao Rui shouted angrily rather tyrannically, the spear in his hand, like an evil Jiao making waves, swept thousands of troops down, accompanied by the sound of broken bones, dozens of Xiliang army soldiers were swept to the ground by Qiao Rui, and the blood vomited wildly and couldn't stand up.

"Who dares to stop me?"

Liu Bei's righteous son Liu Feng has a sixty-pound iron halberd in his hand, invincible, more domineering than Qiao Rui, his martial arts road is the hegemony of the road line, big open, the momentum is unusually vast, ordinary Xiliang soldiers are not his place at all, the halberd stabbed angrily, sprinkled like a torrential rain, and in an instant, he beheaded more than a dozen Xiliang soldiers.

A knife several people also swept up, although the number of soldiers and horses of each family is not large, but they are all good at the art of combined strikes, a shot, compared to the leaders of each family The momentum is a few points more vast, especially the eighteen Jianwei swordsmen, eighteen war knives, the evolution of eighteen kinds of knife techniques, the majestic knife shadow overlaps, no one can stop it, and the position of the Xiliang warrior is torn apart by the Jianxi swordsman.

"Let's go."

A knife frowned, and the knife fell, and the bodies of several Xiliang soldiers were suddenly shocked and flew out, hitting the comrades who were surging behind, and there was a small commotion.

The leaders of each family opened the way, and nearly 100 soldiers and horses of several soldiers and horses of the Jianwei Swordsman and the Tiger Ben Guards forcibly tore through the defense line composed of Xiliang warriors and swept towards the Chongde Palace.

The sound of breaking the air resounded, and nearly a hundred figures swept into the Chongde Hall like locusts, and the thousands of Xiliang soldiers behind him refused to give up, but they could also be called elites.

As soon as a knife and others poured into the Chongde Palace, there was a bang, as if they had hit an iron wall.

The leaders of several families who rushed to the front shook their bodies, and with a bang, they were forced to retreat by a blow.

A few small groups of elite dead soldiers, such as the Jairus Swordsman and the Biting Guest, the White-eyed Wolf, and the White-eyed Wolf, who were a little slower to follow, were all slightly shocked, and they naturally knew in their hearts the martial arts of the few leaders who rushed to kill first, but they were still repelled by a blow, what does that mean? It shows that there are at least more powerful people in the temple than the leaders of each family, and the worst will not be weaker than them.

A knife full of favors, Qiao Rui Xinbi's face changed, as if he encountered a big enemy.

At this time, more than a dozen figures walked out.

The one who walks in the forefront is not Li Ru, who is it.

More than a dozen white-faced men dressed in eunuch costumes walked out surrounded by a handsome young man in an imperial robe.

The eyes of the people who were full of favors Qiao Rui Xinbi and the others condensed slightly, and they crossed Li Ru and looked at the young man who was surrounded by them, and their hearts tightened.

This man is their target tonight.

Dong Zhuo tried to withdraw from Chang'an, so they had to show up, and even the disciples of the dead soldiers who had been cultivated for many years were dispatched, just for this man who was only fourteen years old.

Liu Xie, the last emperor who was more unlucky than lucky.

Born in the emperor's family, there is no doubt that Liu Xie is lucky, compared with most poor families who are hungry, Liu Xie can at least taste the delicacies of the mountains and seas, and no matter how hard the people's livelihood is, it will not be his turn.

At the same time, he was also unlucky.

Born in the emperor's family, it should have been brocade clothes and jade food, but Liu Xie's mistakes have become the new puppet after Liu Wei, in Dong Zhuo's claws, trembling, sleepless at night, always worried about whether there will be a day like his little brother, being killed by a pot of sake, people are born, why bother, always worry about being afraid, the food is not fragrant, what is more unlucky than this.

No matter what the general trend of history is, after Dong Zhuo's death, he was reverted to Cao Cao, and after Cao Cao, he succeeded Cao Pi, this young emperor who has the name of the emperor but has no emperor, how much better is it than the ordinary people?

Escorted out by Li Ru and more than a dozen eunuchs, this little emperor who was like a puppet had a expressionless face, a calm face, and slowly followed Li Ru's footsteps.

A knife stands horizontally, with a slightly thin body, carrying a big knife more than one meter long, it looks unusually funny, but no one dares to laugh, the blade is still dripping blood, and the soul under the knife has not yet dispersed, who dares to pick lice on the head of the king of Hades?

Liu Feng and Qiao Rui, one shot and one halberd, pulled left and right.

Full of favor Xin Bi slashed and hooked, coldly locked on Li Ru.

Only the man in white and the one-armed man who were out of step with everyone stood on the other side, looking at the little emperor, their eyes shining.

"Traitor, Hugh is rude to His Majesty."

Liu Feng's burly body stepped out, as Liu Bei's adopted son, he has always lived in the royal family, so everyone present, although the purpose is the same, but there is also a hurry, compared to others, Liu Feng is undoubtedly more anxious.

"Protect the emperor and go to Weiyang Palace." Li Ru's eyes were cold, he ignored Liu Feng, and said in a deep voice.

More than a dozen men who were eunuchs beside Liu Xie on the surface, but were actually dead fishermen, nodded, protected Liu Xie, who was pale, and slowly walked forward.

"Kill."

Seeing this, Liu Fengqiao and Xin Bi and the others glanced at each other, and did not hesitate to snatch up and make a move. (To be continued......)