Chapter Ninety-Five: The Lordless Throne

The reason why Yue Mochen was able to use such a means was all because the former General Yue, who was the figure in armor, broke the world's restrictions on Yue Mochen's strength.

"We are all black-armored guards, we are invincible beings, we killed him together!"

Suddenly, a soldier in black armor let out a loud shout, and then took the lead in rushing towards Yue Mochen.

And the other black-armored guards, driven by this person, also rushed towards Yue Mochen.

"I don't know what to say!"

Yue Mochen shook his head slightly, and then with a wave of his hand, he saw an invisible wave of qi knocking all the black-armored guards away.

In an instant, the entire gloomy cell was quiet again.

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"You're all alright!"

After a while, Yue Mochen came to the cell of the generals who had been arrested with him and released them all.

"General Qiyu, we'll be fine!" the generals knelt down on one knee and said.

"If that's the case, then I'll kill it together!"

As he spoke, Yue Mochen took the lead and rushed towards the exit of the cell.

And the generals behind him also picked up some weapons of the dead black-armored guards, and then went to the prison door with Yue Mochen to kill.

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"Kill, kill, kill!"

At the exit of the cell, at this moment, Yue Mochen was leading a group of generals to fight with a group of black-armored guards.

I don't know why, the black-armored janissaries who were invincible in the past seemed so weak and vulnerable under the charge of these generals led by Yue Mochen.

In just a moment, under the rush of Yue Mochen and the others, these black-armored guards all died in their hands.

"Go and your family, I have something to do, so I won't go with you!"

After Yue Mochen waved his goodbye to the generals, he went straight in the direction of the palace.

The generals wanted to chase after them, but Yue Mochen disappeared after a few flickeres in their eyes, which made them powerless even if they had the heart.

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"Yes, yes, good jump, I will reward you well today!"

In a palatial hall, Emperor Zhao Yizheng was not happy to watch the dancing girls in front of him, and a beautiful concubine beside him was constantly feeding Zhao Yi all kinds of delicious fruits with her slender jade hands.

Bang!

At that moment, the door was suddenly kicked open, and a bloodied man walked in through the kicked door.

Hearing such a big movement, almost everyone's eyes were attracted to it.

"The little people from there dared to disturb my Yaxing, and they were about to take it down and kill it directly!"

Looking at this person with red armor stained with dark red blood, Zhao Yi frowned, and then waved his hand at the guards.

"Leave him alone, keep playing, keep dancing!"

After watching the guards surround the man, Zhao Yi didn't take a second look, and directly ordered the dancers and musicians to continue the performance.

"I don't know what to say!"

Seeing that Zhao Yi was already dead and didn't know it, the figure surrounded by a group of guards couldn't help but chuckle, and then waved his hand at the guards who surrounded him.

Bang! Bang!

In the astonished eyes of everyone in the hall, one of the guards was knocked out like a cannonball, slamming into the wall of the hall and losing their life one by one.

"Who the hell are you?"

Seeing that his guards died in the hands of this mysterious person before they all survived the time of three breaths, Zhao Yi couldn't help but be a little frightened.

The dancers and musicians around all stopped playing and fled.

"The one who killed you!"

After killing all the guards around him, this person came to Zhao Yi's face.

"You can't kill me, I'm the emperor today!" Zhao Yi kept retreating in horror.

"Really!"

A smile crossed this person's face, and then he raised his sword and cut off Zhao Yi's head.

"Won't I kill this!"

Looking at Zhao Yi's head rolling to the ground, this person couldn't help but chuckle.

With a chuckle, the black scarf on his face slowly slid off, revealing a very cold and handsome face!

This person was Yue Mochen, who had just escaped from the cell.

"I've avenged your revenge for you, shouldn't you also dissipate!" Yue Mochen shouted as he looked up to the sky.

Quiet!

After Yue Mochen shouted, no one answered his words.

"What the hell do you want me to do!" Yue Mochen shouted again.

Buzz! Buzz!

This time, Yue Mochen's words finally responded, and he saw a person in armor suddenly appear in front of him.

"What exactly do you want me to do for you?" Yue Mochen asked suspiciously.

The man in armor did not answer Yue Mochen's words, but pointed to the dragon robe on Zhao Yi's body.

"You mean, let me find someone to replace him as emperor!" Yue Mochen asked tentatively.

The man in armor nodded in agreement, and then disappeared into the hall.

"Okay, I'll help you find a benevolent monarch to succeed you!" Yue Mochen muttered as he looked at the place where the figure had disappeared.

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In the morning, there was an earth-shaking news in the imperial city.

Emperor Zhao was also assassinated in the palace, and because Zhao also had no heirs, and in order to leave a will to inherit, now the throne is vacant and no one inherits.

And after hearing the news, all the princes were recruiting, and they were all ready to move.

Among them, Prince Puyu is the strongest, Prince Xiuyi's strength is the middle, and Prince Rongqing's strength is the second.

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Along the Huaishui River, the Great Song Dynasty military camp.

In the camp where the commanders of the three armies lived, a famous general was discussing something fiercely at this moment.

"I think that if there is no master today, and the three princes have become self-reliant, those of us who are the people of the Great Song Dynasty should quell the turmoil and assist one of them to ascend to the throne. One of the generals suggested.

"But we support the prince?" asked another general.

"We... We... Hearing the general's rhetorical question, the previous general couldn't help but be speechless.

"I think Prince Puyu is the most powerful right now, and we will undoubtedly be the fastest to help him ascend to the throne. A burly general suggested.

"No, it is rumored that Prince Puyu has a cruel temperament, and if he is allowed to ascend to the throne, the people will definitely be ruined. ”

As soon as the burly general's words fell, another general immediately retorted.

"Or Prince Shuichi, it is said that Prince Shuichi loves the people like a son, and often distributes food in his own territory to help the victims..."

The general's words immediately retorted to other generals: "No, Prince Xiuyi is too kind to take on the heavy responsibility of the emperor." ”

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All of a sudden, in this tent, the generals had their own opinions and quarreled endlessly.

"Enough!

At this moment, Wang Yao, who was on the throne, scolded loudly, causing the generals to stop arguing.

"You are all people with extraordinary status in the army now, what kind of quarrel is this!"

"Now let's vote in favor of Prince Puyu's show of hands!"

Wang Yao's words fell, and immediately some generals raised their support.

"Prince Puyu's eight votes!"

"Raise your hand in favor of Prince Xiuyi!" Wang Yao began the next round of voting after counting the number of generals who supported Prince Puyu.

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After a while, all the generals had already made their choices, and Wang Yao had already completed the statistics.

"I announce that the one with the most votes is ·····"

"Wait!"

Just as Wang Yao was about to announce the results, a voice that was very familiar to everyone came from the door of the tent.

"Is it so?"

The moment they heard the voice, the generals couldn't help but stand up one by one, and then looked at the tent with anticipation, wanting to see if their guess was successful.

Da-da!

With the sound of footsteps, a young man walked into the tent.

"See the General!"

At the moment of looking at the Dalai people, all the generals, including Wang Yao, knelt on one knee and said very respectfully.

"Get up!" As he spoke, Yue Mochen walked to Wang Yao's side, and then sat down on the main seat.

"I have just heard that you are discussing helping the prince, and I want me to say that none of the three princes are fit to inherit the throne. ”

Yue Mochen's words were like a thunderbolt, causing the generals to be stunned in place.

"Why do you have any opinions, don't be restrained and speak out boldly!" Yue Mochen smiled.

"The last general has no opinion!"

"The last general has no opinion either!"

The first to express his stance were the left general Wang Yao and the right general, the two former right-hand men of Yue Mochen.

"The last general, no opinion!"

"The last general, support the general!"

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In an instant, all the generals took a stand, and not a single one of them had any objections.

Seeing his subordinates supporting him so much, Yue Mochen smiled inadvertently.

"Thank you all for your support, what I want to support now to become the emperor is called Zhao Huizong, this person was born to the first emperor and a palace maid, this person is the most suitable person to be the emperor now, whether it is parallel or the city government. ”

Yue Mochen's gaze swept over all the generals, and when he saw that none of the generals showed any opposition, Yue Mochen couldn't help but smile again.

Bloodline is more important than anything else in this world, and as long as the prince and vassal king do not die, there is no way that anyone will support a person with impure blood as emperor.

And now, after Yue Mochen said that he would support such a person with impure blood as emperor, none of the generals objected, which can not be said to be that these generals were not in awe of Yue Mochen.

"Come in!"

Yue Mochen shouted outside the tent.

Da-da!

With the sound of crisp footsteps, a thin young man with a scholarly atmosphere walked into the camp.

"Let me introduce you to him, he is Zhao Huizong, that is, the future emperor. ”

"See Your Majesty!" As soon as Yue Mochen's words fell, the generals immediately shouted at the young man.

"What do you mean, generals, please get up!"

Seeing that the generals were so respectful to him, Zhao Huizong couldn't help but be a little flattered.