But Yang Suchang's shouts and footsteps stopped on the spot, the incoming army was covered with blood, and Empress Yang took a step back, no-not - not her father, let alone Yuyang Hou's people!

She staggered and fell to the ground, with a sword, spear and halberd on her neck.

The one who jumped to the front was a young man in a coarse linen shirt covered with silver silk armor, the blood stains on his face didn't have time to wipe it off, and the cold light in his hand was pinched tightly, it was actually Su Yicongee and Cao Guxin, the two generals of Huairong were present, could it be that this is Huairong soldiers and horses? !

That-what about the three major battalions, what about the Marquis of Yuyang?

Yang Suchang's heart suddenly fell into a thousand catties.

"Back to the little prince, the three armies of the Chu River are cutting off the 4,200 people of the Shenji Battalion on the way here, and those who are in the chaos in Shengjing City and are not disarming and surrendering have all been killed, and they are all under control!" Although Su Yicongee was young, his words were clear and loud, and he didn't even give the extremely noble Empress Yang a look.

Yang Suchang knew that the general trend had gone, and there must have been a vicious battle outside the palace, and the soldiers and horses of the Marquis of Yuyang had fought with them and even didn't know the whereabouts of her father's life and death, she shouted hoarsely: "Huairong Battalion also entered Beijing without a holy edict, isn't it that he came to kill the king and force the palace!" Shenwu Wei swore to protect the royal peace and the safety of the forbidden city, have you all forgotten! ”

Huairong Ying dared to fight with the Gyeonggi Guard, and now that he has entered the Taichen Garden, he will also press the sword, gun, sword and halberd on her Empress Yang's body, all of them are rebellious ministers and thieves who want to be a raccoon dog with Feng Mingxi, Changshui Wei, Shenwuwei, so many commanders of the forbidden army are all silent here, do you want to watch Feng Mingxi, a traitorous villain, take power alone!

The Shenwu Guards were all darkened when they heard this, who dared to forget their duties as a janissaries, although they could not get the orders of General Shi and Captain Jian, but they all knew that it was difficult to stop the mouth of Youyou tonight, and everyone exchanged expressions with each other, and they all drew their swords towards the Huairong Battalion.

This "chaotic army" was originally fighting all the way in, but now when they saw that the Gyeonggi Praetorian Guards had turned against each other, they were also full of bows and sharp edges, and they were suddenly tense.

It's a good show - tonight is really a good show, Wu Qishu's eyes turned and half-hidden Shenxing in the shadows, only to see Da Yan a royal battle hearty, but he smiled and sneered, noisy - the more noisy, the more chaotic, the more chaotic, the happier he was.

"The Nine Dragons Throne, the capable live there."

The barbarians of Beirong grinned and ridiculed, people who can stand on the throne of God have never had anything to do with morality, and in the final analysis, which of the "famous teachers and Qing monarchs" is not a chaotic minister and a thief, and cannibalism.

Hey!

Feng Mingxi's cold eyes swept over Wu Qishu, although his expression was pale and weak, it did not reduce the bright light under his eyes, and he was not beautiful for a moment, but on the contrary, he was cold and arrogant with the cold glow of the stars.

"How about Hetugia?" He asked suddenly.

Wu Qishu squinted, and at that moment, Huairong Ying's sword suddenly turned its head to the Little Eagle Division and besieged them, and before the thin man could react, he was shocked: "Feng Mingxie, what are you going to do?!" ”

Feng Xiao Wang Ye casually tilted his head and stepped back, and Miss Yue Chi was already in front of him.

"This king thinks that General Wuqishu is quite reasonable, and people in the world will always know that I Feng Mingxie colluded with Beirong to become a traitor to the monarch, but who can spread these words?"

The words that are light and breezy fall on the ears of smart people, like a basin of cold water poured on the head.

Wu Qishu threatens Feng Ming evil with reputation, if the Eagle Master returns to Beirong alive, wouldn't everyone know, even so, it is better to be buried in Dayan.

The lean man jumped like thunder but did not break the gap, the scimitar in his hand suddenly showed a cold light, and his dark eyes carried the coldness that had been precipitated: "Feng Mingxie, if you want to use Huairong to kill me, you can't do it, but don't forget, you are making a khan ring, if Hetujiya knows that you framed my eagle master and buried him in Shengjing City, he will definitely not give up!" ”

The entire army of the Eagle Division was annihilated in Dayan, how did Feng Mingxie explain to Hetujiya.

The two countries finally had a moment of border defense, why do they want to have another ten years of misery?

Those who start wars are the main culprits.

Feng Xiaowangye's eyelashes drooped slightly, which of the decisions he made this night was not deliberate, and which one had regretted for a moment, the man gently covered the wound on his shoulder and chest, the pain was unbearable, and the bleeding could not be stopped.

"Hetujiya did trust this king with one thing," his blood-stained fingertips wiped the corners of his lips, and the red ones were like a woman's lip grease, no, at all, like a man-eating demon, Feng Ming's lazy eyebrows and eyes were slightly stretched, and the tip of his tongue licked the blood marks on his finger bones, looking at the black and white here, "Hurry, exhaust, kill, and kill." ”

He was careless.

Make a clean sweep of.

Eagle Division, they all have to die.

"What did you say?!" Wu Qishu's eyes are like copper bells, their little khan is going to kill his own army?!

Feng Mingxie flicked down his sleeves: "Is the third battalion of the Eagle Division loyal to Hetujiya, two years ago, he colluded with the beggar martyrs, and then tried in vain to help Prince Gaoleqi make a comeback, you really think that the gods don't know the ghosts, and no one knows what Goleqi was killed by Hetujiya, if your little highness wants to become a new khan, the first thing is to kill the old ministers and break the suspicion." ”

Kill the old ministers and cut off the speculation.

Whether it was loyal to the old khan or the former prince, or to every self-proclaimed righteous person in this royal court, as long as there was half a disloyalty to him.

Kill.

The desert of Beirong was snatched from the bloody rain by the young man like an eagle falcon with one hand, he watched his father die in Wuhuaimen, and his brother did not hesitate to start a war in order to fight for power.

Beirong Eagle Division is loyal to the old Khan, Ma Shou is Zhan, and naturally it is inseparable from the former prince, brave and good at fighting and deep-rooted, it is not easy to easily cut off the connection between the three Eagle Divisions and weaken them one by one, Xu is not careful, he will be impeached by the Twenty-Eight Ministry, Hetujiya lacks a legitimate reason, then, Feng Mingxie will give him one.

When stealing this Eagle Master Khan ring, the two had already tacitly made a deal.

Wu Qishu understood, and was shocked, the eagle master died in Dayan, all the fault will naturally not be taken to Hetujiya, the world only says that Feng Mingxie is a person who does not keep his word, however, this man, rampant and unscrupulous, never cares what people in the world say, he can knife his friends, and he can also talk and laugh with enemies.

For a moment, you can barely tell if he is right or evil, because you can't figure out what he wants to do next.

"Y-you mean!" The eyes of the vultures were red.

Feng Mingxie was calm, and his fingertips moved: "Kill." He just said that one word, very lightly and lightly.

At that moment, Su Yicongee's knife light had already split the night lantern and rushed towards the Little Eagle Division, and the Taichen Garden was chaotic, the blood was soaked in the spring of the summer flowers, and the screams and fights were endless.

From the depths of the sword light and sword shadow, there was also a roar of Wuqishu.

"Feng Mingxie, do you think that if you help Hetujiya clear the way to become emperor, he will be grateful to you? No way! He wants to take off your head to avenge his father! ”

Feng Mingxie turned his back and laughed: "This king is waiting." He twisted his fingertips, and there are no more people in the world who want Feng Ming's evil head, and there is no less than one.

The warm night of the original late spring and early summer was cold and terrifying, not so much a fight as a one-sided pit killing, Wu Qishu only brought nearly a hundred soldiers, and could not stop the bloody battle of the Huairong camp, it is conceivable that the remaining hundreds of men and horses who were ambushed outside Shengjing City had already been slaughtered.

Captain Jian's back trembled, his palms were full of sweat, he stopped all the actions of the Janissary Guards, and subconsciously looked at Shi Hai, only to see the general shaking his head towards him-

Tonight's chaos, Shengjing City's civil and military officials, it is best - no one should get involved in meddle, just watch and not move.

Not to mention that these generals and captains were terrified, and the hundreds of officials who knelt on the ground were even more trembling, and they were most afraid, that Feng Ming was red-eyed, and he had the right to slaughter all the insiders in the entire Taichen Garden.

After all, it is not uncommon for men to turn a blind eye to the death of the Son of Heaven, even if they do something rebellious.

Only promises, silent cicadas.

Feng Mingxie didn't care about the life or death of those Beirong soldiers, his eyes swept over the adults who didn't dare to raise their heads under the field, and suddenly frowned slightly, as if thinking of something: "Aftermath." He drank lightly, and the words were addressed to Yue Chi, and the words had disappeared under the shadow of the flowers.

Yue Chi didn't dare to slack off, but his eyes subconsciously avoided Dongting's corpse, the blood light in Taiyuan witnessed the history of the Dayan Dynasty, and this night was the beginning of another charter.

The people of Shengjing City may not know what happened at the Hundred Flowers Lantern Banquet tonight, but this night is comparable to the day when the first emperor died more than a few months ago.

Fires were scattered in the streets.

Feng Mingxie chased out of the city regardless of the aftermath of the palace, not for anything else, but among the hundreds of civil and military officials in Taichen Garden, he didn't see Cheng Youze.

Lord Cheng is the imperial history of the capital, and he should be on the same level as the six departments on the side of Zaifu, but he is missing his figure when he turns upside down, Lord Cheng obviously left quietly halfway through drinking, where can he go.

Naturally, it is Dali Temple.

Since Feng Mingxie can come from thousands of miles away, Lu Yixuan, who has been wanted for several months, is naturally in Shengjing, if the little prince leads troops to break into the city, then the girl of the Lu family must go to the meeting alone, and Gu Qingxun of Dali Temple is the target she wants to save.

Cheng Youze knew it in his heart, since he couldn't change the pattern of the emperor's throne in the palace, then he would never want Lu Yiyun to get what he wanted.

When Lord Cheng arrived with nearly 100 slaves and miscellaneous servants in his family, Dali Temple had already become a pot of porridge, Lu Yixuan was a little general, everyone knew that she could be good at fighting eighteen weapons, but no matter how brave and resourceful she was, she was exhausted if you wanted to protect a person.