But from beginning to end, Jiang Rin did not intend to defeat the army, Lan Qing guessed that his mind was to capture the thief and capture the king first, and in front of the emperor, he already had enough reasons to destroy Jiang Province.

On the side of the Qing monarch, destroy the ministers.

Jiang Province has already rebelled, so he only needs to kill Jiang Province to defeat the hearts of the hundred armies at once.

The finale is generally very chaotic, in order to let the hero and heroine have a role, Bian Luo, who should have been out of the plan, thought that her husband was really wronged and hurried into the palace, for fear that she would make trouble, and the protagonist's aura was superimposed, Lan Qing locked her alone somewhere and made several precautions.

Lan Qing only had two things left to do, defeat the army and secretly help Jiang Rin.

She raised her hand towards the pale sky, and a pillar of light went straight to the sky, and with a bang, everything shook, the wind swept through, the flowers withered, and the blizzard fell.

The whole country, the people of Beijing all remember that day, the gods of heaven sent down divine punishment, under the sky in December, countless heavenly fires fell, smashed under the imperial city, the vast soup, the flames burned half of the sky red, the beacon smoke raged, causing countless soldiers to defend the city and millions of rebel soldiers and horses to die in the catastrophe of the heavenly fire.

There were countless people's wails under the city wall, Lan Qing didn't even look at it, she took a deep breath, her steps were a little unsteady, she gathered her spirit, and hurried back to the eaves of Zhengyang Palace, quietly observing the situation below.

The hall was scattered, under the sword qi, Jiang Rin was still reluctant to open with Jiang Province, the pen in his hand was dexterous to resist several attacks, and the pen was already scarred.

Jiang Province was not to be outdone, and always dealt with him, making vicious moves, and not giving Jiang Rin the slightest respite.

Lan Qing wondered on the roof, this didn't seem to be quite the same as the original book, it was proper for Jiang Province to suppress Jiang Rin in the original book, and even before the rebels entered the city, Jiang Rin had already lost to Jiang Province.

Being able to hold on to this point in time, and not falling behind at all, Lan Qing touched her chin, a little puzzled.

Will the butterfly effect be as strong as this?

She's going to come over and help.

The situation in the house has gradually become clear, Jiang Rin heard the exhaustion gradually accumulating in Jiang Province, and the wheezing sound became louder and louder, he calmed down, his expression was calm, it was time to fight back.

"Your mother, it is indeed my hand."

What the!

Jiang Xing's nerves seemed to be broken, this was the first time he heard Jiang Rin clearly, and he clearly admitted that the offensive in his hand hesitated for a second, and was slashed by Jiang Rin empty-handed, and the sonorous long sword fell to the ground, making a crisp sound, and the next second, the brush and pen hit the neck dead hole.

"Don't move, as soon as I push hard, you'll die." Jiang Rin lowered his voice and raised his arm, the tip of the pen pressed against Jiang Xing's blood.

Jiang Xing's chest rose and fell urgently, and his face still maintained a stunned expression, and the endless resentment made him tremble all over, and his eyes stared at Jiang Rin without blinking.

He sneered and asked rhetorically, "What?" Don't dare to do it? ”

"I just have one more thing I want to verify." Jiang Rin raised his hand and sealed the acupuncture points on his body with the barrel of the pen.

Jiang Xing froze in place, unable to move, he didn't expect that the imperial brother seemed to be a scholar, but he could also do martial arts, and the technique of sealing the acupuncture was extremely clever.

"You've already lost, Jiang Province."

Jiang Rin's coffin is conclusive.

Jiang Province's green muscles burst out, countless sweat appeared on his forehead, dripping from the side of his cheeks, indignant, unwilling, and like the palace change many years ago, he always made a bad move.

But it's okay, he still has a back-up move.

No matter how powerful Jiang Rin is, can he still compare to thousands of troops?