Chapter 0020: Han Lu Temple, Mourning Emperor City, the Sea is Water (7)
Chang'an City, Weiyang Palace, bloody sunset.
The Yulin guards who were guarding the imperial city were suddenly stunned, and then they saw the firelight and smoke pillars rising in the palace city.
In the black smoke and fire, Wu Dong, the commander of Yulin Wei, rushed over with a Zen knife and shouted hysterically: "Escortββ"
In front of Weiyang Palace, dozens of palace walls in the palace city suddenly ignited a raging fire, the fire in the sky was as bloody and beautiful as the sunset, and the few Yu Lin guards of the guards were scattered everywhere, and a more powerful soldier in a strong suit carried a knife to slash and kill in the chaos.
The fire shined brightly, reflecting the dirty man's face.
He just shouted angrily and waved his parting hook.
The scattered hair flew in the firelight, and the parting hook instantly split out and pierced into Yu Linwei's chest, and the blood gushed wildly, and it was connected to the chain that picked up the man, smashing several people left and right. With a hard tug, he threw out the stump and broke his body into the front of the feather forest guards who rushed over like a tide, splashing the waves.
At this moment, all the hands of the Death Battalion of the First Army, which was only a hundred people, were trembling, their eyes were red, and they were cheering each other with their companions on the left and right, and then they heard the roar of the Yulin guards coming back, tearing off the string that was tense in their hearts.
"Kill them, killβ"
At this time, Wu Dong commanded Yulin Wei to attack the past, and at the same time brandished the Zhangba Zen knife in his hand to slash and slash the past, launching a fierce attack. The imperial city, which was guarded by a full 3,000 elites, was actually broken open, which made his face very unbearable, especially when he found that the other party only had a hundred people.
At this time, a soldier of the death battalion swung his knife and slashed towards Wu Dong, Wu Dong did not dodge or dodge, his right hand raised the Zhangba Zen knife, and he swung it out in the blink of an eye. The death battalion soldier still held the knife in his hand, and his body was still standing in place, but his vision was getting farther and darker......
Wu Dong glanced around, the entire imperial city exploded, the imperial city is the last bottom line of the Great New Dynasty, at this time, there is a fire, and the army's heart is in chaos!
Since you are all going to die, let you people be buried with you! Wu Dong shouted angrily in his chest.
The soldiers of the death battalion are afraid that it will be even more difficult to retreat after arson, and the Yulinwei of the imperial city has already reacted, and the soldiers are blocking it, and the plan for today is to hope that the large army can step up the offensive and quickly reinforce it!
After a few breaths, the dirty man waved the parting hook to meet five or six Yu Linwei, the chain was covered, and suddenly, the entire body of several Yu Linwei who rushed up was smashed out, and the iron hook covered the past, and the viscous and bloody blood and flesh were sprinkled on everyone below, and it was impossible to tell whether it was the spleen, stomach or liver when sprinkled on the ground.
On the other side, Wu Dongzhang's eight Zen knives swept across, cut off one person at the waist, and with a wave of his cane, he smashed a soldier from the death battalion who rushed over in the head, and rushed into the crowd, he shouted: "Kill them all-ahββ! β
Suddenly, the dirty man, together with the dozens of soldiers of the death battalion who survived, crashed into the crowd of people in a moment like a flood that burst the embankment, and was surrounded by the red-eyed Imperial City Yulinwei. Then the sword light was immersed, and everyone used the most savage and fierce posture towards the palace gate to kill back.
"Get out of here!"
In the midst of running and shouting, the dirty man was in front, his eyes were red, hook after hook numbly split the waves of people in front of him, and slammed into it, the chain tail ring swung left and right, and the parting hook was swept out of the way.
The footsteps did not stop, and continued to move forward, and the parting hook was grabbed into the stomach of a person, and the blood suddenly rushed out, and the armor seemed to be a general. But who cares about it now, the dirty man pushed the parting hook and chain against the soldier and kept moving forward, the chain shook suddenly at this time, and the dirty man's hand was swinging, and blood was spilled.
The heavy figures make the dirty man almost unable to see the hope of breaking out, but since he has fallen into this trap, what is there to fear of death?
After a pause, the dirty man shouted loudly, and once again plunged headlong into the surrounding soldiers, but behind him, there were fewer and fewer soldiers in the death battalion who could come out.
On the other side, an angry shout: "Want to escape? Did Ben agree!! β
The burly body of Wu Dong, the commander of Yulinwei, stepped on the wall battlement, jumped, and then fell violently, with a loud bang, the wide soles of his feet stepped on the ground, and the masonry suddenly sank in half, cracking the ground.
Wu Dong's bare head, thick but not long beard, and a Zhangba Zen knife in his hand slammed into the ground and inserted more than half a foot.
"Ahh
The two figures were entangled and twisted together, and the stones and wall stacks around them were swept up by the strong waves stimulated by the two of them.
Not far away, a soldier from the death battalion wanted to rush over to help, but unfortunately he was swept by a Zen knife, and the armor on his chest shattered, and the figure flew out upside down with blood.
"Leave me alone! Come on! β
"Let's go!!" The dirty man parted with the hook and danced, roared hysterically, and fought inextricably with Wu Dong.
Pedal Pedal β
Suddenly, a figure of people, followed by dozens or hundreds of figures, broke the balance and rushed from outside the palace at great speed.
In the blink of an eye, one of the figures who suddenly came over had rushed in front of Wu Dong, her heroic posture, short hair flying, 'Zheng-', a dragon gong poked out, "...... Death! β
In addition, he rode again, and the fat figure above danced a long stick with a long stick extremely flexibly, and shouted excitedly at the dirty man, "Hmm, hahahaha, Xu Zhaohua, you guy was originally thrown out of the city, hahaha, no wonder I can't find you everywhere in the city, but the speed is very fast, first I and the boss stepped into the palace......"
The dirty man stroked the short hair on the top of his head, brushed down the wheat straw, and showed his salt-white teeth, "Accept and promise, you are not slow, and it is the right time to come." β
Over there, Feng Baobao snorted lightly, Wu Dong hung the Zen knife horizontally, but his feet were not slow, he raised his foot and swept out, only swept the afterimage of the body of the war horse, and at the same time, the person who came had already swung out again, wiping the air and roaring, and the sound of 'oosh' hit the Zen knife again.
Wu Dong's body suddenly crooked, and he fell backwards, obviously under a lot of force.
β...... One more shot! β
Feng Baobao galloped over on horseback, his figure was as fast as lightning, and over there, Wu Dong saw a large number of cavalry galloping, and his heart sank suddenly, guessing that something was wrong, I am afraid that the outer city is no longer safe.
But on the other side, the person had already come, so he didn't dare to think about it anymore, the Zen knife blocked again, and was waved open by Feng Baobao, with a strong 'poof', with the brute force of the war horse, Feng Baobao had nothing to do. She came straight over, and with a cluster of figures, she turned to Wu Dong's side.
In an instant, Xu Zhaohua grinned, and also mentioned the parting hook to kill, Feng Baobao was even more military boots on the ground, his body seemed to rise sharply, and he poked it over, cooperating with Xu Zhaohua's hook.
Wu Dong could only eat it hard, so he flew up.
Leaning back, Wu Dongzhang Bazen Knife took off his hand in an instant, and his body slammed into the palace wall, and after a few convulsions, there was no movement.
Due to the addition of the cavalry, the powerful impact suddenly subverted the two sides, and the life and death of the main general were unknown, and the imperial city Yu Linwei was instantly defeated and fled.
β¦β¦......
Xu Zhaohua glanced at Feng Baobao and the fat man with a parting hook in his hand, and the three of them finally got together, and they put each other's shoulders on each other's shoulders and kowtowed for a while, Xu Zhaohua said: "How is it, are you two okay, are you injured?" β
Feng Baobao rubbed his head and giggled, "Don't worry, not only was you not injured, but you also picked up Wang Mang's Kang Long Gong." But where did you get that hook? β
"Ancestor...... The parting hook that has been handed down, I have always used it as a belt......"
The fat man laughed in a rough voice, "Xu Zhaohua, did you also receive a message from a wooden sign, so you rushed over?" β
Xu Zhaohua hummed, "We are now in the illusion set by that prophet back then, and I am afraid that it has nothing to do with the echoes, the sound of water, the sound of wind chimes, and the smell of lamp oil in the underground cave where we were at that time. β
"Then as long as we kill Wang Mang in this illusion according to what he said, we can get out of trouble?" Feng Baobao raised his head and asked.
Xu Zhaohua and the fat man also raised their heads, Xu Zhaohua nodded, "It's not difficult to kill Wang Mang, the difficult thing is that I wonder if there will be other tricks after I go out, judging from the current situation, the prophet who designed Wang Mang's mausoleum in SD's hometown has a high understanding and attainment of feng shui secret arts, I am afraid that in order to harm Wang Mang so that his ancestors cannot turn over, there must be strange behind the mausoleum." β
The fat man clapped his hands, stomped on the ground and said: "Whatever, take one step at a time, take two steps and see two steps, if the prophet really has such a great ability and doesn't want us to get out alive, how can we get to this point now, let's go out from this illusion first, and then I will extinguish all the wind chimes and everlasting lights outside!" Grandma's, I almost let the fat man blow the lamp and pull out the wax here! β
Feng Baobao patted the shoulders of the two of them, and the ponytail flicked up, "Then let's go, send Wang Mang to see his ancestor first~"
β¦β¦......
In Weiyang Palace, it is resplendent and beautiful.
The fine white jade paved floor shines with a warm light, the phoenix spreads its wings on the cornices carved from sandalwood, the floating windows carved from green tiles, and the wall panels stacked with jade. The straight pillars on both sides are carved with lifelike dragon patterns, and the two dragons have golden scales and golden armor, vivid, as if they want to fly into the air, and the phoenix on the palace is far away.
At the end of a straight road, as the jade steps slowly rose, the sandalwood lit on the pedestal, the smoke, spread all the way to the three seats. There were only two people on the seat, the dragon chair in the middle was empty, the queen was on the left, and the imperial concubine was on the right, and the two were sitting precariously, as if waiting for a historical verdict.
The queen was wearing a pale golden Tianfeng court dress, and her eyebrows were tied with dragon and phoenix playing beads and gold to wipe her forehead. The imperial concubine wore a slightly simple plain white brocade robe, and the dark brown threads embroidered the fabric with strange and strong flower branches, extending from the skirt to the waist.
Outside, the stars are dotted, the moonlight is like water, and in the small pavilion in the middle of the lake in front of Weiyang Palace, bursts of smoke rise, blending with the moonlight, as if covering a layer of light veil.
The river water is clear, as clear as the Milky Way, under the starlight and moonlight, it emits a faint luster, and there is an indescribable aura and beauty.
At night in the palace city, the lonely street trees outside the Weiyang Palace and the light on the road opened by Meng Meng are intertwined, and the strange tranquility in the troubled times is strange.
Since the killing didn't happen, maybe it's still on the way......
In the last palace of the entire empire, the guarded Yu Linwei vigilantly drew his sword and looked around, brewing an imminent, futile but fearless resistance.
On the other side of the palace gate, in the dark night, the two stood separately, their armor hideous, and their hands holding large knives or copper sticks.
Yu Linwei turned around and saw that there was someone at the door, and he couldn't see it clearly in the night, so he shouted: "What person?" β
"More Shijun, Guan Tianyang-"
"More Shijun, Luan Zhenghao-"
Later, the footsteps behind the two of them swarmed over, shadows and shadows, red clothes and leather armor, holding steel knives.
In a breath gap, the first army broke through the palace gate of the last line of defense, like a group of crazy demons.
Guan Tianyang's cold sword tip was the first to point over, and Yu Linwei, who was only a hundred people left, roared, and dozens of figures swarmed with rustling footsteps, swarming, and went to death brazenly.
At night, the cold wind turned by, and the murderous intent was monstrous.
Before Yu Linwei, who rushed in front of him, could scream miserably, he was slashed to the ground by the Qinglong broadsword. I only heard a gust of evil wind, and then, Guan Tianyang's figure approached, and a green dragon big knife slashed across the night sky and came towards them.
The big knife then slashed, broke forward, and then swept, and suddenly, blood poured out, mixed with the sound of bones breaking, and several Yu Linwei instantly slashed into blood and threw themselves on the ground and convulsed.
Behind, the soldiers of the First Army crossed over with several pairs of footsteps, galloping, and the blades slammed over.
Several Yulin guards who were pushed forward came towards Guan Tianyang, Guan Tianyang took a step back, and the green dragon sword danced to block, banging a few times, and several slashing blades covered it. Guan Tianyang's eyes flashed with excitement, he turned around and waved, and the big knife cut a half-garden, and with a snort, the blade spread out on the armor of those people, and then fell to the ground and groaned.
In the battle, the crowd of the first army broke through, and Luan Zhenghao rushed over with the figure of the octagonal mixed copper stick, his steps were calm, the speed was extremely fast, and then he jumped, and the cold light of the copper stick in his hand buzzed in the air, and smashed directly on the halberd of a powerful general of Yu Linwei, which exploded with a piercing loud sound.
"W-angβ"
As soon as the two of them fought, they immediately separated, Luan Zhenghao's eyes were solemn, and he fixed his trembling wrist, and shouted: "It's a lot stronger than the previous reckless thieves, boy, which number one are you under the command of reckless thieves?" β
"Thief, see if you have the ability to know!"
The next moment, Xiao Jiang's figure swooped forward, and in a blink of an eye, the distance between the two was shortened, and Luan Zhenghao did not hesitate to meet him.
In an instant, the two collided.
Bang bang bang β
The two of them slashed a few moves, and their speed was also very fast, and they were also amazingly powerful, scraping the protruding palace wall, leaving deep marks, and rubble and flying rocks splashed everywhere.
After a few more hard moves, suddenly, Xiao shook his body, stiffened, he clenched his teeth, took a few steps back, and the tiger's mouth was in hot pain.
At some point, the tiger's mouth had cracked, and blood soaked through the halberd.
But then, he actually looked up to the sky and laughed, "Thief, you have been tricked, my emperor has already left the palace, and one day, you will be defeated!" β
"Cao, shit, quickly block the palace gate!"
Luan Zhenghao scolded, put away the octagonal mixed copper stick, turned around and jumped away, straddled the horse's back, turned around and clamped the horse's belly, only to hear the sound of 'Di Lu Lu Lu', and immediately rushed out to report the news.
The horses rushed out of the palace frantically, and in the Weiyang Palace, there were many people, and then there were blood lights floating by, and the sound of shouting and killing sounded in all directions.
Later, in the main hall, the oil and wax overturned, and the fire was blazing, and the two women above the high hall still sat calmly on their chairs, and they took one last look at the familiar palace, closed their eyes, and gladly died.
β¦β¦......
The moonlight is like water, sprinkled in the forest, and there is a misty clear light flowing.
"Drive-"
Pedal Pedal β
A rugged path, Wang Mang's horsewhip twitched wildly, crushing over the uneven potholes and stones, bumping and bumping. Wang Mang's figure also shook, his hair fluttering in the wind, and the dead wood branches he stepped on made a creaking crunch under the violent impact.
"Whew-"
A wind blew, and Wang Mang's fast horse fell to the ground with its head slammed into the dirt of the woods in an extremely distorted position, and died violently.
And Wang Mang was also thrown out, the horsewhip in his hand was raised high, and soon stopped in mid-air.
On the tree, a hunting figure threw out the parting hook, grabbed the horsewhip, and played in the air, shivering in the moonlight, and the cold was pressing.
"Eng... Hero spare, what do you want...... I will not forget the great kindness of the heroes. β
On the ground, Wang Mang, who had been thrown half to death, raised his head with difficulty, his bright yellow dragon robe was shattered into rags, and he looked at the hunting figure in the treetops, begging for mercy with blood on his face.
"The people of the world want you to die, how can I show mercy to my subordinates." The hunter figure responded.
"Huh...... Hehehe, it seems that I have no way to escape today, I have only been on the throne for a long time, and I am really a little reluctant......"
"When you raise the butcher's knife to the people, you should be able to think that you will die under the butcher's knife of others in the future!" Behind the tree, Feng Baobao walked out with a dragon gong on his shoulder.
"Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize a boat, Wang Mang, you have made it yourself to get to where you are today." The fat man walked out from the other side, clenching his fists.
Wang Mang knew that he had no hope of living, so he simply stopped giving in, stood up stiffly, looked up to the sky and laughed, "Then come, die, why should I be afraidββ! β
"Whoosh-"
A bright light flew out from the hand of the fourth figure, and with a pop, the bright light went straight into Wang Mang's chest.
Later, the other figure in the woods came out, the young hero, his name is Ah Crazy, and his name is Qin Feng.
In the forest behind the imperial city, the night was dark, and crows were hovering overhead.
Wang Mang's pupils dilated, staring at the dagger on his chest, and his body fell down.
A generation of ministers, a generation of new emperors, Wang Mang, died, died in the troubled times.
In fact, people are walking towards the grave as soon as they are born, and their whole life is going to the grave.
It's just that Wang Mang walked into the grave in advance.
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