The atmosphere in the Jinluan Hall suddenly became depressing, the ministers bowed their heads and were silent, and no one dared to look at the crown prince.

One of the ministers, Wei Wuji, stepped forward, and he bowed deeply to the prince: "Your Royal Highness the prince, I am willing to lead troops to suppress these thieves!" ”

The crown prince glanced at him, and there seemed to be some appreciation in his eyes, "Do you know that they have already broken through Jingzhou and Luling, and even Jianchang has already surrendered them, are you sure?" ”

Wei Wuji replied firmly, "Even if you die, you must protect my Liang's Jiangshan Sheji!" ”

But he didn't know that the prince was just using him.

Hearing this, the prince's heart moved slightly, and he nodded, "Then you can go, but you must come back alive, I still need you." ”

The crown prince said something high-sounding, and let Wei Wuji leave.

Wei Wuji bowed respectfully and left the Jinluan Palace.

The rebel army marched to a canyon, and Jing Beihan ordered the army to rest in place.

"The scenery here is so beautiful," Zuo Xingyan sighed, his eyes lingering on the deep and magnificent canyon.

Jing Beihan looked at her bright eyes and smiled, "Really? Is it comparable to you? ”

Zuo Xingyan smiled and nudged him, "Don't be kidding." How can these scenery of undulating peaks and waterfalls be comparable to people? ”

Jing Beihan looked at her deeply and whispered, "I'm serious, Xingyan, you are the most beautiful scenery I've ever seen." ”

Zuo Xingyan was a little shy by his straightforward praise, and changed the topic: "The magnificence of this canyon is somewhat similar to our journey, although it is tortuous, but as long as we persist, we will definitely be able to see the most beautiful scenery." ”

Jing Beihan smiled slightly and held her hand tightly, "Yes, let's go down together." ”

Just as the two of them were immersed in the beautiful scenery of the canyon, a purple gas suddenly flashed in the sky.

The purple qi was like a dragon, hovering in the sky, and then slowly descending, revolving around Jingbei Han.

The sight of purple qi hovering in the sky was too shocking.

The soldiers pointed to the sky, their faces filled with horror and confusion, but more of awe and awe.

In the midst of the many gazes, the purple qi dragon circled down and surrounded Jing Beihan, gilding him with a mysterious halo.

After the purple qi in the sky disappeared, everyone fell silent.

Suddenly, a bearded general in his prime shouted: "Your Highness, the heavens clearly show that you are the son of heaven and the future emperor of Daliang!" ”

His words seemed to detonate the powder keg of silence, and in an instant, everyone knelt down one after another, shouting loudly like a bell: "Hurray, hooray, hurray!" ”

In the excited shouts of the soldiers, Jing Beihan took a deep breath, he raised his head, looked directly at everyone, and then said lightly: "Everyone, I didn't mean to seize the throne. My Jingbei Han has only one goal, that is, to eliminate the corruption of the imperial court and restore the prosperity and tranquility of the Great Liang. As for the throne, as long as I can contribute to the people of Daliang, no matter who sits in that position, I will do my best to support him. ”

His words were firm and reverberated through the canyon.

The soldiers were touched by his determination, and an incomparably powerful conviction arose in their hearts: "Follow him, and we will be able to achieve our ideals." ”

Zuo Xingyan next to her looked at Jing Beihan, her heart was moved by his tenacity and determination, she said slowly: "Beihan, you are our hope, you will definitely be able to achieve your ideals, and everyone and I will support you." ”

Hearing this, the soldiers strengthened their convictions, and they shouted loudly: "We are willing to follow Your Highness until the corruption of the imperial court is cleared, and until the prosperity of the Great Liang is restored!" ”

Their voices, echoing through the canyons, reverberated throughout the land.

The rebels and the rebel army led by Wei Wuji soon met on the battlefield.

Before the war, Jing Beihan and Zuo Xingyan sat on their horses, looking at Wei Wuji in front of the battle, Jing Beihan said loudly: "Wei Wuji, are you at ease when you wantonly attack innocent people for the sake of this corrupt court?"

Wei Wuji sneered, rode forward, and sneered: "Jing Beihan, Zuo Xingyan, you have rebelled without authorization and messed up with my Great Liang Country, I am protecting the innocent." Then you should ask yourselves, are you at peace? ”

Zuo Xingyan did not flinch, but sneered: "Our purpose is to overthrow this corrupt court and let the people live a truly peaceful life. This is righteousness, don't you see, Wei Wuji? ”

Wei Wuji was silent for a moment, then looked at them deeply, "Life and death on the battlefield are determined, let's divide the victory and defeat in the battle." With that, he spurred his horse back to his position.

Jing Beihan and Zuo Xingyan fought with Wei Wuji's army on the Long Ridge, and the battle was as fierce as a sea of fire and a fierce wind. Although Wei Wuji's army is small in number, its tactics are flexible and pressing step by step, and Wei Wuji's own tactics are profound, and the unique tactical deployment makes the male and female protagonists feel great pressure.

Zuo Xingyan stepped on the horse's back, frowning slightly.

She raised her arms and closed her eyes tightly, as if sensing the subtle changes in the air around her.

For a moment, the air seemed to freeze, and the soldiers of the rebel army felt an unusual chill.

Then, a gust of wind blew and the leaves rustled. The wind that seemed to be stimulated gathered from all directions, constantly surrounding Zuo Xingyan and dancing with her.

At this moment, Zuo Xingyan exhaled softly, and suddenly, a gust of wind swept out from her side, like a sharp sword, instantly cutting towards Wei Wuji's camp.

The wind passes, and nothing is destroyed.

The wind carried sharp sand and stones, and slammed into the shields of the opposing camp, making a crisp metallic sound.

Wei Wuji's soldiers were scrambled by the sudden storm, and some of them were directly swept into the wind, instantly losing their ability to fight.

Zuo Xingyan's wind ability changed the situation on the battlefield for a while, and the morale of the rebel army was greatly boosted, and they launched a fierce charge in succession.

Wei Wuji was defeated and retreated into the city.

The city could not be attacked for a long time, and Zuo Xingyan and Jing Beihan were a little anxious. Time is nothing more than a war of attrition for them, and this is not what they want to see.

Jing Beihan clenched his fists and looked at the flags fluttering on the city wall, he knew that every day they didn't enter the city, more civilians would suffer. He could not accept such an outcome, and they wanted to end the war as soon as possible.

Zuo Xingyan was also deeply anxious, she knew that once Wei Wuji received reinforcements from the imperial court, the situation would be reversed. That's why they need to take the city faster.

The two of them stood quietly in front of the formation, looking at the devastated city wall, and there was a bitter sense of anxiety and powerlessness in their hearts.

"Looks like we're going to have to find a way to break through from another direction." Jing Beihan solemnly arrived.

"Leave this matter to me, I'll sneak in at night, now let everyone withdraw first."