The guards outside the hall have been fighting for half a day in the middle of the night, and they have suffered heavy casualties. It's all supported by my heart and breath.

Dingguogong's move greatly boosted morale.

The rest of the generals picked up their swords from the ground, shouted to kill the traitors, and rushed over. Among them, there is Wu Anbo.

When Wu Anbo was young, he was also a master. Over the years, the dogs and horses have long been rusty. At this time, when it was time to fight hard, it was useless to be afraid, so I simply let it go. Carrying a thick-backed saber, a man's head was cut off and rolled on the ground with a grunt.

A shout came from beside him, "Kill!"

Wu Anbo glanced out of the corner of his eye, and what he saw was the prince of Xihe.

The prince of Xihe had fire in his eyes, and the spear in his hand was shining with blood, and he shot down and provoked a traitor. The thief was stabbed in the center by the spear, and then slammed into the air, and finally flew a few meters away. He fell to the ground and died no longer to die.

The frail prince of Pengcheng is holding a long sword. The cowardly and cowardly prince of Pyeongchang, the prince of Hanyang, also screamed angrily to kill the enemy.

The rebellion of the prince of Yingchuan was the most irritating to them. is also the prince of the vassal king, they endure humiliation and bow their heads to survive, even if they are full of complaints, they dare not tell them. Look at the prince of Yingchuan, not only do people want to take revenge, but they really have to do it.

With Emperor Yongming in hand, even the edict of abdication is available, and the ministers don't take it seriously. They watched, but they were deeply stimulated.

Such intense emotions made them all burst out with a bravery that is rare on weekdays. In the shouting and roaring battle, the battle situation outside the hall was reversed again.

General Tao was finally able to catch a few breaths, took more than ten steps back, and sat on the ground to rest for a while surrounded by his own soldiers.

The blood on his body was pouring out, and he didn't have time to heal his wounds carefully, so he sprinkled a handful of wound medicine and wrapped it indiscriminately.

"Old Tao," a familiar voice sounded in his ears.

Tao Jiang *** looked at it, and saw Wu Anbo gasping and sitting down.

"How many did you kill?"

"Two!" Wu Anbo gestured, then sighed with a wry smile: "No more! When I was young, I would kill five or eight without blinking." qδ.net

They are all generals, and they are all the ones who are getting worse and worse. Wu Anbo and General Tao have some friendship in private. At this time, when life and death are coming, take advantage of the rest to gossip a few words.

Perhaps, this will be their last time on earth.

Wu Anbo was a little discouraged, and said in a low voice: "The emperor was held hostage by the prince of Yingchuan, wrote an edict of abdication, and even held a Zen throne ceremony."

General Tao's eyes widened like brass bells.

"Don't look at me like that," Wu Anbo sighed dejectedly, "The emperor was held to the neck by a long sword, and he would die at any time. What can we, as courtiers, do if we don't give in."

General Tao's face changed as if he had swallowed a dead fly, and it took him a while to squeeze out a sentence: "Phew! I would rather die today than bow down to the thief."

Wu Anbo stretched out his hand and patted General Tao on the shoulder, and said in a low voice, "This is an expedient measure to delay time. A prince of Yingchuan, in fact, can't turn over the wind and waves. He relied on the emperor, and if the emperor really returned to heaven, he would immediately be a dead man. Don't bother."

"The most important thing now is to repel the rebels and kill Murong Shen's father and son."

This is the real traitor!

General Tao nodded, and whispered solemnly: "The important ministers in the capital are all in the palace, and the thieves are forcing the palace to make such a big move. I only hope that there will be brave young juniors who will lead their own soldiers to come to reinforcements."

There are so many military generals and nobles in the capital, which family doesn't have a hundred and eighty personal soldiers? Together, at least one or two thousand people can be gathered.

As long as the reinforcements from the Iron Guard Battalion arrived, Murong Shen's father and son would not have anything to fear.

Wu Anbo thought of the gentlemen in the capital, and couldn't help but sigh: "I hope someone dares to come forward at this time and lead people to rush into the palace."

Without an edict, leading the troops to rush into the palace is a capital crime to exterminate the nine clans!

Which son's son dares to fight to the death to save the driver?

In short, his unsuccessful son could not be counted on.

The palace gate was full of fire and blood, and the shouts of killing shook the sky.

Outside the palace gate, the sound of horses' hooves suddenly sounded.

More than a hundred horses rushed outside the palace gate, and a young man in his twenties jumped off the horse. The pro-soldiers behind him dismounted one after another, each holding sharp weapons in their hands, and they were murderous.

This young man, dressed in white and with a handsome face, was none other than Zhu Zhenchuan, the son of Wu'an.

A moment later, three or four more waves came. Each of them was followed by more than 100 tall and strong soldiers.

The crowd gathered together in one place, about five hundred. This is already a lot of force.

"Murong father and son rebelled, I will rush into the palace now and kill the traitor." Zhu Zhenchuan lost his usual smiling appearance, gritted his teeth, raised his arms and shouted.

The other three or four young men are all sons of generals who are good friends with Zhu Zhenchuan. They drink and gamble on weekdays, fight cocks and lackeys, and look for flowers and willows, all of which are good hands. Now with a rush of blood, he rushed outside the palace gate, and suddenly hesitated again.

"Boss Zhu, storming the palace gate is a capital crime."

"That is, we don't know what the situation is in the palace. If you rush in, you will either die at the hands of the traitor, or you will be punished for treason. It's not a good deal."

"Otherwise, we'll stay here. If a traitor is forced out of the palace, we will do it again."

The youngest, Tao Erlang, is the youngest son of General Tao. He was born with a white face, beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and was better than a woman. At this time, he had a sad face and sighed again and again: "Forget it!"

Zhu Zhenchuan kicked his leg over, Tao Erlang was almost kicked over by a leg: "It's time to wait, how can you do it if you don't work hard." The emperor and the queen are in the palace, and you and I are in the palace. If you don't go, I'll go!"

After saying that, the first one rushed into the palace gate.

The other two immediately followed.

The hesitant disciple of the general, gritted his teeth, and also led his own soldiers to rush in.

Inside the palace gate, it is like hell on earth.

Zhu Zhenchuan was born in the capital and grew up rich and noble, and the most tragic scene in his life was when he was caught by his wife Xu Zhi in the Qinglou on Chinese New Year's Eve, and fled naked and embarrassed.

There were corpses all over the ground in front of him, his eyes were covered with blood from his stumps, and there were many who were seriously injured and unable to stand anymore, wailing and waiting for death.

Zhu Zhenchuan's stomach was churning, and his face was quite calm. He called two of his own soldiers over: "You stay here at the palace gate, as long as someone comes, tell them that I, Zhu Zhenchuan, am the first to rush into the palace gate. If they are not of a bad seed, they will immediately enter the palace and kill the traitors!"

The two soldiers glanced at each other and were ordered to guard at the gate of the palace.

Zhu Zhenchuan cheered up and shouted, "Big guy rush with me!"