Kyoto, the Imperial City.

In the palace of Nuoda, Emperor Qin Yu supported his chin with one hand and sat on the dragon chair in the center.

After a while, a rush of footsteps came from outside the hall.

Qin Yu waved his hand, and the old eunuch who was standing close to him opened the closed door and summoned Yun Bi outside the hall to come in.

"The Allies are back?"

Yun Bi, who rushed over, was expressionless and said, "Retreat." ”

Hearing this, Qin Yu slowly got up from the dragon chair, walked by Yu Yunbi's side, and walked straight out of the hall.

"Order the soldiers, go to Cining Palace."

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Zhili, Huyaguan.

In the tent of King Qin's military camp, Jiang Hu took off his military uniform, changed into a luxurious satin dress, and was discussing follow-up arrangements with state officials.

Outside the camp tent, Lin Shuo took the three hundred armor soldiers from Qingzhou who were changing the guards of Jizhou on patrol.

It's just that the soldiers who are guarding the big tent of the Chinese army with Lin Shuo today are all cold-faced, and their muscles are tense.

When the change of guard was over, there was no sound outside the tent, just waiting for the sound of the jade bottle shattering the ground.

Just as everyone was ready to go, there was a sound of horses' hooves outside the camp.

"Escort, someone wants to kill Master Hou."

With a shout, the silence was broken in an instant.

Lin Shuo, who was in the lead, pulled out the long sword at his waist and shouted.

"Brothers, the situation has changed, kill the Marquis of Zhenjiang first."

After that, he took the lead in rushing into the Chinese army's tent.

When the soldiers in the military tent next to him saw the shouting of killing, they instantly became a mess and began to hurriedly look for weapons.

Waiting for Lin Shuo to lead people into the camp tent, Jianghu, the town martial artist in the main seat, also heard the shouts in advance.

At this moment, surrounded by several subordinates, he was hiding in a corner of the big tent, looking at everyone vigilantly.

"Wait, who's going to kill me?"

Zhenwu Hou Jianghu looked at the civil and military officials with different expressions in the tent and asked angrily.

As soon as the words fell, Lin Shuo, who rushed into the big tent, rushed towards Jiang Hu with the dense Qingzhou soldiers behind him.

Jiang Hu was shocked, and together with a few guards, he prepared to cut open the leather cloth tent and evacuate.

The clash of weapons sounded with ping-pong.

The other officials of the three states present were nervous the moment Lin Shuo rushed in with people.

At this time, seeing the assassin going straight to Jiang Hu, they all began to hold their heads to save their lives.

And Lin Shuo was stopped by the guards, and Jiang Hu behind him had already begun to evacuate from a corner of the military tent.

Jiang Hu, who escaped from the military tent, ran wildly all the way to his own military camp, shouting assassination in his mouth.

Behind him, Lin Shuo chased closely, and seeing that the long sword was about to cut off Jiang Hu's head, a sharp arrow slowly flew from behind, hitting Lin Shuo's right arm.

"Rest hurting my lord."

On one side of the Chinese army's big tent, Cui Shan, a veteran of Pegasus galloping, bent his bow and arrows, and thundered and shouted.

Jiang Hu looked at the bloody long sword that was gently slashed in front of him, his back was cold, and he shouted.

"Uncle Cui save me."

Lin Shuo saw the rescuers chasing after him, a shadow flashed in his eyes, he broke the arrow on his shoulder with his side hand, and continued to chase Jiang Hu with an expressionless face.

The three hundred Qingzhou soldiers who assassinated with Lin Shuo were also of extremely high quality, no matter who came from behind, there was only Zhenwu Hou Jianghu in their eyes.

Cui Shan behind him and several accompanying cavalry were still some distance away at this time, and Jiang Hu, who had just escaped, fell into a trap again.

Just when Jiang Hu was helpless and ready to sacrifice his life, there was a shout of killing behind him.

Without waiting for Jiang Hu to come back to his senses, he saw Lin Shuo roaring with resentment in his eyes.

"Xiao Jiu."

Xiao Jiu's young face met the eyes of everyone present, and Jiang Hu also saw that unfamiliar face.

"Protect the Marquis of Zhenwu."

Hearing Xiao Jiu's order, the soldiers of the Xiao Zi Battalion behind him raised their crossbows and pulled the trigger.

A dense rain of arrows shot out like flying locusts, and several Qingzhou soldiers who were chasing Jiang Wuhou fell to the ground in response.

Cui Shan, who came from behind, also killed the assassin who was blocking him at this time, and rode on his horse to charge at Lin Shuo.

"The traitor takes his life."

Lin Shuo turned his head in horror, but all that caught his eye was a silver cold light.

Almost instantly, Lin Shuo's human head detached from his neck, and blood splattered everywhere.

With Lin Shuo's death, many Qingzhou soldiers who assassinated Zhenwuhou together were also killed by the soldiers who rushed to the rescue.

But the crisis has not been resolved, and at this time, the officials of the three states in the big tent of the Chinese army have gathered their troops and horses one after another.

Qingzhou Governor Lu Yaoliang also walked around at this time surrounded by a group of Qingzhou soldiers.

When his gaze swept over Xiao Jiu beside Jiang Hu, a trace of surprise appeared on his face, and then turned into anger.

"Xiao Jiu, if you kill Jiang Hu now, I won't blame the past."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of everyone present changed greatly, but Xiao Jiu looked at Lu Yaoliang expressionlessly without saying a word.

"It turned out to be you."

Jiang Hu heard Lu Yaoliang's murderous words, and said word by word.

Not only Jiang Hu, but also the generals of the three states didn't seem to expect Qingzhou to make a move at this time.

The Governor of Jizhou and the Governor of Yuzhou were both hesitating at the moment, and the expressions on their faces were constantly changing.

As everyone confronted each other in the dilapidated Chinese tent, the roar of a fast horse broke the deadlock.

I saw Yun Bi, the commander of the Imperial Front wearing armor, holding a red and yellow flag in his hand and shouting loudly.

"The emperor has a decree to kill the rebel general Zhenwu Marquis Jianghu."

After shouting, he followed to the governor of Sanzhou Qinwang.

"The emperor has arrived at the Huya Pass, you must kill on the spot."

When everyone heard this, their color changed slightly, and a smile crossed the corner of Lu Yaoliang's mouth at this time, and shouted: "Governors, the emperor is here to kill the rebels together." ”

After speaking, he drew his sword and pointed directly at Jiang Hu.

The faces of the governors of Hebei and Henan changed several times when they heard this, and they understood that today's events must have been premeditated.

The emperor with the platform of the Qingzhou Army went to Huya Pass in person, and after the holy decree was issued, they could only be ordered to kill the Marquis of Zhenwu.

And Jiang Hu was already dead at this time, knowing that he had laid a killing game against himself today.

Especially when the emperor came out of Yun Bi's mouth, it meant that his sister who was far away in Kyoto had been controlled or killed.

A sense of powerlessness instantly swept through his heart, making his face like frost.

The only thing he couldn't understand was why the little emperor with a weak personality was suddenly so ruthless.

Is he hiding his character, or is he wrapped up in that class of ministers?

But everything doesn't matter anymore, the result is the same.

"That's it, that's it."

After a long sigh, Zhenwu Hou Jianghu slowly said to the veteran on the side.

"Uncle Cui, don't let them resist."

"The king let the minister die, and the minister had to die."

"But you are still alive, you must live well."

After speaking, he raised his sword and killed himself in the shocked eyes of everyone, and his movements did not drag the mud and water at all, and Cui Shan on the side couldn't even stop it.

Looking at the fallen corpse in front of him, the veteran Cui Shan slowly left two lines of turbid tears.

Regardless of the eyes of the others, he knelt down and picked up the still warm corpse, and kept muttering in his mouth.

"Master Hou, how can you explain to your father when you let me go below."

After that, he directly drew his knife and committed suicide.

The master and servant of Zhenwu Hou died on the spot, causing everyone to sigh.

And Xiao Jiu and his Xiao Zi camp, who witnessed the whole process on the side, were about to face Lu Yaoliang's anger.