In the middle of Kyoto.

On the third floor of a restaurant near the South City Gate.

Lu Baifeng stood in front of the window, looking at the city gate tower in the south, his face full of consternation.

He turned his head to look at Ji Qian beside him, and asked in a shocked tone, "Ji Bo, what did you just say?" ”

"Rui King Qin Wei is on the city tower!" Ji Qian pointed to the city gate tower in front of him and said again.

"Where!"

Lu Baifeng looked out the window, but unfortunately he couldn't see Qin Wei at all, because Qin Wei was on the other side of the city tower.

"I have already confirmed just now, it is indeed King Rui!" Ji Qian said affirmatively.

Lu Baifeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he lowered his head and fell into deep thought.

His brow furrowed, and his face changed again and again.

After a long time, he suddenly raised his head.

"I see!"

"Know what?" Ji Qian asked puzzled.

Thoughts flashed through Lu Baifeng's mind, "I finally know what's wrong!" ”

"The 12th regimental battalion was transferred to Kyoto by King Rui, and the retreat of the Shuntian Mansion was also because of King Rui."

"Why?" Ji Qian asked.

Lu Baifeng thought for a while and said: "It stands to reason that it is absolutely impossible for the twelve regiments and battalions to enter the city at this time, Emperor Lihuang is asleep, the imperial city is closed, the governor's mansion has been paralyzed, and the twelve regiments and battalions are not allowed to leave the camp without an order." And the Shuntian Mansion will not easily let the twelve regiments and battalions enter the city. ”

"But the Twelfth Regiment Battalion is entering the city!"

"Just now I was wondering why the Twelfth Regiment Battalion was able to enter the city? Now that I think about it, if there is a plan by King Rui behind this, it is only natural for the twelve regiments and battalions to enter the city. ”

Ji Qian frowned and asked, "But what does the Twelve Regiment Battalion have to do with King Rui?" ”

The commander of the 12th regiment and battalion is Li Ji, Marquis of Nanyang, who is not only deeply trusted by Emperor Li, but also extremely outstanding in both ability and cultivation.

Such a person should not easily take refuge in King Rui.

"I don't know, but it is foreseeable that Li Ji has taken refuge in King Rui!" Lu Baifeng said in a very affirmative tone.

Ji Qian thought about it and didn't ask any more.

This kind of conspiracy and calculation is not suitable for him to consider, and he still prefers to concentrate on cultivation.

However, a look of doubt flashed in Lu Baifeng's eyes.

"There's something wrong!"

Ji Qian looked at him suspiciously.

Lu Baifeng said: "Is Emperor Lihuang really unconscious?" The four princes have co-opted so many generals and mobilized nearly half of the forbidden army, it is impossible not to know with Emperor Li's means and thoughts. But why didn't he stop it in advance, but let the situation develop? ”

"Maybe Lihuang didn't notice it at all." Ji Qian said.

"Impossible!" Lu Baifeng said.

Needless to say, the ability of the Imperial City Division, if the Imperial City Division did not discover the actions of several major royal mansions, it would be absolutely impossible.

Even Xiaoyao Island is so deeply hidden in Kyoto, it has been clearly touched by the Imperial City Division, not to mention several major palaces.

Lu Baifeng turned his head to look in the direction of the imperial city, and he guessed in his heart that all this was just a situation of Lihuang Bu.

Maybe that's all Lihuang wants to see.

Suddenly, he remembered something.

"Haven't you found out where the anemones are?"

"No, those people are mysterious." Ji Qian shook his head and said.

Lu Baifeng's face became complicated.

He still can't let go of that little unsuspecting relationship.

"Hope she's alive!"

Just then, there was a knock on the door of the room where they were.

Knock knock!!

"Who!"

Ji Qian suddenly became vigilant.

"Someone you don't want to meet!"

An old voice sounded outside the door.

Lu Baifeng and Ji Qian glanced at each other, and they both showed ugly looks.

A person they didn't want to see came to the door!

This is clearly a bad come.

"Come in!" Lu Baifeng said in a deep voice.

With a creak, the door was pushed open, and a figure wearing a hat walked into the room.

Lu Baifeng and Ji Qian looked at him.

The man took off his hat and revealed a tough face, his eyes were amber, and there was a fiery red flame stripe at the center of his eyebrows.

"Mu Yanxin!"

Lu Baifeng exclaimed.

"I didn't expect the young city lord to remember the old man!" Mu Yanxin said with a smile.

His smile is bright, giving people a hearty and heroic feeling.

However, Lu Baifeng looked at his smile, and a strong look of disgust flashed in his eyes.

"Sure enough, it's someone I don't want to meet!"

"Hahaha!! Don't joke about the young city lord, the old man misses the young city lord very much! ”

Mu Yanxin said with a smile.

Lu Baifeng's mind turned, and he said lightly: "Why did you come here?" ”

"So many things have happened in Dali, the old man naturally can't miss it! Hahaha~~" Mu Yanxin said.

"It's a pity you're late!" Lu Baifeng said.

"It's not late, it's not too late. The old man won't cooperate with those idiots on the Isle of Escape. The old man prefers to cooperate with the young city lord. Mu Yanxin said.

"Work with me! Why are you? Lu Baifeng's face was sarcastic.

Mu Yanxin didn't care about his ridicule at all, just walked slowly to the window and looked at the city tower opposite.

"The old man has joined the night, and the old man is the high priest of the Fire Worship Palace!"

He grinned.

……

Outside the city.

Qin Jun still looked at Qin Wei on the city wall with a gloomy face.

The drums of war beat like thunder and kept blowing down.

Finally, the army launched a siege, and hundreds of catapults were placed at the forefront of the army and bombarded the walls.

At the same time, thousands of soldiers rushed towards the city wall with cloud carts and crashed cars.

"Attack Attack ~~"

A loud roar rang out, if the dull thunder resounded through the heavens and the earth.

Qin Wei stood on the city wall, looking at the overwhelming stones, his face was as usual.

The Kyoto Million Forbidden Army is the most elite unit of Dali, and its combat effectiveness is only stronger than that of the border army.

Moreover, the siege equipment of the forbidden army is very complete, such as catapults, crossbows, cloud vehicles, rushing vehicles, etc.

In the face of such an offensive, even the 12th battalion felt a lot of pressure.

However, Qin Wei was not worried.

It is not difficult for the 12th Battalion to hold the city wall, but it is difficult to end this battle as soon as possible.

He turned his head to look in the direction of the imperial city, as far as his eyes could see, there were layers of pavilions, but he could still see the majestic Sheng'an Gate.

"Grandpa Huang, where is your backhand!"

Qin Wei muttered softly.

At the beginning of the battle, Li Ji spoke: "Your Highness, it is dangerous here, Your Highness should go back first." ”

Qin Wei shook his head slightly and said, "Don't worry about this king, this little scene can't hurt this king." ”

Li Ji was about to speak, but Qin Wei directly interrupted him and said, "You should deal with the battle in front of you first." ”

This is really a small scene for Qin Wei, with his current strength, he doesn't dare to say that he suppressed the 100,000 forbidden army, but on this battlefield, it is basically impossible to hurt him.

When Li Ji heard this, he did not continue to persuade, and after he left a team of personal guards to protect Qin Wei, he hurriedly began to command the battle.

The Twelfth Regiment Battalion is the elite of the elite.

As soon as the battle began, the officers and men of the 12th Regiment and Battalion burst out with terrifying combat effectiveness.

In the face of the overwhelming stones, the soldiers not only did not dodge, but held their shields and bullied them.

The heavy black iron shield was raised above their heads, and the moment the stone fell, they jumped high and knocked the stone out of the air.

You must know that these stones fired by trebuchets weigh 100 pounds, and under the projectile of trebuchets, the power is even more terrifying.

These stones can smash a hole in the city wall, but the shield armor soldiers of the 12th regiment battalion actually held their shields and knocked the stones out of the air, this kind of power is definitely not something that a low-grade martial artist can do.

Even Qin Wei couldn't help but show a look of surprise when he saw this.

It was the first time he had seen such a strong fighting style.

Under the city wall, Qin Jun looked at the useless trebuchet and scolded angrily: "Waste! ”

"Shoot your crossbows!"

He yelled fiercely.

What he wanted to do most at this time was to watch Qin Wei die.

It's not because he has an enmity with Qin Wei, it's not because he hates Qin Wei so much, it's just because Qin Wei's appearance made him feel an uncontrollable crisis.

Woo Woo ~ ~

With Qin Jun's roar, the dense crossbow arrows suddenly turned into a rain of arrows in the sky, pouring out, as if the sky was pressed down by clouds.

The sharp arrows flashed with a cold cold light.

Qin Wei raised his head and looked at the pouring arrow rain with a flat face, without the slightest fluctuation in his eyes.

"Shield!"

A roar resounded over the city walls, like thunder and explosion.

The next moment, countless shield armor soldiers jumped onto the battlements, holding high the heavy iron shields, forming a steel city wall.

The black iron shield was stacked, and the surface showed a circular arc, extending the city wall upwards by more than a zhang, not only Qin Wei, but all the soldiers on the city wall were blocked by the iron shield wall.

Bang bang bang ~~

Sharp crossbow arrows landed on the iron shield wall, and the sound of collision continued.

The iron shields trembled slightly, but they never missed a single bolt.

The existence of warriors has filled the battle of cold weapons with many changes, from the details of the battle to the tactics, and then to the strategy, which are very different from the ancient wars in the previous life.

The application of shield armor, the application of military formations, etc., have many extraordinary manifestations.

Although the 12th Regiment Battalion did not have a military formation, their mastery of the details of the battle had reached a very delicate level.

Just an iron shield was played by them with countless tricks.

The burly shield soldiers, holding iron armor weighing more than 200 catties, actually played arhats on the city wall, this kind of operation is definitely not something that ordinary soldiers can do.

After the rain of arrows, it was the enemy's battle to ascend the city, and the dense soldiers of the forbidden army rushed like a wave pushing the ladder.

The shield-armoured men on the walls stepped back, and a famous sword and axe man stepped forward.

They stood behind the battlements, fending off the rushing enemy.

As if the battle came too quickly, there were not too many defensive equipment on the city walls.

Gold juice, rolling stones, sassal wood, etc., almost none.

Despite this, the officers and men of the 12th Regiment Battalion still blocked the repeated attacks of the forbidden army.

Over time, the battle has entered a hot state.

The corpses below the walls continued to grow, and scarlet blood kept spilling.

And Qin Wei always stood in place, looking at Qin Jun opposite.

Suddenly, his expression moved slightly, and his gaze looked to the east.

The forbidden army outside the city stretched for miles, and the waves of battle also lasted for miles, and the entire southern wall of Kyoto Castle was in the midst of battle.

In the chaotic and orderly battlefield, there was a commotion at some point.

In the east, I saw a tall banner coming in style.

The flag is five feet high, supported by a straight bamboo pole, nine feet long, triangular, and bordered by fiery red flame patterns.

Yellow Dragon Flag!

This is the triangular dragon pattern battle flag of the Glass Emperor.

A tall banner was erected on an eight-horse chariot, escorted by nearly 100 soldiers in iron armor.

The dragon flag sailed past, and on the battlefield, whether it was the twelve regiments and battalions or the soldiers of the forbidden army, they all died down and knelt down to worship.

"My Emperor Saint!"

"My Emperor Saint!"

"My Emperor Saint!"

……

The sound of worship rolled in like a tidal wave.

The tragic battlefield came to an abrupt end.

Among the forbidden army outside the city, countless soldiers knelt on the ground to worship, and on the city wall, the twelve regiments gathered their blades and also knelt on the ground to worship.

For a while, there was no murmur on the chaotic battlefield except for the sound of worship.

Qin Wei looked at the triangular dragon pattern battle flag that was slowly approaching, and he couldn't help but feel a thousand heroes in his heart.

One banner to suppress more than 100,000 troops!

This kind of thing sounds like.

But in Dali, it can really appear.

The triangular dragon pattern battle flag is the symbol of the glass emperor.

Emperor Lihuang reigned for more than 40 years, fought in the south and north for more than 10 years, and personally conquered more than 10 times.

At the beginning, Dali was surrounded by enemies, and now Dali is coercive in all directions, which is all led by Emperor Lili to fight with real swords and guns.

The power of the emperor does not lie in being high in the sky, not in being ordered by the sky, but in the martial arts.

The power of the Lihuang lies in the fact that he let Dali realize the rule of Zhongxing, so that the Dali Dynasty that was about to fall back to life and re-ascend to the prosperous era of the dynasty.

Although there are many troubles in today's Dali, no one denies that for more than 20 years, the prosperity of the Dali Dynasty.

The triangular dragon pattern battle flag represents the military exploits of the Lihuang Emperor, and it is the majesty of the emperor that cannot be provoked or desecrated.

(End of chapter)