Li Feihu rode on his horse, looking at the towering Xuanwu Gate Tower in front of him, and couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

Since he laid out suspicious soldiers in front of the noon gate in the south of the palace city according to Yang Pu's words, set up false flags, and lured the forbidden army guarding the palace city, and he personally mentioned the main force of the capital patrol battalion to the Xuanwu Gate in the north of the palace city, it has been an hour now.

However, his troops were still blocked from the Xuanwu Gate, and they could not enter a single step.

Originally, Yang Pu once said that he had already made arrangements, and the Xuanwu Gate was not guarded by the forbidden army, but an empty gate. Li Feihu took 5,000 elites and drove straight into the palace from here, seizing the palace ban, and even capturing the emperor alive, which should be an easy matter.

Li Feihu was convinced of Yang Pu's words, and since he joined this plan against the Han King, he had seen with his own eyes how exquisite the plan set by this Lord Yang Pu was, and how careful the calculation was, he had already admired him.

Therefore, he will also bet all his future, including his net worth and life, on this extremely smart Lord Yang and the crown prince. As long as it is done today, he Li Feihu will definitely soar and ascend to the sky in one step in the future.

He has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and he has practiced hard for more than ten years, and he is confident that he can run rampant in the rivers and lakes with a pair of iron fists, but he has worked hard in the army for many years, and finally got the position of commander of a small Beijing patrol battalion.

Coincidentally, at this time, Yang Pu took a fancy to him as both the cousin of Mrs. Ruyun and the ruthless junior brother of Shaoqing Tie of Dali Temple, not to mention that he also held 10,000 male soldiers of the capital patrol battalion in his hands.

Yang Pu came to pull him in, support the prince, and protect the court.

Li Feihu was actually not interested in the dispute between the crown prince and the stability of the dynasty at all, but he was moved by the splendid future in Yang Pu's mouth, what is the use of this pair of iron fists that he has practiced hard? Isn't it just that he hopes that one day someone will appreciate it and sell it to the emperor's family!

He felt that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, a good opportunity to make a name for himself and rise to the top.

That's why he agreed to Yang Pu, and he was busy running for him, and he won over his cousin and senior brother, so that this plan could be carried out smoothly.

But even a smart person like Yang Pu can't count everything.

Up to now, with the failure of the plan step by step, Li Feihu not only ruthlessly poisoned his senior brother and killed his cousin with his own hands, but now he also led troops to attack Miyagi, but these have not shaken his confidence in Yang Pu and his confidence in his bright and brilliant future.

Yang Pu was not wrong, Xuanwu Gate was indeed not guarded by the forbidden army, but an empty gate. But it took an hour for his troops to still be unable to advance an inch, all because there was one more person, an old monk, in the door of the city gate!

This old monk who came out of nowhere stood inside the city gate with a wooden staff in his hand. The gate of the city was narrow, only allowing two or three people to walk side by side, and the army could not be used.

The wooden staff in his hand is really powerful, domineering and incomparable, no matter how many sergeants rush up, they are all killed by one blow, such a fierce and domineering cane method, Li Feihu is still the first time to see it, it is really hard to imagine that it is used by such a dry and thin old monk.

Looking at the dozens of corpses of the sergeants piled up in front of the old monk, Li Feihu also felt secretly frightened in his heart, in his own words, could this pair of proud iron fists be able to compete with his wooden staff?

But there was no other way, because he believed Yang Pu's words and thought that the Xuanwu Gate could be easily passed, so he came with his troops lightly, and did not prepare the planks needed to erect a pontoon bridge over the imperial river surrounding Miyagi, nor did he bring the bamboo ladder and zipline needed to climb the Miyagi city wall.

Now the city gate in front of them is their only way, and the old monk standing in the doorway is their only obstacle.

But no matter how powerful this old monk is, he is a person after all, a flesh and blood body, and he will be tired and exhausted.

Li Feihu kept asking his subordinates to shoot a volley of flying locust arrows like rain before ordering the sergeants to charge.

After a few rounds like this, although he still failed to rush through, the old monk was obviously about to be unable to support it. There were several arrows stuck in his body, the blood was pouring out, his movements had begun to slow down, and Li Feihu knew that it was not far from successfully rushing in.

At this moment, a sergeant rushed to announce that a group of men and horses rushed from behind.

Li Feihu was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself that the army from the Beijing camp had arrived?

But weren't they supposed to deal with the forbidden army guarding the noon gate south of Miyagi?

He jumped up, stood on horseback and looked into the distance, there was a team holding torches and lanterns and marching quickly towards the Xuanwu Gate, it seemed that the number was not large, but only a few hundred.

Closer, under the firelight, he saw clearly that this team was not wearing the armor of the sergeant, the clothes were different, the weapons in their hands were also varied, and there were even people with kitchen knives and sticks, where did this rabble come from?

Li Feihu was puzzled when he saw a big flag in the middle of this group of people, with the words "British Public" written on it.

He suddenly understood that this was the British Gong Zhang Fu coming.

I have long heard that the report from my subordinates has been reported that all the dignitaries and nobles in the capital have brought their families, and even brought their servants to hide in the mansion of the British Duke Zhang Fu to avoid trouble.

It seems that Zhang Fu temporarily gathered the servants of various families to put together a team to kill King Qin.

Li Feihu is holding heavy troops at the moment, how can he look at this few hundred rabble?

As soon as he waved his hand, the deputy general next to him stepped forward, he whispered a few words, and the deputy general immediately brought a thousand elite soldiers to meet him, and in an instant, he surrounded the hundreds of temporary patchwork teams led by Zhang Fu in the center, unable to move.

If it weren't for Li Feihu's scruples about Zhang Fu's prestige in the army and didn't want to hurt his life, so he just ordered his subordinates to trap them, I'm afraid he would have ordered a large-scale killing and killed this cadre all over the place.

Li Feihu smiled a little proudly, looked back at the old monk who was standing in the doorway with blood all over his body, and looked at the sky again.

It was already completely dark, and according to the time, Sun Dianchen should also lead the army of Jingying into the city at this hour.

But he was still blocked outside the Xuanwu Gate by an old monk, and he couldn't enter the palace city in half a step, and Li Feihu's heart began to become anxious.

When he was restless, Master Lifan's heart was also very anxious.

Why haven't reinforcements come yet?

It's been almost an hour since Ye Feng and they went to move the rescuers, and it's all dark, why haven't they come back yet?

In the face of these well-equipped and well-trained sergeants in front of him, relying on the advantages of the terrain, he finally held the city gate and did not let a single person rush over.

But how long will he be able to hold out? He doesn't know.

Master Lifan gasped violently, his movements had become sluggish, the previous dozen or so impacts had consumed too much physical strength, and now he could no longer avoid the arrows that rained down.

He had been hit by several arrows, and his strength seemed to be draining away with the blood that was constantly flowing, and his hands holding the wooden staff had begun to tremble a little unconsciously, and he was not even sure if he could block the next wave of the sergeants' onslaught.

It really looks old, he sighed in his heart.

If I were ten years younger, I would never have struggled as much as I do now.

It's good to be young!

He thought of Ye Feng and Zhang Ming's young, energetic and enthusiastic smiling faces, and he really envied them! They have such a fresh life and a future with infinite possibilities.

At this time, he realized that the reason why he was willing to give up his life to protect Ye Feng and them might not be entirely because it was the decree of the senior brother who changed the master from the Shaolin Temple.

Maybe he really liked these young people from the bottom of his heart, and liked their vigorous and idealistic youth.

They reminded him that he too had such a time, such a beautiful youth.

People will always be willing to do whatever it takes to get the best in their hearts, success or failure, and that's the choice.

But Master Fan couldn't think much more about it at the moment, because the sergeants rushed up again!

They roared and rushed up, and Master Fan was surrounded by their twisted and hideous faces, and he let out a loud shout, gathered the last of his strength, and raised the wooden staff in his hand again.

The dozen or so sergeants who rushed up all fell, and Master Lifan gasped for breath, his hands tightly holding the wooden staff on the ground to support his body, he did not want to be seen in his embarrassed state, and raised his head with all his might.

But as soon as he looked up, he was suddenly stunned, the bearded general who was riding on a tall horse and wearing a bright silver helmet outside the city gate just now was gone at this moment!

Where did Li Feihu, who had been watching the battle outside just now, go?

Master Fan was stunned, and one of the dozen or so corpses of the soldiers who had just fallen lying on the ground in front of him suddenly moved!

As soon as this person turned over, he jumped up, his fists came out, and while Master Fan was stunned, he hit him in the chest and abdomen.

Under the light of the torches in the hands of the sergeants outside the city gate, this person in the sergeant's clothes was full of beard and eyes, it was Li Feihu who was riding on a tall horse just now!

It turned out that Li Feihu saw that it was getting late, but he still couldn't attack it for a long time, so he decided to take matters into his own hands.

He changed into a sergeant's clothes, blended in with the sergeant of the impact, and pretended to be hit by a wooden staff and fell to the ground and faked his death, just to find the right time to sneak attack Master Fan with a pair of iron fists!

The timing he chose was good enough, and poisonous enough!

However, Master Fan still reacted quickly, shouted, and raised the wooden staff clenched in both hands, and knocked it on Li Feihu's left arm with all his last strength.

Li Feihu snorted, and his left arm was broken with a "click", and the entire broken arm was twisted in reverse, causing him to suddenly break out in a cold sweat.

Unexpectedly, Master Fan was caught off guard, and the power of one blow was so powerful, if he didn't use poisonous tricks, he had no chance of winning.

But his poisonous plan still succeeded.

Although his left arm was broken, his right fist still hit Master Fan's chest firmly.

Master Lifan opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, he didn't even feel the pain, only felt a strong force, and his body suddenly flew backwards, all the way out of the doorway, and fell into the dust.

Li Feihu hit it successfully, and there was a burst of ecstasy in his heart.

He stood up straight, ignoring the pain of his broken arm, and walked towards the Xuanwu Gate.

Finally broke through, finally walked in!

He feels that he is stepping towards success and his brilliant tomorrow!