Li Feihu walked through the doorway with some hesitation and walked towards Master Fan, who was lying on the ground and couldn't move.

Behind him, the sergeants of the capital patrol battalion holding torches high were neatly lined up, preparing to pass through the door hole, enter the Xuanwu Gate, and enter the empty palace city.

Li Feihu looked at Master Fan on the ground, his eyes were full of pride.

What about your martial arts, and what about your staff?

After all, you are still a person of flesh and blood, and after all, you can't escape this invisible calculation, and you will finally fall at my feet.

Now there is no obstacle in front of him, and the five thousand iron armor behind him will drive straight in, like a bamboo.

In a little while, the troops of the capital patrol battalion will have full control over the entire palace, the entire imperial court, oh no, the entire world of the Ming Dynasty, will be in their own hands.

Li Feihu had a smug smile on his face, but the pain in his broken left arm made him frown.

The injury to this arm is very serious, and it is difficult to say whether it will be healed in the future. But it's worth it, Li Feihu comforted himself, one arm will be exchanged for a bright future in the future, boundless wealth, worth it!

This damn old monk! He felt a wave of hatred in his heart, and stared fiercely at Master Fan who was still gasping on the ground, eager to break him into pieces.

He took a step forward and raised his clenched right fist, just to smash the dying Master Fan's head to pieces.

At this moment, he heard someone shouting: "Li Feihu!"

He was stunned for a moment, and as soon as he looked up, he saw a sharp arrow flying straight towards him with a "whoosh" sound.

He turned to his side in a frightened manner, and the arrow flew past his body, nailing it to the wall behind him with a thud until it was featherless.

Who shot a cold arrow at him? Li Feihu raised his eyes in shock and anger.

I heard someone shouting: "Raise the fire!"

Suddenly a large flickering fire appeared in front of his eyes, and these fires were emitted by the torches held in the hands of the forbidden soldiers, and these torches were dotted and dense, and they all rushed towards him.

How is it possible? Aren't the forbidden troops all concentrated at the noon gate to defend the suspicious soldiers he has set up? How can there be a forbidden army here?

Li Feihu couldn't believe it, at this time he saw that in the midst of the firelight, a majestic general wearing armor and holding a longbow was staring at him from a distance, and the arrow just now must have been put by him.

Li Feihu knew him, and there were few generals in the army who didn't know him, and his prestige on the battlefield was not small.

He is the iron core of the King of Han, Qiu Fu, the Duke of Qi who is known for his bravery!

Li Feihu's heart began to panic a little, it seemed that Yang Pu's calculation had a problem. Qiu Fu would suddenly appear here with the forbidden army, it seems that the emperor must have been prepared.

Then this unguarded Xuanwu Gate is very likely to be a trap deliberately left for himself!

Li Feihu already had fear in his heart.

He didn't want to think about it, if the emperor deliberately set a trap here, how could it be that only one old monk had been desperately blocking his army for an hour?

How could it be that only Zhang Fu appeared behind him with a group of improvised rabble?

But Li Feihu's heart was already in turmoil, he could no longer think calmly about these details, and now he had only one thought in his mind: withdraw the army quickly!

Just when he was afraid, he heard an angry roar, and when he looked up, he saw a big man, with both hands lined up with his hands, and rushed out with a loud roar.

The big man's whole body was dark, only the bald head was shining in the firelight, his eyes were full of anger, and he rushed straight towards Li Feihu.

Li Feihu didn't know him, and naturally he didn't know who the Helian Tie was, but when he saw this big man looking strange, mighty and tall, and rushing towards him with a desperate look, he was first timid in his heart.

Remembering that he had broken an arm, and the forbidden army that was killing like a tide in front of him, it was better not to entangle, so he turned his head and ran towards the door hole in the back.

As he ran, he shouted loudly: "Withdraw the troops, withdraw the troops quickly!"

The sergeants of the capital patrol battalion behind him saw that there were many forbidden troops in front of them, and they saw the commander running back in embarrassment.

The didn't chase after Li Feihu.

He ran up to Master Fan, fell to his knees, and carefully lifted Master Fan's head. At this time, he found that Master Fan's chest and abdomen had all been sunken, his ribs had all been shattered, and his whole body was lying softly, seeing that he was hopeless.

The blood in Master Lifan's mouth gushed out one by one, and he opened his eyes with great difficulty, and saw the kneeling beside him, and barely squeezed out a smile on his face: "Old man, it's finally not, it's not dishonoring the mission, when it's time, you ......"

With tears in his eyes, the kept wiping away the blood that kept spilling from his mouth for Master Fan, and said incoherently in a mournful voice: "We are here, we have brought the army, and we have defended." ”

Master Lifan wanted to nod, but unfortunately he didn't have the strength anymore.

He said with difficulty: "I, I can't do it......"

The hurriedly interrupted him: "No, no, master, there are many good doctors in the palace, they will cure you, they will definitely be." ”

Master Lifan was almost speechless, but looked at the with anxious eyes, then looked at the wooden staff in his hand, and spit out a few words with difficulty: "You, are you willing?"

understood.

Master Lifan had been pestering him to take him as an apprentice before, saying that his innate divine power was the most suitable for practicing his strongest and most fierce staff technique.

Although the kept refusing, the master still quietly passed on a set of staff techniques, but it was too profound, and he didn't have time to think about it.

In such a situation, when Master Fan is dying, he must still want to find a successor.

In this case, of course, the did not refuse, and who would bear to refuse?

He reached out and took the unusually heavy wooden staff in Master Fan's hand, and the tears in his eyes were already rolling down. He respectfully kowtowed to the master three times, and called out in a trembling voice: "Master!"

A smile squeezed out of Master Lifan's face, he was relieved, closed his eyes, and muttered word by word in his mouth: "Ah, Mi, Buddha, Buddha......" The voice behind him was inaudible.

The looked up and saw that Master Fan was silent, already dead.

He wiped away his tears, picked up the master's body and leaned against the side of the city wall, knelt down and knocked his head three times, until blood came out of his forehead, and then he stood up.

The turned to face the doorway, his eyes were full of anger, he held the master's wooden staff in his hand with a click, and roared angrily for a while: "Li Feihu!"

Then he took a step and rushed outside with all his might.

When the nigger rushed out, Li Feihu was riding on his horse and was directing the troops to retreat outside the imperial city.

He looked back at the still majestic silhouette of the Xuanwu Gate Tower in the dark night, and couldn't help but lament in his heart, it seemed that this plan was going to fail.

But haven't lost yet, haven't lost completely!

He still has a total of 10,000 soldiers and horses here and before the noon gate in his hands, and there is also the army of the Beijing camp that is about to enter the city.

As long as Sun Dianchen brought the army of the Beijing camp, tens of thousands of forbidden troops were in front of the well-trained and well-equipped elite soldiers of the Beijing camp, it was an ornament.

When the time comes, it will be easy to recapture Miyagi.

He looked at the tower of Xuanwu Gate and said secretly in his heart: We will come back!

He was thinking about it, when suddenly a sergeant reported that a large number of troops had also appeared outside the imperial city!

Li Feihu was shocked in his heart, could it be that there were forbidden troops here? If they attacked from front to back, he would not be able to escape the end of the entire army.

He looked up, and the army was getting closer, and it didn't look like a forbidden army. Look at their banner again, that's right, it's the army of Jingying!

Li Feihu breathed a sigh of relief, it was just in time, they had finally arrived!

He felt a burst of joy in his heart, since the reinforcements from the Beijing camp had arrived, then the little forbidden army behind him was not to worry, and it was just right to return to the army to cover the past, retake the Xuanwu Gate, and enter the palace city.

Li Feihu shouted a little proudly: "Brothers, our reinforcements have arrived, let's go back now, beat these forbidden troops and throw away their armor, and they will be!"

As soon as his shouting stopped, he heard a sudden shout from the Jingying army that was rushing over: "Kill!"

Then these sergeants came over like a tide, and the soldiers of the capital patrol battalion were caught off guard and fell down one by one.

Li Feihu was stunned by the change in front of him, and then shouted loudly: "Wrong, kill wrong! Sun Dianchen, where is Sun Dianchen?"

A voice replied in a loud voice: "Sun Dianchen is here!"

Then, Li Feihu saw the men and horses in the opposite army array, a general of the Beijing camp on horseback holding a spear, and a blood-stained human head hung high on the head of the spear, which he recognized was the commander of the Tiance Guard, Sun Dianchen!

Behind this general, there was a person riding a white horse with a divine steed and came out in minutes, with golden armor all over his body, his face was cold, and his majesty was majestic, it was actually Zhu Gaoxu, the king of Han!

Zhu Gaoxu held a long knife in his hand, staring at Li Feihu with both eyes, full of angry flames, and shouted through gritted teeth: "Li, fly, tiger!"

Then he jumped out of his horse, waved his long knife, and slashed the soldiers of the capital patrol battalion along the way, and the blockers were invincible, and rushed straight towards Li Feihu!

Li Feihu's heart was cold, it was over, Sun Dianchen was dead, and the army in Jingying was now under the command of Zhu Gaoxu, the king of Han, and the reinforcements he had been waiting for for a long time were hopeless.

He knew that the relationship between the King of Han and his cousin Madame Ru Yun was very close, and that Madame Ru Yun had been killed by himself, and now he saw the King of Han, Zhu Gaoxu, leaping on his horse and slashing at him, desperately rushing towards him, obviously wanting to avenge Madame Ru Yun.

He was so frightened that his soul was scattered, and he broke another arm, where did he dare to fight, and he didn't care about rectifying the military horse, so he turned the horse's head and turned around and ran.

Zhu Gaoxu, the king of Han behind him, saw that he was about to run, waved his long knife and shouted: "Where to go!"