Suddenly, a thunderclap from outside the temple struck from the sky as bright as a snake, and a torrential rain poured down.

The candle flame of the heart hall is blowing darkly and brightly, and the rain in front of the eaves is as dense as a bead curtain, and it flows non-stop.

Luo Bing and Ouyang Qing's faces were as dark and thunderous as the sky.

Lu Changfeng didn't make any movement, just stood quietly in the shadow behind the screen, and only when the lightning lit up, his face could be seen.

In front of him stood Guo Ziyi, and on the dragon collapsed was Tang Suzong, both of whom came out of the sea of corpses in the mountain of blood, and they were still as stable as Mount Tai at this moment of life and death struggle, which was indeed admirable.

Guo Ziyi sat down slowly, sat in front of the dragon collapse, and held Tang Suzong's hand hard.

Hands are rough, warm, stiff.

Tang Suzong did not shed tears, but the expression on his face was far more tragic than tears.

Guo Ziyi is already a sixty-year-old man, but he still has to take risks to accompany him late at night, and Su Zong said goodbye.

Luo Bing and Mei Changqing unfolded their long swords, and the hall danced into a circle of light, and the butter giant candle kept swaying.

The four of them tumbled and rolled and fought together.

Four people and four long swords, talking about swords, naturally they are focused on the sharpness of the internal strength flying fish sword, but Luo Bing is Wudang's smart swordsmanship this time, and Ouyang Qing has no upper hand for a while.

And Mei Changqing's fierce and ruthless swordsmanship made the man in black suffer, this man in black's martial arts is not weak, and under Mei Changqing's sharp swordsmanship, he can occasionally return a few moves, which should not be underestimated.

It's just that somehow this time, the Chenzhou Yan brothers didn't come.

Ouyang Qing had already secretly driven the Night Emperor's Cold Ice Palm, but Luo Bing and Mei Changqing exchanged each other, and their bodies and positions were perfectly matched.

Ouyang Qing not only didn't mention the slightest bit of true qi, but there was a faint pain in his chest, as if the internal force was suppressed by the other party.

If he continued to fight, Ouyang Qing himself was more and more surprised, after a few days, it seemed that everyone's martial arts were a little higher, and the figure behind Mei Changqing was quite like Rong and Kuan, but it couldn't be like.

As soon as the four of them handed over, Ouyang Qing didn't have too many worries and concerns, firstly, he was conceited of his martial arts, thinking that even if he was defeated, it would be more than enough for him to protect himself, and secondly, he believed that there were more masters under the command of the Heavenly Demons, and he would never do his best in this battle.

But the other two of them moved each other, and the power was several times stronger, Luo Bing groaned for a long time, the sword light in his hand dispersed, Mei Changqing fought for a long time, and the sword was like a swimming dragon.

The man in black was injured in a blink of an eye, and under the opponent's rapid attack, he retreated again and again, but the man in black was not surprised, shocked but not chaotic.

Seeing Mei Changqing's ruthless moves, the Heavenly Demon couldn't help frowning slightly.

As the battle raged, a man in the uniform of an officer and soldier hurriedly rushed in and whispered a few words in the queen's ear, and the queen's face that had collapsed in front of him without changing color finally changed color, and she exclaimed in horror: "How can it be so fast?

Guo Antong took 4,000 Imperial Forest Army, as well as Guo Ziyi's most elite 2,000 private troops, to set up the palace and prevent any Praetorian Guards and Jin Wuwei from entering. Although Empress Wei's Praetorian Guard was several times larger than the other party, in the narrow alley, the numerical advantage could not be brought into play at all, and it turned out to be an undefeated stalemate.

However, the participation of dozens of men in black completely changed the tide of the battle.

These all have good martial arts, hold sharp blades, kill people when they see them, and most of them are sneak attack officers.

Once successful, it will leave a large number of people leaderless and thrown into chaos. Such a force condensed and thrust from the back row like a sharp knife, and the Praetorian Guard suddenly and quickly retreated.

Originally, if it was just a group of martial arts masters rushing in, it would not be terrible, and any martial arts master could only form a round of flesh under the charge of a well-trained army.

Most of the martial arts masters do not have the cooperation of forming an organization, and even if they form a team, they are mixed and become a rabble.

These people did not know the formation in the melee, did not listen to orders, and fought on their own, and they were definitely not opponents of a well-trained army. But the terrible thing about these black-clothed men is that not only do they have excellent martial arts, but they also cooperate tacitly, advance and retreat in a certain way, and obviously have undergone extremely strict training! They are in groups of three or five, mixed in the crowd, and if they have the opportunity, they will immediately kill the officers, and if they don't have the opportunity, they can also quickly kill the Praetorian Guard soldiers around them.

This group of people was arranged by the Heavenly Demon Feng Jiuyou to assist the emperor from being killed by a sneak attack, Feng Jiuyou held a shield in his left hand and a gun in his right hand, advancing and retreating freely in the crowd. His shield danced back and forth, easily blocking all enemy attacks, and with a flick of his gun, he instantly stabbed an officer to death.

Someone saw that the wind was fierce, so they surrounded him. But Feng Jiuyou's marksmanship was so powerful, the gun shook and shouted, and immediately stabbed one person to death. There was a slight gap, and the light work was unfolded, like a fish playing in the water, like a bird flying to the sky, like mercury pouring into the ground, the opponent's encirclement was in vain, and Feng Jiuyou had already killed nearly ten officers in a row. Everyone was frightened, and they didn't dare to approach Feng Jiuyou anymore, and even many officers took the lead in retreating.

Guo Antong recognized at a glance that these people were by no means ordinary officers and soldiers, and most of them were the detective team used by the usual detectives of the Dali Temple.

The legendary Dali Temple catches fast and detectives, and it really lives up to its name.

It's just that Guo Antong didn't know that half of this group of black-clothed people were good hands in the green forest, but they were not the detectives and arrests of Shidali Temple.

The commander on the queen's side watched the soldiers in the rear retreat one after another, his face was full of anger, and he couldn't help but shout: "Stop them! Stop them! I will lead people to resist the front, and you will immediately deal with the group of people behind!"

After all, the commander of the Praetorian Guard was an old general from the army, and commanding the battle array was by no means general, so he immediately mobilized three hundred elite Praetorian Guards and rushed forward directly. The elite natural strength of the Praetorian Guard was far superior to that of Jin Wuwei, and the wisdom of the commander to act in the center and left and right was enough to delay a lot of time.

The so-called defeat is like a mountain.

The entire Luoyang except for the palace is under the control of the Praetorian Guard, and there is nothing to mention in the rear, who would have thought that there would be a strong martial arts force from behind?

After a group of people in the rear team were killed and dispersed, the defeated rebels crowded back and forth like a tide, and the entire Jin Wuwei was in chaos for a while.

And the Royal Forest Army in front of me didn't know how many people raided in the dark night, only to see the sloppy in the back row, the morale was exhausted for a while, and some people even began to flee.

Although the commander on the queen's side has the ability to manage and lead the troops, and the people he leads are all strong in the Royal Forest Army, but before he rushed in front of the Praetorian Guard, he was first broken up by the defeated soldiers.

This commander has the ability to govern the army, but he is unable to return to the sky, and with 300 men and horses, it is as if he is stuck in a quagmire, and he cannot advance or retreat. Facing the crowd of people around him, he immediately showed his decisiveness, slashed his long sword, cut down the defeated officers and soldiers around him, and shouted loudly: "Those who dare to retreat will be killed! There is no retreat! There is no retreat! There is no retreat! Everyone is killed and retreated!"

The three hundred Imperial Forest Army under his command, hearing this, could no longer tolerate mercy, and the blade did not swing towards the Praetorian Guard, but stabbed the defeated soldiers around him first. The officers and soldiers who gradually retreated saw that the people in command were like fierce tigers, and the blades in their hands were stained with blood, and they had no mercy in killing people. Everyone thought in their hearts: "The queen is here!" At this moment, it is death to enter and death, and it is also death to retreat, plus the commander and commander are present in person, and the morale is greatly boosted, many people roared, turned around and rushed towards the Praetorian Guard.

In Luoyang, the shouts of killing shook the sky, and the blood flowed like a river! In a short time, the ground of the bluestone slab was covered with bloodstains, and pools of blood were gathered in the low-lying places. And all the people of the city were panicked and shut up. It's just that many despicable people took the opportunity to loot everywhere, and all robbers and thieves also took the opportunity to dispatch, and Luoyang was in chaos for a while.

Guo Antong saw the well-commanded commander on the horse from a distance, sneered slightly, and said to himself: "This commander is really bold. Riding on a tall horse, all the Praetorian Guards can see the commander going on the expedition, and their morale can be improved. But you yourself are exposed to the eyes of our archers. ”

Turning around, he said in a deep voice: "Archers prepare, aim at the red-tasseled commander on Jin Wuwei's side!"

Seeing that hundreds of bows and arrows have been designated as commanders, Guo Antong gave an order and dozens of arrows were fired at once, but this commander was never alive. But Guo Antong raised his hand high, but he couldn't bear to fall, and said secretly in his heart: "This commander doesn't know who his surname is, but he does have a talent that is hard to find." At that time, my uncle used thousands of men and horses to quell the rebellion of Yang Guozhong's younger brother Yang Guobei, which was worthy of the name of the Tang Dynasty military god. Although we are military generals, when it comes to the art of leading troops, how many of them can compare to him? It's a pity!" Thinking of this, he waved his hand and said: "Come on, capture this red tassel general alive, reward a thousand taels of silver, you must capture it alive!"

This Hongying general is indeed an extraordinary commanding talent, he took the lead and forcibly stopped some of the chaotic soldiers, but although there are many Jinwuwei people, they are nameless, and they don't want to fight, and it is better to attack and die than to retreat to kill, and now there are 200,000 people who retreat after all, and they are surging back like a tide, and they can no longer organize a favorable attack, and even those who retreat are powerless to resist. On the contrary, more and more Praetorian Guards surrounded the Red Ribbon general, and surrounded him with the idea of capturing the enemy commander.

A leading general of the Praetorian Guard, on a horse, with the help of the power of the prancing horse, stabbed in the head, and the red tassel general raised his sword to resist, but was almost slashed to the ground.

People who are familiar with the art of war, the real battlefield sword and gun face-to-face fighting is not his forte, and the other party is extremely brave, how can this red tassel general take it? If it weren't for the other party's intention to capture him alive, he was afraid that the general would have split him from the beginning with a single sword.

The red-tasseled general rolled on the spot a few times, knelt down on one knee to stabilize his body, and found that the tiger's mouth of the right hand holding the sword had been cracked, and the palm of his hand was in severe pain, trembling, and he hurriedly handed the sword to his left hand. But at the same time, more people had gathered around, and the guards had been separated.

The general saw that there were no guards around him, although there were millions of free soldiers in his chest, he was unable to face the bright swords and guns at this time, and he waved the sword in his hand frantically in a panic, but he was powerless.

Although the Jin Wuwei led by the Hongying general had no intention of rebelling, they were just wrapped up and marched forward, and most of them had fled without even encountering the Praetorian Guards.

The rest of the Jin Wuwei were scattered by the retreating Jin Wuwei first, and then they were wrapped up and withdrew from the battlefield. The rest of the people, as well as some of the Jinwuwei and Empress garrisons who returned to the battlefield, fell into the vast number of fleeing Jinwuwei troops, and were wrapped out of the city in a blink of an eye.

The red tasseled general's helmet was also lost, his cape was scattered, and his face was covered with blood. At this critical juncture, this Hongying general was like a battle-hardened veteran, waving his sword again and again, putting life and death out of the way, and repelled several besieging soldiers in a row.

But the guards around him died tragically one by one. A loyal leader of the guards, with his body, helped the red tassel general block a few knives, and rushed forward, and actually used his flesh and blood as a red tassel general to break through a road.

If it weren't for the power of a thousand taels of silver, the spears and halberds of these outlaws on the battlefield would have fallen one after another, and they would have made him flesh and blood on the spot.

The deputy general next to him shouted in pain: "Master Gao, go quickly!"

Where can thousands of troops go under the iron bucket?

This red-tasseled general is naturally too far behind the outstretched hands of the heroes of the green forest, after all, he has not practiced any martial arts, and the path that the leader of the guard desperately rushed out was quickly filled.

Even though the other party intended to capture him alive, the armor on the high commander had already been cut off, and there were still a few huge wounds. The knife wound on the left arm was deep and bone-invisible, and the lower ribs, chest, and lower abdomen were also covered with blood. He looked up, but Jin Wuwei was already in disarray, and he could no longer form an army, knowing that the rebellion was nameless and unreal, and many loyal guards wanted to come to the rescue of him, but he suffered heavy casualties, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart: "The queen can't hold it!"

It was when the eyes were blank and looking around that the hot blood in my heart finally cooled.

When his mind was in a mess, he didn't know the pain and itching, and a long knife next to him was handed over to his thigh and immediately stabbed him, and he fell to the ground softly.

The high commander didn't know if he was flustered at this time, he raised his sword, and waved it around, but he no longer had a murderous aura and killing intent, and with a "snap", his right shoulder was also stabbed by a spear, and his shoulder blades were shattered immediately.

The long sword in his hand could no longer be held, his head was scattered, covered in blood, and he fell to one knee on the ground.

The commander was also hard enough, and after a few breaths, he shouted: "All the rest of the people have returned to the barracks! Return immediately, leave me alone! If you don't want to go back, go home directly, don't be a soldier!"

Someone couldn't help but exclaim: "General Gao, we're here to save you!"

Knowing that he was going to die, the high commander smiled miserably and said in a loud voice: "Leave me alone! Everyone retreats to the barracks, and if you don't want to go back, go home and farm!"

He saw that some of the Praetorian Guards had begun to retreat, and the encirclement had been very large, and the people in the circle were all his old subordinates, loyal to the lord, and found that it was difficult to save the high commander, not only did not retreat, but rushed forward desperately to kill, it seemed that they were going to die on the battlefield, and they would die to show their will.

The high commander was hoarse, but he shouted with all his might: "Tell the queen mother, when guarding the harem, you must not send a musket team!"

Guo Antong bent his bow and took the arrow, looking at the arrow of the "whoosh" on his arm, this arrow hit the wrist of the commander, and the long sword fell to the ground with a "bell".

Many of the Jinwuwei troops took the initiative to stay in a small circle, desperately blocking the advance of the Praetorian Guards.

The Praetorian Guards only surrounded, but did not come forward to attack, if anyone tried to get out of the circle, then he would immediately fall down with a knife, and he could stand in the circle, but he would never give the circle.

Although the number of these Jin Wuwei carried by the queen is not large, these people have the heart of death, and they often stand tall with several knives in their bodies, covered in blood, but they are still shouting and fighting.

In the face of such a fierce enemy, the Praetorian Guards also felt pity for each other, not slaughtering frantically, and couldn't help but cherish their talents.

At this moment, the remaining thousands of Jinwu guards retreated back to the queen's barracks.

Although the Dali Temple detective is quick and has the intention to stop it, but in the face of the Jinwu Guard, whose combat effectiveness in Datang is also one of the handful, with dozens of people to resist the opponent's thousands of people, it is obviously just a mantis arm as a car. Anyway, the task has been completed, and there is no need to do unnecessary casualties, and the people of Dali Temple quickly left the battlefield and disappeared into the night.

Empress Wei listened to the military intelligence report outside, and she was also shocked and scared.

She stood there without changing her face and thought about it, and said in a low voice: "Everyone is guarding the queen's dormitory, and not allowing an enemy to be put in! Which city gate is breached, everyone will be beheaded!" After a pause, she said: "After I ascend the throne, everyone will be promoted by three ranks, and the officers will be rewarded with 1,000 silver, and the ordinary soldiers will be rewarded with 300 silver! By the way, the musket team will also be dispatched." ”

The herald couldn't help but hesitate: "However, before being captured, Master Gao said that he could not use a musket......

The queen frowned and shouted, "It's already out, Gao Xianren is confused in battle! My musket team is so powerful, I don't need it at the moment, can I still take it to the coffin?"

Originally, the Taihe Heart Nourishing Hall behind the Danqi was even more solemn, looking up, the spine of the shining temple seemed to stand in the clouds.

Next to the Baohe Palace, on the west side of the steps outside the Qianqing Gate, there are three bungalows against the north wall, the black lacquered door is closed, and there is a faint light reflected in the window.

There is naturally a solemn and murderous atmosphere in the palace, and the life and death of thousands of people in the world are decided here with an understatement.

No matter who walks into this emperor's solemn house for the first time, it is undoubtedly the most exciting time in his life, but Lu Changfeng only feels that his back is cold, as if there are countless sharp arrows pointing at him.

He also had no way to help Luo Bing, because he still had to protect Guo Ziyi and the emperor.

At night, the moonlight is as cool as water.

Under the whole world, it is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's people. The words spoken by the Son of Heaven are simply like a magic wand in mythology, which can turn iron into gold, turn humility into nobility, and turn decay into magic.

Although the emperor was lying on the bed, he said a word, although he was the only one who spoke, but he heard more than one on the side, and everyone was stunned when he heard this.