Chapter 110 The blood-stained royal rank lion and tiger fight, and thunder sounded in the Zen Pavilion

The prestige of the Mai Army is known to everyone in Southern Qi, and no one knows it, but it is one thing to have heard of it, and it is another thing to see it with your own eyes.

More than 150 elite soldiers of the Zhaowu Battalion were crushed with only two charges. This disparity in strength really shocked everyone's hearts.

The Mai Army was so strong, the people on Yuwen's side were naturally rejoicing, but Cheng Yang and his party were a little scratching their heads.

In the main hall, there are still three hundred soldiers in the Zhaowu Battalion, and the number is absolutely superior, but seeing the strong performance of the Mai Army before, no one will underestimate the cavalry team of more than sixty people. The atmosphere in the hall began to become strange because of the approaching Mai army.

"Wow", the cold light in the hall flickered, the long sword was unsheathed, and Cheng Younian finally couldn't help but make a move.

As a recognized leader in the four armies in Beijing, Cheng Younian is naturally not a showman. In addition to his superb ability to command troops, his cultivation is also good, and he has reached the Shangyuan Realm.

"Follow me!" Stop them!" Cheng Younian roared, and nearly two hundred trillion soldiers of the martial arts battalion rushed to the door of the main hall with him.

At this stall, Yin Haojie flashed to Yang Yunxiu's side, and said urgently: "General Yang, what should we do now?"

As the No. 2 person in Cheng Yang's party, Yang Yunxiu is naturally half of the principal. At this moment, Cheng Younian had personally led the team to rush and kill, and the control of the hall naturally fell on his head.

Yang Yunxiu glanced at Yin Haojie indifferently, his eyes looked through the crowd, and looked at Yuwen Junxun who was on the battlefield. The words of the man in black from last night came back to his mind.

He took a deep breath and spoke, "I have secretly informed the Xiaoyi guards and asked them to rush to the palace. As long as we survive this wave, we still have a chance to win!"

Yin Haojie was reassured when he heard this, and then he remembered that after Fang Cai Zhaowu's battalion launched a military admonition, the generals on his side had cooperated and issued an order, dispatched troops and horses, and seized the key places in the city. The vast majority of the forces in the capital are controlled by them, and even if there is the supreme combat power of the Mai Army, the force of the Yuwen party in the city is by no means their opponent. As long as the reinforcements of the Xiaoyi Guard arrived, these people in the Chaoyang Hall would still be unable to escape death. Capture the thief and capture the king first, as long as they are all the leaders, their own side will be considered to win.

Yin Haojie showed a little excitement, turned his head and shouted: "The brothers of the Zhaowu Battalion are working hard! Kill all these rebellious ministers and thieves! Xiaoyiwei's reinforcements are on the way, they will arrive immediately!"

This sentence was undoubtedly a shot in the arm, and the morale of the Zhaowu camp was suddenly boosted.

Outside the Chaoyang Palace, the Zhaowu battalion led by Cheng Younian has already been in close contact with the Mai Army.

The high imperial stairs made it impossible to give full play to the advantages of the Mai Army's cavalry, and when they rode their horses to the square in front of the main hall, Cheng Younian had already led the army to charge, compressing the space for the acceleration of the Mai Army's war horses to the extreme.

Losing the advantage of the cavalry, the war horse instead restricted the movement of the Mai army, and the Mai sergeant decisively abandoned the horse and fought on foot, the heavy blade was raised, and the two gangs collided fiercely.

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Led by the coach, its momentum is like a rainbow, and the number is superior, and the savior of one side is heartfelt, experienced in a hundred battles, and has repeatedly created legends. The battle between the two strong armies of the Southern Qi is a matter of life and death, and it is extremely tragic.

Blood gradually stained the bluestone on the ground, flowing slowly along the imperial steps......

"Boom" A rugged figure slammed into the palace wall, spurting out a mouthful of blood with a pop.

Zheng Hu barely used an axe to crutche, his back against the palace wall, and there were bursts of colic in his internal organs.

Opposite him, Mu Xiongfei wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, the horse chopping knife was across his chest, and his eyes were full of cold killing intent.

Zheng Hu let out a pang, before today, he never thought that he would die, but today, he felt the approach of death. He, like Qiu Ying, Zhong Chengshan and others, are all cronies who have followed Cheng Younian for many years, but several people play different roles. Qiu Yingji has become smart, but his combat power is not high, and he is responsible for handling some affairs that are inconvenient for Cheng Younian to appear in private, and he, Zhong Chengshan and several others are the top combat power in the Zhaowu camp. However, Zheng Hu has brute strength, a wild personality, likes hearty battles on the battlefield, and pays attention to righteousness and brightness, while Zhong Chengshan, this person has a ruthless personality and is good at sneak attacks and assassinations, but he is a little incompatible with Zheng Hu's straightforwardness.

It was precisely because of the different personalities between the two that Cheng Younian handed over the responsibility of guarding the palace gate to Zheng Hu.

The previous Mai army broke through the door, Mu Xiongfei stayed to contain Zheng Hu, and the two fought again, this time, Zheng Hu found out that this ghost-faced sergeant was so tricky.

He naturally didn't know that among the many martial arts masters with high cultivation in the Mai Army, excluding Wang Zheng of the Yuan Sheng Realm, Mu Xiongfei ranked second. His realm has reached the pinnacle of the lower grade of the Yuan Realm, and he has also crossed the border to kill the Tiande fierce general Ko Salon who is the top grade of the Yuan Realm, but Mu Xiongfei has always been low-key and not famous.

Compared with Mu Xiongfei, although Zheng Hu is strong, it is largely because of his innate divine power. His moves are powerful, wide open and close, in the military duel on the battlefield, all the armies are around, and both sides do not have much room to play, Zheng Hu's offensive is indeed unstoppable, and even Mu Xiongfei can only barely reach a draw. But in another way of playing, like now, against a master like Mu Xiongfei, Zheng Hu is one line behind.

The two fought again, Mu Xiongfei finally showed his sharp fangs, his body was far superior to Zheng Hu, and his knife skills were even more tricky, and he didn't confront Zheng Hu head-on at all. Although Zheng Hu is brave, he is like punching cotton, and he has nowhere to focus. After thirty moves, Zheng Hu finally showed his fatigue, Mu Xiongfei dodged forward, hit with one blow, and slapped Zheng Hu's chest with a slashing knife. But even so, Zheng Hu's internal organs were still injured, and blood gushed upwards and burst through his throat.

A mouthful of blood spit out, and Zheng Hu felt that his breath was much smoother. He strengthened his internal strength, held the battle axe in his hand, and his eyes showed fanatical battle intent.

The soldier dies for his confidant, and today is the time when the general ascends to the throne, so auspicious time, just to die!

"Come again!" Zheng Hu roared, pounced like a tiger, and the giant axe was rounded, like Mount Tai pressing the top.

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Mu Xiongfei's mouth, and the splendor on the horse chopping knife shone brightly, heading head-on.

"Bang bang" and "dangdang", the two heavy weapons collided in a series of ways, and sparks flew everywhere.

Mu Xiongfei shot with all his might, the knife momentum was like wind and rain, and the knife did not leave the vital point of Zheng Hu's body.

Zheng Hu has the will to die, like a mad tiger, the giant axe is slamming vertically and horizontally, and the energy is agitated.

Zheng Hu gave up his life to attack, and his power was better than before. But even so, the gap in strength is still insurmountable, Mu Xiongfei's horse chopping knife fell on his body again and again, bringing up a slip of scarlet blood and flesh, after twenty rounds, Zheng Hu's clothes and armor were scattered, and the blood all over his body flowed wildly, and he had become a bloody man.

Blood blocked his vision, and his physical strength was gradually draining, and Zheng Hu knew that he was already at the end of his strong crossbow and was on the verge of death. In the afterglow, the figure rushed forward again, Zheng Hu raised his head to the sky and let out a mournful roar, and the battle axe was raised high.

With a soft sound of "poof", Zheng Hu's sorrowful roar came to an abrupt end, and on his heart guard, the horse chopping knife was deep to the handle, and it came out from his back, and the red blood flowed down the blade behind him like flowing water.

Zheng Hu only felt that his eyes were full of red, red sky, red clouds, and then the red slowly turned black, his consciousness fell into darkness, and his majestic body fell down violently, until this moment, the battle axe was still tightly grasped in his hand.

Mu Xiongfei let out a long breath, stretched out his hand and pulled out the horse chopping knife inserted in Zheng Hu's chest, glanced at the corpse on the ground, jumped on an ownerless war horse, and galloped towards the palace inside.

A cold autumn wind blew, and only dozens of cold corpses remained in front of the palace.

Zen Pavilion.

Ning Yu and Hu Siniang sat opposite each other. On the table beside him, a column of fragrance lingers.

Hu Siniang's expression was a little anxious, and she looked restless.

Just last night, this man suddenly came to the Zen Pavilion to ask to see the Grand Duke. The two met secretly in the room, and except for Wang Zheng, the governor strictly ordered no one to approach.

Half an hour later, the Governor walked out of the room, secretly ordered the Zen Pavilion to obey his command, and rushed to the palace hall alone.

Originally, the people of the Zen Pavilion were to cooperate with the Fanhua organization, monitor and hinder the actions of the Detention Hall, and assist the various military horses to control the secrets of the Jingshi. The temporary change of life made Hu Siniang understand that they must have a more important mission.

Just now, Fanhua's spies came to report that soldiers and horses from all over the city had been dispatched, and at the same time, they encountered fierce resistance from Cheng Younian's side. Except for the Hosei Warehouse and the Armory, which were successfully taken with the cooperation of the Mai Army, the rest of the operations did not seem to be going well. At the same time, an even more shocking news came that the Zhaowu Battalion under Cheng Younian actually openly knocked on the palace and launched a military admonition.

Hearing this news, Hu Siniang was shocked, and even though she wanted to lead her command to the palace to rescue the driver, she was stopped by the person in front of her. He used Yuwen Junxun's order to deprive himself of his authority, and then kissed

Self-care until now.

Hu Siniang finally couldn't sit still, stood up and said urgently: "This... What are we waiting for? Cheng Younian is frenzied, Zhaowu Battalion is knocking on the palace and admonishing the soldiers, and the leaders of our side, including the governor, are all in the palace, and they are in danger! If the governor has any three strengths and two shortcomings, we will be all finished!"

Ning Yu glanced at Hu Siniang and said calmly: "Zhaowu Camp knocks on the palace soldiers, what can you do with a dozen people in this area? Since the governor dares to take risks alone, he must be in his chest, and we don't need to worry about it." Our mission is crucial, it can be said that the key to completely defeating Cheng Younian cannot be missed, but the time is not yet right, I still have to wait for news. ”

Hu Siniang hurriedly said: "What task can be more important than the safety of the governor?" Otherwise, you wait here, and I will go to the palace to save the governor!"

Ning Yu said coldly: "I can't show up later, this matter can only be left to you to do! I can tell you that this matter is very important, and it is a matter of great importance to the success or failure of the Governor's cause. If you leave, this matter will not be completed, and then you will only have to fight with Cheng Younian, and you should understand the consequences!"

Hu Siniang was stunned and suddenly fell silent. Now, Cheng Younian's brazen raising of troops is already reckless. This sudden situation made the unprepared Yuwen side fall into passivity. Hu Siniang knew that the successful succession of the generalissimo of the soldiers and horses was only the first step for Yuwen Junxun to achieve hegemony, and the next thing he had to face was the more powerful five leaders, so it was particularly important for Yuwen Junxun to preserve the power in Beijing. Now, although the two sides have clashed over the competition for the confidential department of the Beijing Division, after all, there is no real full-scale war, if Cheng Younian can be solved without blood, it will naturally be the best result that Yuwen's side is happy to see.

Since Yuwen Junxun can make up his mind to hand over the command of the Zen Pavilion to the person in front of him, it shows that the killer weapon in his hand really has such an effect. On the one hand, it is a killer move to defeat the enemy, and on the other hand, it is the safety of Yuwen Junxun, and Hu Siniang suddenly fell into a dilemma.

The fragrance gradually burned out, and a rush of footsteps came into the ears of the two of them. There was a knock on the door, and the little guy pushed the door in, and said urgently: "My lord, Fanhua is here to report! Yang Yunxiu's Xiaoyi guard has been dispatched!"

Ning Yu asked calmly, "Where are they going?"

"Three hundred cavalry, go straight to the palace!"

Ning Yu got up suddenly, looked at Hu Siniang's eager gaze, and said with a smile: "The time has come! Let's go to the palace!"

(End of chapter)