Li Luo's face changed for a moment, and he said indifferently: "There are hundreds of martial artists in the Forbidden City, even if they come in, it's fine, I don't believe how many martial artists they have." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Yun Rui couldn't help but shake his head, "Your Highness, how many palace guards, how many second-rank martial artists? ”

Li Luo thought for a while, "Most of them are D-class martial artists, and there are seven or eight B-class warriors." Even if Wang Wu is powerful, he will be entangled with you and Wei Xin for a while..."

Yun Rui interrupted him, "Not counting Wang Wu, there are more than a dozen B-rank martial artists under the prince, plus the help of the Masons Association, their D-class and C-rank martial artists, and the ministers are estimated to be quite a few." Moreover, they also have three first-class martial artists. ”

Li Luo's face suddenly turned pale, if this is the case, then the guards in the Forbidden City are really difficult to resist, and the combat power of a first-class martial artist is enough to sweep through hundreds of first-class martial artists.

Yun Rui dialed Jiang Bancheng's phone and asked a few of them to feel that the Forbidden City was coming to help. Although there was fierce fighting outside, it couldn't stop them from entering.

Half an hour later, Jiang Bancheng and a few people finally came to the Forbidden City, and three second-class martial artists were added at once, and Li Luo was suddenly relieved.

In order to prevent Li Wei's warriors from attacking, Li Luo and Yun Rui gathered hundreds of warriors and defended them around Xia Ming Palace, and now in addition to the three palaces, the queen, princess and other important royal family members have also been transferred to Xia Ming Palace.

At this time, the sound of army helicopters came from the sky above the city of Yanjing, and countless citizens were shocked to find that not only the armed helicopters came, but with the roaring sound of motors, tanks and armored vehicles appeared in the field of vision, and at the same time, thousands of soldiers wearing camouflage loaded guns and live ammunition lined up in a neat line to march towards the city.

Leaflets snowflake from the sky, and a helicopter flew low in the summer with a huge banner that read: "Long live the emperor." ”

The rumbling tanks were getting closer and closer, and many soldiers stood on the armor and tanks and shouted hysterically: "The great government is returned, and the monarch's power is divinely conferred!" Long live the emperor!"

Immediately after that, out of nowhere, a group of people appeared, holding banners and slogans, on which were written the names of the various teams such as "Academic Petition Group", "Student Petition Group", "Workers' Petition Group", as if they had been rehearsed and shouted in unison: "The will of the people cannot be violated, please take over the power of the emperor!"

Even the heavy snow that did not stop for a moment could not cool down the tension and heat of the city at all. Slowly, many citizens even spontaneously joined the parade and shouted slogans. But many more watched with indifference and horror.

With the arrival of the 7th Division, there were no other pedestrians on the street, and all the cars stopped quietly. In addition to the parade is the military police, of course, there are also black vests.

However, the 7th Division had not yet fully entered the city, and another torrent of armor had also entered the city with great fanfare from the west. They didn't have any slogans, just silently and slowly moved in the direction of the Forbidden City.

It was the Ninth Division that received an order from the emperor to prepare for the rebellion.

The 60,000-strong army of the two divisions confronted each other in the urban area more than ten miles away from the Forbidden City, and the tense atmosphere had reached its peak. The commanders of both sides quickly set up the street fighting fortifications and strictly ordered their subordinates to exercise restraint. Any excesses on both sides may irritate the other side, and once a fight starts, it will really be a river of blood. Even the 7th Division, which participated in the rebellion, would not fire first unless it was absolutely necessary.

Officers and soldiers on both sides believe that righteousness is on their side. The Seventh Division said that it was for His Majesty the Emperor to take back power, but the Ninth Division was ordered by the Emperor.

Just when the armies of the two sides confronted each other, there was already a river of blood near the Chengtian Gate of the Forbidden City, and thousands of "black vests" were bleeding at the city gate.

"Da Da Da!"

"Boom"

"Hold on!"

"Kill, kill!"

The sound of machine guns, rocket launchers, mortars and other small arms was earth-shattering, accompanied by shouts of killing and screams, coupled with the heavier and heavier snowfall, and more and more corpses, it seemed extremely tragic and tragic.

Snow white and blood red, snow cold and blood hot. The long smoke of gunpowder was swept up by the cold wind, which was picturesque.

Every time the black vests charged, they fell like wheat under the machine-gun fire of the Praetorian Guard, but they were still fierce and undaunted, attacking one attack after another. Both sides were red-eyed, and bullets poured on each other without money.

Although the Praetorian Guard Regiment was a well-trained elite unit and defended by the city gate, there were only 3,000 people, and the "black vests" of the savior had 10,000 or several thousand people, all of whom were outlaws who were not afraid of death, so they could not fight each other for a while, and the battle was extremely fierce. Although the Black Vests had killed and wounded more than 2,000 people, the Janissaries had hundreds of casualties.

Li Wei came to the Forbidden City surrounded by hundreds of warriors, and these people didn't care about the black vests that were shouting and fighting fiercely with the Praetorian Guards, but directly entered the Forbidden City, this high wall was nothing to the warriors.

Of these three hundred warriors, there are actually hundreds of them brought by Duanmu Xuefei, of course, there are absolutely no hundred warriors in Yanjing, most of these people are the men of her other collaborator.

Outside, there was a murderous atmosphere, but in a classical-style pavilion a few miles away from the Forbidden City, there were two people playing chess and watching the snow.

"This one, once the killing game is over, how many breaths can you take as a big dragon?" a middle-aged man with an elegant appearance on the left laughed loudly, his voice was extremely thick and magnetic.

On the right is a middle-aged beautiful woman who still has charm, she pursed her lips and smiled, and stroked her hair very gracefully, "No, the defeat is decided, and it is in vain to resist." ”

The middle-aged beautiful woman stood up and walked into the snow. In such weather, she only wears a cheongsam, but it doesn't seem to be cold at all.

The man, who was also wearing only a white shirt, paced out of the pavilion to look at the snow with the woman, and praised it: "Good snow!"

After a long time, the woman said, "Do you really think the situation is settled?"

The man shook his head and said indifferently, "That's not necessarily. After speaking, he took the woman's hand and entered the pavilion, picked up a white chess piece from the previous woman, played it in a place, and said with a smile: "Look, if you make another move here just now, I may not be able to win." Yanjing's game of chess is the same, until the end, I don't know who loses and who wins. ”

The woman seemed puzzled: "Then why aren't you worried at all?

The man said slowly: "It is up to man to plan things, and it is up to heaven to make things happen." With Concubine Xue and Wang Wu out of the horse, Li Wei has a ninety percent chance of winning. Once the restoration is successful, the whole country will be in turmoil, and we can implement the plan. The Confucian Mansion has been lonely for too long, so that in the eyes of the world, there is only the royal family and no Confucian Mansion.

If Li Wei fails, all those parliamentarians and officials will be dismissed, and most of the vacancies will be filled by our people, and we will not lose.

If Li Wei wins, we make a big profit, and if Li Wei loses, we will at least make a small profit. In short, we will not lose. ”

The middle-aged woman said, "I hope so, I'm not as optimistic as you." Hehe, you listen to the sound of gunshots, heaven and earth are unkind to all things as dogs. ”

The man's eyes suddenly turned cold, "Confucianism must re-dominate the Eastern thought, in order to restore the great cause of Taoist dominance and realize the ideal of the saint Datong world, these people can be regarded as martyrs." ”

This is the mobile phone ringing, the man picked it up, and the voice of a woman inside came very respectfully: "Lord, the prince has brought people into the palace." ”

"I know this," the man said indifferently, "Aren't you doing an assassination mission with Wang Han now? ”

"Yes. The other side of the phone said without hesitation.

......

In front of Xia Ming Palace.

"Brother Huang, you still have time to rein in the hanging rock, don't make a mistake again! Chengtianmen is already bleeding!" Li Luo stood on the steps in front of the palace and pointed to Li Wei, who had brought people here, and shouted.

Li Wei stood there proudly, with a large number of warriors in front of him and behind him, confronting the guards in front of Xia Ming Palace.

"Zhiyong, you are also a royal person, why do you want to oppose me! I am doing this for the sake of the Li family, for the empire, and the monarchy has been absolute for thousands of years, what's wrong! Isn't it an absolute monarchy in the prosperous Han and Tang dynasties? What's wrong with letting my father take over the power? Zhiyong, as long as you support me, your throne will be hereditary, how about it?" Li Weizhen said eloquently.

Li Luo looked at the hundreds of warriors on the other side, although he was flustered, he still didn't dare to back down in the slightest: "So you really want to turn back the wheel of history, go against the trend, and become a one-man thief?"

"Get out of the way, this palace must personally persuade my father and the prime minister! Come on, enter the palace!" Li Wei didn't want to be verbose anymore, and waved his hand heavily, "Death to those who dare to block!"

"Presumptuous!" Suddenly the palace door opened, and Emperor Li Ming, Shang Chaodong, and Rong Changxin walked out together. Li Ming looked at Li Wei condescendingly and said coldly: "You brought so many martial artists, are you here to kill your Lao Tzu?"

Li Wei was still arrogant just now, and when he saw Li Ming at this time, his momentum suddenly plummeted, and even the murderous warriors immediately stopped, and even many people bowed.

Li Wei bowed and said: "Father, the son is doing this completely for the sake of the empire, for the sake of the father, and I also ask the father to accept the will of the people..."

Li Ming was furious, pointed at Li Wei and gritted his teeth and smiled: "Fart! You are for yourself! For your own ambition, regardless of the safety of the empire, you will disturb the world! Do you want to bury my Li family and the hard-won stability of the country? and say that for the sake of me and the empire, it is simply a big joke in the world!"

Once you really become an autocratic emperor, how many days will you be able to do so? How many people will rise up against you at that time? I tell you that at that time, the world will fall apart and be in chaos, the prestige of the central government will be discredited, and the situation of warlords fighting will surely reappear! And my royal family will never recover! Do you have the ability to turn the tide and stop all this? You, you are dizzy from dreaming!