Later, when the military counted the details of the coup, the official material recorded it as follows:

The most elite silver-feathered knights carefully selected by the three thousand were all killed under the conditions of backward equipment, sneak attack and plotting, and the opponent's insidious tactics. The rebels who attacked them only paid less than 600 men, and they completely annihilated this elite division.

600 for 3,000...... A ratio that makes people sigh.

And on this day, the blood flowed into the surrounding canals, so that the wells in the area around Liberty Square could still be red in the water ten days later.

“...... Today, I'm going to get back what belongs to me, just today......" Prince Zhong sat on his horse, his body was as straight as a javelin, the red cloak behind his back was hunting in the wind, the sharp sword in his palm was pointed at the Holy Emperor Song Xingtian, and the face of the Yin Owl exuded an undisguised murderous aura.

This "virtuous king", who has always been kind and kind, finally revealed his true colors.

The Holy Emperor's face sank like water, his eyes were gloomy, and his eyelids, which were originally half-open and half-closed, were finally completely opened. The supreme ruler of the empire slowly stood up, and at this moment, the momentum on his body suddenly burst out. Even Song Li, who was far away from him, felt the anger in the heart of this Holy Emperor.

Dark clouds in the sky obscured the sun, and in the distance of the long street, in the direction of Liberty Square, there was a sudden noise of noise, and the crowded people in the streets, like frightened horses, suddenly became confused.

The news of the massacre of the Silver Feather Knight in Liberty Square had spread through the crowd, and at first some people didn't believe it, but they watched the frightened people rushing all the way from the direction of Liberty Square......

And the gust of breeze brought a strong smell of blood.

Fear, that kind of thing, quickly spread through the crowd. The first person started running...... Then the second, the third...... The thousandth ......

The city guards who were originally guarding the streets, suddenly left their posts, no longer paying attention to the chaotic crowds, they quickly assembled, and then formed a phalanx formation with great experience, and marched in the direction of Triumph Square...... Person.

Ordinary citizens, businessmen, tourists, no one is immune. At this moment, life lost its value, and became only a symbol of the sword-wielding of those butchers.

On the Triumphant Square, beside Prince Zhong, there were already dense city guards and guards, and the heavy armored cavalry behind him, plus the infantry phalanx gathered in all directions, had a full 30,000 troops.

These people firmly surrounded the sides of the Triumph Square, and those who fled in confusion did not care as long as they did not run towards the central square, because they had only one goal.

Imperial.

On the Freedom Square, the archers who were ambushed by Count Li Weikang also quickly rushed to the Triumph Square, and thousands of sharp arrows pointed at the high platform from afar...... His Majesty the Holy Emperor himself.

In the air, the aura of slaughter and tension was rapidly condensing, and no one knew when it would detonate.

On the high platforms on both sides of the imperial city, those civil and military ministers and wealthy gentry were stunned.

Such a scene erupted so suddenly that there was not even the slightest warning.

They all know that Prince Zhong and the Holy Emperor don't deal with each other, and they all know that he has a disobedient heart, but when he really rebelled, it was still shocking.

He actually rebelled, so he chose the 60th birthday of the Holy Empress Dowager.

The Queen Mother is the mother of the Holy Emperor, not his mother, and when the Holy Emperor ascended the throne, she made a great effort. Or to put it another way, the Holy Empress Dowager was one of the people who personally sucked the dragon chair away from under Prince Chung's throne. He chose to rebel at this time, not without a sense of revenge.

Those who can sit on the high platforms on both sides of the imperial city are all upper-class figures with heads and faces in the imperial capital, among which those wealthy families naturally have no shortage of guards brought by themselves, but those who have a maximum of one hundred and ten ground guards can only firmly protect their masters at this moment, facing the rebels under the high platform, as well as the thousands of archers around...... It is conceivable that if the other party fires a salvo of bows and arrows, I am afraid that the upper class of the imperial capital will have to reshuffle the cards.

Be quiet.

Deathly silence.

In such a tense situation, the whole Triumph Square suddenly fell into a strange silence, although there were still frightened fleeing people shouting in the distance around the square, and on the long street of the square there were still screams of the corpses that had died after the trampling and the people who had not died after the serious injuries.......

But apart from these voices, no one in the entire square, whether it was on the side of Prince Zhong or the Holy Emperor under the imperial city, for a long time, no one made a sound.

After a long time, no one expected that the Holy Emperor, who should have been extremely angry, would actually let out a chuckle.

"Huh. The laughter was not loud, but it was heard unusually clearly in the silence of the environment.

"When death is coming, you can still laugh?" Prince Zhong felt that he was despised, the soldiers were coming to the city, and the world was about to change hands, why should you laugh, what qualifications do you have to laugh? You should cry, I am the one who should laugh.

The Holy Emperor stared at Prince Zhong and pointed at his long sword, and said lightly: "If I remember correctly, I will teach you your swordsmanship." ”

Prince Zhong was stunned for a moment. When they were young, they lived carefree in the palace, when there was no concept of competing for power, and they used to be good brothers who had a very close relationship. Song Xingtian is the second in line, and he takes good care of these younger brothers.

Due to his father's busy schedule, he even taught his younger brothers horseback riding, archery, and swordsmanship. Compared with the eldest prince, who is weak and sickly and lives in seclusion all the year round, Song Xingtian, the second prince, is more like an eldest brother. At that time, the other princes respected and loved Song Xingtian very much.

However, when they grew up, when they understood the horror of imperial power, the situation began to be different. The innocent and warm days of childhood gradually disappeared, and they began to intrigue, began to suspect each other, and began to fight to the death.

Until today, it has become a never-ending situation.

Prince Zhong used the swordsmanship taught by the second emperor's brother to deal with his teacher.

What a wonderful irony. What a terrible mockery.

No wonder there was once a prince with great wisdom in the history of the empire who said that he would like to live for the rest of his life. Born in the family of the emperor, he has been illustrious and wealthy all his life, but he never wants to enjoy the family affection that ordinary people's homes are within reach.

in the same room, why hurry?

It's just that those once beautiful pictures only flashed in Prince Zhong's mind for a short time, and they were quickly forgotten by him. He is a politician, a tyrant who is ready to seek the world, how can he be troubled by this kind of child-daughter affection? Besides, the rift between him and the Holy Emperor is deeper than the great rift valley of the Holy Lion Mountain, and the hatred between them can only be washed away with blood. As the saying goes, there is no turning back when he opens the bow, and at this point, he has no way to turn back.

He didn't want to look back, either.

"What's the point of talking about this now? Do you want me to withdraw from the army just because of a few words from you?" Prince Zhong looked up to the sky and laughed: "The world worships you as the master, but few people know that in fact, you are a thief." The dragon chair under your seat belongs to me. Today, it's time for you to return it. ”

The Holy Emperor suddenly took a step, he walked to the edge of the high platform step by step, at this angle, he looked at his brother condescendingly, and said coldly:

"I taught you swordsmanship, and I taught you horsemanship...... My good brother, even how to lead troops into battle, how to plan, how to be a good commander, all these things, I taught you. The Holy Emperor's eyes flashed with light, and he shouted, "Why do you say that this throne should belong to you?"

Song Xingtian's words were loud and loud, like Huang Zhong Dalu, and they struck hard in everyone's hearts. Yes, in terms of qualifications, everyone is a prince, in terms of age, Song Xingtian ranks higher, in terms of skills, all your skills are taught by others, so why should this throne be given to you?

Prince Zhong was speechless for a while, and the reason why he thought that the throne would eventually pass to him was because he was the favorite son of the previous emperor. At that time, whether it was the ministers of the court, the chamberlains in the palace, and of course, Prince Zhong himself, they all thought that the emperor would pass the throne to him.

However, the emperor never said in public that he would pass the throne to him. The reason why he felt that Song Xingtian had robbed him of the throne was because he "thought" that it was so.

The Holy Empress Dowager, who had been silent, finally spoke: "Song Xingchen, this palace can clearly tell you that the first emperor never promised to pass on the throne to you, and the throne of His Majesty the Holy Emperor is legal and valid. It's ridiculous if you still think he's stealing your place. A rebellion is a rebellion, so why make such a boring excuse?"

At that time, Prince Zhong's support rate and reputation among the court and the opposition were better than the Holy Emperor, and even the first emperor had always favored him, but in the end, the throne still fell into the hands of the Holy Emperor.

This has always been an unsolved mystery. Although the Holy Emperor had the support of the No. 1 Fierce Dragon of the military at that time and the Holy Empress Dowager, it was the Emperor who nodded in the end. （http:／／）。 He wouldn't nod, no matter who said it, it was useless. How Song Xingtian counterattacked at the last moment and got the approval of the emperor, I'm afraid no one knows this except himself.

However, Prince Zhong believed that they must have used some kind of trickery. If it was a normal situation, there was no reason why he would lose.

Prince Zhong laughed angrily and said loudly: "Who will believe the words of your family? This king once had the promise of the former emperor himself to pass it on to me. If it weren't for your despicable means, this throne would have been mine long ago. How can you allow Song Xingtian to be crowned by a monkey and sit on it to show off your might? To this day, it is useless to say more, everything I have done today is for one purpose, that is: please abdicate. ”

As soon as the words fell, the three thousand heavily armored cavalry beside him shouted in unison, and the neat and majestic voice soared into the sky.

"Please abdicate Your Majesty!"

The rest of the rebels followed suit: "Please abdicate Your Majesty." ”

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