This sudden change immediately suffocated Wan Tengmao, and then, he heard a violent shout. From the army behind Zhao Yiming, a dark shadow suddenly sprang out and jumped directly into Pang Junyi's skill. . Before Pang Junyi could react, a long spear was placed on Pang Junyi's neck, and the black shadow screamed coldly, "Don't move. Otherwise, my spear will not be polite." The neck was covered by the cold tip of the spear. To resist, Pang Junyi immediately became honest wherever he dared to move.
At the same time, I heard waves of shouting and killing. In a blink of an eye, the more than a thousand rebel soldiers of Song Wansuo and Yang Feng were surrounded by soldiers behind Zhao Yiming, and those bright blades pointed directly at the thousand. More than rebel soldiers. A black-clothed man holding a longbow slowly walked over, glanced at Song Wan, who was rolling on the ground, and shouted to the rebel soldiers: "Those who descend will save you from death. Those who bear the stubborn resistance will kill you without mercy!"
"General Yang Lin, what's going on?" This sudden change completely confused Wan Hao. He couldn't figure out what happened, but looked at Zhao Yiming in amazement. From the subconscious mind, Wan Hao seemed to realize something, but he instinctively refused to believe that it was true.
"Humph!" Zhao Yiming pointed the spear in his hand and pointed at Wan Tumen. For civilian officials like Wan Tumen, as long as they were not given a chance to use any conspiracy and tricks, Zhao Yiming would not be afraid even if they were tied together by a hundred. Zhao Yiming stared at Wan Tuo stubbornly, but with his other hand wiped his face, he finally wiped off the makeup that made him extremely uncomfortable, and said, "Wan Tuo. You betray the Song Dynasty, you betrayed him. Your Majesty, see what else you can say."
"You, you." Wan Tongmao's face suddenly became extremely pale. Although Zhao Yiming without makeup looks very mature, he is only in his thirties at most, and he was in his fifties when he pretended to be Yang Lin. The appearance is too bad. No matter how stupid Wan Tuan was, he could see that Yang Lin was a fake. Now Wan Tuan had to admit that he was fooled.
"Wan Tongmao, do you still recognize me?" Behind Zhao Yiming, a man dressed as a soldier walked over slowly, but took off the helmet on his head, revealing the handsome face .
Looking at this somewhat familiar and somewhat unfamiliar face, Wan Tsui was taken aback for a moment, but soon he remembered a name in his mind, and his complexion suddenly became more and more ugly, and she kept shaking and colliding from Wan Tsui. Between the upper and lower teeth, a sentence sounded: "You, you are Zhao Yun."
"It's right here." Zhao Yun laughed and threw the helmet directly aside, took the silver gun handed over by the soldiers next to him, and slowly walked to the front of Wan Chengmao, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect a certain family to spend a year. I haven't returned to Jiangling, so big people like Wan Chengmao will remember it."
Seeing Zhao Yun, who was supposed to be fighting against the Jinmen at the border of the Jinbing occupied area, appeared here, how could Wan Chengmao still not understand that he had been hit from start to finish? His cheeks twitched, but he suddenly gasped for breath, and his entire face turned red. In the end, I saw that Wan Chengmao took several breaths in a row, widened his eyes, pointed at Zhao Yun, opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but didn't say anything, and finally his body trembled suddenly, and the whole person was just like that. He fell off the horse, his head tilted, and there was no breath. Tangtang Wanshou, who just killed himself with the poison in his mouth.
Zhao Yun and Zhao Yiming were a little surprised at the death of Wan Tongmao, but they didn't pay much attention to it. If there were no accidents, the disc staff should have ascertained the identity of the so-called "leader". As long as the leader of the rebel army is captured, a role like Wan Chengmao becomes insignificant. Zhao Yun glanced contemptuously at the corpse of Wan Qianmen on the ground, snorted coldly, turned his head and looked at the rebels surrounded by Tuan Tuan, and shouted coldly: "I'm not surrendering quickly. Could you and others also want to die Nothing?"
In just a few breaths, their leader was either arrested or wounded, or he died properly, and the morale of these rebels had fallen to the bottom. And Zhao Yun's roar made the rebel soldiers tremble, and they dropped their blades and knelt directly to beg for mercy.
"Squeak." At this moment, the gate of the Xinwang Mansion, which had been closed before, was opened. Then, a group of people walked out of the gate and took the lead. It was the left who stayed behind in Jiangling. Phase horse expansion. Around Ma Kuo, there were also young generals and counsellors of the Song Army who stayed in Jiangling at the same time.
Seeing Ma Kuo came out, Zhao Yiming quickly turned over and got off his horse, walked quickly to Ma Kuo, and said with a fist to Ma Kuo: "Final Zhao Yiming, see your grandfather."
Zhao Yun hurriedly stepped forward and said to Ma Kuo: "The last general Zhao Yun, see the grandfather." Not only Zhao Yun, Zhang Long who captured Pang Junyi, and Li Guangliang who commanded the soldiers to conquer the rebels also dealt with them. The matter, stepped forward to salute Ma Kuo.
Ma Kuo smiled and lifted up Zhao Yun, and said with a smile: "You don't want to be so polite. General Zhao Yun has worked hard, and it is also hard to fight the Jinbing at the border of the Jinbing occupied area."
"Serving the country, I will not dare to speak hard." Although Ma Kuo said politely, Zhao Yun did not dare to overstep, following Ma Kuo's hand strength, slowly stood up and stood respectfully on the side. .
"Master, the messenger we sent earlier explained the situation to the master?" Zhao Yiming on the side hurriedly took a step forward, which could be regarded as a reminder to Ma Kuo about the man behind the scenes.
Hearing Zhao Yiming's mention of the matter, Ma Kuo narrowed his eyes, but smiled: "Brother Yiming, don't worry, the man behind the scenes will definitely not get away."
In the south of Gangneung City, on a street not far from the gate, a carriage was rushing towards the gate. The coachman in the carriage seemed to be in a hurry. Although the carriage was already fast, the coachman kept waving his whip and whipping the horse in front of him, trying to speed up.
In the carriage of the carriage, because there is no lighting relationship, the entire carriage is completely dark, and one can only vaguely see that there are three figures in the carriage. One of the voices sounded, seeming to be a little anxious, and said, "Isn't there yet?"
"Don't worry! It should be almost here." Another voice sounded, but this voice was much calmer. As soon as I said this, it seemed that there was a special magical power that could make people feel calm.
"Tsk." At this time, another voice sounded, but the voice was much rougher. It seemed to want to lower the voice, but the effect was not very good. "Why do we leave Jiangling in such a hurry? Haven't Yang Lin's troops already entered the city? Wouldn't it be safer for us to follow Yang Lin's army after Yang Lin robbed Zhao Zhen away?"
"I did this naturally because of my reasons." The second voice said slowly: "Originally, I had the same plan as you, but just after Wan Chengmao sent someone to ask for reinforcements, I noticed something was wrong. Then Yang Lin is a famous general of the Xia family. How can he not understand the reason why soldiers are so fast? Now because of this little thing, I always have a feeling, I am afraid we have been fooled this time. Anyway, Be careful, leave the city first, and even if something happens, we can be safer."
"The prince. Wasn't Wan Hao already ascertained before, isn't Yang Lin okay? How could I be fooled?" The first voice also asked a little strangely. In his voice, there was still a trace of panic. Look. He was shocked when he came to "The Lord".
"Yeah! After all, Wan Tuan hasn't seen Yang Lin with his own eyes. Even if he is deceived, it's not impossible." "The prince" pondered for a moment, and said: "When I think about it now, Wan Tuan's temptations are for ordinary people. It may be useful, but if it is really the conspiracy of Song Emperor Zhao Zhen, the Song Dynasty and Xinwangjun under the control of Emperor Zhao Zhen, the disc department specializing in snooping information, then the questions asked by Wan Tushang are not difficult at all. Invert the other party. However, this is just my guess. Maybe my worry is just unnecessary."
"Oh." The other two both responded, and didn't say anything. They naturally knew how risky what they were doing. If they missed it, it would be more than just death. "The prince" is cautious, which is also a good thing. After a moment of silence, the first voice suddenly said, "Zhang Shanlei. It's all to blame. If you didn't kill the Nangong sword, how could he rebel against the prince? How could the prince's plan be exposed? All of this, you have to bear it. Full responsibility."
"Huh." The accused person was also unwilling to show weakness, and said coldly: "Fortunately, you can say it. If you didn't covet the beauty of Nangongjian's wife that day, let me wipe your ass, how could there be later things? The prince has his own arbitrariness in these matters. You want to put all the guilt on my head.
"Okay." "Wang Ye" seemed to be very dissatisfied with the two people's quarrel, so he drank directly, and this stopped the two people's quarrel, "Wang Ye" cried out in a deep voice: "I have already said this before. , You are not allowed to mention it again. It is a pity that Nangong Jian escaped from the dead, which exposed our whereabouts. This is God’s will, and you are not allowed to argue about this in the future."
The prestige of "Lord" is obviously very high. When he said something, the two of them naturally didn't dare to say more, they could only shut their mouths obediently. It didn't take long for the carriage to reach the gate of Nancheng. At this moment, the gate of Nancheng was tightly closed. Thousands of people were tightly guarding the gate of Nancheng. The torch illuminated the entire gate. Seeing this, the coachman naturally didn't dare to rush into it. He pulled the reins hard and stopped the carriage abruptly. At the same time, he lowered his voice to the soldiers at the gate of the city and shouted: "You guys don't hurry up the gate. Open it."
But the soldiers were not moved at all. They all looked at the coachman indifferently. This not only annoyed the coachman, but also alarmed the three people in the car at the same time. He got out of the carriage and shouted at the soldiers in a deep voice: "Where is your general? Where is Pang Junyi? Call him out to see me." Under the light of the surrounding lights, the figure of this person appeared, and it looked like He was probably in his fifties, wearing a fine silk robe, but burly in shape, tall and tall, with a fierce air on his face. This literati dressed up on him, it was a bit nondescript.
This person has been crying for a long time, but none of the soldiers paid attention to him. Just when he was about to get angry, a voice came from the left side of the carriage quietly: "General Pang Junyi has followed General Yang Lin. I believe in the mansion of the king, who are you? Why are you yelling here?"
The man quickly turned his head to follow the sound, but found that three people slowly came from the left, all dressed as warlords. Listening to them, it seemed that it was Pang Junyi’s subordinates. The man didn’t think too much. For tonight’s plan, the South City Gate had been completely controlled by Pang Junyi’s people since last month, and he immediately To the three young generals shouted: "Blind your dog's eyes. Don't you even recognize me? I am Zhang Shanlei. How does Pang Junyi teach his subordinates?"
"Hehe. Well, I have to ask the adults to forgive me." After Zhang Shanlei reported his family, the three young warriors all laughed at the same time. One of them smiled and said: "General Pang Junyi specially asked before leaving. However, let us guard the city gate and not let anyone in and out at will. In order to fulfill the order of General Pang Junyi, we dare not slack off."
Zhang Shanlei heard the young warrior’s words like a joke. He was so angry that he stared at him. He just wanted to scream, but he saw that the young warrior standing on the right suddenly flipped his left hand and added a set of bows and arrows. He quickly bent the bow with both hands and set an arrow, and shot an arrow directly at the carriage. The arrow was like lightning, and in a blink of an eye it reached the rear of the carriage, and there was a muffled sound, and it immediately shot across the back section of the carriage. At the same time, he heard a man's exclamation from inside the carriage, and he seemed to be taken aback by the arrow.
The young archery general smiled, squinted his eyes and said, "My lord, why should we rush to leave before the talks are over?" Obviously the young fighter saw someone trying to escape from the back of the car. An arrow was shot as a warning, and the arrow did not hurt anyone, but the adult who wanted to escape seemed to be frightened.
Now Zhang Shanlei, no matter how sluggish, finally realized something was wrong, his eyes widened, he staggered, and he almost didn't fall off the carriage. Shaking his whole body, pointing at the three young generals, he shouted: "Are you not Pang Junyi's subordinates?"
The three young fighters finally couldn't help but laughed loudly. Naturally, these three were not Pang Junyi's subordinates, but Jiang Shanli, Liu Wenyuan and Liu Congxi who had stayed at the city gate before. And it was Liu Wenyuan who just shot an arrow. Zhang Shanlei just said Pang Junyi's name, and the three of them knew that the other party would definitely betray the party. Since it was a traitor to the party, how could Jiang Shanli and others be polite? At this moment, soldiers had surrounded him around the carriage. Even without Liu Wenyuan's deterrent, the opponent could not escape.
"Zhang Shanlei?" Jiang Shanli looked at Zhang Shanlei with some playfulness, and smiled: "I didn't expect it! You lurked in Jiangling City for so many years. However, I believe that the identity of the person in the carriage will surprise us even more, isn't it? "The Lord"."
"Hey--!" Before Zhang Shanlei could answer, a sigh came from the carriage, and a voice rang slowly, "Unexpectedly, I didn't expect that I have carefully arranged for so many years, but today it fell short."
Hearing this sound, the three Jiang Shanli couldn't help feeling nervous, and this mysterious "prince" was finally about to show up. Thinking of this, the three of them involuntarily put their hands on their own weapons and stared at the carriage. The door curtain of the carriage shook, and a figure slowly walked out of the carriage, but it was a man about the same size as Zhang Shanlei. He also wore a set of luxurious robes, but it was much more suitable than Zhang Shanlei. The man looked at the three Jiang Shanli with a wry smile, shook his head and said, "Old man Fan Wenzong. I haven't consulted the three generals yet..."
"Fan Wenzong?" The other party reported his name, and Jiang Shanli was taken aback. Naturally, all three of them had heard of Fan Wenzong's name, and they were the imperial order officer hand-picked by Zhao Gou. However, turning his head and thinking about it, Fan Wenzong was not clearly a party of Zhao Gou, and it was quite normal for him to betray Song Emperor Zhao Zhen.