The densely packed rebels surrounded the entire palace silently and coldly. This silence revealed murderous intent, this extremely calm momentum.
It made all the soldiers in the imperial city tremble for no reason.
Xiao Mubai and Xiao Zimu looked at everything in front of them in silence.
After a moment, a flag that was flapping in the cold wind appeared in everyone's sight.
This bright yellow flag came up from the long street at the corner of the square, revealing a big word Xiao on it. The flag was embroidered with gold thread on a dragon flying in the clouds. Its golden claws smashed the auspicious clouds and flew into the air. to.
"Does it look good?" Li Fei stood on the turret of the North City and asked after smiling lightly at the masked man beside her.
"Good-looking." The masked man stared at Li Fei's charming smile for a moment and answered without thinking.
"This is to hide one's ears and steal the bell, to prove one's own reputation as a master." Xiao Mubai finally spoke after a long silence, his face full of ridicule.
He was engaged in usurping the throne in the name of Qingjun.
Could Xiao Yanjun be any more shameless
"We're afraid... we won't be able to wait until Father wakes up." Xiao Zimu looked at the dragon flag expressionlessly.
The dragon flag walked slowly, and under the fiery eyes of the rebels around the square, and under the slightly frightened eyes of the imperial city guards, it arrived in front of the Danfeng Palace, and came behind the first cavalry to enter the square. , fluttering in the wind.
"You could have taken Ah Chu to break out and leave, but you insisted on not leaving. I always thought you had some backup plans." Xiao Zimu narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the cavalry and the flag in front of the palace, and slowly said.
"What other options do I have?" Xiao Mubai smiled bitterly. He would not give up on this city, and Xia Chu would not abandon the people in this city.
Therefore, they never had the idea of escape.
Xiao Mubai looked at the mountain of troops in front of the Danfeng Palace, took a deep breath, patted the blue bricks of the imperial city and said generously: "It's just the two of us, so what?"
Xiao Zimu couldn't help but look in the direction of Kunning Palace, then glanced at him deeply and said with a smile, "I don't want to die with you."
Xiao Mubai raised his eyes to look at him, the deep pools of ink in his eyes glowed with a little sparkle. He suddenly smiled slyly: "She doesn't want to die with you."
Xiao Zimu's expression has always been calm. Although he frowned occasionally, it was not extremely ugly.
Now, his expression suddenly changed after these words.
Xiao Mubai looked at Xiao Zimu, whose breath was stagnated by him, and whose expression suddenly became lonely, and reached out to pat his shoulder.
At this time, Xia Chu, who was supposed to be taking care of the emperor in Kunning Palace, quietly appeared behind the two of them.
Xia Chu's steps were light and would not have been noticed by the two of them.
But Xiao Mubai had already smelled a hint of the scent of herbs, and he never thought that as soon as he told Xiao Zimu about her, Xia Chu appeared behind him.
"Father, are you awake?" Xiao Mubai originally looked expectant.
Who would have thought that when he turned around, what he saw was that Xia Chu had resumed his men's clothing.
Xiao Zimu then turned around and looked, expecting her answer, but suddenly saw him in a green shirt, just like when they first met.
Xia Chu shook his head in front of their stunned eyes, extinguishing the hope they had just sprouted in his heart.
"Then why are you here? Have you changed back into men's clothes?" Xiao Mubai frowned and was about to send her back.
Xia Chu looked calm and said calmly: "If we can't live together, we must die together."
Xiao Mubai met her eyes. After a moment, the corners of his lips curved into a smile. He reached out and gently picked up the hair from her forehead and tucked it behind her ears.
Although Xiao Zimu felt sore and bitter in his heart, he also felt that if the three of them went to hell together.
He is not sorry...
The other soldiers above the imperial city took a breath when they saw Xia Chu's face.
Wasn't the young Marquis assassinated and killed
How could he appear on the tower of the imperial city at this moment
Xia Chu stood next to Xiao Mubai, looked at the lonely dragon flag in front of the palace and the knight at the front and said, "They are using their momentum to oppress us, intending to make the soldiers timid..."
Xiao Mubai knew that although she knew nothing about marching and fighting, she had an extremely keen insight into the situation.
The murderous aura revealed in the silence just now really made all the soldiers above the imperial city tremble for no reason.
It is a pity that his soldiers of King Mo died gloriously in the Chang'an Tower.
If his subordinates were still there, how could they be so timid as the imperial guards in the palace.
"Why did you throw all your troops into Danfeng Gate?" Xia Chu squinted at the man holding the dragon flag in front of the palace.
"The purpose is to dampen the opponent's energy and boost our own military morale." Although Xiao Mubai knew that it was a drop in the bucket, he could only drink poison to quench his thirst.
"Then how can you allow this rider to stand in front of the palace to demonstrate so arrogantly?" Xia Chu raised his eyebrows in surprise.
"According to military tradition, the first cavalryman to arrive will receive the highest honor." Xiao Mubai patiently explained to her who knew nothing about it.
This is an honor recognized by every army.
Xia Chu stared at the cavalryman who looked like a black dot. After a while, he suddenly said: "Then let him... die with honor!"
Xiao Mubai suppressed his smile and frowned. As a prince guarding the border, he had a natural respect for Xiao Country's military tradition.
Although I really hated the wanton display of power in front of the palace, I never thought about doing anything. This is the victory gesture that every team that is about to win will show.
Just like two countries fighting each other, they don't kill each other.
This was magnanimity, so Xiao Mubai never had any intention of shooting him.
What's more, the opponent's position was so good that the arrow couldn't be accurately shot.
Xia Chu's tone was decisive, and he sneered: "I'm not a soldier, and I don't understand honor. I only know that this is life and death. If you dare to stand in front of me at this time, that's... "
Before he could finish his sentence, the man had already used Qinggong and flew out.
The other soldiers on the imperial city had not yet digested the shock of the young marquis' resurrection, when they saw his body rising into the air lightly, and then galloping out like an arrow from a string.
The rebels only saw a green shadow flying down from the turrets of the imperial city at high speed, stepping on the eaves and tiles to get close to the flag.
The moment Xia Chu flew down, his right hand had already taken out the silver needle from his waist. He held two silver needles between his five fingers and shot them out in the mid-air.
Standing alone in front of the palace, a knight and a flag, lonely but arrogant, are looking at the gatekeepers on the imperial city with contempt, conveying the victory of the rebels.
However, all this was ruined by the two silver needles that came whizzing by Po Feng!
(End of chapter)