Xiao Yanjun never thought that he would hear Xiao Mubai call his fourth brother again in his lifetime.
Ever since Xiao Mubai woke up from a serious injury when he was thirteen years old, his temperament changed drastically and he became indifferent to him.
So far, the word 'fourth brother' has never appeared from his mouth again.
I never thought that today, I would actually shout out to him in this situation.
Xiao Yanjun laughed in anger. Although the rebels had lost nearly 100,000 troops in order to capture Chang'an, they still had 180,000 troops left. It was easy to surround a mere palace.
Previously, Xiao Mu Bai Shang still had 40,000 King Mo's troops guarding Chang'an, but now there are less than a hundred of King Mo's troops left, relying on less than 6,000 troops in the palace, how dare he brazenly persuade him to surrender on top of the city tower
It’s really the most ridiculous thing in the world!
In Xiao Yanjun's eyes, no one in the palace could escape, especially Xiao Mubai. He wanted to capture him alive!
Xiao Yanjun wanted the emperor to know how useless the son he had placed high hopes for would kneel in front of him for the rest of his life, leaving Xiao Mubai to live a rotten and smelly life.
However, at this time, Shi Fuqiu, who was beside Xiao Yanjun, came to his senses after a short period of anger and said in his ear: "He only surrendered to rectify his reputation. The emperor will not die for a day, and they will be in the top position." In the Imperial City, our reputation as rebels will be difficult to wash away."
Shi Fuqiu had already seen that Concubine Li didn't care about reputation at all, otherwise she wouldn't have allowed the garrison to plunder the people of Chang'an.
But they don't care, but the soldiers of the rebel army care about this thing. They always have to be famous when marching and fighting, and if their actions are not correct, their words will not be smooth.
Although Xiao Mubai was a prince and a general, he naturally had a clear understanding of these things, but Xiao Yanjun had never fought in a war, and he almost said that he would wipe out the imperial city with blood.
Shi Fuqiu also lamented that Xiao Mubai should really have no soldiers, otherwise with his temperament, he would have been nagging in the imperial city for so long and resorting to all kinds of psychological tricks.
Xiao Yanjun was slightly reminded by Shi Fuqiu and immediately understood what he meant. He swallowed the words he was about to blurt out. Instead, his eyes lit up. He turned to Xiao Zimu and said, "Seventh brother, you and I It can be said that we have grown up together since childhood, and we are brothers, friends and brothers. If Xiao Mubai had not instigated discord, we would not have ended up at war with each other."
Xiao Mubai did not expect that he would set his sights on Xiao Zimu, and a sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth...
"I know that you have always been pure of heart and have no intention of usurping the throne. Fourth brother promised you that if you surrender, you can become a wealthy prince in the future. I will not hold any of the Ju family accountable. You and I are still close brothers. , Xiao Mubai is always the only traitor."
Xiao Yanjun's words continued. In this situation, to be fair, these words... are actually very tempting.
It was only a matter of time before the imperial city was destroyed. Once the city was destroyed, Xiao Zimu would become a prisoner, and the entire Ju family would naturally not be spared.
Xiao Yanjun placed all the blame on Xiao Mubai alone, and also found a good step for Xiao Zimu to step down.
Plus, he's not talking nonsense.
Xiao Yanjun has been good at talking and using swords since he was a child, and he is also very good at superficial kung fu. Xiao Zimu has been able to play with anyone since he was a child. The two of them really had a superficial brotherhood when they were young.
Although the two have been at each other's throats over the past few days, they are not mortal enemies, nor can they be resolved.
I have to admit that Xiao Yanjun is very good at winning people's hearts, and every sentence he speaks directly touches the softest place in people's hearts.
Xiao Zimu has been very sad about the devastation caused by the war in recent days. He has always been kind to the people, especially since ancient Anhui, he has seen the suffering of the people, and he has become more benevolent.
Now, if he surrenders, not only will the Ju family be safe, but he will also avoid an imminent bloodbath in the imperial city.
Everyone on the tower looked at Xiao Zimu, but his expression was not disturbed at all by Xiao Yanjun's emotional performance, and Xiao Mubai was not worried that he would do anything to Xiao Yanjun. Returned with sweet words.
Others may not know it, but Xiao Mubai understands that the softest place deep in Xiao Zimu's heart is Xia Chu...
Following Xia Chu's advice, he had reached this point step by step. Now that Xia Chu was still defending the city to the death, how could he back down from the battle
Xiao Mubai thought about this and looked around.
Only then did I realize that Xia Chu had quietly left at some point...
Xiao Zimu's usually gentle face still curved into a warm smile at this moment, and he said to Xiao Yanjun, who was performing a tender drama at the foot of the imperial city: "I am the crown prince who has been enshrined in the jade seal by my father, fourth brother. If you ask me to surrender, do you want the country of Xiao to change its surname to Shi?"
Xiao Yanjun's face, which was full of brotherly love and a smile just now, suddenly turned cold and shouted angrily at the tower: "What nonsense are you talking about? My surname is Xiao too!"
Xiao Zimu raised his eyebrows lightly and sneered: "My father is bedridden. You are here to raise troops to besiege the city, and your son doesn't even do anything. Do you still deserve the surname Xiao?"
After saying this, the soldiers on the tower were obviously shaken, and their faces were extremely angry.
On the contrary, the rebels below were inevitably a little commotion, looking at each other with a sense of guilt in their hearts.
When they came to besiege the city with the garrison commander, they used the name of Qing Junzi, supported His Highness the Crown Prince, and thought they were the righteous teachers.
However, after the fierce fighting in the past few days, even if they did not want to admit it, they had to question the original intention of this war.
But they have been dubbed rebels, their hands are stained with the blood of the people, and they have killed 40,000 King Mo's troops...
They have no way out...
But this layer of paper has not been broken after all, and the rebel can still forcefully comfort himself in his heart.
At the moment, Xiao Zimu's condescending and naked mocking words were openly exposed.
It seems that I can no longer deceive myself.
After all, they are soldiers of the Xiao Kingdom. After eating the imperial food for so many years, they have become rebels inexplicably. Who can still feel no lingering fear
Shi Fuqiu saw that Xiao Yanjun originally wanted to instigate Xiao Zimu, but in the end, the morale of the army was disturbed by his few words. The momentum of the garrison was obviously sluggish, and the battle at night could not be fought.
"Who will occupy the palace will be revealed tomorrow!" Shi Fuqiu finally said a complete sentence, letting out a sigh of relief in his heart, and began to persuade Xiao Yanjun to temporarily withdraw his troops.
"People who are about to die always talk a lot."
Xiao Mubai's teasing words floated in the wind, making Shi Fuqiu's retreating body stiffen.
He glanced at Xiao Yanjun, who had an equally dark complexion, and made a gritted promise to him: "I will attack the city tomorrow, and I will definitely take his head with my own hands!"
Cheng Zhaobing also took a step forward at this time and offered his hand to fight: "I would like to be the vanguard tomorrow morning to clean up the rebellious ministers and welcome His Royal Highness back to the palace."
Xiao Yanjun's face finally looked better, he forced a smile, and put his hands on the shoulders of Shi Fuqiu and Cheng Zhaobing: "I, the prince, am waiting to commend you for your contribution to the country!"
(End of chapter)