"Yanbei army soul!"
The blood of the soldiers was completely ignited. They jumped on their horses and turned around to kill the enemies who were several times their own. They fought fiercely in the streets and alleys. The southwestern town government, which has always been known for its cowardice, made the officers and soldiers go all out, like a group of ferocious lions, roaring in the streets and alleys of the imperial capital, piercing the sharp sword into the heart of the enemy.
"Young master," Xi Rui and Bian Cang from the Datong Association walked up the tower in armor and said in a deep voice, "The envoy of the Southwest Township has already blazed a trail of blood. The 12th, 19th, and 36th divisions have lost Seriously, can we get out of town now?"
"No," Yan Xun shook his head, "it's not enough."
Xi Rui and Bian Cang looked at each other, and they both saw a hint of worry in each other's eyes. According to the plan, they should retreat at this time. The young master is so persistent, could it be that he was blinded by hatred and lost his position
"The elite of the empire is still there, we cannot evacuate."
"Elite?" Bian Cang asked suspiciously, "Your subordinates don't understand that the officers of the Xiaoqi Battalion and the Green Battalion are no longer there. It's been a big win."
"So what if the officers are not here? Daxia can send a battalion of officers from the regiment at any time."
"What does Your Highness mean?"
Yan Xun raised his eyebrows and his eyes were cold. Surrounded by dozens of torches, Yan Xun stood on the tall city tower. He was wearing a black robe and a white cloak. The snow-white cloak fluttered in the morning light. A war eagle with wings spread.
"Cut the grass without eradicating the roots, spring wind blows and regenerates, command all the soldiers of the Great Peer Association to follow me to the Imperial Capital Shangwu Hall, I want the Great Xia Dynasty, there will be no general available for three years, and no commander in command for ten years!"
Xirui and Bian Cang were stunned for a moment, looking at the man in the flying black robe, the endless murderous aura roared out from this gentle and calm man, the strong blood and murderous aura was like a surging flood, covering the Overwhelmed the entire Imperial City.
The monstrous killings began at this moment. The destructive moment of Emperor Zhenhuang's capital was opened in the hands of this man. The world-destroying blade sharply cut through the long dark night, and let out a crazy roar over the ancient city. Many years later, the world may not remember Zhao Zhengde, Xia, Tang, Huai Song, but history will definitely remember this man's heavy strokes: On May 20, Yan Xun rebelled and ordered the massacre of 3,000 students from Shangwutang , Most of the empire's elite died in this battle!
Under the bright red firelight, because the situation is unknown and the leader is not there, the entire Martial Arts Hall is dead silent. The elites of these empires wisely chose to retreat behind the edge, and did not go out to rectify order like the soldiers of the Security Department, so at this moment, they still maintain a full military capacity.
However, at the middle of the night, a fire suddenly ignited outside, and tragic human voices came suddenly. Some students tried to open the door and rushed out of the school, but the Yanbei Datong warriors who were waiting for them came, round after round of dense crowds. Under the rain of arrows, no one in the entire Martial Arts Hall escaped. Through the dark crowd, people saw in horror the prince Yanbei who had been standing in an inconspicuous corner of the emperor, but at this moment, his straight back was like the smile of death. The officers shouted in horror: "It's Yan Xun! Yan Xun is here!"
"Yan Xun is coming! Yan Bei's rebellion is coming!"
Everyone was yelling in panic, three thousand elite soldiers and horses had not yet fought for a round, and they were immediately defeated. Xirui asked for a fight three times, and at the end, Yan Xun said slowly and calmly, "The enemy has lost their fighting spirit, so there is no need for a hand-to-hand confrontation, let's set it on fire, stay here, and don't let the pigs and dogs inside escape."
"Little Yan Xun! If you have the courage, you can fight with me in a dignified manner!"
Wei Shuhan, a new generation major general of the Wei faction, shouted sharply, and before he could take a step while waving his saber, he was shot through the throat by a sharp arrow, and fell into the messy fire with his eyes wide open.
Yan Xun didn't even look at him, got on his horse, straightened out most of the soldiers and horses, and said in a deep voice, "Follow me to Xiaoqi Camp."
That night, the Southwest Town Government Envoy was instigated to rebel, and the officers and soldiers of the Security Department died in the mob rebellion. Later, Yan Xun used the same method to get rid of all the soldiers and horses of Shangwutang, Xiaoqiying Nanying, Seventh Army, and Ninth Army who were wise and wise and kept watching from the sidelines because the chief was assassinated. Later, because there were too many people, Yan Xun simply ordered to open the Nancheng Army Horse Field, drove the remaining 2,000 officers and soldiers of the 16th Battalion to the Weiwei Square with bows and arrows, and then drove the horses to rush, trampled to death with thousands of horseshoes More than 1,800 people, and the rest were all disabled, moaning and wailing on the square surrounded by dead bodies.
Bian Cang asked to cut the weeds and root them out, but Yan Xun shook his head coldly, and said flatly, "Leave these cripples to Zhao Zhengde."
At four o'clock, the sky was getting darker and darker, the entire imperial capital was in a mess, and there were few living people in the barracks. The last group of people came back from the Yin Yamen of the imperial capital and reported that the officials of the Yin Yamen had already absconded. They killed more than a hundred officers and soldiers of the Yamen, and then retreated.
As a result, apart from the 3,000 defenders in the imperial city under the command of Song Que and the three guards of the Southwest Township who were fighting against the envoys of the Southwest Township, the entire Zhenhuang Emperor's Capital had no more armed forces.
"Young master, tell the Southwest town government envoys to retreat, it's time for us to leave the city."
"Well," Yan Xun looked at the scorched earth of Zhenhuang ancient city, nodded slowly, and said, "It's time to go."
"Then this subordinate will go to the Southwest Township to send orders to the war zone."
"Stop." Yan Xun glanced at Xi Rui indifferently, and said in a deep voice, "When did I say that I would take the Southwest Township envoy with me?"
Xi Rui was shocked and said in a daze, "Young master?"
Yan Xun turned around and said in a calm tone: "In order to resist the fierce enemy, the envoy of the Southwest Township heroically sacrificed his life and voluntarily stayed to resist the blades of the imperial guards of the third division in order to preserve the strength of Yanbei. A role model for contemporary soldiers."
Xi Rui frowned, stepped forward and hurriedly said: "But young master..."
Before he finished speaking, Bian Cang grabbed his hand and tightly covered his mouth.
"General Xirui, please don't doubt the loyalty of the Southwest Township's envoys. They have hidden the imperial capital for many years, and what they are waiting for is this life-and-death battle. We have no right to deprive the soldiers of their heroic deeds of loyalty to serve the country."
Yan Xun's eyes were calm, and he spoke slowly and calmly, but the coldness revealed in those words pierced everyone's hearts like a sharp arrow.
Bian Cang quickly said: "What the young master said is that the Southwest town government envoy has such determination to serve the country, and he can be regarded as a model for contemporary soldiers. We should all take this as an example."
He held Xi Rui's clothes tightly with his hand, for fear that this colleague would say another word. Seeing Yan Xun's method of killing just now, he has no doubt that this seemingly peaceful man will cut himself and Xi Rui together with a wave of his hand.
"In this way, the whole army retreats from the north city gate, and after the army leaves the city, seal the city gate."
The steed galloped out, and at the moment when the heavy city gate was closed, the whole world changed color. Qi Qi, who was fighting with the 12th, 19th, and 36th divisions, was terrified and speechless. on the ground.
After a long time, countless desperate voices shouted in unison, "Your Highness! There is still us! There is still us!"
"We are abandoned! We are betrayed!"
The fear of the defeated army spread like a tide in the army in an instant. The soldiers rushed out of the trenches and ran around, screaming in panic and embarrassment: "What should we do? What should we do? We have been abandoned!"
"Brothers! Kill me!"
Master Fang Baiyu's head of the guard cheered up, roared fiercely, wiped the blood off his face, and rushed forward.
"An army from the imperial city has come out! Reinforcements from the imperial city are coming!"
The soldiers of the 19th Division shouted in unison, and saw the man at the front with sword eyebrows and star eyes, wearing a snow-white battle armor, holding a blue-faced saber, majestic, like a god of war in a prosperous age, overcoming thorns and thorns, coming to kill the generals!
"It's the Seventh Prince! Seventh Prince's reinforcements are here!"
Following Zhao Che's defenders of the imperial city, Zhao Xiang held Zhao Yang's horse reins tightly, and said sharply: "Brother Fourteen, there is chaos outside, and father didn't send you to fight, why do you disturb this muddy water?"
Zhao Yang raised his eyebrows, held the saber in his hand, looked at his younger brother, and said in a deep voice: "Seventeenth brother, do you want to kneel on the ground forever and look up at others, or do you want to stand up by your own ability? Stand up and be a man, come out with me now."
Zhao Xiang blushed, jumped on his horse, drew his saber, and said loudly: "Brother Fourteen, no matter where you go, my brother will follow you to the death."
Zhao Yang nodded, looking at the majestic city gate, fierce shouts of killing came from outside, the young prince raised his saber, his eyes were firm.
He rushed out of the imperial city with his own palace guards. The less than a hundred people along the way pierced the heart of the Southwest Township's envoy like a sharp knife. , rising slowly in the fight!
When Chu Qiao came to the Chishui River, Ah Jing was already waiting. Thousands of horses had been prepared on the other side of the river. She was not surprised to see Chu Qiao coming alone, so she wanted to lead her across the river. Chu Qiao got off the horse, greeted Ah Jing and the others, swept her eyes away, frowned suddenly, and said in a deep voice: "Ah Jing, there is only this pontoon bridge, and there are tens of thousands of people in the Southwest Township. Are you going to cross the river?"
Ah Jing nodded with a faint smile, "This is the order of the prince, there must be nothing wrong, my subordinates will send the girl there first."
Chu Qiao stood where she was, a terrible idea suddenly appeared in her mind, her face turned pale in an instant, and her eyes were a little flustered. Ah Jing asked: "Girl, what's wrong with you?"
Chu Qiao immediately restrained her expression, smiled slowly, and said: "It's nothing, you take them there first, I still have to wait for Yan Xun."
Ah Jing frowned, "But Your Highness ordered..."
"Needless to say, let's cross the river."
Ah Jing naturally knew that the relationship between Chu Qiao and Yan Xun was far beyond what she could compare to, so she nodded and did not force herself anymore.
Half an hour later, the sound of fierce fighting suddenly came from the southeast direction, and the sound was even more intense than before. Chu Qiao's heart skipped a beat, she immediately got on her horse and galloped towards the southeast.
"Girl!" Ah Jing was startled and shouted, "What are you doing?"
"I'm going to meet Yan Xun!"
Walking halfway, I saw a group of horses and horses running fast and furiously from a distance. The number was about 5,000. Everyone was dressed in black and black armor, and the black flag was whistling and dancing in the air. Chu Qiao was overjoyed and stepped forward to see Yan Xun riding a horse, with robes like eagles and eyebrows like swords.
"Ah Chu!"
"Yan Xun," Chu Qiao went up to greet her, and said with a smile, "Are you all right?"