"Yanbei Military Soul!"
The soldiers' blood was completely ignited. They turned over and jumped onto the horse, turned around and killed the enemy several times that of themselves, and launched a fierce street battle in the streets and alleys. The Southwest Town Government, which has always been known for its cowardice, made the officers and soldiers work hard, like a group of ferocious lions, roaring on the streets and alleys of the imperial capital, stabbing a sharp sword into the heart of the enemy.
"Young master," Xi Rui and Bian Cang of the Datong Guild walked up the city tower in armor and said in a deep voice, "The Southwest Town Envoy has already fought a bloody path. The twelve, nineteen, and thirty-sixth teachers have suffered serious losses. Can we leave the city?"
"No," Yan Xun shook his head, "It's not enough."
Xi Rui and Bian Cang looked at each other, and both saw a hint of worry in each other's eyes. In the plan, they should retreat at this time. Could the young master be so persistent, have he lost his innocence by hatred?
"The elite of the empire is still there, we cannot evacuate."
"Elite?" Bian Cang said in confusion, "I don't understand that the officers of the Cavalry Camp and the Green Camp Army are no longer there. The Southwest Town Government turned against us. The 12th, 19th, and 36th Divisions have suffered heavy casualties, and our army has won a great victory."
"What can the officers be there? Daxia can send a regiment of military camps at any time."
"What do you mean by your high prince?"
Yan Xun raised his eyebrows and looked cold. Surrounded by dozens of torches, Yan Xun stood on the high city tower, wearing a black robe covered with a white cloak, and the snow-white cloak was fluttering in the morning light, with a war eagle spreading its wings embroidered on it.
"Slay the grass without eradicating the roots, and the spring breeze blows again. I ordered all the soldiers of the Datong Association to follow me to go to the imperial capital Shangwu Hall. I want the Daxia Dynasty. There is no general available for three years, and there is no commander who commands the army for ten years!"
Xi Rui and Bian Cang were stunned. Looking at the man in black robe, endless killing aura roared out from this man who had always been gentle and calm. The strong blood and murderous aura were like surging floods, covering the entire imperial capital.
The monstrous killing begins. The moment when Zhenhuang Emperor Capital was destroyed, it opened in the man's hand. The blade of destruction sharply cut through the dark night and let out a crazy roar over the ancient city. Many years later, people may not remember Zhao Zhengde, Xia, Tang, and Huai Song, but history will definitely record the man's heavy hand: On May 20th, Yan Xun rebelled and ordered the massacre of 3,000 students of Shangwu Hall, and most of the imperial elites died in this battle!
Under the red flames, the entire Shangwu Hall was silent because the situation was unknown and the leader was not present. The elites of these empires wisely chose to retreat after the edge, and did not go out to rectify the order like soldiers from the Guards, so at this moment, they still maintained a full military appearance.
However, at the third hour, a fire suddenly ignited outside, and a tragic voice suddenly came. Some students tried to open the door and rushed out of the academy. On the verge of being prepared for Yanbei Datong warriors. Under the dense rain of arrows, no one in the entire Shangwu Hall escaped. Through the dark crowd, people saw the Prince Yanbei who had been standing in the corner of the emperor's inconspicuousness in horror. However, at this moment, his straight back was like a smile of death. The officers shouted in horror: "It's Yan Xun! Yan Xun is here!"
"Yan Xun is here! Yan Bei is here!"
Everyone was yelling in panic. Three thousand elite soldiers and horses had not yet fought for a round, and they were immediately defeated. Xi Rui asked for battle three times. Finally, Yan Xun said slowly in a light tone: "The enemy's fighting spirit has been lost. There is no need to fight in a short battle. Just burn it. You can stay here and don't let the pigs and dogs escape."
"Son Yan Xun! If you have the courage, fight me upright!"
Wei Shuhan, the new generation of Wei's general, shouted loudly, and then waved his sword and before he could take a step, he was shot through his throat by a sharp arrow, and his eyes widened into the messy fire.
Yan Xun didn't even look at him, turned his horse on his back, rectified most of the soldiers and horses, and said in a deep voice: "Follow me to the cavalry camp."
This night, the envoy of the Southwest Town Government was instigated to rebel, and the officers and soldiers of the Guards died in the mob army. The 12th, 19th, and 36th divisions and the Southwest Town Government were in a fire, with most of the casualties and injuries. Then, Yan Xun used the same method to eliminate all the soldiers and horses of the imperial capital school Shangwutang, the South Camp of the Cavalry Camp, the Seventh Army, and the Ninth Army, which were assassinated because of the assassination of the superior. Later, because there were too many people Yan Xun simply ordered the opening of the Nancheng military farm, and used bows and arrows to drive the remaining 2,000 officers and soldiers of the 16th Battalion to the subtle square, then drove the horses and trampled on thousands of horse hooves, trampling more than 1,800 people alive. The rest were all disabled and fell on the square of dead bodies and moaned.
Bian Cang asked to kill the weeds, but Yan Xun shook his head coldly and said lightly: "Let these disabled people be left to Zhao Zhengde to settle. "
At the fourth update, the sky became darker and the entire imperial capital was in a mess. There were few living people in the military camp. The last team of people came back from the imperial capital prefecture yamen and reported that the officials of the imperial capital had already fled. They killed more than a hundred officers and soldiers from the yamen and retreated.
That's it. In the entire Zhenhuang imperial capital, except for the three thousand defenders led by Song Que in the imperial city, there was no armed force anymore.
"Young master, please ask the envoy of the southern capital to retreat. It's time for us to leave the city. "
" Well," Yan Xun looked at the scorched earth Zhenhuang Ancient City, nodded slowly, and said, "It's time to leave. "
" Then the subordinate went to the southwest town government to send an order. "
" stop. "Yan Xun glanced at Xi Rui indifferently and said in a deep voice, "When did I say I would take the envoy of the Southwest Town Government together?" "
Xi Rui was shocked and said in a daze: "Young Master? "
Yan Xun turned around and said in a light tone: "In order to resist the fierce enemy, the Southwest Town Government envoy voluntarily stayed to resist the blade of the Third Division of the Imperial Army to preserve the strength of Yanbei, be loyal and courageous, and be a role model for contemporary soldiers. "
Xi Rui frowned and hurriedly said, "But Young Master..." Before he finished speaking, he was pulled by Bian Cang and covered his mouth tightly.
"General Xi Rui, please don't doubt the loyalty of the envoys of the Southwest Town Government. They have been hiding 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 loyalty and righteousness to serve the country bravely. "
Yan Xun's eyes were calm and his tone was slowly said, but the coldness revealed in the words pierced everyone's hearts like a sharp arrow.
Bian Cang hurriedly said, "What the young master said is that the Southwest Town Government has such determination to serve the country, and it can be called a model for contemporary soldiers. We must all take this as an example. "
His hand tightly grabbed the corner of Xirui's clothes, for fear that this colleague would say another word. After seeing Yan Xun's killing methods just now, he had no doubt that this seemingly peaceful man would kill him and Xirui together with waves.
"In this way, the entire army retreated from the North City Gate, and after the army left the city gate, the city gate was blocked. "
The horse galloped out, and at the moment when the heavy city gate was closed, the whole world changed color. The southwest town government, which was fighting with the 12th, 19th and 36th divisions, was frightened and speechless, and was stunned on the vast earth.
For a long time, countless desperate voices shouted in unison, "Your Highness! And us! And us! "
" We were abandoned! We were betrayed! "
The fear of the defeated army suddenly spread in the army like a tide. The soldiers rushed out of the trenches, ran around, and shouted in panic: "What should I do? what to do? We were abandoned! "
" Brothers! Kill with me! "
Fang Baiyu's military chief was very energetic, and he roared, wiped away the blood from his face, and rushed forward with a bang.
"There are troops coming out of the imperial city! The reinforcements from the imperial city are here!"
The soldiers of the 19th Division shouted in unison, and saw the man in front of him with a sword-browed eyebrows and starry eyes, covered in snow-white armor, holding a blue-faced sword, majestic, like a god of war in the prosperous era, breaking through all obstacles and killing the generals!
"It's the Seventh Prince! The Seventh Prince's reinforcements are here!"
Following Zhao Che's imperial city defenders, Zhao Xiang tightly pulled Zhao Fei's reins and said sternly: "Fourth Brother, there are chaos outside, and my father has not sent you to fight, why do you have to mess up this muddy water?"
Zhao Fei's sword eyebrows were raised, holding a sword in his hand, looking at his younger brother, and said in a deep voice: "Seventeenth Brother, do you want to kneel on the ground forever and lean on your back Looking at others, I still want to stand up with my own abilities. If you want to stand up, go out with me now."
Zhao Xiang's face turned red, he jumped onto the horse's back, pulled out the battle knife, and said loudly: "Fourth Brother, no matter where you go, my brother will follow you to the death."
Zhao Yang nodded, looked at the towering city gate, and the fierce shouts of killing came in from outside. The young prince raised his battle knife with his eyes firm.
He rushed out of the imperial city with his own palace guards. A fewer than a hundred people along the way inserted into the heart of the Southwest Town Envoy like a sharp knife. Blood lights burst out from the sky, and a new star of the empire rose slowly in the fight!
Chu Qiao When he arrived by the Chishui River, Ajing was already waiting. Thousands of war horses had been prepared across the river. He was not surprised to see Chu Qiao alone coming, and he was about to lead her across the river. Chu Qiao walked off the horse and greeted A Jing and others. She glanced at her eyes and frowned suddenly, and said in a deep voice: "A Jing, there are only this floating bridge. There are tens of thousands of people in the southwest town government. Can you cross the river before dawn?"
A Jing smiled and nodded with a faint smile, "This is the command of the prince. I believe there is no mistake. Please send the girl over first."
Chu Qiao stood there, and a terrible thought suddenly arose in her mind. Her face turned pale in an instant, and her eyes were a little panicked. A Jing asked, "Girl, what's wrong with you?"
Chu Qiao immediately restrained his expression, smiled slowly, and said, "It's nothing, you take them over first, I have to wait for Yan Xun."
A Jing frowned, "But your highness has ordered..."
"No need to say much, cross the river quickly."
A Jing naturally knew that the relationship between Chu Qiao and Yan Xun was far from comparable to that of him. He nodded and nodded.
After half an hour, a violent fighting suddenly came from the southeast direction, and the sound was even more intense than before. Chu Qiao was shocked and immediately got on her horse and galloped towards the southeast.
"Girl!" A Jing was shocked and shouted, "What are you doing?"
"I'll go and pick up Yan Xun!"
Halfway through the way, he saw a group of people rushing towards him, with a population of about 5,000, everyone was wearing black clothes and black armor, and the ink-colored flag whistling and dancing in the air. Chu Qiao was delighted and walked forward and saw Yan Xun riding a horse, her robe like an eagle and her eyebrows like a sword.
"A Chu!"
"Yan Xun," Chu Qiao greeted him and said with a smile, "Is it okay?"
