Chapter 74 Chapter 31 Yanbei Independence

"In the 773rd year of the Baicang calendar, on the ninth day of the fifth lunar month, the queen died. Hundreds of officials wailed outside the Zijin Gate, all the people mourned, and the whole country mourned. On May 16th, the mausoleum was sent to Taiqing Street. Here, Xihuai King Dai Xiaoshou followed the coffin all the way to the royal mausoleum of Mount Jiuen." There are only a few records about Empress Mu Henayun in history. Behind the seemingly prosperous and honored favor, there is no posthumous title.The cause of death is also kept silent. The word "death" means that the Muhe lineage, which was full of traffic and prosperity in the past, has truly withdrawn from the stage of history.Only six of the seven great families of the Presbyterian Church remained, and the position vacated due to the defeat of the Mu He family immediately attracted the coveted and peeped eyes of more great families, and this peeped, also because of Mu He Nayun's death, It became more blatant.

On the day of Empress Mu He's funeral, Chu Qiao stood on the Bell and Drum Tower in the southwest corner of the palace, watching the white silk floating in the sky, covering the empty sky, everything was like a prosperous dream.Yan Xun stood beside her, his eyes were indifferent, and he couldn't see any emotion, but when he turned and left, Chu Qiao noticed that five fingerprints were clearly printed on the railing he just held. How could he forget that the first iron cavalry to step into the Yanbei Plateau belonged to Mu He's lineage? With the death of the last person in power of the Mu He clan, the deep blood feud between Yan Bei and the Mu He clan finally settled in blood.

On the way back to Yinggeyuan, Chu Qiao accidentally met the Seventh Prince Zhao Che.The young prince was wearing a light blue robe, only the belt and sleeves were moon white, which did not match the paleness of the entire palace now. Zhao Che's expression was calm. Standing in the high Yuanshan pavilion, the drizzle as thin as a cow's hair sprinkled the sky with rain and mist, making it difficult to see his eyebrows and eyes clearly.Chu Qiao was holding a green umbrella and tilted her head slightly. The light rain wet her shoes and even a small part of her skirt. Zhao Che raised his head and looked at the sky to the west.Chu Qiao knew that there were stretches of rolling plateaus, and it was said that the ancestors of Daxia Gold came out of those mountains. The chaotic Hongchuan Plateau was surrendered to a political power, and after their death, their souls would return to their hometown and sleep forever on that scarlet land.

The underground imperial mausoleum of the Great Xia Dynasty is also located at the foot of the Jiuen Mountain in the northwest. People from generation to generation have passed on word of mouth that there is a huge temple on that mountain, and the whale oil lamps flicker in the dark night for thousands of years. The drizzle flew obliquely, hitting the oiled paper umbrella, the girl's figure was hidden among the flowers and trees, only the corner of the white skirt fluttered quietly in midair. In order to restrict the Muhe family, the seventh prince, Zhao Che, was hugged to the daughter of the Wenhuage University scholar Yuanfei when he was born. One of the more special ones.She came from Bian Tang with a scholar of Yuan University, and was born in a southeast water town. Although she did not have a prominent family background, she was deeply favored by the emperor for seventeen years.However, on the day of Zhao Che's seventeenth birthday, Concubine Yuan threw herself into the lake in front of many maids and court ladies.

Regarding Concubine Yuan's death, no one knew the reason. It was rumored in the palace that Empress Mu He was poisoned by jealousy and forced Concubine Yuan to commit suicide, but the emperor did not respond to this.After the death of Concubine Yuan, he went to court as usual and handled the affairs of state as usual, completely in line with the demeanor of a wise monarch, but since then, he has never included any concubines. Zhao Che also drifted away from his biological mother because of the death of his adoptive mother, and finally gradually turned against his mother's family because of different political views, so that when he was sent to the frontier, no one was willing to lend a helping hand to him.

It is precisely because of this that after the downfall of the Muhe family, his younger brother King Xihua and his younger sister Princess Chun fell into great jeopardy and were implicated. Only he has no influence, and as usual holds the important power and leads the army. In many cases, what is on the surface may not be true, Chu Qiao turned around and stopped looking at the lonely figure of the prominent young prince in front of her. In this deep palace, everyone has their own sorrow and their own cruelty. Her eyes are too vicissitudes, and she can't see the ashes under the prosperity.

When he returned to Yinggeyuan, Yan Xun was drinking in Meilin's pavilion. He has always been calm these years, except for necessary occasions, he seldom drinks.Standing on the porch, Chu Qiao looked at the upright young man in blue, and suddenly felt a pang of pain in her chest.She suddenly remembered that one afternoon many years ago, the boy woke up from a nightmare, grabbed her hand, and asked weakly, "Ah Chu, when can I get drunk at ease?" At that time, they were too weak, and they didn't even have the courage to take a sip of wine with confidence.But now, with such courage, they shouldered more responsibilities, and they were so stressed that they could no longer hold the golden cup with peace of mind.

Sure enough, Yan Xun stopped after only drinking two cups.The cold winter is over, the plum groves are gradually falling, the breeze blows, the sky is full of flowers and trees swaying, the plum blossoms are colorful, the man in the blue shirt has black hair flying, his eyes are closed and his head is raised, his brows are lightly frowned, letting the white plums fall on his face.When the breeze blows, the sleeves are inflated, flaring like bird wings. Chu Qiao didn't go over, she just stood quietly in the distance, looking at the person who had been side by side for many years. There are some feelings that others can't understand, some hatred that others can't bear, even if they are as close as they are, she still can't bear the bone-destroying hatred for him.

What she can do, maybe just watch from afar, and when it rains, give him the umbrella in her hand. The most honorable woman in the empire walked away, but what was left behind was a huge boulder that crashed into the seemingly calm lake. Contrary to everyone's expectations, Concubine Shu Gui, who was the most popular in the harem, did not take over Mu Henayun's position logically. became the prime suspect.Officials from the Secretariat Bureau, the Internal Affairs Council, and the Dasifu walked into the gate of Shuyun Hall like a revolving door.The seven-day investigation was fruitless, but it did not clear Concubine Shu's suspicion. Under the intentional connivance of some people, Concubine Shu's status in the harem plummeted. , the situation is not optimistic.

At the same time, Concubine Xuan of the Lanxuan Palace gained power out of thin air, served her bed for three consecutive days, and was canonized as a noble concubine on the fourth day. , taking full power to take care of Empress Mu He's funeral ceremony, she seems to be the number one person in the harem. Concubine Xuan is different from the original concubine Yuan, and also different from Mu Henayun whose family has declined.The favored woman with the nickname Lanxuan also has a dazzling surname. She comes from an ancient clan that has been passed down for hundreds of years and has a strong family backing. Her full name is Zhuge Lanxuan.

The wind changed, and the Zhuge family rose, and suddenly became one of the big clans that kept pace with the Wei clan. The birthday of Emperor Daxia is destined not to be peaceful. After the funeral of Empress Mu He, it is said that his birthday is only three days away, and on the same day, the emperor will marry his most beloved daughter to the son of Yanbei to complete the ceremony. This is a marriage gift that attracts the attention of the country. All the bows and arrows were fully drawn in an instant.There was a sense of urgency in the air.On May 17th, the sturdy cavalry all the way shattered the tranquility of the imperial capital. The birthday emissaries of the Batuha family in the northwest arrived late. Old Batu's youngest biological brother, Barley, cried bitterly as soon as he entered the city. , Crying snot and tears on the statue of the mother of the country in Ziwei Square, he was summoned by the Holy Golden Palace. Because of his loyalty and patriotism, His Majesty the Emperor decided to meet him in person. Barre's return to court did not attract the attention of interested people. In the eyes of the bureaucrats of the imperial capital, an old elder of the Presbyterian Church has no special weight, not to mention that after the fall of the Muhe clan, Batuha was excluded When it comes to barbarian families in the northwest, it is even more dispensable.His Majesty summoned Barre just because he wanted to buy people's hearts. In the Imperial Study Room of Shengjin Palace, the emperor's summons lasted for an entire hour, and the guards guarded the door, not allowing anyone to approach. When Barre walked out of the Holy Golden Palace, it was already late at night, and the long wind on the Jiuwei Long Street was reversed. The young General Barre looked up to the sky and smiled, and the passers-by secretly looked at this again with expressions like looking at a madman. The Northwest minister, who was crying and laughing, frowned secretly. That night, both Zhuge Yue and Wei Shuye, the young master of the Wei faction who had just returned to Beijing, received a letter with the Northwest Goshawk printed on it. Zhuge Muqing looked at it for a while, then put it aside, slowly shook his head and said, "Just say that the young master is sick and cannot go out. .” Zhuge Yue frowned, stepped forward and said, "Father, why?" Zhuge Muqing said in a deep voice: "Our goal has been achieved, and it is not appropriate to cause extra problems. The family power is not yet secure, and Lan Xuan still needs time in the palace." "If we facilitate this matter, the emperor will value us even more." Zhuge Muqing frowned slowly, and said in a deep voice: "Yue'er, don't you understand? Whether the emperor values ​​us or not depends not on how much we contribute to the country, but on the strength of Zhuge's lineage." .General Meng has ruled the country for generations, but he is still just a general. He has no fiefdom and financial resources. The aristocratic family and the imperial power are separated and irreconcilable. This father has told you many times." "But……" "There is no need to talk about this matter. We will thank guests behind closed doors from today. Let's wait for the results in three days." Zhuge Yue's words were forcibly interrupted by Zhuge Muqing. In fact, he wanted to say, if that idiot Barre can't succeed, and Yan Xun really escapes the imperial capital alive and returns to Yanbei to take the throne, what will happen to the emperor?What will happen to Daxia?What will happen to the whole world?They let go of the fierce tiger for their own benefit, what kind of disaster and calamity will it cause? He wanted to say that his father was already old, his eyes could only see the gains and losses and interests of each family, but he could not see the general trend of the world.If the country is not here, will Zhuge's line survive? If he really left, what about her?Will he also leave the imperial capital and go far away to Yanbei? Fortunately, although Barley is an idiot, Wei Shuye is still there. The Wei faction has lost power. If he wants to gain a foothold, he has to seize this opportunity. Zhuge Yue raised his head slowly, and murmured, "Don't let me down." On the second day, Wei Shuye led eighteen warriors into the old Batu's mansion in the imperial capital, but the warriors in the northwest waited for a whole day, but they did not see Zhuge Yue's shadow. When they met for the first time, Barley and Wei Shuye were not overly cautious. They had had the opportunity to work together in the Southwest Camp.As soon as he took his seat, General Barre immediately explained his purpose. The young upstart of the empire twitched his lips and said with an evil smile: "The Zhuge family gave up this great opportunity to serve the country. It seems that this opportunity to get promoted and make a fortune is destined to fall on you and my brother." on the head." Wei Shuye's face was gloomy, as if he didn't want to entangle with Barredo, he directly cut to the point, and said in a deep voice: "I am reckless, dare to ask the general, do you have a plan?" Barley smiled triumphantly: "Yes." "Appreciate further details." The whole operation sounds like a small-scale military coup. Three days later, that is, the night of the emperor's birthday, the seventh and ninth divisions of the Xiaoqi Battalion stationed in the city will join the army of the Northwest Batuha family, disguised as the Northwest Army, Together with Barley to besiege the Yanbei convoy, Barley will personally be there to command, crush all resistance, and directly arrest the rebels. Of course Wei Shuye understands the idea of ​​Shengjin Palace. There are many people who can do this, but only the Batuha family in the northwest is the most suitable. Although there is a lot of fanfare, the whole operation will look like revenge and murder. With the grievances between the old Batu in the northwest and Yanbei, no one will suspect that there is something else going on.Old Batu was afraid that Yan Xun's power would expand after marrying the princess, and he would make things difficult for him after returning to Yanbei to take over, so he sent his younger brother to the imperial capital to murder the innocent son of Yanbei. After that, the emperor will deal with it impartially, reprimand the Northwest Army, then take General Barre into custody, and then, after ten days and a half months, he will be acquitted due to Northwest's good attitude of pleading guilty, and a symbolic compensation will be charged.I believe that no one will uphold justice for the extinct Yanbei. The whole action seems to be a personal grievance, which has nothing to do with the country, and it is impossible to have the slightest connection with His Majesty the Emperor who is about to marry his daughter. Wei Shuye felt a trace of disgust in his heart, but he still frowned and said in a low voice: "The three hundred dead soldiers of the Wei family are willing to follow the general and be driven by the general." How can we need so many troops to deal with a declining prince, Barre said with a smile, "Well, then the major general will be responsible for clearing out the surrounding area and intercepting reinforcements." Wei Shuye smiled gently: "Thank you General for cultivating." May 18th, late at night. The girl stood in front of the map and deliberated over her actions the day after tomorrow, and finally said in a deep voice, "Every link has been arranged properly, but I am still worried about going to the ancestral temple in the south of the city to ask for help." Yan Xun raised his eyebrows, motioning for her to continue. "According to the ceremony, you need to go to the ancestral temple to worship your ancestors, and then return to the palace with the ceremony officer to marry the princess. The guards on this section of the road are officers and soldiers drawn from the Ministry of Rites, and their loyalty is not reliable. If someone intercepts you on this section of the road If you do, disaster will happen.” Yan Xun looked at the map, and said in a deep voice: "The terrain here is open, close to the Southwest Township, there are mixed fish and dragons, if there is an incident, a large army will be dispatched, and the Southwest Township has a lot of connections with us, they may not have the courage." Chu Qiao shook her head, and said slowly: "It is necessary to be perfect in doing things. The more impossible the place, the more likely there will be mistakes. We need to be prepared for all variables. Besides, you and I know that the Southwest Township's envoy has not pledged allegiance. Yanbei has not pledged allegiance to you, so we have to guard against it." Yan Xun nodded, picked up the map, and began to plan possible battles and countermeasures. Chu Qiao also took out a pen and paper, leaned over the desk and began to write. After a stick of incense, the two straightened up at the same time, exchanged papers, only glanced at each other, and immediately smiled. burn one's boats!Fight to the last stand! If Emperor Xia dares to make such a bad move, then the entire Emperor Zhenhuang will come to see him off!The two days passed smoothly, and on the morning of May 20th, the entire Zhenhuang City was immersed in grand joy.The bright red brocade was spread all over Jiuwei Street from Zijinmen to Dongchengmen. The emperor of Daxia made his public appearance. Officials, merchants, common people and civilians of the imperial capital blocked the streets. Under the command of the imperial capital guards, they rushed to worship and shout Long live, it completely presents a picture of prosperity and magnificence. On Emperor Xia's birthday, all the prisoners except those who committed homicide were granted amnesty. On Ziwei Square, there were densely packed kneeling prisoners who had been pardoned.As soon as Emperor Xia's carriage approached, these people immediately shouted long live and thanked the emperor for his kindness. Civil and military officials and envoys from all over the place knelt in front of Zijin Gate, and then followed the convoy to parade all the way to enjoy the worship of the people. The parade lasted until the afternoon, and a grand banquet was held in the Holy Gold Palace. In the evening, the sky was full of fire, trees and silver flowers, colorful lights were lit up, countless kabuki danced gorgeously on the square, and the vocal music spread throughout the entire imperial city. The people cheered loudly , The momentum is amazing. However, when there were waves of people cheering from Ziwei Square, on the road to the ancestral temple in the south of the city, there was a group of gorgeously dressed people walking slowly according to the etiquette. Different from the jubilation in the inner city, the restricted area of ​​the ancestral temple in the south of the city is still immersed in silence. The continuous cheers from a distance make it even more deadly. The moonlight was dim, and the bright red palace lanterns flickered on both sides of the road. Yan Xun was dressed in a bright red auspicious suit, sitting in the carriage, with his eyes slightly closed, quietly waiting for the opportunity. With the sound of "Yanglang", the carriage paused and stopped slowly, Yan Xun opened his eyes, his brows were slightly frowned, and the last trace of hesitation in his heart immediately receded. "What's going on? Why did it stop?" The ceremonial officer who led the team stepped forward and asked, a small martial arts captain ran forward quickly, and said to Yan Xun behind the curtain and the ceremonial officer outside: "His Royal Highness, Lord ceremonial officer, the front is the ancestral temple. Guards, they asked us to get out of the car and let them check." "What's going on? This is an ancestor worship according to the etiquette system. It was approved ten days ago, and even dare to intercept the wedding of Her Royal Highness. Which team are they from? Do you want to die?" Captain Xiaowu said with a bitter face: "My lord, I told them the same, but they insisted on checking." "My lord, humble servant, go ahead and have a look." There was no sound in the carriage, the ceremonial officer took it as Yan Xun's acquiescence, followed the captain and left.However, what he didn't know was that at this moment, the people in the carriage had already quietly left without anyone noticing. Murderous intent was already rippling in the air, thick as the smell of dead bodies. In front of the convoy, the ceremonial officer brigade and the guards of the ancestral temple were blushing and almost fighting. Behind a tall house, the warriors’ horses wrapped their hooves in cotton cloth, and quickly stepped forward to meet the man who was approaching at a high speed. Ah Jing got off the horse and led the horse for Yan Xun, saying in a deep voice, “Your Highness, everything is ready. gone." Yan Xun nodded silently, got on his horse, and then galloped towards the Southwest town government envoy on the other side of the long street.There, there is a field army drawn by the empire from Yanbei, guarding the imperial capital for a long time, with more than 10,000 people. Although they are not his own people, Yan Xun has decided to drag them into the bandit ship because of the fact that they are also from Yanbei. Now, he's going to call for help. During the stalemate, a long, sharp cry suddenly pierced the tranquility of the night, and the commander of the ancestral temple guards withdrew his smile, and immediately shouted: "Do it!" The light of the knife flickered, and there was a sudden change! Amidst the sharp shouts of killing, the guards of the ancestral temple pulled out their hidden sharp blades one after another, swiping their knives and slashing. Everyone is agile and agile. Where is the garrison of the ancestral temple? soldiers.In an instant, the knife was shining brightly, blood splashed everywhere, amidst the piercing sound of the sharp blade cutting into the flesh and bones, there was a dense cry of exclamation and screams. "Pull the Yanbei Rebellion!" shouted the slogans of the assassins, and leaped over the fragile formation hastily formed by the ceremony officials in front like wolves and tigers, and rushed towards the middle of the convoy. "There are assassins! Enemy attack!" Only then did the officer leading the team realize that he was also a military commander. He pulled out the saber from his waist and fought the enemy with all his strength, shouting dedicatedly: "Protect Your Highness! Formation! Call for help! Against..." Before he finished speaking, a sharp knife wiped his throat immediately, and blood gushed out in large swaths in an instant.The man's voice was suddenly hoarse, and in an instant, his body was tilted and fell into a hideous pool of blood. Before the officials in the carriage had time to get out of the carriage, they were blocked by the assassins at the door of the carriage, only to hear a series of sharp noises whistling, and a dozen silver arrows pierced the partition of the carriage from all directions, Tie them in pairs. The carriage was narrow and there was nowhere to hide. The loud screams and pleading echoed in the sky southwest of the imperial capital, making one's scalp numb. But the cruel executioners were not moved at all. They fell on the ground, holding their small crossbows horizontally, steadily winding, pulling, and shooting. Rows of sharp arrows roared, piercing through the partitions of the carriage. The partitions pierced those innocent imperial officials to pieces. Occasionally, some strong archers shot their arrows through the two partitions. The arrows that passed through were full of a strong smell of blood, and there was red blood on the arrows. It is constantly dripping down shockingly. The guards of the carriage drew out their swords and fought back vigorously, loading arrows into the crossbows, but the opponent's speed was too fast, and they snapped their fingers before they had time to aim.However, how can the dark shot be accurate?What's more, these guards of the Ministry of Rites who are not good at fighting, in a hurry, the arrows are useless.They had no choice but to throw the crossbow on the spot, drew out the sabers at their waists to fight, screaming and killing, blood and mud mixed together.On the wide royal road where eight war horses can run side by side, soldiers from both sides entangled in one place, shouting and rushing to fight, swearing to fight to the death. When we meet on a narrow road, the brave wins!It was too late for them to ask each other's name and origin, all they could do was raise their sabers and smash them hard on each other's head! But there were too many enemies, and the few guards were like straws in the torrent in the crowd, and they were submerged by the waves in an instant, and they couldn't even see their shadows. The deep shouts echoed on the street like muffled thunder.What set the background for all of this was the wave of cheers from the central part of the imperial capital, and the fireworks and fireworks all over the sky continued to declare what a festive day today is.However, it was also this festive excitement that covered up the sound of bloodthirsty carnage. No one knew, no one heard, and no one would have imagined that under such a prosperous and prosperous wedding banquet, there would be such a brazen existence. Such reckless killing. The guards of the Ministry of Rituals roared and counterattacked, there were too many enemies, rushing madly from all directions like a tide!Those ferocious faces and bloodthirsty eyes devoured the last hope of people like wild beasts. "Counterattack! Fight! The Empire will support us immediately!" However, what they don't know is that the source of today's assassins is the empire they are thinking of. There will be no support, no reinforcements, they are destined to be an abandoned team, and they will die for the strength of the empire! Their eyes were red, and the sky and the earth were filled with blood. They were so close that they shot arrows close to the enemy's head. After shooting all the arrows in the crossbow machine, they swung a ten-pound crossbow machine as a hammer, and smashed the enemy's head hard. His brain was cracked, and then he was cut down with random knives.The entire Long Street was caught in a bloody melee.The two sides fought fiercely, and screams and wailing were heard intensively. The carriage where Yan Xun was in had been shot into a hornet's nest, no one would have extravagantly hoped that he was still alive, the tragic fight did not last long.After a stick of incense, the sounds of fighting gradually faded away and subsided.The more than 200 soldiers guarding the army were wiped out, whether they resisted or surrendered, they were all massacred, leaving no one behind!The blood gurgled into a terrifying river, flowing quietly on the street until it was frozen into blood clots, and the bloody smell was pungent. At this moment, a grand firework suddenly erupted in the center of the imperial capital. It was colorful and dazzling, and huge cheers surged in like waves, reflecting the dead silence here even more. This was definitely a very successful murder, but the murderer was not happy about it. Barre stood in the middle of the pool of blood in a daze, and shouted at his opponent: "What's going on? Where are people?" The subordinate's face was panicked, his face was pale, and he said tremblingly, "I don't know. I didn't find Prince Yan among the dead, nor in the carriage. I guess he might have escaped." "Escaped?" Barley snarled, and said angrily: "The siege of 800 people, the defense of 300 people outside, excellent weapons, adequate preparations, you make people escape if you do the mental calculation or not? What use do I need you?" "General, we, we can check with Major General Wei on the outskirts, maybe they caught it." "Yes," Barley nodded immediately, and was about to get on the horse with a ten-thousandth hope, but at this moment, there was a loud sound of horseshoes, and the whole earth trembled violently. At the beginning, at the end of a dark long street, densely packed torches slowly approaching, gradually converging into a shining band of light, the horses are proud, murderous like a rainbow!The oncoming one was actually a sturdy cavalry regiment! "It's the Yanbei Army, the envoy of the Southwest Township!" Barley shouted loudly, and turned around quickly: "Run!" At this time, it was too late to run away, two legs could not outrun the four legs of a war horse.This is no longer a battle, it is definitely a veritable massacre. There is no shortage of masters among the Northwest Barre's subordinates, but the mob assembled hastily for the purpose of assassination confronted the well-coordinated cavalry army. The result is not difficult to imagine. .The assassins couldn't even withstand the first round of attacks, they were shot by crossbows and were routed, and then they were completely defeated and fled in embarrassment. "I am General Barre of the Batuha family in Northwest China, and we have a royal order!" Panicked voices sounded immediately, and Barley retreated steadily under the guard of his men, shouting his identity hissingly. But no one would believe that the officials and soldiers of the Southwest Town Government envoy who had just been transferred by the son of Yanbei were all jealous.Since the fall of Yan Shicheng, the Southwest Township's envoys have been inferior to others in the imperial capital. They have been bullied and insulted by the green battalion and Xiaoqi battalion. Even the city defenders dare to look at them.At this moment, it is hard to catch such an opportunity to make great contributions. Who would believe the crazy words of those assassins who are about to die? Dare to organize such a large-scale assassination in Zhenhuang City, it is simply impatient to live. The soldiers shouted loudly, waved their swords in their hands, and chopped off the head of the loudest one! Like a gust of wind and rain, the cavalry rushed towards them swiftly and caught up with the fleeing crowd.Before the men and horses arrived, there was a rain of arrows head-on, shooting down the fleeing killers on the spot, and then trampling them fiercely with horseshoes, turning them into a pulp. The retribution came so quickly, the killers before a stick of incense turned into the slaughtered objects under the assassin's butcher's knife in an instant, and there was no escape. The sound of horseshoes thundered, and the black cavalry rushed past like a tide. Wherever they went, all resistance was quickly razed.Surrounded by a large group of people, Yan Xun, who was dressed in a bright red auspicious uniform, sat on the horseback with a cold expression, his eyes were like a falcon scrutinizing the battlefield, his lips were pursed, with a cold edge. "His Royal Highness!" He Xiaoce, the deputy commander of the Southwest Township's envoy, immediately stepped forward, and said happily with a red face: "Your Highness, the mission has been successfully completed, all the assassins have been executed, and no one has escaped." Yan Xun nodded, and said with a smile: "Commander He has done a great job, Yan Xun dare not forget his life-saving grace." He Xiao shook his head and said: "Your Highness is serious. It is the responsibility of the last general to protect the safety of the imperial capital. What's more, His Highness and the Southwest Town's envoy are both from Yanbei. We can't stand by and watch." Yan Xun said with a smile: "I will definitely report to the emperor the merits of the commander in full. I believe that the word 'deputy' for Deputy Commander He will be removed soon." He Xiao was overjoyed and said with a smile: "Thank you for your promotion, Your Highness!" "Commander!" At this moment, a young general came forward and whispered in He Xiao's ear, "Something is wrong." He Xiao was taken aback, then turned his head and whispered, "What's wrong?" General Shen frowned, his eyes panicked, and he said in a deep voice, "Come with me and have a look." He Xiao and Yan Xun greeted each other, and then followed the general to leave. When he saw the messy corpses, he suddenly felt dark in front of his eyes, as if the world had collapsed in an instant, and he was about to jump from the horse. fell down. Barley is domineering and likes to show off. When he first entered the city, almost all the people in the city saw his true face.How could He Xiao, as the general who maintained the order of the scene, not know him? Seeing this old man lying there with a dense pile of arrows stuck in his chest, He Xiao suddenly felt that his eyes were pitch black, and he almost fainted. Bracing himself up, the young deputy commander was still fantasizing that maybe it was just the Northwest Batuha family's own assassination, wanting to get rid of the son of Yanbei. All over the north and south of the river, no one knows. However, when he saw a large number of soldiers from the Xiaoqi Battalion, He Xiao immediately knew that what was in front of him was already a dead end. Although these soldiers were all dressed in the clothes of the Northwest Batuha family, the soldiers of the southwest town government stationed in the imperial capital all year round could recognize these bastards who often followed behind the leader of the Xiaoqi Battalion to show off their power in their own army.Seeing these people, no matter how stupid He Xiao was, he understood that the so-called assassination was just a killing ordered by the empire. Then, what would happen to him if he forcibly fought out with his soldiers and horses, annihilated the soldiers and horses of the empire, and rescued the son of Yanbei? At that moment, He Xiao had only one thought: take down Yan Xun and redeem his crimes! "The person who wants to kill me is Emperor Daxia." For a moment, everyone froze on the spot! Yan Xun stood on the horse, glanced casually at the many soldiers present, then turned to He Xiao's face, and said in a calm tone: "Commander He, I'm sorry for involving you in this, if you are not the envoy of the Southwest Township, Yan Xun A soldier from the north, if you take me down, you may be able to avoid this disaster." A word to remind the dreamer!He Xiao's eyes widened, looking at Yan Xun's unpredictable face, he suddenly came back to his senses! There is no turning back for the southwestern town government envoy. If it was another army that killed Barre and the soldiers of the Xiaoqi Battalion by mistake, then it can be explained by a sentence of ignorance.But as the envoy of the Southwest Township, which was highly concerned by the empire and was repeatedly suspected of hiding the Yanbei rebel party, it was impossible to escape his life no matter what.The empire will not let him go, will the elders let him go, and the Holy Golden Palace will not let him go, if he turns back, he will only die. The man's eyes were red, and he looked fiercely at the handsome man in the red robe in front of him, A voice yelled frantically in his mind: He knows everything, he deliberately led himself to a dead end! However, he couldn't say a word. After a while, the hostility in the man's eyes slowly disappeared, replaced by a look of madness like a desperado. Tens of thousands of people gathered on the long street, and those with a clear mind immediately understood the cause and effect of what happened. They only felt that the ground seemed to be shaking, and there was a void of fear.Everyone raised their heads, looked at He Xiao, at Yan Xun, or at the sky, struggling to think of a way to survive for themselves. All the exits are blocked, there is no way to retreat, turning back is a dead end, the only way out, perhaps is to fight to the death! He Xiao suddenly jumped off the horse, raised his hands to the soldiers behind him, and shouted sharply: "Brothers! I have held back some words for eight years, and I want to talk about them today! Back then, who destroyed King Canglan?" Rebellion, Yu Shengjin Palace rushed all the way to save the emperor? Who ran for thousands of miles at Baima Pass and rescued the elders and officials of the entire empire? Who fought against the dog Rong people on the Yanbei Plateau, so that the northern barbarians dare not step into the pass , Protected our parents, wives and children? It is the king of Yanbei, the old prince of Yanshicheng! But what did the loyal ministers get in the end? It was a copy of the whole family, a beheading for the public! For eight years, our soldiers from the Yanbei line have Suffering all kinds of humiliation, being looked down upon by the sons of the Xiaoqi Battalion and the Green Battalion, we have endured all of this! But now, the empire wants to attack the only blood of the old prince for no reason, and use despicable means to get rid of His Royal Highness , as soldiers of Yanbei, shall we obey?" "Not convinced!" Thunderous shouts sounded immediately, and countless soldiers raised their swords and guns. Those myths about Yan Shicheng's invincibility once again surged in the blood of the soldiers. The oppression they have suffered for many years is also like The general boiling of magma.They hissed and shouted, and the momentum was amazing! "Brothers! We are soldiers from Yanbei. Tonight, we have killed the conspirators of the empire. We have been tied to the same rope with His Highness Shizi. If Shizi is gone, we will not end well! Say, we can Sit and wait to die?" "cannot!" "We can't die!" "The emperor is ungrateful! He is not worthy to lead us!" "Foolish king! We are against each other!" I don't know who yelled the last sentence, and the whole team fell silent for a moment. Finally someone shouted this sentence, followed by countless voices shouting in unison, "We are rebellious!" "Soldiers of Yanbei!" Yan Xun sat on the horse, looking coldly at the countless pairs of raised palms below, his eyes slowly narrowed, and he said in a firm and deep voice: "My father has been wronged for eight years, and Yanbei has withered and been trampled by the wicked. Guan Rong, the warrior of Yanbei, was also destroyed by the decaying imperial capital! We are all loyal subjects to the empire. We guard the frontier, fight against the northern barbarians, and protect the peace in the interior of the empire. But over time, prosperity and extravagance have obscured The eyes of the elders of the empire and the emperor! They forgot who died in the frontier and used their blood and bones to build the Great Wall of Steel to defend their home and country! They forgot who braved the wind and snow and fought against the Quanrong people outside the pass! They Forgot, who saved the country again and again when the empire was in crisis!" "It's us!" The soldiers shouted in unison: "It's us Yanbei!" "That's right! It's us!" The long wind roared over, rolling up Yan Xun's fluttering clothes, and the young man tore off the red robes on his body, revealing the jet-black war robes inside. Embroidered with a resplendent battle eagle, that is Yanbei's battle flag, the golden iron eagle flag!Yan Xun said sharply: "The master is stupid and does not argue against loyalty and traitor! He forgot our meritorious deeds, and instead of rewarding us, he murdered us! We have meritorious deeds and are not guilty, and we are determined not to obey!" "Resolutely resist! Swear to die!" 无数个沙哑的嗓子齐声高呼：“我们反了，誓死不从！” 燕洵一把拔出腰间的长剑，狂风吹卷着他漆黑的战袍，那只金色的苍鹰猎猎翻飞，好像随时都会振翅昂扬一般！ 被困了八年的年轻世子发出狮子一般的怒吼：“战士们！跟随我！杀出帝都，回到燕北，我们别无选择，唯有兵变，今日，我燕北一脉就此独立！” “杀出帝都！回到燕北！” 激荡吼叫声穿透长空，与此同时，一连串硕大的烟火在上空炸裂，漫天火树，满目繁华烟尘！ 此时此刻，莺歌院，女子一身黑色战袍，站在漆黑的夜幕之下，在她的身后，跟随着一群同色衣装的黑衣人。一只雪白的长鹰飞过夜空，落在少女的肩头，拆开信件，女子的眉头轻轻皱紧，又再松开。 “战士们！考验你们的时刻到了！” 楚乔凌厉的转过身去，眼神如雪，秀发如瀑，语调铿锵的沉声说道：“燕北需要你们！大同需要你们！天下苍生、万千黎民需要你们！去吧，用腐朽的当权者的心肝，来祭奠我们新生的政权！” 呼啸声顿时响起，片刻之后，庭院里除了楚乔，再无一人。 柳绿小丫鬟跑上前来，紧张的说道：“姑娘，我们该走了。” “不，”少女斩钉截铁的摇了摇头：“我们还有一件事没有做完！”