These rebels have been slaughtered with some fear, and if it were not for the fear of the defeat of the rebellion, and their own destruction, I am afraid that the vast majority of them would rather run far, as far as possible.
They cautiously moved forward, while the new army of Zhenguo still did not move, in the darkness, the silver-armored warriors under the moonlight, as if gilded with a halo, these silent people, just doing the most basic movements during their drills, flat end steel grass, waiting for the next storm.
All of a sudden, there was silence, but it only lasted for a while, and then someone finally burst out with a roar: "Kill", "Ready" The shouting behind him is getting closer and closer.
Ye Chunqiu went to the palace hall, there were already many guards who wanted to kill, Ye Chunqiu was holding a long sword, but he gritted his teeth and said sharply: "Xu Jie" Without any orders, Xu Jie and the others knew that they had reached the most urgent moment, and they did not hesitate to raise their spears to fight with these guards, Ye Chunqiu ignored these guards, and after piercing the heart of a guard with a sword, his body jumped, jumped on the white Hanyu steps, and quickly grabbed the main hall, and then raised his leg and kicked it suddenly, the bronze door of the main hall was unbearable for his strength, and after it was crumbling, the palace door collapsed.
Ye Chunqiu gasped for breath and came all the way from the Heavenly Wolf Castle, and now he finally arrived here.
He dragged his sword in his hand, the tip of which squeaked and squeaked as it slashed a trail across the silver bricks on the ground.
Slowly arrived in the hall, Ye Chunqiu raised his eyes and saw King Anhua.
King Anhua is really here, still the same as last time, graceful and luxurious, he is wearing a crown of heaven on his head, wearing a crown that only the Son of Heaven can have, looking at Ye Chunqiu quietly, but his eyes are high, like a king who blames his courtiers for being rude.
Zhu Ningxiao stared at Ye Chunqiu motionlessly, and suddenly said from his mouth: "Ye Chunqiu, you are so rude." ” Ye Chunqiu didn't speak, he still stepped forward step by step.
In front of the Silver Palace, more than a dozen warriors were already facing the enemy, and they raised their swords one after another, looking at Ye Chunqiu who was walking step by step.
Zhu Ningyan said coldly: "Yang Banban is still in peace or has been killed by you, a rebellious minister."
Ye Chunqiu nodded directly.
Zhu Ningxiao raised his eyebrows, and then suddenly laughed, and said, "Yang Banban watched me grow up since I was a child, it's a pity. ” And Ye Chunqiu was still moving slowly.
The expression on Zhu Ningxiao's face became solemn, and the tiger's eyes were majestic, and he said in a deep voice: "Ye Chunqiu, if you abandon the darkness and turn to the light and serve me, with your talents, I will definitely be reused for you, when Emperor Wen was martyred, the close ministers around him, which one of them was not prominent among the princes, and the grace and glory were far above the clan, do you want to die for that righteousness?"
It's just that Ye Chunqiu still came forward, but he didn't reply, he continued: "Zhengde, this person, is just a dumb lord, he doesn't look like a human king, he pampers a traitor."
Ye Chunqiu had already reached the bottom of the Silver Palace, and seven or eight warriors had already stepped up with their swords.
Ye Chunqiu held his breath, although he was extremely exhausted, and he didn't know how many wounds were left on his body, but at this time, once he condensed his mind, he immediately became more energetic.
The long sword broke through the air, as fast as a poisonous snake out of a hole, Ye Chunqiu's sword pierced into the chest of a warrior, and then quickly withdrew the sword, between breaths, a wrong step, dodging the fatal blow of a long knife.
At this time, Ye Chunqiu's ears sounded Zhu Ningyao's sigh, and then said: "Qingben Beauty, why have you suffered from the thief world for a long time, since you have come to the land of Guanxi, you should be able to see how devastated it is, all of this is caused by the traitors of his subordinates, until now, are you still obsessed Ye Chunqiu, you should be lost" Uh, another samurai fell.
Ye Chunqiu's sword is like a swimming dragon, and his moves are all killable, and the remaining few warriors saw this, no matter how brave they were in the past, they couldn't help but feel a chill.
And Zhu Ningxiao was still saying: "Ye Chunqiu, since you are in the court, you must also know the righteous person, how he is, you must have a plan in your heart, I am known as a virtuous name, praised by the people of the world, I only ask you, I am more like that Zhengde, who is more like a human king, but if you have some conscience, you should also serve me, do you want to be a sinner for the ages?"
The last warrior had already languished and fell to the ground, and Ye Chunqiu walked up to the silver hall step by step.
Zhu Ningxiao looked at Ye Chunqiu, who was already close in front of him, he shuddered, but he still tried his best to put on a majestic appearance, and said busily: "I am the blood of Taizu, Wenzhi martial arts, if you kill me today, you will definitely regret it, Ye Chunqiu, you serve me and I am ordered by heaven to be worthy of the surrender of all the people."
Ye Chunqiu looked at Zhu Ningxiao, who had already leaked horror in his eyes, and raised his long sword without hesitation, the sword was like lightning, and the next moment, it stabbed into Zhu Ningyao's throat fiercely, Ye Chunqiu said word by word: "You are not worthy" The long sword pierced through the back of Zhu Ningxiao's neck, Zhu Ningyao's eyes stared at Ye Chunqiu incredulously, he collapsed on his silver seat, trembling violently, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and finally he kicked his legs, already out of breath.
Ye Chunqiu put away his sword, didn't even bother to look at him again, and slowly walked out of the hall.
Outside the hall was still shouting like thunder, the night wind struck, Ye Chunqiu had a kind of tiredness from body to heart, several eunuchs in the corner of the hall trembled, and slipped out when they thought Ye Chunqiu was inadvertent, and let out a terrible shout: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty is dead, Your Majesty, Your Majesty" This terrible voice, for many rebels, is more terrifying than the grenade, and the people who are still shouting to kill are all stunned at this moment, their voices stopped abruptly, and more and more people are shouting hysterically: "King Anhua is dead, King Anhua is dead" It seems that that ambition has also disappeared with the anger of King Anhua, leaving only countless people who are dazed, and then some people lose their weapons, turn around and flee, and then there are looting rebels everywhere, and the deserters who are scurrying around.
No one cares about the so-called Huangtu hegemony anymore, and the so-called Conglong has become a ridiculous utopia, at this time, everyone is an ant.
Ye Chunqiu sat on the white Hanyu steps under the moonlight, still panting lightly in his mouth, looking at the countless lights in the distance, he couldn't tell who was the new army of Zhenguo and who was the chaotic army.
Or maybe he doesn't know how to judge right from wrong.
When he first came to this world, he had many visions, wanting to be an idle little landlord, if he could get a fame, it would be great, but he really had contact with this world, Ye Chunqiu could no longer make this choice, the world was unpredictable, and he followed those things in the world, doing things he had never thought of. aa2705221: