Chapter 430 "you" Concubine Song turned around and saw a completely unfamiliar person standing behind her, but the anger and resentment in his eyes were extremely obvious.
The sword was in his hand.
Seeing Concubine Song's expression, Nie Yao snorted coldly, then withdrew the sword, looked at the bright red blood dripping from the tip of the sword, and said lightly: "This is my first time killing someone.
But I will never regret it."
Concubine Song was pierced through the chest by Nie Yao's sword.
She was in unbearable pain.
She kept clutching her chest.
Looking at Nie Yao's young and beautiful face, she recalled that she had been a widow for nearly twenty years.
She just felt unwilling and helpless.
Thinking that at this last moment, the enemy and us had not yet decided the winner, but Concubine Song herself was about to die at the hands of this woman whose name was unknown, she could not help but pounce on Nie Yao with a face filled with resentment and said: "Who are you, you bitch, bitch?"
But it was Chu Jing who jumped up to the high platform at this moment and slapped Concubine Song hard.
Concubine Song was so stunned that she was unable to dodge because of Nie Yao's sword.
The moment Chu Jing withdrew his palm, she spurted out a mouthful of blood.
Except for Zuo Yuanfeng and other soldiers who were still fighting against those bloodthirsty soldiers who knew no humanity and no reason, almost everyone around them stopped their hands and feet, and stared at this scene in amazement.
I didn't expect that at this last moment, it would end so quickly.
Blood was still slowly falling in the air.
Concubine Song was knocked off the high platform by Chu Jing's palm and fell downwards.
On the high platform, in addition to Zuo Chi, Chu Jing and Nie Yao who were standing quietly, there was also the Eighth Prince Chu Xuanyun who was lying unconscious on the ground and did not know whether he was alive or dead.
Concubine Song twitched uncomfortably on the ground under the tree, then tilted her head and could not move again.
Wu Jue stepped forward and saw that Concubine Song's eyes were still wide open, and she was not closing her eyes.
Thinking that Concubine Song had been clinging to the position of emperor for nearly twenty years, now it seemed like a dream.
But neither Concubine Song nor her son, the Eighth Prince Chu Xuanyun, could wake up from this big dream, so much so that they could never wake up again.
The shouts of killing continued, but everyone understood that Concubine Song was dead and the Eighth Prince was seriously injured and fell into a coma.
There was no longer any suspense about the outcome of the matter.
The princes, grandsons, and ministers who were originally attached to Concubine Song and the Eighth Prince now saw that their leader was dead.
Thinking of what they had done before, they were all frightened, and those who reacted quickly tried to take advantage of the opportunity to escape from Xuandemen.
However, they did not want to be immediately intercepted by the elite guards of the Anguo Hou Mansion who had been guarding all the entrances and exits of Xuande Gate.
Seeing this, the princes, grandsons, and ministers could not help but feel discouraged.
They knelt down and kowtowed to where Emperor Zhengcang and the Empress Dowager were, begging for mercy.
Crying bitterly, he confessed that he had been bewitched by Concubine Song and the Eighth Prince, and that he had committed a wrong act in a moment of confusion, and begged the Emperor and the Empress Dowager to spare his life.
Zuo Chi and Chu Jing stood side by side on the high platform.
Although the shouting and fighting around them had weakened, they were still continuing.
The two of them recalled the time since they met in Heian Town, and they had experienced too much together with Deng Si'er.
However, at this moment, both Zuo Chi and Chu Jing felt a particularly unreal feeling.
It had only been a few months, but it seemed that the three of them had already had a lifelong friendship.
There was a wind blowing, and Nie Yao felt his eyes sore inexplicably as he looked at Zuo Chi and Chu Jing, who were clearly about to win, but had blank expressions on their faces.
Nie Yao couldn't hold it back in the end and shed tears slowly.
Nie Yao suddenly threw the sword still stained with blood on the ground, slowly knelt down on the ground, covered his face with his hands, but in this place filled with blood and chaos, he began to cry.
Is Deng Si'er's sacrifice worth it?
Apart from those who know the inside story, who else will know who Deng Si'er is?
However, that naughty and bright boy had the ability to make everyone remember him.
Even though the world doesn't know that there is a young man who risked his life to save Xining, Hui Qiang, and even the people of the world.
However, he didn't know.
Zuo Chi and Chu Jing turned around after hearing the cries, and saw Nie Yao kneeling on the ground with his hands covering his face.
They could not suppress the sadness in their hearts, but no one said anything to persuade them.
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Because both Zuo Chi and Chu Jing knew that this seemingly domineering and domineering girl had great love and justice in her heart, and she did the last thing for Deng Si'er and for so many people who died.
The cruel and bloodthirsty soldiers all around were still making their last wailing, but the three people on the high platform seemed to be still.
They did not move for a long time, as if the blood and killing were so close at hand, and so far away that they seemed to come from another world.
In the distance, outside Xuande Gate, Zuo Yuanfeng's soldiers who had returned from the battlefield in the north were coming.
Everyone who was waiting was already here, but none of them were as fast as Nie Yao, who was able to get ahead of everyone. , snatched the greatest credit, and avenged Deng Si'er's biological father, His Royal Highness the King of Yue, Deng Si'er's adoptive father and adopted brother, and even Deng Si'er himself.
But at this moment, no one was happy.
In the hearts of Zuo Chi, Chu Jing and Nie Yao, if Deng Si'er died, no one would win in this huge conspiracy.
"Chu Xuanyun is dead."
Wu Jue, who had jumped onto the high platform at some point, approached the three of them and squatted beside the eighth prince who fell to the ground and said regretfully.
When Concubine Song faced Zuo Chi's life-threatening sword attack, she did not hesitate to use her biological son as a shield.
Now that both mother and son are dead, if they were to meet underground, they would become enemies in a sea of blood. , there is no more love between mother and child.
Concubine Song and the Eighth Prince Chu Xuanyun both died, and their soldiers were panicked.
Treason was a crime of beheading.
Except for those who had some hope left in their hearts and kowtowed to Emperor Zhengcang to plead guilty, the rest of them were But they were still stubbornly resisting, fighting to the death, for fear of being captured, but the sound of killing suddenly broke out again.
In addition to swords, guns, swords and halberds, hand-to-hand combat with fists and palms can also be seen everywhere in the open space.
In the Xuandemen, the war is full of blood and flesh, and those who dare to be in it at this moment are not simple characters, not to mention Concubine Song's remaining party, they just want to get out of trouble and escape, and don't want to stay and die.
They left the high platform far away, intending to break out in other directions, but the soldiers on the battlefield led by Dou Ba and many generals who returned to the capital with Zuo Yuanfeng immediately blocked all access.
Under the sky tomorrow, only As the dying remnants of the party fought with the northern soldiers, other ministers and palace officials evaded to the foot of the city wall and watched from a distance.
There is no possibility of changing the outcome of this station, but before the final victory is achieved, it is not known how many people will sacrifice their lives in the face of the still brutal and cruel bloodthirsty soldiers.
"All officers and men listen to the order."
But at this moment, Emperor Zhengcang was seen slowly walking up to the high platform surrounded by a crowd of people.
He raised his hand and waved his clothes.
His majestic eyes scanned the whole place, and the order sounded.
Clear sky: "Those who surrender will live, those who refuse to surrender will be killed without mercy":