(The rewards from the alliance are getting heavier and heavier. Shiroro is both grateful and frightened.)
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In the second year of Xingyuan in the Southern Song Dynasty, on the tenth day of the fifth lunar month, at the end of the twelfth lunar month, in front of Funing Hall, two armed and hard-edged armies slowly approached, and a fierce battle was imminent.
Attacking party: Restoration Party, two thousand elite soldiers led by Zhang Jun and Yang Mi.
Defender: The royalist party is a group of more than 1,200 guards and pro-infantry soldiers led by Li Qiong and Yang Yizhong.
In terms of military strength, the attackers have more troops, but the long-distance attack consumes a lot of physical strength; while the defenders are waiting for work, and they are full of energy. The two offset each other, so it is considered equal.
In terms of equipment, the attackers wear light armor, hold bows and crossbows, and wield swords and spears; while the defenders wear scale armor, hold long knives and axes, and do not have crossbows.
The guards in the palace represent the face of the royal family. Naturally, they have to be selected with brave and outstanding talents, who can handle swords and axes. Naturally, the armor must be bright and translucent, so as to show the majesty of the royal family. But there is one thing that is prohibited for the guards in the palace - that is, they are not allowed to carry crossbows. Otherwise, if someone with bad intentions aims at an important person in the palace from a distance, what's the point?
One side is good at attacking from afar, the other is good at close combat. If the battle starts on a vast plain, the attacker will definitely take advantage and the defender will definitely suffer a huge loss. It happened that this was within the palace, and the square in front of Funing Palace was not too small. However, when more than 3,000 people crowded into this area, they almost couldn't even get out of the formation. The front row of soldiers from the two armies were almost touching each other. Within reach At such a close distance, it was obvious that in a melee, the defenders wearing heavy armor and holding long swords and axes would definitely have the upper hand.
Zhao Xu didn¡¯t know how to fight, but he didn¡¯t know how to fight. Having stayed in Tianshu City for a long time, I have always heard about the power of the heavy-armored sword and ax soldiers in the Tianzhu Army. Seeing the current comparison of the forces and equipment between the enemy and ours, I became convinced and raised my voice to the two generals Li Qiong and Yang Yizhong: "Although there are many rebels, they are nothing. Two generals, I will entrust my life to the two of you." This is your family." After saying this, he bowed in courtesy.
Generals Li and Yang hurriedly returned the gift. If they were not wearing armor, it would be inconvenient for them to do so. I'm afraid I have bowed to the ground.
After Zhao Xu finished speaking, he slowly retreated into the palace, surrounded by a group of servants. Although the high platform was far away from the enemy's formation, most of the enemy troops were armed with bows and crossbows. One must not be careless. The king of a country puts safety first.
Until Zhao Xu¡¯s figure disappeared into the palace. From beginning to end, except for the murderous look, he never exchanged a word with his ninth brother. The distance between the two sides was too far, and the scene was too chaotic and noisy. It took a lot of effort to speak, and the monarch was very particular about his manners. How can I have a thick neck and a loud voice and imitate the howling of the villagers in the mountains? Moreover, the matter is already here, why need to say more? Either you die and I live, or you live and I die! In this world. Zhao Qi and Zhao Jiu can no longer coexist under the blue sky.
Li Qiong shook his armor. With a clanging sound, without any nonsense, he drew the sword out of its sheath and pointed forward: "Kill!"
Under the bright sunshine, two armies in similar uniforms roared like two torrents, colliding hard together, causing waves of blood
Most of the imperial guards commanded by Li Qiong were his subordinates during the uprising. They had seen blood. They had fought with bandits, puppet troops, and even Jin soldiers. In terms of combat effectiveness, they were not weaker than Zhang. Jun's right army in front of the emperor. More importantly, the imperial army led by Li Qiong took the lead and occupied enough space to form a formation. However, Zhang Jun's right-hand army arrived in such a hurry that there was no time to organize the army into formation. The most terrible thing is that there is no way for a military formation of more than 3,000 people to be placed in Funingdian Square. The imperial guards took advantage of the initiative and squeezed the space. There were more than 2,000 soldiers in the right army in front of the imperial palace, but only a thousand people squeezed in through the palace gate. The remaining nearly half of the troops were blocked outside the palace gate. There was no advantage in military strength. Can't perform well
Even Zhao Xu could see the advantage, how could Li Qiong not know that when he saw the former army's sword and axe, he chopped off heads and arms like melons and firewood, while the enemy's thin side cards and wood The gunman's knife shattered in response to the axe, and he knew that he had a high chance of winning this battle. As long as you work hard, you can kill the enemies who will invade in the future and retreat in fear, and then you can escort the officials and their families out of the house. After leaving Benchui Gong Palace, summon the ministers, close the palace door tightly, issue an urgent edict, and mobilize the Tianwu, Pengri, Shenwei and Gongsheng guards stationed in Xiaoshan to come and put an end to the chaos.
Li Qiong had a good chance of winning. He turned to Yang Yizhong beside him and said with a smile: "Brother Zhengfu, the thieves' power has declined. Why don't you beat the drums to boost the prestige of my soldiers?"
Yang Yizhong glanced at his broken arm, and said with a smile: "Brother Guobao has invited me, and I dare not refuse. It's just a drum beat with a single hammer, so what's the harm?"
The two generals looked at each other and laughed.
The two generals of the Imperial Guard were chatting, laughing and playing drums, while Yang Mi, the forward general of the right army in front of the Imperial Guard, was covered in blood and wounded all over.
As a forward general, at this critical moment, Yang Mi was undoubtedly at the forefront. Faced with the heavy armor and weapons of the imperial guards and the purified military formation, the right army of the imperial camp, which abandoned the heavy armor and long soldiers in order to seek a surprise attack, suffered a big loss. Coupled with the rush, the formation is chaotic, and there is no order in the formation, the result can be imagined.
"To control the capital, fight like thisI can¡¯t go down! I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on" When the soldiers around Yang Mi screamed and fell down one by one, he himself was hit several times, and the knife fell from his hand and chopped into jagged teeth. The soldiers under his command were constantly forced to retreat. Yang Mi was really Unable to bear it anymore, he took the opportunity to replace the broken armor and returned to the formation. While letting his guards remove and put on their armor, he wiped the blood and sweat on his face and shouted to Zhang Jun.
Zhang Jun's face was as dark as water, but he did not dare to look at Emperor Jianyan beside him. He just shouted to Yang Mi with a tiger's face: "You must hold on if you can, and hold on if you can't! Let me tell you that our army is five Outnumbered by the enemy, we can win if we hold on! It won¡¯t take long for us to cut down with long swords and heavy axes¡ Moreover, it¡¯s time for our internal agents to take action!¡±
Yang Mi was horrified when he heard this. The intention of the governor could not be clearer. Trading his head for soft hands and using his blood to squeeze his physical strength was a lose-lose strategy with great loss of vitality! Just be afraid, the morale of the soldiers will not be able to cope with that time Wait a minute, is there any internal response?
Strangely, at this time, Zhao Gou, who was supposed to be the most afraid, after clenching his fists and gritting his teeth, said coldly: "What Zhang Hujun said is absolutely true, it's time for him to move!"
Yang Mi was stunned when he suddenly heard a loud commotion among the two soldiers, and the situation changed suddenly.
When the imperial guard brought two big drums with red branches, Li Qiong and Yang Yizhong held red silk mallets and stood under the drum stand, making polite gestures to each other. Just waiting to be struck.
"Wait a minute!" Yang Yizhong suddenly shouted.
"Brother Zhengfu" Li Qiong was startled and turned around to ask a question. Suddenly, his eyesight dimmed, and a red silk mallet whirled and hit him in the face.
Li Qiong reacted very quickly. He blocked one mallet with the two mallets in his hand, and threw the other mallet back. At the same time, he freed his hand to draw the sword - but all his actions ended here. A sharp three-foot hand knife was pressed against his throat. above.
"Yang, Zheng, Fu!" Li Qiong's voice sounded like it was being grinded out of saw teeth. It's chilling to hear.
Yes, it was Yang Yizhong who held the tip of the knife against his throat! Although he only had one hand, he could still throw the hammer and draw the knife very quickly. When it comes to fighting, the disciples of generals like Yang Yizhong, who have been trained since childhood, are far beyond the reach of Li Qiong, a Confucian general who has devoted his writing to the army.
At this moment, the one-armed general was looking murderous: "Brother National Treasure. The situation is urgent. You and I don't need to talk nonsense. Please give the order to stop the attack and put down your weapons."
"Don't even think about it!" Li Qiong gnashed her teeth and resented, "The national treasure has repeatedly complained to the officials, you are not allowed to be reused. The officials refused to listen, hateful, hateful!" Seeing a good situation, he was suddenly overturned, no matter who it was, They were all so angry that they vomited blood.
Yang Yizhong said calmly: "Whether the official family re-employs a certain family? Even you, a scholar, have no right to comment. Don't put gold on your own face. I will count to three. If you don't give the order, you will die!"
"Yang Zhengfu, the officials treat you well, why do you rebel?"
"I am an old minister of Emperor Jianyan and an old member of Zhang Hujun. The officials will not trust me after all. Allowing me to serve as a guard of the Majundu Yuhou is just a way to suppress the old master. Even though Yizhong is stupid, how can he not know this? No nonsense. Say, three!¡±
"Yang Zhengfu, you and I are both sensible people. I first killed King Kang in the Han River, and then I tried my best to assist Emperor Xingyuan. Even if I surrender to King Kang, I can't escape a disastrous ending. In this case, why should I surrender? ?¡±
"If you surrender, you will die, your family will live, and the nine clans will live; if you don't surrender, the Li family will be destroyed, and the nine clans will be destroyed. Where to go, why do you need to worry too much? Two!"
"Youyouare so cruel!" Li Qiong's eyes were red. Under the emotion, she straightened her body slightly. The tip of the knife against her throat pierced her skin, and blood flowed out.
What finally defeated Li Qiong was Yang Yizhong's last words: "Surrender now, only you will die, and everyone will be safe. If you don't surrender, I will kill you first, and then order the three hundred bodyguards under your command, Ma Junerlang, to switch sides. Your bodyguards In the Infantry Division, there are also soldiers who were originally from the imperial right army, and they will not be buried with you - Li Qiong! The last chance! One!"
Just when Yang Yizhong yelled the last word "Ò»", Li Qiong trembled all over, closed his eyes and sighed, two lines of hot tears rolled out, his hand loosened, the waist knife fell from his hand, and fell down the steps
On the tenth day of the fifth lunar month, at two o'clock in the morning (ten o'clock in the morning), Emperor Xingyuan's power, which had already gained the upper hand, was reversed by the rebellious Yang Yizhong, staged a shocking comeback, and completely ruined the company's business less than two years ago. of the Xingyuan Dynasty.
Zhao Gou had the last laugh.
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In the Funing Hall, all the concubines and concubines had been dispersed, leaving only two emperors, or rather, two brothers facing each other.
Zhang Jun originally wanted to arrange a few guards, but Zhao Gou refused. He was not worried that his seventh brother would fight a trapped beast. As a brother, he still understands it very well. My seventh brother has good literary talent (in fact, among the dozens of princes in the Zhao family, none of them has poor cultural accomplishment), but it is only limited to literary talent. He is not good at bow, horse, and fencing.If you don't know anything, you can't compare with yourself. What's more, he entered with a sword, while the seventh brother was unarmed.
Of course, before that, Zhao Gou also asked his chamberlain to search him carefully - the Tianzhu Army's muskets and grenades were well-known, and Zhao Xu had stayed in Tianshu City for a long time, so he had to be on guard against them.
When the inner palace door was closed heavily, the dark environment made the inner palace filled with candles extremely bright.
Zhao Xu was sitting on the brocade chair, his face was ashen and his body was stiff. The scarlet robe was draped over his body, like a shroud spread on the body of a dead person during a white ceremony.
Zhao Gou stood with his sword in his hand, his pale face showing an unhealthy flush.
The two brothers stared at each other quietly in this dead silent room, without saying a word for a whole moment.
After a long, long time, Zhao Gou let out a breath, coughed a few times, and said coldly: "Brother Qihuang, that day you ordered Li Qiong to pretend to be the capital of Yingzhou and try to take my life. Did you ever think of today? Last time in the wine room. He was drugged and almost died, did you ever think of today?"
Yue Xu twitched all over, and said quietly as if he was coming back to life: "Winning the king and losing the bandits, what can I say? Anyway, this emperor is really not the least bit fun at all. If you want it, just take it back."
Zhao Gou put his hands on his hands and smiled and said: "Seventh brother, you have finally realized that it is not easy to be the emperor in these troubled times. It's a pity that this chair is the highest in the world. I can't just leave it empty without sitting on it!" "
Zhao Xu¡¯s eyes moved to the sword on Zhao Gou¡¯s waist, his facial muscles twitched slightly, and he said in a harsh voice: ¡°Jiulang, do you want to use this sword to take my life?¡±
Zhao Gou showed an extremely surprised expression: "Why did Brother Seventh Emperor say this? How dare Zhao Gou do such a sinful thing of regicide? If so, for fear of being drowned in the saliva of those ministers, I will follow Brother Seventh. ¡±
Hearing this, Zhao Xu relaxed all over, the big stone on his chest finally moved away, and his face slowly returned to life - an ant can still live in vain, let alone the king of a country?
"So, you want to imprison me?"
Zhao Gou shook his head.
Zhao Xu was surprised and delighted: "As a brother, I don't dare to ask for retaining the title, but it is enough to be the master of Jingfu Palace."
Zhao Gou looked at Brother Nai with pity, shook his head, sighed, clapped his hands, and said loudly: "Come in."
The palace door was wide open, the sun was shining brightly, and four sword-wielding soldiers escorted one person in.
Zhao Xu was shocked and doubtful. When the man came closer, he squinted and took a closer look. Tears fell from his eyes - it was Li Qiong, his confidant.
Zhao Gou turned around and walked towards the palace gate. When he passed by Li Qiong, he stretched out his hand to touch Li Qiong's shoulder and whispered: "I leave it to you. Don't worry, I Jinkou Yuyan will ensure that your family and clan will be fine."
Li Qiong smiled bitterly and bowed: "Thank you, Your Majesty."
Zhao Gou walked towards the palace gate without stopping and without looking back. One of the four soldiers took out his sword from his waist and threw it at Li Qiong's feet. He quickly turned around and left with Zhao Gou surrounded.
Zhao Xu looked at the back of his ninth brother, and then at Li Qiong's expression, as if he understood something. His face became paler and paler, and he was covered in chaff.
Li Qiong knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to Zhao Xu, making a sound of "dong-dong". He looked up and saw blood on his forehead, his face was miserable, tears were streaming down his face, his lips were sinking into his flesh, and blood was flowing down the corners of his mouth.
¡° When a monarch and his ministers are in a relationship, even though they don¡¯t say a word, they are worth a thousand words.
"Zhao Gou, you coward! A sinister villain! You want to kill your brother and regicide, but you don't want to be stained with blood! I, Zhao Xu, will not let you go even if I go to the underworld - "
The door is closed again! Seal all bloody conspiracies.
In front of the Chui Gong Hall, hundreds of officials were anxiously waiting for Emperor Xingyuan to come to court. At the same time, they were anxiously asking each other where the mutiny had taken place in the city's chaos.
Amidst the chaos, I suddenly heard a high-pitched voice: "Emperor Xingyuan has passed away! Emperor Jianyan has been restored to his throne, and hundreds of officials are waiting to greet him¡ª¡ª"
With the founding of the Yan Dynasty, the emperor¡¯s confidant Zeng Xue¡¯s powerful and long tail tone shocked all the officials. The leader of the left, Lu Yihao, trembled all over, and hundreds of eyes were cast outside the palace.
"But I saw a man wearing a crown and a crown, with his back to the rising sun, slowly climbing the steps - first his head, then his face, then his shoulders, and finally his true body was revealed