The eldest princess pampered the beautiful, strong and miserable proton queen

Chapter 462 Ingratitude
As soon as he finished speaking, a group of imperial city guards poured out from behind the passages on both sides of Taiji like a tide, and in an instant, they surrounded them.

Rows of archers lined up in front of the Tai Chi Hall, aiming their arrows at them.

And the person leading the team was actually General Huwei whom he had promoted and trusted along the way.

This turn of events shocked everyone present.

Qi Rulie suddenly turned around and saw a dense crowd of soldiers from the Divine Guard Battalion pouring in from outside the Meridian Gate, surrounding the square of Taiji Hall with an airtight seal.

King Qin's successful soldiers looked at all this blankly.

An iron arrow tore through the air, and with the majestic momentum of tearing everything apart, it rushed towards Qi Rulie and nailed it to the corpse at Qi Rulie's feet.

The power of this arrow is domineering and powerful.

It is an arrow of power.

Before everyone could react, the blocked Meridian Gate gave way to a passage. King Rong Jun, who was dressed in silver armor, had a majestic figure. He held a bow in one hand and reined in the horse in front of the army. Under his helmet, he had a handsome face. His face was full of murderous looks. He was like a condescending king. Looking at Qi Rulie who was covered in blood, his peach blossom eyes showed coldness.

The square was dead silent.

Qi Rulie suddenly opened his eyes wide and realized a lot in an instant: "That's it."

"General, my ability from being a low-ranking general to becoming the powerful commander of the Imperial City Division is all due to your cultivation and support over the years. You have been so kind to me, and I don't want to fight you. "General Huwei avoided the general's burning eyes and said, "You'd better just surrender and capture him!"

Qi Rulie smiled very sarcastically: "You don't have to say ungrateful so sincerely," he stopped smiling and said, "You don't deserve it!"

General Huwei's face darkened: "Back then, after Your Majesty ascended the throne, my in-law family was labeled as an old honorary party, and everyone was executed. If it hadn't been for Your Highness's rescue, I would have escaped the blame. Without Your Highness, I wouldn't be where I am today." Since ancient times, loyalty and righteousness have been in a dilemma. I sacrifice my life for righteousness, what's wrong with that?"

Qi Rulie sneered again and again.

The cold wind stirred up the snow all over the sky, and it fell like a blanket. On the ground stained red by blood, a layer of white soon fell.

Jiang Fuguang dragged her shackles and climbed onto the wall of the Meridian Gate, surrounded by more than a dozen soldiers. The heavy shackles made it difficult for her to move. The cold iron was like a cold iron that corroded the bones, and it was like a red-hot iron that was branded on her ankle bones. Every step she took seemed to be pricked by thousands of needles.

The soldiers held torches, and the flames shone through the dark night sky. The dim candlelight enveloped her body. Her long hair was flowing, her ears illuminated the night, and the sun shone brightly. She looked in the wind, and the wind turned like jade, as if from the clouds. The fallen goddess of the Nine Heavens.

She stood on the city wall and looked at her grandfather who was standing in front of the Tai Chi Hall from a distance.

Qi Rulie trembled all over, a sweet taste surged out of his throat, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

The old general Bai who was following Prince Rong in Shenze raised a bright yellow edict in his hand: "The late Queen has a will. Prince Rong is the son of the late Queen and the only legitimate son of the late Emperor. At this time, His Majesty is seriously ill, and King An raises troops to force the palace to rebel." On this occasion, the county prince stepped forward and received orders in the face of danger to kill the rebels, clean up the party, and put down the rebellion. King Qin escorted him, and the general Qi Rulie did not put down his weapons and knelt down to bow his head."

"Bah," Qi Rulie laughed loudly, his eyes already red, "In my opinion, he is the real traitor, the rebel, the bullshit who comes forward. To put it grandly, he is just a group of praying mantises chasing cicadas. Huang These beasts behind the scenes, under the protection of the so-called King Qin, are engaged in usurping power and stealing the throne!"

Prince Rongjun was neither happy nor angry: "General, I respect your military career, your great military exploits, and your lifetime of heroism. I am willing to let you live. Don't be ignorant."

Qi Rulie smiled: "We have different paths, so we don't want to conspire against each other."

King Rongjun frowned, raised his hand, and signaled the archers to release arrows.

Sharp arrows were like rain, tearing towards Qi Rulie.

"No," Jiang Fuguang pushed away the soldiers beside him, rushed to the arrow stack, and shouted, "Grandpa." Qi Rulie raised his head, took a deep look at her, waved his spear, and shot down the incoming arrows. Sweep it to the ground.

Every sound of swishing arrows hit Jiang Fuguang's heart.

Jiang Fuguang couldn't help but burst into tears, closed his eyes, and shouted: "Prince Rong, do you have to kill everyone?"

The Qi family is full of loyal heroes, but there are only heroes who died in battle, and there are no cowards who are greedy for life and afraid of death. My grandfather would rather die in front of Tai Chi Palace than surrender.

But in addition to being the loyal Duke of Anguo and the general Qi Rulie who established the country and stabilized the country, he was also her maternal grandfather.

It was the one who would carry her on his shoulders and take her to watch the dragon boat race during the Dragon Boat Festival in the sea of ​​people;

The one who would queue up to buy him sugar paintings;

It’s the one who will take her to climb high and look far away during the Double Ninth Festival;
It was her grandfather who had always loved and pampered her and protected her under his wings since she was a child.

She didn't want her grandfather to die, she wanted her grandfather to live. She opened her mouth to persuade her grandfather, but no word came out.

"Grandpa," Jiang Fuguang shouted to him, "Ayan has grown up. From now on, Ayan will protect herself."

Under the dim candlelight, her black hair was fluttering in the wind.

Qi Rulie's figure froze, and a sharp arrow penetrated the broken armor and nailed him in the chest. He held the spear tightly and didn't feel any pain at all.

"Ayan will definitely live a good life." Jiang Fuguang lay down on the city wall and almost shouted these words.

So, rest assured.

Arrows rained across the sky, and Qi Rulie stood as tall as a mountain, looking fixedly at the tower. The grandfather and grandson stared silently under the firelight that filled the sky.

"Okay!" Laughter echoed in the cold wind.

The imperial city guard rushed over with his sword. Qi Rulie's spear was as fast as lightning and as powerful as thunder. It swept across and fell a large area.

Bravely support the three armies.

General Huwei took his time and signaled the archers to continue firing arrows. The others rushed forward in turn, missing one shot, and another group continued to advance.

The general who was fighting alone was still fighting despite being trapped. After more than ten rounds, hundreds of people from the Imperial City Division were killed, and their corpses piled up at his feet. The killings made the Imperial City Division Guards tremble with fear.

The general was gradually exhausted, panting heavily, covered in blood, and moved forward step by step. The snow was too heavy, blurring his sight. He wanted to get closer, and get closer, and take a closer look at him before he died. The little foreigner said to his little foreigner personally:
To live well!

The spear in his hand was pushed away by General Huwei. The spear, which weighed more than 60 kilograms, fell to the ground with a clang. He was already exhausted and could not lift such a heavy weapon. An arrow was nailed into his back. Peng blood flying.

His hazy eyes were fixed on the blurry figure on the city wall, and he continued to move forward.

The imperial city guard rushed forward, hesitated for a moment, suddenly raised his long knife, closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and slashed at his leg.

　Wow, when Jiashu died, I didn’t cry so hard. Ah, ah, give me a monthly ticket to comfort me~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)