Start the Tang Dynasty: The descendant of Wei Wu from the Qin Qiong family!

Chapter 171 Attacking the Palace
"Are you from that boy Huaiyu?"

Luo Yi looked at Wei Zhuang, the Six Sword Slaves standing in the secret corner, and the lifeless black and white Xuanjian under the tree.

"Now the streets are full of rebels under the banner of King of Peking, burning, killing and looting everywhere. Your reputation as King of Peking is almost like a cesspool."

Wei Zhuang said coldly.

"Anyway, they are all traitors who have been notorious for thousands of years. It doesn't matter if they have other charges." Luo Yi said indifferently.

Wei Zhuang didn't want to talk anymore.

The man in front of me is a careerist. No matter how well he hides it, he is still a careerist.

"boom!"

With a heavy collapse sound, the gate of the palace fell to the ground.

"kill!"

Wang Xing shouted and was the first to rush forward.

The servants wearing leather armor and the Youzhou army began to fight head-on. In just a moment, the originally beautiful courtyard of the palace turned into a Shura field with rivers of blood and corpses strewn everywhere.

"You don't have any backup plan?" Wei Zhuang slowly walked behind Luo Yi.

"You are quite difficult."

Luo Yi said without looking back: "But why should I answer you?"

"Now, I can make your head fall to the ground." Wei Zhuang held the hilt of the shark tooth sword with one hand: "My sword can kill everyone."

"you will not."

Luo Yi said confidently.

"Although I don't know what you are planning, it is best not to involve the young master."

Wei Zhuang threatened coldly: "Otherwise, you will regret it."

"Obviously I am also a victim, but based on your words, it seems that I am the rebel."

Luo Yi smiled, his voice was calm and unreasonable from beginning to end.

Tremendous shouts of death hovered over the palace.

Although many of these servants were retired from the army, they had not been in battle for many years, their martial arts skills were unfamiliar, and they were not young, so they were quickly pushed into the gate by the Youzhou Army.

"Brothers, follow me in and rescue the prince!!"

A loud shout sounded from outside the house.

I saw a strong man holding a huge Mo Dao, fighting a bloody path with an invincible force. When the knife fell, people and furniture were shattered, and no one could stop him.

The large group of well-equipped troops followed the bloody path that the strong man had fought and immediately pushed back the Youzhou army outside.

The unlucky ones caught between the two sides were quickly cleared away.

"Your Majesty, your rescue will be late. Please atone for your sins!"

Wu Lie held up Mo Dao to plead guilty.

"Okay, you came just in time." Luo Yi smiled bitterly.

"Those sons of bitches dare to betray the prince. One day, the general will have to use this Mo knife in his hand to chop them all into mincemeat!" Wu Lie shouted angrily.

That loud drum-like voice made people's ears hurt.

"People die for money and birds die for food. There is nothing to hold grudges." Luo Yi said very generously.

"Your Majesty, let's fight out together with the general!"

Wu Lie said loudly.

"You can't leave!"

The besieging Youzhou Army slowly retreated, followed closely by Sergeant Zuo Weiwei, who was fully armored and armed with a spear.

The sound of neat steps was like a rolling wave, the ground was shaking like an earth dragon turning over, and the rolling murderous aura was shocking to the mind, and one dared not look at it!

The general in silver armor slowly stepped forward, looked at Luo Yi, Wu Lie and others in the palace, and said with a joking look in his eyes: "Your Majesty, I think you should surrender."

"Yanshu, you rip-off bitch!" Wu Lie opened his mouth and yelled: "The prince treats you badly, why do you betray the prince!"

"Yes, I admit that the prince is kind to us."

Yan Shu nodded, then laughed and said: "But there is no way, General Cui gave me more!"

"Yanshu."

Luo Yi said: "It is impossible for me to capture you without any help."

"You'd better stop thinking about it."

"That's such a pity." Yan Shu sighed: "Attack!"

"Capture the King of Peking alive, and the others will live or die!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" The well-trained Zuo Weiwei sergeant raised his spear high and pressed towards the palace with uniform steps.

"on!"

Wu Lie roared and charged forward with the Mo Dao in his hand.

"Fire the arrow!!" Yan Shu sneered.

Arrows rained from the sky.

Many soldiers who had no time to dodge were shot to death on the spot.

Even Wu Lie was unable to dodge and was hit by an arrow.

This battle became a little ugly again because of the addition of Zuo Weiwei.

"Is there someone guarding the back door?" Wei Zhuang asked suddenly.

"Just a few cronies."

"I'm afraid that's not enough." Wei Zhuang said, "Then Yan Shu seems to have divided his troops."

"It's okay."

As Luo Yi spoke, he picked up an ancient horn from his waist, put it to his mouth, and then blew it hard.

"Wow!"

The long horn sound is full of loneliness and chilling atmosphere, as if calling the god of death wandering in the desolate desert.

"This is……"

"It's the trump card."

Luo Yi looked at the horn and said with some nostalgia: "Originally, I gave it to my second son, but later, it came back to my hands."

Hearing the horn sound that they had not heard for a long time, both Wu Lie and Yan Shu were startled.

Then Wu Lie's face became ecstatic, while Yan Shu became ugly.

"Eighteen riders of Yanyun!" Yan Shu said through gritted teeth.

"You're done, hahaha!" Wu Lie laughed.

The black cavalry holding scimitars appeared silently on the streets, turned into an indestructible sword, penetrated deeply into Zuoweiwei's military formation, and began to ruthlessly harvest lives.

…………

In the governor's mansion.

The only remaining sergeants stationed there were still searching everywhere.

There was just one room where a lot of sergeants gathered, but these people just looked at it but did not step forward.

"What the hell kind of weapon is this? Why is it so heavy!"

"Not to mention weapons, even the armor, I estimate, weighs two to three hundred kilograms. Is this for human wear?"

"Such a gorgeous armor, I guess it's just for show."

"How about we dismantle it?"

Several people looked at each other, their eyes suddenly shining brightly.

Even if they are dismantled, the gold powder on these things will probably be worth a lot of money if you scrape them off!

"Then let's... tear it down?" A person asked again as if to confirm with his eyes filled with excitement.

"Okay!"

The straightforward reply made several people happy.

But soon they felt something was wrong.

This voice... isn't familiar!
"who are you?"

One person suddenly turned around, looked at the strange young man, and drew his weapon vigilantly.

"You want to dismantle my weapons and ask who I am?"

Qin Huaiyu asked a little funny.

"kill him!"

One person immediately picked up a horizontal knife and slashed at him.

Qin Huaiyu was too lazy to talk to them. The shadow of the sword flew in his hand. After two or three breaths, corpses were left on the ground.

He put on his own armor, picked up his two halberds, and went straight to the stable.

As for Tang Jian...

Let’s wait first, my horse is more important.

(End of this chapter)