Chen Palace

Chapter 160 Decision
On the tower of Luan City, there was a lot of blood, some of which had solidified and stench. There were piles of flags and broken weapons lying on the ground. There were dead and seriously injured soldiers lying here and there. A gust of wind blew, and there was a dying cry. , but no one rescued.

It was so silent, almost a dead city.

Although the dilapidated city bricks are not as long as the capital's history, they are also weather-beaten. What they will witness today is another failure and fall.

After King Ping led his army to recapture Luancheng, the emperor sent more than 2 soldiers and horses to assist him. They held on for more than a month, and the situation was quite optimistic. Unexpectedly, the overall situation reversed overnight.

Panting for breath, King Ping supported the wall, looked at the Tatar soldiers rushing into the city like locusts, and said in a low voice, "The situation is over..."

All these days when he fought against the Tatars, he only felt that the opponent was not frighteningly powerful, and it was really not worthy of the name. Now that he encountered this stormy attack, he realized how fierce the opponent was.

"I don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth. I am too light and low. There should be such a calamity—"

He covered his chest, and there were bright red between his fingers.

"Your Highness, I beg you to leave quickly...so that the green hills remain—"

The attendant who collapsed beside him tried weakly to persuade, but stopped abruptly when King Ping turned his head and smiled wryly.

"That's too late……"
King Ping coughed, and glanced at the feather arrow in his chest, his handsome face was slightly distorted by the pain.

He coughed a few more times, glanced at the fatal wound on the attendant's neck, and said with a wry smile: "With you on the way to the Yellow Springs, I'm not so lonely!"

He didn't hear the answer, knowing that the attendant had passed away, he still wanted to cough, but felt that his eyes were gradually blurring.

What could be heard clearly in his ears was the sound of the Tatars' boots stepping up the tower, and the sound of those heavy footsteps seemed to be beating a drum in his heart.

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King Ping showed a smile, peaceful and erratic, there was no trace of fear in his heart, only emptiness remained.

The heavy sound was getting closer, and he leaned against the big bluestone brick, remembering the same scene when he was chasing and playing with the emperor when he was young——

The sound of footsteps was approaching, pulling the little him out from under the vine, Yuan Qi showed a childish smile: "I caught you!

The footsteps became more and more... Wang looked up at the clear blue sky, and suddenly remembered that the sky was so beautiful that day.

Time flies by like a fleeting horse, and one of the children who played hide-and-seek back then is about to lose the last game here.

At last the Tartar climbed the steps and appeared before him.

A round and huge black face appeared in his gradually dilated pupils.

Is it a general...

"It's ugly..."

King Ping muttered indistinctly, and stretched out his wide sleeves with all his strength.

The sharp cold light was amazed in an instant, and the surrounding Tatar soldiers exclaimed. There was a red line on the general's neck, his eyes were wide open, and he fell down in disbelief.

King Ping finally smiled, his pale face was full of unrestrained——

He squinted his eyes slightly, the blue sky and the beautiful sun gradually blurred in his eyes, his whole body was warm, as if in his mother's arms, and her gentle songs were faintly heard in his ears.

As soon as he let go of his hand, a short blade fell to the ground with a clatter.

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"Did you just die like this?!"

King Jing still couldn't believe it when he received the bulletin in the capital.

"Fourth brother is usually as cunning as a fox and as sinister as a wolf. When he was about to die, he even earned a reputation as a martyr..."

He seemed to be praising and mocking, all kinds of feelings were mixed in his heart at the moment, he sighed for a long time, and then put down the report.

Pei Zhen beside him was trembling all over, his nails dug into his flesh, dripping with blood, and he was unconscious.

"The soldiers under King Ping..."

he asked reluctantly.

"Most of them died in Luancheng, and the few who surrendered were killed by the Tatars."

King Jing glanced at him with some pity, knowing that these government soldiers were the culprits who murdered his wife, so he comforted him: "They have all returned to the underworld, and you don't have to cling to the hatred of the past!"

"What kind of world is this... The villain who raped and plundered became a brave warrior who defended the city!!"

Pei Zhen gritted his teeth, with hatred smoldering in his heart, his face turned pale, and he spit out a mouthful of blood with a sound of wow.

King Jing was taken aback, and quickly ordered someone to rub it, Pei Zhen finally recovered, his face was still pale, and he smiled wryly: "I made a fool of myself in front of the lord..."

"You are depressed and angry. Tomorrow, I will send the imperial physician to your house to check your pulse. You are still young, and you have a bright future ahead. Why do you have no wife?"

Pei Zhen listened respectfully, with tears in his eyes, he said: "Prince Meng thinks highly of it, and it's hard for an official to be smashed to pieces to repay him!"

He restrained his emotions, and reported to King Jing about the Ministry of War.

King Jing listened carefully, and he was exactly the same as his secret agent, so he said with a smile: "With you in the Ministry of War, I can see clearly!"

These words were cryptic, and already exceeded the duty of a prince, but Pei Zhen seemed to have never heard of it, and said in a low voice: "The emperor is sitting in front of the palace in Xiankun, and in the capital, the prince can give it a go... "

These words are simply outrageous, King Jing's eyes were like lightning, he looked at Pei Zhen coldly, as if he was overwhelmed with shock and anger: "Are you going to trap me in injustice?!"

"My lord! You look wise today, but you are seduced by a woman, you really can't be the master of the world..."

Pei Zhen showed disdain when he mentioned the word "women's sex". King Jing knew that he was talking about Concubine Chen.

"After many days of observation by the subordinate officials, the prince is wise, courteous and virtuous, and his talents and virtues are the best among the late emperor's disciples!"

Pei Zhen said impassionedly, King Jing stopped him, and muttered: "I know you are loyal to me, but it's just such rebellious words, don't say any more in the future..."

He asked some more about the affairs of the ministries, big and small, and did not serve tea to see off the guests until dusk.

"This person is very dissatisfied with today, and he probably wants to help you, my lord!"

The master said from the side, King Jing was still silent, and said: "Let's test him again, be careful!"

On the nineteenth day of the eighth month, the emperor sent envoys to welcome back King Ping's body from the Tatar army, and buried him with state ceremonies.

On August [-]st, the decree of the Xiankun Palace was distributed to various places, and the emperor summoned the generals in the army again and again, which shocked even the ruling and opposition parties in Beijing and China.

A big battle is on the verge of breaking out.

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