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Dozens of steps away, British Justice was standing behind a few short men, staring eagerly at Zhao Zongquan and Wei Chen who were entering the camp. There were dozens of soldiers wearing heavy armor in the middle.

When he saw the positions of Zhao Zongquan and Wei Chen, the British Duke couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

Although the British Duke and Wei Chen were different in civil and military affairs, they were both officials in Bianjing, and they met often when they went to court. Wei Chen's image and temperament were so outstanding among civil servants. The British Duke's attitude towards Wei Chen The impression was naturally quite profound.

Therefore, even though Wei Chen's face was covered with blood and mud at this time, and he looked very embarrassed, the British Duke didn't take much effort to recognize the young man in front of him. It was the little Bachelor Wei who was loved by His Majesty. .

As for Zhao Zongquan, he stayed in Yuzhou most of the time except when he went back to Beijing to worship heaven and ancestors. He was a little transparent person in the court. Before today, the British Duke only knew that there was such a person.

The British Duke stared at Zhao Zongquan's face for a long time, and then he reluctantly matched the person in front of him with the Yuzhou regiment envoy in his memory.

But then, the British Duke frowned deeply, and the doubt in his eyes became more intense.

It stands to reason that with Wei Chen's status in the court and his status as the edict angel, he should be placed in front of the small training envoy of the Yuzhou regiment. Why was Wei Chen following Zhao Zongquan's footsteps when he entered the account? Respectful look?

Could it be...

Just as the British Duke was looking at the two people in the tent in shock and confusion, Wei Chen had already walked out with the blood edict and the tiger talisman high, and said loudly: "Your Majesty, Wei Chen, was entrusted by your majesty in times of crisis to go out of the palace to mobilize troops to serve the king. Now I have the blood edict and the tiger talisman." Here, please take a look at it from the British public!"

The British Duke's face suddenly became solemn, and he motioned to the soldiers beside him: "Send it up!"

The soldiers crossed the human wall of heavily armored sergeants, took the blood edict and tiger talisman from Wei Chen, and respectfully placed them on the low table in front of the British Duke.

After unfolding the bloody edict, the British Duke's eyes suddenly became sharp. He stared at the contents of the edict carefully for a long time, and then suddenly said out loud: "It is indeed your Majesty's handwriting!"

The British Duke took a deep breath and took out the other half of the tiger talisman from his arms, and compared it with the tiger talisman brought by Wei Chen to verify the authenticity. The two were also a perfect match. As expected, the tiger talisman could no longer be authentic!

At this point, the British prince no longer had any doubts in his mind. He stood up suddenly, dispersed the soldiers in the tent, walked quickly to Zhao Zongquan, pushed the gold mountain and poured out the jade pillar, and bowed after taking his head.

"Old minister Zhang Lie, see His Highness the Crown Prince!"

Zhao Zongquan took half a step forward, wanting to support the gray-haired British Duke with both hands: "Old Duke, you are an elder, you don't need to be so polite, please get up quickly!"

"The gift can't be ignored!"

However, the British Duke's temper was very stubborn. After bowing to Zhao Zongquan, he slowly stood up with Zhao Zongquan's help.

The old man's white hair is full of traces of time. The tall and majestic body when he was young has gradually become thinner as time goes by.

But as long as he stood there, his back would always be straight

It was as straight as a majestic mountain, making everyone around him respect him from the bottom of their hearts.

Zhao Zongquan couldn't help but feel heartbroken. Looking at the British Duke, he sincerely praised: "As he grows older, he becomes stronger. He is truly the pillar of the country!"

Wei Chen urged from the side: "The rebels have entered the palace city. Your Majesty is in danger. Please ask the Duke to send troops to quell the rebellion quickly!"

When the British Duke heard Wei Chen's words, he nodded solemnly, and immediately ordered people to summon all the generals in the camp, and began to mobilize the troops based on the tiger talisman.

However, there are tens of thousands of troops in the camp. Just gathering everyone together is a big project, and it will not take a moment to get ready.

The British Duke made a decisive decision and ordered his powerful generals, the Divine Guards, to command the Song Dynasty to lead [-] elite soldiers to rush to Bianjing to rescue them.

When the troops were ordered at the school, Zhao Zongquan incorporated Gu Tingye, Shen Congxing and others as well as his own generals into the vanguard team.

The British Duke didn't say much about this. Although Zhao Zongquan was now the prince, his foundation was very shallow. It was the right thing to find ways to promote his cronies.

However, when he saw Gu Tingye, the British father was still a little surprised.

Unexpectedly, the legitimate son of the Ningyuan Marquis Mansion would have such a close relationship with His Highness the Crown Prince, and even become a brother-in-law.

That old boy Gu Yankai is really lucky. With the relationship between Gu Tingye and His Highness the Crown Prince, even if Gu Yankai is gone in the future, Ningyuan Houfu will still be prominent.

On the general stage, looking at the heroic appearance of Gu Tingye riding his horse and whipping his whip in the distance, the British man couldn't help but feel infinite emotion in his heart.

At this time, the three thousand Qingqi, who were the vanguard of the counter-rebellion, had been assembled. Under the leadership of Song Chaozhong, the commander of the Divine Guard Army, they were setting off outside the camp one after another.

In the marching team, Wei Chen, who was wearing heavy armor, was walking side by side with Gu Tingye.

On the front side of Wei Chen's saddle, two four-sided iron slips were hung, which were still shiny after maintenance. They were standard weapons in the army. Wei Chen's slips were sparse and were only used for self-defense.

There is also a bow bag hanging on the back of the saddle, and the horn bow contained in it is Wei Chen's favorite.

The size of this horned bow is not large, but its strength is enough to weigh one stone and five buckets, which is far more than the nine buckets of battle bows commonly used by the imperial army of the Great Zhou Dynasty. It is also well-made and was a treasure given to Wei Chen by the British Duke before he left.

Even Gu Tingye was quite envious of Wei Chen's treasured bow. He picked up the long bow from Wei Chen's bow bag, flicked the bow string and listened to the beautiful string sound, and asked casually: "Xingyun, just now Before setting off, what were you and Commander Song Du talking about Didi?"

Wei Chen said calmly: "Nothing, I just suggested that the Song Dynasty commander should take a detour to the Xuanhua Gate in the south of the city to enter the city."

"South of the city, Xuanhua Gate?"

Gu Tingye's heart moved and he looked up at Wei Chen: "Xiao Duan mentioned to me before that he was the one who met you in the south of the city. Is it possible that there are loyal ministers at Xuanhua Gate who have never rebelled?"

"King Yan has no king and no father, and he is rebellious and disrespectful. Apart from a few stubborn people, how many of them are true thieves?"

Wei Chen laughed and said: "Although the rebels currently control all the city gates in Bianjing, as far as I know, the west city gate where Wu Mou is personally in charge is more difficult to attack. The rest of the city gates are just relying on Wu Mou's cronies could barely suppress it.

My eldest brother-in-law Yuan Wenshao is stationed at Xuanhua Gate.Although he is monitored by Wu Mou's cronies, he has always been lenient in running the army and is very popular among the soldiers. He was able to secretly send me out of the city before. As soon as Wang Shi arrives, Xuanhuamen will surely fall without a fight! "

"Great! Previously, I was worried that Bianjing City was impregnable and that I would not be able to enter the city easily. Now that Brother Yuan is here to support me, the high walls and deep fortifications are no longer a fear!"

Gu Tingye was in great spirits, and Kang said passionately: "Without the city wall to rely on, the rebels are just like chickens and dogs. They will make great achievements today!"

After saying that, he roared loudly, whipped his horse and galloped towards the front of the team, taking the treasured bow that Wei Chen had just received along with him.

Seeing this, Wei Chen couldn't help but shake his head. He immediately clamped the horse's belly with his legs and whipped to keep up.

Chapter 308

The three thousand Qingqi who were the vanguard of quelling the chaos left the western suburbs camp and turned south, galloping all the way towards Xuanhua Gate.

When the sky in the east turned white, thousands of cavalrymen, billowing smoke and dust, finally appeared on the horizon a few miles away from Xuanhua Gate.

Thousands of troops and horses came with great force, like a torrent rushing through the wasteland, shaking the entire land.

Standing on the tower of Xuanhua Gate, Yuan Wenshao could even see some fine gravel on the battlements trembling with the sound of horse hooves.

"finally come……"

Yuan Wenshao looked at the battle flag of the Divine Guards in the distance and let out a sigh of joy.

Several generals who climbed up the stairs together to look at the enemy from a distance turned to look at Yuan Wenshao, their faces full of astonishment.

However, before they could react, Yuan Wenshao's face turned extremely cold, and he swung his palm down like a knife: "Do it!"

In an instant, several of Wu Mou's confidant generals suddenly felt a sharp pain in their ribs, and they lowered their heads violently. Only then did they realize that a dagger had been inserted into their abdomens. The dagger was inserted very deep, and only the handle of the knife was exposed. Trembling with his own breathing.

Several people fell to the ground clutching their wounds, raised their heads and looked at Yuan Wenshao in disbelief, but Yuan Wenshao's expression was extremely calm at the moment, and he turned to face the stunned soldiers on the tower.

Yuan Wenshao took a deep breath and shouted loudly: "The rebels have been killed, and now the king's master has arrived, do you still have to resist?"

The soldiers on the city tower were deceived by Wu Mou, and they were dragged into the rebellion without any trace.

At present, the army is pressing down outside the city, and the trusted generals sent by Wu Mou to suppress them are dead. Naturally, these ordinary soldiers will no longer sacrifice their lives for Wu Mou.

After the brief commotion, the soldiers put down their weapons one after another and were willing to obey Yuan Wenshao's orders.

When Wei Chen and Gu Tingye arrived at the Xuanhua Gate with the vanguard army, they saw that the tall and majestic Bianjing City in front of them had its gates wide open.

Yuan Wenshao led a group of city guards to kneel down outside the city. Several fresh and bloody heads were lined up in front of them. They were the heads of Xuanhuamen rebels.

The commander of the Divine Guard Army, Song Chaozhong, had been notified by Wei Chen in advance and knew Yuan Wenshao's position long ago. After taking Xuanhua Gate without any blood, Song Chaozhong encouraged Yuan Wenshao and asked Yuan Wenshao to be responsible for escorting the surrendered soldiers. Waiting for the arrival of the army led by the British Duke.

In the Song Dynasty, he, together with Wei Chen and Gu Tingye, led most of the troops and continued to gallop towards the imperial city.

……

At this moment, in the imperial city, King Yan led thousands of rebels and surrounded the emperor's palace in Funing Hall.

When the rebels attacked the gate, Zhao An, the Secretary of the Imperial City, felt that he had failed the emperor and wanted to die to apologize, so he sacrificed his life and took the lead, leading the inner palace to fight against the rebels.

In the end, Zhao An was wounded dozens of times and died fighting hard. In the inner palace, he was also outnumbered and either died or surrendered.

After leaving behind hundreds of corpses, the rebels finally broke into Funing Hall.

King Yan, dressed in the royal robes of a prince, strode into the emperor's palace until he was in front of the imperial eucalyptus.

On the occasion that this important event was about to be accomplished, King Yan was naturally very proud. He suppressed the urge to laugh loudly, bowed to Zhao Zhen behind the imperial eucalyptus, and tried his best to squeeze out a humble expression.

smile.

"Your Majesty, please write the edict of passing the throne!"

After King Yan finished speaking, his right-hand man, the white-faced scribe, walked up to Zhao Zhen, took a blank imperial edict made of silk brocade from the eunuch's hand, then picked up a piece of soft paper on the table, dipped it in ink, and handed it to Zhao Zhen with a pale face. Zhao Zhen.

"Rebel!"

Without even looking at the white-faced scribe in front of him, Zhao Zhen slowly stood up from his throne, stared at King Yan with burning eyes, and suddenly laughed and said:

"It would be easy for me to die, but without this imperial edict, your reputation will not be justified. When the time comes, the Qinwang's disciples will appear everywhere in the world, and all the descendants of the Zhao family will be able to attack you. I see how many days you can sit in this country!"

Seeing that Zhao Zhen refused to cooperate, the smile on King Yan's face gradually disappeared, and his cruel nature was finally revealed.

King Yan sneered, pulled out his sword with a clang, raised the sword and glanced sideways at Zhao Zhen, his eyes cold and cold: "Old man, if you don't drink the toast, you will be punished with wine!"

"Your Highness! Don't be impulsive!"

The white-faced scribe on the side was afraid that King Yan would really kill Zhao Zhen in his anger, so he quickly stepped forward to stop him and said: "Your Highness, we still need an edict!"

Usurping the throne also depends on the basic principles. Either the power will be overwhelming, or there will be heavy troops.

King Yan did not occupy any of these two things.

He is just a prince who failed in his bid for the throne. He only has [-] soldiers and generals at all costs.

If he could not get the imperial edict and the name of orthodoxy, King Yan would not be able to control even Bianjing City, let alone a large Zhou Dynasty, with the power in his hands.

The white-faced scribe's earnest persuasion finally put a stop to the raging anger in King Yan's chest, and he slowly calmed down.

"If he doesn't write it, I will write it myself!"

King Yan glared at Zhao Zhen and snorted coldly. He finally put the sword back into its sheath, grabbed the imperial edict on the imperial edict and was about to wield it himself.

The white-faced scribe was dumbfounded when he saw this. Just when he was about to say something to dissuade him, he suddenly heard a commotion outside the palace. Rong Xian entered the palace in a panic and reported: "Your Highness, it's not good. The Song Dynasty of the Divine Guards led people to attack Xuande." The door is open!"

"what!"

King Yan was shocked when he heard this and cursed loudly: "Aren't the Divine Guards stationed in the camp in the western suburbs? What does Wu Mou do for food? Didn't I ask him to seal the city gate and not allow anyone to enter or exit? What about the Divine Guards?" Where did it come from?"

It wasn't until the noise outside got closer and closer that King Yan gave up the idea of ​​quarreling and quickly asked Rong Xian to lead his men to close the palace door in an attempt to mount a final resistance.

The gate of Funing Hall was originally quite strong, but when the rebels attacked the gate earlier, they used siege stakes to knock the gate open, which had already been damaged to a great extent. Now we want to let it function again. It's just nonsense to have any defensive effect.

boom!

Not long after Rong Xian led people to block the door, there was a loud bang at the door of Funing Hall. It was obvious that the door had been broken down. The sound of chaotic footsteps came from far and near, and a large number of soldiers of the Divine Guards rushed into Funing Hall.