On the long street, Dong Huang, a lieutenant of the Chinese Military Academy, rushed all the way with two thousand guards.

He repeatedly told his uncle that Li Su was unreliable, arrogant, and it was not suitable to stay in the palace to lead Yulin, and sooner or later it would be a scourge. But the uncle took into account the love of the robe for more than ten years, and protected him in every way, not only did not listen to his own advice, but also reprimanded himself again and again. The result? Although it is not clear what happened in the officialdom, I can say with certainty that Li Su must have rebelled.

"I should have stabbed him to death." Dong Huang rode on the horse, remorseful. He kept turning his head and shouting, urging the guards to run faster. The uncle only brought 300 guards into the palace, and the 3,000 iron horsemen were all guarded outside the palace, unable to protect them closely. If Li Su had set up an ambush in the palace in advance, his uncle and three hundred guards would have died unguarded.

"Quick, quick......" The more Dong Huang thought about it, the more frightened he became, and the horsewhip in his hand flew up and down in the air, making a terrifying howl.

The heavily armed soldiers ran hard, sweating profusely, and the sound of violent breathing, heavy footsteps, and the crashing sound of various weapons were intertwined, converging into a huge sound, and the atmosphere was suffocatingly tense.

Dong Huang rushed out of the street and turned to the avenue facing the palace. The sound of killing in front of him soaring into the sky was suddenly clearly audible.

Dong Huang stopped in shock.

A man stood on the long street.

The man on the horse was holding a striking roll of yellow silk, and the black big coat wrapped his thin body.

After the horses, there was a large army that was ready for battle. Columns of armoured soldiers with weapons in their hands lined the long street.

The aura of slaughter enveloped the entire long street in an instant.

Dong Huang's heart was cold, and a chill suddenly invaded his whole body. He shuddered involuntarily.

It was not only Li Su who rebelled, but also the lieutenant in front of him. Behind this lieutenant is the many ministers and forces in the imperial court.

Huang Wan stood on this long street, which means that at least more than half of the forces in Chang'an City have rebelled. The uncle is more auspicious, and the Dong clan is in trouble.

Huang Wan's expression was solemn, and he slowly opened the holy decree in his hand.

Dong Huang threw away the horsewhip, drew out the war knife, and sat firmly on the war horse, without the slightest intention of dismounting to receive the order.

Huang Wan didn't look at him, held up the holy decree, and shouted: "The Son of Heaven has a decree, Dong Zhuo is chaotic, the crime is monstrous, and the nine clans will be destroyed according to the law." ”

Dong Huang sneered, looked back at the guards behind him and the soldiers who were rushing over, and suddenly raised his sword and shouted: "Rebel and rebel, attack and kill the imperial officials, brothers, follow me to kill the past and protect the Son of Heaven......"

"Protect the Son of Heaven and Kill ......"

Huang Wan slowly rolled up the holy decree, respectfully put it into his arms, and then looked up at the tiger guards who were rushing from the long street, and shook his head regretfully.

Several guards rushed up and escorted Huang Wan to the back of the army.

There was a loud bang, and the ballista let out a deafening roar, followed by a rain of arrows, and countless arrows roared towards the oncoming enemy.

On the long street, the bloody battle began.

………………

Jingzhao Yin Mansion.

Wang Xin, the captain of the city gate, walked into the gate, and a strong blood suddenly rushed straight to his head, making him very uncomfortable. He reached out to cover his nose, but when his hand came to his mouth, he immediately realized something, immediately changed direction again, and touched his beard lightly a few times.

Corpses could be seen everywhere on the ground in the house, and blood was spilling everywhere. Wang Xin tried to find a clean place to put his feet so as not to get dirty with his boots, but he couldn't put his feet down, and finally had to reluctantly put them on a bloodstained footprint.

Wang Xin stopped. He looked inside and found that there were more dead bodies in front of him, and in some places there was no place to stay, and he had to step on the dead corpses to get there.

"Did Dong Bang find it?" Wang Xin asked.

"It's still inside, and you can't escape." A military officer replied, "We surrounded early, and the fight was so sudden that even if he had wings, he couldn't fly." But ......"

Wang Xin turned his head to look at him and asked, "But what?" ”

"Because Dong Zhuo entered Beijing, Dong Bang took into account the safety of the capital, and deliberately temporarily transferred five hundred elites from the tombs of Chang'an, and the guards of Jingzhao Yin Mansion increased suddenly, and we suffered great losses in the process of attacking."

Wang Xin asked, "How many more people do we have?" ”

"There are only more than 600 people, and this also includes the disciples of many families such as Yuan Valve, Yang Valve, and Ma Valve." The military Sima said worriedly, "Jingzhao Yin Mansion has three thousand county soldiers stationed in Yangling, Gaoling, Baling and other places, if they get the news, they will kill them overnight......"

"They're dead." Wang Xin said casually.

The military Sima and the few people standing behind Wang Xin looked at Wang Xin in surprise, their expressions very shocked.

Wang Xin said calmly: "Don't worry, we will kill those who should be killed, Dong Zhuo's power will disappear overnight." You are all heroes who have contributed to the eradication of the traitorous Gong Wei Sheji, and Your Majesty will definitely reward you heavily. ”

There was a sudden earth-shattering cry in the courtyard in the distance, and then Wang Xin saw several bloodied soldiers rushing over, one of them carrying a bloody human head in his hand.

"General, we killed Dong Bang." The soldiers ran excitedly and shouted loudly, "Dong Bang is dead." ”

Wang Xin couldn't help it, raised his hand and cheered: "Reward, heavy reward." ”

Then he turned back to the guards and shouted: "Quick, beat the drums, gather the remaining men and horses, gallop to the aid of Huang Envoy, ...... quickly."

A military commander reminded in a low voice: "General, we are running out of people......

"Huang Yuanjun only has a thousand people, and he can't kill Dong Huang." Wang Xin turned around and left, his expression was very resolute, "Even if we fight all of them today and all of them die, we have to kill Dong Zhuo, go, let's go, let......'s go."

The sound of war drums carried bloody tragedy and tragedy, reaching up to the sky.

………………

Weiyang Palace.

The fierce sound of killing passed through the closed window sash and clearly reached the ears of the Son of Heaven.

The Son of Heaven curled up his thin body and sat behind the desk in trepidation. His hands clutched a brocade box tightly, and his eyes were full of fear and helplessness. He was very frightened, and the fire and killing in the Luoyang Palace three years ago once again swept through his mind.

Ma Yu sat beside the Son of Heaven, holding a book and looking at it slowly, calm and leisurely.

Suddenly, a thunderous roar came, as if a thunderclap exploded outside the house, and the earth, doors and windows trembled violently at this moment.

The Son of Heaven screamed, instinctively dropped the brocade box in his arms, hugged his head with both hands, and tried his best to bend his thin body, hoping to burrow headlong into the ground.

Ma Yu's heart was shocked, and the book in his hand suddenly fell to the ground.

The brocade box rolled to the ground, and because of the impact, the lid suddenly opened. The pieces in the box were scattered all over the ground.

Ma Yu turned his head to look at the Tianzi who was shrunk into a ball and trembling all over, and leaned over to pick up the chess pieces on the ground. The Son of Heaven loves to play chess and the piano, exactly the same as the first emperor.

The Son of Heaven suddenly found that the brocade box in his arms was gone, and then he saw the chess pieces that rolled to the ground, he whimpered and cried, and ran to pick up the chess pieces on the ground.

Ma Yu hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, the minister is here to pick up ......."

"This is my father's, this is my father's ......" The Son of Heaven cried as he hurriedly searched around. Every time he picked up a chess piece, he carefully took it to his clothes and wiped it again, and then solemnly put it in the brocade box.

At this moment, the killing outside the house and the fear in his heart seemed to have left him, and it had nothing to do with him anymore.

This chess piece is very ordinary, not something of value. Ma Yu was puzzled, and asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty, is this given to you by the first emperor?" ”

The Son of Heaven shook his head, wiped his tear-rippling eyes with his sleeve, and said, "This is what my mother left to my father, and my father has always kept it by his side, and no one will give it." Every time my mother's death came, my father would take it out and wipe it one by one, polishing it brightly like a star in the sky. Mother's piano was given to his sister when his father left, and his mother's chess, when his father left, no one gave it, and he probably wanted to keep it with him all the time. I wanted it too, so I stayed secretly. ”

After the Son of Heaven choked up and finished speaking, Ma Yu couldn't help but think of the first emperor, and remembered the Dahan Sheji that suddenly collapsed after the first emperor left, his heart was sour, and tears quietly rolled down.

The two of them knelt on the ground, one picking up and the other wiping, without distractions, and their hearts were peaceful.

………………

Li Su snorted miserably and stepped back sharply, and the sharp halberd left his body with a piece of flesh and blood.

"Ah......" Li Su was in pain, and opened his mouth to let out a miserable and angry howl, "Kill...... Kill the Xiliang thief ......"

Qin Yi, **** and ten masters of Western Xinjiang were invincible, desperately blocking the rush of the Xiliang soldiers, but there were more and more Xiliang soldiers, and they couldn't kill them all.

The masters of Western Xinjiang fell one after another. The Yulin Army fell one row, another row.

"Block, kill Dong Zhuo, kill him......" Li Su looked back at Dong Zhuo's car close at hand, and his shouts were particularly terrifying and poignant.

Yang Zan held a knife in one hand, rushed forward in person, and shouted: "Kill Dong Zhuo, kill ......"

The bloody killing was unprecedentedly intense.

The soldiers of Xiliang fought bravely at all costs and gradually approached Dong Zhuo.

The Yulin army suffered heavy casualties, and their corpses were piled up all over the royal road, being trampled and trampled by the enemy.

Dong Zhuo breathed a sigh quietly, his tense nerves relaxed, and his fat body sat down peacefully in the seat.

Suddenly, he felt very uncomfortable on his face, so he tore a piece of silk cloth from the placket of his shirt and wiped the blood that had been splashed on his face. The blood had long since condensed, sticking to his beard and cheeks. The blood stains became more and more, and half of his face turned a maroon.

Dong Zhuo was very annoyed, scolded very dissatisfied, and then spat a few mouthfuls of the dirty silk cloth on his hand, and wiped it on his face.

I'm savage, stupid, ignorant, bloody, cruel, okay, I'm barbaric, I'm barbaric, even if I am called a barbarian now, a barbarian, I admit it.

Dong Zhuo raised the silk cloth to his mouth and spat a few more mouthfuls of spit angrily. Hmph, when I kill all of you, let's see who else scolds me for being a brute.

He wiped his cheeks vigorously, like cutting the flesh of a scholar with a knife, and thought hatefully in his heart: Lao Tzu will kill you all. (To be continued.) )