"Kill!"

"Kill!!"

"Your Highness has an order, the first one to enter the Fengxian Pavilion will be given a thousand gold, and ten thousand households will be rewarded!"

"Give a thousand gold, reward ten thousand households!"

“......！”

When the 50,000 rebels heard of this reward, they rushed to kill them as if they had been beaten with blood.

Outside the Fengxian Pavilion, the rebels and the Yulin army, swords, swords, and blood splashed.

The battle between mortal soldiers is far less earth-shattering than that of monks, and it cannot cause any large-scale destruction, nor is it as dazzling and bright as monks, but there is one thing that cannot be changed.

Or rather... Even more so between mortals!

That's blood!

Beneath the sword and sword were scarlet blood.

And outside the battlefield of this battle, the eight-horse gorgeous sedan chair guarded by three thousand elite soldiers, Zheng Jian's rough laughter continued to be heard from it, accompanied by the joyful cries of women.

It's as if this fight outside has nothing to do with him at all.

Inside and outside the sedan chair, two very different worlds.

On the left side of the sedan chair, there is an old man riding a horse, the old man is frowning tightly at the moment, he is one of Zheng Guo's nine qing, his name is Zhu Ming, and he is also the number one strategist under Zheng Jian, this time the action was planned by him.

Originally... According to his plan, this plan is foolproof.

dragged the people of His Royal Highness and the Third Highness with a trick, and then obtained the talisman from the hands of the three commanders under the pretense of the holy decree, mobilized the 50,000 tiger guards in the capital, and went straight to the palace, broke through the outer city, and finally entered the Taiji Palace, forcing the terminally ill old emperor to abdicate.

Once Zheng Jian succeeds to the throne, he can issue an edict, and then... Even if His Royal Highness and Third Highness get out of trouble, it will be useless.

And all this, according to his calculations, will take about two hours to complete.

The people he arranged were enough to hold His Highness and His Third Highness for three hours, that is, it was absolutely enough, and he had been preparing for this day for ten years, and he was sure to win!

But... Zhu Ming looked at the battlefield in front of him, looked at the sedan chair next to him, and listened to the woman's cry coming from the sedan chair, and couldn't help but sigh.

One word... He never spoke.

The erector is not a plan.

The shaft here is Zheng Jian, who is having fun in the sedan chair.

Giving up the Taiji Palace and attacking Fengxian Pavilion instead has no benefit at all, it is a complete waste of time, if it is delayed here for too long, once His Royal Highness and the Third Highness get out of trouble, things will not be easy to do.

And there is another point, after sixteen years...'Shangxian Niangniang' has become the belief of the people in the country, attacking Fengxian Pavilion, especially his second highness still wants to desecrate 'Shangxian Niangniang', which is extremely unpopular with the people.

Only people with extremely low IQ and EQ will sit and wait for things.

Coincidentally, the Second Highness he followed was such a mentally retarded player, if it weren't for his Zhu Ming's strategizing over the years, this Second Highness who played with women all day long would have been killed by someone, where could he still be happy here.

At this time, just when Zhu Ming was anxious.

Suddenly...

The situation on the battlefield has changed, and the 50,000 army, which had been unable to attack for a long time, is now like a tide, from one point to another... Surging towards the Bongseon Pavilion!

The 10,000 Yulin army guarding Fengxian Pavilion was defeated and could not be stopped at all.

Zhu Ming's face suddenly showed joy.

"Your Highness! Fengxian Pavilion is broken!"

There was a loud shout towards the sedan chair, and from this sedan chair... Zheng Jian violently opened the curtain of the jade bead car, and the little coachman who was driving looked back slightly, and his heart beat faster in an instant.

At this moment, Zheng Jiannai was lying down, looking at Zhu Ming, and on his body, there was a graceful woman sitting in a bewitching posture, moving up and down.

At the same time, there are more than a dozen beauties, lying all over Zheng Jian's body...

"Good!"

Zheng Jian had a look of enjoyment on his face, closed his eyes and laughed, with a slight obscenity in his voice: "Coachman, catch the car!"

The little coachman hurriedly reluctantly withdrew his glance back, and waved the whip in his hand, and the gorgeous sedan chair pulled by eight horses moved slowly.

"Kill!!"

"Kill !!"

“............！”

The 50,000 soldiers and rebels all had a fine light on their faces and poured towards Fengxian Pavilion.

This time the military mutiny, they all got a promise, as long as they can let the Second Highness ascend the throne, all of them... There are big rewards!

"Retreat!"

"Retreat to the inner courtyard!!"

"Hurry!!"

Arrows flew in the air, and General Yulin, who had previously told the old lord of Zheng Guo in the Taiji Palace, was smeared with blood on his face at this moment, and this blood was naturally the blood of the rebels, and he roared loudly at his sergeant.

He knew it well in his own heart...

Today, I'm afraid I won't be able to get out of Fengxian Pavilion alive.

Meanwhile.

Tai Chi Palace.

The old lord was lying on the dragon couch, and if the monk was allowed to look at it, he could see at a glance that the old lord's face was full of death, which was a sign of checkmate death.

At most three or five teas, the old lord of the country will return his breath to the west, and he will not have the skills to return to the sky.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

The old lord of the country was originally out of breath but not in breath, but at this time, a little eunuch ran in, and the little eunuch couldn't even stand steadily, panicked, ran and knelt on the ground with a panicked face.

"Second, the second highness led 50,000 tiger guards, and has already broken through the Yulin Army, and at this moment, it is entering the inner courtyard of Fengxian Pavilion!"

The little eunuch had just finished speaking.

"Ahem, wow!"

The old lord's voice coughed violently, and as soon as he lay down, he turned over, and a mouthful of dark red blood spit out.

"Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty!"

“......！”

A group of imperial physicians and palace maids, as well as his concubines, were completely frightened when they saw this scene, and they were all frightened.

"Rebel!"

"Rebel... Rebel!"

“......”

The old lord of the country was lying like this, the look in his eyes faded little by little, looking at the golden Luan Ding, and kept chanting these two words.

Remorse... If only he had expected this day.

This rebel of his will definitely be killed as soon as possible!

Time went back and he remembered... Sixteen years ago.

Before the national teacher left, the sentence he said to him, this sentence... He remembered it for sixteen years, and he did not dare to forget it at all.

'Fengxian Pavilion is in, Zheng Guo Yongchang. ’

'Fengxian Pavilion is dead, and Zheng Guo will be destroyed. ’

So many years... Regardless of his identity as the lord of the country, he went to the Fengxian Pavilion every three days and worshiped every five days, and he took the trouble to run to the Fengxian Pavilion, and even did everything to shape the woman in the Fengxian Pavilion into a god believed in by the people of the entire Zheng Kingdom.

It also raised the status of Fengxian Pavilion above the royal family.

He didn't know that in the Fengxian Pavilion, she was just an ordinary woman.

But... He couldn't help but listen to the words of the national teacher.

Others don't know how this national teacher exists, but he knows some... In the eyes of these mortals, they were real 'immortals'!

(End of chapter)