Datang Chang'an,

Out of town!

With the sound of the horn, a group of soldiers gathered together, like a cyan ocean, a vast ocean, densely surrounded the four gates of Chang'an City.

Six horses pulled the carriage, walking slowly, the horses had tiger stripes on their backs, the first had a vision, and the six horses had their own miracles, obviously not ordinary horses.

On the carriage, King Song had not slept all night, and his eyes were bloodshot, but his spirit was radiant.

Dressed in gold helmets and gold armor, it looks like a god's mansion.

As the carriage moved forward, the siege equipment behind it slowly followed.

There are many kinds of siege equipment, at a glance, there are no less than 100 kinds, some are towering into the sky, comparable to the height of the city wall, and there are also flat heights.

Although the appearance is very different, they have the same, that is, the dense lines depicted on it, the lines are like tadpoles, twisted, winding, in front of each siege equipment, there must be a Taoist wearing a robe, he walked slowly in front of it, whisked dust in his hand, the mouth chanted words, the breath matched, integrated into the siege equipment, Tsinghua Qi came out of the air, illuminating the Quartet.

The lines on the siege equipment are shiny and shining with each other.

"Knock to see my king!" As the carriage came to the outside of Chang'an City, where Wang Qi went, a team of Song soldiers knelt on their knees, bowed directly, and shouted loudly.

Wave after wave of sound sounded, shocking into the ears, gathering together, earth-shattering.

Looking at the scene of these 10,000 people kowtowing, King Song's face showed a brilliant look, and he was now in high spirits.

"Knock to my king. Several generals in silver armor strode over. Bow down to the King of Song.

"Generals, please," King Song stepped down from the carriage. One by one, they lifted up the kneeling generals.

"The Tang Kingdom is tyrannical, the people are poor, the people are struggling to make a living, fortunately thanks to the king, the rebels," a man with pale sideburns and a ruddy face, dressed in a robe, approached and said loudly.

"The Tang State is tyrannical. For hundreds of years, countless countries have been destroyed, bullying the weak, don't you know the cause of today, the consequences of his day,"

"Hundreds of years of retreat, why should it be destroyed today,"

"The Tang State has exhausted its qi, and the king has come out to destroy the violent Tang Dynasty. A new new direction,"

"Tang destroyed Song Xing, this is the will of heaven,"

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No matter what time it is. There are some people who are flattering, and King Song is naturally no exception, a group of people at this moment. Constantly flattering the King of Song.

Listening to these words in his ears, King Song laughed.

He loves to listen to these words very much. If someone had said these things to him thirty years ago, he would have slashed them with his sword, twenty years ago he would have ignored them and expelled them all, ten years ago he would have taken a cold approach, and now, he would have stayed with him.

Grabbing the sword hanging from his waist, King Song pulled it out directly, the sun shone, and the sword reflected the sun,

The sword was raised high, pointing directly at Tianyu, and the King of Song roared and shouted, "Destroy the Tang,"

Destroy the Tang, destroy the Tang, destroy the Tang!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The generals beside him and the flattering Wenchen followed and shouted, and as the voice came out, it slowly infected the people around him, and they began to shout in unison.

With a roaring shout, the weapon was constantly raised.

The face of a famous general showed a flush, they were extremely excited, this battle, the destruction of the Tang Dynasty, is also the battle of the new dynasty, the Great Song Dynasty is vast, far beyond the heyday of the Tang Dynasty.

They looked at the carriage, the Son of Heaven drove six, only the king of Zhou had this qualification in the world, and the king of Song had already transgressed.

And what does this mean?

They knew very well that the king was no longer satisfied with being the king, and after the destruction of the Tang Dynasty in this battle, it was time for the King of Song to go further.

Such a rumor has already been spread early, they have all heard it, they are all very in favor of such a move, and King Song has gone further, which means that they can also go further.

"Siege!" King Song saw that everyone's hearts had been raised, their morale was high, and he knew that the fire had arrived, so he shouted directly.

"No!" some of the generals beside him responded directly.

They raised their heads one by one and looked at Chang'an City, with a hideous look on their faces.

Today's war is a war to destroy the country, and it will be difficult to have such an opportunity in the future.

Holding their weapons, they quickly separated and returned to their camps, and the siege equipment flashed with cyan brilliance, connected together, and it was extremely gorgeous.

"Dao Law Blessing! Shield!" A famous warlock in the army, but they began to play their role, and directly began to bless the Dao Law.

The soldiers who rushed to the front had a hazy light shining on their bodies, supporting them.

At this moment, on the city wall, there is a surge of people, but a group of people are from under the city wall, striding up, the guards open the way, and the important ministers are following, but the Tang King is on the city wall, condescending to look at the dense Song army under the city wall.

Tang Wang's face was still involuntarily white, there were too many enemy troops.

When people reach this point, they are like ants, and at a glance, they are all densely packed with human heads, rolling like a swarm of ants, overwhelmingly surging towards Chang'an City.

Shouting for a while, the sound is like thunder, these days of siege, the generals have seen a lot, but it's okay, the reaction is not very big,

But some of them were the first to see such a scene, their faces were pale, their bodies were trembling, and they pointed at the Song army outside, scared to death.

"Do you still want the national teacher to make a move?" King Tang looked certain, at this moment, seeing the strength of the Song army, he had no other way.

The Song army is so strong, it will definitely be broken today, and it can only rely on the law of the national teacher.

Saying that, King Tang bowed directly to Yang Qifeng, and continued in his mouth, "The prince is willing to serve the national teacher as a slave, and he is only willing to listen to the teachings of the national teacher,"

Yang Qifeng shook his head gently, after King Tang saw the Song army outside at this moment, his confidence was a little lacking, this was considering a way out, and he wanted to keep the prince, so he said directly;

"Don't worry, the king, the enemy army is just ants, although there are many, but they are harmless,"

"Please also ask the king to hold on for a moment, and the poor road will begin to be arranged,"

"Don't dare to delay the time of the national teacher more," after hearing this, King Tang felt a lot more relieved, the Song army broke through Chang'an City, this is inevitable, but no matter how strong the Song army outside the city is, it is impossible to capture Chang'an City within a quarter of an hour.

"I also invite the secretary of the ministry, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, and the secretary of the household department to go to the other four gates of the city wall with the Bajing Palace lamp in hand," Yang Qifeng said to the three old men beside Tang Wang, who were all white and not young.

"The national teacher ordered, the old man will definitely go," the official secretary was the first to speak,

Although he didn't think much of this, he didn't refuse, and directly stepped forward and stretched out his hands.

Yang Qifeng held the Bajinggong lantern, his eyes were deep, his breath was faint, his right hand was like electricity, and he waved his palm like a knife, slashing at the Bajinggong lantern.

In an instant, the Eight Views Palace lamp began to shake, and the ripples continued to ripple, and another Eight Views Palace lamp separated from it.

The whole body is fiery red, like a lotus, but the color is slightly dim, Yang Qifeng was handed over to the Ministry of Shangshu, the Ministry of Shangshu did not have any delay, he bowed directly to the Tang King, and then turned around and walked away directly, leaving a sentence: "The old man goes to the South City Gate!"

Yang Qifeng's eyes were staring at the two of them, the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Households, originally to do this, there was no need for these three old guys, but these three old guys had a very unfriendly attitude towards Yang Qifeng, and they kept questioning, so he naturally asked these three old guys to personally feel the power of the Bajing Palace lamp.

"The old man goes to the North City Gate," the Ministry of Rites Shangshu stood up directly and spoke.

"The old man has no choice," Tobe Shangshu said with a smile.

Yang Qifeng didn't speak, he was silent, and began to split the projection of the Eight Scenes Palace lamp,

The dragon was full of energy, with its help, Yang Qifeng smiled, and directly divided two projections, each of which was delivered to the hands of the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Households.

Looking at the figures of the two in the distance, Yang Qifeng didn't say a word, quietly holding the Eight Views Palace Lamp, he slowly closed his eyes and began to hook up the Eight Views Palace Lamp.

Refining, that's absolutely impossible.

The Eight Views Palace Lamp is an innate spiritual treasure, and if you want to completely refine it after obtaining it, it is impossible to do it without tens of thousands of years.

It takes hundreds of thousands of years to obtain a magic weapon, not to mention that there is still a spiritual treasure between the innate spiritual treasure and the magic weapon.

He just communicated, and he did it as if he had God's help.

After feeling it carefully, he found that the projections of the Eight Views Palace lamps in the other three directions had already reached the city wall, and Yang Qifeng broke open his eyes.

He looked at the countless Song army soldiers densely packed under the city wall, his eyes were cold, and he spoke to the Tang King beside him, "The time has come, please ask the king for blood?"

King Tang, who had been waiting quietly, laughed directly when he heard Yang Qifeng's words, pulled out the sword at his waist, and slashed directly at his wrist.

The sword was so sharp, the wrist was directly opened, and blood-red blood continued to flow out. 、

His face was pale, and the speed of blood flowed very fast, but Tang Wang's smile remained unchanged, and he opened his mouth to preach to Yang Qifeng, "The blood of the widow, the national teacher can take it all,"

"No, that's enough," Yang Qifeng watched the Bajinggong lamp being soaked in blood, and the location of the wick inside was already occupied by blood, and directly threw out a pill, a eunuch picked it up very well, and then walked to Tang Wang's side and smeared it directly on his wrist, the wound began to heal slowly, and finally left a scar.

"Slaughtering millions is a crime, but it is also a merit," looking at the army outside the city, Yang Qifeng sentenced them to death.

The Eight Views Palace lamp was thrown away, purple flames, and the void was self-generated, (to be continued......)