Chapter 143 Why is there no joy of victory

Li Jiancheng looked at the direction outside Fanglin Gate and sighed: "Tell me, why is this human heart so easy to be crooked?"

Chen Ying smiled and said, "Compared with the aristocratic families, the family is in front and the country is behind. All family interests are the priority, and state affairs are second to state affairs."

Chen Ying dared not say something clearly. The most proud thing about the world's family is that there is no dynasty for thousands of years, but there are a thousand-year-old clans. The family and country are ahead. Even if the country is destroyed, it is just a different emperor. Whatever the emperor should do. 4 In Chinese feudal history, no matter which king flag changes on the city wall, there is always a family standing firm and always firm! This family is the Kong family. If we count from the Han Emperor Gaozu Liu Bang enthroned Confucius' ninth generation grandson Kong Teng as a sacrifice to the king, the Kong family has been firmly passed down for nearly 2,200 years.

A dynasty has only been passed down for three or four hundred years. Even if it is considered to be Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties, the strongest one is only the Ji family for 800 years. However, a family of scholars can last for 2,200 years and continue to be extinct. It has to be said that this is also a miracle in world history. As the banner of Confucianism, the core of the Yansheng Gong Mansion is actually well-known for the true saying "Those who know the practice are heroes."

For aristocratic families, an emperor who cannot protect the interests of aristocratic families is definitely not a good emperor. Even a foolish monarch is better than such an emperor.

Yang Guang was in a bad situation. In fact, those present, whether it was Wei Zheng, Fang Xuanling, or Li Jiancheng, they actually knew that Yang Guang eventually fell, and the aristocratic families were the culprits.

Now, the aristocratic clans finally lit up their swords at him, and the daggers appeared. Li Jiancheng felt most distressed.

Chen Ying, standing on the shoulders of the historical giant, saw more clearly that the aristocratic families never had the concept of a country or a country. As long as they agree with their interests, they could even bring out flowers. Just like Liu Wuzhou, like Liu Shishan, they were just a martial artist. Driven by the interests, they were praised as a flower by the aristocratic families. But they never cared about it. If the skin was not preserved, where would the hair be attached? Once the country was destroyed by foreign enemies, it would be a disaster for the country to destroy the seeds, and the two-legged sheep would reappear.

However, now Chen Ying and Li Jiancheng are more capable of the ruler and ministers. They first destroyed the Eastern Turks, then the Tuyuhun, and finally drove away the Western Turks and annexed the Tubo.

The tribes and countries around the Tang Dynasty and these aristocratic families could not get a suitable helper at all.

There was no match for the competition that could be used, so they had to throw their arms around and do it themselves.

If Li Jiancheng had not mastered the army, if Chen Ying, Yuchi Gong, Feng Li, Wei Wenzhong, generals in the army, including Dou Dan, and the real power generals, all stood on Li Jiancheng's side, I'm afraid Chang'an would be bleeding that night.

Just as Li Jiancheng, Chen Ying and others headed to Fanglin Gate.

In the Fanglin, all the old subordinates of Zhang Daozong were brought back to the military camp. At the same time, the soldiers under Yuchi Gong walked down from the city wall and formed a martial arts formation, attacking each other with swords and guns, and storming.

"Dangdang"

"Bang bang bang..."

The sound of golden sounds of swords and guns fighting each other and the dull sound of horizontal swords slashing on the shield were intertwined with the screams of the soldiers. If you hadn't seen clearly, you would have thought that a desperate battle was going through here.

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Nearly a quarter of an hour after he arrived outside Fanglin Gate, Zheng Rentai was secretly anxious about any movement in the city. Although he had 100,000 troops and no siege equipment, he wanted to take Chang'an, but there was no gate.

Although Li Jiancheng transferred the Left Guard Army, there were still 200,000 troops around Chang'an. Once the imperial army reacted, there was only a dead end to him.

However, once the Fanglin Gate was opened, he could quickly go east from Yeting Palace and occupy the entire Tai Chi Palace.

As long as he gains absolute control of the Tai Chi Palace, Li Yuan will never mind returning to the throne and lifting the military power of Li Jiancheng's confidant general. At that time, the Holy Emperor is in court and will be the world of their gentlemen.

Zheng Rentai was overjoyed when he heard the fierce shouts of killing from the city wall.

If there was no movement, he was worried that this was a scam. After careful deduction, there was almost no possibility that Zhang Daozong would not encounter Zuo Wu Hou Guard. Of course, the possibility that Zhang Daozong would win the Fanglin Sect with his strength was as high as more than 70%.

As the shouts of killing became weaker and weaker, the originally closed Fanglin Gate slowly opened.

Zheng Rentai watched as the city gate had opened more than three feet of gap, but at this time, a large group of guards holding torches rushed from the direction of the Yeting Palace.

Zheng Rentai didn't have time to think.

He knew very well that there was a 353-step corridor between Fanglin Gate and Yeting Palace. In fact, this corridor and the Yeting Palace wall formed a urn city.

If they cannot take down the palace gate of the Yeting Palace as soon as possible, they will not be able to rush into the Tai Chi Palace.

Zheng Rentai shouted: "Attack, kill the thief!"

Under Zheng Rentai's order, private soldiers of various aristocratic races rushed towards Fanglin Gate with weapons.

On the city wall, soldiers from the court army began to ring gongs and drums, and sporadic arrows began to shoot.

An arrow shot Zheng Rentai's breastplate and bounced away with a tingling sound, but failed to hurt Zheng Rentai's hair. Zheng Rentai's inner fear and worry were wiped out. He did not enter the city. If Zhang Daozong had not eliminated the remaining enemies, if it were a scam, he would definitely not have shot arrows at him.

Zheng Rentaikong kicked the horse's belly with his legs and rushed towards the wide open city gate. As soon as he entered the city gate, he shouted wildly: "All the soldiers killed the thieves, follow me to kill the thieves."

As he rushed into the city gate, Zheng Rentai watched Zhang Daozong leading the remnants of his troops to fight against the imperial army, but at this time, there were less than 500 soldiers around Zhang Daozong, and the imperial army was constantly rushing towards Zhang Daozong's troops.

Zheng Rentai shouted: "A certain family, Zheng Rentai, will be punished by the emperor's decree!"

Responding to him was a dull sword light. A cold light flashed, and Zheng Rentai's war horse's neck was cut off in one by one, his body and head were separated, and a blood column was sprayed straight up. The running war horse seemed to be struck by lightning, curled up his limbs, and suddenly fell forward, and threw Zheng Rentai out.

Finally, he saw the opportunity quickly, turned over in the air and maintained his balance, so he was not injured. He was shocked and angry, staring at Zhang Daozong who was hiding in the darkness, shouting: "Are you crazy?"

In response to him, another sword light was heard.

The shape of the knife in a young general's hand was a bit strange, with three pointed and two blades, nearly one meter long, and the blade was wide and three feet long. It was not possible for ordinary people to dance at all. However, in the hands of the attacker, the knife was like a straw rod, dancing fast. Zheng Rentai hurriedly shook his body and dodged, but was not hit. Zheng Rentai felt something was wrong and roared: "Zhang Daozong, are you going to take somebody's head to claim credit?"

The answer to him was the Modao, which was slashing from both sides of the city gate, and blood immediately splattered everywhere in this inch of land!

Zheng Rentai was in a difficult position and barely avoided the extremely sharp knife. He rolled behind a dumbfounded servant and pushed him hard, pushing him in front of the terrifying sword general. Taking this opportunity, he finally saw the situation in the city gate clearly.

There were hundreds of burly men in the corridor holding giant axes and were slashing the rebels who rushed into the city gate. The giant axes flew over like pigs and sheep. The leader was not tall, holding a long-handled giant knife, with a wide body and a slap in his body. The cutting power was extremely amazing. With one swing, he cut and fell over with his people and horses.

Seeing this scene, Zheng Rentai felt like he fell from an ice cellar.

He was most worried about being in a hurry, but he was still in a hurry.

At this time, he had already seen the man with his upper body exposed and his extremely strong muscles, his upper body was covered in blood, and he shouted loudly, and his voice was as loud as thunder, which made people frightened!

"Yuchi Gong!"

Why didn't Zheng Rentai know the first powerful general in the Qin Palace in the past? Yuchi Gong's kung fu is higher than Qin Qiong and Cheng Zhijie. Qin and Cheng joined forces to defeat Yuchi Gong and would have to start thirty rounds.

Looking at Yuchi Gong, Zheng Rentai understood everything.

Especially the Mo Dao General, who else could it be if he was not Chen Ying’s concubine Li Daozhen?

Zheng Rentai's eyes quietly looked back. At this time, the fire outside the city was soaring into the sky. This was definitely not a fire. It was probably formed by a large number of people holding torches.

"Surrender and not kill!"

Just as Zheng Rentai became more anxious, there were even more neat shouts coming from behind.

"It's over! It's over!" Zheng Rentai knew what the people he brought were all. Stimulated by money and future benefits, and under the pressure of death, these people could continue to fight with all their lives. But when the four words "Surrender and Not Kill" were shouted out, these people's fighting spirit would disappear without a trace in an instant.

However, if these people surrender, they may even be exempted from death. What about themselves? They will not have any hope of living, and even whether their nine clans can survive is a big problem!

At this moment, Yuchi Gongfei jumped up on both sides. Before he could land, he reached out to grab Zheng Rentai. Yuchi Gong's kung fu was too high and his movements were too fast. Zheng Rentai had no time to react, so he was caught by Yuchi Gong. Then, Zheng Rentai suddenly felt his body lightening and flew to the ground like a cloud and fog.

This time it fell very hard, and Zheng Rentai didn't get up after a long time.

He would never have a chance to get up, and a cold sword slashed at him.

Zheng Rentai could see clearly that the person who took action was actually his personal soldiers.

At the moment of death, he had already realized that he had been abandoned by his family and used his death to calm the emperor's anger.

Zheng Rentai closed his eyes and waited for death, but the horizontal knife did not slash it down for a long time.

Zheng Rentai opened his eyes and found that the personal soldier had been caught in an arrow and fell to the ground. A wolf-toothed arrow shot in from his mouth and penetrated from the back of his head...

With the death of the personal soldiers, it was over.

The private soldiers put down their weapons and weapons one after another, begging for insignificant vitality.

When Li Jiancheng and Chen Ying arrived at Fanglin Gate, the battle had been completely over. Inside and outside the city, the surrendered troops alone had approached 100,000 troops.
Chapter completed!