(The rewards from the alliance are getting heavier and heavier, Shigoro is both grateful and frightened.)

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In the second year of Xingyuan in the Southern Song Dynasty, on the tenth day of the fifth month, at the end of the Chen period, two armies wearing strong and holding sharp edges slowly approached in front of the Funing Palace, and fierce battle was about to break out.

The attacking party: The Restoration Party was led by Zhang Jun and Yang Mi.

The guard: The royal party is the more than 1,200 guards led by Li Qiong and Yang Yizhong.

In terms of troops, there are many attacking sides, but long-distance attacks are very exhausted; while the defenders are waiting for their hard work, and their spirits are sufficient, and the two are offset, which is considered equal.

In terms of equipment, the attacking square was light armor, holding a bow and crossbow, and holding a sword and gun card; while the guard square was scale armor, holding a long sword and a big axe, without a bow and crossbow.

The palace guards represent the royal face, so they naturally have to choose the talents and brave ones. The long sword and axe are no longer a problem, and the armor must naturally be bright and transparent, so that the royal majesty can be shown. However, there is one thing that the palace guards are forbidden - that is, they must not be equipped with crossbows. Otherwise, if there are people with bad intentions, they should aim at the palace far away and ask for someone to fire. What's wrong?

One side is good at attacking from a distance, and the other side is good at fighting in close combat. If the attacking side starts in a vast plain, the attacking side will definitely take advantage of it, and the defender will definitely suffer a great loss. But this is in the palace, and the square in front of the Funing Hall is not small, but more than 3,000 people squeezed into this piece, almost unable to even move the formation. The row of troops at the forefront of the two armies is almost within reach... At such a close distance, it is obvious that when the melee is fought, the defender wearing heavy armor and holding a long sword and axe will definitely gain the upper hand.

Zhao Xu didn't know about the army, but after staying in Tianshu City for a long time, he had always heard of the power of the heavy armored swords and axe soldiers in the Tianzhu Army. When he saw the troops and equipment comparisons between the enemy and us, he felt relieved and said to Li Qiong. Yang Yi's second general said: "Although there are many traitors, they are just Er. The lives of the two generals, my life, will be entrusted to the two Qing families." After that, he bowed and bowed.

Li and Yang hurriedly returned the gift. If it weren't for armor and armor, it would be inconvenient to give a gift. I'm afraid I've been bowing to the ground.

After Zhao Xu finished speaking, under the protection of a group of eunuchs, he slowly retreated into the hall. Although the high platform is far away from the enemy's formation, the enemy's army is mostly holding bows and crossbows, so he must be careful. The king of a country is the best in safety.

Until Zhao Xu's figure hid in the hall. From beginning to end, except for the look that was enough to kill, he never had more than half of his ninth brother. The distance between the two sides was too far, the scene was too chaotic and noisy, and it was always difficult to say anything. The king paid attention to the elegance. How could he hang his neck and listen to the roar of the mountain village man? Moreover, since this has come, why do you need to say more? Either you live to the death, or you live to die! In this world, Zhao Qi and Zhao Jiu can no longer coexist in the blue sky.

Li Qiong shook her armor and made a clanging sound without saying anything. She pulled out her sword and pointed forward: "Kill!"

Under the bright sunshine, two armies with similar outfits roared like tear-ups, like two torrents, colliding heavily, causing a wave of blood...

The first-hand imperial guard commanded by Li Qiong was half of his subordinates when he was in the uprising. He had all seen blood and had fought with bandits, puppet troops, and even Jin soldiers. In terms of combat effectiveness, he was not weaker than Zhang Jun's right army in front of the imperial army. More importantly, the imperial guard led by Li Qiong took the lead, occupied enough space, and barely set up a formation. Zhang Jun's right army in front of the imperial army rushed to the fore, and there was no time to arrange the army. The most serious thing was that the military formation of more than 3,000 people could not be set up in the Funing Palace Square. The imperial guards used the initiative to squeeze the space. The right army in front of the imperial army had more than 2,000 people, but only a thousand people could squeeze in through the palace gate. The remaining nearly half of the troops were blocked outside the palace gate, and the military advantage could not be exerted at all...

How could Li Qiong not know the advantages that even Zhao Xu could see. When he saw the sword and axe of the front army chopping off his head and arms like cutting melons and wood, and the enemy's thin side cards and wooden gunman swords were broken by the sword and axe, he knew that the battle was very good. With just one move, the enemy's invasion was so scared that he retreated and could escort the official family to the door. When he ran out of the Chuigong Hall, summoned the ministers, closed the palace gates, and issued an urgent edict to mobilize the Tianwu stationed in Xiaoshan, the Sun Guards, and the Gongsheng Four-box Imperial Guards came to quell the rebellion, and they would surely be wiped out.

Li Qiong had a chance of victory, turned his head to Yang Yizhong beside him and smiled, "Brother Zhengfu, the thief's power has declined, why not beat the drum to boost the reputation of my soldiers?"

Yang Yizhong glanced at his broken arm and smiled loudly, "Brother Guobao has invited me, but I dare not refuse. What's the harm in beating the drum with a single hammer!"

The two generals looked at each other and laughed.

The two generals of the Imperial Guard talked and laughed, while Yang Mi, the vanguard of the Right Army in front, was covered in blood and was injured.

As a vanguard general, at this critical moment, Yang Mi undoubtedly rushed to the forefront. Facing the heavy armored and heavy equipment of the imperial guards and the purged military formation, the right army of the imperial camp, which abandoned the heavy armored soldiers in order to seek a surprise attack, suffered a great loss. In addition, the formation was rushed, and the formation was chaotic, and the order was in order with no formation. The result can be imagined.

"The commander-in-chief, it's not OK to fight like this! The men are afraid they can't hold on..." When the soldiers beside Yang Mi screamed and fell down, he was also hit several times, and the knife fell into serrated teeth, and his soldiers were constantly forced to retreat. Yang Mi couldn't stand it anymore. Taking advantage of the opportunity to replace the broken armor, he returned to the formation. While asking his personal guards to remove their armor, he wiped his face full of blood and sweat, and shouted to Zhang Jun.

Zhang Jun's face was as deep as water, but he did not dare to look at Emperor Jianyan beside him, but he shouted to Yang Mi with a tiger face: "If you can hold on, you have to hold on, you have to hold on! Tell you that your subordinates are five times the enemy, and you can win if you hold on! If you have a long sword and a heavy axe, you won't be able to cut it for long... Moreover, our internal support should act!"

Yang Mi was shocked when he heard this. The commander-in-chief understood the meaning of the commander. Using his head to change his hands and using blood to squeeze his physical strength is a strategy to hurt both sides! If you are afraid, the morale of the army will not be able to resist at that time... Wait a minute, there is still an internal support?

Strangely, at this time, Zhao Gou, who should have been most afraid of, clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, said coldly: "What Zhang Hujun said is so true, he should move too!"

While Yang Mi was stunned, he suddenly heard that the soldiers of the two armies were in an uproar and the situation changed.

When the guards pushed the two red-branched drums, Li Qiong and Yang Yizhong held a red silk wooden hammer and stood under the drum stand, making a gesture of greeting each other. They were waiting to hit.

"Let's wait!" Yang Yizhong suddenly stopped talking.

"Brother Zhengfu..." Li Qiong was stunned and turned his head to ask. Suddenly, his eyes darkened, and a red silk wooden hammer hit the slam and hit him on the face.

Li Qiong reacted very quickly, blocking the two wooden hammers in his hand, throwing the other hammers off, and at the same time freeing up his hand to pull the knife out of his waist - but all his movements ended here, a sharp three-foot hand knife had already pressed against his throat.

"Yang, Zheng, Fu!" Li Qiong's voice seemed to be ground out of the saw teeth. It made people shudder.

Yes, it was Yang Yizhong who used the tip of the knife to press against his throat! Although he had only one hand, the action of throwing the hammer was still extremely fast. In terms of fighting, it was like Yang Yizhong who had trained since childhood, but it was far beyond the reach of Li Qiong, a Confucian general who had been halfway through the army.

At this moment, the one-armed general was murderous: "Brother Guobao. The situation is urgent, and you and I don't have to talk nonsense. Please order the attack to stop and put down your weapons."

"Don't think about it!" Li Qiong hated her teeth and hated her. "The national treasures repeatedly reported to the officials. You are not a useless person. The officials are not willing to listen. It's hateful, it's hateful!" Seeing the good situation, they were turned over, no matter who it was, they would be so angry that they vomited blood.

Yang Yizhong said lightly: "Does the official family value a certain family? Even you, a scholar, have no right to argue. Please don't put gilds on your own face. I will count three times, and if I don't give orders, I will die!"

"Yang Zhengfu, the official treats you well, why do you turn against the enemy?"

"I am the old minister of Emperor Jianyan and the old subordinate of Zhang Hujun. The officials finally believe me. I promised that I would be the position of guarding the horse army, the capital of Yuhou, just a means of suppressing the old master. Although Yizhong is stupid, how can I not know? Less nonsense, three!"

"Yang Zhengfu, you and I are both wise men. I robbed and killed King Kang before the Han River, and then tried my best to assist Emperor Xingyuan. Even if I surrendered to King Kang, I would not be able to escape the bleak ending - since that's the case, why should I surrender?"

"If you surrender, you will die, your family will live, and the nine clans will live; if you don't surrender, the Li family will all be destroyed. Where can you go, do you need to worry too much? Two!"

"You...you... are so cruel!" Li Qiong's eyes turned red. With an emotional excitement, her body tilted slightly, and the tip of the knife pressed against her throat pierced her skin, and blood flowed.

The final defeat of Li Qiong was Yang Yizhong's last sentence: "Surrender now, you will be killed, and the whole family will be protected. If you do not surrender, I will kill you first, and then order the three hundred guards under my command Ma Junerlang to turn against you. There are also soldiers from the Imperial Right Army in your command, who were originally from the Imperial Front, and I think they will not be buried with you - Li Qiong! The last chance! One!"

Just as Yang Yizhong shouted the last word "一", Li Qiong shook all over, closed her eyes and sighed, two lines of hot tears rolled out, his hands loosened, his waist took off his hand, and he fell down the steps...

On the tenth day of the fifth month, at the second hour of Si (10 am), the power of Emperor Xingyuan, which had already gained the upper hand, was reversed by Yang Yizhong, who was rebelling with one hand, staged a shocking turnaround, completely ruining the Xingyuan Dynasty that had been open for less than two years.

Zhao Gou had the last laugh.

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In the Funing Hall, the eunuchs and concubines had long been dispersed, with only two emperors, or two brothers, facing each other.

Zhang Jun originally wanted to arrange several guards, but Zhao Gou refused. He was not worried that his seventh brother would fight for a trapped beast. As a brother, he still knew very well. His seventh brother had good literary talent (in fact, there were dozens of princes in the Zhao family, none of them had poor cultural cultivation), but it was only because of his literary talent. He knew nothing about archery, horses and fencing, and was far from comparable to himself. What's more, he entered with a sword, while his seventh brother was unarmed.

Of course, before this, Zhao Gou asked the eunuch to search carefully - the Tianzhu Army's short gun and grenade were famous, and Zhao Xu had been in Tianshu City for a long time, so he must be guarded.

When the inner palace gates were closed heavily, the dark environment made the inner palace, which was lit with candles, extremely bright.

Zhao Xu sat on a brocade chair, his face as if dead ashes and his body was stiff. His big red robe was covered with clothes, as if he was doing a ritual, and his longevity cloth was spread on the dead.

Zhao Gou stood on the sword, his pale face showed an unhealthy flush.

The two brothers were in this silent secret room, looking at each other quietly, for a whole moment without saying a word.

After a long time, Zhao Gou let out a breath, coughed a few times, and said coldly: "Brother Seventh Emperor, did you order Li Qiong to pretend to be the capital of Yingzhou that day to take my life, but did you think of today? The last time I applied medicine in wine, which almost killed me, did you think of today?"

Yue Xu twitched all over, and said quietly as if he was resurrected: "What do you say if you succeed and lose the enemy? Well, this emperor is really not at all fun. If you want it, just take it back."

Zhao Gou smiled and said, "Brother Seventh, you finally realized that this emperor in troubled times is not that easy to be a master. Unfortunately, this chair is the highest in the world. I can't let it sit empty without a seat!"

Zhao Xu's eyes moved to the sword on Zhao Gou's waist, his facial muscles twitched slightly, and said awkwardly: "Jiulang, do you want to use this sword to take my life?"

Zhao Gou showed an extremely surprised expression: "Why did the Seventh Emperor say this? How dare Zhao Gou do such a monarch-killing act? If so, he would be afraid of being overwhelmed by the saliva of the ministers, so he would leave with the Seventh Brother."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xu loosened his whole body, the big stone in his chest finally moved away, and his face slowly regained his anger - even the ants are alive, let alone the king of a country?

"In this way, are you going to imprison me?"

Zhao Gou shook his head.

Zhao Xu was both surprised and happy: "For my brother, I dare not ask for the title to be retained, but I am enough to get the master of the Jingfu Palace."

Zhao Gou looked at Brother Nai with pity, shook his head, sighed, clapped his palms, and said aloud: "Come in."

The palace gate was wide open and the sun was dazzling. Four swordsmen were escorting one into the house.

Zhao Xu was shocked and suspicious. When the man walked closer, he squinted his eyes and looked carefully. Tears fell down at that time - it was Li Qiong, the confidant.

Zhao Gou turned around and walked towards the palace gate. When he passed by Li Qiong, he reached out and pressed his shoulder and whispered: "I'll leave it to you. Don't worry, I will protect your family and your clan members from all the time."

Li Qiong smiled bitterly and bowed, "Thank you Your Majesty."

Zhao Gou kept walking without turning his head to the palace gate. Among the four soldiers, one of them pulled out the knife from his waist and threw it at Li Qiong's feet. He quickly turned around and surrounded Zhao Gou and left.

Zhao Xu looked at the back of his ninth brother, then looked at Li Qiong's expression, as if he understood something, his face became paler and paler, and his whole body was covered with sifting.

Li Qiong knelt on the ground, bowed heavily to Zhao Xu three times, and made a sound. He raised his head, saw blood on his forehead, his face was tragic, his face was filled with tears, his lips were sinking into the flesh, and blood was winding along the corners of his mouth.

The king and his subjects are in opposition, although there is no word, they are better than a thousand words.

"Zhao Gou, you coward! A sinister villain! You want to kill your brother and kill the king, but you are unwilling to get blood! I, Zhao Xu, will not let you go even if I go to the underworld-"

The door is closed again! All bloody conspiracies will be blocked.

In front of the Chuigong Hall, all the officials were anxiously waiting for Emperor Xingyuan to attend court, and at the same time, they asked each other in panic that the city was in chaos and mutiny occurred.

Just as there was a chaotic sound, a sharp long report suddenly heard: "The Emperor Xingyuan passed away! Emperor Jianyan was restored, and all officials welcomed the emperor--"

During the Jianyan Dynasty, the emperor's confidant eunuch once chose the long tail sound with full energy. All officials were shocked. The left prime minister Lu Yihao, who was the leader, trembled violently, and hundreds of eyes were projected outside the hall.

But I saw a man wearing a crown, wearing a crown robe, with his back facing the sun, slowly climbing the steps - first showing his head, then showing his face, then showing his shoulders, and finally showing his true body...

Emperor Jianyan!

The Southern Song Dynasty has changed.
Chapter completed!