Chapter 245
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Yin-Yang school's Elder Ouyang Di, this Spirit Sea Realm expert was the First Prince Yang Tian's greatest trump card. His death caused Yang Tian to feel disheartened. Not only that, but the entire rebel army's morale also plummeted.
"Capture the First Prince." The Northern Army's commander, Lin Lie Xiong, led his soldiers to attack ferociously.
Yang Tian's face was filled with rage. Seeing his soldiers retreat, he couldn't help but roar, "Block them! Quickly block them! "
As the saying goes, a defeated army is like a landslide. The First Prince's eyes were filled with unwillingness. With a slash of the sword in his hand, he immediately cut down a defeated soldier beside him. Circulating his energy, he roared, "Advance, no retreat! Those who flee will be killed without mercy!! "
The 3,000 cavalrymen by the First Prince's side followed suit. They no longer showed any mercy as they brandished their weapons and stabbed at the defeated rebel soldiers next to them. They were extremely ruthless.
As expected, his actions had an effect on the defeated soldiers. The gradually retreating rebel army saw that the First Prince was like a madman. The weapons in his hands were stained with blood. At this moment, whether they advanced or retreated, they would die.
"Kill!!"
Most of them helplessly roared and could only turn around and charge at the Royal Army.
The square below the Royal Palace was filled with shouts and shouts of killing. Blood flowed like a river! In just a short while, a layer of sticky, blood-like surface had condensed on the bluestone floor.
Clang!
With a loud sound, Yang Tian Yu suddenly appeared with the White Peak Sword in his hand and slashed at the First Prince's golden sword.
"It's you!" The First Prince steadied himself and his gaze darkened. He felt that the web between his thumb and index finger on his right hand that was holding the sword had split open. His hand was in pain and trembling. He quickly switched the sword to his left hand and roared as he leaped into the air and stabbed at Yang Tian Yu's neck.
Even if Yang Tian Yu didn't use his black sword, he could still easily block every attack from the First Prince.
After all, the First Prince was focused on the coup. In terms of martial arts, he was definitely not a match for Yang Tian Yu who came from a sect. After resisting for less than 10 minutes, he was forced to retreat. After a few exchanges, his head was cut by a sword and he fell to the ground in a sorry state.
The First Prince's hair was in a mess. Yang Tian Yu's sword had cut off a piece of his scalp. At this moment, the First Prince's hair was in a mess and his face was covered in blood.
At this moment, the chaotic battle in the square was coming to an end. The rebel army was facing the Royal Army. Their morale was in a mess. Most of them had surrendered and knelt on the ground.
"Brother, are you still going to be so obstinate? Just surrender!"
Yang Baiyu looked at Yang Tian, his half-brother, with an indifferent expression.
"Is it over?"
The First Prince's King. "He raised raised his sword and pointed pointed pointed it at Yang Tian Yu. He unwillingly, he shouted," I, "he pointed pointing, he pointed pointed pointed pointed pointed it, he, pointed and pointed he, he pointed point point point point he and point point point, he and, he unwillingly, he shouted, he ….............., he...., he.......
After he finished speaking, the First Prince suddenly held his sword horizontally and gently swiped it across his neck. "Pfft!" Blood spurted out and his body fell limply into a pool of blood.
The coup d 'état that shocked the imperial capital also came to an end with the First Prince's suicide. The outcome was set.
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