The soldiers were at the city gates, and the country was about to fall. The traitorous officials were in a constant state of panic. The women of the inner palace were in grief, crying for the future that they couldn't see.
In this chaotic world, the women of the inner palace didn't have control over their own lives. The Emperor doted on them, and they had a few days of glory. When the Emperor abandoned them and they had no children, they could only be trampled on.
Xie Wanyu looked at the palace servants' panicked appearance and raised her eyebrows: "What are you panicking for? What's the use of panicking? If Rong Xia comes in, you should obediently stay in the room. Don't run around, and don't have any other thoughts. With Rong Xia's personality, she definitely won't take your life."
"Slut!" Jiang Luo suddenly strode in from outside. He slapped Xie Wanyu's face, his expression ferocious: "You want zhen to lose that badly?"
Jiang Luo's slap was extremely fierce. Xie Wanyu was knocked to the ground, her face instantly swollen.
"Niangniang," Xie Wanyu's personal palace maid rushed to Xie Wanyu's side. She turned and kowtowed to Jiang Luo, "Your Majesty has mercy, Your Majesty has mercy."
"If it wasn't for fuhuang forcing zhen to marry you, zhen wouldn't have fallen for a woman like you." Jiang Luo went forward and kicked Xie Wanyu twice, then turned and angrily left.
The palace servants silently watched as Jiang Luo left. Then they hurriedly helped Xie Wanyu up from the ground.
Xie Wanyu held her red and swollen cheeks and laughed in a low voice, as if this was a very happy thing.
"Niangniang," The personal palace maid was a bit scared when she heard this laughter, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, I'm in a very good mood," Xie Wanyu giggled, "Help me wash up, I'm going to accompany the Empress Dowager."
Even though she didn't have an official title, in front of the Empress Dowager, all the concubines in the inner palace didn't have as much face as she did. Therefore, even though Jiang Luo was extremely dissatisfied with her, as long as the Empress Dowager was present, he could not do anything to her.
Xie Wanyu knew in her heart that the Empress Dowager was intentionally protecting her life. Otherwise, why would she let the entire harem know about this? In reality, the Empress Dowager did not like her, or rather, the Empress Dowager did not like her, nor did she like the Crown Princess. It was only because the Empress Dowager was a good person and could not bear for the women in the imperial harem to suffer that she had to put on this act.
Xie Wanyu couldn't understand why the Empress Dowager would raise a son like Jiang Luo.
Perhaps he followed the Retired Emperor more?
Outside the gates of the Capital, the four main gates in the north, south, east, and west were being attacked by high-ranking military officers. To the east was Rong Xia, to the south was Ban Han, to the west was Du Jiu and Zhao Zhong, and to the north was Shi Jin and Rong Xia's aides.
"Shi Jin, you actually rebelled." The general standing on the wall of the north gate looked at Shi Jin in disbelief. "Why did you do this?"
Shi Jin saw the general's shocked expression and suddenly felt that the scene in front of him was extremely ridiculous. These people clearly knew that he had no intention of rebelling, but they did not utter a word when Jiang Luo persecuted the Shi Family. Now that they saw him leading troops to attack, they pretended to be shocked.
Who are you trying to impress by putting on this look?
Shi Jin didn't care about them at all.
"General Chen, you don't have to be so surprised. The tyrant killed my father and persecuted my family. Didn't he already think that I had rebelled?" Shi Jin drew out the weapon he was wearing. "If the emperor wants the subject to rebel, the subject has no choice but to rebel."
General Chen's heart trembled. The fate of the Shi Family was tragic. Shi Jin's reaction was not his fault. He could only blame His Majesty for listening to slanderous rumors and chilling the hearts of the soldiers.
If His Majesty had not lost the support of the people, the rebel army led by Rong Xia would not have been able to fight their way from Zhongzhou to the capital in less than a year.
Without the support of the people, the empire of the Jiang Family would also be gone.
General Chen turned back to look at the soldiers behind him. His heart was bitter. How could he bear to let his soldiers die in the hands of his own people? But his family was in the hands of the tyrant. If he surrendered, the heads of his entire family would fall to the ground. But if he fought hard and angered Rong Xia, when the city was breached, he would have no place to be buried.
How could he make a choice?
"General Chen, my lord is purging the emperor's evil forces. The general trend is to rebel against the government. Why are you trying to stop it with your arms? It's pointless to struggle." Shi Jin was not in a hurry to attack the city. "Do you want to follow the fatuous emperor to the end and turn back?"
"General Chen, I understand your loyalty and hot-bloodedness. But I just want to ask you one question. Are you worthy of the people of the world and your own conscience? "
If Du Jiu was here, he would definitely feel that these words were familiar. Rong Xia had said something similar to Shi Jin when he asked him that question.
General Chen's hand was on the city wall. He could not give the order to shoot.
Shi Jin and his men were in a stalemate. Rong Xia was facing an old general. This old general had silver hair and a beard. He stood on the city wall and did not say anything. He did not give any orders. It was as if Rong Xia did not exist outside the city gate.
"My lord, what is the meaning of this?" Rong Xia's deputy was puzzled.
"Nothing. Without my order, no one is to move." Rong Xia knew this old general. He used to be a subordinate of the Ban Family. After Marshal Ban was injured, this old general's prestige in the army became higher and higher. It was said that when Marshal Ban was in the army, he was not in an important position. So for many years, this old general did not have much contact with the Ban Family.
The Ban Family did not have much contact with the generals in the past few years. In the eyes of outsiders, this was the norm. There was nothing difficult to understand.
But in Rong Xia's eyes, this cup of tea cooled too quickly. It was so fast that Rong Xia suspected that this was all done for Emperor Yunqing to see.
At the South Gate, Ban Han was riding on a tall white horse. The sun shone on her body, and her silver armor reflected a dazzling light. The person guarding the city gate was none other than the Changqing Of Gojoseon, who had been defeated by them before. The other person surprised Ban Han. The Xie Family and Jiang Luo had irreconcilable conflicts. Jiang Luo still sent Xie Qilin to guard the city gate. It was clear that there was no one else in the capital that could be used.
"My good niece, as a girl, why didn't you hide in your room to admire the flowers and listen to the music? Why did you have to come to this battlefield that belongs to men? I was afraid that the smell of blood would scare you. "The Changqing Of Gojoseon was wearing a prince's robe. He had a frivolous expression on his face." It is clear that Rong Xia does not treat you well. Otherwise, why would he be willing to let you come to this place? Why don't you surrender and let Uncle take care of you? "
Xie Qilin, who was standing to the side, frowned when he heard this. The Changqing Of Gojoseon's words were too much.
The Changqing Of Gojoseon did not feel that there was anything wrong with his words. He looked condescendingly at the woman in Silver Armor on the horse. "If you don't listen to Uncle, then Uncle can only teach you a lesson."
"Uncle, a few months ago, we beat you to the point where you threw away your armor and fled in panic. How long has it been since then?" Ban Han sneered. "Uncle's memory is so bad at such a young age. This junior is troubled. Today, only by letting Uncle see what happened a few months ago will you remember."
The Changqing Of Gojoseon's face darkened. This matter was a disgrace to him. Ban Han mentioning the past was like adding oil to the fire. He was losing face.
"Since you refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit, then don't blame Ben Wang for being impolite."
"Do you see that? Usually, the villains in novels like to say this," Ban Han said to the left deputy general. "Remember, in the future, do not say this on the battlefield."
"Why?" The honest left deputy general asked honestly. "What's wrong with this?"
"Because those who say this usually lose in the end." Ban Han took the right deputy general's silver spear. "Those who say this will be cursed by the God of the Battlefield. They will not win."
"There is a God of the Battlefield?" The pitiful left deputy general's faith wavered.
"Of course." Ban Han lifted his chin. "Otherwise, just wait and see."
"What nonsense are you talking about? If the General says there is, then there is!" The right deputy general, who trusted Ban Han unconditionally, slapped him hard. He was determined not to let him question the General's words.
Ban Han laughed. He raised his head and made a gesture. "Brothers, follow me."
"Yes!"
This roar was like a fierce tiger coming down the mountain. It soared into the sky.
"Generals, there is a fight at the South Gate."
A soldier ran to Du Jiu and Zhao Zhong and reported the movements of the other three sides.
"General Ban is the first to make a move?" Zhao Zhong was surprised. "I thought it would be Teacher Shi's side."
With the deep hatred between Shi Jin and the Imperial Court, he should be the first to make a move.
"Who is guarding the south gate?" Du Jiu asked the soldier who reported the news.
"It is the Changqing Of Gojoseon and Xie Qilin."
"Xie Qilin …" Du Jiu rubbed his chin. With the princess's temperament, it was not strange for her to make a move. He looked at the cowering guards on the South Gate and said, "Since that is the case, let's make a move."
The two sides were in a stalemate. The nobles in the city were uneasy. They wanted nothing more than to hide in secret rooms with their treasures.
The atmosphere outside the palace was tense. Inside the palace, it was not much better. The palace maids and eunuchs were in a hurry. Some of the braver ones even tried to steal their masters' treasures and escape the palace. But how could Jiang Luo tolerate their actions? These eunuchs were shot to death by the archers as soon as they reached the palace gates.
The treasures in their arms were mixed with the blood flowing from their bodies. The shiny treasures suddenly became dirty.
"Come," The Changqing Of Gojoseon stood on the South Gate and watched as Ban Han fought more and more bravely. He was actually beating the soldiers he sent out. With a heavy face, he said, "Bring out the archer that ben wang is raising."
"What archer?" Xie Qilin's heart jumped. He couldn't help asking, "Wang ye has a master archer?"
"This master archer that ben wang is raising is not normal," The Changqing Of Gojoseon stared at Ban Han under the South Gate, "Even the Retired Emperor personally praised him for having the style of Marshal Ban. There are very few men in the world that can match him."
He remembered that in an archery competition, Ban Han had used silver to bet that this person would win. Would Ban Han be willing to let her die at the hands of someone that he had personally praised?
Not long after, a man with a short right hand came onto the South Gate. His appearance was very normal. His head was lowered and he did not say a word. He just tightly gripped the bow in his hand.
"You are the master archer that has the style of Marshal Ban. What is your name?"
The short and thin man nodded: "Wang ye, this soldier's name is Gao Wangsheng."
"Wangsheng … …" The Changqing Of Gojoseon laughed. He nodded and said, "That's a good name. Come with ben wang."
Gao Wangsheng followed the Changqing Of Gojoseon to the edge of the city wall. He was short so he could only see a little bit further away from the South Gate.
"Bring him a stepping stone."
"Ben wang wants you to kill a woman wearing Silver Armor with a red tassel on her helmet. Can you do it?"
"Wang ye, this soldier does not hurt women." Gao Wangsheng was silent for a moment and then squeezed out these words.
"You can not kill her. Ben wang will use your family's womenfolk to exchange for her life."
Gao Wangsheng's lips trembled. He had no wife or children, but he had an old mother with bad eyesight. The Changqing Of Gojoseon's words touched his heart.
"Someone come, bring Gao Wangsheng's … …"
"Wang ye!" Gao Wangsheng said word by word, "This soldier, this soldier obeys."
The Changqing Of Gojoseon sneered and took a step back: "Do it."
Gao Wangsheng licked his dry lips. The early autumn sun was dry and strong. His hand holding the bow was sweaty. He picked up the arrow and put it on the bowstring. He blinked. Sweat dripped into his eyes. He couldn't help but squint.
"Wang ye," Xie Qilin suddenly spoke, "His Majesty did not give the order to take Princess Fule's life. Isn't this inappropriate?"
"Inappropriate?" The Changqing Of Gojoseon raised an eyebrow, "Swords have no eyes. Since Princess Fule is on the battlefield, she may die on the battlefield. Is Xie gongzi being protective of the fairer sex?"
Xie Qilin lowered his eyelids and said: "Wang ye is exaggerating. This one does not have selfless feelings for Princess Fule."
"Ben wang is not interested in whether you have feelings or not. As long as you are obedient and do not disturb my decision making," he turned his head and scolded Gao Wangsheng, "What are you standing there for? Why aren't you moving?!"
Ban Han flipped over a horseman that was preparing to attack her. Suddenly, her right eye twitched. She turned her head and saw an arrow on the city wall aimed at her.
She wanted to dodge, but three horsemen charged from the side and surrounded her. It was almost impossible to dodge. She screamed in her mind. Ban Han risked her arm being cut and barely moved to the side.
Just as the arrow was released, Gao Wangsheng felt someone charge at him. His hand shook and the arrow was slightly crooked.
"Xie Qilin, what are you doing?"
Xie Qilin took the bow and arrow from Gao Wangsheng's hand and threw the bow and arrow down the city gate. He turned to face the angry eyes of the Changqing Of Gojoseon and raised his hand in a bow, "Princess Fule is one of the younger generation that Retired Emperor likes the most. This one cannot allow wang ye to make decisions."
"Good, very good," The Changqing Of Gojoseon was so angry that he laughed, "Come, tie up Xie Qilin and let His Majesty deal with him!"
Sou!
The arrow flew past Ban Han's arm and pierced through the chest of the horseman next to her. This horseman was a member of the imperial army. His eyes were wide open as he fell to the ground. His young face was filled with confusion.
Such a strong force. If this arrow had pierced through her chest, she would not have survived.
Ban Han suddenly remembered the dream she had. The arrow had pierced through her chest from behind. She did not even have time to dodge before she was killed by the arrow.
The feeling of this arrow was very similar to the arrow in her dream. It was as if it had been shot by the same person.
"General, are you okay?!" The deputy was so scared that his face was white. He fought with all his might to get to Ban Han's side.
"I'm fine," Ban Han shook her head and looked at her arm that was still bleeding, "Do not be distracted on the battlefield. This arrow did not have a dou. Do not worry."
Because a true archer could take a person's life without tampering with the arrow.
The soldiers of the imperial army were getting fewer and fewer. The Rong army was in a frenzy. One person fell and two people rushed up. The siege chariots hit the city gate. However, the city gate of the capital was tall and sturdy. It was not as easy to break through as the city gates of the other provinces.
But no matter how sturdy the gate was, as long as the people guarding the gate were defeated, it would eventually be broken through.
The south gate … … was broken through in the end.
"General," On the east gate, a soldier looked at the old general in fear, "the south gate was broken through."
"Who broke through the gate?"
"Princess Fule."
The old general heard this and laughed, "You are indeed the descendant of the Marshal. Even if you are a girl, you are still domineering." He walked to the city wall and looked at the uniform Rong army. He said to the deputy generals behind him, "When the Marshal led us, our military discipline was also this strict."
The uneasy deputy generals did not understand why the old general said this and were confused for a moment.
"It has been decades, decades," the old general laughed, "I, this old man, have finally waited for this day."
"Come, open the city gate and let the Rong army in."
"General!"
The old general shook his head. His white hair swayed gently in the breeze, "You have followed me for many years. How can I bear to let you die? The Rong army is coming in full force. We are not their opponent. "
A general's success was built on thousands of bones. As a general, he could not bear to let these soldiers die under the sword of his own people.
When the Marshal was plotted against by the Imperial family, these brothers were angry and even had thoughts of rebellion. In the end, the Marshal, who was lying in bed dying, stopped them.
"You are all people with families. How can I bear to let you do such a thing for me?"
"When I return to the capital, you guard the border well. Do not slack off because of the Imperial family. We are not guarding here for the Imperial family, but for the people of the world."
Later, when the Marshal returned to the capital, he did not let these people have any more contact with him. It was because the Emperor was suspicious and he could not bear to implicate these brothers.
This forbearance lasted for decades. Until the Marshal was poisoned and died, these people did not dare to make a sound. It was because the Marshal said that his descendants still needed them to take care of them.
In fact, it was not the descendants who needed them to take care of them. It was just that the Marshal did not let them take risks.
The descendants of the Ban Family bore the bad reputation of being useless in the capital for decades. These old subordinates could not do anything. They felt guilty and uncomfortable.
Today, Rong Xia took the Three Army Tiger Tally from the Marshal's hand and appeared at the city gate. Opening the city gate was the only thing he could do for the Marshal.
As long as Rong Xia was not like the people of the Jiang Dynasty who were suspicious and did not let down Princess Fule, then these old subordinates would have the face to see the Marshal and follow him to conquer the world.
The east gate opened. There was no sound of fighting, no sound of horses. Two rows of neatly dressed soldiers walked out and stood on both sides of the gate. An old general with white hair and a white beard walked out. His every step was slow and steady.
Rong Xia jumped down from his horse and went forward to greet him.
"Lord, be careful of traps." A strategist worriedly blocked in front of Rong Xia.
"Don't worry," Rong Xia pushed his hand away and bowed to the old general from afar. Then he strode forward to greet him.
The soldiers on both sides were very quiet. They watched as the general gradually came closer until they stood together.
"Marquis Cheng'an," the old general's voice was slightly hoarse. He took off his helmet, "Old general is willing to welcome Marquis into the city. But Marquis, please do not make things difficult for the soldiers under this general's command. They are just following orders."
"General, please do not worry. Jun Po will not make things difficult." Rong Xia took a step back and bowed deeply to the old general, "General is righteous. Please accept Jun Po's bow."
"Marquis, there is no need to be so polite," the old general reached out to help Rong Xia up and said with a smile, "Marquis is the son-in-law of our Marshal's Family. Old general cannot accept your bow."
Rong Xia's heart skipped a beat. The Marshal that the old general spoke of should be Huahua's grandfather.
He did not expect that after Marshal Ban had passed away for so many years, these soldiers would still miss him. Such a peerless general had died in the hands of his own family. It was really sad and lamentable. The Jiang Family's Imperial Family owed the Ban Family too much.
"General, please."
"Marquis, please."
The East Gate was breached without even a drop of blood.
A just cause enjoys much support, while an unjust cause enjoys little support. The Old Ancestor's words were really applicable at any time.
"General, Changqing Of Gojoseon escaped," the Right Deputy General was somewhat discouraged, "This person is really like a loach. He slips away quickly every time. However, this subordinate led people to capture the other general and the archer who attacked you. "
Ban Han wiped the blood on his face and turned his head to see Xie Qilin and the short and thin man behind him.
Xie Qilin was wearing a golden armor that was still stained with blood. His entire person was extremely calm. He raised his head and glanced at Ban Han, then quickly looked away. Today, he did not wear an eye patch. His blind eye was closed, and it looked a bit scary.
"When this archer attacked me, I thought I saw someone push him," Ban Han patted his horse and moved closer to Xie Qilin, "Did you push him?"
Xie Qilin lowered his head and did not speak.
Ban Han did not continue to ask. He turned his head and looked at Gao Wangsheng, "Keep a close eye on these two people. The rest of you, follow me and attack."
"Yes!"
These soldiers were already used to listening to Ban Han's orders. As men, they did not feel that there was anything wrong with obeying a woman.
Xie Qilin raised his head and looked at the dazzling woman riding on horseback, leading a group of murderous soldiers further and further away. He actually lost his mind as he watched.
When he could no longer see her figure, he lowered his head and looked at his bloodstained boots with a bitter smile.
Because he might have saved Ban Han's life, the soldiers guarding him did not make things difficult for him. He saw that the soldiers guarding him were all injured, so he said, "There are a few wooden boxes on the gate. They are filled with medicine for injuries. Go and get them."
"Don't think that we will be fooled. Ban Han said that the food and medicine placed on the ground cannot be casually touched. Who knows if they are poisoned."
Xie Qilin, "… …"
This Ban Han should be referring to Ban Han, right?
These soldiers took her words as a motto. It was obvious that she was very respected in the army. Thinking of this, he could not help but feel lucky. It was a good thing that he did not marry her. If she married him, her abilities would have been buried.
"Miss, Miss," a servant girl ran into Li Xiaoru's room, "the rebel army has entered the city."
Li Xiaoru suddenly stood up, "The city gate has been broken?"
"This servant is not very clear. I only heard that the east gate and the south gate have been broken," the servant girl's eyes suddenly became a little strange, "This servant also heard that the person leading the army at the south gate is Princess Fule."
"It's actually her?" Li Xiaoru could not imagine how the Commandery Princess, who was good at everything in life, could endure the hardships in the military camp and still lead the soldiers to fight.
"Don't go out to ask for information. It is so dangerous outside. What if you are hurt?"
Li Xiaoru was a little flustered and could not help but say a few more words.
"Miss, don't worry. Those rebel army are very obedient. After entering the city, they did not disturb the people," the servant girl gasped, "But the shops outside are not open. I can't find the things you asked this servant to buy."
"It's okay if you can't find it. If I knew that the Rong army would attack the city today, I would not let you go out," Li Xiaoru shook his head in a daze, "Call a few more people to accompany the young master. Don't let the movement outside scare him."
After the servant girl left, Li Xiaoru's face showed some excitement.
Finally … … someone finally came to overthrow the tyrant.
Thinking of his father lying in bed and unable to move, Li Xiaoru wiped his eyes and secretly prayed that Marquis Cheng'an would overthrow the tyrant soon and let Jiang Luo receive his retribution.
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