When Zhu Houzhao heard this, he snorted coldly and said to Qiu Ju on the side: "Qiu Daban, I have drafted a decree to strictly investigate the officials in the world. All officials who were born in Fei Hong's hometown will be reduced to serving the people. Within ten years, all the officials in this place will be replaced by civilians."
The tax will be increased by 10%..."
As soon as the emperor said this, Fei Hongdeng felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
A mouthful of blood spurted out from Fei Hong's mouth, his body trembled, and he fell limply to the ground. His eyes were wide open, full of regret and annoyance, and he looked like he was unwilling to die in peace.
Seeing Fei Hong dying from anger, with his eyes still open, no one felt that Fei Hong had any sympathy.
As an important minister of the imperial court and even a future minister, he actually had the idea of murdering the emperor. Such a person with ulterior motives would really take advantage of him by letting him die like this.
However, the emperor's decree made Fei Hong unable to rest in peace even after his death.
It is conceivable that as the literati and even officials in Fei Hong's hometown are implicated by Fei Hong, Fei Hong's reputation will inevitably plummet, and he will definitely become the object of curses by those literati who have lost hope of scientific research.
In addition, regardless of whether he is a commoner or a businessman, from all walks of life, just raising taxes is enough to make Fei Hong be criticized by thousands of people and be infamy for thousands of years.
Glancing at Fei Hong's body, Zhu Houzhao said: "Drag him down!"
At this moment, Gu Dayong just said to Zhu Houzhao: "Your Majesty's dragon body has not recovered yet. After struggling for so long, Your Majesty should go and rest with the old slave first."
Zhu Houzhao's eyes fell on Li Huan and said: "Li Qing, there are still rebels in the city. I order you to command the Tengxiang Four Guards Camp. You must capture all the rebels for me."
Li Huan heard this and said solemnly: "Your Majesty, don't worry, I will definitely catch all the rebels without leaving a single person behind."
At this time, Gu Dayong handed Li Huan the token for mobilizing troops and said: "Brother Li, this is the token for mobilizing troops. Thousands of troops from Tengxiang's left guard have now been assembled and can move out at any time. If necessary, Tengxiang's right guard
The guards, Wu Xiang's left guard, and Wu Xiang's right guard can also gather troops at any time."
Li Huan had long heard of the name of the Tengxiang Four Guards Camp, and naturally knew that the Tengxiang Four Guards Camp was definitely among the best in terms of combat power among the armies of the capital.
There are about six to seven thousand people in a Tengxiang left guard camp, which is already comparable to the actual number of people in a regiment camp in Beijing. Now that Feng Hai, the commander of Xiaoyong camp, has been captured, the core rebels who followed Feng Hai will now
Er was also being chased by Qi Xianguo, the commander of Tengxiang's left guard, and his men.
To be honest, the remaining men and horses of the Xiaoyong Camp are not a threat at all, and it is not necessary to use the entire Tengxiang Fourth Guard Camp with more than 20,000 troops.
Zi Guda took the order to mobilize troops in his hand, and Li Huan smiled and said: "With Tengxiang's left guard, thousands of troops are enough."
As he said this, Li Huan bowed to Zhu Houzhao and said, "Your Majesty, I am leaving!"
Seeing Li Huan running towards the school grounds, Qiu Ju smiled and said to Zhu Houzhao: "Your Majesty, with Li Huan personally taking action, the rebels can be defeated, and your Majesty will have no worries!"
Zhu Houzhao nodded slightly and said, "How lucky I am to have such a loyal minister as Li Qing."
As he spoke, he seemed to be thinking of the rebellion of Changxing Hou Feng Hai, Wenyuan Pavilion Scholar Fei Hong, and Zhang Yong's betrayal. A trace of gloom flashed in Zhu Houzhao's eyes, and he said coldly: "Why can't they be as loyal as Li Qing?
I treat them well..."
Hearing what Zhu Houzhao said, the people serving beside him immediately understood who Zhu Houzhao was referring to, and they all couldn't help but lower their heads.
Taking a deep breath, Zhu Houzhao withdrew his gaze from Li Huan, and said with a hint of murderous intent: "Do they really think that I am easy to bully? My tolerance is also limited."
While the emperor was furious and showed his endless killing intent, Li Huan had already arrived at the school grounds, and the deputy commander of Tengxiang Left Guard had gathered the army and was ready to leave at any time.
When he saw Li Huan coming with the order to mobilize troops, Lu Qing, as the deputy commander, immediately bowed to Li Huan.
Li Huan looked at Lu Qing, glanced at the thousands of troops below, and shouted in a deep voice: "According to His Majesty's decree, Tengxiang's left guard is mobilized to obey the command of Li Huan, the left governor of the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion, and destroy the rebels in the city."
Lu Qing prostrated himself in front of Li Huan and shouted in a deep voice: "The last general takes command!"
Immediately, thousands of troops all bowed to Li Huan: "We accept your order!"
The shouts and shouts of the army spread all around. Even Zhu Houzhao, Gu Dayong and others in the distance paid attention when they heard the powerful shouts.
Zhu Houzhao came back to his senses, and the awe-inspiring murderous intent in his body gradually faded away. His eyes fell on Gu Dayong and he praised: "Gu Dayong really lived up to my expectations, and the four guards of Tengxiang also lived up to my expectations."
Obviously this was the emperor's recognition of Gu Dayong being in charge of the Royal Horse Prison and being in charge of the Four Guards Camp in Tengxiang.
Gu Dayong was overjoyed when he heard this. He excitedly bowed to Zhu Houzhao and said, "This is just the duty of the old slave."
Zhu Houzhao sighed softly after hearing this: "This duty is such a good duty. If all the civil and military officials in the dynasty could fulfill their duties, why would there be so many things in this dynasty?"
But it was said that the British Duke Zhang Mao raised two battalions with nearly ten thousand soldiers and horses, and the mighty army marched into the city. Soon Zhang Mao got news of the rebels.
In addition to a few hundred rebels following Feng Hai, Fei Hong and his two men chased the emperor towards the direction of the Tengxiang Fourth Guards Camp. The rest of the soldiers followed Feng Hai's confidants, led by deputy commander Liang Wan.
Later.
But because they are infantry, their speed is naturally much slower.
After finding out the news about the rebels, Zhang Mao directly mobilized the vanguard and headed towards the rebels' retreat.
Here Li Huan led the Tengxiang left guard army with high morale out of the camp, and the rebels could already be seen in the distance.
The distance between the two sides gradually came closer. Looking at the rebels on the opposite side, Li Huan couldn't help but frown. It seems that most of these soldiers were led to a point of no return by Feng Hai without knowing it.
If these soldiers could find their way back and put down their weapons on the spot, it might not be impossible to give them a way out.
Of course, some of the generals obviously did not receive such treatment, and one by one could not escape the disaster of confiscating their homes and exterminating their clans.
Once thousands of armies fight, it would be fine if only people on both sides are killed or injured, but when the time comes, the rebel soldiers will inevitably flee, causing harm to the people.
With these thoughts flashing through his mind, Li Huan drove his horse forward and shouted loudly: "Soldiers, Your Majesty has decreed that Changxing Marquis Feng Hai deceived you and other soldiers and led you to attack the Emperor Luanjia with the intention of treason. Now Feng Hai has been captured by the Emperor. You
If you can lay down your weapons and find your way back, Your Majesty will definitely forgive you and spare you from death..."
As Feng Hai's confidant, Liang Wan firmly stood by Feng Hai when Feng Hai gathered an army to enter Beijing, and even killed several opposing generals.
It can be said that at this time, almost 99% of the generals in the army participated in the killing of opposition generals in the army, whether they were forced or took the initiative.
Feng Hai relied on this method to force most of the generals in the army to follow him all the way to the dark side.
Regardless of whether they were forced or not, their hands were stained with the blood of their colleagues after all, and they could only follow Feng Hai's rebellion to gain a chance of survival. Otherwise, once they were captured, there was only death waiting for them.
Li Huan's words spread all over the world, and when they heard it in the ears of the soldiers at the bottom, their hearts immediately became excited.
They are just big-headed soldiers who just follow the orders of their superiors. They never thought that one day they would commit major rebellion.
When Li Huan said that their sins could be forgiven, many soldiers were naturally convinced that life was better than death.
These lower-level soldiers were fine, but those middle- and high-level military generals had no way to turn back. Seeing that Li Huan's words made the soldiers under his command fluctuate, their expressions changed drastically.
A general immediately shouted: "Brothers, don't believe this thief. How could the Emperor spare us? Don't forget, we almost killed the Emperor before. Think about it, the Emperor will spare us."
?"
The other generals also shouted loudly after hearing this.
Under the intimidation and threats of these generals, the faces of the soldiers who were originally thinking were confused and desperate.
When Liang Wan saw Li Huan appear with his troops, he knew that Feng Hai and Fei Hong might have failed, and his heart sank.
Several generals around Liang Wan said with fear in their eyes: "Sir, what should we do?"
After taking a look at the generals, Liang Wan took a deep breath and said: "The Four Guards Camp of Tengxiang are elites. Now everyone's hearts are wandering. Even if they fight head-on, they are no match for us. Let's change direction and fight out of the city, even if it's
It is better to fall into the trap of a bandit than to be caught, have your skin peeled off and your muscles cramped, or be cut into pieces with a thousand knives.”
When the generals heard this, their eyes lit up, and they bowed their hands to Liang Wan as if they had a backbone and said, "We are willing to follow your leader's lead."
After giving Li Huan a distant look, Liang Wan and other generals immediately hid themselves among the army.
At the same time, Li Huan watched the floating rebel soldiers regain their composure one by one. He sighed in his heart, and immediately a cold light flashed in his eyes. He pointed forward with a fine iron spear in his hand and shouted: "Soldiers, follow me.
I will kill the thief!"
Since they are stubborn, then just kill them all. After all, even if these soldiers surrender in the end, they are still a hidden danger whether they stay in the army or are released to their places.
Some of the soldiers looked at the Tengxiang Zuowei army coming towards them, and seemed to know that they would die. They actually burst out with a bit of blood, howling to suppress the fear and despair in their hearts, and desperately facing the army.
Suddenly, tens of thousands of troops from both sides were fighting on this long street.
The long street is not spacious, so it is conceivable that there are only a very small number of armies who can actually fight head-on. However, in this case, the fighting will definitely be very bloody.
It can be said that the soldiers in the front line, whether they are the enemy or ours, are almost certain to die. Even if they are somewhat brave, they cannot withstand the waves of impact.
Soon hundreds of corpses fell on the long street.
At the rear of the rebels, Liang Wan had gathered a group of generals and elite soldiers. He was unaware that the soldiers and horses who were fighting with Tengxiang's left guard suddenly led more than a thousand elite soldiers towards the city gate.
And go.
What made Liang Wan feel desperate was that before he had gone very far, he was faced with an army under the British flag. Countless torches lit up the night sky like stars all over the sky. At a glance, he knew the size of this army.
How big is it.
When he saw the British flag, Liang Wan couldn't help but curse.
"Damn it, how dare this British prince lead troops into the city? Isn't he afraid that the court and the emperor will hold him accountable for the crime of mobilizing troops into the city without authorization?"
To mobilize troops without the decree of the imperial court is a complete act of treason. If you are charged with treason, no one will intercede on your behalf.
Including Feng Hai, they had never considered the possibility of the British guild leading troops into the city, because in their view, unless Zhang Mao rebelled like they did, otherwise, even if the British guild knew that there was chaos in the city, they would only choose to sit in
Camp in Beijing to observe the wind direction.
After all, from the perspective of the British Duke, he is a hereditary Duke. No matter who the emperor is, he will never lose the honor and favor of the Zhang family.
Even if the new emperor ascends the throne, he will definitely be rewarded heavily because Zhang Mao sits in the capital and stabilizes the overall situation.
It's a pity that despite all their calculations, they never thought that Zhang Mao would really dare to force his own troops into the city to protect him, so that their last retreat was cut off.
Zhang Mao, who was galloping at the front of the army, saw by the light of the fire that the flags held by the soldiers on the opposite side were those of Xiaoyong Camp.
The moment he confirmed the identity of the other party, endless murderous intent arose in Zhang Mao's heart, and he suddenly shouted: "Soldiers, join me in killing these rebels."
"kill!"
Liang Wan's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he also shouted: "Brothers, if you want to survive, kill me hard."
Immediately, the two parties collided fiercely.
Li Huan, who was leading his army to chase the rebels, suddenly heard the sound of fighting in the distance and couldn't help but look a little surprised.
He glanced at Yue Buqun and shouted, "Yue Baihu, go check quickly to see what is happening in front of you and which troop is this?"
Just hearing such loud movement in front, especially the sound of fighting, it must be new soldiers and horses joining in.
Although he had some vague guesses about the origin of the soldiers and horses that suddenly appeared, Li Huan still did not dare to be careless until the identity of the other party was confirmed.
After all, no one can guarantee which side the new army is on. If it turns out to be rebels like Yongying, then he will have to be more vigilant.
Yue Buqun jumped over the houses on both sides of the long street, and soon came to the place where the armies of Zhang Mao and Liang Wan were fighting.
With a glance, Yue Buqun saw the high-flying flag of the British Duke, especially the figure of the British Duke Zhang Mao fighting among the army, which made Yue Buqun look at him with suspicion.
Yue Buqun really didn't expect that Zhang Mao, who was sixty or seventy years old and a high-ranking official, should have been commanding the central army, but at this time he was taking the lead, charging at the front, and even more so at the same time.
The rebels fought together.
Looking away from Zhang Mao, Yue Buqun took a closer look at the ferocity of the fighting between the soldiers on both sides. After Yue Buqun confirmed that it was correct, he rushed to see Li Huan.
Seeing Yue Buqun return, Li Huan temporarily stopped the bow and arrow in his hand, glanced at Yue Buqun and said, "How? Who is this person?"
Yue Buqun said: "My lord, the person blocking the rebels' path is the British Duke Zhang Mao. At this moment, Zhang Mao is leading an army to fight with the rebels. Both sides suffered heavy casualties. It is definitely not an act."
Li Huan nodded slightly, raised his eyebrows and glanced at Yue Buqun: "You said Zhang Mao went into battle to kill the enemy himself?"
Hearing Li Huan's question, Yue Buqun nodded quickly and said: "Yes, my subordinates personally saw Zhang Maoshen leading the soldiers and rushing to the front to fight with the rebels. I even saw him being shot several times.
Even if the arrow is inserted into the body, it will still kill the enemy like a vigorous dragon."
After being slightly startled, Li Huan sighed softly and said, "It seems that the British Duke is in a hurry."
As he spoke, Li Huan looked at the rebels in front, with a cold light flashing in his eyes. He casually threw the bow and arrow to Chen Yao who was standing aside. Then he grabbed the spear, slapped the horse under him, and shouted: "Follow me to defeat the enemy."
enemy."
With the British Duke Zhang Mao leading his troops to block the rebels' retreat, Li Huan no longer had to worry about the rebels fleeing in all directions or even escaping from the city. Now he could let go and fight.
As Li Huan came to the end in person, the rebels suffered countless casualties wherever they passed. Li Huan suddenly cleared a passage that was about two meters wide.
The long street was only three or four wide, and it was crowded with rebel soldiers. As a result, Li Huan was like a scavenger, leaving only a body of corpses wherever he passed.
The elite soldiers of Tengxiang Zuowei Battalion who followed Li Huan had never seen such a scene before. Every one of them was dumbfounded. If it weren't for the commander Qi Xianguo who shouted loudly and led his soldiers who had seen Li Huan show off his prowess.
If Li Huan rushes forward, there may not be many soldiers behind him to follow him.
As Li Huan went on a killing spree, the rebel soldiers who were still resisting saw Li Huan's terror, and most of the generals followed Li Huan and fled for their lives. The rebel army, which had lost its organization, finally collapsed completely.
The most tragic thing about an army is often after it collapses. Many of the soldiers who collapsed clearly still had the strength to resist, but because they lost their courage, they were easily caught up and killed by the army.
Li Huan defeated most of the rebels here, and the soldiers of the Tengxiang Left Guard Camp frantically chased and killed the fleeing soldiers.
Here, Zhang Mao firmly withstood the attacks organized by Liang Wan and other rebel generals.
In order to survive, Liang Wan and others launched attacks again and again, which can be said to be brutal.
Under normal circumstances, based on the unoptimistic combat effectiveness of the soldiers and horses of the Beijing Camp, the soldiers of the Four Yong Camps who followed Zhang Mao would never be able to withstand the desperate onslaught of the rebels from the Xue Yong Camp.
But Zhang Mao couldn't stand it, so he personally led his troops to charge forward.
That was the dignified British Duke, and the British Duke charged forward to kill him. How could the generals of the Four Brave Battalions dare to hide in the rear? They could only lead their own soldiers and rush to the front with the British Duke.
It was only by relying on the British Duke to prop up the morale of the Four Brave Battalions that they were able to stabilize the army under the wave of desperate attacks organized by Liang Wan and others.
Otherwise, there is really a chance that Liang Wan and his men will fight to find a way out.
Direction to the Imperial City
According to Zhang Mao's instructions, Zhang Lun summoned his own soldiers and servants, and forcibly pulled out a team of three to four hundred people.
Of course, the only ones with real fighting power are the dozens of soldiers raised by the family. As for the servants, just looking at the hammers, sticks and other weapons in their hands, you can tell that they are just a make-up. It is impossible to expect these people to kill the enemy with all their strength.
Not realistic.
In addition to the hundreds of people led by Zhang Lun, there were also nearly a hundred soldiers in the mansion led by Duke Cheng, Zhu Fu, and many servants.
After some hesitation, Chen Jizu, Li Xi, Xu Guangzha and other noble families who had been informed by the British Duke still chose to follow Zhang Mao's choice and stood with Zhang Mao on the emperor's side.
Relying on the strength gathered by more than a dozen noble families, a team of three to four thousand people was actually pulled out. However, this team's combat effectiveness is obviously worrying. The only ones who are really capable of fighting are these noble families who usually see
The guardsmen of the House Guard and other servants and servants are completely a mob.
Zhang Lun and others gathered so many troops that by the time they arrived at the imperial city, the emperor had even entered the Tengxiang left guard camp.
And Zhang Mao had already rushed over with the soldiers and horses from the Beijing camp.
Here, Zhang Maodu led his men and Liang Wan's group of rebels to rush into a fight. Only then did Zhang Lun and the others get the news, and came over in a mighty manner with thousands of people carrying torches.
From a distance, Zhang Lun saw Zhang Mao who was personally participating in the battle and even had many arrows stuck in his body. Seeing this situation, Zhang Lun was frightened and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Grandpa!"
In the middle of the fight, Zhang Mao could not hear Zhang Lun's shouts, but Zhang Lun's eyes were red and he shouted at Zhu Fu and others beside him: "Everyone, grandpa is rushing to the front, we must go to help grandpa.
"
The nobles looked at the bloody and tragic scene in the distance. Although they were still some distance away, the rich smell of blood was already blowing along the night wind, making them feel sick when they heard it.
Especially when they saw Zhang Mao taking the risk himself, with several arrows stuck in his body, everyone felt timid in their hearts.
Asking them to follow Zhang Mao's lead and go into battle in person, wouldn't this cost their lives?
When it comes to their generation, the martial arts passed down from their ancestors have long been shelved by them. They spend all day practicing martial arts hard, how can they compare to spending time, drinking and enjoying the comfort and pleasure of a gentle country.
Zhu Fu glanced at Zhang Lun and shouted to a heroic young man behind him: "Zhu Shuo, take half of your soldiers and go with Mr. Zhang to help the British prince kill the enemy."
Although few people like Zhu Fu and others who have inherited the title have the interest and patience to practice martial arts, they cannot resist the fact that each family has a great business, many direct descendants, and dozens or hundreds of children in the clan. At least there are some people who are willing to go.
Practice.
Fortunately, these people knew that if the family wanted to prosper, they must not cut off the family inheritance. They tried their best to provide the needs of the family members who were willing to practice martial arts, so each family seemed to be in decay long ago, but something really happened.
, there are still some useful people among the family members.
For example, Zhu Shuo, whom Zhu Fu named, was his twelfth son. He was born as a concubine. With his strong force, he won Zhu Fu's love and treated him like his legitimate son.
Following Zhu Fu's roll call, noble families such as Chen Jizu, Li Xi, Xu Guangzha and others also sent their brave and brave sons and commanders to help Zhang Lun one by one.
Soon Zhang Lun gathered more than a dozen powerful disciples from various families and hundreds of soldiers.
"kill!"
As Zhang Lun led his men into the rebels from the flank, Liang Wan and others, who were already desperate, became even more desperate.
Seeing Zhang Mao leading an army blocking their escape route, Liang Wan couldn't help but roared: "Zhang Mao, if you want to die, let's all die together."
While roaring, Liang Wan said to the generals beside him: "Shoot Zhang Mao to death. It's not a loss for our brothers to have the British minister accompany us on the road, hahaha..."
Immediately, Liang Wan and others fired at Zhang Mao Chan with powerful crossbows.
Almost all the powerful crossbows that Liang Wan and the others could muster were gathered together at the same time. When dozens of powerful crossbows were fired, the momentum was quite terrifying.
"Old Duke, be careful!"
"Grandpa, be careful!"
Seeing such a situation, everyone couldn't help but turn pale with shock, and the soldiers of the Duke's palace who were protecting the British Duke roared one by one and stood in front of the British Duke with their bodies, and fired the arrows.
Block the arrow.
Pfft, pfft
Arrows struck, and the dozen or so soldiers guarding Zhang Mao fell to the ground in an instant. However, even if the soldiers risked their lives to protect him, Zhang Mao was still hit by the arrows.
As his body swayed, Zhang Mao let out a muffled groan and fell directly from his horse to the ground.
Zhang Lun and a dozen other people came charging forward with their tyrannical strength. As soon as they got closer, they saw Zhang Mao falling from his horse to the ground.
Zhang Lun almost flew in front of Zhang Mao. Looking at Zhang Mao with more than a dozen arrows stuck in his body, his eyes turned red and tears rolled down his cheeks.
Tears fell on Zhang Mao's old face, and Zhang Mao, who had his eyes tightly closed, slowly opened his eyes. When he saw Zhang Lun, a trace of relief flashed in his eyes.
"Don't cry, don't cry, grandpa won't die yet!"
But as soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Mao seemed to have been affected by an injury on his body. He couldn't help but cough violently, and then with a loud sound, a mouthful of scarlet blood spurted out.
Zhang Mao spurted out a mouthful of blood and passed out completely.
Zhang Lun, who originally saw Zhang Mao waking up and speaking, never thought that Zhang Mao's speaking would actually cause injuries to his body, and he even vomited blood and passed out.
"grandfather!"
Zhang Lun couldn't help shouting, looking at Zhang Mao's face as pale as white paper, and then looking at the crossbow arrow that even penetrated the armor on his body and entered Zhang Mao's body. I don't know when the blood on Zhang Mao's body had slowly flowed.
It seeped out and stained the clothes on his body red.
"ah!"
When he really saw the fatal injuries on Zhang Mao's body, Zhang Lun's heart sank and he let out a grief-stricken cry.
"Kill, kill them all for me!"
Suddenly Zhang Lun's eyes turned to Liang Wan and others who were trapped in a tight siege.
The martial arts skills of the disciples from various families headed by Zhu Shuo are no worse than those of lieutenant generals like Liang Wan in the army, and some are even a bit better.
Just like Zhu Shuo, although he is only twenty-six or seven years old, his kung fu has been passed down to some extent, and his strength may not be worse than that of Chen Yidao.
At this moment, a long spear in Zhu Shuo's hand rolled up the gun shadows all over the sky. In just a dozen moves, he knocked Liang Wan to the ground, then stabbed him in the heart with a sudden force, and lifted Liang Wan's body to the ground.
The tall ones picked it up and shouted: "The thief general Liang Wan is dead, the thief general Liang Wan is dead."
The group of rebels who originally resisted saw Liang Wan dead, and even his body was lifted up high. Their hearts were even more shattered, and they soon fell into the siege of the soldiers of the Four Brave Battalions.
When Li Huan arrived, what he saw was the scene where Zhu Shuo picked up Liang Wan's body and the rebels were surrounded and killed by the soldiers of the Siyong Battalion.
In order to avoid unnecessary conflicts, Li Huan shouted loudly and stopped the soldiers from Tengxiang's left guard battalion from advancing. Instead, he led a group of troops to raise a flag and slowly advanced.
When Li Huan and others arrived, someone naturally came forward to greet him. Zhang Mao was seriously injured and fell into a coma. Zhu Fu now came forward to greet Li Huan.
Seeing Li Huan covered in blood and looking murderous, Zhu Fu couldn't help but feel horrified. He endured the discomfort and said to Li Huan: "Zhu Fu has met Mr. Li."
When Li Huan saw this, he raised his hands to Zhu Fu and said, "It turns out that Duke Cheng is in front of him. Li Huan is polite."
Li Huan said in surprise: "I wonder where the British Duke is?"
Hearing Li Huan mention the British Duke, Zhu Fu's face darkened, and he took a deep breath and said, "The old Duke was injured by a thief just now. I'm afraid he won't be able to come to greet him now."
Li Huan couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this. He was full of surprise. You must know that Zhang Maogui is the Duke of the country. Even if he really goes into battle to kill the enemy, he will be surrounded by many generals and soldiers to protect him. It is difficult to even be injured under normal circumstances, so what?
You may suffer heavy losses.
Seeing the doubtful look on Li Huan's face, Zhu Fu smiled bitterly and said: "After all, the old Duke rushed too far forward and gave the rebels a chance. He was accidentally shot by the enemy with a powerful crossbow. That's why he suffered."
Heavy damage."
When Li Huan heard this, his expression changed slightly and he said: "Where is the old Duke? Li should go and see the old Duke."
Li Huan then said: "Li said that his medical skills are acceptable, and he has also done some research on knife and gun injuries. Maybe he can help the old man take a look."
When Zhu Fu heard this, his eyes lit up and he said to Li Huan: "In that case, Mr. Li, please come with me!"
Here Zhang Lun has ordered his men to carefully place Zhang Mao on a door panel. At this time, Zhang Mao is lying on the door panel, the blood on his body is still flowing slowly, his eyes are closed, and his complexion is as golden as a
Zhang Lun knew that his grandfather's injury was extremely serious just by looking at this situation.
"Where's the doctor, please bring me the best doctor quickly!"
Zhang Lun was extremely panicked and shouted at the soldiers around him.
After hearing this, several soldiers quickly ran to find the doctor.
The servants of the British government surrounded the surrounding area and no outsiders were allowed to approach the place for fear of disturbing Zhang Lun and Zhang Mao.
"Grandpa, grandpa, wake up, my grandson still needs your guidance..."
Zhang Lun couldn't help crying quietly beside Zhang Mao.
"Um……"
A low and long voice sounded in Zhang Lun's ears. Who could it be if it wasn't Zhang Mao who had passed out?
Zhang Lun, who was crying, suddenly heard Zhang Mao's moans, and immediately looked towards Zhang Mao with joy on his face.
At this time, Zhang Mao slowly opened his eyes. His eyes, which were usually full of sparkle, were now a little cloudy. Looking at the tears on Zhang Lun's face, a kind smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he tried his best to
He reached out to help Zhang Lun wipe away the tears on his face.
"Silly boy, didn't grandpa teach you that men bleed but don't shed tears? The descendants of my Zhang family can only bleed but not shed tears..."
Zhang Lun said tremblingly: "Grandpa!"
Zhang Mao coughed violently, and blood oozed from the corner of his mouth. When Zhang Lun saw this situation, his face was full of nervousness, worry and fear, and he said: "Grandpa, don't talk, stop talking, I have already ordered someone to go."
Please call the doctor, grandpa will be fine."
Zhang Mao looked at Zhang Lun with a kind face, chuckled and said: "Silly boy, come over here, grandpa has something to tell you."
Zhang Lun endured the uneasiness and worry in his heart, and slowly approached Zhang Mao, and Zhang Mao whispered in Zhang Lun's ear: "Boy, grandpa tells you, only if grandpa dies, will the British government honor him."
It lasts forever, so grandpa did it on purpose..."
Before Zhang Mao finished speaking, he coughed violently.
After Zhang Lun heard what Zhang Mao said in his ear, he was stunned, with a look of disbelief on his face.
When he looked up at Zhang Mao, he happened to see the smile and cunning revealed in Zhang Mao's eyes, but Zhang Lun felt a sense of sadness in his heart.
He is the next generation of British duchess trained by Zhang Mao, and the future heir to the British dukedom. If he was shocked and confused by Zhang Mao's serious injury before, then Zhang Mao has already mentioned it in his ears.
Having said that, if Zhang Lun still didn't understand his grandfather's plan, then he would have really wasted many years of training on Zhang Mao.
But the more he understood Zhang Mao's plan, the more unspeakable sadness he felt in Zhang Lun's heart.
"grandfather……"
Zhang Mao slowly shook his head at Zhang Lun and said, "Don't cry. Remember grandpa's words. From now on, the British government will be handed over to you."
Zhang Lun was shocked and said almost instinctively: "Grandpa, I don't allow you to die, I don't allow you to die!"
Zhang Mao smiled and said: "Don't worry, grandpa will not die. Before he sees the emperor again and before he fulfills his wish, he will definitely hold his breath."
As he spoke, Zhang Mao vomited blood again and fell into coma again.
At this moment, Zhu Fu's voice came through the servants of the British Duke: "Zhang Lun, come on, Master Li Huan is here to see the old Duke. Master Li has superb medical skills and will definitely be able to cure the old Duke.
Let Li Huan show it to the old man."
Hearing Zhu Fu's words, Zhang Lun's eyes suddenly lit up, and he suddenly stood up and looked towards Li Huan.
At this time, the servants of the British government had already moved out of the way. Li Huan saw Zhang Lun with tears on his face and red eyes. It is conceivable that Zhang Lun must have just cried a lot.
To be able to make Zhang Lun so sad, it is obvious that Zhang Mao's injury must be very serious, otherwise, Zhang Lun would not be so sad.
Zhang Lun saluted Li Huan and said, "Master Li, please save grandpa. The whole British government will be grateful."
Li Huan nodded towards Zhang Lun and said while walking towards the British Duke: "Don't worry, young master. The old Duke killed the enemy for the country. If he suffered this misfortune, Li admires him deeply and will definitely do his best to treat him."
Old Duke."
While speaking, Li Huan had already walked in front of Zhang Mao. Looking at Zhang Mao lying there in a coma, Li Huan's eyes naturally fell on the dozen or so arrows on Zhang Mao's body.
Before seeing Zhang Mao, Li Huan thought that Zhang Mao's injuries were not that serious. But when he saw the dozens of arrows stuck in Zhang Mao's body, even Li Huan couldn't help it.
Changed color for it.
Needless to say, most of the dozen or so arrows were blocked by the chain armor on his body. It can be said that the most the arrows caused to Zhang Mao were flesh wounds.
However, one of the arrows, which was obviously shot by a crossbow, actually penetrated into the British Duke's left chest. Just looking at the extent of the arrow's penetration into the chest, Li Huan knew that this arrow had probably pierced through the British Duke's chest.
Male lung lobes.
At this moment, Zhang Lun said from the side: "Grandpa just woke up again, but just after saying a few words, he coughed violently, vomited blood, and passed out."
After listening to Zhang Lun's words, Li Huan also determined that Zhang Mao's injury was caused by trauma to the lung lobe.
This kind of injury is not minor at all, especially in this era, it can almost be said to be a serious injury that will lead to death.
Even this injury alone is enough to kill Zhang Mao, not to mention there are several serious injuries on Zhang Mao's body. Just looking at this injury, Li Huan can't believe that so many injuries can actually appear on his body.
The British prince was escorted by many personal soldiers.
It can be said that he had not seen it with his own eyes, and Li Huan would never believe it.
Looking at the arrows, Li Huan couldn't help but become silent.
Even though his medical skills are not bad, he is not an immortal who can revive human flesh and bones.
Zhang Mao's injuries were probably only saved by immortals coming down to earth. As for him, the most he could do was hang on to Zhang Mao's life and let him explain his funeral arrangements.
Zhang Lun on the side had been paying attention to the change in Li Huan's expression. When he saw that Li Huan's expression became extremely solemn, Zhang Lun's heart couldn't help but sink.
Zhu Fu also saw the change in Li Huan's expression and couldn't help but said: "Master Li, how serious is the old Duke's injury? Master Li, your medical skills are amazing, you will definitely be able to revive the old Duke..."
Hearing this, Li Huan looked at Zhu Fu, then at Zhang Lun, and said with a bitter smile: "Both of you, please forgive Li for being unable to do anything. The old Duke's injuries are too serious, and even Li is helpless.
"
"What! How could this happen, old Duke..."
Zhu Fu couldn't help but exclaim, and looked at the old Duke who had passed out, with a bit of sadness on his face.
Zhang Mao has always been the backbone of the Xungui Group. If anything happens, they always look to Zhang Mao for advice. It can be said that it is Zhang Mao who has stabilized the hearts of their Xungui Group for decades. Otherwise, Xungui may
The group has long been completely divided by the civil service group.
Now that Zhang Mao has suffered such a heavy blow, if he dies, Zhu Fu really can't believe what will happen to them in the future without Zhang Mao as their backbone.
Taking a deep breath, Li Huan said to Zhang Lun: "Old Duke, there is nothing for him at the moment, but... I'm just afraid that I won't be able to hold on for long. I can temporarily wake him up to see if he has any other wishes.
"
Zhang Lun thought of what Zhang Mao had just said, took a deep breath, nodded to Li Huan and said: "In this case, please help me wake up grandpa, Mr. Li!"
Li Huan nodded, stretched out his hand and tapped Zhang Mao several times. A stream of inner breath was injected into Zhang Mao's body, stimulating the vitality in his body. Soon, Zhang Mao faintly woke up and turned around.
When Zhang Mao opened his eyes and saw Zhu Fu and Li Huan, he tried his best to show a smile and trembled: "Mr. Cheng Guo, I'm afraid I may not be able to survive."
Zhu Fu said in a trembling voice: "Old Duke, you will live a long life, don't think too much about it."
Li Huan nodded and said: "Gong Cheng is right. Old Duke, don't think too much."
Shaking his head, Zhang Mao smiled and said: "I have seen every scene in my life. I have already seen through life and death. I die one day earlier and die one day later. There is actually no difference to me, but I still have some feelings in my heart.
I hope I can speak to the Emperor."
As he spoke, Zhang Mao's eyes fell on Li Huan.
Li Huan was stunned for a moment, then he immediately reacted and said: "Don't worry, my lord, your majesty is at the Fourth Guard Camp in Tengxiang at the moment. According to this, it is only a few miles away. If my lord wants to see your majesty, we can take him with you at any time."
The Duke goes."
Hearing this, Zhang Mao showed a smile on his face, nodded towards Li Huan, and then said to Zhang Lun: "Lun'er, don't cry, take grandpa to see your majesty."
Zhang Lun nodded while crying.
Li Huan looked at Zhang Mao who was lifted up, and felt infinite emotion in his heart. When he saw Zhang Mao in Jinglan Palace, Zhang Maoshang was still in good health, just like a normal person. He never thought that it would only take half a day to see him again.
At that time, the British Duke was already in such a state, which was really unpredictable.
Under the leadership of Li Huan, more than a dozen British soldiers from the British government protected the British Duke towards the direction of the Fourth Guards Camp of Tengxiang.
Just when he was about to enter the Tengyang Fourth Guard Camp, the British man lying on the door panel suddenly coughed rapidly and fainted again.
Zhang Lun couldn't help crying.
Li Huan quickly put his finger on Zhang Mao's pulse and found that Zhang Mao's pulse was disappearing at an extremely fast speed. This made Li Huan's expression change, because it meant that Zhang Mao's life was passing rapidly. If no measures were taken, Li Huan's face changed.
, let alone seeing the emperor, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive the Fourth Guard Camp in Tengxiang.
Li Huan touched several acupuncture points on Zhang Mao's body with his hand, and injected the internal energy into Zhang Mao's body again. Finally, Zhang Mao's life was suspended, but Li Huan did not dare to stimulate the last breath in Zhang Mao's body again.
A trace of life potential, otherwise, if you fall into coma after waking up, you will really have no chance to wake up.
Li Huan nodded towards Zhang Lun and said: "I have temporarily suspended the life of the old prince, but for at least one stick of incense, the old prince will not be able to hold on, whether he wakes up or not. The young prince should think about it.
, if you have anything else to say to the old Duke later."
Zhang Lun nodded hard at Li Huan, but firmly held Zhang Mao's old and gradually cold hand.
Zhang Lun knew that Zhang Mao's hands became cold precisely because the vitality in his body was passing away. Just as Li Huan said, he might only have one stick of incense left.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, something bad has happened. Something has happened to the British Duke!"
Zhu Houzhao, who had just rested, couldn't help but sit up from the bed box when he heard what Gu Dayong was shouting as he ran over.
With a look of astonishment on his face, he looked at Gu Da running in and shouted in a deep voice: "Gu Daban, what are you shouting for? What happened to the British father?"
Don't look at the previous news that Zhu Houzhao learned about the news that Changxing Marquis Feng Hai led troops to Beijing and scolded Zhang Mao for being useless. Even the Marquis of Changxing couldn't stand it. But the scolding continued, but Zhu Houzhao also knew the significance of Zhang Mao's existence.
The presence of Zhang Mao means that the Xungui Group still has a backbone, which can help him, the emperor, to resist the pressure from the civil servant group to a certain extent.
Even if Zhang Mao almost got into trouble this time, Zhu Houzhao just kept it in mind and had no intention of doing anything to Zhang Mao.
At this moment, Gu Dayong yelled, which had to arouse curiosity in Zhu Houzhao's heart.
Gu Dayong gasped and said: "The news just came from earlier, the British Duke Zhang Mao led the soldiers of the Si Yong Battalion to Beijing."
"What, he dares to send troops to Beijing!"
Zhu Houzhao, who was wary of the capital camp because Feng Hai, the Marquis of Changxing, privately moved troops to the capital, was naturally furious when he heard that the British Duke Zhang Mao had sent troops to the capital without an edict.
Even though he knew that Zhang Mao might be moving troops to save the enemy, Zhu Houzhao already had a problem in his heart about moving troops without permission. Now that Zhang Mao was here again, one can imagine Zhu Houzhao's mood.
Gu Dayong could tell why Zhu Houzhao was acting like this just by looking at Zhu Houzhao's expression, but he still said: "Your Majesty, the British Duke transferred troops to Beijing and just blocked the rebels' escape route. The old Duke went to the battle to kill the enemy in person, risking the sword and fighting hard.
I refused to retreat, but I never expected to be shot by the rebels with crossbows. Now...now..."
Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but be stunned. At this moment, he no longer cared about Zhang Mao's private deployment of troops to Beijing. He said in shock: "You said Zhang Mao was shot by the rebels with a crossbow?"
Gu Dayong nodded and said: "That's right. It is said that my life is hanging by a thread. I want to see His Majesty before I die. I have something to say to Your Majesty. At this moment, I am coming to see His Majesty under the protection of Brother Li Huan."
After all, the British Duke is the head of the nobles and the royal family. Since Zhu Houzhao ascended the throne, the British Duke has always stood by his side as the emperor and supported him most of the time. Now I heard that Zhang Mao was seriously injured and was about to die.
news.
After all, Zhu Houzhao was still the most affectionate emperor. At this moment, the anger and dissatisfaction with Zhang Mao in his heart had long since disappeared. He hurriedly got out of bed, put on his shoes and said, "Where are the people? Where is the British gentleman!"
At this moment, Li Huan's voice came from outside: "Your Majesty, the British Lord wants to see you!"
In the room, Zhu Houzhao had already rushed to the door, but he paused in his steps and his face was full of hesitation and struggle.
When Zhang Lun saw that there was no movement in the room, he didn't know that the emperor was angry with his grandfather. Remembering what his grandfather had said before, he immediately fell to the ground and kowtowed at the closed door, crying.
He shouted: "Your Majesty, Grandpa... Grandpa is dying. Before he dies, I just want to see Your Majesty. Please meet him."
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