() This sudden change immediately stunned Wan Qixi. Immediately afterwards, a loud shout was heard, and a black shadow suddenly appeared from the army behind Zhao Yiming, and jumped directly to Pang Junyi.
Before Pang Junyi could react, a spear was placed on Pang Junyi's neck. The black figure shouted coldly: "Don't move. Otherwise, my spear will not be polite." His neck was cold.
With the tip of his spear pressed against him, Pang Junyi didn't dare to move at all, but he immediately became obedient.
At the same time, bursts of shouts of killing could be heard. In the blink of an eye, the more than a thousand rebel soldiers Song Wan sent to Yang Feng were surrounded by the soldiers behind Zhao Yiming. Those shining weapons were pointed directly at these thousands of soldiers.
There were more rebel soldiers. A man in black holding a long bow slowly walked over, glanced at Song Wan, who was rolling on the ground, and shouted to the rebel soldiers: "Those who surrender will avoid death. Those who resist stubbornly will be killed without mercy."
amnesty!"
"General Yang Lin, what's going on?" This sudden change made Wan Qixi completely confused. He couldn't figure out what happened. He just looked at Zhao Yiming in shock. From his subconscious
In the middle, Wan Qixi seemed to realize something, but he instinctively refused to believe that it was true.
"Hmph!" Zhao Yiming pointed the spear in his hand at Wan Qixi. For civil servants like Wan Qixi, as long as they were not given the opportunity to do any dirty tricks, Zhao Yiming would not be afraid even if a hundred of them were tied together.
Zhao Yiming stared at Wan Qixi, but he wiped his face with his other hand, finally wiping off the makeup that made him extremely uncomfortable, and said: "Wan Qixi. You betrayed the Song Dynasty, betrayed
Your Majesty, let’s see if you have anything else to say.”
"You, you." Wan Qixi's face suddenly became extremely pale. Although Zhao Yiming looked very mature without makeup, he was only in his thirties at most. He was in his fifties when he pretended to be Yang Lin.
The age difference was too big. No matter how stupid Wan Qixi was, he could tell that Yang Lin was fake. Now Wan Qixi had to admit that he had been deceived.
"Wan Qixi, do you still recognize me?" Behind Zhao Yiming, a man dressed as a soldier slowly walked over, but he took off the helmet on his head, revealing his handsome face.
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Looking at this familiar and yet unfamiliar face, Wan Qixi was stunned for a moment, but soon he remembered a name in his mind, and his face suddenly became more and more ugly.
Between the trembling and colliding upper and lower teeth, a sentence rang out: "You, you are Zhao Yun."
"That's right." Zhao Yun laughed, threw his helmet aside, took the silver gun handed over by the soldiers beside him, walked slowly in front of Wan Qixi, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that a certain family has been
I have not returned to Jiangling, but I can still be remembered by such a big shot as Wan Qixi."
Seeing that Zhao Yun, who was supposed to be fighting the Jin soldiers at the border of the Jin soldiers' occupied areas, actually appeared here, how could Wan Qixi still not understand that he had been tricked from beginning to end? His cheeks twitched, but he suddenly gulped.
Panting heavily, his whole face turned red. Finally, he saw Wan Qixi taking several breaths in a row, widening his eyes, pointing at Zhao Yun, and opening his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but nothing happened.
After he finished speaking, his body suddenly trembled, and he fell off the horse. His head tilted, and he lost his breath. The dignified Wanqixi actually committed suicide by putting poison in his mouth.
Zhao Yun and Zhao Yiming were a little surprised by Wan Qixi's death, but they didn't take it to heart. If there were no surprises, the Diebu men should have found out the identity of the so-called "leader". As long as they caught him
After losing the leader of the rebels, a role like Wan Qixi seemed insignificant. Zhao Yun glanced contemptuously at Wan Qixi's corpse on the ground, snorted coldly, and then turned to look at the rebels who were surrounded.
The army, coldly shouted: "Why don't you surrender quickly? Are Mo Feier and others seeking death?"
In just a few breaths, their leader was either captured or injured, and Wan Qixi died without incident. The morale of these rebels had hit rock bottom. And Zhao Yun's roar frightened the rebel soldiers.
Everyone trembled, dropped their weapons, and knelt down to beg for mercy.
"Squeak." At this moment, the door of Prince Xin's mansion, which had been closed before, was opened. Immediately afterwards, a group of people walked out from the door, and the leader was Zuo Zuo, who was staying in Jiangling.
Xiang Ma Kuo. And beside Ma Kuo, there were a group of young generals and counselors of the Song Army who stayed in Jiangling at the same time.
Seeing Ma Kuo coming out, Zhao Yiming quickly got off his horse, walked quickly in front of Ma Kuo, clasped his fists and bowed to Ma Kuo: "The last general, Zhao Yiming, comes to see the Prime Minister."
Zhao Yun quickly stepped forward and bowed to Ma Kuo: "General Zhao Yun, please see the prime minister." Not only Zhao Yun, but also Zhang Long who captured Pang Junyi, and Li Guangliang who commanded the soldiers to capture the rebels also got rid of what they had on hand.
He came forward to salute Ma Kuo.
Ma Kuo smiled and stepped forward to help Zhao Yun up. He said with a smile: "Don't be so polite. General Zhao Yun has worked hard and made great achievements. It was also hard to fight the Jin soldiers on the border of the Jin soldiers' occupied area."
"Serving the country, the general will not dare to speak of hardship." Although Ma Kuo said it politely, Zhao Yun did not dare to overstep the mark. He followed Ma Kuo's hand and stood up slowly, standing aside respectfully.
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"Prime Minister, did the messenger we sent earlier explain the situation to the Prime Minister?" Zhao Yiming, who was on the side, quickly stepped forward to remind Ma Kuo about the man behind the scenes.
Hearing Zhao Yiming mention this matter, Ma Kuo's eyes narrowed, but he smiled and said: "Brother Yiming, don't worry, the man behind the scenes will definitely not be able to escape."
In the south of Jiangling City, on a street not far from the city gate, a carriage was rushing towards the city gate. The driver on the carriage seemed to be in a hurry. Although the carriage was already very fast, the driver
He was still waving his whip and whipping the horses in front, trying to speed up.
In the carriage, because there were no lights, the entire carriage was dark. Only three figures sitting in the carriage could be vaguely seen. One of the voices sounded, seemingly anxious, and said: "We haven't arrived yet.
?”
"Don't worry! It should be here soon." Another voice sounded, but this voice was much calmer. As soon as these words were spoken, there seemed to be a special magic that could make people feel calm.
"Tsk." At this time, another voice sounded, but this voice was much rougher. It seemed that he wanted to lower the voice, but the effect was not very good. "Why do we have to leave Jiangling in such a hurry? Yang Lin
Haven't the troops already entered the city? Wouldn't it be safer if we wait until Yang Lin robs Zhao Zhen and then follow Yang Lin's army out?"
"Of course I have my own reasons for doing this." The second voice said slowly: "Originally, I had the same plan as you, but just after Wan Qixi sent someone to ask for reinforcements, I noticed something was wrong.
That Yang Lin is a famous general of the Xia family army and has been on the battlefield for many years.
How can we not understand the principle of rapidity in military strength? Now we are procrastinating because of such a trivial matter. I always have a feeling that we may have been fooled this time. In any case, it is better to be careful and get out of the city first.
If something unexpected happens, we can be safer."
"Your Majesty, Wan Qixi has been found out before, so Yang Lin has no problem? How could he be fooled?" The first voice also asked a little strangely, with a hint of panic mixed in his voice.
The words "Prince" frightened him.
"Well! After all, Wan Qixi has never seen Yang Lin's appearance with his own eyes. Even if he is deceived, it is not impossible." "Prince" pondered for a moment and said: "Now that I think about it, those temptations of Wan Qixi are very important to ordinary people.
It may be useful, but Song Emperor Zhao Zhen’s subordinates
The disc department of the Song Dynasty and King Xin's army under control is dedicated to snooping for information. If it is really the conspiracy of Emperor Zhao Zhen of the Song Dynasty, then the questions asked by Wan Qixi will not be difficult for the other party at all. However, this is just my guess.
That's all. Maybe my worries are just unnecessary."
"Oh." The other two people responded and said nothing more. They naturally knew how risky what they were doing was. If they failed, they would not just die. "Prince" acted cautiously.
, that is also a good thing. After a moment of silence, the first voice suddenly said: "Zhang Shanlei, it's all your fault. If you hadn't killed Nangong Jian, how would he have rebelled against the prince? How could the prince's plan be exposed?
You have to take full responsibility for all this."
"Hmph." The person being accused was not to be outdone, and said coldly: "Thank you for being able to speak out. If you hadn't coveted the beauty of Nangong Jian's wife that day and asked me to wipe your ass, how would you have done it later?
Things? The prince has his own judgment on these matters. If you want to put all the blame on me, that's a good idea!"
"Okay." "Prince" seemed to be very dissatisfied with the quarrel between the two. He drank directly and stopped the quarrel between the two. "Prince" shouted in a deep voice: "I have already said this before.
, you are not allowed to mention it again. It is a pity that Nangong Jian escaped from death and exposed our whereabouts. This is God's will, and you are not allowed to argue about this matter in the future."
The prestige of the "Prince" was obviously very high. When he spoke, the two people naturally did not dare to say more and could only keep their mouths shut. Not long after, the carriage arrived at the gate of Nancheng. At this moment, Nan
The city gate has been closed tightly, thousands of people and horses are guarding the southern gate, and the fire
The entire city gate was illuminated brightly. Seeing this, the coachman naturally did not dare to force his way in. He pulled the reins hard and stopped the carriage, while facing the soldiers at the city gate.
He lowered his voice and shouted: "Why don't you open the city gate quickly?"
But the soldiers were not moved at all, and they all looked at the coachman with indifferent expressions. This not only annoyed the coachman, but also alarmed the three people in the carriage. Immediately, they saw a person suddenly coming out of the car.
He got out of the carriage and shouted to the soldiers in a deep voice: "Where is your general? Where is Pang Junyi? Hurry and get him
He called out to see me." Under the illumination of the surrounding lights, the figure of this man was revealed. He looked to be in his fifties. He was wearing a fine silk robe, but he was tall and tall.
He is tall and powerful, with a fierce aura on his face. The literati outfit he wears seems a bit nondescript.
This man shouted for a long time, but none of the soldiers paid him any attention. Just when he was about to get angry, a voice came faintly from the left side of the carriage: "General Pang Junyi has followed General Yang Lin.
I've come to the Prince's Mansion, who are you? Why are you yelling here?"
The man quickly turned his head following the voice, only to find three people walking slowly from the left, all dressed as warriors. From their tone, they seemed to be Pang Junyi's subordinates, so the man didn't think too much about it.
, for tonight’s plan, the south city gate will open from
Since last month, Pang Junyi's people have been completely controlled. He immediately shouted at the three young generals: "I've blinded you. Can't you even recognize me? I am Zhang Shanlei.
.How did Pang Junyi teach his subordinates?"
"Haha. Well, please forgive me for this." Hearing Zhang Shanlei announce his family status, the three young generals all laughed at the same time. One of them smiled and said: "General Pang Junyi gave special instructions before leaving.
However, we are required to guard the city gate and no one can come in or out at will. In order to fulfill General Pang Junyi's order, we dare not slack off."
Zhang Shanlei was so angry when he heard what the young general said as if he was joking. He was about to shout, but he saw the young general standing on the right suddenly flipped his left hand and got a set of bows and arrows, and then,
He quickly bent his bow and nocked an arrow with both hands, and shot directly towards the carriage.
An arrow. Like lightning, the arrow reached the rear of the carriage in a blink of an eye. A muffled sound was heard, and it immediately shot through the back of the carriage. At the same time, a sound was heard from inside the carriage.
The man exclaimed, seemingly shocked by the arrow.
The young general who shot the arrow chuckled, squinted his eyes and said: "My lord, the matter has not been finished yet, why should we leave in a hurry?" Apparently the young general saw someone trying to escape from the back of the carriage.
, fired an arrow as a warning. The arrow did not hurt anyone, but the adult who wanted to escape seemed to be frightened.
Now, no matter how slow Zhang Shanlei was, he finally realized that something was wrong. His eyes widened and he stumbled, almost falling off the carriage. He pointed at the three young generals with his whole body trembling and shouted: "You are not
Pang Junyi’s subordinate?”
The three young generals finally couldn't help it and burst out laughing. These three people were naturally not Pang Junyi's subordinates, but Jiang Shanli, Liu Wenyuan and Liu Conxi who had stayed at the city gate before. And the ones who had just shot the arrows,
It was Liu Wenyuan and Zhang Shanlei who just said
The three of them knew Pang Junyi's name, and the other party must have rebelled against the party. Since he rebelled against the party, how could Jiang Shanli and others be so polite? At this moment, there were soldiers surrounding the carriage. Even if they hadn't,
Liu Wenyuan's arrow was so threatening that the opponent couldn't escape.
"Zhang Shanlei?" Jiang Shanli looked at Zhang Shanlei with some fun and said with a smile: "I didn't expect you! You have been lurking in Jiangling City for so many years. However, I believe the identity of the person in the carriage will surprise us even more, right?
?'Prince'."
"Alas——!" Before Zhang Shanlei could answer, a sigh came from the carriage, and a voice slowly sounded, "I didn't expect that, I didn't expect that I have been carefully planning for so many years, but today I fell short."
Hearing the sound of this voice, Jiang Shanli and the others couldn't help but become nervous. This mysterious "Prince" was finally going to show up. Thinking of this, the three of them involuntarily put their hands on their own weapons, their eyes
Staring at the carriage closely, I saw the door curtain of the carriage swaying, and a
The figure slowly walked out of the carriage, but it was a man about the same age as Zhang Shanlei. He was also wearing a set of luxurious robes, but it was much more suitable than Zhang Shanlei. The man looked at Jiang Shanli and the others with a wry smile.
He shook his head and said: "I, Fan Wenzong, haven't consulted the three generals yet..."
"Fan Wenzong?" The other party announced his name, which made Jiang Shanli and the others stunned. Naturally, the three of them had heard of Fan Wenzong's name. He was an official of the court promoted by Zhao Gou. But he turned around and thought about it.
, Fan Wenzong is obviously a member of Zhao Gou's party. He plotted against Song Emperor Zhao Zhen, which is also a very normal thing.