Chapter 670 Father and son sit opposite each other
Yu Wenhuaji was completely unprepared for the sudden occurrence of this incident, because the hundreds of people he brought with him were all his own father's old subordinates or descendants of the clan, and they were absolutely reliable.
He couldn't even imagine that there was a mole inside.
The knight with the visor behind Yang Xuan was hit by six arrows in an instant and fell off his horse.
"Protect him!" Yang Xuanting hurriedly shouted towards the city wall: "The prince is attacked, protect him quickly!"
The guards on the city wall heard the call for help and hurriedly sent a signal in the direction of the city gate. Several rockets were fired into the sky. This was an emergency signal for help.
Then, hundreds of Yang Xuanting's men rode out and surrounded Yu Wenhua and the others.
"Xuan Ting, please don't hurt my brother, someone is trying to harm me!" Yu Wenhuaji shouted loudly.
Four of the seven people who made the sneak attack were killed on the spot, and the remaining three who were transformed were controlled. Yu Wenhuaji desperately shouted to Xuanting: "Yu Juluo is behind, he is actually a thief.
Xuanting quickly sends the prince to the palace to recover from his injuries."
Yang Xuanting and Yu Wenhuaji are old acquaintances. After fighting for half a lifetime, he understands Huaji relatively well. Being mean is really mean, and being shameless is really shameless, but it is not considered dirty. What's more, the other party has taken the initiative to remove his weapon and is clearly showing any intention.
by disposal.
Even someone who kills a king dares to be aboveboard, which shows that this person cannot do anything roundabout.
So Xuanting separated a group of people to guard Hua and them, and continued to open the way forward. Among the army, there were twenty-nine people, including Yang Ming.
Yang Ming is so important, how can anyone recognize his true identity? He is currently wearing an ordinary soldier's armor and does not have a face shield. Who can recognize him in the dark?
At this time, Yu Juluo had already dealt with Zuo Yiwei. Although he was also curious about the identity of the two groups of people who appeared around him, his target was not here, and those two groups did not dare to trouble him.
So he personally led a large group of troops to rush towards Xuanwu Gate. His mission was to kill everyone outside the city gate and then pass them on to Yu Wenhuaji.
Eight thousand elite cavalry rushed towards the formation in a mighty manner. After Yang Xuanting noticed it, he turned his horse's head and led the East Palace Guards to charge towards them, covering Yang Ming's retreat into the imperial city.
A battle between elites and elites started at the foot of the imperial city.
"The prince is injured, open the city gate quickly!" Cheng Yaojin hugged the masked corpse and shouted towards the army outside the city gate in the distance.
Yang He, who had received the news, opened the city gate himself and sent an army of a thousand people to form an array to the north to cover the prince's entry into the palace.
"Where is the prince's injury?" Yang He, who had just finished saying this, looked at the body held by Cheng Yaojin with trembling eyes. There were several short arrows stuck in it, all of which were vital.
Yang He's feet softened and he almost collapsed to the ground.
"There are rebels in the north, send people to destroy them immediately," Fang Xuanling and others dismounted one after another, then surrounded Cheng Jiaojin, who was the only one with less than thirty people, and entered the Xuanwu Gate.
Yang He was trembling all over and shouted towards the top of the city gate: "Light up the beacon!"
Huh...huh...huh...
Groups of beacon fires were ignited and radiated towards the surroundings at an extremely fast speed. It wouldn't take long for the entire area around Luoyang to explode.
Yang Ming's original plan was to use a wall-climbing ladder to climb over the Huiyou Hall, but obviously, you have no chance to get a ladder.
Without a ladder, we had to go through the main entrance. A group of people armed with horizontal knives surrounded Cheng Yaojin and entered Tao Guangyuan.
This garden has already been staffed by Yang Jian.
Royal gardens need maintenance personnel. A Taoguang Garden has more than 300 slaves.
The place where Yang He buried the crossbow was in a flower shed next to a peony garden. Yang Ming had already found out clearly, so the group was groping in the direction of the flower shed.
Suddenly, the loudspeaker sounded, and with a scream, Hou Junji was hit by an arrow in the chest.
Fortunately, he was wearing refined thin armor under his clothes. This kind of armor was carefully customized for Donggong by the Hedong refinery. Although it was very thin, it was definitely hard enough.
But facing the refined arrow cluster, it is definitely armor-breaking.
Hou Junji took off his clothes and took a look. Good guy, half of the arrow cluster had penetrated into his flesh. If there was no armor to block it, this arrow would kill him.
There was a secret attack in Tao Guangyuan. Everyone ignored Cheng Yaojin and surrounded Yang Ming, who was wearing infantry armor, to shield him from the arrows.
People on the periphery also picked up the guys around them to defend themselves against hidden arrows.
There are buckets, water tank lids, big brooms, etc.
Tao Guangyuan, which was originally dark, has attracted the attention of all parties in the imperial city because of the beacon fires lit on the city wall, and groups of imperial guards are rushing towards it.
The garden suddenly became full of people, and hidden arrows were fired at Yang Ming and the others.
"Stop taking the crossbows," Yang Ming said to the crowd: "The Imperial Guards are here. It's not good for me to take the crossbows. Leave the garden first."
His decision was right. Now whoever has a weapon in his hand, the imperial guards will attack him. After all, this is around Yang Guang's dormitory. Except for the imperial guards, whoever carries a weapon is a rebel. The main thing is crossbows, which are too lethal.
"The prince is under attack, quickly escort him!" Pang Ben said towards a group of forbidden troops approaching.
As for him, he was originally a guard, and many people in the palace knew him. Upon seeing this, they quickly separated a team of guards and escorted Yang Ming to Huiyou Palace with a large shield.
The two separate cities next to the Huiyou Hall were stationed with heavy troops, which were the clan's hussars.
After receiving the news, Yang Daoxuan also rushed over to meet Yang Ming. After the two met, they exchanged glances, and Yang Daoxuan knew what to do.
In this way, Yang Ming was escorted to Yang Guang in an upright manner.
Yang Guang, who had been waiting for the situation, pretended to have just woken up, wearing a wide robe with long sleeves and uncombed hair, watching his son being helped into the hall by several people.
Yuguluo is really a waste, and Yu Wenhuaji is also a waste.
Since everyone is in front of me, let me take care of it, Yang Guang exclaimed:
"Who attacked my son?"
Yang Ming knelt on the ground, raised his head and said, "I don't know."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Yang Guang was stunned immediately, because the look in Yang Ming's eyes at this moment was something he had never seen before. No, he had seen it before. In that look, there was something about himself back then.
The excitement and fierceness after defeating Yang Yong.
Yang Guang immediately looked at Ma Laoliu.
Ma Laoliu gritted his teeth, and with more than ten people in the hall, he drew his sword at the same time and rushed towards Yang Ming.
Luo Shixin, Zhang Yuanbei, Cheng Yaojin, and Shan Xiongxin drew their swords to greet them. At the same time, everyone waiting outside the hall heard the violent roar and rushed in through the door.
Only Li Mi and Yang Daoxuan were left outside the palace.
Li Mi held a knife in his right hand and stood behind Yang Daoxuan.
Yang Daoxuan glanced at the other party with a look of disdain:
"You are indeed a dishonest person. No wonder you were exempted from the Qianniu Preparation. Don't worry, as long as I'm here, no one will go in. As for what happens inside, it's up to you."
Li Mi smiled and said: "After the matter is completed, Xuan Sui will apologize to you in person. You can break my leg."
At the bottom of the steps, all the members of the clan's hussars remained motionless, but their hearts were also very complicated. Failure to be loyal would make them feel guilty and disgust them.
But at the same time, the clan has the obligation to choose a wise king. For the sake of Guo Zuo and the Yang family, they must do this.
If Yang Ming could not deal with the emperor, Yang Daoxuan would go in and deal with Yang Ming and Yang Guang, and then put the blame on Yang Ming. As for the successor, the clan would naturally choose Yang Rui, King of Qin.
When no one came in to rescue him, Yang Guang knew he had lost.
But he didn't know where he lost.
When Ma Laoliu's body was pushed away by Shan Xiongxin, it suddenly fell to the ground. Twenty-eight people, half of them were injured.
Pang Ben and Pei Xing were killed on the spot.
Yang Ming took a deep breath, put on his armor and sat down in front of his father. The father and son looked at each other.
Yang Guang didn't panic at all and said with a faint smile: "You are indeed my son, Zhao'er. Qier is not as good as you, much more."
Yang Ming also said calmly: "The King of Qi conspired to assassinate my father, and my son and ministers are here to protect him."
"The second brother is not here," Yang Guang said solemnly.
Yang Ming said: "Someone will bring him later. Father, please be patient and wait patiently."
"Of course I have to wait," Yang Guang is worthy of being a tyrant of a generation. There is no trace of panic on his face. He is still as usual, giving people a domineering attitude of not being angry or in danger:
"You can only take what I give you. If I don't give it to you, you can't take it away. You can't afford the crime of killing your father. Don't think that if I let you imprison the country for a few years, the world will be yours. I'm satisfied."
The court officials obey you because I asked them to obey you, and it has nothing to do with you."
Yang Ming said with a smile: "My father is confused, how could my son be disrespectful to my father? It was just a coincidence that I learned that my second brother wanted to harm my father, so I entered the palace to protect him."
Yang Guang put his hands on the armrests and said condescendingly:
"You are hypocritical and mean what you say. Don't the subordinates around you know what kind of person you are?" Yang Guang said calmly: "They were all deceived and beguiled by you, so they dared to do such a treasonous thing. If you repent in time,
I forgive you."
The people behind Yang Ming were indifferent, they couldn't speak.
"Father, you are worrying too much. Let's just wait for the result." Yang Ming closed his eyes and just sat there like an old monk in meditation.
Yang Guang stared at his son's face. After pondering for a long time, he grabbed a string of Buddhist beads and closed his eyes in silence. He was like pure water without ripples, not following the flow of water.
The father and son know better than anyone else that they have just launched their attack and they don't know yet who will win.
Controlling the emperor is almost the most difficult thing. There are too many elements involved. The disputes within the imperial city and the struggle outside the imperial city have just begun.
Yang Ming himself was not confident, but he was forced to this point and had to take action in advance.
As for Yang Guang, he was also reviewing the entire situation in his mind. He was thinking about what the problem was, who could support the imperial city, and where would the chess pieces placed by the prince be placed?
In this game of chess, is it life or death?
Others were waiting very nervously. The sound of fighting outside was stirring up every nerve in their already tense nerves. Those who were not strong in concentration had already begun to break out in cold sweats.
After all, this matter was originally a head-off. Cheng Yaojin kept swallowing his saliva, his arms holding the knife trembled slightly, and he silently prayed to God for blessings in his heart.
Once it fails, it will result in confiscation of the family and extermination of the entire clan.