The snow in the sky kept falling, but it couldn't cover the bright red eyes.
When disaster strikes, even a thousand-year-old clan cannot be spared.
Dugu Xiao stood on the Dengyun Tower, watching the black-clad Qin Jian charging into the house, looking at the martial arts masters who appeared out of nowhere, knowing that tonight would be the biggest crisis that the Dugu family had to face in a thousand years.
The old, weak, women and children in the house have long been placed in secret rooms, and now the Dugu family is like a hairless hedgehog, pricking anyone who comes.
In the back house, Dugu Qingqing led a group of maids and girls holding swords. Faced with the fierce men in black, Qin Jian was cold-blooded and did not show any weakness. The women of the Dugu family are notoriously difficult to mess with. Back then, there were three queens, but now there is Dugu.
Qingqing and Dugu Qingyu.
Dugu Qingyu's violent temper was very much like that of Dugu Lie, and his energy in fighting without his life was just like that of a sick scholar. His white clothes were stained with blood, and he became more courageous as he fought. At this moment, he even surpassed Dugu Qingqing.
The Dugu family is so brave and militant that even Qin Jiubao sighed inwardly after seeing it. No wonder the Dugu family has been able to stand for thousands of years.
Sighing, Qin Jiubao was merciless in his attack. Since he drew his sword tonight, there was no way back, and the future of Liuye Sword Sect was tied to the Li Gang.
Two people in the Dugu family must die tonight, one is the head of the family, Dugu Xiao, and the other is Dugu Qingqing.
Dugu Qingqing is the hope of the future of the Dugu family. Killing Dugu Qingqing is what Qin Jiubao must do tonight. This is Qin Jiubao's dedication to the Li Gang.
Facing Dugu Qingqing, although Qin Jiubao had the belief that he would kill him, he was not sure of victory. So the carefully cultivated disciples became the only way to consume the opponent.
Liuye Sword Sect has no shortage of eighth- and ninth-level masters, and Qin Jian in black is famously ruthless in Daxing City.
Several Qin swords tightly wrapped around Dugu Qingqing, and they saw white clothes dancing in the wind and snow, and blood spilled in the courtyard when the swords were retracted and released.
The sixth style of Fengli Sword among Dugu's nine styles is very suitable for the fight in front of him. Dugu Qingqing's agile figure in the wind makes Hei Yi suffer a lot. But no matter where the injury is or how serious it is, as long as he can still come out
With a sword, Heiyi will fight with his life without hesitation.
The Liuye Sword Sect's silent, life-for-injury style of play made Dugu Qingqing, who had always been calm, feel troubled in his heart. Scenes of blood penetrated Dugu Qingqing's eyes, and the blood in his bones, at this moment
Totally inspiring.
The agility of the Fengli Sword disappeared in an instant, replaced by simplicity and roughness.
Dugu's Nine Styles, the third style, fight in all directions. This is a killing technique learned by the Dugu family from the battlefield. Although Dugu Qingqing has long been skilled in this style, every time he uses it, it seems to lack some meaning, or even not as good as
Dugu Qingyu.
Dugu Qingqing once asked his elder brother what the meaning of the third sword style was. At that time, the sick scholar smiled and said that as long as Qingqing went to the battlefield once, he would naturally understand it.
Now Dugu Qingqing knows that Zhan Bafang's sword intention only needs two words, "bloody".
The bloody nature of a soldier is not to be afraid of life and death, but to fight the enemy bravely. There is no right or wrong on the battlefield, there should only be fallen enemies.
Dugu Qingqing doesn't like to fight bravely, and she doesn't like to kill to stop killing. Now she knows that pitying the enemy on the battlefield is a sign of her ruthlessness towards her family. The battlefield is not a place for reasoning. If you want to be reasonable, you have to
First defeat the enemy and knock him down.
When the sword moves change, the person's temperament naturally changes. The fairy just now turns into an executioner harvesting human lives. Every time the sword is drawn, either the sword will break or the person will break. There is no third possibility.
Qin Jiubao looked at the disciples lying in a pool of blood, and his eyes became colder and colder, as if they were more bone-piercing than the north wind. Her hand touched the hilt of the sword behind her, and the hilt was two feet long.
Qin Jiubao's sword is somewhat different from that of his disciples. Most of the current Qin swords are one-handed swords. Only Qin Jiubao's sword still has the same flavor as before.
The two-handed sword has a longer blade and is heavier, making it more suitable for battlefield fighting.
The last time Qin Jiubao dealt with Cui Tianba, he did not choose this sword, but this time he faced Dugu Qingqing, Qin Jiubao brought it without hesitation because she is better at two-handed swords.
Qin Jiubao wants to know which one is stronger and which one is weaker with the battle formation killing sword. So when the sword comes out, there is a faint sound of wind and thunder...
How could there be thunder in the wind and snow, but it happened. I saw the Chengtian Gate, the tall and heavy city gate, torn apart in an instant, as if it was made of paper and vulnerable to a blow.
King Qi only brought a thousand heavy cavalry and swung a halberd towards Chengtian Gate, but he had a power that was greater than that of a grandmaster.
The city gate was breached, and it was supposed to be a more brutal close combat, but when an order came, the two sides stopped fighting.
"The imperial edict says that King Xuan Qi and the twelve guards will go to the palace."
Emperor Hongdao's decree came at the right time, but King Qi was a little confused. Was he planning to give up...
In the Hanyuan Hall, the queen's face became ugly. She no longer cared about the relationship between husband and wife, and said coldly: "I promised the Lord, and I have done my best. The Lord has now allowed King Qi and the Twelve Guards to enter the imperial city. I don't know.
What does it mean?"
However, Emperor Hongdao was not angry either. Instead, he smiled and said, "Queen, please be patient. We will find out later."
The Queen looked at the knife in Erhei's hand, narrowed her eyes and said, "I hope that the Holy One's words and deeds will be consistent, and don't make it difficult for me to do this."
The queen's words were already a naked threat, but Emperor Hongdao leaned back on the dragon chair without taking it seriously, took out the edict from under the cushion and shook it.
"I have already planned it, just waiting for tonight."
The queen's face became much better now. Although King Qi brought the twelve guards into the city, as long as Erhei was there, he could escape with the prince. When the Holy Aim is in hand, the world will be at home. If King Qi wants to send troops again, then
But it was unknown. Of course, if King Qi was willing to enter the palace, it might be easier.
Obviously, the King of Qi could also think of things that the Queen could think of. King Qi would not do anything like entering the palace and killing people. Seeing that she was still some distance away from the stone steps of Hanyuan Palace, he ordered the army to stop and positioned his strong bows and heavy weapons.
crossbow.
The King of Qi was in the military formation and did not dismount. He was confident that with the Fangtian Painted Halberd in his hand, he could kill the master in front of the formation with the power of ten thousand troops.
"The child has come to see the Emperor. The child is ill. Please forgive the child for not being able to enter the temple to meet the Holy Spirit."
The queen's expression changed, but she saw the old emperor standing up from the dragon chair with a smile, and said to everyone: "Let's go out and see him."
Emperor Hongdao went first, but the queen did not follow immediately. Instead, she came to Erhei and whispered: "Protect the prince."
The eldest princess glanced at Erhei, who then nodded and accepted the order.
Mu Pinshan's beautiful eyes glanced at the beams and columns of Hanyuan Hall, and then he followed everyone to the outside of the hall. Mu Pinshan had seen the big scene of the two armies confronting each other in the three border counties, but now he saw the stone steps
The Twelve Guards were surrounded by darkness, but they were also shocked in their hearts.
These are the elites of Dagang. If these guys want to lay waste to the imperial city, they may not be able to stop them even if the master comes. But why is the old guy standing on the steps not afraid at all? Does he think that the Twelve Guards will still do it?
Listen to him.
Of course the Twelve Guards would not listen to the old emperor, but Emperor Hongdao didn't seem to care much about this. He looked at Peng Gengche who was blocking the steps and said with a smile.
"Old general, look at how my twelve guards are doing. Are they capable of swallowing up the sky and the moon?"
As he spoke, Emperor Hongdao looked up to the sky and laughed. He seemed to be in a very good and beautiful mood.
But at this time, King Qi in the military formation said loudly: "It's freezing cold, why don't I escort my father back to the Zichen Palace..."
Emperor Hongdao waved his hand and said, "I'm afraid Biao'er has been waiting for this day for a long time. How can my father have the heart to let Biao'er wait any longer?"
After saying that, he turned back to look at the queen and the prince.
"Do you think so?"
Seeing the empress and the prince frowning, Emperor Hongdao turned around happily, looked at the warriors in the army and said loudly: "I have been in charge for more than thirty years, it's time for me to rest."
Emperor Hongdao shook the imperial edict in his hand and said with a smile: "I will personally issue the edict today..."
Once the imperial edict is announced, no one can change it. Even if King Qi had the ability to destroy the entire palace, he would not have the ability to change those few words.
You know, some things can be done in secret, even with a sword on the emperor's neck, but they cannot be done openly.
If something is snatched openly, the name is not justified, and the chair under the buttocks will not be able to sit firmly. There is already a war in Daqian, and those people will come to him to settle accounts with King Qi with righteousness in their hands.
The King of Qi could not let the old emperor read out the imperial edict in public. Just when he was about to stop him, he saw the old emperor pressing his hand towards him with a smile on his face.
"Biao'er is not planning to shoot his father to death in public. You must know that even if you can kill all your brothers and sisters, can you kill all the twelve guards in the imperial city? The crime of patricide , but it’s much bigger than killing your brother.”
Emperor Hongdao's words almost choked King Qi to death. Even if King Qi had the power to reach heaven and earth, he was of no use at this moment.
The queen and the prince looked at each other and smiled. Finally, their efforts were not in vain, and they were secretly happy at the same time. Fortunately, they still held back and did not directly force the old emperor to pass the throne, otherwise they would feel a little sorry both in face and in their hearts.
Emperor Hongdao slowly unfolded the imperial edict, but did not read it directly. Instead, he glanced back at Mu Pinshan and said something irrelevant that only Mu Pinshan could understand.
"I am willing to give up my country."
After saying that, Emperor Hongdao turned to look at the Twelve Guards and said in a very solemn voice.
"I have been working hard for more than thirty years, but I feel exhausted and weak, and I have been thinking about it again and again. All the princes have both virtues and virtues..."
Emperor Hongdao paused for a moment, looked at King Qi on his horse and shook his head and said: "Chen Biao is good at fighting, but he doesn't understand the fundamentals of war. He respects his own troops, has no father, the emperor, and elder brother, and has no heart for the people. He is heartless and unkind and cannot be an emperor."
"Chen Biao left his post without permission and led his troops to attack the imperial city. He has a disobedient heart. Now, he will be stripped of his royal title and imprisoned in the mansion for the rest of his life."
After all, the old emperor did not kill King Qi, but chose to be imprisoned. However, King Qi immediately looked up to the sky and laughed.
"Thank you for not killing me! It seems that my father chose that coward in the end."
Emperor Hongdao didn't care about King Qi's disrespect, but turned to look at the queen and the prince...