Du Jiang no longer plans to bring anyone else with him, as these people are hopeless.
He took the information, mounted a group of fast horses, and ran to the third prince's mansion alone. The only thing he could count on now was the royal guards outside.
After they have been sorted out, come back for a decisive battle with Zhao Xiaole.
No matter what method Zhao Xiaole used, he only had to open the city gate and let in the imperial guards from outside.
He can defeat Zhao Xiaole with sheer numbers.
Du Jiang mounted his fast horse, ignored the crowd around him, and directly urged the horse to rush forward.
He didn't even stop when he passed by those vying for uniforms.
The horse rushed over to the Jin Yiwei in front of him. He no longer cared about the life and death of these people.
"drive!"
The horses knocked over some of the guards in front of them and rushed forward. Du Jiang didn't pay attention to the screams coming from behind him.
When he saw the door right in front of him, Du Jiang suddenly realized that he had made a huge mistake.
But it was too late to make up for it.
That is, the sound of explosives has stopped for a long time.
Is it too blatant for him to go out like this now?
What if the other party fires an iron ball at the gate of Dongchang now?
As soon as this idea came up, a deafening loud noise was heard coming from the séance stage.
Then, the gate in front of the East Factory, along with the stone slabs and soil on the ground, were all shattered into pieces!
The horse was thrown away with a tragic neighing sound, and Du Jiang on the horse was knocked to the ground.
The flying gravel caused his head to be covered in blood.
After his head hit the ground hard, Du Jiang's face faced the people in the East Factory. He saw that the soldiers who were fighting for property were not only safe and sound.
Everyone looked at him dumbfounded.
He couldn't help but smile bitterly.
It turned out that in the entire Dongchang, he was the only one affected by the iron ball.
Mudd!
What the hell is this?
What's going on with this iron ball?
Why do you always fly so far?
With reluctance, Du Jiang slowly closed his eyes.
Before he fell into coma, what he heard was the fearful shouting and panic running of people in the East Factory. After that, he didn't know anything else.
…
The gunfire continued.
Before the Jin Yiwei evacuated, the fire in the east factory was a mess.
The gunners raised the cannon a little higher and fired it at the gate of the East Factory. As a result, there was no fire at all.
The gunner was unwilling to give in. The three rear cannons adjusted their heights and fired at the middle of the gate and other positions.
And the firelight is their guide.
After several rounds of bombardment, the fire gradually disappeared, and the gunners opened fire at the East Factory at will.
Wait until the sky gradually gets brighter.
The East Factory has long since become a ruin.
During this period, the Musketeers blocked several attacks from the Jin Yiwei, and the corpses of the Jin Yiwei and private soldiers were piled under the platform.
When Zhang Xiaoyi rushed over with the shells, he found that the road was blocked. He had to clean up the bodies first and then pull up the truck frame for transporting supplies.
Zhao Xiaole also asked people to stop the bombardment of Dongchang.
Since everything was in ruins, there was no point in continuing the fight. He began to search for the third prince's residence, and then ordered artillery fire.
…
When Du Jiang woke up again, he found that he had been rescued by Jin Yiwei.
Those Jin Yiwei who escaped from the East Factory and who were not in the East Factory at that time were the majority. However, the majority were those who died in the battle and fled because of the bad situation.
Today, there are only more than 500 Jin Yiwei around him, but they are still arguing!
Du Jiang didn't understand this.
The first thing he did after waking up was to rush to the third prince's mansion immediately. Once Zhao Xiaole attacked the third prince's mansion with an iron ball.
The consequences would be unimaginable.
We must not let anything happen to the third prince.
Otherwise, all his ambitions will be ruined.
Regardless of his physical injuries, Du Jiang rushed to the third prince's mansion as soon as possible. When he saw the third prince, he found that he had been hiding in the underground secret room.
Du Jiang was stunned at that time.
Damn it.
The Third Prince is still smart, why didn’t I think of this move?
However, the third prince had no time to pay attention to his random thoughts, and asked with a cold face, "Du Jiang, what happened to what I asked you to check? Did you check it clearly? Why can Zhao Xiaole often throw iron balls with gunpowder?"
Du Jiang gritted his teeth and didn't know how to answer, "Your Highness, Zhao Xiaole's ability to throw the iron ball so far must have something to do with the gunpowder. However, my subordinates guessed that it was impossible for him to throw the iron ball to the third prince's residence.
Come!"
As soon as Du Jiang finished speaking, he heard a loud noise coming from outside, and the soil on the secret room fell.
The rumbling sound was like the sky falling and the earth falling.
It was obvious that the iron ball had hit from the God Advent Stage. When he thought of the tragic situation in the library, Du Jiang immediately felt that he could understand the third prince's current mood.
He didn't dare to look up at all, because he was afraid that the third prince's face now looked ferocious and terrifying.
However, it was the third prince's deep voice that came over, "I have informed King Pingxi that he will let the Yan soldiers enter the country soon!"
"Du Jiang, tell me, what is Jin Yiwei's next plan and how should he deal with Zhao Xiaole?"
The third prince has already accepted the reality that his mansion was bombarded.
What he can do now is to find a way as soon as possible to stabilize the current situation. Otherwise, according to Zhao Xiaole's bombardment method, he will have to stay in the secret room to make a living in the future.
Is this the life Emperor Jingyang should live in the future?
Hearing this, Du Jiang breathed a sigh of relief, "Your Highness, the only thing you can do now is to restrain your strength!"
"The Jinyi Guards are currently severely damaged, but there are still more than a thousand people available. They will do their best to protect the safety of His Highness."
"On the other hand, His Highness also needs to tell the Queen that if the Queen's Royal Guards do not take action, with the current Royal Guards and those private armies, we are afraid... I am afraid that we will not be able to match Zhao Xiaole!"
When he said this, Du Jiang gritted his teeth when he thought of the little iron ball.
Just a few hours ago, he was confident that Jin Yiwei would be able to control the capital soon.
But how long has it been?
He must be forced to admit that Jin Yiwei is no longer Zhao Xiaole's opponent.
What methods did the other party use?
Why is it so powerful?
The third prince was silent after hearing this.
He had also received all the secret reports from Jin Yiwei a long time ago. After learning about Zhao Xiaole's murderous methods, he immediately hid in this secret room.
He was worried that he would be beaten to death by a small iron ball or hit to death by a large iron ball.
Otherwise, he would not have been so anxious to let King Pingxi rebel.
He is indeed at a disadvantage in this situation.
All that can be done now is to rely on the power of King Pingxi and the Queen to contain Zhao Xiaole.
He had no choice.
Although he was unwilling to do so, the third prince thought for a while and then said, "Then do it as you wish!"