Chapter 45: The King of Shang bravely wields his sword, and his comrades die together!
the other side.
When Zishou was halfway through, he ordered the guards: "You and other six hundred soldiers will be divided into four groups to protect the four palaces. The others will follow me out of the palace and go to Lutai."
The guard of King Shang who was named was a little puzzled: "The palace is easy to defend and difficult to attack, why does the king need to go out?"
Zishou smiled and said, "Because they want me to go out, but if I don't go to see them, wouldn't it be a waste of all my efforts?"
"Besides, if I don't leave the palace, many people will die in Chaoge City. They are all my subjects of the Great Shang."
"But the king's body is rich in gold..."
"Don't talk nonsense. If any of my concubines have even a single hair injured, please kill yourself to apologize."
The guards did not dare to disobey the king's order. They gritted their teeth and followed the order and left. However, they couldn't help but look back at the lonely figure of their king.
"The king will win...will he win just like before?"
"Of course, the king never loses."
The Shang King's guards, who were enforcing the order, couldn't help but whisper on the march.
Although the distance was far away, Zi Shou could still hear it with his strong ears. He sighed slightly.
He actually didn't think he would definitely win, but if he didn't leave the palace, the army's attention would always be focused on the palace, but the palace was too big. He only had a thousand people, and he had to defend the four palaces and eight gates.
How is it possible to defend everything?
Moreover, it is impossible for the rebels to maintain strict military discipline, and they will inevitably wreak havoc on Chaoge and massacre the people.
And if he leaves the palace, the four concubines will be preserved, and the people of Chaoge will die less.
Fengxian is in charge of the Meridian Gate, and the Fourth Palace is defended by the most elite guards in the world. The rebels' target is him after all, so how can they have the spare force to attack the Fourth Palace?
Zi Shou was getting further and further away, and gradually he could no longer see his shadow. A guard named Yin Jing couldn't help but asked: "Yin Bing, do you believe in destiny?"
"I only believe in the king."
"I only believe in your Majesty." Many people responded in unison.
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Outside the north gate is Yanshi Terrace.
As expected, the rebels were not only the Chongheihu who attacked the city, but also the army led by Lei Kai personally inside the Meridian Gate.
A man wearing a metal mask personally led the rebels to confront Zishou around Yanshitai.
Zi Shou looked at the man who was wearing a mask and commanding the rebels, and couldn't help laughing: "Zi Qi, why do you need to wear a mask? You can't deceive anyone. You want to be a king and act upright."
"Hahaha, what the third brother said is true." Wei Ziqi took off his mask and looked directly at Zishou for the first time since he ascended to the supreme position.
Zishou suddenly said: "Brother Wang, how should I treat you?"
Zi Qi covered his face and shed tears: "My third brother treats me well."
King Shang asked: "Then why did Brother Wang rebel?"
Wei Ziqi wiped away his tears and spoke impassionedly: "My late father once said, if you can help me, I will help you; if you can't, I will take my place. The great Shang Kingdom Zuo will never fall at your hands."
"The most important thing for the country is to have the right to sacrifice and the military. The third brother abolished the sacrifice and disrespected the immortals and gods. Now the saint blames him, and the Chengtang Kingdom will no longer exist."
"saint?"
"Yes, saint."
"The sage Nuwa personally gave me a sword, which can be used to kill stupid kings and get rid of traitorous ministers. I also asked my third brother to abdicate, so that my six-hundred-year-old country, Zuo, will not be destroyed in one fell swoop."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ziqi drew his sword. The Emperor Wa's sword, which originally had a dim light, was pulled out from its scabbard. The seven-color fairy light shone in the sky, and the night seemed to be illuminated.
The rebels let out a roar, and their morale was suddenly shaken.
"Da Shang is the country of the lonely king and the human race, but it has never been the country of immortals and gods, nor has it been the country of saints. The saints are angry and the gods and immortals are not happy. What does it have to do with the lonely king?"
"I also have a sword, please take a look at it, Brother Wang."
The Xuanyuan Sword was immediately unsheathed, and golden light filled the sky and the earth. The nine divine dragons and the colorful rays of light instantly confronted each other. The rebel army's originally soaring momentum suddenly plummeted.
No matter how powerful and unparalleled the Wahuang Sword is, the Human Emperor Xuanyuan Sword is the sword that truly represents the supremacy of the human race!
Unless absolutely necessary, Zi Qi had no intention of fighting head-on with his third brother. As a member of the royal family, he knew better than anyone else that the greatest warrior of Dashang had never been Huang Feihu, but had always been his third brother, Zi Shou.
The replacement of joists and columns is beyond the present and the past, and the flying eagles are captured with bare hands.
So Ziqi shouted, "If you are stubborn, you will set fire."
Thousands of rockets flew out, and the wooden Yanshi Tower was ignited in an instant, and the flames burst into flames.
The smoke kept drifting toward Zi Shou's eyes and nose.
King Shang sneered repeatedly: "Are the people who set fire to the holy capital of the human race really worthy of being the king of humans?"
Wei Ziqi had no intention of responding, but kept ordering people to add fuel and firewood and block the door. It seemed that he really wanted to burn him to death on the Yanshi Platform.
Not only that, there were two Taoist priests whose faces could not be seen clearly. One was holding a fire-gathering flag, and the other was holding a wind-gathering flag. A strong wind blew, and the fire took advantage of the wind, and the entire Yanshi Tower was destroyed in half a stick of incense.
Completely engulfed in fire.
Fortunately, Zi Shou had never thought of defending here. With a swing of his sword, the fire and boulders blocking the door were split open, and he was the first to take the lead and rush out.
Then, with a voice like thunder, he shouted: "I am alone with all the troops, and I will die together with you!"
"Kill with me!"
With another sword blow, the dozens of rebels blocking the door were cut into two pieces.
King Shang was so brave, and the 400 guards he led also fought hard, with 400 against 10,000. One charge overwhelmed the rebels and they were unable to hold their heads up.
After all, this is the bloodiest street fighting. No matter how large the numerical advantage is, only a few people can be cut down. Blood and flesh are flying everywhere, and broken bodies are scattered everywhere.
Seeing Zi Shou's murderous appearance, Wei Zi, who had always regarded himself as a noble man, couldn't help but feel frightened and retreated into the army. At this time, a strong man with green face, red hair and a huge mouth and fangs holding a huge mountain-breaking ax came out.
Han Dengzhong came up to greet him.
Behind him were four brothers, forming horns against each other, rushing towards Zi Shou from five directions.
Zishou recognized them at a glance: "Bandits from Huanghua Mountain? They put in a bid to sell Seoul!"
The person coming from the front is the boss Deng Zhong.
The Xuanyuan Sword slashed horizontally, with a "wuwu" sound as it cut through the air, as if the void was shattered. Deng Zhong, who was known for his infinite strength and unparalleled bravery, was actually cut back three meters alive.
Ax Bing's hands were bleeding.
The one who came up was Xin Huan, the second oldest one. Xin Huan had wings that could soar into the sky. He rushed towards Zi Shou with a hammer and drill, and they met head on. As soon as they got close, he was punched by Zi Shou and was knocked away.
"Crack." The sound of breaking bones could be heard endlessly.
The third son, Zhang Jie, rode a long spear astride a white horse and came from the left. The spear swept across and struck Zi Shou with both hands. It was inevitable to avoid him.
But Zishou just raised his leg and kicked the white horse under charge. The white horse was kicked to the ground so hard that it died. Zhang Jie was also thrown and turned upside down.
The fourth child, Tao Rong, and the fifth child, Lin Mo, were the most vicious. They used magic weapons, the Wind Gathering Flag and the Fire Gathering Flag. After they were shaken, sand flew and rocks flew, sowing dust and sky. Many of the guards who rushed to help King Shang were killed.
His eyes were blurred, but immediately behind Zi Shou, the flames of Yanshi Tai shone into the sky, and the karma turned into dragons, and three ten-meter fire dragons bit him.
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