Volume Four, The Year of the Curtain, Chapter 90: Victory in a Thousand Worlds
Like Xian Zhilang, there are many people who firmly believe that the Tang Dynasty will surely win the final victory.
Some people died in last night's battle.
Some people still fight.
A Tang general cut off the neck of a Yan guard in half with a sword.
He was the commander of the frontier camp of the Northeastern Frontier Army of the Tang Dynasty, and his surname was Shengming Yongli.
His name is very auspicious, especially for a general. Whether it is the late emperor or General Xiahou, they all like to see his name in the battle reports, so his name appears more and more often in the battle reports.
, firmly controls the most powerful heavy cavalry battalion of the Northeast Frontier Army.
Of course, even if he is the illegitimate son of His Majesty the Emperor, he cannot rise to such an important position in the army just by relying on his name. Sheng Yongli is very good at fighting and winning. This is the key.
He has killed many enemies on the battlefield in his life, including those from Yan State, some from Song State, barbarians from Zuozhang Royal Court, and barbarians returning from the south. But now that he thinks about it, in total, none of them were killed last night.
many.
The archway collapsed and the front camp was ambushed. He rushed forward with a spear to kill him. When the spear broke, he changed his sword. His right arm was hit by a hammer and the shoulder armor was a little deformed, so he changed his simple sword to his left hand.
Pu's sword rubbed and collided with the bones of many prairie cavalry and Yan troops, causing many gaps. Then, at that time, he saw the cavalry guards of the Xiling Temple.
He led his subordinates, continued to charge forward, and continued to kill people.
He couldn't remember how many enemies he had killed.
He only remembered the proud guard cavalry of the Xiling Temple, and in the end, only horror and despair remained on their faces.
He only remembered that all the enemies who dared to stand in front of the front camp were turned into corpses.
This killing lasted until dawn.
He has also fought his way from the archway to the palace.
This memory was very bloody and made him feel very happy.
Blood kept dripping from the wound on the top of his head and spread across his eyes. Sheng Yongli's vision had turned blood red. The Yan Kingdom Palace, which was full of autumn trees, no longer showed any beauty, only blood.
He was already very tired. But thinking that the general's military orders had not yet been completed, he dragged his injured right leg, supported his heavy body with a half-broken plain knife, and continued walking deeper into the palace.
Sheng Yongli did not look back, knowing that all his subordinates who followed him into the palace had died.
Because he didn't hear any footsteps behind him.
Winner didn't care, he kept moving forward.
In the bloody field of vision, a few bright lights suddenly appeared. It should be that other Tang troops entered the palace. They wanted to take advantage of the chaos to set fire to the palace. Unfortunately, after a series of battles, the number of comrades who could still enter the palace was too small.
.The fire was quickly put out by the palace guards and eunuchs.
Sheng Yongli shook his head, feeling a little regretful.
Then he saw a vermilion palace gate.
He doesn't know where this is.
He put half of the sword under his arm and pushed open the heavy palace door.
Behind the door is a side hall. There are many panicked maids and eunuchs in front and behind the side hall.
Seeing the Tang army covered in blood, the palace maids and eunuchs all screamed. The eunuchs' screams were even more shrill and tragic than those of the palace maids.
Sheng Yongli was startled and took the sword back into his hand. When he saw an old man in bright yellow clothes behind the eunuch and the maid, he subconsciously felt that he was a little dazzled and stretched out his hand to rub his eyes.
When he took his fingers away from his eyes, there was blood all over his fingertips.
A brave eunuch screamed and hit him with a wooden stick.
Sheng Yongli wanted to swing the sword, but found that all his strength seemed to have been used at the moment when he pushed the palace door open, and he could not lift his arm.
There was a muffled sound, and the wooden stick in the eunuch's hand hit him hard on the forehead.
There were already two deep wounds on his forehead, which bled a lot, so he added the stick. There was no visible change, but the power of the stick made his vision go dark and he almost fell down.
Sheng Yongli was on the verge of falling, but he stared at the old man in bright yellow clothes on the stone steps. He refused to fall.
He stared hard at the old man.
The old man who can wear bright yellow clothes in the palace of Yan State can only be the Emperor of Yan.
After killing all night, he finally entered the palace and found Emperor Yan. He was about to complete the military orders given by the general. However, he had no strength and was about to die.
Sheng Wynn was very unwilling.
Very unwilling.
Emperor Yan has been seriously ill for many years and may die at any time. He relies on the imperial doctors and rare medicines sent from Chang'an City to survive. Now that His Majesty is dead, why doesn't this bad old man die?
Sheng Yongli roared angrily.
Then he used all his strength to throw the half-cut knife in his hand towards the bad old man in the distance.
Judging from the injuries on his body, he should have died a long time ago. The reason why he did not die was because he had been holding that breath in his chest, and all the strength in his body did not add up to much left.
The Pu Dao broke through the air and flew crookedly. It fell down without touching Yan Huang's body, bounced on the ground a few times, and almost hit Yan Huang's toes.
Emperor Yan had been seriously ill for many years, and when the Tang army besieged the palace, he was already so frightened that he could not think clearly. At this time, he watched the blood-demon-like Tang army throw flying knives at him. He did not see clearly where the knife landed, he only heard
There was a crisp sound, and his face suddenly turned pale with fright, his lips turned black, he clutched his chest and collapsed softly into the eunuch's arms.
"I am shocked!"
Emperor Yan screamed in surprise, kicked his feet, closed his eyes, and lost his breath.
There were screams and cries in the side hall, and the eunuchs and maids fled in all directions. No one could care about Emperor Yan's body. In a panic, a maid overturned an oil lamp, and the curtain suddenly caught fire.
Sheng Yongli looked at the scene in front of him. It took him a while to understand what happened. He murmured to himself: "I was scared to death? Is this called an emperor?"
After saying these words and completing the military orders delivered by Xian Zhilang, he really felt tired and hurt at this time. He slowly sat down on the ground and closed his eyes with a satisfied smile.
The commander of the forward battalion of the Northeastern Frontier Army of the Tang Dynasty, Sheng Yongli, won the last victory in his military career.
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The news of Emperor Yan's death soon spread from the palace to the palace.
Looking at the direction of the palace where the black smoke was billowing, Xian Zhilang was quiet for a long time, and then burst into laughter. His laughter seemed particularly unrestrained and joyful.
"Even if it's an ambush, even if Her Royal Highness the Princess and I fall into your trap, you still have to trade the life of an emperor and a palace in order to destroy my Northeast Frontier Army!"
Prince Chongming's face was ashen, while Long Qing remained silent.
Xian Zhilang looked at the two of them quietly, his eyes were extremely cold, and said: "This is not enough. I can tell you now that if you become a capital in the future, you will be bloodbathed by our Tang army."
Long Qing said: "There will no longer be a country like Tang in the world, and naturally there will no longer be a Tang army."
"Your Highness and I are indeed sinners of the Tang Dynasty, but do you really think that this battle of Chengjing can decide everything? Destroy the Tang Dynasty? Just you?"
Xian Zhilang looked at everyone and said sarcastically, then returned his sword and killed himself.
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