Sikong Nanfeng had already seen the situation of Marshal Mu at this time. If it really fell on the marble of this high platform, Marshal Mu's life would be taken away.
Not daring to neglect, Sikong Nanfeng jumped up and struggled to catch Shaoshuai Mu's body. But Shaoshuai Mu's speed was too fast, or the bald old man's strike was too hard. The force of the downward thrust made Sikong Nanfeng momentarily
For a while, he couldn't resist at all, so he could only follow Marshal Mu towards the high platform.
"Brothers! Hurry and catch the emperor and the commander!"
At this time, all the members of the secret guard who were struggling to support the audience had already seen this scene.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!..."
Dozens of black shadows suddenly shot towards Sikong Nanfeng and Marshal Mu, who quickly fell to the ground.
"ah!..."
Waves of screams resounded from the shooting black shadow, and the speed of the wind blade completely exceeded the speed of the black shadow. Although the court mage on the city wall did not dare to shoot Si Kong Nanfeng directly, it did not mean that he did not dare to look at Si Kong Nanfeng.
Damn it. So naturally I tried my best to prevent the secret guards from rescuing me.
"Bang!"
Although the court mages on the city wall tried their best to stop them, the secret guards finally caught Sikong Nanfeng and Mu Shaoshuai who fell down. However, they used their own bodies, or rather their own corpses, as buffers, directly cushioning them.
on the high platform. It's like spreading a quilt on the high platform.
Sikong Nanfeng and Marshal Mu fell on the bodies of the secret guards. Naturally, they were not seriously injured. Marshal Mu fell into a coma because of his serious injuries. Of course, Sikong Nanfeng was unscathed, except for the crown on his head.
He was thrown away, and his long messy hair fell down.
Sikong Nanfeng was not injured, but his heart was bleeding at the moment. These brothers exchanged their lives for his. Each of them had fulfilled their promise, but could they really do what they promised them?
?Sikong Nanfeng kept questioning himself in his heart.
Sikong Nanfeng was well aware of the betrayal of the imperial guards and had been prepared for it, so he was not surprised. The betrayal of the palace mage group made Sikong Nanfeng's heart feel as if he had been stabbed with a knife, especially the betrayal coming from his own teacher.
It made Sikong Nanfeng feel as if thousands of arrows were piercing his heart. But Sikong Nanfeng still did not despair, because he still had a trump card, which was all his hope. But this last trump card no longer belonged to him, which made Sikong Nanfeng
Nanfeng was completely desperate. It was just a fool's dream to think that he could make a comeback with more than 10,000 secret guards. What's more, even Marshal Mu was seriously injured and his life or death was uncertain. The outcome was already very clear in Sikong Nanfeng's heart.
"Zheng!"
Sikong Nanfeng suddenly drew out his sword.
"Hahaha.... "
Holding the sword tightly in his hand, Sikong Nanfeng laughed wildly, his face covered with messy hair, and his crazy look revealed the despair and sadness in his heart.
"Stop!" Sikong Nanfeng yelled.
Sikong Nanfeng's roar was like a sharp arrow piercing the heart, containing all the anger and sadness in his heart.
Everyone was shocked by the roar. They froze on the spot and stopped attacking. At this moment, everyone looked at Sikong Nanfeng quietly on the high platform, with a trace of sympathy and pity flashing in their eyes.
On the high platform, Sikong Nanfeng suddenly knelt down on his knees and cast cold eyes on the crown prince and the third prince: "The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit! I, Sikong Nanfeng, lost! I don't want to see my brothers die in vain, I want them to live one by one.
Get out." Sikong Nanfeng's tone did not allow any rebuttal.
"No!"
All the secret guards knelt down in unison.
"Emperor! We haven't lost yet! We will definitely be able to fight a bloody road to escort you, Emperor, away!"
Everyone knows what Sikong Nanfeng's surrender means, that is, death! Of course, the secret guard members know their fate. Although it is impossible to win, there is still hope for fighting a bloody road to send Sikong Nanfeng away.
Sikong Nanfeng shook his head sadly: "It is the greatest honor for me, Sikong Nanfeng, to have a group of brothers like you. You have done enough for me and the entire empire. I can't just watch you.
I'll lose my life."
"Emperor, do you know? All of us here are orphans and grew up eating royal food. In our hearts, Emperor Dongyao is not only our master, but also our father. Although we all have wives outside
Son, but you ask these brothers behind me. Where are their wives and children?" A man in black knelt down under the high platform and looked at Sikong Nanfeng and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Brothers! Tell the emperor.
, where are our wives and children!”
"It's all underground!"
All the secret guard members burst into tears.
Sikong Nanfeng was stunned, and tears of emotion could not help but well up in his eyes. The man in black who spoke was known to Sikong Nanfeng. He was Liang Jiale, deputy commander of the secret guard.
Liang Jiale tried hard to control his emotions and pointed at Marshal Mu who was unconscious on the high platform: "Just yesterday, Commander Mu ordered him to kill his wife and children, but he endured the pain in his heart without leaving a single tear.
.All brothers also dealt with their relatives yesterday, in order to prevent themselves from worrying and to prevent themselves from having a retreat. We know this is cruel, but we will go down and apologize to our wives and children! Great Emperor! You
If you admit defeat, then please allow the brothers to be loyal to you! It means that the brothers have lived up to the late emperor's entrustment. If you want to fight, the brothers will accompany you to fight to the end! Fight to the end and we will live and die with you. If you want
Let’s go, brothers will fight to open a bloody path for you! Send you away from this royal struggle. It’s your choice!”
Not only Sikong Nanfeng, but everyone present was stunned at this moment. What kind of people are these? Although their methods are somewhat cruel, their determination and loyalty deeply moved everyone present.
people.
Sikong Nanfeng slowly stood up, wiped away the tears on his face, and suddenly swung his sword forward: "Kill!"
The word "kill" explains everything that Sikong Nanfeng wants to say in his heart, and only this word "kill" can fully express Sikong Nanfeng's mood at this moment. With brothers like this, what more can I ask for! Sikong Nanfeng will not do it anyway.
Allow yourself to trap these brothers into injustice.
"Brothers! Live or die with Emperor Nanfeng! Kill!!!"
Liang Jiale stood up and shouted loudly.
"kill!!!"
The momentum unleashed by all the secret guard members swept across the entire army and was unstoppable.
The momentum of such a group of people with a belief in death made everyone present start to tremble in their hearts. Everyone believed that they would use the most extreme means to make both themselves and their enemies die very exciting. Don't doubt the will of such a group of people.
Combat power, because even if a group of sheep goes crazy, it will scare the wolves, not to mention that they are not sheep, but a group of ferocious wolves.
With unparalleled murderous intent and the belief that they would die, the secret guards rushed into the Guards camp, and all the anger in their hearts was poured out on the heads of the two hundred thousand guards. At this moment, the secret guards were like a group of crazy people.
Wolf, each of them used the strongest moves and the greatest strength in their lives.
A large number of wind blades fell densely on the crowd, coupled with the desperate killings of the secret guards, blood quickly stained the vast square red.
At this time, the prince's heart was bleeding, not because he felt distressed when he saw the guards fall one by one, but because these 200,000 guards were his biggest support. If they were all used up like this, what would he do with it?
What about fighting the third prince? The prince could not imagine at this moment that when Sikong Nanfeng fell, it would be obvious that he would become the next Sikong Nanfeng.
The balance of victory seemed to be gradually tilting towards the third prince.
A stick of incense.
Just a stick of incense.
A thick layer of corpses was spread on the square, and the losses of the Imperial Guards were naturally the greatest. At least one-third of the Imperial Guards were lost during the time of burning incense, and more than 10,000 secret soldiers were killed.
Among the Wei members, only Liang Jiale is still standing.
Liang Jiale, who was seriously injured, was leaning on the edge of the high platform, with the steel knife in front of him barely supporting his body from falling.
"Emperor! Brothers... brothers... although they are gone, but... they... they don't have any regrets!" Liang Jiale said with difficulty as he looked at Sikong Nanfeng with a smile.
Sikong Nanfeng nodded: "You are all good! You are all good brothers of my Sikong Nanfeng! My Sikong family owes you a lot, and I, Sikong Nanfeng, owe you a lot. If there is a next life, I, Sikong Nanfeng, will
The wind will definitely guide you in front of you and behind your horse!"
"Third Prince! I accept this loss, but I will leave it to you, Old Seventh Prince! Do you have any objections?" The prince squinted his eyes and stared at the third prince, and said coldly.
The third prince snorted coldly and glanced at the prince: "Why? Is it because you are the prince? It's ridiculous!"
Although both of them longed for Sikong Nanfeng's death, neither of them wanted to bear the reputation of being a brother who killed each other.
"Hahaha..." Sikong Nanfeng looked at the crown prince and the third prince with a smile: "What? Don't you two even have the courage to come over and kill me?"
Sikong Nanfeng's words touched the hearts of the two of them. They really didn't have the courage, and they were both stunned for a moment.
"Coward!" Sikong Nanfeng shook his head disdainfully: "You two are not worthy of taking my head, Sikong Nanfeng! I will do it myself!"
"Hahaha..." Sikong Nanfeng laughed wildly and slowly raised the sword in his hand and put it on his neck. Two lines of tears slowly came out from his closed eyes: "Father! You
I must have never thought that you have done so much for your child, but in the end, your child is still a complete failure! My child has let you down and failed you for all your hard work. However, my child has no regrets, nor does he regret being born into an emperor's family, nor does he regret becoming yours.
Son and father, just wait! Feng'er will come to you right now!"
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