Absolute protagonist

Outside the Wei capital of Ziyang, smoke billowed and flags covered the sun. The 100,000-strong army of the Northern Yuan Dynasty surrounded the entire imperial capital. The dark army descended on the ground like a dark cloud, and the terrifying murderous aura and blood almost froze the air.

The emperor hesitated in the palace for a long time, and finally mustered up the courage to walk up to the city wall. Just as he was about to wait and see, an arrow broke through the air and passed by him. The emperor's legs suddenly weakened and he almost fell. Fortunately, the commander of the Zhen'an Army beside him helped him in time, allowing him to barely maintain a little face.

But at this time, no one else had the heart to secretly laugh at the emperor. The performance of the more than ten court officials following the emperor was not much better. Those who were slightly calmer were just pale, and those with worse psychological quality were already shaking with shock. Even the Minister of War, who was said to be in charge of the mobilization of the imperial army, took a few steps back with his big belly, and his fat body almost knocked down the guards behind him.

In the distance, a burst of joyful laughter broke out from the Northern Yuan army. This naked ridicule made the emperor's face swell red. But looking at the tents that stretched for dozens of miles, the cold blades reflecting the cold light under the sun, his anger was immediately extinguished like snow water.

He chose to leave from the bottom of his heart.

And a long horn sounded under the city wall. The Northern Yuan army was completely on the move.

"I didn't expect the Northern Yuan army to come so quickly!" Back in Qianyuan Hall, the emperor's face was still extremely ugly, "In three days, they actually took eleven cities in a row and came straight to Ziyang. Shengwu Army is a bunch of trash!"

Compared with the unparalleled offensive of the Northern Yuan army, the previous amazing record of the righteous army taking seven cities in a month was nothing.

Of course, there is a reason for the huge difference in the marching speed between the two.

The style of the righteous army is much gentler. Every time they arrive in a city, they will appease the local people and provide relief to the victims, and they are unwilling to kill too many people.

The Northern Yuan army, however, did not care about the lives of the Wei people. After breaking through the Wei defense line by a quick attack, all the cities along the way were looted by the Northern Yuan army, and countless men, women, and children were taken as slaves. It is no wonder that the Northern Yuan army marched at an astonishing speed.

"Your Majesty, I dare to ask, when will the Northern Flame Army return to the capital?" After a long time, a minister of the prince suddenly stood up and asked.

His question suddenly awakened the ministers. These ministers seemed to have finally found a way out. For a while, they did not care about the etiquette between the monarch and the ministers, and hurriedly asked questions.

The emperor had just issued an imperial edict not long ago, summoning the Northern Flame Army to return to the capital to guard and prepare to go south to avoid disaster. It was just that they had never expected that the Northern Yuan army would be so fast and would force their way to the city of Ziyang in three days, so they were blocked in Ziyang. But if the Northern Flame Army could arrive in time, maybe they would still have a chance to escape!

With such a fluke mentality, the ministers asked one after another.

The emperor was slumped behind the imperial desk, with a deep bitter smile on his face.

——He also wanted to know the answer to this question.

Seven days had passed since he sent an urgent letter to the Northern Flame Army 800 miles away, but he had not received any news. The messenger never came back. The emperor really didn't know whether there was a problem with the Northern Flame Army or the barbarians outside Ziyang City were making trouble.

Seeing the emperor's expression, the civil and military officials in the court also understood something. They no longer asked about the Northern Flame Army, but each found an excuse to disperse. As for whether they would quickly pack up their things and prepare to find an opportunity to escape after returning home, or take out their pens and ink to write a colorful article, ready to surrender as soon as the city was broken, it was unknown.

The palace was also in chaos. The eunuchs were all worried. Even those who were usually clever and pleasing made mistakes today. But the concubines were not in the mood to show off in front of the servants. They almost blocked the road when the emperor was leaving the court, wanting to ask something from the emperor to make themselves feel at ease. Although the final result made them more panic.

Dong Dong Dong——

Outside Ziyang City, the sound of war drums sounded, and the mighty Northern Yuan army rushed towards this capital city that had existed for more than 200 years like mountains and seas. Hundreds of thousands of troops were lined up on the plain, and there was almost no end in sight.

The Zhen'an Army, one of the three major armies of the Wei State, guarded Ziyang City. It was also an elite army in its early years. It's a pity that with the decline of national strength in recent years, there have been endless incidents such as embezzlement of military pay and inferior armaments. This army has been pampered in Ziyang City for many years, and its combat effectiveness has long declined.

If it weren't for the fact that the walls of Ziyang City were difficult to attack but easy to defend, and the support of arrows provided by the emperor at all costs, and the use of arrows to cause a large number of casualties from a high position, it would be difficult to be in a stalemate with the Northern Yuan Army like now.

Moreover, the entire Northern Yuan was originally integrated by many foreign ethnic groups in Mobei, and the barbaric habits have not faded, and even many habits on the grasslands are retained.

For example, during the battle, slaves led the way in front, and the real soldiers followed behind to charge, regardless of the life or death of the slaves, and directly swung their swords and chopped them. In order to survive, the slaves naturally had to rush forward more desperately. This fierce momentum shocked a group of Wei soldiers who had lived in Ziyang for a long time and had never seen blood.

Seeing the Northern Yuan army rushing up fiercely, the large group of slaves leading the front were incompletely clothed and skinny, but they were willing to charge under the arrows one by one, completely a posture of not wanting their lives. Many Zhen'an soldiers felt inexplicable fear in their hearts, and their hands holding the bows and arrows trembled slightly.

Not long after, there was a commotion on the west side of the city wall. A part of the Northern Yuan army broke through the defense line and came under the city wall, and several towering ladders were set up.

The dense slave army surged upward like a tide of ants. The Wei army defending the city was finally aroused by the fear of death. They roared and rushed towards the enemy with swords. At the same time, boiling gold juice poured down, and huge rocks fell from the sky like meteorites. Amid screams, the Northern Yuan army that had just climbed up the city wall fell down like dumplings.

Two days and one night passed quickly, and the corpses lying on the walls and corners were spread all over the walls. The Zhen'an army guarding the city wall was obviously beginning to lose strength and could only hold on.

But the Zhen'an army had only 50,000 troops after all, and the weapons in the city were limited. If there were no reinforcements, it would probably be the limit to hold on for another two days.

So the emperor gave an order, and all the young and strong in the city were conscripted to the city wall. Overnight, the originally prosperous Ziyang City was desolate.

Late at night.

The emperor in the deep palace woke up from a nightmare, his pajamas soaked with cold sweat. He panted sharply, and his violent heartbeat had not yet subsided. Suddenly, a noisy sound came from outside the palace.

"Why is there so much noise!"

The emperor, served by the eunuch, impatiently got out of bed and pushed the door open. Just as he was about to scold, his steps suddenly stopped.

A fierce fire lit up in the distant sky, followed by the sound of fierce fighting. A young eunuch ran over breathlessly: "Your Majesty! It's not good. The enemy attacked at night. The South Gate is about to be lost!"

"What?!" The emperor was dizzy for a while and almost thought he was still dreaming, but soon he calmed down and repeatedly ordered the eunuchs around him: "Quick! Go find the commander of the imperial guards, Lu Ping!"

He turned around and shouted to several other eunuchs: "Go and find the prince and the imperial concubine!"

But it was too late. Not long after he finished his order, there was a cry of killing in Ziyang City. The Northern Yuan army rushed in!

The emperor immediately ordered the palace gate to be blocked. Many ministers who came overnight gathered in Qianyuan Hall. The emperor came late with the crown prince and the imperial concubine. The second prince who took the initiative to follow him was also among them.

The commander of the imperial guards, Lu Ping, led the only 500 imperial guards in the palace, firmly guarding the palace gate and making the final resistance.

The atmosphere in Qianyuan Hall was extremely gloomy.

The shouts and screams that permeated the imperial city kept reaching everyone's ears. The emperor and the crown prince were both disheveled and looked embarrassed. The imperial concubine beside him was only wearing pajamas, revealing her exquisite curves, but no one cared about her stunning beauty at this time. Everyone's eyes were focused on the emperor, with all kinds of expressions.

The emperor sighed with regret.

Recalling the past glory, looking at the current predicament, and recalling the last emperor who lost his country and died in countless history books, he felt a great sense of sadness in his heart.

Especially when he thought of several emperors who were humiliated by barbarians after being captured, he could not help but shudder. Compared with falling into the hands of barbarians and being unable to live or die, he would rather take the initiative to give himself a decent ending.

Thinking of this, the emperor clenched the porcelain bottle in his hand with trembling hands. That was the poison he prepared for himself.

Looking around at the civil and military officials around him, the imperial concubine and the prince next to him, the emperor was deeply moved and forced to comfort himself: at such a point, there are still these loyal ministers who come to rescue him, and the beloved concubine and prince are willing to die with him, he should really be satisfied.

Looking down at the messy ministers below, he took a deep breath, and wanted to brew his emotions before dying: "My dear ministers, I..."

"Your Majesty!" The white-haired old prime minister at the bottom of the stairs interrupted him directly, "Now my great Wei is in danger, I hope Your Majesty will act on the emergency and not act impulsively."

"Prime Minister, you!" The emperor vaguely guessed what the other party meant. He looked at the other party in disbelief, shocked and angry.

The prime minister was unmoved and continued: "Your Majesty, the barbarians of the Northern Yuan Dynasty do not understand benevolence, righteousness and etiquette. Now the lives of the people in the city are all in your mind. I hope Your Majesty will put the overall situation first and take the initiative to surrender. In this way, the lives of the people and Your Majesty can be saved."

As he said this, he knelt directly on the ground.

Upon hearing this, the other court officials knelt down behind the prime minister without hesitation, saying in unison: "I hope Your Majesty will put the overall situation first and surrender voluntarily."

Emperor: "..."

He looked at everyone in disbelief.

These ministers responded to his gaze calmly one by one, and only a few lowered their heads in shame.

The prime minister pressed on: "Please make a decision early, Your Majesty!"

The reason why the ministers entered the palace late at night was not simple, at least it had nothing to do with the emperor's idea of ​​saving the emperor.

-Now that the city is full of chaotic soldiers, they want to rely on the strong defense of the palace to save their lives, and also want to see if the emperor has any hidden way to escape, so that they can leave together.

But now it seems that the current emperor is indeed a complete waste, and there is no way to reverse the situation. In this case, don't blame them for choosing to save themselves.

If they could successfully persuade the emperor to surrender to the Northern Yuan Dynasty, it would certainly be a great achievement. Not to mention preserving themselves, it would be more than enough to make further progress in the new dynasty. Even if they failed to persuade him to surrender, the emperor's head would be a precious life-saving talisman.

Thinking of this, the panic in the hearts of these court officials dissipated unconsciously, and their eyes flashed with unusual greed and passion.

Under the coercion of the officials, the emperor didn't know what to do for a while. No matter how he was shocked and angry, scolded and accused, the officials were indifferent, and wanted to use it as a stepping stone to save their lives and advance.

Several powerful military attachés stepped forward and tried to lift the emperor up.

"Okay, okay! You are really my good ministers!"

The emperor smiled miserably and did not resist.

He inexplicably remembered the war ten years ago. After the tragic defeat, he recalled the countless warring officials who had their homes confiscated and executed in anger, as well as the remaining seemingly submissive yes-men in the palace.

Is the current situation not the reincarnation of cause and effect?

The arrogant and arrogant prince Jiang Chen in the past looked at such a scene and felt an inexplicable chill in his heart, and his blood was running cold all over his body.

He subconsciously looked at his mother-in-law. The other party has always been quite skillful and has been able to rise to the top step by step in the cannibal harem. No matter what problems arise, his mother and concubine can solve them for him. She is the supporter Jiang Chen always relies on.

But at this moment, he saw his mother-in-law, who always boasted that she was as resourceful as her son, fell to the ground at some point. Her beautiful face was pale, as if her gorgeous makeup had faded, revealing her inner desolation.

…

The shouts of death outside gradually weakened, and the sound of neat footsteps in the middle of the night was particularly clear.

All the officials, including the prime minister, subconsciously adjusted their robes and faced the direction of the visitor, showing just the right and respectful smiles, but the smiles suddenly froze on their faces.

Outside the gate of Qianyuan Hall, beams of fire suddenly lit up, and then more than a dozen knights in black armor hurriedly arrived, with blood still wet on their armor.

This is clearly the costume of the Northern Flame Army!

A figure walked out from among the many knights guarding him, his dark robe seemed to blend into the night. Under the familiar wooden mask, the young man's playful eyes swept across the hall, as if he could see at a glance what drama had happened here. A low laugh escaped his throat.

"F-Fifth Emperor's Brother?" The prince's disbelieving voice broke the strange calm in the palace.

The emperor, who was sitting on the ground with a dejected expression, also raised his head in shock and looked at his son in disbelief. Familiar attire and familiar appearance, but the aura about him was particularly unfamiliar.

Chu Si's eyes fluttered across everyone, and he naturally caught the sudden burst of ecstasy in the emperor's eyes, the bewildered look on the prince's face, and the ice in the eyes of the imperial concubine. There were also the awkward and weird expressions of the courtiers in the palace.

He finally looked at Xue Hai, who had been following him closely, and made an invitation gesture.

"I'll leave this to you. If you want revenge, just go ahead and do it." Chu Si chuckled, "As for me, I'll go and get rid of all the troublesome guys outside."

The young man turned and walked out of the palace, his thin figure walking through the silent palace. Wherever he went, palace lanterns were lit up one by one, and the palace lanterns holding palace lanterns stood respectfully by the roadside. It seemed that the entire palace was revitalized because of his arrival.

A group of knights led their horses to guard outside the palace gate. Chu Si got on his horse and headed out first.

At this time, the sound of swordsmen fighting in Ziyang City gradually subsided. The Beiyuan Army that was making trouble in the city was cut down to the ground by groups of black armored knights who suddenly appeared. In less than half an hour, the entire imperial capital recovered. There was silence.

"Clatter" the sound of horse hooves resounded on the quiet street. A young man in black clothes wearing a wooden mask rode past, followed by dozens of knights in black armor.

The sound of horse hooves seemed to be a sudden signal. Countless black armored knights quickly appeared on the streets of Ziyang City.

Countless knights gathered towards the boy from all directions, stepping over the corpses of the Beiyuan Army on the street with iron hooves. Their focused and sincere eyes always followed the figure bathed in the moonlight.

Outside Ziyang City, the originally fierce offensive of the Beiyuan Army was restrained by an army that suddenly appeared. The endless new weapons in the hands of the opponent caught them off guard. Densely packed crossbows and arrows shot out like locusts all over the sky, overwhelming the ground. .

In the darkness, someone quietly lit a fuse.

boom!

As if thunder exploded in the sky, bright and blazing fire exploded in the Beiyuan Army. Everyone's eyes were covered with white, their ears were buzzing, and broken limbs were flying everywhere. This "miracle" like the power of God completely calmed all the Beiyuan soldiers present. Many people even began to chant silently. Recite the name of Changshengtian.

The originally solemn military situation suddenly became fragmented, and the unknown fear caused the entire Beiyuan Army Camp to panic.

At this moment, a cavalry skillfully entered the battlefield and cut the Beiyuan Army into two pieces. They were galloping like the wind, their black armor blending into the night, like ghosts that came and went without a trace on the battlefield.

The young leader at the head wore a strange wooden mask, with sword lights falling from his body like a waterfall, almost turning killing into an art form.

"Ugh——"

In the night, the horn sounded.

The Beiyuan army left in a hurry, leaving only corpses scattered all over the mountains and fields outside Ziyang City.

Chu Si jumped off the horse and gently straightened the folds of his clothes. His movements were elegant and calm, like a noble prince sitting in a golden hall, holding a soft pen in his hand, without any trace of murderous intent.

He looked at the young knight who came towards him after taking care of the battlefield with a smile, and nodded seriously: "Well done! If you hadn't successfully contained the enemy, this night attack would not have gone so smoothly!"

The young knight took off his coat, with a hint of embarrassment on his face. He grinned, revealing his white teeth, and his eyes were bright and fiery: "Without the help of the young gentleman, we would not be as strong as we are today."

The money spent on taking in refugees, providing relief to disaster victims, and even feeding the army along the way is definitely an astronomical figure. What's more, there are also new weapons that the other party has improved... Thinking of the power of the first test just now, Lin Wuwei's eyes became extremely fanatical.

The two discussed the plan for the future, and the former Zhenbei Army and the current Yi Army led by Lin Wuwei slowly left from another direction.

I seemed to have discovered an incredible truth in a trance...

No, no, no! Don't tell it! I will never believe it even if you tell it! How could my male god Emperor Zhaoyuan be...qaq I don't accept it!

Why do I have the same idea? Wake me up! The facts clearly written in history, I must not have woken up yet hahahaha...

History is not credible. How many times have the history textbooks been revised during this period? Admit the facts! Our prince is the man who asked the entire network to revise the textbooks [funny jg]

Hahahaha what a weird title? The man who asked the entire network to revise the textbooks? I laughed so hard that my head almost fell off!

Chu Si's face froze slightly as his eyes casually passed over the transparent live broadcast screen. If it was in a comic, his forehead would have been covered with black lines.

He ignored the various cheerful remarks of this group of silly viewers and continued to clean up the battlefield.

The sky was bright.

On the blood-stained plain, Chu Si recalled the remaining Beiyan Army soldiers and returned to Ziyang City.

At the city gate, the deputy commander of the Zhen'an Army deliberately stood guard here and saluted respectfully to the prince, who praised him lightly: "Well done."

He immediately made a happy look and retreated respectfully.

Chu Si left without taking the other party's trick to heart.

The deputy commander had already had a handle in Chu Si's hand, and with a little inducement, he had become a member of the net long before. That night, it was he who personally opened the city gate to let the Beiyan Army enter the city.

Imperial Palace, Qianyuan Hall.

As soon as Chu Si stepped into the hall, he met a pair of eyes that were wide open. In the dilated pupils, there was still extreme unwillingness and fear.

The owner of these eyes was dressed in the clothes of a prince, and fell face down at the gate of Qianyuan Hall. It seemed that he was stabbed by a knife before he could escape.

Behind him, corpses were scattered all over the magnificent hall, and more than a dozen corpses of all sizes fell in the hall.

A trace of surprise flashed across Chu Si's eyes.

At this time, a hurried sound of footsteps came from behind him. He turned around and saw the eunuch Zhang Jingzhong running over in a panic.

"Your Highness, it's bad!" He gasped for breath, his face twisted with fear, "They are all dead! Last night, the entire Wei royal family was killed!"

"...What's going on?" Chu Si had a vague guess in his mind.

"It's... it's General Xu Yong! He killed all the royal family members by himself!"

"Xu Yong..." Or, "Xue Hai——"

Chu Si was thoughtful and whispered softly.

"What do you want to do..."

According to Zhang Jingzhong, after Chu Si left the palace, Xue Hai falsely passed on the imperial decree and summoned all the royal family members to the palace and killed them all. The rest of those who did not obey the decree were also killed in the mansion by his men.

Such a move was really beyond Chu Si's expectations, and he had to admit that he seemed to have not figured out something.

-Sure enough, human hearts are not 100% predictable. Human emotions are also difficult to judge with reason.

He was not angry, but was quite curious about Xue Hai's behavior, and a strong interest arose in his heart at the first time.

"Where is Xu Yong now?" After thinking for a while, Chu Si asked directly, "And where are the emperor and other court officials?"

"They were all locked up in the garden in the west by General Xu, and General Xu is also there."

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