Late at night.

In the Eastern Palace, the sound of killing remains the same.

Le Cheng exhaled heavily, dodged the long sword from a rebel soldier in front of him, and stabbed the sharp sword in his hand into the other party's chest.

With a rapid scream, the eyes on the opposite side were about to protrude, and the body trembled slightly, and then there was no sound.

Without any joy or excitement, Le Cheng pulled out the sword fiercely and rushed to the palace wall a few feet away. There, another rebel soldier had just landed on the ground with his feet.

After a while, Le Cheng paid the price of being cut by the arm and killed the other party with great difficulty.

With a bang, Le Cheng leaned heavily on the battlements of the palace walls, gasping for breath, and his eyes were spinning.

Blood ticked out from the wound on his arm and dripped to the ground.

A few sharp golden sounds suddenly sounded from the night outside the palace walls.

Le Cheng's body was shocked and raised his head in surprise.

In Le Cheng's sight, the rebels surrounding the palace wall began to slowly retreat to the rear and stopped about fifty feet away from the palace wall.

The battle is temporarily over.

Sparse cheers sounded from the palace wall beside Le Cheng.

Le Cheng was stunned at first, then grinned and laughed.

"Mr. Anyang? But that's the case. I met me, Le Cheng, and it's not..."

With a bang, Le Cheng fell to the ground like a piece of wood and fell into a coma.

The battle for half a night took him to exhaust his energy.

Outside the palace wall, Anyang Jun stared at the small palace city in front of him with a gloomy face.

During the fierce battle, Anyang Jun lost at least 200 subordinates.

"Gao Xin, it's true that he knows some leading troops... I'll send orders to rest for three hours and continue to attack after dawn!"

Anyang Jun’s eyes were cold: “When can you guard only 500 guards? Zhao He, let’s let you live for a few more hours!”

After learning about Anyang Jun’s withdrawal, Zhao He immediately came to the palace wall.

"Master, don't go into dangerous places lightly!" Fei Yi and Li Dui tried hard to persuade each other, especially the Grand Tutor Li Dui, who was eager to kneel down and pull Zhao He's pants directly.

Li Dui felt that he was really dead this time!

The Anyang Lord is here, the palace city is about to be destroyed, and he is about to die with Zhao He.

All the dreams of powerful officials have left me!

Li Dui felt so regretful.

If I had known it, I would have been better off going to Anyang Jun at that time.

Zhao He had no intention of paying attention to what the ministers were thinking. What he wanted to do now was to let every Zhao State guard standing on the palace wall guard see his figure.

Under the illumination of torches, more than 300 imperial guards who had temporarily gathered were watching Zhao He and listening to Zhao He's words.

"Two and three sons, you did a good job tonight. I was very pleased to defeat the rebellion of Anyang Jun Zhao Zhang.

However, this is not enough. Anyang Jun has ulterior motives. He will continue to attack tomorrow. I hope you can block Anyang Jun’s offensive!

In just two days, reinforcements from Handan will arrive. By that time, Anyang Jun and his rebels will all die without a burial place!

I have helped me stay for these two days. I promise that each of you can be promoted and promoted, and that all the families of the dead will be raised for you. You will become heroes of Zhao, and recorded in history by historians!”

Zhao He finished speaking. To be honest, he didn't have much confidence in whether these words could play a role.

But doing it is better than doing nothing.

Zhao He's eyes fell on the faces in front of him, and the fire was dim, and Zhao He saw a light that was even hotter than the fire on these faces.

His words were more useful than he thought.

Because he is the king of Zhao State!

General Gao Xin, who was standing beside him, pulled out the sword in his hand at the right time and shouted: "Fight for the king!"

Hundreds of Zhao State's Imperial Guards spoke in unison: "Fight for the King!"

The sound came from afar, cutting through the night.

In the distance, there seemed to be some commotion in the rebel camp.

In the rebel army formation, Anyang Jun raised his head in surprise, looked at the palace wall of the East Palace for a while, and then showed a hint of sneer.

"Hmph, I'm still working on these useless tricks when I die!"

On the palace wall, just a few feet away from Zhao He, Fei Yi gently poked Li Dui's arm beside him: "Tao Fu, look at him."

Li Dui, who was absent-minded and didn't know what he was thinking about, looked up in a daze: "Ah?"

A happy smile appeared on Lao Xiangbang's face: "With a daughter-in-law, I personally come to the front line to boost the morale of the army. The king has the spirit of a master and father! I thought I would die here today, but now it seems that everything is unknown!"

A bleak autumn wind blew, and the coolness came straight into the heart. Li Dui sneezes hard, his nostrils and mouth were shiny, complementing his sad face.

Li Dui sneered at this in his heart.

It’s still unknown. Everyone is going to die. Why do you think of the wind of mastering the father but not mastering the father?

You, a person in your sixties and seventies, dies suddenly on the spot, which is a serious joy.

But I, Li Dui, was only in forty years old, but I haven't lived enough yet.

So, what will happen tomorrow to make Anyang Jun, who has broken through the Eastern Palace, believe that his surrender is sincere?

Li Dui was very upset.

The autumn night fades away.

At dawn, at the east gate of Handan Palace City, two horses galloped with knights.

The knight immediately raised the token: "I am the chief magistrate, the envoy of the king, and if there is an urgent matter, I will go to the palace to meet the queen mother!"

A quarter of an hour later, Empress Dowager Wu, who had just woken up, met with the two of them.

Without saying a word, Shuxian bowed to the ground: "Empress Dowager, Anyang Lord has already raised an army to cause trouble. Please ask the Empress Dowager to quickly use the King's treasure bag and send troops to quell the rebellion!"

"What?" Empress Wu was so beautiful.

Half an hour later, Zuo Shi Zhao Cheng sat on the carriage with a complacent expression and hurried into the palace.

"The Empress Dowager is so anxious to recruit me. It seems that Anyang Jun launched the attack on the Shadui Palace. Next, as long as you get the military talisman from the Empress Dowager, everything will be natural."

No one knew that Zhao Cheng had done a lot of things secretly in this day.

For example, ten years ago, Zhao Chengshu had already changed his name and surname and quietly joined the command of Anyang Jun.

Now, this Zhao Cheng's confidant has become Dai Aita Buli's right-hand man!

Not only that, Zhao Cheng also used his relationship to make his two sons the leader of two of the four towns in Handan.

As long as you get the tiger talisman and add a small cleaning, the army of the four towns around Handan, with a population of 6,000 or even more, will fall into Zhao Cheng's hands.

This number is actually not large, but in the current Sand Dune Palace, it is already a decisive force that is enough to determine the final outcome!

With military power, Zhao Cheng would let the master father Zhao Yong, the king Zhao He and the Anyang king Zhao Zhang all die in the Sha Dune Palace Incident.

Then, Zhao Cheng had the final say in this entire Zhao State!

As for Li Dui...

Originally, Zhao Cheng wanted to use Li Dui's power to control the Zhao State Bureau, but now Li Dui has also gone to the Dui Palace, so the next thing can only depend on Li Dui's own destiny.

If Li Dui was not required to control Zhao State, then Li Du's life seemed to be irrelevant.

Zhao Cheng, sitting on the carriage, thought carefully again, feeling that his plan was absolutely foolproof.

Zhao Cheng breathed a sigh of relief and finally felt relieved.

"Zhao Yong, Zhao Yong, you used the reason why you were just me as a stance on Hu clothing, riding and shooting. Have you ever thought that there will be today? It is the cycle of nature, and the retribution is unhappy!"

Looking at the dragon platform gradually approaching in front of him, the old master touched the white beard under his jaw and smiled proudly.

This Dragon Platform will soon be replaced by another owner.

Perhaps... it doesn't have to be that brat, Pingyuan Jun, Zhao Sheng, get the cheaper one.

My husband Zhao Cheng and his former Zhao Suhou are brothers, and they are the royal family of Zhao Kingdom with pure blood.

Su Hou’s descendants can be the king of Zhao, my husband’s descendants... can’t they be able to do it?
Chapter completed!