A soldier had already cut down a big tree outside the yard. More than a hundred soldiers rushed into the yard with a five-meter-long tree. Yang Yuanqing changed another pot of arrows. He shouted, "Come to shoot the wood!"

His voice came back in the tower, and the lower guards responded one after another, gathering arrows to shoot at the soldiers holding the wood. In just over twenty steps, three rounds of arrows were shot out on the tower, and the twenty people in the front were shot to the ground by arrows, but there were too many soldiers holding the giant tree, and the heavy giant tree still hit the copper door.

"Boom!" A loud bang, like a muffled thunder on the ground, the entire white jade pagoda shook violently. Although the copper door was thick, it could not withstand the shocking collision. The door bolt broke, the tower door suddenly opened, and hundreds of soldiers rushed in.

Why did Yang Yuanqing choose a tower for defense? He has his own considerations. The pagoda has a special structure. The stairs are narrow and rotate up. As long as you keep the tower ladder, it will be difficult for the opponent to attack.

Of course, their number was too small and they would still not be able to defend it in the end, but they won time, which was the most critical. He had seen a large group of troops rushing from the corridor to the top of the mountain, and at most a stick of incense, reinforcements would arrive.

At this time, the Eastern Palace Guard had already rushed into Renshou Palace. Yuwen Chengdu took the lead, waved the phoenix wings and the gilded bored, and directed more than a thousand guards to rush towards the white jade tower on the top of the mountain.

Soon, Shi Xiang led a large army into Renshou Palace. They immediately closed the palace gate and controlled the situation in the palace. At this time, Shi Xiang knew that the emperor had passed away, but Shi Xiang was as careful as he could control more than a dozen imperial physicians who treated the emperor and the eunuch palace maids around him. They could prove the cause of death of the emperor.

Liu Shu was also anxious at this moment. They had wasted too much time. An unexpected person destroyed almost all his dreams. He was left with only a glimmer of chance. He shouted behind a tree: "General He, it would be too late if he didn't kill him!"

He Shaokang's eyes were red in anger. He roared and rushed into the White Jade Tower with a shield in his hand.

Flesh and blood were already fighting in the tower, hundreds of left guards were crowded on the first floor, two old Nifu corpses were on the ground, and the air was filled with pungent blood. On a narrow iron staircase behind the bronze statue, more than a hundred burly soldiers were densely packed with spears, each holding a spear, slowly surging upwards like a snail. The dozen above had been killed, but their bodies were still held by the people below and became flesh shields.

Screams kept coming from the stairs, and the first person was killed by a sword from the guards upstairs.

He Shaokang was furious and snatched a spear and yelled: "Down here all!"

The soldiers retreated one after another, and more than a dozen corpses also rolled down the stairs. He Shaokang held a shield in his left hand and a spear in his right hand. He jumped up the stairs and rushed up. He Shaokang was a descendant of the Xianbei nobleman. He was six feet five in height, with extremely strong martial arts skills, especially powerful. He was known as the number one general of the left and right guards. He used his shield to withstand the attack of four shì guards on the second floor, and stabbed the spear and was elusive. In an instant, three of the four shì guards were stabbed to death by him.

Another man, Shiìwei, turned around and ran to the third floor, but was stabbed out by He Shaokang's flying spear and nailed to the stairs.

The situation turned sharply in an instant, and He Shaokang was extremely brave. He rushed to the third floor in one breath, followed by more than a hundred rebel soldiers.

The sound of running stairs made Yang Guang's face pale. He had heard that the other party had arrived at the third floor. He felt a sense of despair of the end of the world, but Yang Yuanqing was extremely calm. He had experienced countless tests of life and death, and he knew that the God of Death had not arrived yet.

He picked up the long halberd, jumped from the fifth floor to the fourth floor, which was so shocked that Yang Guang stood up and shouted anxiously: "General Yuan Qing!"

Yang Yuanqing's voice came from the fourth floor, "Your Highness, don't worry, you have a humble position to ensure that your highness is safe!"

At this time, He Shaokang's heart was about to jump out. He was less than five steps away from Yang Guang's straight line, only one floor apart. The smooth journey of rushing all the way allowed him to see the dawn of victory.

But he didn't know that there was a man with extraordinary martial arts upstairs. When he had just rushed to the fourth floor, an extremely powerful arrow shot towards him like lightning. He instinctively raised his shield to greet him. With a "crack!", the arrow actually shot through his shield and shot on his shoulder. He Shaokang felt a piercing pain, and his back hit the wall heavily.

He Shaokang was furious, threw away his shield, swung his spear and rushed upwards. A spear stabbed Yang Yuanqing's throat in the air, but Yang Yuanqing did not dodge, and his long halberd stabbed He Shaokang's chamber very quickly. In the moment of lightning, He Shaokang's spear stopped about half a foot from Yang Yuanqing's throat.

Yang Yuanqing's face was as cold as a stone. He Shaokang slowly lowered his head and looked at him incredibly. His xiōng chamber had been pierced by a halberd. He clearly felt that the other party was not fast, but he was still stabbed first.

He Shaokang suddenly burst out with a shocking scream. This scream contained his endless despair. In the moment before his death, he seemed to have seen the moment when he was destroyed by the Nine Clans, a mouthful of blood was spurted out, and his body became weak and he died on Yang Yuanqing's long halberd.

Yang Yuanqing threw his body out and smashed several shocked soldiers behind him down the stairs. A straight hall chief rushed up unwillingly, but his shield was broken by Yang Yuanqing's halberd. The spear pierced his head and nailed him to the wall. His brain was spurted out. Yang Yuanqing's long halberd was removed and the body rolled down.

The entire Baiyu Tower was silent. He Shaokang had been the general of the Zuowei Zhi Pavilion for nearly ten years and was very likely to win people's hearts. Most of his subordinates were absolutely obedient to him, but when he died, the soldiers lost their spiritual pillars. They were confused and doubtful, and didn't know where they should go.

At this moment, Yang Guang's voice sounded on the fifth floor of Baiyu Tower, "I am the prince, and I am about to be the Emperor of the Sui Dynasty. You and others were blocked by He Shaokang and committed a serious crime. Now the main evil has been sentenced. You and others will disperse immediately. I will not pursue the matter, otherwise the whole family will be executed!"

The soldiers' morale of the army had disintegrated. They were extremely panicked and retreated to the stairs, rushed out of the white jade tower, threw away their weapons and fled in scattered. At this time, the black Eastern Palace guards had rushed over halfway up the mountain. Seeing that the situation was gone, Liu Shu laughed bitterly, and a small porcelain bottle was released from his arms, unscrewed the bottle plug, drank it in one gulp, and slowly lay down. Looking at the white clouds in the sky, he couldn't help but sigh, "Planning is for people, and success is for heaven!"

There was a scream in front of the Baiyu Tower, and more than 500 Eastern Palace guards rushed into the yard and killed dozens of rebels who had no time to escape.

Yang Guang had already seen Yang Su and Yuwen Shu running from the foot of the mountain from the window. He knew that the overall situation was settled and he breathed a sigh of relief. Although he was still a few steps away from ascending the throne, he would not be as embarrassed as today. Life and death were hanging in the middle of the line. Yang Guang heard the footsteps behind him. He turned around and stared at Yang Yuanqing who was walking up the stairs, and his heart was filled with a deep feeling. It was this young general who saved himself in the most critical moment. After a while, Yang Guang asked lightly: "Yuanqing, just say, what do you want me to reward you?"

Yang Yuanqing half-kneeled and saluted, "What he does today is just the duty of being a minister. He will do his best to become His Majesty's shield. He does not need any reward!"

Yang Guang shook his head slowly, "Although it was just a coincidence to meet you today, it was God's will. You saved my life. Although you don't want a reward, maybe you are willing to be my strong shield, but I, Yang Guang, never owe any favors. Say it! What do you want?"

Yang Yuanqing pondered for a moment, then said in a deep voice: "There is only one thing in the humble position. I hope that one day in the future, Your Highness will accept a warning from the humble position."

Yang Guang stared at him for a while and finally nodded, "I actually don't like to listen to others' advice, but for the sake of you saving me once, okay! I promise you."

Yang Guang's face showed a knowing smile, "Yuan Qing, I will remember your kindness to save the Lord."

[The chapter tonight will not be updated. It will be released at 12 o'clock tonight. Lao Gao will explode. Everyone is looking forward to it!]
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