After thinking about it, he said again: "Send someone out of the palace to see if you can get close to the army and ask about his intentions..."

At this moment, there are many people who made such a choice like Liu Quqi.

When it is unknown who the troops are from, who belongs to them.

Most ministers chose to wait and see.

But some people have made completely opposite choices.

"The troops were dispatched at night, without the imperial edict, and the tiger talisman was encircled in the relatives, and there was a official residence to isolate the inside and outside!" After Zhao Ponu, who was already old and had white hair and hair, was woken up from the bed by his retainer, he immediately ordered people to put on the armor he had not worn for a long time and picked up the long sword he had not used for a long time: "This is a traitor, and everyone can kill him!"

"Two and three sons, follow me out of the house to kill the thief!"

For this old general, the people outside had already rebelled nakedly.

Anyone who raises troops and causes trouble should die no matter who he is!

Although he is old, he cannot tolerate such a thing happening!

So, under the gaze of countless ministers and marquis throughout Shangguanli, the cavalry general Sima and the eagle strike general, from the Piaohou, the Hungarian General, the Bianye Hou, and the Junji General Zhao Ponu, led more than a hundred people, wearing armor and swords, out of the mansion, wearing swords and swords, and approaching the unknown troops and horses lined up and down the streets.

The old general stood in the first row holding a long sword, and shouted loudly at the army holding torches and placing arrows, "I am Zhao Ponu! Sima Zhao Ponu under the command of the champion Zhongjinghou! Who are you? How dare you surround the streets at night? You know that your trip is a crime of punishment for the clan? You can quickly abandon your weapons and kneel down, and you may be pardoned!"

However, in the army opposite, there was only one voice answering: "This is a thief minister. The emperor has an imperial edict, so he will not be killed!"

As he said that, a chain appeared in the fire.

The Han army's military law is like a mountain, especially the soldiers and horses of the Zhonglei Captain. They never ask who the other party was, but only look at the emperor's decree.

In front of the Emperor's Day, the young soldiers calmly opened their bowstrings and shot deadly arrows.

Puff puff puff!

The sound of bowstrings resounded in the streets.

The old general opposite was not afraid. He led his family and retainers to shout and started charging towards the arrow.

One retainer after another, his son and nephew fell beside Zhao Ponu.

Zhao Ponu himself was also hit by several arrows, but he became excited, waved the sword in his hand, and shouted loudly: "The Han family is very kind, and it is only today to serve the country and the king!"

Unfortunately, when he rushed out of the street, rows of sharp halberds appeared in front of him.

Puff! The sharp halberd pierced the white-haired old general through.

His body collapsed weakly.

Blood and internal organs flowed all over the floor.

but……

The veteran general used all his last strength to grab a long halberd that pierced his body and shouted: "Kill the thief!"

In his pupils, images kept flashing by.

There was a scene of a horse galloping on the Heshuo grassland when I was young and dealing with the Hun cavalry.

There are also highlights when he was in his prime, he entered the Han army and chased the north.

There are also glory of being a founder of the emperor and the generals, and glorious ancestors.

But in the end, a young general who was riding on a war horse, full of energy and passionateness reflected in his eyes!

The general stood on the hillside and stretched out his hand to him: "Sima Zhao, are you willing to destroy the Huns with me?"

The young general smiled.

"Grand Sima..." Zhao Ponu spitted blood: "I regret it in this life that I can no longer be the pioneer of the Grand Sima!"

At the last moment of consciousness, Zhao Ponu felt a vague sound of boots coming into his ears.

Then, his blurry eyes saw a figure under a torch.

"Old General Zhao..."

"Why can't you listen to my advice and have to go to this dead end?" So he stepped forward, pulled out the long halberd that penetrated Zhao Ponu's body and threw it aside. Then, he looked at the more than a hundred corpses standing in front of him, sighed softly, and ordered: "Get a grand funeral! Although General Hung He rebelled against the emperor and was a treacherous minister, he finally made contributions to the country..."

Then, he stepped across the street with blood and dead bodies, and looked at the marquis and ministers who were lying on the walls, hiding in the mansion, trembling and trembling.

He laughed.

Since ancient times, killing has been the most effective means of deterrence.

And what he wants to do tonight is especially necessary to kill.

Bloody killing!

Kill without mercy and without room for room for killing!

The corpses of the deceased will surely fill the gullies in Chang'an and even cut off the Wei River!
Chapter completed!