Weiyang Palace, Beique Square.

In the darkness of dawn, neat footsteps suddenly came.

The heavy infantry holding long halberds, led by several Northern Army generals, approached the newly built square nervously.

"A hundred years ago, our ancestors were left to serve as Liu, killed the Lu family, quelled the rebellious ministers, and conquered the world, welcomed Emperor Taizong to the great throne, and became a hero of the country!" Carrying the long sword, Guan Changqing, the left commander of the Northern Army, was very excited: "Now, I inherit the ambition of my ancestors and will recreate the Han Dynasty!"

But in my heart, Guan Changqing had another idea.

He turned around and looked at the direction of Qili in the darkness. The Prime Minister's Mansion was located, and thought to himself: "Prime Minister, you can't blame me..."

"At the beginning, I agreed to establish a new dynasty and share wealth and honor in the bride!"

"However, you have been reluctant to depose the young emperor and establish a country and call it the ancestor!"

"Even, the deposed emperor refused to sign another one!"

"Now, we have to implement a system of resigning from 2,000 stones and resigning from 60 to 60 to 65 to ruling!"

"I'm fifty-eight years old this year!"

"According to your system, where can I wait for the day of founding?"

"So, you can't blame me!"

As soon as he thought of this, Guan Changqing pulled out the long sword from his waist and ordered loudly: "Today, protect the emperor and revive the Han Dynasty!"

"Everyone, let me kill you!"

So, more than two thousand northern soldiers immediately lined up and rushed to the darkness where only a few whale oil lamps were illuminated by Beique Square.

However, when they rushed halfway, everyone suddenly stopped, all the shouts of killing disappeared, and the whole world was extremely quiet.

Because, at this moment, the entire Beique City Tower suddenly lit up.

Countless bonfires were lit, and soldiers wearing black armor appeared on the city tower.

From the streets and alleys on alleys on Beique Square, countless soldiers holding torches rushed out, and a battle flag appeared in the square under the bonfire.

The figure of the Prime Minister, Chief Secretary and Secretary Zuo Pushe appeared in front of Guan Changqing.

"Mr. Hu!" Guan Changqing widened his eyes: "Didn't you go to Yingxian in the Western Regions?"

There are three giants in Yingyang's army.

The Prime Minister, the Grand Marshal, and the General Zhang Yi are the absolute leader and pillar.

But there are two other existences from that prime minister, which cannot be ignored.

Hu Jian is one of them!

The current Yingyang Army Protective System and Wuyuan Training Mechanism were established by this old civil servant.

In addition, the current military rules, laws and regulations of the Yingyang Army were also taken by this person.

Originally, there were rumors in the public that the prime minister and historian might have received the recommendation of the prime minister and became the chief minister, so he became the chief minister and ruled as a military minister.

Unexpectedly, this job ended up falling into the hands of Fan Mingyou, the captain of the Qiang Hunting School and the governor of Hehuang.

Hu Jian was transferred to the General Guardian of the Western Regions and served as the Chief Secretary of the Protectorate, responsible for assisting the Western Regions' Protector Bingji, but still retained the positions of Prime Minister Guardian and Shangshu Zuo Pushe.

When Hu Jian left, he took away three musket lieutenants of the Yingyang Army and the Changshui lieutenant who was loyal to the prime minister and had the best combat effectiveness in the Northern Army.

Now, Hu Jian appears here.

Then, there is no doubt that Captain Changshui and the three Yingyang Musket Captains who were taken away are also here.

Guan Changqing looked at Hu Jian's figure and felt inexplicably sad and angry.

He didn't know where he had fallen into a trap and would definitely die.

"A real man will eat five cauldrons when he dies, and five cauldrons when he dies!" He shouted: "You guys, don't you kill me? You forget the alias of the prime minister of the current dynasty?"

That's Zhang Chiyou!

Zhang Chiyou, who was killed in vain and covered in blood!

A powerful minister who is more domineering than Bai Qi and a more domineering person than Xiang Yu!

Back then, during the Yanhe change, the blood flowed through Chang'an, and the old landlords and old nobles of Qi, Lu, Wu and Chu were uprooted.

There are as many as 200,000 criminal officials and sinners exiled to North Korea and the Western Regions!

Since he had raised his knife and was about to slash at the prime minister, where could he hope to be forgiven after surrender?

But unfortunately, there are not many people who can figure it out like Guan Changqing.

More than two thousand Northern Army soldiers, only three or five hundred, rushed up with Guan Changqing.

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Hu Jian looked at the soldiers rushing towards him, and he closed his eyes with some difficulty.

"I hate the Xiao Jing battle..."

"However, there are always some people who want to fame and fortune..."

So he raised his hand, and the fox fur gloves he wore were particularly conspicuous in the darkness.

"Preparation!" Hu Jian raised a copper whistle and blew it hard.

"Drip!" A sharp whistle pierced the darkness.

In front of him, more than two thousand Eagle Yang musketeers raised the cow rope in their hands, ignited the flints they carried with them, and lit the flints soaked in nitro water.

Suddenly the smell of sulfur burning filled the entire Beique Square.

In front, the Northern Army soldiers who raised their long halberds and lined up began their final run.

The long halberd was extremely sharp, and the heavy armor they wore was extremely dazzling under the fire.

"Aim!" Hu Jian suddenly ordered when the enemy approached thirty steps, and at the same time, he blew the copper whistle again.

Beep...beep...beep...beep...

Three long whistles almost covered the shouts of the enemy opposite.

At the same time, more than ten Yingyang officers holding red flags waved their hands holding red flags with force and ordered loudly: "Aim!"

When the enemy approached ten steps, he could almost feel the chill on the long halberds of the Northern Army soldiers.

Hu Jian turned his back and ordered loudly: "Shoot!"

Tears slid down the cheeks, and the copper whistle in the mouth blew out the last notes.

Beep...

Bang!

Hundreds of musketeers standing in the first row pulled the trigger and pulled the lit fuse into the chamber.

The medicine bag in the gun chamber was immediately lit, and the gunpowder burned rapidly in the gun chamber, generating huge kinetic energy, and fired the lead bullet in the barrel at a high speed.

However, in the distance of ten steps, the lethality and accuracy of the mesh gun are maximized.

Slap sex!

The smoke of gunpowder immediately enveloped the entire array.

Guan Changqing felt a pain in his abdomen and immediately fell to the ground.

He reached out and touched it and found that the iron armor he was wearing was made into a concave shape by lead bullets. The fine iron armor was of good quality and had not been penetrated.

But this is even worse.

The huge force injured all the muscles and internal organs under his iron armor.

Even the strength to stand up is gone.

But what's even more terrible is that Ying Yangbing on the opposite side has already kneeled down.

And behind them, the second row of soldiers holding muskets began to shoot!

Slap sex!

Slap sex!

The sound of muskets sounded continuously.

But after counting breaths, they had already completed three rounds of volleys.

More than two thousand muskets shot out more than two thousand leads in an instant.

And ahead of them, there is already Shura Hell.

All the soldiers following Guan Changqing fell in a pool of blood, countless people rolled in a wail, and more people fell in a pool of blood.

Their bodies were blurred, and many people's heads were broken, red and white, flowing all over the ground.

Guan Changqing stared blankly at everything in front of him.

"The musket is so terrifying?"

"No wonder the Prime Minister has spared no expense over the years and focused on development..."
To be continued...