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King Liuyang thought of the slim hope of his second son's rebellion, and decided to risk his life.

Even if you have to die, you have to get a few people to support you.

It was his lifelong obsession to use his own blood to make his second son and his younger self a reality.

It's just a matter of risking one's life.

Even if he doesn't take action today, the new emperor will definitely not be able to tolerate their lineage in the future.

King Liuyang pursed his lips, pretending to be desperate and decadent and had to give up, "Okay. I lose."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned and relieved.

Li Beihong instinctively sensed the danger and cast a sidelong glance at Commander Zhu. Then he stared closely at King Liuyang's movements and took a few steps back.

He didn't believe that the emperor's uncle would give in easily. On the contrary, he would die and lose everything. He couldn't help but remind him, "Be careful of fraud!"

Instead, Commander Zhu took his men two steps forward, preparing to capture King Liuyang alive.

At this moment, King Liuyang suddenly opened his eyes, pulled the fuse on the porcelain bottle, and rushed towards Li Beihong with the porcelain bottle that was about to explode.

At the critical moment of catching the horse, the prince stood in front of Li Beihong, rushed towards his father, knocked the porcelain bottle out of his hand, and threw him to the ground.

The porcelain bottle fell to the ground and shattered just before the explosion, which obviously reduced its impact. However, a yellow mixed with red smoke filled the air, and the highly toxic powder inside sprayed out.

"It's poisonous, go away!" Murong Chi covered his mouth and nose and pulled Li Beihong's sleeve and ran away.

King Liuyang had already taken the antidote in advance, so he was not affected at all.

The prince was injured by the porcelain bottle and had been poisoned. His face was smeared with blood, but he put his weight of more than 200 kilograms on his father and said in a weak voice, "Father, please stop, don't be stubborn anymore. The Holy One is the chosen one." People. We are not.”

The prince's words revealed the deepest guilt of King Liuyang.

Even if he and Li Beihong died together today, even if his younger brother Li Beixiang invaded the capital, he would still have to face a decisive battle with the emperor. Can we really defeat the emperor who is a righteous person and has been fighting on the battlefield since he was a boy?

King Liuyang's eardrums hurt and he was also injured.

There was a moment of instinct to give the antidote to the prince, but this trace of tenderness was quickly shattered by these words.

His face turned red, he took out the dagger from his sleeve and put it at his son's waist, and said angrily, "Get out of the way!"

However, the prince spit out a large mouthful of blood and sprayed it on King Liuyang's face, then his body softened and he lay completely on top of King Liuyang.

King Liuyang wiped his face and saw the bright red on his hand, feeling hurt and angry in his heart.

He pushed the prince away suddenly and stood up from the ground. There was no one around within twenty meters.

Due to poisoning, the six officials closest to King Liuyang fell to the ground. Others who did not fall to the ground had already retreated to a safe location, and some who were seriously poisoned had been taken into the inner hall for emergency treatment by the imperial physician.

"Fire the arrow! Save his life."

Following Zhu Datong's order, arrows were shot at King Liuyang from all directions, but they only hit his limbs.

The power of life and death must be handed over to the emperor, and the interrogation will be conducted after the emperor returns.

King Liuyang saw through Zhu Datong's plan. Both the arrow and his arm were hit by arrows. He endured the severe pain and took out the poison he had prepared long ago from his pocket.

Holding a dagger in his hand, he turned to look at his eldest son who was lying motionless on the ground. He had mixed feelings in his heart. The pain of betrayal filled his throat, and he felt a sweet and bitter taste.

He swallowed a pill of poison.

He covered his chest and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Wiping the corners of his mouth nonchalantly, he looked up to the sky and laughed, "Hahahahaha".

After laughing a few times, he suddenly became sad and spit out a few more mouthfuls of blood, but this time it had some dark red color.

When everyone was silent, he suddenly gathered all his strength and threw the dagger in his hand towards Li Beihong.

Because it was too sudden, and King Liuyang's arms were extraordinary, with a flash of cold light, the dagger actually penetrated Li Beihong's right shoulder, leaving only the handle inlaid with a golden python pattern. Blood quickly poured out, wetting the white of decline. Li Beihong stumbled back, but luckily he was supported by someone.

It shows the great strength.

"Prince Regent!" exclaimed.

Li Beihong took a breath of air in pain and ordered, "Commander Zhu, I leave it to you."

After saying that, Murong Chi and Sun Shangli carried his arms into the inner hall of the funeral palace for treatment.

"Fire the arrows!" After Commander Zhu gave the order, arrows rained down towards King Liuyang again.

After King Liuyang vomited blood, he staggered a few steps, could no longer hold on, and fell backwards.

It was about to fall straight on the prince's head, pressing down on his face. If so, the prince's face must have been stabbed to pieces by the arrow that pierced King Liuyang's back.

King Liuyang turned to look at the prince, turned around to avoid his son, and fell beside him.

He reached out his hand tremblingly and touched the prince's head. His lips trembled and he vomited a large mouthful of blood before stopping breathing.

Even if he had not listened to the three strategies of the military advisor, he would probably have ended up being exterminated. He had no regrets.

King Liuyang knew that his eldest son's filial piety was true, and it was also true that he did not want the whole family to die with him.

However, father, son and brothers had no choice. Fortunately, it is not like in the dream. The father and son are not lonely together on the road to Huangquan.

There was a faint smile on King Liuyang's lips.

The uninjured people around him stared at King Liuyang, quietly waiting for him to die.

This feeling is "it's easy to catch horses but I like them so much".

As for the second son of King Liuyang, Li Beihong was waiting for him to attack the city and plot rebellion, so that he could be killed justifiably.

Sure enough, soon after confirming that King Liuyang had entered the city, the second son ignored his wounds and sent his cronies to organize the army. He personally conducted an impassioned pre-war mobilization and promised generous military rewards and death compensation. They attacked the city with the slogan "treacherous minister, save father and brother".

This time there was finally a legitimate reason for rebellion.

It just so happened that the rain stopped today and the sun came out.

Li Beixiang thought this was a good sign from heaven. All kinds of siege weapons were ordered to go into battle, the vanguard rushed to build ladders, and the archers shot at the defenders on the city wall.

However, all this was expected by the Government Affairs Council.

The means of counterattack against the rebels were simple and crude. In addition to firearms, they used huge rocks, causing Li Beixiang to suffer heavy losses.

However, Li Bei urged the front of the formation, using firearms and human sea tactics, and continued to launch fierce attacks.

Li Beihong sent a guard general with a loud, powerful voice and extraordinary courage to stand on the city gate to persuade him to surrender.

Standing on the high city wall and looking down, I saw densely packed areas with all kinds of firearms pointing at me, shouting slogans of "charge" and "kill". If my heart is not strong enough, my legs will be weak and I will say no on the spot. It is also common for people to say something.

This guard was Zhu Shengye's confidant Wang Hao. He was a capable general and not an ordinary person. He took a deep breath and shouted loudly:

"The regent has an order that anyone who surrenders his or her arms will be pardoned from the death penalty. Anyone who conspires to rebel will be punished by the Nine Clans. Anyone who kills the traitor Li Beixiang and takes his head will be granted the title of Zheng Qianhu and be rewarded with a hundred taels of gold!"

The front is deterrence, the back is temptation.

Seeing that the morale of the army was wavering, Li Beixiang's general Chang Lian sat on his horse, drew his bow and shot at Wang Hao.

Suddenly the BMW was frightened while sitting down. He did not obey Chang Lian's command and ran rampant among the siege soldiers, causing many casualties.

The ladder that was about to climb the city wall was also washed away and collapsed.

Chang Lian reined in the reins and called the horse's name softly, trying to comfort it, but it was of no use. It was running around wildly without any rules, as if it was crazy.

In desperation, he had no choice but to take advantage of the horse's speed to slow down slightly, jump off the horse that was running wildly, and fell hard to the ground. There was a sound of bones breaking, and his internal organs seemed to be shaking. Severe pain.

Only then did Chang Lian discover that a dagger had been thrust into the horse's belly. This horse has been with him for more than three years. It is very tough and brave, and has a tacit understanding with him. It is absolutely impossible to go crazy on the battlefield. Unless the dagger is impregnated with a drug that can make the horse go crazy.

At the moment when he was stunned, his most beloved horse galloped towards him. He was full of joy and thought that the horse had regained its consciousness and was coming to find him. However, he was trampled on the abdomen by the horse and suffered a sharp pain. Zhong Kuang vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, looked in the direction of Li Bei's carriage with worry, and softened.

At this time, Li Beixiang was also stabbed into the heart by a sword and died in despair.

The person who killed him was Zhu Youxi, the confidant of the crown prince Li Beizhi.

With the knife in his hand, he picked up Li Beixiang's head and walked out of the carriage.

When Zhu Youxi raised Li Beixiang's head in public, he loudly announced, "The whole army obeys the order and stops attacking. The prince has an order, and Li Beixiang is so ambitious that he tried to kill his father and brother, and conspired to usurp the throne. His crimes are countless, and he has been punished for violating the order." Those who are found guilty will be punished by the imperial court for treason!"

"Sun Tzu's Art of War" says: "When an enemy is surrounded, he must be surrounded by a barrier." Surround three and leave one. If you give the enemy a front-line upgrade, then they will have no idea of ​​fighting in a desperate situation and will run away along the gap. If you attack at this time, you can win a complete victory.

Sure enough, after Zhu Youxi finished speaking, everyone confirmed that Duke Li Beixiang was dead and gave up the attack one after another.

Wang Hao stood on the city wall and stared at Li Beixiang's head in surprise.

I thought I was going to die in the line of duty today, but I didn't expect a sudden turn of events. I didn't expect that the prince would have such a backup plan.

He couldn't help but put a smile on his face, and asked loudly, "Who is the warrior? I will definitely report your name."

"I wish you the best, and I will kill the traitors on the orders of the prince." Zhu Youxi replied.

Wang Hao nodded slightly, feeling quite fond of this man's loyalty, "I wish you happiness, I have ordered you to rectify military discipline on the spot and wait for orders four miles away from the city. Anyone who disobeys or runs away will be considered a traitor. Comrades will be killed without mercy."

Wang Hao sent his confidants to deliver the letter to the palace at high speed, while he went out of the city gate to assist Zhu Youxi in organizing the army.

Members of the Government Affairs Council, including Li Beihong, were very excited when they heard the news. They did not expect that the rebellion could be repressed so quickly and at such a small cost, and more than 100,000 troops could be recruited.

Although everyone was confused as to why they all had strange dreams like yesterday. But this crushing victory made everyone's confidence soar, and they were convinced that the emperor was the chosen one.

The people in the city also thought so. Early in the morning, there was a lot of discussion about this dream. One person passed it on to ten people, and the other people told hundreds of people. It turned out that it was all just a dream.

This is something they have never experienced in their lives.

The Ming Dynasty believed in Buddhism and believed that such strange dreams must be the appearance of Bodhisattvas, calming the people's hearts and helping the precarious and turbulent Ming Dynasty to successfully survive the crisis.

After all, it can only be a god who has such extraordinary ability to make two hundred thousand people have the same dream.

Everyone firmly believed that the Holy Emperor would return to the DPRK in victory soon.