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Chapter 140 The Little Yellow Gate

At this time, in front of Yin Ling was a large piece of corpses of the forbidden army, and many of them fell down in the formation of the forbidden army.

They were killed by weapons in the hands of their companions.

The companion is then killed by another companion.

The weapons in their hands are sometimes out of control, and this weird situation makes them feel an indelible fear in their hearts.

Looking ahead again, the Zhongyonghou was alone, holding a golden gun, blocking the gate of the palace, and he insisted that the imperial army could not advance half a point.

Behind Zhongyonghou, the old emperor Zhao Zhen painted one after another.

Yet at this moment.

The sound of horseshoes came like a torrent of thunder.

It is the direction outside the palace gate.

"Call-"

There was a loud neighing sound, followed by repeated screams from the imperial army formation.

"what!"

"what!"

"what!"

Then, there was the sound of "poof, poof" the iron piercing into the flesh.

Standing in front of the hall, Zhao Zhen looked out of the hall gate from a high angle, and saw seventeen cavalry... no, sixteen cavalry, and a steed, Wuzhu, rushing forward.

The black horse rushed into the formation of the forbidden army, and with his iron hoof, instantly trampled to death several slow-running forbidden soldiers.

The sixteen cavalry were all masked in black armor and charged around with horizontal knives in their hands. In front of them, those forbidden soldiers were like unarmed children, they had no power to resist, so they had to let them kill randomly.

At this time, the forbidden army who had been killed by Yin Ling to the point of retreating could not escape.

Whether they like it or not, they can't escape.

This is clearly a massacre!

It was sixteen people, plus Yin Ling, plus a horse, who slaughtered nearly a thousand imperial troops.

At this time, Zhao Zhen finally understood why Yin Ling was able to capture the land of the five states of Yanyun in just half a year, and made the Liao Kingdom powerless to resist.

This is not an iron cavalry, this is a divine cavalry!

Yin Lin, Wu Zai, and the figures of the sixteen cavalry don't look like soldiers and horses in the world, but like heavenly soldiers and generals who have been relegated from the world of gods.

At this time, Wu Zhui had already blazed a trail and arrived in front of Yin Ling.

Yin Ling jumped up and stepped onto Wuzhui.

At this time, with the golden gun in his hand and the horse in his crotch, he galloped the horse, killing the enemy more smoothly and freely.

The guards, Zhao Zhen and the palace people are now realizing that Yin Ling's long whistle was originally the sound of death.

……

soon.

The imperial army was massacred until they dropped their helmets and armor, knelt down and surrendered.

However, more than 400 forbidden soldiers have died under the guns and knives of Yin Ling and others, and under the iron hooves of Wu Zai.

The weapons of the remaining Imperial Guards had long been thrown aside, and they all knelt on the wide ground outside Wende Hall with their heads folded. They were crowded together, and there were obviously more than 500 people, but at this time they were surrounded by sixteen black armored cavalry. , did not dare to move at all.

Those sixteen black armored cavalry were Yin Ling's shadow guards!

The air was filled with thick blood, not only Yin Lin, but also the crotch under his crotch, and the sixteen shadow guards, were all covered in blood.

They were all stained with the blood of the imperial troops slaughtered by them.

Yin Ling turned around blood-stained, walked towards Zhao Zhen, and said: "Report to the official family, the rebels have been executed!"

Zhao Zhen's hand holding the pen paused in the air, unable to recover for a long time.

"well……"

He swallowed his throat and spoke for a while, but his voice was a little hoarse, and then he seemed to recall something, and hurriedly said, "Zi Xun! The queen, the queen is still in Funing Hall!"

Today, he was originally resting in Funing Hall, but he heard that Yin Ling asked to see him, so he came to Wende Hall, never expected to meet this matter.

Now that the crisis here is gone, he suddenly thought of his first wife.

Yin Ling nodded, and then said: "Officials, I have limited troops. If I go to other places, I may not be able to take care of the safety of the officials. I also invite the officials to go with the ministers to rescue the empress!"

"Great kindness! Great kindness!"

Hearing this, Zhao Zhen quickly put down his pen and walked down the steps in front of the hall, wanting to hurry to the Hall of Fortune.

At this time, he no longer took his own life and death too seriously, but was genuinely worried about his wife.

Renzong, Renzong.

Posthumous titles cannot be faked.

Yin Ling hurried forward and supported Zhao Zhen with his left hand. At this time, he was covered in blood, and he was still holding a golden gun in his right hand. If it was normal, it would definitely be a big taboo.

But at this time, no one will hold him accountable.

If there is, I'm afraid Zhao Zhen will kick him away.

"Please get on the horse, the officials." Yin Ling will help Wu Zai up, and he will lead the horse on foot.

Wu Hao was also covered in blood at this time, but Zhao Zhen didn't care at all.

Immediately, Yin Ling looked at the [-] besieged forbidden soldiers again. He signaled with his eyes, and one of the shadow guards pulled out an officer and soldier wearing a commander's armor.

The officer staggered and fell directly in front of Yin Ling.

Yin Ling squatted down, clasped his chin tightly with his hands, raised his face, and said, "Take your men and follow me to kill the enemy!"

Just a simple sentence.

The eyes of the Commander, who was originally terrified, suddenly became hollow, and then seemed to flicker with a strange light, and then returned to normal.

He half-kneeled on the ground, respectfully said to Yin Ling: "Yes, General!"

Then he stood up again and ordered the forbidden soldiers to pick up their weapons again, but now it was no longer a rebellion, but turned their guns to deal with the rebels who were still raging in the imperial city.

The demeanor before and after is very different.

Zhao Zhen's heart was attached to the queen of Funing Hall, so he didn't care much, he only listened to Yin Ling's order when the rebel commander was afraid of death.

The five hundred forbidden troops were led by the commander, and they were on the left and right sides. Inside were sixteen shadow guards, protecting Zhao Zhen in the middle. The trembling chambermaid.

And Yin Ling stood at the forefront, holding a golden gun, leading a group of people out of the gate of Wende Hall.

When we got outside, it was another scene.

Half of the imperial guards who invaded the Wende Palace were killed and half were demoted, but outside, the rampage continued.

The rebels burned, killed, looted, and forcibly robbed the maids on the spot... Well, it's simply unsightly.

Yin Ling waved his hand violently.

"kill!"

The commander controlled by Yin Ling drew his sword and shouted, and rushed forward with the hundreds of forbidden soldiers under him, killing the rebels when they saw them.

Although the imperial guards under him didn't know why their commanders rebelled and rebelled at one time, and rescued and killed the enemy at the next, but now, they have already been frightened by Yin Ling, and they would rather treat these rebels who were accomplices not long ago. Let's start, and no longer want to face Yin Ling, the murderous god.

Five hundred forbidden troops, facing these rebels who have already been crazy and have no troops or formations, they are naturally no problem.

They walked in the direction of Funing Hall, killed all the way, and killed almost all the scattered rebels along the way.

However, at this moment, a few judges could be seen from a distance, chasing a small yellow gate, coming in their direction.

Yin Lin's eyesight was astonishing, and he recognized the little yellow gate from a distance.

(End of this chapter)