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Chapter 584: Shocking Change (Part )

If Jiang Shaohua was closer and could see the sturdy man's face clearly, he would be able to recognize that this sturdy man was Zuo Yue, the officer who defended the capital city back then.

Zuo Yue, a descendant of the Zuo family, was a fifth-rank city gate guard. Relying on the prestige of General Zuo and the protection of Prime Minister Wang, he enjoyed a glorious life. However, General Zuo made a mistake and was dismissed from office, and all the sons of the Zuo family were suppressed. Zuo Yue was also transferred from the city gate guard to the Imperial Guards, and became a small leader guarding the palace gate.

Zuo Yue's official position was demoted three levels in succession, and he was often ridiculed and mocked. Later, General Zuo was reinstated and became the commander of the Yingwei Camp, but Zuo Yue's official position could not be restored.

Guarding Chaoyang Gate, all he saw every day were eunuchs or palace maids. He could neither make any money nor meet any real nobles, and there was basically no chance or possibility of promotion.

Zuo Yue was secretly wooed by the ambitious Gaoliang prince Jiang Yi in his bitterness. The prince he was calling was Jiang Yi.

Zuo Yue's loud shout floated into Jiang Shaohua's ears along with the cool breeze.

Jiang Shaohua narrowed his eyes, finally recognized Zuo Yue, and shouted coldly: "Zuo Yue!"

Unlike his usual calmness and indifference, Jiang Shaohua was filled with rage at this moment. He shouted with all his strength, and it was clearly heard by Zuo Yue over a distance of hundreds of meters.

Zuo Yue was startled and turned his head suddenly, looking at Jiang Shaohua from a distance.

"It's you!" Jiang Shaohua's voice was as cold as ice: "Who ordered you to rebel? Was it General Zuo, Prime Minister Wang, or someone else?"

Even from such a distance, the sound could be clearly transmitted to his ears. This Jiang Shaohua was indeed unusual.

Zuo Yue was confused and uncertain in his heart, but he put on an extremely proud look on his face, and laughed a few times: "Whoever ordered me to do this has nothing to do with you. Jiang Shaohua, I advise you to turn your horse around and go back to your Nanyang County immediately. No matter who sits on the dragon throne in this palace, you can be your Nanyang County Master..."

He also wanted to convey his voice as casually as Jiang Shaohua did, but unfortunately, even after exerting so much strength that his face almost turned red, he still couldn't do it.

On this side, the only one who could hear what Zuo Yue was saying was Jiang Shaohua.

Jiang Shaohua's eyes flickered, and he suddenly interrupted Zuo Yue: "Is it Jiang Yi? Or Zheng Chen?"

Zuo Yue's eyebrows twitched heavily, and his heartbeat suddenly sped up. Fortunately, they were far away, so they could only hear each other's voices but not see each other's faces.

The imperial guard who was plotting the rebellion suddenly cried out, "Someone is coming!"

Zuo Yue was shocked and turned his head quickly, only to see a group of people rushing towards him with sharp blades in hand. There were not many people in this group, at most thirty or forty, but they were all fearless and extremely brave.

The leader was a man in his forties, tall, with a resolute face, holding a long knife in his hand. With a flash of the knife, one person fell on his side. He was extremely fierce.

Zuo Yue was not unfamiliar with this face. It was Song Yuan, the commander of the personal guards of Princess Nanyang!

How did Song Yuan suddenly appear from behind? Where did he enter the palace from?

Zuo Yue’s head was buzzing.

In fact, there were not enough people to start the uprising today. Donghua Gate had the most people, followed by Guangyang Gate and Zhuque Gate. When it came to Chaoyang Gate, he led hundreds of imperial guards. It took an hour of fighting and killing many people before taking down this palace gate.

There were more than a hundred people guarding the palace gate. With two crossbows and more than twenty bows and arrows, these one hundred people could stop an army of a thousand men outside the palace gate.

As long as he could defend this palace gate, it would be a great achievement. In the future, when the prince of Gaoliang sat on the throne, he would be the one who helped him. The prince promised to make him the head of the Zuo family and the commander of an army. With such a beautiful dream in his heart, he was determined to fight to the death. Everything was going as planned, but who would have thought that Jiang Shaohua suddenly led his personal soldiers to the Chaoyang Gate. This Song Yuan even led people to sneak into the palace and sneaked in from the back.

Wait, it's Mingyue Gate! He must have sneaked in from Mingyue Gate!

"Damn it! Those guarding Mingyue Gate are cowards! They are useless!" Zuo Yue cursed angrily, and shouted loudly: "Stop them, my men. We have already made a great contribution today. As long as we can defend this palace gate, we will have wealth and glory in the future."

Before he could finish his words, a sharp long sword suddenly crossed the sky and headed straight for his chest.

Zuo Yue dodged in shock, forgetting for a moment that he was still standing on the wall. He accidentally stepped on empty air and fell down.

With a thud, he fell heavily to the ground. The palace wall was more than two meters high. If he fell from such a height, he would be half dead if not dead.

The crossbowmen and archers standing on the palace wall were instantly in a panic and shouted, "Left Colonel!"

Zuo Yue was knocked unconscious and felt a sharp pain in his right leg. He knew that his right leg was most likely broken. He endured the severe pain and raised his head and shouted, "Stop the people coming. Also, the crossbowmen put down their crossbows and the archers prepare to shoot arrows. We can't let the Princess of Nanyang rush into the palace..."

Unfortunately, the sound he shouted with all his might was as weak as a mosquito. The terrified rebels could not hear him clearly.

Song Yuan was like a killing god. He threw out his long knife and forced Zuo Yue to fall off the palace wall. He casually took a spear from a corpse and continued to swing it. He killed several people in a row, and his body was splattered with blood. The rebels were so scared that they didn't dare to get close to him.

The sound of charging war horses could also be heard outside the palace gate.

Whoosh whoosh!
The guards rode their horses and shot arrows at the same time.

Several of the rebels on the palace wall fell down with screams. The rest were trembling with fear and shot a few arrows, but they lost confidence and accuracy.

The war horses galloped across just a few hundred meters and arrived at the palace gate in an instant.

Jiang Shaohua jumped off the galloping warhorse, which continued to rush forward by inertia and crashed heavily into the palace gate. The warhorse immediately bleeds and falls down with a cry.

Then, the second horse, the third horse, and the fourth horse came with countless and endless sounds of hitting the palace gate, like thunder in spring.

The sturdy palace gate was shaking constantly.

Jiang Shaohua pulled out a sharp blade, stabbed it into the palace wall, then jumped up, touched the blade with his toes, and used the force of this blade to jump onto the palace wall.

The archers on the palace wall had no time to fire their bows and crossbows, so they punched hard, thinking that even if they died, they would take someone else with them.

Click!

His fist was like hitting an iron plate, and an indescribable force came over him. He fell to the ground under the palace wall just like Zuo Yue before him, with blood pooling under him, his eyes wide open, and he died with his eyes open.

Coincidentally, the crossbowman landed not far from Zuo Yue. The seriously injured Zuo Yue looked at the corpse so close, and was terrified.

This Jiang Shaohua is simply the God of Death, so terrifying!