The evil forces roaming the heavens

Chapter 1323 Iron Net Mountain Showdown: Whoever Loses Is a Rebel!

Under the cover of night, Iron Net Mountain,
The shouts of battle were deafening.

Leading a large army in a surprise attack on Emperor Hongde, the Prince of Dongping and his men were already bloodthirsty.
If they couldn't take this place before dawn, everyone present would die once the Beijing garrison's reinforcements arrived.

However, just as they were launching their attack, Feng Tang and Jiang Zining appeared with their troops.
Looking at his old relatives before him, the Prince of Dongping roared, "Feng Tang, Jiang Zining, are you betraying us?"

"Prince of Dongping, you have plotted rebellion! Surrender now or you will regret it when I am already at your feet!"

Looking at the Prince of Dongping before him, Feng Tang began to rebuke him.

"Let me surrender! Feng Tang, you're nothing but a good-for-nothing! If it weren't for Jia Jue, you would have died at the hands of the Jurchens long ago!"

Looking at Feng Tang before him, the Prince of Dongping roared.

"You dare call me an incompetent fool?"

Looking angrily at the Prince of Dongping, Feng Tang immediately flared up with rage.

Looking at Feng Tang's expression, Jiang Zining said, "He's not wrong, we are both!"

Turning his head, Feng Tang looked at Jiang Zining and said, "This general does not admit it, not even if you beat me to death! Come on, charge up there, I want to personally kill this scoundrel!"

Speak angrily, Feng Tang waved his hand, ordering his Beijing garrison soldiers to step forward.

Seeing Feng Tang begin his operation, the Prince of Dongping and his men also began to divide their forces to encircle him, resulting in a fierce and evenly matched battle.
Emperor Hongde: Let's have a contest of shovels in the Fengtian Hall. Whoever wins will be the emperor.

Feng Tang: A showdown at Iron Net Mountain, whoever loses is a traitor!
Zhang Cheng: A real man never inherits the throne!
On the other side of the battlefield, three thousand Divine Pivot Battalion soldiers swept through the main camp, heading straight for the large banner not far away.

Looking at the Shen Shu Camp charging in, Prince Yizhong said angrily, "Jia Jue, you have failed me!"

"I am Jia Jue, the Marquis of Zhongwu! The Loyal and Martial Lord of the Great Qian Dynasty! Those who stand in my way shall die!"

Wielding his Six Harmonies Spear, Zhang Cheng charged forward at breakneck speed, sending anyone who stood in his way flying.
Looking at the man who seemed like a god, Prince Yizhong finally understood why people from all nine border regions had pledged allegiance to him, and why the Liaodong military town was a united front—because they knew how capable Jia Jue was in battle!

When facing this kind of person, if you can't kill them on the spot, you'll understand what fear is when they rush in front of you!

Dai Shan: Three hundred men killed through my twenty thousand? Is this something a human can do?

Liu Bang: I don't even look like a human being!

Wang Mang: What am I, who sings and dances, compared to others!
"Your Majesty, it's no use, we can't stop them! We have to send the Fragrance Sect up!"

As soon as he spoke to Prince Yizhong, the family retainer beside him immediately shouted.
"Then let them go!"

His crimson eyes flashed, and Prince Yizhong roared.

Upon hearing Prince Yizhong's words, a group of naked people rushed out from a distance, muttering something under their breath.
Seeing the other person sniffing something before going into battle, Zhang Cheng was taken aback.

Because this Prince Yizhong, could he be the same kind of person as Emperor Huizong of Song, Zhao Ji?

The Six Ding and Six Jia Divine Soldiers?

"When the God of Fragrance descends to earth, no evil spirit can ward him off!"

He charged forward, roaring, and the Scent Cultists roared back.
Staring in astonishment at this scene, Jia Wei exclaimed with disbelief, "Uncle, there are ghosts and spirits!"

"What the hell! These are all idiots!"

Gripping the Six Harmonies Spear tightly in his hand, Zhang Cheng increased the force and swung it forward, shouting, "Smash it!"

"boom!"

A violent impact swept through, sending countless members of the Scent Cult flying into the air before crashing to the ground like rag dolls.
Seeing Zhang Cheng send more than ten people flying with a single blow, Prince Yizhong was horrified. Was this even human?
"Kill them all!"

Wielding the Six Harmonies Spear, Zhang Cheng charged towards Prince Yizhong.

Seeing Zhang Cheng's fierce demeanor, Prince Yizhong panicked.
While the Scent Cultists may not feel pain, the problem is that sending them to charge against fully armed cavalry is a bit too absurd!
You have to understand that cavalrymen wearing armor and cavalrymen not wearing armor are completely different things!
"Stop him! Stop him!" Staring hysterically ahead, Prince Yizhong finally felt fear—a primal, overwhelming sense of dread.
But seeing Zhang Cheng covered in blood, gripping the Six Harmonies Spear tightly in his hand, no one dared to stand in his way.

"Wow!"

With a thrust of his spear, Zhang Cheng pierced straight through Prince Yizhong's armor, sending him flying.
"Pfft!"

Blood continued to spill from his mouth. Prince Yizhong looked down at Zhang Cheng, his eyes filled with resentment.

Because he didn't understand why he, as the successor of the Great Qian Dynasty, had fallen to this state.

"Snapped!"

He threw Prince Yizhong to the ground with a backhand motion, and Zhang Cheng then stepped forward and kicked the banner in half.

As the flag fell from the sky, the generals who were fighting were stunned. Was Prince Yizhong really dead?
"May the Great Qian Dynasty be victorious!"

Raising his spear, Zhang Cheng roared.

"May the Great Qian Dynasty be victorious! May the Great Qian Dynasty be victorious!"

As the soldiers roared, the old relatives who had fought alongside Prince Yizhong were stunned, because they had been defeated, and defeated utterly!
"Prince of Dongping, come here!"

Before the imperial tent, Feng Tang, who was roaring at the Prince of Dongping, couldn't help but beckon with his hand.
"Feng Tang, what are you yelling about!"

Upon hearing Feng Tang's words, the Prince of Dongping couldn't help but roar.

Just as both sides were exchanging blows, Jiang Zining, having received the news, roared, "Prince Yizhong is dead! Do you still want to continue fighting?"

"what?"

Looking at Jiang Zining in disbelief, Feng Tang asked in astonishment, "Jue'er has already taken down Prince Yizhong so quickly?"

Keep in mind, it's only been an hour since the rebellion started, and Prince Yizhong is already gone? He wasn't even as good a fighter as Daishan!

"puff!"

Upon hearing this, the Prince of Dongping, spitting out a mouthful of blood, roared, "It's fake! It's fake! They're trying to demoralize the army! Kill them!"

As soon as the Prince of Dongping finished speaking, the soldiers of the capital garrison under his command knew they had no way out, and they immediately roared.

Just then, a rider charged in from afar, bow drawn and arrow nocked, shouting, "Mu Shi!"

Suddenly hearing someone call his name, the Prince of Dongping turned his head and saw Zhang Cheng staring at him.

"Wow!"

The arrow flew like a meteor, piercing the chest of the Prince of Dongping in an instant.
His body was thrown away, and the fate of the Prince of Dongping was unknown.

Looking at the chaotic battlefield, Zhang Cheng roared, "By order of His Majesty, quell the rebellion! Lay down your weapons! Only execute the ringleaders; spare the rest!"

"Only the ringleaders will be executed; the rest will be spared!"

As soon as Zhang Cheng finished speaking, Jiang Zining ordered his men to shout.
If this were to be investigated further, most of the elite troops of the Beijing Garrison would die here!
Inside the luxurious tent,

The Hongde Emperor was playing chess with himself, but his slightly trembling hands betrayed his inner turmoil.

"Your Majesty, the Marquis of Zhongwu has already killed Prince Yizhong and Prince Dongping in battle."

Just after Xia Shouzhong finished speaking, Emperor Hongde immediately put down the chess piece in his hand, let out a long breath, and said, "Well done, Jue-ge! You didn't embarrass me! Hahahaha!"

Hearing Emperor Hongde say this, Xia Shouzhong smiled.

Jia Jue is sure to be promoted to Duke this time. If he goes to congratulate him, he'll receive a lot of money!

Looking at Xia Shouzhong's appearance, Eunuch Luo squinted his eyes, because another opportunity to make money had come!
(End of this chapter)