Chapter 172

The atmosphere of extermination, like a spear, hit Jiangling City fiercely.

It's like a river tide, rolling up thousands of white waves and striking the shore.

Luo Hong's white shirt is flying, and his silver hair is wantonly arrogant.

Behind him, three thousand black riders were holding Luo's ink knife with its tip to the ground.

The mighty military might, like a sharp knife formed in the night, burst out a terrible killing, pointing to Jiangling.

Zhao Xinghe's face is cold and his eyes are full of murders.

Luo Hong's whole body was stained with blood. He saw it clearly.

The corpses all over the ground don't seem to be faking, so Zhao Xinghe knows exactly what kind of encirclement Luo Hong suffered.

The three thousand iron cavalry, whose blade reaches the ground, seems to be rushing across the river of stars.

Luo Hong stood, his blood clothes floating in the night wind.

He surrounded one by one of the soldiers around him. There were six or seven thousand soldiers left in the ten thousand soldiers who killed him

However, at the moment, when deputy commander Shen died, these six or seven thousand people completely lost order. They lost their will to fight. They looked at Luo Hong in some confusion and panic.

Luo Hong looked at them and began to laugh. He was very cold.

"Kill."

Luo Hong waved slowly and said.

Words fall.

Three thousand black cavalry under Zhao Xinghe's command suddenly glared at each other and roared from the bottom of their throats.

"Kill

Draw a knife and chop!

Three thousand black cavalry with a horse belly, like lightning in the night, rushed to the remaining six or seven thousand remaining Jiangling army.

This army has been hit again and again. How can it be the opponent of 3000 black cavalry? Just the momentum of the black cavalry is enough to make the army scattered.

Poof.

Poof!

The ink knife is waving in the dark, and the blood is constantly shooting between the heaven and the earth.

One by one, the soldiers were unable to resist. They died on the spot, and the bodies piled up outside the city.

Above the tower.

Commander sun of the Fu army looks ugly. He looks at Luo Hong, who controls the flying sword and walks slowly. He has red eyes and his heart is dripping blood.

"Master Luo..."

"Shenzhao is dead, can you Be merciful and let them live? "

Sun Tongling spoke.

On the tower.

Zhang Jingzhi looked at Sun Tongling and sighed.

Before that, the second grade masters who surrounded Luo Hong also changed their colors.

Looking at Luo Hong coming from the sea of corpses, he was also frightened.

Luo Hong, wearing a mask of evil king, shook his head.

Silver hair flying, three flying swords stained with blood, quietly suspended.

"I can spare them, but Will they spare my poor little swordsman

"If my little swordsman shed a drop of blood, I will ask them to repay him thousands of times..."

Luo Hongdao.

"I'm Luo Hong that bad."

"It's just so cruel!"

"It's just unreasonable!"

As the words fell, Luo Hongmeng waved.

Poof!

Three thousand black riders' blood splashed on the old mottled wall of Jiangling mansion.

The remaining six or seven thousand government troops

It turned into a cold corpse.

Between the heaven and the earth, all became quiet, leaving only 3000 black riders gasping.

"And the second class masters who surrounded me..."

"I want the morning sun to shine on their heads hanging on the city floor."

Luo Hongyao points to a group of second-class people whose faces have changed a lot on the city floor, grinning wildly.

As soon as Zhao Xinghe's eyes were fixed, the black sword suddenly drew out. With the power of three thousand Black Knights, it turned into a real black sword awn and cut it out of the air.

Many second-class products have changed dramatically, and they have been plundered out of the city buildings.

Blind man yuan shook his gun, but he also made a move.

Poof!

Zhao Xinghe cut off, a second product was cut off, blood spilled in the air.

"Kill

Zhao Xinghe stood up in the air with a roar.

There are two products, desperate, run in a panic.

Dada, dada!

The sound of the horse's hooves exploded. Under the leadership of Zhao Xinghe, three thousand black riders suddenly strangled their horses and one after another raised their hooves and crossed the wall that was cut out of the big hole by manager Chen!

Jiangling mansion, this night Destined to bleed.

……

Tianan city.

Chu Wang Fu.

Luo Fu is in the north, and Chu Wang Fu is in the south of Tian'an city.

Old Huang with chutiannan, Royal firewood knife, tear the night, rapid landing.

Suddenly, he fell into the palace of King Chu. Lao Huang was out of breath.

And the south of Chutian is dignified.In the palace of King Chu.

A luxurious old man holding a golden tiger's crutch walked out slowly and looked at chutiannan in the courtyard with a red smile.

"Tiannan is back?"

The old man said with a smile.

"Grandfather."

Chu Tiannan bows.

"I wish I knew what happened in Jiangling mansion. Fortunately, you came back early..."

The king of Chu.

In the south of Chutian, when he heard the words, he wanted to say nothing.

The king of Chu, holding a tiger head crutch, went to chutiannan and held out his hand to photograph the wrinkles on his clothes.

"Don't be impetuous. It doesn't matter if you lose one game. Your grandfather and I have been fighting with Zhenbei Wang for half a lifetime, but we haven't won one game. It's very peaceful if we don't live the same life."

The king of Chu said with a smile.

Chutiannan's heart is warm.

"Grandfather, the prince sent out the army of Jiangling mansion to kill Luo Hong. This is a plan to completely tear his face with the Luo family. What should we do?"

"Besides, the prince is really crazy Or for what purpose? "

The south of Chutian will tell the news of Jiangling mansion.

The king of Chu held a cane and squinted.

"Sometimes, crazy or not It doesn't make much difference

"As for the purpose of the prince, you should be able to guess some..."

"Don't take the Luo family too lightly."

"I can't compare the Luo family to the Chu family..."

"And my Chu family Is there a choice? "

The king of Chu sighed, raised his head, and looked at the deep palace of Tian'an City, the place where the summer was endless.

No one can tell the outcome of tonight's event.

Everything depends on the attitude of that person.

……

Imperial capital, Tian'an city.

As the most prosperous city in summer, it has a profound historical heritage. Years have left too many traces on this city, and there are too many miracles and stories brewing in this city which bears countless breath.

Zhenbei palace.

It's late at night, but it's hard to be quiet.

In the old days, the northern palace of Menke luoque was very charming on this night.

One carriage after another came from the old main road of imperial capital and stopped in front of the palace in the north of the town.

There was a powerful steward who was responsible for introducing these dignitaries from the carriage into the palace of the northern king of the town.

And the guard before Zhenbei palace became more strict than ever.

The terrible air rises in the night, and the air above the residence seems to be distorted.

Only visible to the naked eye, there are more than a dozen strong second-class companies.

Every old man is basically equipped with a second grade or even first grade martial arts master.

If the officials were here, they would be scared to see these old people.

Because all the people who came down from the carriage were old people, old people.

Many people used to be in high positions in the temples of the imperial court.

The status of many of them is even more impressive.

But now, most of the old people who have retired to the second tier have gone out of the residence where they usually refuse to see visitors and come to the Zhenbei palace.

Around the palace, spies from many families and major forces have been frightened by this scene for a long time.

They sent the news back to their families and forces.

On the night of imperial capital, the lights were bright.

No one can sleep well.

In addition to the endless transmission of news in the imperial capital, there are also messages from Jiangling Prefecture. Under the transmission of various kinds of Eagle eagles, carrier pigeons and night kites that have been blessed with Taoist talismans, they are like a surge of bees in the imperial capital.

When you are a member of the major forces, you can see that the letters send back the news.

When he learned that the prince used the army of Jiangling mansion to encircle Luo Hong, his face changed greatly.

It's all the news from the government and the public that made the whole earthquake happen.

Crazy!

Prince, this is crazy!

The Luo family is not a cat and dog family, nor a small family that allows you to bully and dare not resist.

It's a family with 300000 Black Knights in the northern part of the great wall and many old people's veins in the Yuan Dynasty!

Although the Luo family is usually low-key, there is no doubt that the family Power goes to the government and the opposition.

Everyone knows about the sword appreciation meeting in Jiangling mansion.

At the beginning, it was just a faint smile. We all knew what we were going to appreciate at the sword appreciation meeting.

The prince designed to dig a pit for Luo Hong.

Although it is not small, it is difficult to shake the government and the public in the end.

However, when this sword appreciation meeting turned into an encirclement and suppression meeting, the nature and significance of it completely changed.

It's a signal.

The prince wants to send a signal to the empress of the Luo family!The prince and the Luo family do not deal with each other. In fact, the death of the fifth son of the Luo family has a lot to do with the prince.

Even Luo Hongchen, who will inherit the throne of Zhenbei king in the future, was killed by the crown prince!

The contradiction between the Luo family and the prince is basically irreconcilable.

However, all along, this contradiction has not been put on the surface. As we all know, it is only tacit.

This time, the prince sent out ten thousand troops to encircle Luo Hong, encircling and killing a Wupin.

It's like tearing your face apart.

You don't have to think about how fierce the reaction of the Luo family will be.

In the third generation of the Luo family, there is only one child left. Even the king of Zhenbei has plans to let Luo honglai inherit the position of the king of Zhenbei.

As a result, the prince intends to kill the heirs of Zhenbei king.

Can the imperial capital not shake?

In Luofu.

The king of Zhenbei was sitting in the atrium, and an oil lamp was burning, illuminating the dark atrium.

In the atrium, one after another of the chairs were placed. On each chair, there was an old man sitting upright. Some of them were white bearded, some of them were hunched, and their faces were covered with crane spots. They looked like they were dying. They were all a group of decadent old men.

However, many people outside the imperial capital know what kind of power these old people have when they come together.

That is a step, can let the imperial capital shake three shake existence.

"Lord It's late at night. Call me. What can I do for you? "

"The last time the LORD called us was 15 years ago."

"It seems that the Lord has made a decision."

An old man's eyes were deep, and they all sighed with emotion. His eyes fell on the white haired king of Zhenbei, who had mixed feelings for a while.

"This time, the crown prince has gone too far."

"The emperor of Xia closed the door and the prince was in power, but the prince's measures to the Luo family were chilling."

"If there is such a prince in the world, how can Daxia be stable?"

An old man shook his head, his eyes full of disappointment.

Rustling for a while.

The palace began to become quiet.

Because the king of Zhenbei stood up. The king of Zhenbei, who used to be a huge man, was now much older, and his hair turned white overnight.

There was deep fatigue in his eyes.

"In fact, there are only two things for you to come here."

Zhenbei Wang, Dao.

Some of them were looking forward to an old man in the town.

"The first thing is about my birthday, so I will not send an invitation. This birthday, I will invite you to come here. As for the birthday place..."

"I'm old, and I hope my grandson will accompany me on this birthday. Therefore, the location of the birthday will be in Anping County."

The king of Zhenbei spoke.

As soon as the words come out, many old people's eyes shrink.

Where is anshou county?

It's a different decision.

The king of Zhenbei came out of the imperial capital to celebrate his birthday There has never been a precedent, perhaps this time.

What's more, this is also a test for the king of Zhenbei. If the people present can really get out of the imperial capital and go to Anping County Maybe the king of Zhenbei will be able to relax.

Many of the old people present understood this.

As for the idea, no one can see, no one will say.

We all know what to do.

Moreover, this choice will represent their family's choice, and they are afraid to make a conclusion easily.

The king of Zhenbei glanced at the old people and laughed, but he didn't care.

He had already guessed this situation.

The king of Zhenbei can't guarantee that all the forces present will choose the Luo family, but only half of them That's enough.

"The second thing."

When the king of the north town opened his mouth, his voice was a little hoarse, and the atmosphere suddenly became solemn.

"As we all know, when sun Luohong went to Jiangling mansion to attend the sword appreciation meeting held by the prince, he was repeatedly targeted. My Luo family man was not afraid to be targeted, but the prince actually used the army of Jiangling mansion to deal with my sun..."

When Zhenbei Wang said this, his eyes were filled with deep anger.

"The Luo family has endured for so many years. I don't want to endure any more. I'm old and tired."

Zhenbei Wangdao.

"I've been fighting wildly for so many years. Five of my seven sons have died, one is mad, and another has turned into a foe. In addition, my daughter is far away from Dazhou and has no children. Now she's old and just hopes to have a grandchild to die, but now The prince will take the life of my grandson. "

"This is to make me the queen of the Luo family."

"My family Is it really time to be the queen? "When Zhenbei Wang said this, the murderous opportunity and anger contained in his words had already rushed into the sky.

The fierce killing in the atrium makes every old man turn pale.

It can be seen that Zhenbei Wang It's really uncontrollable anger!

"So, this night, please come here, for nothing else..."

"Just to ask you to raise a book for me."

"I'm crazy, I want to be a saint."

Zhenbei Wangdao.

Words fall, the whole atrium into silence, many old people look at the king of Zhenbei, look more complex.

Face book.

It's not an ordinary thing, but a Book of please, which is formed by the will of many old ministers.

It can be regarded as gathering the number of the world.

The whole summer will be shaken by it.

Zhenbei Wang This is to test the attitude of emperor Xia!

Now, the emperor of Xia is closed.

All over the world, you can see the emperor of Xia There was only one person, xuanyufei, who was a married Hu girl from the king's Court of Jinzhang and had just been granted the title of imperial concubine.

Even these old ministers have no chance to see Xia Huang.

Not even the king of Zhenbei.

It's impossible to see ordinary means at all. That's why Zhenbei Wang intends to use this way.

A face book.

There will be a big earthquake tomorrow.

The king of Zhenbei didn't speak. He just looked at the old people like this.

After a long time, in the courtyard, there was a continuous sigh.

At the next moment, there was air rushing into the sky, as if illuminating the night of the imperial capital.

"Lord, I wish you a letter."

"I also wish to write."

"Count me in."

The old people sitting on the chair stood up one after another, with breath emerging from their old bodies.

Zhenbei Wang looked at these old guys and laughed.

He brushed his sleeve and a golden cloth roll appeared in his hand.

On the cloth roll, one name after another converges on it, there is the will to soar, as if to break through the shackles of heaven and earth.

For a long time.

The king of Zhenbei held the golden cloth roll in his hands, and his face was solemn, as if holding a towering mountain.

Step by step, walk out of Zhenbei palace.

Every step, the imperial city is an earthquake.

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