Chapter 671

The soldiers on the city wall have long lost the spirit of war, and now they are listening to the constant chirping outside. They have long lost hope, and they are gradually approaching despair.

They looked at each other silently, and their hands holding weapons had already worn a layer of blood, but even so, they would not let go.

"Don't listen to their nonsense!" Someone tried to raise his voice and cried, "now standing behind us are our relatives, the home we have to guard!"

"Therefore, we must not retreat! I can't bear their treachery enough

But even if he broke his voice, his voice could only be transmitted to the people around him without the addition of the loudspeaker.

And those who can hear his voice will only give him a white eye and no irony.

Under the city, the voice that disturbed their hearts continued.

"Why don't the people in the city come and listen to your Majesty's heartless deeds!"

"He dotes on treacherous ministers and persecutes good ministers and American generals. Even disaster relief is just a random order from the sycophants around him."

"So, the relief grain went back to the grain store in the capital for sale, and the relief money went into the pocket of the treacherous minister. What about the people who really suffered from the disaster? They can only come all the way to the capital, just to find a place to make a living for themselves. "

"In the end, they were constantly oppressed, and finally they had to go to the road of resistance and go to prison. Are they alive now? I don't know! "

…

It is not easy to count the major crimes of Song Ci, and the speaker is hoarse.

"Come and give your majesty a good compliment! I don't believe that with such a strong contrast, they don't have any thoughts in mind! "

He handed the trumpet to the assistant general standing nearby, and the man said.

The deputy general took a deep breath and yelled under the encouraging eyes of the other side, "our majesty loves the people like a son. He is the emperor of heaven!"

"Why do you think we came to the capital so soon? It's just that the people in the city are so charmed by his Majesty's personality that they choose to believe in him! "

"Now, they still live and work in peace and contentment, and have not been harmed by any war! If you take the initiative to open the gate, your life will not have any change! "

…

With the continuous sound from outside, the closed door in the capital was slowly pushed open a small crack, revealing the dark pupil.

The streets are still empty, but the atmosphere in the capital changes abruptly.

If it used to be that only xungui was secretly fighting for control of the capital, now the people have quietly joined in.

From the beginning to the end, they have never heard anyone accuse Song Ci of what he did. Therefore, they want to gamble and maintain their present life!

It seems that the palace is closed, but the eunuchs and maids can't get the news quickly. Therefore, Song Ci, who returned to the palace soon, soon noticed the weak changes around.

It seems that there are fewer and fewer people around. The eunuchs who were on call also began to procrastinate, and the maids in court did not look at him in awe.

His prestige is diminishing! This is something he will never allow!

But things have come to this point, even if he coercion and inducement, all the way out, he can't push himself back to the previous high position.

Efforts and give up, but a moment apart.

Song Ci walked through today's desolate palace step by step, and finally sat down on the Dragon chair when he went to court.

Once upon a time, he sat here and watched the ministers shout long live. No matter what he said, he echoed everything. But now, he is the only one in the huge palace.

"Ling Tianwang," Song Ci muttered, but after a long time, he could only smile bitterly.

"It's all retribution," he whispered.

He knew that there was a knot between him and Ling Tianwang that could not be untied, but why? He can't remember.

Perhaps this is the fate arranged. Song Ci comforted himself in his heart. Otherwise, how could Ling Tianwang be so lucky!

Under the constant clamor, the soldiers guarding the city have been in turmoil for a long time, but the threat still reverberates in their ears, making them unable to make a real decision.

The sky gradually darkened, Ling Tianwang gently shook his head, said, "can't drag down."

Zhou ruo'an followed him. He had already grasped the weapon in his hand, waiting for the moment when he rushed forward.

His every move was watched by others, at this time, those people seemed to feel something, one by one taut face, eyes become serious down.

Ling Tianwang looked at them all with a smile on his face, then stretched out his hand and pointed straight ahead.

"That's our goal," Ling Tianwang said. "Now -"

"go!"

Ling Tianwang roared, and there were blue veins on both sides of his neck.With his command, the soldiers who had been resting quietly rushed forward in a flash.

They lined up in a neat line, even the pace of voice also tends to be the same, eyes full of vigor, is the city guards have never seen the appearance.

One is tired and the other is ambitious. In these cases, the outcome is decided from the beginning.

Even if they can rely on the wall, there is no way to stop the attack!

From the sound of war drums and thunder to the opening of the city gate, it was like a joke.

Ling Tianwang really couldn't help laughing, but he was more dismissive of Song Ci.

"I overestimated him after all," Ling Tianwang sighed. "I thought he was the prince of orthodox education anyway, but..."

Ling Tianwang shook his head and pressed down the emotion below.

Trying to recall Song Ci's actions as a prince, Zhou ruo'an said, "he was ignorant and arrogant from the beginning. He didn't show it. He even had a good reputation among his ministers, but because he could disguise and the old emperor was still there."

Ling Tianwang quickly adjusted his mind, and under the welcome of the general in front of him, he walked step by step to the city where he had left in confusion.

The capital is still what it used to be, except that there is no noise in the streets.

But it doesn't matter, under his rule, the capital will soon be able to restore its prosperity! This is his confidence!

Zhou ruo'an has not returned to the capital for a long time. Occasionally she passes by a familiar corner. She is always excited.

"There used to be a small stall selling sugar gourd, a pair of grandsons and grandsons," Zhou ruo'an said, pointing to an empty street corner. "I just don't know if they are still there now, and if sugar gourd is still what it used to be."