Chapter 678

The dense rebels surrounded the whole palace in silence and coldness. This kind of murderous spirit in silence and this extremely calm momentum.

Let all the soldiers on the Imperial City tremble for no reason.

Xiao mubai and Xiao Zimu looked at everything in front of them in silence.

A moment later, a banner that was hunting in the cold wind appeared in the sight of everyone.

The bright yellow flag came up from the long street at the corner of the square, revealing a big Xiao character on it. The flag surface was embroidered with a dragon rising in the clouds with gold thread. The gold claws grabbed the auspicious clouds and stepped into the air.

"Does it look good?" Princess Li stood on the north corner tower, smiled at the masked man around her and asked.

"Good looking." The masked man kept the charming smile of concubine Li and answered without thinking.

"This is to hide one's ears and steal one's bell and prove one's name as a teacher." After a long silence, Xiao mubai finally opened his mouth and his face was full of ridicule.

Doing the usurpation of the throne under the name of the emperor of the Qing Dynasty.

Can Xiao Yanjun be more shameless?

"We're afraid... We can't wait for our father to wake up." Xiao Zimu looked at the Dragon flag without expression.

The Dragon flag walked slowly. In the fiery eyes of the rebels around the square and in the eyes of the guard guard of the Imperial City, he came to the door of Danfeng palace and behind the cavalry who first rode into the square.

"You could have broken through with ah Chu, but you insisted on not going. I always thought you had something to do." Xiao Zimu narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the horse and flag in front of the palace and said slowly.

"I don't know what to do." Xiao mubai smiled bitterly. He would not give up the city, nor would he give up the people in the city in early summer.

Therefore, they never had the idea of escaping.

Xiao mubai looked at the mountain army in front of the Danfeng palace, took a deep breath, patted the green brick of the imperial city and said generously, "it's just the two of us, so what?"

Xiao Zimu involuntarily looked at the direction of the Kunning palace, then glanced at him deeply and smiled, "I don't want to die with you."

Xiao mubai looked up at him. There was some bright light in the dark pool in his eyes. He suddenly smiled cunningly: "she doesn't want to die with you."

Xiao Zimu's face has always been plain without waves. Although he frowns occasionally, it is not extremely ugly.

At present, he suddenly changed his face after this sentence.

Xiao mubai looked at Xiao Zimu, whose face was suddenly lonely after being teased by himself, and patted him on the shoulder.

At this time, the early summer, which should have taken care of the emperor in the Kunning palace, quietly appeared behind them.

At the beginning of summer, the pace was light and could not have been noticed by them.

But Xiao mubai had already smelled a trace of herb fragrance. He didn't think about it. He just told Xiao Zimu about her, and appeared behind him in early summer.

"Is the father awake?" Xiao mubai was looking forward to it.

Who knows, when he turned his head, what he saw was that he resumed his men's dress in early summer.

Xiao Zimu immediately turned around and looked forward to her answer, but suddenly saw him in a green shirt, just like when he first met.

Early summer shook his head in their slightly stunned eyes and extinguished the hope they had just sprouted in the bottom of their heart.

"Then what are you doing here? You changed back to men's clothes?" Xiao Mu frowned and was about to drive her back.

At the beginning of summer, he looked calm and said calmly, "we can't live together, but we should die together."

Xiao mubai faced her four eyes. A moment later, the corners of her lips bent with a smile, reached out and gently picked up the hair in front of her forehead and put it behind her ears.

Although Xiao Zimu felt sour and bitter, he also felt that if the three went to the yellow spring together.

He is not a pity

The rest of the soldiers on the imperial city took a breath when they saw the face in early summer.

Young Marquis, aren't you assassinated?

How can it appear on the tower of the imperial city at this moment?

At the beginning of summer, standing beside Xiao mubai, looking at the lonely dragon flag in front of the palace and the knight in front, he said, "they are oppressing us with momentum, trying to make the soldiers afraid..."

Xiao mubai went to Yucheng from Hanyang in the early summer to ask for help. Before leaving, she knew that although she knew nothing about marching and fighting, she had a keen insight into the situation.

The murderous spirit in silence just now really made all the soldiers on the Imperial City tremble for no reason.

Unfortunately, his Mohist army died in the city tower of Chang'an.

If his subordinates were still there, how could they be as timid as the forbidden army in the palace.

"All the troops on your hands smashed into the Danfeng door. What's the reason?" At the beginning of summer, he squinted at the man holding the Dragon flag in front of the palace.

"In order to dampen the spirit of the other party and boost the morale of our own army." Although Xiao mubai knew it was a drop in the bucket, he could only drink poison to quench his thirst.

"Then how can this one be allowed to ride a flag and stand so arrogantly in front of the palace to demonstrate?" At the beginning of summer, he raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"According to the military tradition, the first cavalry to arrive will receive supreme glory." Xiao mubai patiently explained to her who knew nothing.

This is the glory recognized by every army.

At the beginning of summer, the cavalry like a black spot was frozen. After a long time, he suddenly said, "let him... Die with honor!"

Xiao mubai smiled and frowned. As a prince guarding the frontier, he has a natural respect for the military tradition of the state of Xiao.

Although I was very disgusted with the wanton arrogance of riding in front of the palace, I didn't want to do anything. This is the posture of victory that every team that is about to win will show.

It's like fighting between two countries without killing envoys.

This is bearing, because Xiao mubai never meant to shoot.

What's more, the position of the other party's station is excellent, and the arrow can't shoot accurately.

The tone of early summer was decisive and sneered: "I'm not a soldier, and I don't know glory. I only know that this is life and death. If I dare to stand in front of me at this time, that's..."

Before he finished saying a word, the man had already exercised his lightness skill and flew out.

Before the rest of the soldiers on the imperial city could digest the shock of the young Marquis's resurrection, they saw his body rise lightly in the air, and then gallop out like an arrow from the string.

The rebels only saw a green shadow on the corner tower of the Imperial City, stepped on the eaves and tiles, and went straight to the flag.

At the moment of flying down in early summer, the silver needle was taken out from the waist with his right hand. Two silver needles were held between his five fingers and shot out in the air.

A horse and a flag standing alone in front of the palace, though lonely but arrogant, are looking contemptuously at the gatekeepers in the Imperial City, conveying the victory of the rebels.

However, all this was destroyed by the two silver needles from the broken wind!