Chapter 150 Open the city gate and let them enter the city!
"Brother Qingyun, it seems that this matter is impossible. This is different from what we thought before. The emperor has paid too much attention to this matter, and he actually sent the famous banned army in Yandu to follow. These people, I'm afraid we can't save it, and now in this world, no one can save lives under the emperor's hands."
There is no shortage of knowledgeable people among a group of dandies.
It is also the black armor of the forbidden army that is too eye-catching. It was given by Zhao Zheng. It is the armor of the best Houtian realm. It is difficult for ordinary Houtian warriors to break through it, not to mention ordinary weapons.
Even if a warrior of the innate realm wants to break the defense, if there is no weapon of the innate realm in hand, it is difficult to break the defense.
The forbidden army in such armor must be the elite of the elite.
"Haha! Don't make excuses for your cowardice. The land you are stepping on is Yannan and Qicheng. Our prince is still here, and the future king of Yannan is still here. You have the say. Why? If you are afraid, you will roll down the city wall and have nothing to do with us. How can the prince be the kind of rat who escapes?"
"What I'm doing is for the sake of the world, the prince's actions should be able to conquer the hearts of the new nobles in the world, and it is a necessary step on the way to become the master of the world in the future. Besides, the prince's words have already been released, if nothing is done. , isn't he ridiculed by the new nobles in the world, and the rest of his life, the prince can raise his head and walk?"
"Prince, as I see it, it doesn't matter, outside is Yandu, and we are here in Yannan, which will be your future fief. Besides, they are only those cavalry, not for so many people and us Yan. Nanwang turn his face."
A group of people jumped out and retorted.
They all want to watch the hilarity and gain fame in the midst of the hilarity.
The flesh on Zhao Qingyun's face moved.
He was about to say something, but when he saw the uniformed army marching forward, he had a very bad premonition in his heart, but everyone around him said the same thing, which made it difficult for him to speak. , he has a feeling of riding a tiger.
If there are no chasing soldiers behind, this thing will be done. As long as the soldiers in Yannan don't speak, this thing will be unknowingly.
But now, the imperial city's forbidden army is behind, if the city gate is opened, it will be against the emperor in face.
Zhao Qingyun didn't take Yan too seriously, but he also knew that it would not be good to anger the emperor on the face.
After thinking for a while, he made a decision.
"It depends on their lives."
Zhao Qingyun pinched his chin and said, "If the forbidden army at the back rushes to kill them, we will not be able to save them. That means that they should not live and are not lucky enough. On the other hand, if they run past my Yannan moat and enter me In the area of Yannan, this prince is to let them enter Qicheng and protect them to continue their journey south."
"Prince, you don't need to be afraid of the lackeys of the imperial court at all, but there are only a few thousand people, beat them, kill them, there are many thousands of defenders in Qicheng."
Someone continued to fire.
Zhao Qingyun said that, which made Gonghuo's words a bit harsh.
"Fuck you."
Zhao Qingyun slapped it directly: "Why don't you get your family to beat them? If you want to die, you can do it, and I, Zhao Qingyun, have no brains!"
The man was stunned, he covered his face and didn't dare to say anything, he could only lower his head with a venomous gaze.
"The prince is right. After all, this world is still the world of Emperor Kun. If you do it clearly, you will suffer."
There is also a high-level playboy who speaks along with Zhao Qingyun.
Zhao Qingyun nodded, and his mood was much better.
Go kill it.
If I rushed to kill them, I would have an explanation for these people, as well as an explanation for my father.
Zhao Qingyun is now looking forward to the forbidden army charging and killing those upstarts outside the Qicheng of Yannan. In this way, he also has an explanation to the world. The upstarts die before they reach his territory, and they can avoid confronting the emperor. risks of.
However, Zhao Qingyun was disappointed.
The guards behind him have been walking slowly, as if they were deliberately slowing down their speed. Originally, they still thought that the guards had finished the game of hunter and prey, that they wanted those rebellious upstarts to be thrilled and fearful. time to obliterate them.
But later, a group of people climbed to the front of the moat, and the forbidden army still did not speed up.
A soldier ran to Zhao Qingyun's side and told him, "Your Highness, Your Majesty has an order to kill the rebels for my Majesty Dayan at all costs. No matter how much you make trouble today, you can't change the order of Your Majesty. Those people, die. deal."
As soon as these words came out, Zhao Qingyun suddenly felt a burning pain on his face.
The look of the dudes looking at Zhao Qingyun changed.
Especially the kid who was slapped by Zhao Qingyun when he failed in the fire, he sneered yin and yang: "Oh, so it is, our prince said it doesn't matter at all, isn't this just teasing us? What should it be like? As a result, it was already doomed."
"Brother Qingyun, you don't do it authentically. This is different from what you said before. How can you be unbelievable as a human being?"
"Sir, did we really see you wrong? They are almost at the gate of the city now. You gave them hope, and they came here. Otherwise, they could have escaped to Yanduxi, Yan Dudong, Yandubei, you give them hope, but you want to slaughter their lives!"
Blame voices rang out.
These second-generations have never suffered, have never been beaten, and don't know how to write dead words. They are too idealistic, and they have begun to accuse and blame Zhao Qingyun.
Zhao Qingyun felt that his face was dull.
"preparation."
On the city wall, bows are drawn full.
Under the city wall, the gate of the North City Gate was tightly closed.
"Master Shi, my own person, my own person, I am Yang Feng, we are here, don't pull the bow, don't pull the bow, don't accidentally hurt us!"
The emotions of Yang Feng and others are very complicated.
They thought they were dead, their spirits were highly tense, and some people had even made a decision. Once they heard the sound of the horse's hooves getting faster, they would bite their tongues and commit suicide without waiting to die.
Afterwards, they did not speed up, and they were able to really reach the north gate of Qicheng in Yannan.
But facing them are the closed gates and the bows drawn by the soldiers on the city wall.
Yang Feng was about to urinate.
This is different from what they thought. Originally, they thought that if they came here, they would have a chance to live.
Yang Feng's voice was very pitiful.
And the black armored army is still advancing slowly and flatly.
Looking at the teeth, he said cruelly: "Don't let arrows, open the city gate, and let them enter the city, otherwise, this prince will die here and die with them."
With that said, he pulled out the sword that he carried with him and put it on his neck.
On the city wall, the soldiers were in an uproar.
The eyes of the dandy upstarts lit up.
Beneath the city wall, Yang Feng and the others looked surprised.
The commander of the city guard said with a look of embarrassment: "Prince, think twice! This is not a trivial matter!"
"Open the city gate, otherwise this prince will die here. If this prince is dead, do you think you can live? Will Zhao Kangyi rip your skin alive! Hurry up! When the forbidden army arrives, there is no room for turning around. , the distance is still far, the city gate only opens a crack, we can say that we have never opened the city gate, have not seen them, open, open!"
Zhao Qingyun gave his excuses and brought the sword closer to his throat. A shallow mark was drawn between his throat and blood flowed out.
Looking at the blood in Zhao Qingyun's throat, and at the forbidden army that could not be seen clearly from a few miles away, the commander made a difficult decision: "Open!"