Novoland: Eagle Flag Chapter 1: The fifth day of Yunlong
The team sprints through the darkness.
Xiang Kongyue ordered that no torches should be lit, so he could only rely on the lanterns hanging on the upper floors of the street for lighting. Dutong is the commander of a thousand commanders as usual, but in a hurry, only six or seven hundred people were assembled. It is not far to walk from the Nanmen camp to the palace located in Changqingfang. The infantry walked with difficulty on the snow.
"It's so quiet, is Ying Wuyi really prepared?" Hu Dutong was riding on the horse, stroking the handle of the knife uneasily.
"The quieter you are, the more likely you are to be prepared." Xiang Kongyue sat straddling Ye Yongrong's back with an awe-inspiring expression, "The emperor has a fierce personality, and I'm afraid Li Gong has the intention of killing the king. If you take advantage of this opportunity , shrink the troops and wait in Li Gong's mansion, once they come out, how can those idiots of the Forbidden Army stand against Li Army's fierce soldiers?"
"Then let's avoid leaving the army."
"That's right. From Taimiao, the shortest way is through the Linghua Road between Changqingfang and Xing'anfang. We will intercept His Majesty's guard of honor there, and send His Majesty back as soon as possible before Li Jun can grasp the changes. Forbidden Palace, leaning on the palace wall to hold on. The defense of Taiqing Palace may last for a day, not to mention Ying Wuyi can't say that he will attack the imperial city with his army."
"That's it!" Du Tong looked at Xiang Kongyue, who was holding Ye Yongrong halfway in front of him, smiled maliciously, and gave the horse a whip.
Ye Yongrong became angry, for some reason, there was no shortage of horses now, but Xiang Kongyue still insisted on riding with her, which made her feel up and down.
Sudden commotion came from the former army.
Xiang Kongyue added a whip, and saw the flag flying high in the air, burning roses, and golden flames. I don't know how many torches appeared in front of them, and the silver-coated chariot and the high-marked white feathers on the heads of four horses could be vaguely seen through people.
Two groups of people squeezed together opposite the entrance of Linghua Road. The armor of each other was bright, and everyone had white long feathers on their heads—the symbol of the forbidden army Habayashi Tianjun.
"Are you also traitors and thieves?" An angry voice came from the noise, "The shadow in my hand is to drink the dirty blood of you thieves!"
"The sword of troubled times!" Xiang Kongyue sighed in a low voice, and shouted as he rode his horse, "Get out of the way, get out of the way, let me pass!"
Ye Yongrong was anxiously thinking about what to do with the emperor of the Dayin Dynasty, but he also felt Xiang Kongyue's body trembling slightly. This unruly person finally became uneasy.
The soldiers of the south gate battalion were suppressed by the momentum of the forbidden army, and kept retreating, Xiang Kongyue's war horse couldn't get through for a while. The imperial guards lined up their spears and forced them over step by step. They were all in a hurry, they didn't care to charge forward, sealed the horizontal knife behind them, and roared loudly: "It's not a thief, we are here to **** His Majesty, the one who retreats dies!"
His voice calmed the crowd. The voice was slightly lowered, but everyone's expressions changed. The thunderous hooves of horses that came from nowhere immediately filled the entire street, in all directions, everywhere.
"This...is this?"
"It's Thunder Rider." Xiang Kongyue's face was as pale as Ye Yongrong's.
It's less than half a street away from the government's mansion, and they have already alarmed Lei Qi. At the end of the long street, the black carapace flashed coldly, the black horses marching side by side, and the warriors wielded four-foot-long sabers. The iron hooves almost crushed the stone slabs on the street, Lei Qi came swiftly, in a charging posture.
"Xie Qiwei... really told the secret!" Xiang Kongyue gritted her teeth violently.
The crowd loosened, and he was finally able to ride out in front of the emperor's silver chariot. Hu Dutong stood side by side with him, panicking. The young emperor and the white-robed strategist looked at each other from a distance.
"We are here to **** and persuade you to return to the palace." Xiang Kongyue said in a low voice, "Since it is already late, I would like to be the emperor's forerunner and kill the traitors!"
"Okay! Our Dayin dynasty needs such a loyal man!" The emperor shouted loudly and started the chariot.
Xiang Kongyue didn't even report her name, the emperor's chariot passed by him, and the emperor threw the silver rose family crest around Xiang Kongyue's neck at Xiang Kongyue without looking back. When they met on the battlefield, what the emperor bestowed was already the highest reward for ministers.
The imperial army and the infantry of the South Gate camp quickly formed a group, and thunder riders rushed towards them like a storm. The emperor suddenly raised his sword, and the almost empty sword slashed down in the air: "Kill!"
After seven hundred years, the Bai family's last regal aura rose to the sky as if carrying Emperor Qiangwei's behest. The riding saber charged away.
Ye Yongrong looked back at Xiang Kongyue, then raised his hand suddenly and pushed him off the horse. She pulled out the long sword inherited from Ye's family at her waist, and rushed forward with the imperial army. After rushing a long distance, she turned her head once, and saw Xiang Kongyue's white clothes floating in the thin snow, like an empty shadow under the moonlight.
On the night of December 7th in the ninth year of Emperor Xi, a meteor shot north and the emperor died.