Seven hundred and twentieth chapters emperor's order eight
"Prince, there is an army outside, with nearly ten thousand people."
An officer hurried over and reported loudly.
Zhao He asked in a deep voice: "Is it Li Xun here?"
The officer shook his head: "The general did not know Li Xun, but when he met Yan Yi, Zhu Meng and others, many of them were brothers of the imperial guards."
Zhao Bolin said coldly: "They are not your brothers now, but your enemies."
The officer shrank his head and nodded repeatedly to say yes.
Zhao Bolin waved his hand irritably, signaling that the officer could leave, and then bowed to Zhao He and said, "Prince, the East Palace has been broken, Zhao He and others are just turtles in the jar, and there is no way out to retreat. It is a matter of early or late to solve them. The arrival of Yan Yi and others will affect the morale of our army. The longer the time is delayed, the greater the impact on our army. They are not large. I suggest that we delay the attack on the East Palace, concentrate all our troops, quickly defeat Yan Yi, Li Xun and others, and then calmly surround the prince and others."
Zhao He nodded: "I only have five thousand people, I will give you all the rest, you can do it yourself."
After saying that, Zhao He began to take off his robe, but there was a pair of exquisite armor inside.
Zhao Bolin looked at Zhao He blankly, then reacted and hurriedly dissuaded: "Prince, your identity is so noble, and it is the hope of all of us. If something happens to you, what should we do?"
Zhao He shook his head, ignored Zhao Bolin, walked forward, muttering to himself: "The throne belongs to mine, even if I can't get it, it will never be cheaper for you, Zhao Xun, never."
"Prince, no..."
Zhao Bolin was still trying to persuade him when he chased after him, but Zhao He drew out his sharp sword, turned around and pointed at Zhao Bolin, his face suddenly felt ferocious: "Get out of here, do your own thing, don't worry about me."
"The people from the Yiwang Mansion follow me, and everyone else obeys Zhao Bolin's command."
Zhao He roared and led the three thousand elite winged king's death soldiers around him to rush forward.
Zhao Bolin stared at Zhao He's departure back blankly. He never expected that the most critical moment of the person who was once able to treat him calmly in the face of any danger and pressure was the first psychological collapse, which Zhao Bolin never expected.
"Mr. Zhao, what should we do?"
"Are you still fighting?"
"How many people came outside? It was said that there were many brothers of the imperial guards. Could it be that the left and right armies outside the city arrived?"
The attack of the inner palace of the Eastern Palace was temporarily suspended and was handed over to the elite dead soldiers of the Three Thousand Wings Palace led by Zhao He to deal with it. All the others retreated. More than a dozen imperial guards surrounded Zhao Bolin, saying a word and asking.
"Shut up all of them."
Zhao Bolin came to his senses at this time, and was extremely upset by the quarrels of the crowd. He couldn't help but yelled angrily, and then said to everyone coldly: "Just a few thousand people scared you into this way? It's really ridiculous. Zhao Xun's end of the road and won't last long, and the prince will immediately deal with him. At that time, the prince will be the first choice for the emperor. You are the heroes who are the dragon and the wealth. You are still poor?"
Zhao Bolin's passionate remarks temporarily stabilized everyone's mind and morale.
After all, when things have reached this point, everyone has no choice but to do it to the end.
Afterwards, Zhao Bolin gathered the last 23,000 soldiers, turned around and began to face Li Xun and others behind him.
"attack."
Countless soldiers shouted loudly, carrying dozens of siege equipment such as siege ladders and rushed forward.
Outside the Eastern Palace, the city gate is hard and difficult to attack.
Li Xun has been to the East Palace many times and is very familiar with the environment here. He immediately ordered someone to cut down a tall tree and immediately made it into a city-slamming tree.
Nearly a hundred soldiers held a big tree five or six feet long, shouted a unified slogan and strode forward.
An Guoqing stood on the city, pointed to the direction of the city gate, and shouted loudly: "Concentrate shooting and hitting the wood."
An Guoqing's voice echoed around, and hundreds of archers responded immediately, gathering arrows to shoot at the soldiers holding the wood. Nearly a hundred soldiers holding the big tree were immediately shot and fell to the ground. But soon, the soldiers standing around rushed over immediately, hugged the big tree and replenished the gap. Jiang Daxiong also rushed over, hugged the forefront of the big tree, and took the lead in charge.
Within a distance of less than a hundred steps, more than 300 soldiers surrounding the big tree had already died in battle, but no one retreated. This is the key to the battlefield. The number of opponents is several times higher than that of themselves, and they are defended by the city wall. If they cannot open the city gate, they will not be able to shake the opponent's formation at all.
"Put hard!"
After paying the price of hundreds of people dying in battle, Jiang Daxiong finally arrived near the city gate. He used all his strength and shouted angrily.
The heavy giant tree slammed into the copper door.
"Boom!" There was a loud bang, like a muffled thunder on the ground. The entire city wall shook slightly a few times. Although the copper door was thick, it could not withstand this shocking collision. After five consecutive hits, the door bolt broke and the copper door suddenly opened.
"Kill!"
Jiang Daxiong threw away the big tree and led hundreds of soldiers in.
In the Eastern Palace, Zhao He led the dead soldiers of the Three Thousand Wings Palace to continue the attack. Although the number of people has decreased, his combat effectiveness has risen to a higher level. This is the three thousand people selected by Zhao He and trained carefully. The combat effectiveness is extremely strong and he is not afraid of death.
After the previous fight, more than half of the two thousand people were killed or injured. Now, facing the impact of Zhao He and three thousand dead soldiers, they are no longer able to resist and are retreating step by step.
"General, we retreat quickly. Staying here is not a solution, and we can't hold on for long."
Wang Chengzong rushed to Zhang Jin and said loudly.
Zhang Jin said angrily: "Where can we retreat?"
Wang Chengzong pointed to the rear: "You can go to the Dragon Tower and use it to deal with the terrain, which can delay one or two."
"Looking Dragon Tower?"
Zhang Jin turned around and looked, his eyes lit up.
"Your Highness, let's go and see the Dragon Tower."
Zhang Jin, with Zhao Xun, Mu Gong, Crown Princess and others with despair, began to retreat and head towards the Wanglong Tower behind him. Wang Chengzong stayed to cut off the rear and delayed the time.
Zhang Jin didn't bring many people, only about 200 people.
The Wanglong Tower has a special structure, with narrow stairs and rotating upwards. As long as you keep the tower ladder, it will be difficult for the opponent to attack, so no matter whether it is the opponent or your own, no matter how many people there are, it is useless.
Of course, their number is too small and they will eventually be unable to hold on if they die, but they have won time, which is the most important thing.
Everyone quickly entered the Wanglong Tower and reached the top of the tower. Wang Chengzong did not hold on for long before he was dispersed. Zhao He led his men to chase the Wanglong Tower quickly.
Chapter completed!