The fire turned half the sky red, and there was a loud cry in Xiazhou City. Tonight, I don’t know how many families suffered disaster. The house was set on fire, the property was looted, and the men in the family were chopped down by the insurrectionary soldiers who suddenly broke in.
In a pool of blood.
The people Li Dezhao used force to force to express his views were limited to the elders of the eight major tribes. However, his orders would inevitably go awry during the execution! Officials and wealthy families who were close to the residences of the elders of the eight major tribes would inevitably be affected.
Li Dezhao's potential supporters in the city, those who were dissatisfied with Li Deming, and many local gangsters also took advantage of the chaos and took advantage of the chaos. They killed, robbed, and set fire to do whatever they wanted.
The families who own mansions in Xiazhou City are either rich or noble. After suffering this catastrophe tonight, I don’t know how many people will die in confusion. And the unintended death of a large number of elites will definitely cause the entire party regime to be severely damaged. Without ten years of work, it would be difficult to
Restore the prosperity of Li Jiqian's reign.
However, in the eyes of heroes like Li Dezhao, the fire and crying behind them are part of the price that has to be paid.
If he succeeds in killing his brother Li Deming tonight, he will naturally dispatch troops and restore order in Xiazhou City as soon as possible. If the attack on the palace fails tonight, everything will naturally stop. How many people die in the city and how they are ruined have nothing to do with him.
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As a hero, Li Deming's psychological quality is more than a little bit worse than Li Dezhao.
Standing on the watchtower of the palace city, he saw that the city was full of fire, and seven of the eight party members were held hostage by the "rebels". He was so angry that he shed tears. After a long pause, he pointed to the bottom of the city.
, shouted loudly: "Let Li Dezhao come out to see me. Let Li Dezhao come out to see me. Since he dares to do it, he must have the courage to admit it!"
"Li Dezhao, King Xia asked you to come out and speak!" Li Jidai, the chief elder of the Tuoba tribe and the commander of the Imperial Guards, heard this and immediately ordered several of his close followers with loud voices to repeat Li Deming's words loudly.
At the same time, he secretly arranged the eagle shooters and bed crossbows to prepare. As long as Li Dezhao dared to come forward to reply, he would try to kill him with one blow.
Li Dezhao almost lost his life at the hands of his elder brother and clan uncle some time ago. How could he not learn from the pain? When he heard the shouts, instead of impulsively going forward to answer Li Deming, he shrank his body.
A little further away, he ordered in a hoarse voice: "Tell him that Li does not admit that the traitor who killed my father can steal the throne of King Xia. Then Li Deming wanted to talk to me, so he obediently opened the palace door and tied his hands.
Come out. Li will naturally give him a chance to defend himself!"
"The Second Highness said that the traitor who killed his father cannot steal the title of King of Xia. Let Li Deming kidnapped him, and he will give you a chance to plead!" The flying dragon envoys beside Li Dezhao immediately raised their voices and shouted at them.
shouted at the opponents on the enemy tower.
"You're talking nonsense. My father was clearly killed by the blood transfusion your wife brought back." After hearing this, Li Deming became angry and anxious, and argued at the top of his voice again.
His words were once again repeated loudly by Li Jidai himself. But Li Dezhao, eager to take the opportunity to shake the opponent's military morale, decisively ordered people to ask his questions and spread them throughout the audience with the loudest voice, "Whoever talks nonsense knows it in his heart."
!Xiazhou is so big, can you find a second person who died from a blood transfusion?"
This move is too cruel.
Immediately, thousands of party members inside and outside the palace looked at each other with shock on their faces. Even the soldiers of the "Xing" camp who had heard Li Dezhao ask the same question once before were once again stirred up in their hearts.
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Li Deming could swear to God that he did not murder his father, Li Jiqian. However, no witnesses could be found, let alone a second precedent of death by blood transfusion.
Suddenly, he was so anxious that he spoke incoherently, "You are talking nonsense, you are lying. My father was clearly killed in conjunction with Bai Ze. Song people are the most cunning. If they had not secretly colluded with you, how could they be willing to give us life-saving thaumaturgy?"
Party item!”
Compared with Li Dezhao's question, these words were too lacking in intensity, and it would be better not to say them. After being repeated in unison by Li Jidai's cronies, more soldiers in the palace began to be confused.
"The bed crossbow is ready. Shoot it at the position outside the palace where the loudest shouts are!" Li Jidai knew that if the argument continued, Li Deming would not be able to get any advantage. Instead, the soldiers under his command would be in chaos and they would not bother to ask for instructions.
Give orders decisively.
The bed crossbows placed on the watch tower and on the faces of the nearby horses immediately launched a volley of fire. Seven two-foot-long crossbow arrows with an arm thickness roared and shot at the flying dragon envoys who had previously shouted for Li Dezhao. In an instant, they brought up several balls of blood.
fog.
Screams rose into the sky, followed closely by louder voices and curses, "Li Deming, you actually want to kill someone and silence them! You also said that you were not the one who murdered King Xia. Brothers, you have seen it clearly!"
"I don't, no!" Li Deming shouted angrily, but his voice was completely swallowed up by the shouts and curses from all around.
All the party members who followed Li Dezhao, including the private soldiers of various surnames he brought with him along the way, all believed that Li Deming had killed King Li Jiqian of Xia, and they were filled with righteous indignation.
"Condor shooter, Condor shooter, have you found Li Dezhao? Shoot him to death, shoot him to death, and banish thousands of households!" Li Jidai was so frightened by the scolding that he was so frightened that his heart trembled, and he urged loudly with a livid face.
, "Bed Crossbow, reload the Bed Crossbow, hurry up, if you find Li Dezhao, shoot him to death immediately!"
Several eagle shooters who were temporarily pulled up to the top of the city smiled bitterly and let go of their bowstrings, letting their arrows shoot towards the crowd outside the palace. But everyone knew that in this case, it was impossible for their arrows to hit Li De
Show a cold hair.
The other soldiers inside and outside the palace could not hear Li Deming's excuses, and only saw crossbows and arrows flying randomly. They became more and more convinced that Li Deming, the king of Xia, killed Li Deming himself. After he ascended the throne, his series of actions against Li Dezhao were murders.
Silence.
Immediately, the sense of justice and morale of the soldiers outside the palace skyrocketed. They all believed that tonight they were avenging the dead Xia King Li Jiqian and eradicating the traitors of the Dangxiang clan. Without waiting for Li Dezhao's order, they drew their horned bows and fired arrows.
Like hailstones, it hit the palace walls and watchtowers.
The Imperial Guard officers on the palace wall were originally in low morale because they had few troops. Now they suspected that Li Jiqian was murdered by Li Deming, and they became increasingly unwilling to fight for him. The arrows fired outside the palace were sparse and weak.
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"Hold, hold. As long as you hold until dawn, the White Feather Army will be able to come back and wipe out the rebels in one fell swoop!" Li Jidai had experienced hundreds of battles, and soon realized that the situation had taken a turn for the worse. He raised his voice and shouted to boost morale. "If you can't hold on,
In the palace, everyone will die without a burial place, Li Dezhao will never let anyone go!"
The former sentence was ignored by his soldiers. The latter sentence had some effect.
Although the soldiers under his command did not believe that Li Dezhao would kill everyone after his victory, they knew how they would kill the surrendered opponents after winning the victory. Therefore, they kept up their spirits and continued to fire their bows and arrows.
, to prevent the "rebels" from approaching the palace walls and palace gates.
"King Xia, please go back to the palace to rest. Leave this place to the old minister. Don't worry, as long as the old minister is here, the rebels can't even think of crossing the palace gate!" Seeing the soldiers under his command, Li Jidai finally cheered up and rushed over again.
In front of Li Deming, he asked in a low voice.
He could see now that Li Deming would only be doing himself a disservice if he stayed in the watchtower. But by hiding in the palace, he would not be distracted and send someone to protect him, or even "wipe his butt".
"Third uncle, can you, can you hold it? How many days will it take at the latest for Baiyu camp to come back?" Li Deming is a good player in conspiracy, but knows nothing about military strategy. With a pair of bloodshot eyes, he whispered to
Li Jidai seeks confirmation.
"Don't worry, King Xia. The palace's defense facilities are complete. Even if the number of rebels doubles, they won't be able to climb over the palace wall in less than half a month." Li Jidai smiled confidently and answered loudly on purpose.
This statement is not entirely bragging.
The Dangxiang soldiers were good at field battles, but not good at attacking cities. It would take three to five days to attack a fortress guarded by only a few hundred Song troops. As long as the opponent gritted his teeth and refused to surrender.
The Xia Palace, on the other hand, is much larger than the fort. There are more than two thousand defenders inside, and the food supply can last half a year. There are all kinds of defense facilities on the palace walls.
It can be said that as long as no one in the palace secretly opens the door, even if Li Dezhao leads an elite force, it will take at least half a month to break in.
What's more, Li Dezhao's rebel army was hastily put together. The word "elite" cannot be compared to it in any way.
Unfortunately, as soon as he finished speaking, a series of muffled thunderous sounds came from outside the watchtower. Immediately afterwards, the palace wall under his feet began to shake, and dust fell rustling above his head.
"Fire thunder, fire thunder -" Li Deming didn't need to ask what happened. The guard near the window of the enemy tower had already screamed the answer.
It turned out that Han Qing had quietly ordered people to assemble six simple trebuchets, taking advantage of the opportunity for the enemy and our party soldiers to exchange bows. Then, he commanded the veterans of the Suppression Army to fire a volley at the enemy tower.
The black powder grenade is actually far less powerful than the legend says. When it explodes, it usually only forms two or three fragments. The killing range is no more than three steps, and at least two of the six grenades misfire.
However, the Dangxiang soldiers under Li Jidai had never seen grenades before. It was only in the afternoon that they heard for the first time that an assassin used "fire thunder" to blow up the Liao envoy to pieces.
At this moment, when I heard the sound of explosions ringing around me and saw people being blown to pieces, my little morale was immediately wiped out. They dropped their bows and arrows one by one, hugged their heads, and hid around.
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"Gunpowder cart, get in, blow up the door!" Han Qing wanted this effect and decisively issued the latest order.
"Yes!" Wu Er agreed, leading four strong brothers, pushing a carriage filled with black powder, and quickly rushed to the main entrance of the palace.
Li Dezhao immediately ordered his subordinates to launch a feint attack on the city wall to distract the defenders. Upon seeing this, Ye Qinglian decisively led more than a dozen backbones of the Red Lotus Sect, rushed to the palace wall, lit grenades, and threw them with all his strength.
Wall top.
The order of the defenders on the palace wall suddenly became more chaotic. No matter how Li Jidai greeted, encouraged, or even wielded a knife to kill people and establish his authority, he could not control it.
It was too late to say that, but it was fast. After just twenty breaths, Wu Er and others had already pushed the carriage filled with gunpowder to the main entrance of Prince Xia's Mansion. Immediately, they gestured to Han Qing and quickly
Pull out the fuse, light it with a torch, and run away.
"Ming Jin, tell your people to retreat and stay away from the palace gate. Run as fast as you can!" Han Qing immediately raised his voice and reminded loudly.
"Withdraw, retreat, please give me gold, and tell the brothers to withdraw quickly!" Li Dezhao gave the order decisively without even thinking about it.
The crisp sound of gongs came one after another, and the party soldiers who were responsible for the feint attack did not know what was going on, but saw the rapidly burning fuse and quickly turned around and stayed away from the palace wall.
Some of the brave ones kept turning back while running. They secretly wondered, how could the carriage burn through the half-foot-thick palace gate if there was neither dry wood nor butter?
Before they could exchange their questions with each other, the carriage suddenly turned into a ball of flames, dazzling. Immediately afterwards, the sound of thunder was deafening, and the ground nearby rose and fell like ocean waves.
After everyone's vision returned to normal, everyone calmed down and looked again. The thick palace door had long disappeared.
Even the watchtower directly above the palace gate was partially destroyed by the earthquake. Several eunuchs from the palace were knocked unconscious. They supported a man covered in mud and stumbled out of the watchtower, looking around like headless flies.
