The palace was filled with solemnity and solemnity, washing away the silence of a month ago.
In a tall building not far away from the palace, Mo Yang and Bei Yeying leisurely drank tea and chatted, watching Bei Yeming's enthronement ceremony.
Sure enough, before Bei Yeming sat on the throne, Bei Ye Guiling forced the palace
"Uncle Wang, long time no see. How have you been at the border in the past few years? Are you coming back this time to attend the enthronement ceremony of His Highness?" Bei Yeming arrogantly said that he had long expected that Bei Ye Guiling would force the palace and made arrangements in the palace in advance.
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Bei Ye Guiling sneered: "Ha, haha, I haven't seen my nephew for a few years, but he is still very arrogant, but I'm afraid he won't be arrogant anymore!"
"My Highness respects you as my father's younger brother. I call you Uncle Wang. If you want to rebel, don't blame me for being rude!"
"Uncle and nephew, if you surrender, I will spare your life."
"Haha, it's really ridiculous. It's just idiots talking in their sleep. Your Highness is my father's prince, and he has the Holy Purpose in his hands. When will it be Uncle Wang's turn to take the throne?"
"The king holds military power, does my nephew have a chance to resist?"
Bei Yeming pretended to sigh, "By the time Uncle Wang's reinforcements arrive at the border, I'm afraid Uncle Wang will already have his head on the ground. Water from afar can't save a fire that's near."
"Then give it a try!" After saying this, the dead soldiers behind him poured out like ghosts.
Bei Yeming reacted quickly. With a wave of his hand, the guards behind him swarmed forward.
In an instant, the clash of weapons and the shouts of soldiers were drowned in blood. The snow on the ground was dyed red, and the splendid palace was built with blood.
Although there are not many people under Beiye Gui Ling's command, they are all dead warriors and secret guards with strong martial arts skills and are not afraid of death. Although there are many guards in the palace, their martial arts skills are average and they lack combat experience, so they will soon be defeated.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Bei Yeming was horrified. His years of hard work were in vain, and he wanted to escape. How could Bei Yeming allow Bei Yeming to escape? He grabbed a bow, took aim, and loosened the string. Bei Yeming fell into a pool of blood.
Seeing that Bei Yeming had lost power, the guards immediately surrendered and surrendered to Bei Yegui Ling.
At this moment, Bei Yeling led his troops into the palace
"It turns out that my nephew has been missing for a year just for today, but it's a pity that you still have to lose." Bei Ye Guiling did not take Bei Ye Ling seriously.
"Uncle Wang, usurping the throne is a capital crime," Bei Yeling said indifferently.
"If I ascend the throne, who can punish me? They will be extremely grateful to me."
"Uncle Wang, are you stalling for time? Waiting for the five hundred cavalry outside the city?" Bei Ye Ling said confidently, first disturbing Bei Ye Guiling's mind. In fact, I don't know if he can stop the five hundred elite soldiers outside the city.