The sound of dense footsteps sounded, and the soldiers of Xuantiewei suddenly turned around and saw countless soldiers pouring out of the dense forest.
They wore low-key gray armor, but pushed racks of incredibly powerful crossbows!
Private soldiers! They are private soldiers that the false emperor kept before he came to power!
From the beginning of his personal expedition, he had made all kinds of preparations just for this moment - to take Yan Ling out of the army and shoot him here!
Of course, the current situation is better than what he wanted. There is not only Yan Ling in the trap, but also the person he wants to kill more at this moment, Xu Yin!
Besieged by so many powerful crossbows and in such a terrain, no matter how brave the Black Iron Guards are, they will only die!
Yan Ling waved calmly and asked Xu Yin to come over.
After she led people into the protective circle of Xuantie Guard, he said: "Your Highness, Prince Duan, does it feel bad to be a bereaved dog?"
The lost dog!
The false emperor looked at him with even colder eyes.
Yan Ling smiled: "Look at you, your injuries are so painful!"
Having already come to this point, the false emperor would not let him get angry easily. He said calmly: "I can let you two be buried together, so what is this injury?"
At this point, the pseudo-emperor showed a smile: "In comparison, you are the most sympathetic. First you were a hostage in the capital, and then you led troops to fight everywhere, but you died here when you succeeded. Your army, you
All your achievements will go to your brother who did nothing, how pitiful you are!"
Yan Ling raised his eyebrows when he heard this, with a hint of surprise on his face at first, and then he suddenly realized.
"It turns out that this is what His Highness Prince Duan thinks. No wonder he would do something treasonous and unethical."
The false emperor lets him say it, "Now that we have reached this point, does it still matter if he usurps the throne or not?"
"But it's not in vain. With Miss Xu San here, we can be a pair of mandarin ducks even after we die. We won't be lonely on the road to hell, right?"
"Yes." Yan Ling smiled again and moved his eyes to Yu Manqing next to him, "With Miss Yu by your side, His Highness will not be alone even after he dies."
The false emperor sneered and was too lazy to talk to him anymore. No matter how hard-spoken Yan was, could he be tougher than a strong crossbow? They used this method to kill Yu Chong and put him in this situation. Now he should try this
It's a taste.
"Come here, raise your bow!"
"Yes." Behind him, a series of powerful crossbows drew their bowstrings.
The few shield guards in the Black Iron Guards immediately stepped forward and surrounded the two masters.
But what's the use of this? What he brought out this time was the Eight Ox Crossbow.
A wall can be shot through, let alone a shield.
When the bowstring was fully drawn, the general shouted: "Shoot!"
Thousands of arrows were fired in succession, and the sound of arrows piercing the air could be heard in the ears, followed by continuous screams.
The false emperor raised his hand and coughed. The high fever for days had made his vision a little blurry, especially when the sky was dark and he could only rely on torches for illumination.
But it doesn't matter. As long as these two people die here, it's worth sacrificing their lives.
At this time, Yu Manqing was heard shouting in fear: "No! Wrong!"
What's wrong? What's wrong? The pseudo-emperor was stunned for a moment, focused his eyes, and finally saw the situation in front of him.
It was indeed a volley of thousands of arrows, but what was hit was not the Black Iron Guards, but the Forbidden Army! The Forbidden Army he brought out!
The Imperial Guards were unprepared and deliberately separated themselves from the Black Iron Guards. They fell to pieces under repeated crossbow strikes.
The general who gave the order went crazy. He turned his head suddenly, stared at these gray-armored sergeants, and yelled: "What are you doing?"
The front crossbowman glanced at him indifferently, raised his hand again, and with a constant clicking sound, the crossbow arrows were re-stringed!
At this point, how could they not know that something was wrong? The Forbidden Army general drew his sword and shouted: "Get them!"
Unfortunately, they couldn't even get close to those powerful crossbows. A group of sergeants had already rushed out of the forest and blocked them in front of the Eight Bull Crossbows.
The crossbows were fired again, and the Forbidden Army was harvested one after another.
They wanted to run away and fight back, but it was useless. The terrain of the Red Forest Valley was very suitable for an ambush. The powerful crossbow was located high up, and they were within range and had an unobstructed view.
As the crossbow arrows were fired one after another, corpses fell one after another, and the blood dyed the blanket of red leaves more vividly.
"Guard you! Guard you!" the general shouted loudly.
But there was no one around, and his shouts only made the scene more chaotic.
The ambush troops rushed over, and the few remaining guards around the pseudo-emperor were unable to stop them at all.
No more, the guards fell one by one until there was no one in front of the false emperor.
The pseudo-emperor's eyes turned dark, and he suddenly turned his head and pointed at the two people under the heavy protection of the Xuantie Guards.
They watched quietly and coldly, just like when he was falsely accused of killing Yu Chong, just like Xu Sixia poisoned him in his dream.
The false emperor couldn't breathe. The high fever made him dizzy, and he was even more confused at the moment. He could only reach out, hold his chest tightly, and make a "ho ho" sound.
No, he can't die! These two people are still alive, how can he die?
Not willing to give in, he is not willing to give in...
The false emperor opened his mouth, but could not utter a single word. He watched as the scenery in front of him gradually blurred, and he watched as Yu Manqing's panicked face gradually faded into nothingness.
…
The real battle goes quickly.
When the massacre was over, Feng Chuncao escorted the people back to life.
"Third Miss, you will be lucky enough to live up to your fate!"
Xu Yin nodded: "Well done."
The false emperor's body was placed on the ground, and she looked down at it with a calm and indifferent expression.
For two whole lives, this man has been her nightmare. The death of her father, the humiliation of her sister, and the poisonous attacks she suffered from time to time are all caused by him. Even if she lives another life, she will not be able to truly sleep until he dies. A peaceful sleep.
Now that he is finally dead, it turns out that he is no better-looking than those people after his death. He has the same hideous face and the same unwillingness to die in peace.
She didn't know how long she stood before someone put a cloak on her.
After Yan Ling finished handling the affairs over there, she came over at some point and said to her: "It's almost winter, so I don't know how to wear more clothes at night!"
Xu Yin smiled weakly at him and suddenly reached out to hug him.
Yan Ling was unprepared and felt a little panicked. He quietly looked around and found that the others moved away knowingly, and then he slowly reached out and hugged her back.
"It's okay, he's dead." He patted her gently a few times and whispered comforting words.
"Yes." Xu Yin lowered his head and let the tears roll down and seep into his clothes.
The false emperor is dead, King Duan is dead, and Gao Huan is dead.
The man who controlled their destiny in the previous life and caused my sister to suffer so much humiliation is dead.
She wanted to laugh, but she wanted to cry even more.
Sister, have you seen it? He is dead, and we no longer have to suffer in this life. The wicked will eventually be punished!
With tears in his eyes, Xu Yin seemed to see the graceful but desolate Concubine Xu in her previous life, smiling at herself with relief.