Qingshan Sect and Qingyun Sect have been forced to the front of Dashang Imperial City, with no way to retreat.
Because if we retreat further, there will be the Imperial City behind us. If the people from Taixu Hall and Guiwuling enter the city, they may put the eldest prince Yan Zhenming on the throne in a short time.
Then someone said that if Yan Zhenming is given the throne, will he become the emperor?
That's basically it.
At this time, Yan Zhenming was stronger than Yan Ruyu and Yan Zhenyun, so he was able to stabilize the two of them, and he had the most courtiers who tended to Yan Zhenming. In addition, more than half of the other courtiers and sergeants were controlled by him.
Then Yan Zhenming only needs to enter the Jinluan Palace of the Dashang Palace and take out the edict. It can be said that he has successfully grown up after ascending to the throne.
Throughout the history of our country, most of the parties that have experienced usurping the throne have adopted this method of operation.
Control the military strength of the imperial city, control important ministers, and then enter the palace, and then find a high-sounding reason for himself. The rest is for him to shamelessly put his butt on the throne.
Of course, those who are dissatisfied must be killed. Those who really cannot be killed, or cannot be killed openly, then go to jail first and wait until the throne is secure.
Li Shimin and Zhu Yuanzhang almost followed this path.
Therefore, Qingshan and Qingyun Sect must now prevent Taixu Palace from entering the city. Otherwise, Yan Zhenming and Yan Ruyu can hold on for a while. If they come in, they will be defeated instantly.
This is the rhythm of the decisive battle on the top of the imperial city.
A drop of cold sweat flowed down the top of Xiang Que's head. If this continues, it will take no more than two sticks of incense at most, and they will definitely not be able to stop the attacks from these two parties.
Xiang Que started to babble: "Why hasn't that damn woman come over yet..."
Xiang Que was beating a drum in his heart. Logically speaking, Huang Zaozao had left for a long time, and he should have picked up the people from the Netherworld Cave Heaven. But they were about to retreat to the imperial city, and they hadn't yet.
Appear.
At this moment, from the other direction of Dashang, a group of people wearing Taoist robes came from the horizon, each holding a fly whisk to control their energy.
When the people in Taixu Palace and Guiwu Ridge saw this, their hearts sank. They thought some reinforcements were coming from Qingshan, and the advantage they had now would be wiped out.
The party that came had just received a message from the Tiandao Sect and Yan Zhenyun in the imperial city. They were a pair of Tiandao Sect disciples who had left the sect and rushed to Dashang.
Xiang Que felt a little relieved, and there was nothing surprising. After talking to Yan Zhenming, he knew that although he did not ask for it, the other party would definitely have to help. As for the extent of the help, it was hard to say, but they would definitely
I will put in some effort to show my attitude.
When the other party got a little closer, Chen Xiang saw clearly the Taoist robe on the person who was coming, and he relieved a lot of his worries. He whispered: "They are people from Tiandao Sect. Just treat them with a little caution. They are here."
These people cannot change the current situation..."
At the same time, in the dense forest not far from the fighting parties, Huang Zaozao stretched out his hand to block the attack, signaling the people behind him in the Netherworld Cave to stop moving.
"If you don't go now, when will you stay?" Mr. Zhan asked.
Huang Zaozao shook his head and said: "It's not the last moment yet. If we join in at this time, it will have a great effect, but the effect I want is still a little short of it. This is not the most critical moment."
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When Mr. Zhan heard this, he immediately understood what she meant. Huang Zaoyao felt that Qingshan and Qingyun had not been forced into danger yet, so Yan Ruyu could still hold on, while the people from Netherworld Mountain were about to go crazy.
If Kong was born, it would not be considered as taking action when the situation was dire and the results were about to be seen, and the meaning would be slightly less.
"We will intervene when they enter the city." Huang Zaozao squinted his eyes, and then said softly to Mr. Zhan: "Sir, I think we can better block them in the city, which is much more stable than fighting outside the city."
Huang Zaozao wanted the demons from Netherworld Mountain to settle in Dashang Imperial City. Her relationship with her comrade Yan Ruyu was not enough, so Huang Zaozao had to make the other party realize that she owed Huang Zaozao a lot.
Only kindness will do, then she has the nerve to open this mouth.
In addition to this, Huang Zaozao and Mr. Zhan also hold another card in their hands, which can impress Yan Huang and Yan Ruyu from other levels.
Before that, the crisis must be created enough.
"Huh?" Mr. Zhan looked at her puzzled.
"That's okay, you and I go to the city first..."
Huang confessed early, and then she and Mr. Zhan disappeared and headed towards the imperial city. Before entering the city, she sent a message to Xiang Que.
"You have to hold on for half an hour. When half an hour is over, you immediately retreat and retreat into the imperial city. We, the people of Netherworld Mountain, are here to help you."
Yan Ruyu's message reached Xiang Que's ears, and he quickly realized the other party's plan, which was to beat the dogs behind closed doors in the city.
"OK!"
Xiang Que also breathed a sigh of relief in an instant, and immediately explained to Nan Sijin, Guan Shan and others: "There is no need to hold them to death, our role is to stop them for half an hour, there is no need to fight to the end, just hold on for this time."
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After everyone heard this, even though they didn't know what Xiang Que's plan was, their spirits relaxed a lot. The Qingshan Sword Formation planted by Qingshan and Qingyun disciples was enough to survive for half an hour.
At this time, the situation in the city was also developing in a direction favorable to Yan Zhenming's side. In the outer area of the inner palace, the imperial army and the city guards pushed out all the troops of the fifth prince and the eldest princess. After all, they were preparing equipment.
In terms of strength, the imperial guards have always been the most elite military force in the imperial city.
Yan Zhenming was riding on a tall horse, holding a long sword in his hand, wearing strong clothes, and his face was serious. His eyes scanned the surroundings from time to time. Behind him, except for the people on his side, were the people before him.
Some of the courtiers who were impressed by means of force, pressure, or seduction were used, and their group was slowly marching towards the palace.
The imperial palace is right in front of Yan Zhenming, only about a hundred meters away. Inside the palace is the Golden Palace, and the throne that he longs for day and night.
Yan Ruyu led a group of sergeants and rushed over quickly, stopping not far from Yan Zhenming.
The two looked at each other with sparks in their eyes, but there was no trace of emotion that should exist between half-brothers and sisters.
Yan Zhenming said softly: "My imperial sister, let go, you and I have no chance of winning..."