In just one stick of incense, the corpses of the Shenwu Sect were everywhere, including those from the defending side and those from the attacking side, but among the people standing, only the attacking side with red ribbons on their arms remained.
These soldiers, who still had the smell of blood on their bodies, stepped aside to make way, and Li Yinhu, dressed in military uniform, quickly stood on the tower.
He stood on the roof of the Shenwumen Tower and looked at the dense and orderly buildings in the capital. He could faintly hear shouts of death in the distance, and his nose was filled with the smell of blood from nearby.
This was Li Yinhu's first time to personally participate in a war. The rivers of blood and corpses all around him not only did not make him feel scared, but instead stimulated him to become more and more excited.
Slapping his palm heavily on the stone railing, Li Yinhu turned to Zhou Xingjia, who was closely guarding him and said: "Mr. Zhou, the great achievements of the ages are right in front of you!"
"As long as we can break into the palace and kill Li Chen, then this country will be ours!"
Zhou Xingjia said softly: "Your Majesty, you will be able to do everything possible and wear a yellow robe."
Li Yinhu raised his hand and said gloomily: "Don't call me Prince again. I don't like hearing this title."
Zhou Xingjia was so blessed that he suddenly knelt down on the mountain and shouted: "Long live the Holy One!"
Hearing these four words, Li Yinhu was stunned for a moment, and then he just felt like a bucket of cold water was poured on his head in the summer, feeling refreshed from head to toe.
"Hahaha!"
Li Yinhu laughed wildly and said, "I love you!"
Zhou Xingjia stood up, saw Li Yinhu's face filled with arrogant pride, and whispered: "Your Majesty, until now, Zhao Xuanji has not come forward. He is still in his Zhao Mansion. Isn't this inappropriate?"
The smile on his face faded, and Li Yinhu snorted coldly and said: "I know what he is thinking. He just wants to push me to the front. He hides behind to see how the situation will turn out before making a decision. This old fox can't wait until the last moment."
You will put yourself at risk."
Zhou Xingjia frowned and said, "Wouldn't this be detrimental to the Holy One?"
Li Yinhu glanced at Zhou Xingjia gloomily and said, "Is there any other better way? I can't do anything without him, so I'll just be patient for now."
Li Yinhu said coldly: "I have sent my confidants out. As long as Zhao Xuanji can't help but come out and kill Li Chen, my enemies will be the first to kill him."
"Once Li Chen dies, Zhao Xuanji will lose the value of living."
Zhou Xingjia looked stunned.
Although he had followed Li Yinhu for many years, he never expected that Li Yinhu would become so ruthless in such a period of time.
But when he saw Li Yinhu's extremely cold eyes, he immediately understood that now was not the time for him to be stunned.
"The Holy One, the Holy One," Zhou Xingjia lowered his head and said.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Zhao Mansion.
"got windy."
Zhao Xuanji was sitting in the main hall, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand, listening to the faint shouts of killing outside, with a half-smile on his lips.
Fu Yuzhi was with him.
"Mr. Ge, there is news from Li Yinhu. They have successfully captured Chaoyang Gate, and Zhang Biwu has captured Zhengyang Gate and Taiping Gate. These three gates have been opened, and the two thousand elites outside the city can enter the city at any time.
In conjunction with the 4,000 soldiers and horses that have entered the capital in the early stage, we now have 6,000 elite soldiers and can advance towards the palace."
After listening to Fu Yuzhi's words, Zhao Xuanji did not react.
He lowered his head and took a sip of hot tea and said, "Is it that simple?"
The fluttering rhetorical question made Fu Yuzhi frown.
