Fu Jingheng's sweaty horse jolted for a while, and then he deflected the rain of arrows that hit his face. Although he was calm, his face still changed color in the dangerous situation.
The horse raised its front hooves and neighed, and soon the poison attacked its brain. The sweat and blood that had followed him for more than ten years followed him through the final journey, and then fell to the ground and died.
Fu Jingheng jumped down and rolled on the ground for two weeks. He knelt on one knee and stabbed the ground with the tip of his sword to stabilize his body. He touched the horse's neck and died. His eyes were astringent. He remembered that the bloody horse followed him on the battlefield and killed him.
The enemy scene has arrived.
The hatred for Fu Chang couldn't help but become stronger. His son Chang Lin's left knee was injured during pregnancy, Wen Jin was kicked in the pregnant belly, Wen Jin's property was misappropriated, and he was bullied by Fu Chang in the cold palace when he was a child.
Taking it seriously, he said: "Sweat and blood, keep going."
Soon after speaking, Qingliu led the Jueying of the secret guard who had just been shot to the king's side, handed the Jueying to the king, "Your Majesty, use this horse."
Fu Jingheng mounted his horse again. He used the long sword in his hand to create a protective circle for the people around him. The flying arrows were knocked to the ground by the sword energy.
The people around him were crying and running around aimlessly.
Fu Jingheng hurriedly ordered the people: "Run in the opposite direction from where the arrows came, and tell the people on the street to hide in their houses. You guys help each other, go quickly!"
The common people had no backbone when they encountered the surprise attack. They fled in panic and screamed. Suddenly they heard the command of the majestic man on horseback and they had a backbone. They all obeyed his command involuntarily and ran in the opposite direction from where the arrow came.
While shouting: "There is a riot here! There are beasts killing people in the downtown area! Everyone hides in the inner room. Everyone on the street opens the door. We are all neighbors on Jingnan Avenue. We help each other and provide shelter to others!"
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When the people heard this, people living on the street opened the doors of their houses and asked people to take shelter. After encountering danger, the people helped each other and couldn't help but follow the instructions of the people on horseback. In a short time, everyone went there.
The arrow rain ran in the opposite direction.
Fu Jingheng stood steadily in the middle of the street, guarding his arrows, and became a target for the assassins in the dark.
One of the common people said, "Who is that man on the horse? The arrows were heading towards him. He didn't run for his own life. He stayed as a target and told the people to run away first! What a bloody hero! He wore a jade hairpin on his head.
Looks good, is he an official in the court?"
Fu Jingheng saw that the arrows were becoming more and more fierce, and he realized that Fu Chang was going to kill him. The image of being bullied by Fu Chang in the cold palace as a child kept flashing in his mind. He looked at several innocent people who had lost their lives on the roadside.
He was heartbroken. He realized that he and Fu Chang had to fight this battle. Even if the gate of Nanfan was opened, there was a risk that the Daying Cavalry would take advantage of the situation and they could not delay it any longer!
Qingliu and more than a dozen secret guards fought for half an hour. Because of eight windy days and nights, traveling thousands of miles, everyone's health was exhausted, and even Fu Jingheng was showing obvious signs of decline.
Fu Jingheng's breathing was rapid, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.
The poisonous arrows are still coming, aiming at his heart, neck, and head. Fu Chang is bullying him, Fu Chang is preying on his people. Fu Chang is spending his wife's money to prepare poison to assassinate him
, fury is growing.
Fu Jingheng looked at the situation and didn't want to fight, so he made a decision immediately, "Qingliu, let's withdraw. We won't go back to Beijing for the time being! We retreated to the neighboring city and went to the Winter Garden to rest. Contact Lao Mo and Zi Shu will talk about it later."
Qingliu said anxiously: "Sir, if you don't go back to the capital, tomorrow morning will be the Ramadan festival for the late emperor. If you don't go to court, or in the court, Fu Chang will definitely make a big fuss. If he can't go back today, I'm afraid it will be difficult to go back again!"
Fu Jingheng said calmly: "Let's retreat and make plans. We have no chance of winning today. If we keep the green hills, we won't be afraid of running out of firewood. We won't make unnecessary sacrifices if we have clear streams."
"Yes, Master. Let's retreat." Qingliu and other eleven people, only four are left at the moment, defending while protecting the Lord's retreat.
"Mother, woo woo, mother... I want my mother. Kind uncle, can you help me? My mother is missing..."
They had just retreated more than ten feet when they heard a little girl of four or five years old crying under the eaves. She was separated from her mother in the riot. The girl's name was Uncle Fu Jingheng.
In a safe place in the distance, there was a woman looking at the rain of arrows in panic and shouting: "Daughter, who can save my daughter! Please save my daughter, she is calling me under the eaves over there!"
She will be shot by a poisonous arrow. She is only five years old. It is her birthday today and I brought her here to buy new clothes."
Fu Jingheng had retreated to the end of the street and was about to escape. He heard the cry of the little girl and the helpless scream of the child's mother in front of the street. He pulled the reins. If he closed his eyes and left, he would
He would be out of danger, but his conscience was uneasy and he hesitated.
Qingliu said urgently: "Master, don't worry about her! You are the lord, and nothing can happen to your life! Let's leave quickly! Don't worry about the child's life or death!"
At this time, Fu Jingheng thought of his own child, the three-and-a-half-year-old Chang Lin, and Chang Yi in his infancy, as well as the medal that Wen Jin gave him as a competent emperor, and that Wen Jin once said with a smile that he was a good emperor.
I believe that an emperor who makes decisions for the people should not turn a blind eye and walk away indifferently when the common people are in danger. When he educates his children to be people-oriented in the future, he should not have this experience of turning a blind eye when the people are in trouble.
, he said in a deep voice: "Qingliu, cover me, let's save the child. Don't let the arrows hit her!"
"Master! It's too dangerous! That's just a stranger! You should protect yourself and the overall situation at the moment!"
"Save people." Fu said, "They are not strangers, they are common people. I am wearing soft armor, so it will be fine."
"Yes, Master." Qingliu expressed his sincere admiration for his lord. He could not disobey his lord's order, so he covered the emperor and reached the little girl with difficulty amid the arrows.
At that moment, a stray arrow was about to hit the little girl's face. Fu Jingheng rushed over and shot two poisonous arrows into his back. Fortunately, the soft armor protected his body, and the arrows did not penetrate the soft armor and damage the texture. He hurriedly used
The sword energy hit the poisonous arrow and knocked down the poisonous arrow in front of the child. In an instant, he took the girl in his arms and put her on the horse's back to protect her in his arms.
During the movement, Fu Jingheng felt a pain in his wrist, which was scratched by an arrow. Then with a bang, an arrow penetrated the skin on the side of his wrist and shot into the wall.
"Hiss..." The pain made him hiss, and then his arms gradually became weak. Fu Jingheng looked at the old woman, the secret guard and the horse who were shot to death by the poisonous arrow. He realized that the poison was not trivial. He was cruel and decisive.
, he hurriedly used his sword to cut off all the skin on his wrist injured by the poisonous arrow to prevent the poison from entering the body on a large scale. He looked at his arm and saw that the blood vessels had turned black and spread up his forearm.
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When the other party saw Fu Jingheng stopped, they stepped up their offensive. Poisonous arrows poured in like spring water. Someone shouted in a carnival manner: "Shoot him!"
Seeing that the situation was becoming more and more serious, the horses' hooves were beating loudly over there. When Fu Jingheng was in a desperate battle, a group of armored guards came. The leader was Shen Zishu, the admiral of water and land. He ordered the strong archers in full armor and said: "Bring the bandits in the dark."
Wipe out all species, leaving no one behind!"
Immediately, Fu Jingheng Qingliu and others were protected in a protective circle surrounded by iron shields.
"Brother, the rescue is late." Shen Zishu knelt down on one knee to Fu Jingheng.
"You came just in time, Zishu!" Fu said, "I knew you were always vigilant and would see the signal I sent."
"Brother, I know that you will definitely return to Beijing in the next few days and will be on standby at your house."
In an instant, the situation reversed. The crossbowmen brought by Shen Zishu kept shooting arrows into the dark place. Shen Zishu brought nearly a thousand people. The offensive there was obviously weakened and gradually died down. The remaining soldiers fled after being defeated. The remaining soldiers returned to Fu Chang.
He stepped forward and said, "Master, seeing that the little bastard is about to be shot to death by us, his rescuer Shen Zishu has arrived with the imperial crossbowmen!"
Fu Chang angrily trampled the soldiers under his feet: "I told you to shoot randomly and ignore the people. Why didn't you shoot him to death? Did you hit him?"
"It was shot! But he seems to be wearing armor and it didn't penetrate his body. I don't know if it hit other places!"
"What a waste!" Fu Chang was angry. How could that little bastard who his father didn't want to see sit on the throne? He couldn't bear it for a moment. He had to overthrow Fu Jingheng, no, Wen Jingheng! Kuang Fu Chaogang!
The riot was resolved in time after Zi Shu arrived.
Under the emperor's instructions, the imperial guards resettled the people properly and counted the casualties. Three people died, one baby and two old people. Seven secret guards and four horses were sacrificed.
The emperor, Qingliu, Zishu and all the soldiers present were silent. Their faces were very heavy. The conflict between the emperor and the king of Nanfan completely intensified.
Shen Zishu saw Fu Jingheng's lips turned white and asked, "Is my brother injured?"