The palace gate was breached, and what we faced next was the magnificent palace and the elite fish and dragon guards.
The rebels and the Ichthyosaurs collided head-on.
Feather arrows, crossbows, trebuchets, trains... The Justice Cult used the momentum of siege to attack the army known as the strongest in the empire. Feather arrows penetrated the throat, trebuchets smashed the head to pieces, and the burning train rushed towards
Entering the crowd, bringing bursts of screams.
Humans are powerful creatures and can create powerful weapons. However, humans are so fragile and vulnerable to weapons.
However, this is not the most terrifying thing, the most terrifying thing is still human beings.
Lin Shaoyu wears black robes and black armor, and sits on a shiny black war horse. Of course, by now, the killing has been carried out, and he has been covered with too much blood, both from his enemies and from his own. The black cloak has a strange look in the sun.
Purple.
With his iron spear, he was invincible wherever he went. He led his elite men straight towards the main hall of the palace. Like a sharp spear, he broke through the dense crowd, with the big flag flying behind him and the word "righteousness" at the head.
Men and horses rushed into the golden palace, and fish, dragons, and guards rushed towards them.
Lin Chong fended off the enemy with his spear and said: "Chief, you go do your thing, I will stop them."
The horse's hooves stepped on the gold bricks, making a clicking sound, which sounded extremely heavy at the moment. With the sound of the horse's hooves, Lin Shaoyu rode into the golden palace, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone down, casting his shadow on the ground.
Stretch hard.
Emperor Ming sat on the dragon chair, raised his head, and stared at Lin Shaoyu. At the same time, Lin Shaoyu also looked at him, and their eyes collided in the air.
One is old and the other is young.
One is dying, the other seems to be reborn.
The main hall is so empty, but the trance can no longer accommodate the waves caused by the collision of eyes.
"The traitor is seeking death!"
Liu Aji cursed loudly, and his body was ejected like a sword from the string. When the whisk in his hand blew through the air, it made a sharp rustling sound, much like the sound of a sword brushing against the ice.
The main hall is very empty. There is a long distance from the Dragon Chair to the main entrance of the Golden Palace. However, Liu Aji's old and thin body is as strong as a white ape at this moment. If Bai Yuanfei were here, he would be shocked and stunned. This old eunuch's light body
In Kung Fu, you will never be weak.
You think he is a eunuch, but he is actually a warrior, a very strong warrior.
Liu Aji has excellent skills. He is one of the few masters in the Ouchi Palace and even in the entire empire. He is on the side of the emperor, but his kung fu comes from the world.
Showdowns in rivers and lakes and fighting on the battlefield are two different things. On the battlefield, the emphasis is on opening and closing, and using heavy weapons to smash the enemy's head. However, in the arena, the emphasis is on punching and fighting, and victory or defeat depends on a matter of inches.
Although they are different, they are basically the same in the end. They also pay attention to speed, strength and instantaneous reactions.
Lin Shaoyu was riding on a horse, waving the iron spear lightly. The spear forced Liu Aji not to get close, blocking him from his own spear.
The Seven-Stacked Spear of Breaking Waves belongs to the category of Huaqiang itself. It uses complicated marksmanship to lure the enemy deep and kill them with one move.
Liu Aji fought hard. He showed all his strength and even performed beyond his level. But he still couldn't break through Lin Shaoyu's gun range. At the same time, he had to do his best to avoid Lin Shaoyu's random shot.
Before deciding to take action, Liu Aji did not have no chance of winning. Based on the intelligence analysis he obtained, Lin Shaoyu had been in disarray for many days from the beginning of the battle to the present. The continuous high-intensity battle was a huge drain on anyone's physical strength.
Even if you can't defeat the opponent for a while, you can slowly extend the fighting time and you can always find an opportunity to kill him.
However, so far, Liu Aji has not noticed that Lin Shaoyu shows any signs of fatigue. He is like a burning coal, which will never be extinguished until it burns himself to ashes.
Breaking the waves, seven stacks of guns, seven stacks in one shot, with strength stacked on top of each other, hit Liu Aji like waves. Just in response to that sentence, each wave became more powerful than the other.
Liu Aji showed a coquettish move, retreating again and again until there was no way to retreat. Then he was not as promiscuous as Lin Shaoyu, and Lin Shaoyu shot him through the shoulder.
Emperor Ming sat on the dragon chair, high up, like a sleeping dragon, squinting his eyes and not knowing what he was thinking.
When Lin Shaoyu attacked and decided to kill Liu Aji, a spear suddenly arrived and forced Lin Shaoyu back.
Lin Shaoyu's eyes flashed with surprise. He raised his head and found that the gun was actually thrown from Emperor Ming's hand.
At this moment, Emperor Ming had already stood up, and the dragon robe on his body was showing its teeth and claws, as if he was about to break through the wall.
Looking at Lin Shaoyu, I can vaguely see the shadow of his father Lin Wentian. At that time, Lin Wentian was still young, and Emperor Ming was also a teenager. The two of them were dressed in bright clothes and angry with their horses, sometimes drinking and reveling, sometimes leading dogs to lead people, and trampled through the prosperity of Chang'an.
Of course, this is all in the past. The once young man from Chang'an is now an old man, and Lin Wentian was executed on the street by Emperor Ming's personal order.
Emperor Ming would naturally not feel regretful, but he would feel a little lonely after all because he no longer had anyone to talk to all night long.
Talents emerge from generation to generation, and the young men in Chang'an become old thieves with white hair. The old ones are always replaced by younger ones.
Lin Shaoyu immediately launched his spear, which was much better than Lin Wentian's back then. What made Emperor Ming sigh was that none of his sons could stand up and block Lin Shaoyu's spear.
It's always a bit sad.
Lin Shaoyu seemed to understand Emperor Ming's mood at this moment, picked up the gun on the ground, and handed it back to Emperor Ming. Emperor Ming caught it with his hand, crossed the Long Book Case, and stood on the golden and jade steps.
"Your Majesty!" Liu Aji lost his voice.
Emperor Ming shook his head, raised his spear, and pointed at Lin Shaoyu from a distance.
"You come!"
This is a battle between the new king and the old king. The winner's prize is an empire of ninety thousand miles, and a eunuch has no qualifications to intervene.
Lin Shaoyu maintained enough respect for Emperor Ming. He jumped up from his horse, rushed forward, and when he was close to Emperor Ming, he raised his spear fiercely and stabbed Emperor Ming.
Like a brave man trying to pierce the blazing sun.
Emperor Ming also jumped up, and the two spears met in the air, making a heavy collision, and then each retreated, like wild beasts thrown into the Colosseum, circling around each other, looking for the enemy's weaknesses.
Lin Shaoyu misjudged Emperor Ming.
This dying old man showed unimaginable physical strength and bravery, like a dying beast making its final roar to the sky.
Chang'an not only has Lin's guns, but also Li's guns.
Li Family Panlong Spear.
Time has passed so long that no one can remember what happened. The Li family was not born into a royal family, and their empire was conquered inch by inch.
The founding king of Dawu, known as the world's most powerful warrior, relied on an iron spear to conquer the mountains and rivers.
The marksmanship he used back then is what Emperor Ming is using now.
The Li Family Panlong Gun is also known as the Panlong Ba Da Gun.