"You're dreaming!" Only now did Hua Ziyue come back to her senses and roared angrily, "You ungrateful thing, how dare you rebel!"
Song Jian smiled coldly: "Originally, this throne should belong to me, otherwise you, a woman and a child with a yellow mouth, what qualifications do you have to rule the Tianfeng Empire?"
Hua Ziyue said angrily: "Stop dreaming, this throne has nothing to do with you in the first place!
Even if you rebel today, do you think you can control the Tianfeng Empire? Those soldiers loyal to the royal family will not agree."
"Sure enough, it's a woman's opinion. The reason why I delayed taking action until now is to be completely sure!"
Song Jian's face showed a trace of ridicule, "That guy Gao Desheng is stubborn and has always chosen to support the royal family. I have already sent out to chase the barbarians.
Other people in the army who are loyal to you have also been sent out.
Those people you placed around me were all turned into my daughter's personal guards, and they were all killed in the battle just now.
It can be said that in Tianlang City today, these soldiers only care about me, Prince Anshun, Song Jian, and not any nonsense royal family?"
"You...you are so insidious!"
Hua Ziyue's face paled, but her wrists were still a little immature in comparison, and all the plans were broken so easily.
Zheng Sanbao said: "Song Jian, no matter what, when the army comes back for reinforcements, I still won't accept you as the usurper!"
"How is this possible, usurper of the throne? There is no usurper Song Jian in the Tianfeng Empire, only Prince Anshun who is both loyal and righteous!"
Song Jian looked proud, "This time the barbarians invaded our Tianfeng Empire and were extremely cunning. They first sent out a large army to harass us, and during the battle, they sent out assassins to assassinate the Queen Mother and the current emperor.
At the critical moment, I, Prince Anshun, stepped forward, repelled the barbarian invaders and killed the assassins, avenging the emperor and the queen mother.
Under such circumstances, do you think I am still a usurper? Everyone will support me, Song Jian, to inherit the throne!"
As he spoke, he waved his hand, and a corpse fell with a plop in front of everyone.
Regardless of his clothing or appearance, you can tell at a glance that he is a barbarian, and his level is not low.
Song Jian continued: "This man is a warrior of the barbarians, a first-class barbarian general Sakob. It was he who assassinated the emperor and the empress dowager, and then was beheaded by me.
How is it? Are you satisfied with the result I prepared for you? Hahahaha..."
Speaking of this, he seemed unable to suppress the pride and excitement in his heart, and couldn't help laughing.
Others turned pale after hearing this. Song Guo had indeed planned this for a long time and arranged everything perfectly.
If this was really implemented, no one would know that he was regicide and treason, but he became a great hero who saved the Tianfeng Empire, and his succession to the throne was in line with the general trend.
"Despicable, you villain, you are really despicable..."
Hua Ziyue was speechless at this moment and was trembling with anger.
"As the saying goes, there is no husband without poison. Since ancient times, which king has not died like a mountain of bones. How can there be any despicableness and morality at all?"
Song Jian's expression turned cold as he spoke, and he looked at the people behind Hua Ziyue with murderous intent.
"I will give you another chance. If you are willing to follow me, come here quickly, otherwise you will all die in ten breaths."
After saying that, he waved his hand again, and Zhao Lian, who was standing behind him, started timing.
"Ten...nine...eight...seven...six..."
At this moment, the entire campus was silent, but it invisibly put tremendous pressure on everyone on Hua Ziyue's side.
Although the royal family is composed of carefully selected guards, not everyone is not afraid of death. Moreover, the situation is already a doomed one and there is no hope at all.
A guard stood up, glanced at the little emperor and Hua Ziyue guiltily, and then walked towards Prince Anshun.
With a leader in charge, many people no longer hesitated and walked over one after another.
When Zhao Lian's timer ended, half of the guards around Hua Ziyue had left.
Although the remaining people did not choose to betray, they all looked stern and their eyes were full of despair. They were obviously determined to die.
Seeing this result, Song Jian laughed proudly again, and then looked sharply at Ye Bufan.
"Boy, seeing as you are a talented person, I will give you another chance.
If you are willing to follow me now, and my previous promise remains unchanged, I am willing to betroth my daughter to you. From now on, you will be a high-ranking official with a generous salary, a prosperous career, and a bright future!
If you still persist in your stubbornness, then today is the day you die!"
After he said this, Hua Ziyue immediately looked over nervously. Even his chosen personal guards had betrayed so many people. She didn't know what this young man would choose.
Moreover, the conditions offered by Song Jian are so tempting that no one would be able to resist this temptation.
Feng Tianxiang's eyes were full of jealousy. Why couldn't such a good thing happen to him?
Under the gaze of everyone, Ye Bufan smiled slightly: "Your Majesty, even if I didn't follow you, I would still be prosperous and have a bright future.
And you have tried to kill me many times, but I am not still alive and well!"
Seeing that he was rejected again, Song Jian's expression turned cold.
"Boy, please think carefully. This time is no different than before. Under my army, you have no room for resistance at all!"
Ye Bufan still looked indifferent: "Your Majesty, I think you should think about it carefully. Do you think this will guarantee victory?"
"What? Aren't you still giving up?"
Song Jian said confidently, "Let me tell you, you don't have any reinforcements in Tianfeng City.
Don't even expect your method of using poison. My soldiers are all a hundred steps away from you, and I won't give you the chance to use poison at all.
There are many masters around me, and I am fifty steps away from you, so I advise you to give up your illusions."
"Hahaha, no wonder you are so far away from me. I thought you were afraid of offending others because of your loud tone, but it turns out you were scared!"
Ye Bufan burst out laughing as he spoke, and then the others realized that it was this young man that Song Jian was most afraid of.
No wonder that at this time, he offered such generous terms to attract his surrender, and even his most beloved daughter was betrothed.
Song Jian's expression darkened, and cold murderous intent burst out from his eyes: "Boy, you are seeking death!"
"Looking for death?" Ye Bufan stopped laughing, "Song Jian, are you a little too confident? Do you think you can seal today's situation with these three thousand archers?"
"Is not it?"
Song Jian had a bad feeling in his heart, but he couldn't figure out what the problem was?
He has now sent all the people who supported Hua Ziyue and the little emperor outside the city, including Tianlang City Lord Zhai Tianfang.
Under this situation, he couldn't think of any other strength or confidence that the other party could have to make a comeback.
Even if Zheng Sanbao and Nalan Yujia are powerful, they can't fight against so many archers.
"Of course not, your little tricks are far from enough!"
When Ye Bufan said this, he suddenly let out a long roar, "Let's do it!"
