It was just because Yan Zhiwei's words were too miserable, and the death and injury scene he described was the same as what he and others went to investigate. With the addition of an imperial edict issued by Emperor Wen, the final word was finalized!
Li Xuan, the youngest son of King Xiang, is a foreigner, killed his father and deceived the king, and is a traitor to the country!
Seeing Yan Zhiwei's extremely panicked expression, Lu Ziyi immediately judged that what he said at the moment was the real fact!
This incident made Lu Ziyi feel a little dazed, her heart was ignited with flames, and it seemed that all the blood in her body was boiling!
He stepped forward and gently pinched Yan Zhiwei's chin, and said in a cold voice: "Colonel Yan, you are guilty of confusing right and wrong! Now because of you, tens of thousands of my Xiangjun Erlang died in the battle.
Do you...know your sin?"
Tears were streaming down Yan Zhiwei's face, and she nodded suddenly. She hugged Li Xuan's leg and screamed: "My dear prince, please spare your life! I have agreed to your request. After announcing the facts, can you keep me?"
It’s a dog’s life, but I still don’t want to die, little prince, you have to make the decision for me!”
Li Xuan's expression was indifferent. Looking at Yan Zhiwei lying prone at his feet, he felt extremely disgusted!
Lu Ziyi yelled loudly, raised her hand and slapped her face very loudly, and cursed angrily: "You damn Yan Zhiwei, you are still not a man. King Xiang saved your life before! You can really sit still and calmly
With General Zhen Guo, roll down the city tower, kneel on the ground, and shout the facts throughout the Xiangjun camp! If one less person knows, I will skin you alive and light a sky lantern!"
"Bang"
Lu Ziyi's kick was extremely strong and kicked Yan Zhiwei and his two guards away from the majestic tower. They knelt on the ground one by one, their eyes showing an extreme desire to survive. Their knees quickly rubbed against the snow in the city.
He just shouted mechanically and repeatedly:
"I am the criminal in Xiangjing, and I, Yan Zhiwei, am the national thief! The young prince is innocent, and it was the Tang dialect of Nanyue who killed King Xiang! The one who slandered the young prince and King Xiang was Li Wen, Emperor Wen of the Jin Dynasty
Son!"
Their voices have already become hoarse, except
Except for Yan Zhiwei, the throats of the other two guards had already been swollen. This extreme fear of death made them faint! Then countless Xiangjun halberds stabbed their bodies into rags
!
Yan Zhiwei didn't dare to stop when he saw the two of them dead. He held on to his remaining clear consciousness and shouted again. At the moment, Yan Zhiwei's only purpose was to live! He
He no longer cared about the blood blisters on his knees, he was just looking for a chance to survive!
Then, Yan Zhiwei's words were like an unprecedented hurricane, sweeping through the entire Zhennanguan Army in an instant!
As Yan Zhiwei continued to move forward, more and more Xiangjun cavalry understood the truth. With tears in their eyes, they were almost suffocating, and they felt as if a sledgehammer was hitting their chests heavily.
! Thinking of the insulting flags in the South Vietnamese army, they wanted to knock out Yan Zhiwei’s teeth with their bare hands!
Then the eyes of the 200,000 soldiers were filled with overwhelming anger, and they stared at Yan Zhiwei in the field. If eyes could kill, Yan Zhiwei would have died thousands of times!
Yan Zhiwei's knees were dragging on the ground, leaving a deep scarlet bloodstain. His throat was almost unable to make any sound, and the words in his mouth were inaudible. In the end, there was just a creepy "ho ho ho"
"The sound came out. In the constant repetition of the sound, his throat had broken...
"Bah, you conscienceless bitch!"
"Yan Zhiwei, I feel like Ling Chi won't be able to forgive him even if he kills you!"
"You are no better than a pig or a dog, you are so heartless!"
A full hour passed, and Yan Zhiwei's face was already covered with several thick layers of saliva, and it was finally coming to an end.
At this moment, he looked up and saw Lu Ziyi slowly walking over, with a strong joyful look on his face. He suppressed his hoarse throat and begged for mercy: "General Lu, please spare me..."
Before she finished speaking, the cold-gleaming iron gun in Lu Ziyi's hand pierced Yan Zhiwei's chest. There was a strong disgust in Lu Ziyi's eyes. He didn't even want to see Yan Zhiwei's fallen body.
"Well done!"
The Xiang army suddenly roared, and they all looked excited.
Make a fist hard!
It turns out that our young prince is not a so-called alien at all! Prince Xiang Li Zhu was not harmed by Li Xuan at all!
As soon as they thought of this, everyone suddenly raised their heads and looked at the handsome figure standing next to the bronze statue of King Xiang on the tower, their eyes red.
Lu Ziyi put the spear in her hand on the ground, lowered her head and half-knocked it down, and shouted excitedly:
"Lu Ziyi, the criminal general of Xiangjing, once again invites the young prince to lead me, the great Xiang, to retreat from the enemy!"
In just one month, Xiangjun's faces were exposed because of the rumors fabricated by Yan Zhiwei. Now that they learned the truth, their eyes were filled with excitement and their mouths were dry!
His figure slowly overlapped with the powerful King Xiang in his memory!
"Wait, woe, woe!" There was a neat voice of kneeling, and the iron armor on the body buzzed and trembled. Reflecting the afterglow of the setting sun, the 200,000 Xiang troops in the pass suddenly knelt down on one knee. They had been baptized by the fire of war.
Hot tears rolled down his face, dripping into the snow with a hint of steam.
At this moment, he shouted neatly:
"Please, the young prince, strengthen my eldest son! Kill Tang Fangyan!"
The loud voice seemed to be roaring to shake the mountains and rivers, echoing continuously in the south gate of the town. Even the snow on the balcony was shaken and fell down one after another.
The eyes of each of them were filled with excitement! The entire Xiangjun army regained its fighting spirit at this moment!
Their thunderous words hit Li Xuan's heart violently. Looking at the Xiangjun who had regained his fighting spirit in front of him, he suppressed the tears that were about to burst out, picked up the Xiangjun battle flag, raised his voice in the air, and said: "
Men of the Xiang Army, follow me out of the city at midnight tomorrow to defeat the enemy! Pick Tang Fangyan's head!"
"I obey the king's orders!"
Li Xuan looked at the dark heads in front of him. Everyone looked at him with a look full of hope. He breathed out slowly and gently touched the bronze statue of King Xiang beside him, with endless generosity in his heart: Father...