Sun Bangyuan's expression changed drastically, and he angrily asked, "Where is Prefect Liu?"
"Prefect Liu has disappeared without a trace!"
"How could this be!" Sun Bangyuan exclaimed angrily. "Zhang Zhu, quickly muster your troops to meet the enemy!"
"yes!"
Duan Changning asked, "General Sun, what about these people?"
"Arrest him and take him to the city wall. I want to see which traitor he is!"
"yes!"
At this moment, the snow fell even heavier.
Chen Ziqing went up to the city wall, and the soldiers around him saluted him, which he returned.
Then he took out the Thousand-Mile View and looked into the distance.
It's the Stars and Banners!
Are they regular troops?
Chen Ziqing's heart tightened. It was a regular army. Could it be that Tang Ke's army had detoured back to Chang'an?
Impossible. If it were Tang Ke's army, there would be no news at all.
The next moment, a figure appeared in Chen Ziqing's field of vision.
He froze on the spot: That was His Majesty the Holy Martial Emperor…
The Thousand Miles View fell from his hand onto the snow, and the people around him quickly helped him pick it up, thinking that it was too cold for him to even lift the Thousand Miles View.
Unexpectedly, he staggered back several steps, completely frozen in place.
"Commander Chen, the enemy is approaching! Quickly order the archers to prepare!" the adjutant beside him said anxiously.
However, Chen Ziqing was already pale, unable to move or speak.
"Commander Chen! Quick! Someone come here immediately, let Commander Chen rest!"
The adjutant immediately shouted, "Archers, prepare!"
In an instant, a hundred archers on the city wall nocked their arrows.
Zhao Huan showed no sign of stopping; he continued forward.
At this moment, the soldiers on the city wall could clearly see that this was a regular army.
The bright red star flag, as if dyed with the blood of martyrs, fluttered in the falling snow, undaunted by the bitter cold.
Seeing that Zhao Huan still showed no sign of stopping, Yue Yun quickly ordered his men, "Protect His Majesty!"
Immediately, a platoon of elite imperial guards moved forward to reinforce the defensive line ahead.
"That's..." a soldier shouted in shock, "The Imperial Guard! That's His Majesty the Holy Martial Emperor!"
"It really is His Majesty the Holy Martial Emperor!"
Some soldiers suddenly broke down in tears, their eyes instantly turning red: "His Majesty is alive! His Majesty is alive!"
All the officers on the city wall were stunned. Wasn't that the emperor who had left Chang'an City half a year ago?
"Quick! Quick! Open the door and welcome the saint!"
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