I don't know who shouted the last sentence, and the whole team fell silent in an instant.
"Warriors of Yanbei!" Yan Xun sat on his horse, looking sternly at the countless pairs of raised hands below. His eyes slowly narrowed, and he said in a firm and deep voice, "My father has been wronged for eight years. Yanbei has withered and been trampled by evil people. The glory of Yanbei warriors has also been destroyed by the corrupt imperial capital! We are all loyal subjects of the empire. We guard the border and fight against the northern barbarians. Fight to protect the peace of the empire's interior. But over time, prosperity and extravagance blinded the eyes of the empire's elders and emperors! They forgot who died on the frontiers, using their blood and bones to build the steel Great Wall to defend their country! They forgot who braved the wind and snow to fight the Quanrong people outside the pass! They forgot who saved the country from danger again and again when the empire was in danger! "
"It's us!" the soldiers shouted in unison, "It's us Yanbei!"
"Yes! It's us!" The wind whistled and blew up Yan Xun's fluttering clothes. The young man tore off his bright red clothes, revealing the ink-black battle robe underneath. On the clothes, there was an embroidered golden war eagle. That was Yanbei's battle flag, the golden iron eagle flag!
Yan Xun said sternly: "The Lord is incompetent and cannot distinguish between loyalty and treachery! We can fight for the people and the people, but we will not be the running dogs of ungrateful people!"
"Don't be a running dog!"
Everyone shouted in unison: "Don't be a running dog!"
Yan Xun drew the long sword from his waist. The strong wind blew up his dark battle robe. The golden eagle fluttered in the sky, as if it would flap its wings at any time!
The young prince who had been trapped for eight years roared like a lion, "Warriors! Follow me! Fight out of the imperial capital and return to Yanbei. We have no choice but to mutiny. Today, my Yanbei lineage will become independent!"
"Fight out of the imperial capital! Return to Yanbei!"
The exciting roar pierced the sky. At the same time, a series of huge fireworks exploded in the sky, and the sky was full of fire trees and prosperous smoke!
At this moment, in Yingge Courtyard, Chu Qiao was standing in the dark night in a black robe, and behind her, followed a group of people wearing the same clothes. A snow-white eagle flew across the night sky and landed on her shoulder. She opened the letter, frowned, then relaxed her brows. Finally, she let out a long sigh and said in a deep voice, "Go, use the heart of the corrupt ruler to sacrifice to our new regime!"
A whistling sound suddenly sounded, and a moment later, there was no one in the courtyard except Chu Qiao. "Your Highness!" The female official, wearing an elaborate court dress with a fine blue phoenix totem on the sleeves and a high bun, ran to the main gate of the inner palace with a panicked look on her face, grabbed the girl's arm, and said in panic, "The ceremony is about to begin, why are you still here? Lord He, Lord Song, and Lord Lu from the Ministry of Rites are waiting for you in the princess's mansion, and several imperial edicts are still kneeling in the Lily Hall!"
"Aunt Miao," the girl in the bright red wedding dress grabbed the female official's hand in panic, "What should we do? It's already past the time, and he still hasn't come back. Will something happen?"
The female official was in her early twenties, but she looked very mature. She put her arm around Zhao Chun'er's shoulders to comfort her, and said softly, "The people outside the palace are celebrating now, so it's inevitable that there will be a crowd. It's possible that we'll be delayed for a while, so you don't have to worry."
Zhao Chun'er bit her lower lip, but the worry in her heart could not be wiped away. She convinced herself to listen to the maid's words, not to think too much, and followed the maid to the harem.
In the darkness, the female official's brows slowly frowned. All royal rituals had their fixed times. How could ordinary people dare to stop the royal carriage? There must have been something wrong that they didn't know about.
At this moment, the sound of a galloping horse suddenly came through the palace gate. Zhao Chun'er immediately turned around and saw a soldier running into the palace gate in a panic, his horse's hooves were hurried, but he was stopped by the guards at the palace gate.
"I have something important to report to the Emperor. Let me in!"
The guards stood still as if a mountain, stopped in front of the soldier, and said in a low voice: "Please show us your Majesty's order or token."
The soldier was sweating profusely and shouted angrily: "This is a serious matter. If you delay, you won't be able to afford ten heads!"
"What's the matter?" Zhao Chun'er frowned, turned around and walked forward.
"Princess?" The soldier recognized Zhao Chun'er's identity after only one look at her clothes. He was immediately startled and quickly stepped forward, whispering in Zhao Chun'er's ear, "Princess, something bad has happened! Yan Xun, the prince of Yanbei, has raised the banner of rebellion in the south of the city and is coming with the troops of the Southwest Town Envoy!"
Bang! The hand warmer in Princess Chun's hand suddenly fell to the ground. The young proud girl's face turned pale, her lips turned purple, and she was so shocked that she couldn't speak.
"Their people have controlled the roads leading to the Council of Elders and the Imperial Capital's prefectural government. The elders and generals are still in the palace. Your Highness, you must report this matter as soon as possible and make a decision early! Your Highness? Princess?"
"Oh, you're right." Princess Chun came back to her senses, nodded stiffly, and the look of fear slowly faded away. She said calmly, "Come with me."
The soldier was delighted and wanted to follow Princess Chun in.
The guard at the palace gate frowned, walked up boldly and said in a deep voice: "Your Highness, this is against the rules."
"What rules?" The female official frowned and said angrily, "Does Her Royal Highness need your approval to bring someone with her? Whose subordinate are you to be so bold!"
"Aunt Miao, stop talking." Zhao Chun'er's face was pale. She turned and walked towards the Fanggui Hall in the inner palace. The wedding ceremony tonight would be held there. At this moment, all the officials in the court had arrived.
Several people followed her and filed through the palace gate. The guard at the gate frowned and exchanged glances with the other guards. A cold wind blew across the eaves of the door.
Passing Chunhua Pavilion, Ziwei Corridor and Sage Gate, you will reach the Imperial Garden. At this time, the sky was pitch black, lanterns flickered everywhere, and there was dead silence. Zhao Chun'er suddenly stopped, her face was frighteningly pale, she turned around and waved to the soldier, "Come here, I have something to ask you."
The soldier hurried forward, bent over, and bowed his head respectfully.
Zhao Chun'er walked forward and was almost sticking to the soldier. The female official behind frowned when she saw this and was about to speak when suddenly a scream of "Ah" was heard. The soldier suddenly jumped up and kicked the princess hard in the abdomen. The girl fell to the ground with a tumble, and her gorgeous robe scraped against the corridor, tearing off a large piece.
The female official was shocked and shouted loudly: "There is a thorn..."
The voice stopped as soon as it came out, and the soldier was seen covered in blood, twitching and struggling on the spot. Zhao Chun'er got up from the ground in a panic, crawled forward like a clumsy puppy, raised the golden dagger in his hand, and stabbed it hard into the soldier's chest!
Blood splattered, drops of bright red, large streams of blood with a warm fishy smell drifted in the air, the girl's clothes and face were covered in blood, but she continued to swing the knife, the sound of the knife piercing into flesh echoed all around, it sounded chilling!
"Princess! Princess!" The female official was stunned. She climbed forward with tears in her eyes and hugged Zhao Chun'er's body. She held her hand tightly and kept shouting, "He's dead, he's dead."
With a snap, the dagger fell to the ground. The girl opened her eyes wide, sat down dejectedly, and her hands and feet were shaking uncontrollably.
"I killed someone, I killed someone..."
"Princess, what happened? Did this man offend you?"
"Aunt Miao!" Zhao Chun'er grabbed her hand, her eyes red, and said in a deep voice, "Leave the city immediately and go to the south to find Prince Yan. Tell him not to be impulsive, not to do stupid things, and not to destroy himself. He doesn't want to do it. I know. I understand everything. I won't force him. I will go and explain it to my father now."
"Princess, what did you say?"
"Go!" Zhao Chun'er was furious. She stood up and said, "Go find him right away and tell him what I said. Tell him that I will go to ask my father for permission now. I will not marry and I will not force him anymore."
"Princess……"
"Aunt Miao, I'm counting on you."
Big strings of tears fell from Zhao Chun'er's eyes. Her face was as pale as paper, her lips were blue and purple, and her eyes were bloodshot. The young princess bit her lower lip tightly, trying hard not to cry out. There was a large amount of blood on her neck. She grasped the female official's arm tightly with both hands, as if she wanted to dig her nails into the other's flesh.
After all, the female official was not very old. She was frightened and cried. She kept nodding her head and said, "Princess, don't worry. I will definitely find Prince Yan."
"Okay then," Zhao Chun'er wiped away her tears and nodded, "Then go quickly. It's very chaotic outside the palace now, so be careful."
"Well, don't worry Princess."
The two men exchanged a brief words, then turned around and parted ways, walking quickly in the north and south directions.
The cold wind blew up the dust and leaves on the ground. The female official hurriedly took a shortcut and jogged. However, just as she turned a rockery, a bright white blade light suddenly flashed past. The female official opened her eyes wide, and before she could see clearly who was coming, she fell in a pool of blood.
In the darkness, several men walked out slowly, led by the guard who was just in front of the city gate.
"Brother Yu, Princess Chun..."
"It doesn't matter, she won't tell anyone." The man said in a deep voice with a firm face, "Seal the north gate and go to the west gate to pick up the girl." In an inconspicuous residential building in the west city, a woman in white clothes stood in the courtyard, looking up at the blue flames in the sky with a cold face. After a long time, she said in a deep voice to her subordinates: "According to the original plan, within one hour, the four central camps of the Green Camp, the Cavalry, and the North and South Military Affairs will be completely paralyzed."
Xia Zhi, Xi Rui and others responded in a deep voice. Bian Cang stepped forward and said, "Miss, everything is peaceful in the palace. The two city gates in the northeast are under control. Miss Chu's plan was successful."
"Yes," Miss Yu nodded, "The fireworks plan begins now."
The moon was as cool as water, and its bright light was pouring down on the ground. That night, the entire Zhenhuang City was immersed in crazy joy and happiness. However, unnoticed wild beasts were slowly approaching, secretly extending their ferocious claws into the empire's soft spot.
An hour later, a group of men in black rode their horses into the west gate of the imperial city. The gatekeepers pretended not to see these people and did not make a sound.
"Zuoqiu, tell His Highness that everything is going well and proceed according to plan."
"Yes, young lady." After the loyal subordinate left the imperial city, Chu Qiao took off her black nightgown with blood spots, revealing the brocade clothes underneath, and walked quickly towards a sedan chair hidden in the flowers. The bearers lifted the sedan chair and strode forward without saying a word.