Yang Fugong led someone to say anxiously to Li Yan: "Your Majesty, please go back to the palace and close the palace gate."

Li Changfu sneered: "It's too late."

This team of people is Li Changfu's confidant, although there are not many people, but they are the most loyal. They intentionally approached both sides of the palace gate. Now the battle is together. The two men immediately intercepted Yang Liyan's ceremonial guard and wanted to leave them all outside the palace.

The generals of the Shence Army urged the horse to move forward. The Qizhou officers who were about to surrender were picked up their swords and guns again and fought with them. Li Changfu took the lead in attacking Li Yan. The Qizhou army under him were divided into two places. They went to capture Li Yan's retreat. While turning back to the enemy Yang Fugong's troops, the two sides immediately started a melee.

On the top of the city, Yang Fugong shouted: "Quickly hide the king from returning to the palace. Quickly. Quickly."

Yang Fugong retreated quickly. Li Changfu chased after him. As soon as Li Yan retreated, he hurriedly wanted to cover the palace gate. But the palace gate was heavy and several tons of gate was not pushed quickly. Li Changfu led people to fight and talked about the palace gate.

The pursuers rushed in and fought with the Gong Wei army that was rushing towards him. Yang Fugong was closely guarding Duan Mingyu. Not far ahead was Li Changfu, who was covered by a large shield and spear. Li Changfu was full of spirit. He was no longer the honest look he usually looked reserved and Shaoyan in front of Li Yan.

"Li Changfu. Do you think that you can succeed with your conspiracies?" Li Yan was weakened to a coma just now. Now he just woke up and said with all his might.

"Why can't it?"

Li Changfu laughed: "Now that your situation is over. What else can you do?"

At present, the people who rushed to the palace were Li Changfu's people. So he spoke unscrupulously. Li Changfu said proudly and said word by word: "Heaven can live if he does evil. He can do evil. He can't live if he does evil. Li Yan. This is all your own fault."

He took a long breath and raised his arms and shouted, "Sons, rush in. Take Li Yan's gold, silver and treasures at will. Li Yan's concubines and palace maids. Whoever grabs them will be his will. Bounce them for me."

This shout was like a take of the most violent spring medicine. Li Yan and the concubines were as beautiful as flowers and jade. Everyone in the world knew that. For a moment, Li Changfu's subordinates were like a group of bulls in heat. They rushed forward with a scream. With the courage of the palace guards, they could not resist it.

Li Changfu also knew that killing Li Yan was the first task. Yang Fugong's subordinates rushed like crazy tigers outside. The pressure he was under was the greatest. When he saw that all Li Changfu's people rushed into the palace, he immediately retreated and guarded the palace gate.

Li Yan retreated all the way and hurriedly avoided the Forbidden Palace. The Forbidden Palace was already the residence of the concubines in the harem. Although this palace gate was also magnificent, the rivets were as big as the mouth of the bowl. However, the thickness of the door and the height of the palace wall were far from comparable to the palace gate of Xingcheng. The palace guards were willing to die and tried their best to stop it. Li Changfu used fame, wealth and wealth and women to inspire the tribe soldiers to fight to the death.

If Yang Fugong had not escaped, he should still be on the city tower. But no one would take care of him. Everyone knows that Li Yan is the foundation of the end of everything. He is alive. Those people will stick here. When he dies, all resistance forces will disappear immediately. Only by killing him can the problem be finally solved.

“Bang.”

“Bang.”

“Bang.”

Li Changfu found a giant tree from the palace building that had not yet been completely completed. He asked someone to hold it as a city bumper. He hit the palace gate one by one. Some cracks had appeared in the palace gate. Soon it was about to break into four or five.

"Bang.bang.bang."

"Bang.bang.bang.bang..."

This sound sounded like a wonderful music. But... the rhythm seemed a bit too fast. How could such a frequency and force be used? Li Changfu frowned. He was about to investigate the guard in front of him to adjust the rhythm of the door. Suddenly, he felt that the obviously faster-tempo bang was coming from left and right. The sound was getting louder and louder. It seemed that the ground was trembling.

Li Changfu looked back in surprise and saw dense crowds of people lined up in the tightest formation, rolling from left to right like a moving palace wall. It was closer and closer. You could already see their armored and fast swords like a forest. The leader was Yang Fugong's beloved general, Song Wentong...

"Tang Sword Formation..."

Li Changfu's pupils suddenly shrank like needles: "Aren't they still stationed in Luoyang? When was they hidden in the palace? As the leader of Qizhou, why didn't I know...?"

"Bang.Bang.Bang." The heart responded to the heavy footsteps. His face was as pale as paper...

Li Changfu shouted: "We will fight with them. Let's fight out!"

"Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!

What answered him was the calm and powerful sound of footsteps, and two rows of swords were brushed together. They approached. The Tang swords held up like a forest reflected the cold light of the torch, and were domineering.

Quickly from left to right

"Kill... Kill!" A soldier who was so happy that he was the first to be killed. He trembled with a trembling voice.

He screamed in despair, and he raised his bloody tassel gun and rushed over.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The approaching wall of people kept stabbing his tassel spear in the chest of a Tang Dao hand. The heavy and strong iron armor completely withstood the force of the gun. The man who was stabbed by him did not even stop for a moment. Five or six sharp Tang Dao slashed towards him on his head. Blood light appeared. The head was halves. The left and right swords slashed his arms from his shoulders. The battle situation reversed. Who is the main person? It is clear at a glance.

"Ah! Ah..."

A shrill scream was screaming. After only two, the person divided into four fell down. The knife hand lined up in dense formations and continued to move forward with a steady pace. When they put on the heavy armor and raised the long sword, their whole feelings seemed to be closed within the iron armor. Their hearts were as cruel and ruthless as their swords.

Blood rains were flying. The "meat grinder" was approaching. The anti-army squeezed into the middle was cut into mud layer by layer. Their struggle to resist also caused some casualties of Tang Daozhu. However, the casualties between the two were completely disproportionate.

An infantry sword formation that can compete with the cavalry's charge head-on. On the flat and wide square in the royal city, there are tall palace walls on both sides. They will be impacted without any consideration. Their lethality is fully exerted.

The massacre scene was unbearable to witness. Many palace maids, eunuchs, and even the palace guards who had not experienced enough battle formations were almost vomiting. However, after many trials and hardships, these Tang sword formation soldiers who had visited the battle, did not even blink.

Blood flies like fog, and flesh and blood are like an avalanche.
Chapter completed!