"Pang Rang!"
Aiyin broke through the window with Chen Xing in her arms, rolled on the ground a few times, and stood up.
At this time, the outside of the King's Hall on the second floor of the palace was crowded with reformers. They immediately recognized the identity of the supreme commander and crowded over.
"We are on our fifth attack!"
Chen Xing looked around and found a suitable location - a wall lamp. He teleported over and climbed on it to observe the situation at the entrance of the hall.
The hall has double arches, which can accommodate five to six people to pass through. Hundreds of modified people are guarding the door, constantly squeezing in.
Suddenly there was a flash of cold light, and several bodies flew out from the door, along with a large number of broken parts, smashing everywhere like hail.
In order to observe the situation inside, Chen Xing changed his position facing the door.
Looking inside, in the middle of the main hall, six nobles in gorgeous clothes stood side by side. They were four men and two women. They held swords very gracefully. One hand was behind their back, and the other hand held the hilt of the sword forward. Hand it out, pointing the sword towards the door.
Outside the gate, two lord-level cyborgs summoned their royal spirits, a mechanical spider and a sturdy mechanical puppet.
The mechanical spider danced its legs, quickly climbed up to the ceiling, turned its body upside down, and quickly climbed into the hall. The mechanical puppet was three to four meters tall, like a flexible Valkyrie mecha. It jumped up in the crowd, grabbed the door frame with both hands, kicked off its legs, and flew towards the six people in the hall.
The two Yulings took the lead, and the reformers behind them pushed in one after another.
Facing the fierce offensive, the six people looked indifferent, and at the same time held out their sharp swords and stabbed forward.
The moment they drew their swords, there was a bright light behind them, and six giant swords appeared out of the sky, stabbing at the mechanical spiders on the ceiling, the mechanical puppets flying towards them, and the large number of modified people who rushed in.
A lot of things happened at this moment. Two giant swords stabbed at the mechanical spider. The latter immediately let go of the ceiling and faced it with eight long and sharp legs.
But he saw the giant sword starting to flip from the hilt, causing the sword body to rotate. A burst of sparks flashed, and all eight legs of the puppet spider were broken, and the round body fell heavily to the ground.
On the other side, two giant swords stabbed like mechanical puppets rushing towards them. There was only a snap sound, and the puppet's neck was pierced by a sword. The huge head flew back, and another giant sword pierced the puppet's chest, and electric sparks crackled.
The remaining two giant swords were like chopping melons and vegetables, cutting the incoming cyborgs into parts.
After defusing the attack, the six men returned to their original positions, standing gracefully with their swords pointed at the door, as if sending an invitation to the attackers outside, inviting them to come in and die.
The six sword-wielding masters joined forces with each other and cooperated seamlessly. It would take an unknown amount of troops to attack.
The war outside was urgent and there was no room for Chen Xing to hesitate. He immediately ordered, "Make space!"
The reformers crowded outside the door immediately backed up and made way for the passage.
Chen Xing walked to the door, pointed at the six figures in the middle of the hall, and announced loudly, "Seeing that you are talents, I will give you a chance to surrender!"
"Put down your weapons, surrender, and keep your family and status!"
"You're dreaming!" A female noble shouted sternly, and immediately thrust out a sword.
The white light was dazzling, and the giant sword struck directly. Chen Xing's scalp stung slightly and he immediately teleported to the back.
The giant sword thrust out of the gate, and was finally blocked by the psychic shield deployed by dozens of modified people. The slender mechanical arm grasped the hilt of the sword and slowly retracted it.
"If you're stubborn, go to hell!"
Chen Xing gritted his teeth and at the same time concentrated his energy to transport spiritual energy to the tactical satellite in the universe.
A layer of blue light appeared on the flywheel, gradually becoming crystal clear.
The spiritual sea surged, and a rune slowly rose, blooming with golden light.
"Flywheel outside the sky, nine quartets!"
After a few seconds of silence, a huge scream came from the sky. The sound was so loud and sharp that it almost pierced the eardrums.
The two streams of light moved forward alternately and swirled down. The soldiers passing by squatted down and covered their ears, tortured by the sharp sound of breaking through the sky.
In two breaths, the stream of light shattered the window and flew into the castle, flying towards the main hall.
"careful!"
The six sword-wielding musicians concentrated their energy at the same time, and the high-speed rotating flywheel arrived in an instant. Two giant swords appeared out of the sky, their blades piercing the flywheel.
"clang!"
Roaring sparks spurted out, and the flywheel bounced to the side, but the power of rotation was not reduced at all. On the wall of the hall,
Bright sparks were sparked and shot towards the six people in the middle.
When the six people saw this, their expressions changed drastically. Two of them used their swords to hit the flywheel, but the flywheel was like a pinball, carrying the power of rotation and quickly bounced back with the help of the wall.
In the next half second, the hall was filled with tinkling sounds, and the spraying sparks were like stars in fireworks, spraying like rain.
In the closed space, the extraterrestrial flywheel with the ninetet attached was like the pinballs in a pinball machine, jumping up and down and bouncing back and forth. It was extremely difficult to deal with and kept the six sword-wielding musicians busy for a long time.
Chen Xing listened carefully, and the sound of beatings in the hall gradually became quieter, and finally became quiet.
"Gla, Gra, Gra..."
The small sound of clockwork came from the hall, and Chen Xing's mouth curled up with a trace of evil.
"They are winding up, rush in and kill them all!"
Although the other party blocked the outer flywheel, it also exhausted the clockwork of the music box. If you want to continue driving the sword puppet, you have to stop and wind it up.
Taking advantage of this gap, the reformers outside swarmed in and killed the six sword-wielding musicians on the spot. Without the sword puppets, they are just a bunch of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
"The entrance to the inner sanctum is right behind the throne!"
The reformers who occupied the main hall quickly discovered the passage to the inner hall and rushed in immediately!
"Act quickly and capture the Lord of Tianqin alive!"
At the same time, in the inner hall of Tianqin Palace, the door was closed and the lights were dim.
Shu Muhongde led four sword-wielding musicians to guard the door. Behind him were the children of the Shu Mu family, relatives of the king, and several important officials of the principality.
Except for Shu Mu Bingchen and Shu Mu Xianglan who are leading the army outside, the most powerful people in the entire Tianqin Principality are here.
"Dong dong dong!"
In the deathly silence, a heavy knock on the door suddenly sounded, and everyone showed expressions of shock and fear.
The knock on the door was rough and impatient. If it were one of his own, he would definitely not be so rude. The only possibility is that the outside has been lost.
"The Lord..."
Everyone looked at Shu Muhongde with gloomy expressions.
Shu Muhongde looked at the closed door, slowly raised his head and closed his eyes. He had imagined the day when the Shumu royal family would fail, but he did not expect that this day would come so quickly.
"Father, what should we do next?" The eldest prince Shu Muhengyuan stepped forward and asked. What should be faced should always be faced.
He still remembered what the prime minister said at dinner, that as long as they were willing to surrender, they would retain the rights of the Shumu royal family. This is just a civil war in the palace, there is no need to fight to the death.
Shu Muhongde turned around, his eyes narrowed slightly, with a cold glow.
"What do you want to say?" he asked his eldest son.
Due to his father's long-term majesty and oppression, Shu Muhengyuan was speechless and did not dare to express his thoughts.
At this moment, the arc in front jumped, and a figure appeared in front of everyone.
The person who came had a peaceful expression, but he carried a commanding power that dominated the world. This person is the leader of this attack, the Prime Minister of Ice Blue City, Chen Xing!
Chen Xing looked around, and finally his eyes fell on Shu Muhongde's face, and said solemnly, "I will say it one last time, surrender!"
"I will retain the rights of the Shumu royal family!"
"Go ahead and dream!" Shu Muhongde shouted loudly, "Even if Tian Qin is overthrown and the country is overthrown, I will never sell myself out for glory, take refuge in a temptress, or be manipulated by a treacherous minister like you!"
"Traitor, suffer death!"
Shu Muhongde took action boldly and stabbed Chen Xing with his sword. The crack in the space behind him opened, and a cold light pierced out from the sky.
Chen Xing's body swayed and disappeared on the spot, leaving only one sentence that echoed in the empty dome of the inner hall.
"Give you a minute to think about it..."
"When the door is broken, kill without mercy!"
A huge crash sounded immediately, as if the entire inner hall was shaking.
"Father, our situation is over, surrender!"
At a critical moment, Shu Muhongde finally overcame his fear of his father and spoke loudly.
"What did you say?"
Shu Muhongde slowly turned his head and looked at his eldest son with very strange eyes.
Shu Mu Hengyuan seemed to be stung by the gaze, and lowered his head involuntarily, but he was still persuading, "They will attack right away. With just a few of us, there is no way we can win."
"Keep the green hills here and you won't have to worry about them."
Just burn firewood. "
"Even if we go to that side, we are still the subjects of the Red Kingdom!"
"Trash!" Shu Muhongde looked ferocious, like a furious lion, and slapped his eldest son in the face.
Shu Muhengyuan was slapped to the ground, with his mouth cracked and blood flowing out.
"I don't have a good-for-nothing son like you!" Shu Muhongde roared and kicked his eldest son away.
Then he raised his sword, faced the door, and his voice gradually calmed down, "We, the Shumu clan, have been favored by the emperor for generations, and will never do anything like betraying others for glory, coveting life and fearing death..."
"Today's battle will show my true nature as Tian Qin!"
"Tianqin musician, come with me to the battle!"
"Yes!" The four sword-wielding musicians responded in unison, but their eyes were a little wandering, and they looked at the eldest prince who was lying on the ground intentionally or unintentionally.
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
There was a heavy impact, dust slid down like thin lines, and the heavy cast iron door deformed little by little with the impact.
Shu Muhengyuan covered his swollen face and looked at the once tall figure with a trace of cruelty in his eyes.
"Sacrificing oneself for one's country will lead to a lasting legacy..."
Shu Muhongde raised his sword high, but before he could finish his heroic words, a sword light stabbed him from behind.
"puff!"
The sharp sword edge came out of his chest, and blood spurted out several meters high. Shu Muhongde turned his head with difficulty, widened his eyes, and looked at his eldest son in disbelief.
"you you……"
Blood gushed out from his mouth, his heart was pierced, and Shu Muhongde's eyes gradually lost their vitality and became dull.
Everyone present watched silently, no one showed shock or sadness, as if it was all natural.
Only Shu Muhongde's youngest daughter, Shu Muxiangling, looked sad and shed tears.
The eldest princess Shu Mu Xianglian hugged her younger sister's shoulders, her eyes a little hollow. Just like a dream, only half an hour passed from heaven to hell.
"Father, please rest in peace."
"Leave Tianqin's future to me..."
Shu Mu Hengyuan put down his father's body, walked to the door, unlocked it, then stepped back a few steps, placed his sword on the ground, and knelt down on one knee.
"The Shumu royal family, please surrender to the Prime Minister!"
Everyone behind him also knelt down.
The door opened slowly, and Chen Xing walked in with a high head, followed by Cyborg Ai Yin and a large number of Cyborg warriors.
Chen Xing glanced at the body lying in a pool of blood, looked at Shu Muhengyuan, and asked calmly, "Who is in charge now?"
Shu Mu Hengyuan raised his head and said, "The king of the country has passed away, and the eldest son will act as king."
"Okay." Chen Xing nodded, "Go out now and let the people outside stop."
"Yes!" Shu Muhengyuan nodded in response, then stood up and walked outside.
Chen Xing looked around and his eyes fell on Shu Mu Xianglian. The latter suddenly turned pale and his whole body was trembling slightly.
His eyes wandered over the curvy figure, and finally landed on the childish face of the girl.
"Ai Yin!" Chen Xing turned around, "Watch these two, don't let them escape."
"yes!"
Aiyin immediately rushed forward with a group of reformers and imprisoned Princess Tianqin and the little princess.
Ten minutes later, the Tianqin Principality formally surrendered, and the troops of the wealthy family evacuated the palace at the request of the Dai Kingdom Leader.
In this way, Chen Xing successfully captured Tianqin Fort.
The reformers and two guards who occupied the palace immediately settled the wounded and cleared the battlefield.
A moment later, on the third floor of Tianqin Palace, Chen Xing put his hands behind his back and looked up at the towering organ.
"Master Prime Minister, the person you want has arrived."
Behind him, Aiyin escorted Princess Tianqin to the scene.
Chen Xing turned around, looked at Shu Mu Xianglian with a half-smile, and then made a gesture of invitation, "Come on, Your Highness the Princess."
"Play me a piece of music..."
"Like I said before."
There was a look of despair in Shu Mu Xianglian's eyes, but she had no right to refuse. This is the tradition of the Red Kingdom when the city is broken and the princess is captured.
That night, the Principality of Tianqin fell to the enemy. I wonder if it was because of excessive sadness. The sound of the piano played by the eldest princess tonight was intermittent and often out of tune...
