Zhao Yizhi was sitting in the car, his consciousness was scattered, and he had been paying attention to the situation in the Yi Mansion. From the time when the soldiers were scattered to the old man leaning down and dying on the spot, Zhao Yizhi was completely aware of everything.
"Oh, what a pity."
Zhao Yizhi had a keen mind and naturally knew the old man's intention. The purpose of spreading the beans into an army was to mobilize the two guards. The last slap he took was to seal Yi Xiaodao's demonic nature, so that he would exhaust his strength and die in the capital.
"Send the order to bury the old man with dignity...and investigate the origin of the old man by the way." Zhao Yizhi shouted to the driver.
A figure swept away after receiving the order. It must be the Maoji Guard among the twelve guards, conveying the emperor's order.
Zhou Ziru asked outside the car: "Your Majesty, what's the pity?"
"It's nothing, that old man... isn't that bad at all." Zhao Yizhi was vague and had no intention of explaining to Zhou Ziru at this time.
Zhou Ziru smiled and said: "So, it is Yi Xiaodao who is bad? How can a good person become possessed by a demon?"
Zhao Yizhi was silent for a moment and suddenly asked: "You have known about the unknown anger in him, right? I was at his home just now, and I saw that you didn't look surprised."
Zhou Ziru admitted: "Yes, when I led the army to intercept the Nanhuai Army, it was Yi Xiaodao who came out and stopped me. He also injured a general with that unknown fire. It is not uncommon to have some skills when traveling in the world. Maybe he got it What an opportunity."
"So, Yi Xiaodao was awake when he used the fire energy, and this demonic energy... is a trouble..." Zhao Yizhi said to himself while driving.
When Zhao Yizhi and Zhou Ziru escaped just now, it was only because the old man drew five clones that they shocked everyone. Zhou Ziru did not see Yi Xiaodao's possessed appearance, so he was a little confused: "What does your majesty mean by demonic energy?"
Zhao Yizhi came back to his senses: "It's nothing, it's not important anymore. Let's go back first and talk about it later."
Suddenly, Zhao Yizhi remembered something, and when he looked into it with his spiritual consciousness, he secretly cried out.
It turned out that the old man's plan was to divert the tiger away from the mountain and remove the two guards and horses. After they were removed, the armored soldiers were still under the old man's control, and there was no difference. But as the old man died outside Yi Mansion, these armored soldiers lost control and turned around to attack, fighting with Yinmeng Guards and Youyu Guards.
"Quick, quick, turn around! Go to Xicheng!" Zhao Yizhi shouted hurriedly.
The young eunuch in charge of the carriage reined in the horse, turned around and rushed towards the west city.
Zhou Ziru saw that Zhao Yizhi had temporarily changed his route and asked quickly: "Your Majesty, what happened again?"
"Just go and take a look and you'll find out." Zhao Yizhi didn't know how to explain it, so he could only push it aside vaguely.
Soon, Zhao Yizhi's driver arrived at Xicheng and could already see the Purple Mountain in the distance.
There were sounds of fighting in the street ahead, and arrows were flying. It was very fierce. Fortunately, no people were seen along the way. They thought they had been driven home and away from the trouble.
"Your Majesty...that's in front..." Zhou Ziru looked into the distance and couldn't help but feel a little palpitated.
In addition to the Imperial Guards, the Yulin Army and the Twelve Heavenly Guards, it is impossible for a fourth army to appear in the capital. This situation has existed for six hundred years.
I heard that hundreds of years ago there was a late emperor in Daqi who doted on his youngest son. The younger son had been interested in martial arts since he was a child, so the late emperor planned to form an army specifically for his youngest son. Later, the prince and the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty were still fighting each other to the death. Even the queen climbed onto the city tower and cried, saying that the ancestral system should not be taken lightly, otherwise she would jump off the city. The people all over the city cried all night and all night, so that the emperor was still hesitant, but the youngest son was so frightened that he refused the proposal to form an army.
Of course, what happened back then was only then.
"Your Majesty...is there ever a fourth army in the capital?"
The driver stopped the carriage, Zhao Yizhi got out of the carriage, waved to the nearly a thousand eunuchs and attendants around him and said, "Go back to the palace, you have nothing to do."
A group of eunuch guards followed the order and left.
"This is the old man's method, sowing the beans leads to an army..." Zhao Yizhi did not tell the story, only the result.
Zhou Ziru doesn't care about the process, but he cares about the result: "Throwing beans and making soldiers? Is there really a way to make soldiers by scattering beans? How is this done?"
The imperial court and even the vassal kings worked hard to spend money and food, and spent a lot of effort to cultivate the army. In the end, only a few soldiers emerged, so who would become a soldier? Who is going to recruit soldiers? Wouldn’t it be easier if everyone planted beans?
"Don't think too wildly. These hundred or so soldiers almost consumed half of the old man's life. How can it be such a simple thing?" Zhao Yizhi's consciousness would not miss any details. The old man Zhao Yizhi naturally noticed the fine sweat on his forehead.
"That's it." Zhou Ziru thought about the old man's strength. He fought back and forth with four or five Chen Congwei, but this magic of spreading beans into soldiers could kill half of his life. So spreading the beans and forming an army is not a good spell. At least it is very simple for four or five Chen Congwei to join forces to fight against a hundred soldiers.
Zhao Yizhi carefully examined the battle situation in the distance and frowned: "It doesn't seem that simple."
On the street, hundreds of armored soldiers and Yin Meng Guards were fighting to the death. The You Yu Guards occupied favorable terrain and fired arrows to support them. Even with the strength of the two guards, they still did not gain the upper hand. On the contrary, the Yin Meng Guards fought harder and harder, and were being beaten back steadily.
The armor soldiers were covered with feather arrows, and some of the feather arrows were embedded in the gaps of the armor and got stuck, which was normal. However, some feather arrows had already been inserted into the exposed hands and legs of the armored soldiers. There were even several armored soldiers whose heads were shot like hedgehogs, but they still rushed forward regardless of their own safety, completely unaware of the pain.
On both sides of the street, the number of injured soldiers and corpses of the Yinmeng Guards and Youyu Guards was increasing, and the soldiers became more and more courageous as they fought, and had already pushed the Yinmeng Guards back nearly a hundred steps away.
Yinmengwei's broadsword had no effect on the armored soldiers. Once he slashed through it, although there was a wound, there was no blood, and even the wound was healing slowly.
"The situation is not good..." Zhao Yizhi frowned.
Among the twelve guards, only the Yinmeng Guards and the Wu Lie Guards were serious warriors on the battlefield. The Wu Lie Guards had many cavalry and were good at charging, which was not conducive to long-term battles. As the name suggests, the Yinmeng Guards are extremely brave. In ordinary fighting, mountain bandits, water bandits, and even barbarian tribes and small surrounding countries were all invincible, but now they were beaten back by hundreds of armored soldiers.
"Your Majesty, the armored soldiers are extraordinary soldiers, and the Yinmeng guards may not be able to defeat them..." Zhou Ziru also saw the battle in the distance from the side.
Zhao Yizhi asked: "Then what good idea do you have?"
"We are in a desperate situation and have no plan yet." Zhou Ziru honestly confessed that he really had no plan.
It was the first time for everyone to come into contact with this situation, and no one knew what to do.
Suddenly, the soldiers' forward attack stopped and they all turned to look at Zhao Yizhi.
Zhou Ziru saw hundreds of armored soldiers turning to look at him, and knew that they were not looking at him, but at the little emperor beside him. He was still a little frightened: "Your Majesty, we seem to be standing too close..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the hundreds of soldiers moved in unison, abandoned the Yin Meng Guards who were fighting, and ran towards Zhao Yizhi.
"Your Majesty, leave quickly!" When Zhou Ziru saw the armored soldiers running towards him, he was so frightened that he suffered cardiorespiratory arrest. He grabbed Zhao Yizhi and turned around and ran away.
Zhao Yizhi was dragged to the side of the car by Zhou Ziru and pushed Zhao Yizhi into the car. Zhao Yizhi took the time to close his eyes and take a closer look. There was indeed no one else around. To be precise, there was no suspicious person who could control these armored soldiers.
It must be the old man who has been focusing on me all day long. Now he is dead. The armored soldier lost control. But whenever I show up, I will be their number one target. Zhao Yizhi secretly calculated in his heart and felt that this explanation was the most reasonable.
"Don't worry, it's not a big problem. I'll take a look..." Zhao Yizhi gently pushed Zhou Ziru away and stared at the running armor soldiers for a closer look.
Zhou Ziru has always been dignified and graceful, but now he was like a woman quarreling in the village, shouting: "When is it? The tiger is behind you, Your Majesty, do you still want to see if it is a male or a female? It is important to run away!" "
Zhao Yizhi pursed his lips to the side and said, "Don't be afraid, Lan Yue and the others are here!"
Fanyu stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, these armored soldiers don't need to be ordinary. It's better to leave first."
The other three Chen Congwei nodded in agreement.
"Okay, let's go first." Zhao Yizhi looked at these armored soldiers and secretly thought it was a pity.
These armored soldiers have the same appearance and move as neatly as one person. Even though Zhao Yizhi sensed that it was indeed the old man who spread the beans and formed the soldiers, he still felt that this thing was not that mysterious. If he knew the mystery and mass-produced it...
Zhao Yizhi's later thoughts suggest that everything can be mass-produced.
The armored soldiers rushed towards each other, and Tui Lin and Fanyu quickly stepped forward to resist them. The two punched and kicked, rushing into the armored soldiers' formation, like tigers rushing into the flock of sheep, beating the armored soldiers to pieces.
But as soon as the armored soldiers were knocked down, they immediately got up and rushed towards Zhao Yizhi tirelessly. No matter how brave the two men were, they could not stop so many armored soldiers.
The armored soldier rushed forward so fast that the two of them had no time to use their moves, so they were forced to use ordinary fists and kicks to fight against the enemy. Although the armored soldier's target was not the two of them, it also made it somewhat troublesome for the two of them to deal with it.
The scattered armored soldiers had already rushed to the front of the car. Lan Yue shouted "Reach for the Stars" and stepped forward, knocking some scattered armored soldiers to the ground. However, just like the situation with Tui Lin and Fan Yu, they were unable to completely subdue them. There are no joints to lock, no weaknesses to control.
"Stretch for the stars, take Your Majesty away!" Tui Lin punched an armored soldier away and shouted back.
The silver needle in Zhaixing's hand stabs the armored soldier. No matter how tricky the angle is or which acupuncture point it is pierced, it has no effect. Even if it is pierced into the eye, it cannot stop the armored soldier in the slightest.
An armored soldier was thrown aside by Lan Yue, hit a tree trunk, bounced off the tree trunk, and rolled right to the side of Zhao Yizhi's carriage.
This lucky armored soldier waved his sword wildly and even broke the wheels of the carriage.
Zhao Yizhi stumbled in the car. Fortunately, Zhou Ziru was there to support Zhao Yizhi and pull Zhao Yizhi out of the car.
"What the hell, get out of my way." Zhou Ziru picked up his clothes and kicked the armored soldier. The armored soldier was only kicked slightly, and then he slashed horizontally with his sword. On the path of the blade, Zhao Yizhi and Zhou Ziru's The head is in it.
Pushing Lin, Fan Yu, and Lan Yue were too late to rescue him, and there was nothing they could do about Zhaixing. They were blocked by two armored soldiers. He was not good at close combat and had nothing to do with these two armored soldiers. He saw the armored soldier slashing at Zhao with his sword. Yi Zhi, in a hurry to reach for the stars, crashed into the armored soldier, preparing to save the savior with his own body.
Zhou Ziru's eyes widened. The blade had reached his neck and stopped, and a long hair fell quietly.
Zhao Yizhi opened his mouth, and his words echoed throughout the streets and battlefields.
"Stop it!"
