"It's useless to talk more. You and I are our own masters. There is no point in arguing about right and wrong. Yuchi Gong is a rough man. He only knows that the country of Tang Dynasty cannot be named Wu. The world can only be the world of Li Tang. Sitting on this throne is Li Shimin. It’s still Li Ke, it’s the same for Yu Chigong.”
After Yuchi Gong finished speaking, he waved his 100-pound meteor hammer, swinging it left and right, making him invincible and even more heroic.
Yuchi Gong has always been famous for his bravery and superiority. There was a time when his name made the Turkic and other countries around the Tang Dynasty frightened.
All the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty were in awe of him. Now Yuchi Gong directed his martial arts and passion at Chang'an City, and the soldiers who came out to challenge him were in awe without having to fight, and they were helpless to resist.
Just as Yuchi Gong and Qin Zaiming continued to advance their offensive in three directions of Chang'an City, Li Ke led five thousand light cavalry to Chang'an City. The north gate of the imperial city was the weakest guard. Li Ke targeted Chang'an. All the defenders were dispatched by Liu Shili, leaving them empty.
Like divine soldiers descending from heaven, five thousand light cavalry appeared at the north gate of the imperial city, holding Zhuge's crossbows. Before anyone arrived, the crossbows and arrows arrived first.
The guards in the imperial city did not expect that Li Ke would personally lead his troops here. They were caught off guard by the sudden crossbow attack and became confused.
"Your Majesty, Li Ke has led troops to attack the North Gate. Can you please leave quickly?" The eunuch in charge of internal affairs anxiously urged Li Shimin to leave quickly.
Li Shimin has been proud all his life, how could he flee? He looked at the anxious expression of the eunuch in charge of internal affairs, and Wu Meiniang who was at a loss.
He smiled lightly and said: "Li Ke! This rebellious son has rebelled after all! Hahahaha, I won't leave. I want to see if he will kill his father and seize power!"
After all, Wu Meiniang, who appeared fifty years ago because she had not practiced well, is still young and not as ruthless as recorded in history, and she has not yet experienced the appearance of a generation of empress.
At this time, Wu Meiniang looked at Li Shimin, who was almost crazy, with tears in her eyes. She didn't know whether she was feeling sad for Li Shimin, or she was disappointed that all her painstaking plans had failed.
Wu Meiniang had no intention of leaving, and looked as if she wanted to accompany Li Shimin to die generously. At this moment, there was no expression on her face.
He just asked lightly: "How many guards are there in the imperial city? Can the city gate still be guarded?"
Li Shimin couldn't help but feel moved when he heard Wu Meiniang's words. At this moment, Li Shimin felt that Wu Meiniang was the only one who truly cared about his safety.
He looked at Wu Meiniang, and then said: "Meiniang, don't worry, I still have ten thousand forbidden troops in the imperial city, and the city gates can still be defended. No matter what, I will not be captured without mercy."
Li Shimin supported his swaying body and started fighting. He mobilized all his strength and said loudly: "Bring me my shirt. I will personally lead the troops to fight against Li Ke."
The eunuch in charge on the side wanted to say something, but in the end he swallowed the words as they reached his lips.
The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty knew that Li Shimin was preparing to fight in person, and they were all ready to join the battle.
For them, what they protect is not only the country of the Tang Dynasty, but also their official positions. Once the country changes hands, the official career of these veteran officials will also come to an end.
The eunuch in charge brought Li Shimin's war robe. The last time he wore this war robe, Li Shimin was still in his prime, and he looked as high-spirited as if it was just yesterday. Li Shimin's trembling hands touched the war robe that had accompanied him in all directions. robe.
Tears welled up in the corners of my eyes. "I didn't expect that if I put it on again, I would have to fight against my own son. It's a big joke."
Wu Meiniang personally helped Li Shimin put on the illustrious battle robe and helped Li Shimin arrange his bun. For a moment, Wu Meiniang seemed to see Li Shimin's high-spirited appearance when he was young.
Standing on the main hall, Li Shimin pulled out his sword, raised it high, and shouted to the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty: "Although I am late, I am willing to die for my country, the Tang Dynasty. You are willing to follow me." A battle?”
"I am willing to follow Your Majesty until death!"
All the civil and military officials in the court knelt down and expressed their determination in unison. Li Shimin was deeply relieved to see this. He turned his head and glanced at Wu Meiniang, his eyes seemed to be saying a final farewell.
Relatively speechless, Li Shimin strode out of the palace with his sword in hand, just as decisively as when he launched the Xuanwu Gate Incident.
Wu Meiniang stood there, looking at his back quietly. She knew she couldn't change anything now.
She could only pray silently, hoping that Li Shimin could reverse the situation in this war and that Tang Dynasty could regain its former glory.
However, she knew that this was just wishful thinking on her part. The glory that belonged to Li Shimin has gone forever.
Just like her current fate, she is destined to be involved in this war and unable to escape.
Everything she wanted became out of reach because of Li Ke's rise, and Wu Meiniang hated Li Ke in her heart.
She never expected that the vassal king, who had left the fiefdom early, would become her biggest stumbling block.
Li Shimin led the remaining 10,000 defenders in Chang'an Imperial City and his remaining obsession, and rushed towards the weakly guarded north gate of the imperial city. He was looking forward to the battle with Li Ke. In his heart , he still looks like that arrogant young man.
Until Li Shimin came to the North City Gate, he saw Li Ke on the war horse, holding a sword in his right hand and a crossbow in his left hand, heroically swaying his blood in front of the battle.
The soldiers under him were all so young and fearless, as if they had endless strength and courage.
Li Ke, who faced the elite soldiers in Chang'an City without fear and was fighting heartily, saw Li Shimin on the leading horse from a distance, wearing armor, and his hands paused slightly.
Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and the noisy sounds on the battlefield disappeared, leaving only the father and son looking at each other, their eyes full of unspeakable emotions.
Li Ke didn't know whether he should call him "Father" again. Although this once-all-powerful Emperor of the Tang Dynasty escaped the fate of being seized by Wu Meiniang, he could not escape the situation of father and son fighting each other.
When Li Shimin saw Li Ke, he was stunned for a moment, then waved his sword mercilessly and shouted loudly: "Soldiers, for the sake of the Tang Dynasty, charge! I will reward you with a reward of ten thousand taels for anyone who captures Li Ke alive."
A sneer escaped from the corner of Li Ke's mouth, "I haven't seen him for a long time, but he doesn't care about the relationship between father and son at all. Even if he wants to kill me with a reward of ten thousand taels, that's fine~" In this way, Li Ke is no longer bound and lets go. Hands and feet, let’s compete!
