Xun Mou seemed not to care about everyone's questions, but became more and more excited. He sneered and said, "Do you think I really want to lure them to Jiulong Bridge? I conclude that Liu Xun, the old fox, must be heading towards Chongde Gate now." Let's go, my general has already laid a dragnet over there, just waiting for Liu Xun to throw himself into the trap."
After everyone heard this, they looked at each other. Quan Shidao, Shangshu of the Ministry of Personnel, smiled and gave Xun Mou a thumbs up, "General Xun has already made the calculation. The general is indeed an unparalleled scholar in the country..."
Amid a burst of hearty laughter, Xun Mou's face showed a bit of pride. Xun Mou could have just sat back and reaped the benefits in the Xuanzheng Hall, but seeing everyone's flattering expressions, in order to make everyone more convinced, and he also wanted to show off his skills, he had an idea in his mind to capture Liu Xun alive personally. So Xun Mou dressed up, wiped his sword, led several lieutenants who were close to him, mounted his horse and went to support him.
When Liu Xun led his troops to Chongdemen, his face was hesitant, his expression was uncertain, and he felt vaguely uneasy.
At this time, the Chongde Gate looked strangely depressed under the illumination of several huge palace lanterns. Only a few scattered flags were seen hanging on the battlements, and there was not a single soldier guarding the city. Liu Xun set up a pergola and looked carefully at the top of the city tower. After confirming that there was no guard, he was still suspicious in his heart, but now that he had reached this point, there was nothing he could do.
Sure enough, Liu Xun's siege team quickly broke open the gate of Chongde Gate, and Liu Xun immediately ordered everyone to quickly pass through the barbican. Just when the army entered Wengcheng, countless archers suddenly appeared on the city wall, and all of them had their bows and arrows pointed at the army below the city.
Liu Xun and others were so frightened that their faces turned pale and they had no time to give orders. Arrows rained down from the top of the city tower, and the soldiers below the city fell down one after another. After the intensive attack with arrows continued for a while, more than half of Liu Xun's army had been killed or wounded, leaving less than 5,000 men.
Just when the arrow array attack ended, Liu Xun's army was able to take a breather. At this time, the prince's army swarmed out of the city, and the first one to rush forward was Xun Mou.
Liu Xun and his son were shocked. At this time, there was no other way out except a bloody battle. Liu Xingzhi killed him with his sword, while Hou Zhigui held a gun in front of Liu Xun's horse to protect him.
While the two sides were fighting fiercely, Liu Xingzhi saw that his own situation was gradually declining, and he had begun to retreat in his heart, so he fought with his sword in front of his father's horse and said anxiously: "Father, it's better to retreat now."
As soon as Liu Xingzhi finished speaking, a cold light flashed. In an instant, his head fell to the ground, and his body was bleeding profusely. Liu Xingzhi's horse was so frightened that it actually carried the body of its master and ran around in the crowd. Wherever it went, the soldiers who couldn't get out of the way all turned into hooves. Wrong soul. Liu Xun was already stunned on the spot, his face turned pale. When he saw his son's body being carried away by his horse, he shouted heartbreakingly: "My son..." followed by tears, his emotions already uncontrollable.
Although Hou Zhigui was also stunned, he quickly came to his senses. When he looked closely, he saw that the murderer was Xun Mou. He was holding the Mo Dao horizontally with a proud smile on his face. Just as Xun Mou was about to slash at Liu Xun's horse with his knife, Hou Zhigui stepped forward to block it with his spear, and the two sides immediately strangled each other.
Liu Xun tremblingly turned over and dismounted, picked up his son's head and burst into tears.
Although Hou Zhigui was extremely brave, he gradually felt exhausted in front of Xun Mou. While blocking Xun Mou's blade, he shouted: "Prince Protector, retreat..."
After receiving the order, three or four guards immediately stepped forward to mount the prince on his horse and hung Liu Xingzhi's head on the saddle bag. Then one person led the horse and the other three covered him.
Seeing this, Xun Mou had no intention of quarreling with Hou Zhigui at this moment. He shouted loudly, raised his knife and slashed Hou Zhigui off his horse. He immediately slapped his horse and chased Liu Xun.
After all, Liu Xun and his men were still outnumbered. No matter how they charged, they felt that they were surrounded by enemy troops on both sides. Before they could advance far, Xun Mou had already arrived behind them.
Xun Mou couldn't help but waved his sword several times, and several guards fell to the ground one after another. When Liu Xun saw that the guards on his left and right were killed, he turned his horse's head and thought of riding out of the crowd, but before he could get a foot away, the enemy troops surrounded him one after another.
In the firelight, the vermilion palace city and the corpse at his feet were reflected even redder. Liu Xun helplessly raised his head and looked at the dark sky. He was full of resentment but had no choice but to look up to the sky and roar: "Where is the sky..."
"Your Highness..." Xun Mou flashed out of the crowd and sneered, "I can't blame Heaven for all this. I can only say that you chose the wrong opponent."
Liu Xun calmed down. Even if he was in trouble now, he didn't want to be laughed at. "Do you think you are strong?"
"Haha... Otherwise, otherwise you would be the one standing here!"
Liu Xun laughed loudly, "You are too conceited! No wonder you were defeated in Lanzhou and even led tens of thousands of troops to be buried with you because of your conceitedness."
Xun Mou was not angered by this, but became calmer, "Humph! You haven't changed your true colors, but I don't know if you can still be so stubborn when you are about to die. Take the traitor away..."
In the cold Xuanzheng Hall, the dim candlelight flickered on and off, but only the dragon chair directly above Danqi still looked majestic. An old man with disheveled hair and gray beard was reclining on the dragon chair, with a stiff expression that was half-smiling but not smiling. The old man's gloomy and empty eyes stared at the looming caisson above. The past scene seemed to be just yesterday. He didn't expect that all this would happen to him again. He who didn't believe in fate had to shed tears at this moment because of the trick of fate.
"Bang..."
The door of Xuanzheng Hall suddenly opened, and a burst of fire shone into the hall from the outside. The hall was instantly red, and the biting cold wind also poured into the hall. The old man's whole body trembled suddenly, but he continued to look at the caisson calmly. like a statue.
"Your Majesty!" Standing under Danqi was Xun Mou, who was wearing bright armor. "Look who I brought to you." Seeing that the Han Emperor was still unmoved, Xun Mou immediately reached out and gave him three high-fives.
"let me go……"
Ning Wang Liu Xun was pushed and pushed into the palace by two muscular guards. When he saw his father sitting crookedly in the palace, his eyes burst into tears again. He quickly stepped forward and knelt in front of Danqi, "Father... help me quickly. Help me, these rebels actually collaborated with Liu Yan to rebel..."
"Okay!" Emperor Han suddenly stopped and then sat upright slowly, "Can you have some backbone?"
Liu Xun gritted his teeth and tilted his head angrily.
Xun Mou glanced at Liu Xun disapprovingly, "My lord, look at your majesty's courage, and then..."
"Okay!" Emperor Han interrupted Xun Mou impatiently again, "Now is the time for Liu Yan to come out and see me."
As soon as the Han Emperor finished speaking, there was a man in rich uniforms outside the palace gate, walking leisurely, followed by several armed guards.
