"Breaking the gun!" Zhao Peng gave the order.

"Bang bang bang" Fifty Lumi guns and twenty Turtle Dove guns spewed out flames at the same time. The soldiers of the Beijing camp who rushed over screamed and fell down a large area. The Lumi gun projectiles hit people and spewed out blood arrows. The Beijing camp soldiers who rushed in front were knocked into a Mafeng nest in a blink of an eye. These exquisite muskets were powerful, especially the Turtle Dove guns, which were extremely powerful. One or two bullets could even penetrate five or six people in a row.

After the musketeer finished shooting, he immediately stepped back and loaded the bullets. The killer team stood up, and the knife player in front raised his shield to block the arrows. When the opponent rushed to the gate of the courtyard, Zhao Peng gave an order: "Kill!"

A dense spear and Lang Xian stretched out from behind the shield. The soldiers in the Beijing camp rushed in front ran into Lang Xian. The weapons in their hands were blocked by Lang Xian, and the spear that stabbed them overturned them in a pool of blood.

In the courtyard, Zhu Cilang pulled out his sword and walked towards the fat Zhu Yousong step by step, shouting: "King Fu, let my sister go quickly. I can make you an idle prince! If you are obsessed with it, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Zhu Yousong retreated while winking at Li Jifang.

Li Jifang put the knife on Princess Kunxing's neck and walked forward step by step: "Your Highness, if you refuse to retreat, your sister who is as beautiful as a flower will be dead!"

Zhao Peng turned his head, pulled the arrow and pointed it at Li Jifang.

"The prince-in-law, your woman is in my hands! Put down the bow and arrow! Otherwise, the princess's head will fall to the ground!" Li Jifang shouted.

Zhao Peng put down the bow and arrow and threw it on the ground. He moved his waist and untied the embroidered sword, which was also thrown on the ground. However, he slid out of his sleeve a short and exquisite sharp knife that was only five inches long, and it had unknowingly slipped into his palm. He followed Zhu Cixuan behind his back, walked step by step towards Li Jifang.

"Your Highness, please let your people let go of the princess. As long as you let go of the princess, after your prince ascends the throne, considering the romance of uncle and nephew, you will still be your King of Fu. If you hurt Your Princess, then the prince will not show mercy to you!" Zhao Peng stepped forward and said.

"Return! You two return!" Li Jifang shouted at the top of his lungs, "If you don't retreat, the labor capital cut off the princess' head with one sword! Prince Consort, don't you want the beautiful princess to have a different body, right?"

The two sides were only ten steps away. Li Jifang's hand holding the knife increased his strength. The blade was deeply embedded in Zhu Ni's white skin. Blood flowed down the blade. As long as Li Jifang used some more strength, he could wipe Princess Kunxing's neck.

Zhu Cixuan did not retreat, but rushed towards Zhu Yousong with his sword.

"Protect your car! Protect your car!" Zhu Yousong shouted anxiously.

Li Jifang pulled King Fu behind him: "Your Majesty, you rely on me. With a princess in our hands, the pseudo-Crown Prince will definitely not dare to attack us!"

Just when Li Jifang reached out to King Lafu, he, who was originally hiding behind Princess Kunxing, showed a little of his head.

He was talking quickly. He only heard a "whoosh" sound, and a sharp short sword flew over, piercing deeply into Li Jifang's throat. He only felt that his neck was blocked by a big stone. He wanted to shout but couldn't shout it out. The strength in his body quickly disappeared, and the Xiuchun sword in his hand fell to the ground.

Li Jifang reached out to cover her neck, trying to block the leaky throat, but to no avail. In the end, she collapsed softly on the ground like an empty rice bag.

Zhao Peng, who was an excellent special forces soldier in his previous life, practiced his unique skills in flying. When sneak attacks on the enemy at night, when you need to touch the sentry, the best weapon against the enemy sentry standing on the tower is the crossbow and the flying knife. Shooting the flying knife within ten steps, Zhao Peng can guarantee that he can hit every shot.

Just now, Zhu Yousong passed by Li Jifang in order to avoid the prince's pursuit. Li Jifang, who was eager to protect, pulled King Fu behind him, but it revealed a flaw. Zhao Peng decisively shot out the flying knife and killed Li Jifang.

No one held Princess Kunxing hostage. Just now the blade was embedded in her neck. The pain was suffocating, which made her almost unconscious. It was Li Jifang holding her hostage and she did not fall down. Now Li Jifang suddenly died, Princess Kunxing's body became soft and fell to the ground.

"Princess!" Zhao Peng stepped forward and hugged Princess Kunxing tightly.

Princess Kunxing slowly opened her eyes and leaned her head in Zhao Peng's arms. Suddenly she pushed Zhao Peng away, jumped up from the ground, and ran straight towards Fei Zhen'e who was lying in a pool of blood, and hugged Fei Zhen'e tightly: "Miss Fei! Miss Fei!"

The prince Zhu Cilang had already subdued Zhu Yousong and his sword was placed on his neck: "Your Highness, if you are willing to abdicate, I will spare you if you don't die, and you will still be Your Highness," said Mr. Fu.

"I am willing to abdicate, no, it's not me, it's Xiao Wang, Xiao Wang is willing to abdicate!" Zhu Yousong's legs became weak, and he knelt on the ground and shivered. After a while, Zhu Yousong seemed to understand something, suddenly lay at Zhu Cilang's feet, hugged his feet and kowtowed, "Long live the long live the Majesty when he kowtowed!"

Seeing that Princess Kunxing had escaped, Zhao Peng turned around and picked up the bow and arrows and Xiuchun Knife from the ground, walked to the gate of the courtyard, and continued to direct his Jinyiwei to block Xu Wenjue's attack.

With the help of the firelight, Zhao Peng suddenly discovered that a guy wearing a silver phoenix-winged helmet, silver armor, purple flying fish suit, and a purple cloak on his back was very conspicuous. He saw that guy was waving his ancestral sword and shouting loudly to command the Beijing camp army to siege Rouyi Hall.

Capture the king first! Xu Wenjue is so uncompromising that he is only a hundred steps away from the courtyard gate. He thought it was safe? He was wearing such cool armor and asked his personal soldiers to set up a torch around him. He was just a young man. It was really embarrassing to his ancestor Xu Da! After nearly three hundred years of peace, the descendants of the Xu family were abandoned, all of whom were a group of wine bags, and the clothes on his body looked better. Zhao Peng said in his heart. While he was thinking, he pulled the bow and arrow and pointed it at Xu Wenjue.

Zhao Peng relaxed his thumb gently, and a sharp wolf-toothed arrow roared out, heading straight towards Xu Wenjue, who was a hundred steps away.

Xu Wenjue did not notice the arrows shot from the darkness at all. When he heard the sound of the wind, it was too late. The wolf-toothed sharp arrow pierced deeply into his cover and stabbed out from the back of his neck. Xu Wenjue didn't even hum and fell backwards.

"Xu Wenjue is dead! Xu Wenjue is dead!" Zhao Peng took the opportunity to shout.

When the officers and soldiers of the Beijing camp besieged Rouyi Hall heard that Xu Wenjue was dead, they turned their heads to look, but saw that the flag of the central army had fallen, and the soldiers of the Duke of Wei's mansion formed a group of people crying loudly.

"It's over, the prince is dead!"

"The prince is dead, how can I fight?"

The soldiers were talking.

Before the battle between the Jinyiwei in the same courtyard, the soldiers in the Beijing camp were already defeated very ugly. The people who rushed up in front were beaten by muskets. The people who went up behind hit the Yuanyang formation, and suffered heavy casualties, but they did not even hurt a single hair of their opponents.

"I'm defeated, I'm defeated, leave!" someone suddenly shouted.

The officers and soldiers of the Beijing camp immediately scattered into birds and beasts, leaving behind the bodies of the Duke of Wei's mansion and Xu Wenjue's corpses, and quickly fled.

"Kill!" Zhao Peng gave the order.

More than 300 Jinyiwei rushed out of the yard, shooting with bows and arrows from the distance, and stabbing with spears, knifes, and axes close by. The defeated soldiers in the Beijing camp only regretted that their parents gave birth to two less legs for themselves, and each of them was running desperately. There was only one thing they had to do, which was to surpass their companions, and as long as they surpassed their companions, they could survive. Anyway, the pursuers came up, and the ones who were left behind were the ones who were left behind. In short, they were dead fellow Taoists who were not dead.

Zhao Peng ordered the troops to be gathered, and he turned around to find Princess Kunxing. However, Princess Kunxing hugged Fei Zhen'e tightly and cried bitterly. Looking at Fei Zhen'e who was lying in the princess's arms, she saw that she was covered in blood, her face was pale, and there was no trace of blood.
Chapter completed!