The Northern Imperial Army was originally the most elite soldiers and horses of the Tang Dynasty.

In the era when the Sixteen Guards of the Southern Ya was gradually abandoned, these Northern Ya army, which were truly commanded by the emperor, may only be compared with the elite border troops of the Western Regions.

The generals and lieutenants all wore two round bright light armors on their chests, while the soldiers wore mountain armors, light armor and fine scale armors based on different military branches.

These armors are all iron armor in the true sense, with exquisite workmanship and extremely high defense.

Of course, the weight is also very large.

When the Tang army recruits joined the army, they had to wear a full set of iron armor to run, and those who could not wear it and could not withstand it could not enter the camp.

This also set a bottom line for the Tang army in terms of military quality.

The armor-wearing rate of ordinary Tang soldiers is generally more than 60%.

And emperors and imperial guards like the Sixth Army of the Northern Yamen are carefully selected and worn 100% armored.

And more importantly, most of these are mainly iron armor.

Although there are many famous Burenjia in later generations, there are not many warriors who can wear because they are too heavy.

The most important thing about them is archers, which is also the source of the so-called need to pay for money when sending arrows in the face of battle.

I shoot as much as I pay.

As for defending the country, I’m sorry, I would like to ask the emperor and the big turban to come first.

The early Ming Dynasty was good, but it was over in the later period.

The iron armor is usually only concentrated in the hands of the generals' servants, and ordinary soldiers wear the same as beggars. They are all the most ragged mandarin duck cotton jackets.

As for you, the Qing Dynasty, you don’t even have armor, and a robe is everything.

The Han and Tang dynasties had the highest armor rate, and the iron armor was the most popular. Therefore, their achievements and reputation were the greatest.

When thousands of iron-armored soldiers walked over step by step in line with their formations, the powerful sense of oppression made everyone in front of the ancestral temple look away involuntarily.

Wang Xiao, surrounded by many soldiers, was naturally regarded as the leader by everyone.

The last prince who rushed into the palace with thousands of soldiers was the famous General Qin of the Tiance.

The prime minister, who knew he would definitely die, was Ling Zong Chuke, the secretary of the Tang Dynasty. After seeing this scene, he suddenly burst into laughter.

After attracting everyone's gaze, Zong Chuke, who was pressed to kneel on the ground, turned his head and shouted to Li Chongmao in a daze, "Your Majesty~ Look, let's see~ This is your good brother. The Xuanwu Gate thing a hundred years ago, it's your turn now~ Li Erlang lies in Zhao

I went to the tomb, and now there is another Li Sanlang. Your Li family is destined to kill each other forever! Hahahaha~”

Zong Chuke knew that his whole family was dead, so he put everything aside at this time.

If you are determined to pour dirty water on Wang Xiao and the others, it would be best if you can plant the seeds of suspicion among the Li family.

Monday was silent, and even Princess Pu Taiping was silent at this time.

Before the crowded ancestral temple, only Zong Chuke's despairing laugh like a night owl was left.

Everyone did not dare to speak, because they were scared by Wang Xiao and the thousands of soldiers behind him.

After all, Wang Xiao’s aura was formed by experiencing many worlds, and his power was not enough to describe him without anger.

He just looked around, and everyone, including the King of Xiang and Princess Taiping, was intimidated by his momentum and did not dare to look at him.

Everyone present also felt incredible. How could the young King of Linzi have such a strong aura?

They naturally don’t know how many times Wang Xiao was born and died and went to the battlefield, and became raised by the emperor several times, so they just felt that this was a natural appearance as an emperor!

It was very natural that everyone would think of Li Erlang who was hung in the ancestral temple.

It is said that Li Erlang was born as an emperor.

Wang Xiao held the war horse under his crotch, and the soldiers behind him all stepped down.

The clanging sound of armor made Zong Chuke stop laughing wildly.

Wang Xiao stepped forward, walked to Zong Chuke, and looked at him condescendingly.

"You deserve to die."

Wang Xiao raised his hand and slapped Zong Chuke on the forehead.

Of course, he didn't want to kill Zong Chuke directly, and he hadn't been interrogated yet.

This just made him suffer a little.

An internal force penetrated through the top of Zong Chuke's head and then spread into his meridians.

Zong Chuke didn't feel anything at first, but after a moment he felt a tingling pain all over his body, and there was a concentration of bone-knit itch that penetrated deep into his limbs and bones.

This kind of pain cannot be endured by someone like Zong Chuke.

He screamed and fell to the ground, scratching himself desperately with both hands.

When I grabbed my nails and split them, my skin was so broken that I couldn't get rid of the slightest bit.

Wang Xiao no longer looked at him, turned around and walked to Princess Taiping, "Aunt, this matter needs to be decided."

"Sanlang." Princess Taiping, who came to her senses, looked at him with great and profound eyes, "You did a good job."

Wang Xiao nodded, turned around and walked to Li Chongmao, who had just ascended the throne, "Sorry, I can't call you Your Majesty."

He took out the will written by Shangguan Wan'er, "This is the will of the late emperor. It is written as the will of the crown prince, so I cannot call you Your Majesty."

It was obvious that he would set the tone for everyone.

That is, the emperor must be inherited by Prime Minister Li Dan.

If anyone has any objection, then there is no need to say that he is a member of Empress Wei.

Otherwise, the thousands of soldiers from the Northern Yajia were behind Wang Xiao would not agree.

Looking at Li Chongmao who could not suppress his trembling, Wang Xiao shook his head slightly and stepped back, "Where is the Chang'an County Corps?"

The Chang'an County yamen runners hiding in the corner walked over tremblingly and "Welcome to the King of Linzi."

At this moment, such places and occasions, let alone these yamen runners, even the magistrate of their county is not qualified to stand here.

His eyes were full of red purple, and he looked around him.

There were still thousands of soldiers standing there with murderous intent, and the coroner knelt on the ground with neatness.

"Don't be afraid."

Wang Xiao smiled and said, "I'm here to do things."

He turned around and looked at the people around him and shouted loudly, "The late emperor was poisoned by the demon queen and the treacherous ministers. We are avenging the late emperor at this time. It is said that if the late emperor is not right, it is not right. If the late emperor is really poisoned, we will naturally be famous. If the late emperor is not poisoned, we will naturally be famous.

If you die, then we will be a rebel and a traitor."

Wang Xiao looked at Empress Wei, who was like a pool of mud. "If the late emperor was not poisoned to death, he was willing to pay his life, and only wanted to forgive the soldiers of the army."

The people around him looked different when they said this.

Some people are secretly happy, some are sad, some are puzzled, and some want to speak up for justice.

However, the soldiers of the Northern Yamen looked at Wang Xiao with a touching expression, feeling that they were not following the wrong person.

The Prime Minister Li Dan stepped forward with excitement and shouted, "Sanlang, how can this be done?"

Wang Xiao simply waved his hand, "If you don't give an explanation, how can you convince the people of the world? How can you convince history books?"

"Right is right, wrong is wrong. If you are wrong, I will pay for my life! Right, I will deal with the laws of the Tang Dynasty!"

These words were full of righteousness and righteousness.

Everyone around, especially those ministers wearing red purple, nodded frequently, thinking that Wang Xiao was not only courageous and capable, but also very responsible.

‘It’s like Emperor Taizong is right in front of him.’

Everyone looked at Wang Xiao, as if they were looking at the incarnation of justice.

Wang Xiao said this only for the sake of saying it.

No one knows whether Li Xian was poisoned to death, but Wang Xiao knew it.

It was still him who went to send Li Xian on the way in the spirit of humanitarianism.

No one in this world knows better than Wang Xiao how Li Xian died.

If you have confidence, you will naturally dare to say anything.

Besides, as long as these coroners in Chang'an County are not brainless, they will definitely say that the late emperor died of poisoning.

If it really doesn't work, then Wang Xiao can turn against others.

Being an emperor, being a shameless person and not keeping his word is a natural skill.

In front of everyone, several coroners stepped forward to check Li Xian's body.

The surroundings were very quiet, with only countless torches left behind in the wind.

When it comes to drug tests and autopsy, experienced coroners are far stronger than doctors in clinics.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the old coroner in the head came over to salute and said, "King of Linzi, we are sure that the late emperor died of poisoning!"

There was a sudden burst of angry noise around, and countless people cursed and despised Queen Wei and others.
To be continued...