Chapter 675 (1/2)

Du Kun chose dongchengmen because Lou Hongfang was the most unfamiliar of the four gatekeepers.

Although Ge ran, Minister of Sanzhi, did not belong to Du Hanfei's camp before, he naturally had a lot of dealings with Du Kun as an official after all.

Although Xiao mubai left Beijing at the age of 14, he was already in the corner last year.

When the cold wind blows, the city is full of blood and burnt smell

The poor people locked their doors and hid in the cupboard under their beds, praying that the rebels would not forcibly enter the house.

The trumpets on the four towers of the East-West south gate were loud and powerful. They spread in the direction of the palace, openly and unscrupulously announcing that they were going to seize the city.

On the whole streets of Chang'an, there is nothing but the figure of the rebels. The bustling scenery in the past is now desolate and desolate.

Four streets and eight alleys are filled with the smell of killing, and the snow is filled with palpitating red

It's frightening to see it and frightening to hear it.

The flag of the eight city garrison and the flag of Shi Jiajun were all withdrawn at this moment.

A large Xiao Zi Long flag flutters in the wind. A Xiao character is painted on the bright flag. The bright yellow flag looks full of the taste of imperial power and has the breath of supremacy.

Even in the smoke and dust, he is still domineering.

Princess Li is still standing on the North Gate Tower, but there is a masked man beside her.

She looked at the flag flying in the wind, and her eyes glowed with an unusually moving brilliance. The eyes of the masked man beside her only followed her.

After preparing for such a long time, Princess Li finally floated in the army led by Xiao Yanjun.

The sound of horses' hoofs roared like thunder on the road leading to the palace. The rebels led by Xiao Yanjun galloped past like a gust of wind. Behind him were the mighty cavalry who rushed straight to the palace.

Just at this moment, I could only hear a shrill arrow roaring in the long street, and a call rang out.

”Rebuke!”

Xiao Yanjun's pupils shrunk and his eyebrows picked up.

The archers of Shi Jiajun, who belonged to the front, pulled their bows together, and countless feather arrows went straight to the place where the command was issued.

The feather arrow is like a city hit by a disorderly rain. It brings the sound of hunting wind and roars to the city.

The long arrow broke into the wind and heard a dull hum. The person who issued the order had been killed.

But although the man died, the long street rang out again, and the order was neat and unified.

”Rebuke!”

Xiao Yanjun's face became gloomy and ran with a rein on the long street.

He didn't know what the sound of reprimand on the street meant. He could have stayed there, carefully explored the way and investigated them one by one. Now the whole Chang'an is theirs, but it's safer to spend more time.