This anchor can deal with it, he really exposed the emperor's black history

On the projection, there is a solemn court, a solemn court, and Yu Shi Zhongcheng He Zhu is sitting high on it. At the gate, Yue Fei, who was previously invincible on the battlefield wearing a battle armor, is now wearing handcuffs, ankles, and wearing a prison uniform. .

His hair was disheveled, his steps were staggering, bloodstains were all over his body, even the brand new prison uniform was soaked in blood, it was obvious that he had been severely tortured!
Yue Fei's face was pale, but his eyes were extremely determined.

No crime was more ridiculous to him than treason!
"Yue Fei, you colluded with the Jin people, disobeyed the imperial court's order, and intended to rebel, what excuse do you have?" Yu Shi Zhongcheng He Zhu slapped the gavel and said angrily.

"Yue Fei doesn't listen to the court's order?" Yue Fei laughed ridiculously.

But looking at the interrogators, he also knew that he was doomed, they were all Qin Hui's people, so what's the use of his defense?
And if there is evidence, Yue Fei would have been convicted long ago, so why torture him?

In the final analysis, it is a false accusation!

On the projection, Yue Fei looked at Yu Shi Zhongcheng He Zhu, and his body quietly straightened up. How could Yue Fei's spine bend a little towards these treacherous ministers?
Above the courtroom, Yue Fei's voice echoed, "Mr. He's question, Mr. Yue's answer was only four words!"

"Four words, which four words? The officials are all ears!" He Zhu said while sitting in the courtroom, squinting at Yue Fei.

Yue Fei turned around slowly, he stretched out his hand, on the prison uniform, due to the severe torture, the wounds opened by those whips on the skin had already scabbed a little, and it was stuck to the clothes, even if it moved, it would be excruciatingly painful!

But at this moment, Yue Fei didn't hesitate at all, he tore off the prison clothes abruptly, exposed his bloody back on the court, and exposed it in front of everyone in Wan Chao.

On the blood-stained back, whip marks and bloodstains covered the skin, and some places were even torn off, but even so, the four large characters on the back were still clear!
"Serve the country with loyalty!"

This is Yue Fei's answer!

These are the four characters he wants to answer!

This is his answer to Qin Hui and the court!

"Buzz!"

Yushi Zhongcheng He Zhu sat up straight in shock, he looked at Yue Fei in front of him inexplicably horrified, at this moment, he was at a loss, he did not expect this answer!

Other yamen servants, hurry up, when they saw Yue Fei's back, they couldn't bear it anymore, they knelt on the ground!
"Marshal Yue, Marshal Yue was wronged!"

At this moment, the whole hall is kneeling!

Only Yu Shi Zhongcheng He Zhu who stood up straight, and Yue Fei who was motionless in the middle!

Seeing this scene, the eyes of some fierce generals were all red.

"Damn it! Take my Fangtian painting halberd, I'm going to stab Qin Hui and Zhao Gou to death!!!" Lu Bu's eyes were red, and his murderous aura raged everywhere!
"I'm so pissed off, I'm really worthless for Marshal Yue, even though my Lu Bu strategy is not too high, but according to the previous picture, I believe that according to the prestige of Marshal Yue's Yue family army, if he raises his arms and overthrows the great Song, isn't that a matter of minutes?" Lu Bu said angrily.

Li Jing shook his head and said, "Fortunately, I was born in the Tang Dynasty and met a good monarch... But it's a pity that Marshal Yue died."

They are all commanding the army, even Lu Bu can see Yue Fei's fighting power and people's hearts, let alone the other generals, the emperor and the Southern Song Dynasty generals!
Han Shizhong's face was gloomy.

He rushed out in armor.

"Husband, where are you going?"

Han Shizhong only left one sentence, "Miansheng!"

Others don't know, doesn't he, Han Shizhong, know?

Throughout the Southern Song Dynasty, there were so many anti-Jin troops, but how many troops resisted the Jin people and even organized the Song army to counterattack the Jin people?
There is only one, the Great Song Yuefei, the Yue Family Army!

Moreover, regardless of other factors and disbelief in Yue Fei's loyalty, Yue Fei, who controlled five-sevenths of the world's army back then, did not rebel. How could he rebel at this moment?

Once he reverses, which army in Song Dynasty can stop him?
No!

And wherever he goes, will the people stop him?

will not!

But Yue Fei turned out to have such an ending, Han Shizhong was not angry, Han Shizhong was not convinced!

He wants a reason!
At this moment, Wanchao exploded!
Being famous will not be worth it, being famous will be angry!
[A generation of famous generals was framed tragically, but even though all the civil servants on Qin Hui's side searched, collected, and chased after rumors, they still couldn't find any evidence of Yue Fei's treason, not even a shred of it! 】

[The famous general Han Shizhong went to the prime minister's mansion to question Qin Hui, asking him what evidence he had, Qin Hui only replied three words, "No need!"]

"Fuck, I hear this stupid reason and get angry every time. It's unfounded, maybe there is, maybe not!" Zhu Di couldn't help but sprayed in the comment area.

"There is no excuse, this Da Song is really hopeless, this Da Song really disgusts me!"

"I thought that the Great Qin ruled by a tyrant was already bad, but the Great Song made us even more angry!" Chen Sheng and Wu Guang of the Qin Dynasty couldn't help but speak.

This kind of watching a generation of famous generals die makes them feel sad and indignant, making them uncomfortable!
"Heroes shouldn't die by their own hands!"

"Marshal Yue cannot die!"

In the Southern Song Dynasty, Yingtian Mansion, on the streets, the common people strenuously stepped out, they walked towards the palace, mighty and mighty!
They showed grief and indignation... They complained about Yue Fei!
On the projection, the Yue family's army moved. Under the leadership of Niu Gao, they marched towards Lin'an without resentment. Once this elite army moved, people from all walks of life did not dare to move!

"Kill! Rebelling against this Southern Song Dynasty, this treacherous official, this useless emperor, it's really annoying!"

"Support, Marshal Yue rebelled against the Song Dynasty, conquered the Jin people in the north, and regained the Central Plains!"

At this moment, countless people want to see the Yue family army attack Lin'an, save Yue Fei, and turn against this angry court!

However, on the projection, the Yue family army received a military order, a blood letter from Yue Fei, they were sad and angry, they roared, but they did not move after all.

This made everyone predict the ending of the No.6 commander of the Wanchao.

Yue Fei... is still going to die.

Even if there is no empirical evidence, why is there no reason to incriminate the crime?
He finally reneged on his promise, that sentence went straight to Huanglong, and drank with all the gentlemen, and finally turned into three big bowls before leaving.

On New Year's Eve, Yue Fei was escorted to the end of his life, Fengbo Pavilion!

In the sky, dense snowflakes fell and hit his body, icy and cold. Yue Fei, who was in shackles and handcuffs, stretched out his hands, holding the falling snowflakes, and he looked towards the sky.

The sky was overcast, with no light in sight.

In a daze, he seemed to see the journey of the past fifteen years.

Join the army, go to the battlefield, kill gold people, and reclaim lost land.

So real, so...wonderful!
Fifteen years, it seems like a moment.

Tigers and leopards are not to be feared, but people's hearts are to be feared. The enemy army is not to be feared, but treacherous crafty men are to be feared!
Every inch of a passionate dream is reduced to ashes.

But he suddenly felt great relief, the mountainous pressure seemed to be really relieved at this moment, he smiled, smiling calmly.

He looked to the northwest, his gaze seemed to penetrate time and space, that... was the direction of home.

Behind him, the executioner held up his cold sword that was shining with cold light.

In a trance, he seemed to see the people in his hometown of Tangyin, the hometown that belonged to his memory, uncles, aunts, and children.

They stood on the trail where he went to war, smiling and waving at him to welcome his triumphant return. His mother stood at the front, looking at him with a smile, her eyes tender.

After he walked in, the mother touched his head gently as before, and said to him: "Thank you, my good boy."

He knelt in his mother's arms, and cried the moment the sword fell behind him.

He has exhausted his life's blood, but he is still powerless.

In the end, I still failed to fulfill my wish, failed to regain the Central Plains, and still failed to go home, and still failed to go to the peaceful and prosperous world that I had dreamed of for fifteen years, the Qianqiu Mountains and Rivers.

The knife fell, and hot blood spattered out.

He took away a generation of famous generals through the ages, but at the same time, he also took away the last hope of Da Song!

The snow is getting heavier and heavier. This year's Song Dynasty seems to be different from usual. It seems to be colder and the sky is darker.