The Eight Winds of Rebirth

Now that Zhao Yuan's plan was known to Luan Yu, he looked at the sky, and calculated that the Shenwu Army should be able to break through a city and come to support him, so Zhao Yuan sank into his dantian, put aside his procrastination, and prepared to fight quickly quick decision.

And when Zhao Yuan really planned to kill him, Luan Yu realized the gap in force between himself and him, and how much strength Zhao Yuan had reserved to paralyze him in the previous period.

However, after a few light swings, the sword in Luan Yu's hand was sent flying far away. Zhao Yuan pulled up her figure, and with a light leap, she directly kicked Luan Yu's chest and kicked Yu Linjun's right hand. The lieutenant kicked him two or three feet away, then without waiting for the opponent to catch his breath, he moved up again, swiping his long sword lightly, and pierced straight down at his throat!

"...Pfft!", scarlet liquid splashed out, staining the corner of Zhao Yuan's pale robe with blood, Luan Yu stared at the person in front of him in disbelief, as if he didn't understand himself Half-life conceited, why he was sent to hell so easily, it seems that his previous self-satisfaction and the confrontation between the two were just a joke.

Zhao Yuan was too lazy to appreciate the other party's unwillingness to die. He heard the sound of swift horseshoes in the distance, raised his head, and saw a black shadow faintly flying by the dark sky. After circling for a while, it landed on Zhao Yuan. On the dead tree in front of the kite.

It is a pheasant.

Zhao Yuan untied the bamboo tube from the bird's claw, opened the note inside, and saw that her already lonely complexion was condensed with a layer of frost. There were only three words on the paper - Shimen Temple, but the word It was written in blood, and Zhao Yuan was most familiar with that handwriting.

Zhao Yuan was in a trance, the Yulin Army around him lost all their space because of the fall of the main general Luan Yu, and the next moment they ushered in a surprise attack from the Shenwu Army who came to support, and the scene was chaotic for a while.

It was Vice-General Wang who brought the people, and Yizheng was also there. Vice-General Wang notified Zhao Yuan of the enemy's situation. They came from a county a little closer to the capital, and it took a day and a night to finally arrive. The two groups of Habayashi Army's stragglers are now planning to go back to the southeast in one go, along Mosong to Bufang, and then go deep into Jiwan, and completely wipe out the remaining troops of the Habayashi Army.

Originally, Zhao Yuan was here, so he should lead the troops, but Zhao Yuan shook her head.

"Luan Yu is dead, and the Yulin Army has no leader. If the Shenwu Army can gather together smoothly, this battle will only become smoother."

"Sixth son, where are you going?" Yizheng heard that Zhao Yuan's words had the intention of retreating. When he saw the note in his hand, he hurriedly snatched it up. When he saw it with Vice General Wang, he felt the same feeling in his heart. Not good.

Deputy General Wang said: "Since that's the case, you can go, sixth son, the last general will definitely be able to bring back a victory for the general and you."

Yizheng also said anxiously: "I'll go with you!"

Zhao Yuan thought for a moment, then nodded.

The troops he had brought before were running out in the past few hours. Vice General Wang gave Zhao Yuan another 5 people, and he continued to march eastward with the remaining 5 people to join Vice General Shang. "

Zhao Yuan didn't delay any longer, quickly took Yi Zheng, turned the horse's head, and returned to the capital.

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On the other side, Gu Xiangtan heard the noisy roar outside gradually receding, and Mou Fei and Bi Fu also came back to report that most of the Yulin army had evacuated here with General Yuguo, and about a hundred people were still standing guard. Outside the Shimen Temple, but almost all of the Shimen Temple was bathed in raging fire. The barn where Gu Xiangtan and others lived was by a lotus pond in order to escape the catastrophe.

But despite this, thick smoke and dust continued to drift in through the gap during this period, almost suffocating the people inside.But Gu Xiangtan and the others had no choice but to try their best to take care of the little emperor and grandson, and waited and waited until they heard the sound of the collapse of the Daxiong Palace not far away, and waited until the last bit of the Habayashi army thought that the Lingfo had been buried because of the fire. In the sea of ​​fire, after searching for nothing for a while, he followed the star tiger and left. When the Shimen Temple was almost burnt down and the fire was slowly extinguished, Yan Fang led Gu Xiangtan and his party to push open the door. Walked out slowly.

The sky is already bright, and the dark morning light covers the earth, and sparks burst out from time to time on both sides. Looking around, there are ruins and ruins on all sides, scorched and scattered.

"We have to leave here quickly, lest the Yulin army find out that something is wrong and go back again." Fu Yalian said.

Since Chen Cai didn't send anyone to look for them, the imperial city might not be completely calm yet, and they couldn't go back. While everyone was hesitating, Gu Xiangtan said, "Go east."

The rest of the people didn't think about it, and naturally agreed, so the group walked eastward like this, and walked for a while after walking, until the sun rose high, until they heard the sound of galloping horses' hooves ahead, filling the sky. Dust and smoke billowed, huge banners covered the sky and sun, and flew with the wind.

Zhao Yuan urged the horsewhip ferociously, and let the unicorn sprint on all fours. From a distance, he saw several figures standing on the official road in front of him, and without waiting for a closer look, he recognized the frontmost person out.

Gu Xiangtan was holding a child in his arms, silently watching Zhao Yuan approaching.

Zhao Yuan looked at Gu Xiangtan in a mess, with black and gray spots on his face, and asked in a deep voice, "Where is he?"

Zhao Ze, who had been sullen and silent, replied, "It's in the north! Give me a horse, and I'll go too!"

Zhao Yuan remained silent, and Yizheng beside him said: "There are no other horses, I will give you half."

Zhao Ze didn't care too much, and rolled over and sat behind Yizheng neatly after listening.

Gu Xiangtan said: "In the upper reaches of the Lian River."

Zhao Yuan met Gu Xiangtan's eyes, and saw the darkness inside, his heart tightened suddenly, and he said coldly: "Wait for me." Then, he led the crowd to the place Gu Xiangtan said, and hurried away.

The next time suddenly became extremely fast. They found a farmhouse and fed some rice cereal to the emperor and grandson. The child kept burning, but fortunately, there were some local methods in the village, so they boiled some rice to keep out the cold. Zhao Su's wound was re-treated with some herbal medicine. Although there was no immediate effect, it at least slowed down the worsening injury.

And until the sun went down again, and the twilight rose, Gu Xiangtan and the others finally looked forward to Chen Cai.

Since coming here, Gu Xiangtan has always stood by the door without saying a word, looking firmly to the north.

When Chen Cai heard about General Yuguo, she naturally wanted to bring someone to support her. Gu Xiangtan asked them to bring back the sick emperor's grandson, the seriously injured Zhao Su, and the master, and she wanted to go with Chen Cai.

Chen Cai was not willing to put Lingfo in danger, but Gu Xiangtan was very persistent. Chen Cai looked at his tens of thousands of soldiers, Chen Xi was dead, and it took him another day to finally defeat the forbidden troops in the palace. Then they brought the rest of the imperial army to come non-stop. This time, their numbers are already superior, so they don't have to be afraid of Xingxinghu anymore.

In the end, Gu Xiangtan followed Chen Cai to the north, and Bi Fu, Mou Fei and Yan Fang also followed. A group of soldiers rode away for an hour, and finally saw the traces of the army. The group, lying down or lying down, included the corpses of the Habayashi Army and the Imperial Army Army. More and more of them walked, stretching for hundreds of feet, and finally piled up almost into a mountain, and the ground was scarlet.

However, after passing by, there are rows of Shenwu soldiers in full outfit. They looked at the front of the road together silently. There was a man standing there, wearing a silver armor, standing by the river, with the rolling Lianhe River at his feet, coming and going. The gusty wind blew the corners of his robe, making the back look cold and empty for no reason.

Gu Xiangtan got off his horse, paused, and then slowly walked towards that person.

Every time he took a step, the blood on his face faded a little. The day and night of running around in fear, and wandering back and forth on the line of life and death, almost exhausted all of Gu Xiangtan's mind. At this moment, he only felt that his hands and feet were not his own. , his face was already too white, but when he stopped beside Zhao Yuan, his whole face was almost ashen.

Gu Xiangtan saw that there was another person in front of Zhao Yuan. That person was sitting with his back leaning against a big tree, with one leg bent and one hand resting on his knee, while the other leg was submerged in the surging ripples. In the river, he held a long halberd in the other hand. Nearly ten inches of the halberd's body was inserted into the soil, as if to prevent himself from being washed away by the swift river. Her hair fell down, covering the expression on her face.

This is an extremely unrestrained posture, as casual and unrestrained as smiling at the beautiful scenery of the river, except that the armor on this person's body is in tatters, and almost no part of the exposed part is good, and the flesh is rolled and knife wounds are everywhere. The soil around the trees was stained bright red.

Gu Xiangtan just looked at the man quietly. After a long time, Zhao Yuan finally moved. He took off his helmet and threw it aside, then stepped forward and squatted down, carefully pulling out the halberd from the ground. .

As soon as the body of the halberd was loosened, the fixed body of the man could no longer sit still and fell straight forward. Zhao Yuan caught it and called softly: "Zhao Ze."

A person quickly ran out from the camp at the side, holding the green dragon halberd tremblingly in his hand.

Zhao Yuan, on the other hand, straightened the crooked helmet and armor for that person, and tied his long hair back up again. Gu Xiangtan saw the other person's face was calm and his eyes were slightly closed, as if he had fallen asleep.

Zhao Yuan carried the man on her shoulders and said softly: "Fourth Brother, let's go back," and then said to Gu Xiangtan again: "Go back..."

Gu Xiangtan looked at the backs of Zhao Yuan and Zhao Ze, and at the surging water of the Lianhe River in front of him. After a while, he turned around and left the place, but his eyes were dark, and his hands and feet were not as soft as his own. An idea struggled to support it.

The rest of the soldiers picked out all the soldiers of the imperial army from the pile of corpses, put them on their horses, and brought them back to the capital together.

……

In the 15th year of Zongzheng, in autumn, the three kings, Zhao Dian, rebelled. On August 13th and 15th, the forbidden army invaded the Forbidden Palace of Daye, and was wiped out by Cao Qin, the imperial general, and Chen Cai, the deputy commander. In the twelve counties of the state, [-] Shenwu troops surrounded them one by one and defeated [-] Yulin troops. The three kings and one faction were strangled to death, and Mu Wang and his son were detained pending trial.

The entire Yubayashi Army was wiped out, [-] of the Imperial Army were killed and [-] surrendered, and over [-] were killed and injured by the Imperial Army and the Shenwu Army. Among them, the most shocking thing was that Prince Zhao Mian was assassinated in Chengfeng Palace by thieves, and Imperial General Cao Qin died. The battlefield, and the largest temple in Beijing, Shimen Temple, together with the three hundred monks in it, turned into fly ash overnight.

On the same day as the funeral of General Yuguo, the seventh son Zhao Ze rushed into the dungeon with a sharp sword in his hand, beheading the dying third son Zhao Jie directly.

Since then, Emperor Zongzheng has never been ill.