Rebirth of The Deer and the Cauldron, Wei Xiaobao Becomes a God

Zheng Ping saw the Shenji Battalion rushing towards him, and regardless of the severe pain in his body, he shouted at the top of his voice: "Fire! Fire quickly!"

The individual equipment of the Imperial Guards is the best in the Zheng army.

Although they did not have long-range heavy weapons like the Red Cannon and the General Cannon, they were equipped with the most advanced French cannons, rapid-fire guns and rockets at the time.

These weapons give the Royal Guards powerful combat capabilities.

In an instant, the two sides exchanged fire, shells poured down like raindrops, and the sound of artillery was deafening.

Although the number of the Imperial Guards was less than half of that of the Shenji Camp, with their advanced weapons and equipment, the two sides launched a fierce confrontation and it was difficult to determine the winner.

At this moment, a group of eunuchs shouted anxiously in the back: "Stop firing! Stop firing..."

Their voices echoed through the sky, trying to stop the fierce battle.

Zheng Jing's carriage had already arrived at the front gate.

When Zheng Ping saw the king coming and heard the eunuch asking him to stop firing, he immediately told his men to stop firing first.

Zheng Keshuang also heard the eunuchs' shouting and asked Liu Zihua to order a ceasefire.

Seeing that the warring parties had ceased fire, Zheng Jing ordered the eunuchs who were carrying the royal carriage to carry it out of the ruins of Qianmen and to the open space in front of Qianmen, between the two warring parties.

When the soldiers of the Imperial Guards and the Shenjin Camp saw the king arriving, they all knelt on one knee involuntarily and saluted Zheng Jing.

The eunuchs put the royal carriage down from their shoulders, and Zheng Jing sat sideways on the soft chair.

The eunuch took a few steps towards the Shenjiying camp and shouted, "Zheng Keshuang, the crown prince of Xuan, is here to see you..."

After hearing this, Zheng Keshuang asked Feng Xifan, who was standing beside him, with a guilty conscience, "Master, do you want to go over?"

"Go, why not? Master will accompany you!" Feng Xifan said.

The two men dismounted and stood ten meters in front of the king's carriage. They did not kneel down to salute, nor did they speak.

Zheng Jing glanced at him and signaled to the eunuch to let Zheng Keshuang come closer to talk.

"The king has ordered that the prince come forward and talk." The eunuch shouted to Zheng Keshuang.

Zheng Keshuang looked at Feng Xifan, Feng Xifan nodded, and the two walked towards the king's carriage together.

"What did you do to Zang'er?" Zheng Jing asked weakly.

"He wrote four lines of last words and committed suicide!" said Zheng Keshuang.

“Cough, cough, cough…” Zheng Jing coughed violently for a while, and finally recovered and asked, “What about those four sentences?”

"People laugh at me for being cheap, I laugh at others for not seeing it, I am laughed at by the world for once, I am buried in the sea of ​​fire and the fields are fertilized!" Zheng Keshuang recited carefully.

Hearing these four sentences, Zheng Jing's eyes widened, with an expression of shock and anger on his face. He clenched his fists tightly, and his body trembled slightly.

"What? He actually..." Zheng Jing murmured to himself, his voice full of pain and disappointment.

Zheng Keshuang looked at his father's reaction and felt a little nervous, but he continued to explain: "Father, he wrote these words and then set himself on fire. There is nothing we can do."

Zheng Jing was silent for a moment, tears streaming down his cheeks.

"My son, why are you so stupid!" Zheng Jing cried out in grief in his heart.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Zheng Jing coughed even more violently this time, with blood flowing from the corners of his mouth.

The eunuch tried to wipe him with a handkerchief, but was stopped by Zheng Jing.

"What are your intentions in leading your army into the palace today?" Zheng Jing, with a pale face, sat on the dragon throne and questioned Zheng Keshuang weakly.

When Zheng Keshuang heard his father's question, his mind went blank and he became dazed, not knowing how to answer.

Seeing this, Feng Xifan, who was standing by, quickly reached out and gently pinched Zheng Keshuang's thigh.

Zheng Keshuang finally came to his senses, his eyes becoming fierce and determined.

He gritted his teeth and said cruelly: "I beg you, father, to abdicate!"

"Cough, cough, cough..." As soon as he finished speaking, Zheng Jing started coughing violently again, as if his whole body was going to be coughed into pieces.

At this moment, a eunuch rushed out of the front door anxiously, shouting loudly: "Report..."

The eunuch standing nearby saw this and immediately shouted, "How unbecoming of you to be so flustered!"

Zheng Jing raised his head with difficulty and managed to squeeze out a few words: "Let him speak."

The eunuch panted and reported in a trembling voice: "Four huge ironclad warships bombarded our Shuntianfu port and artillery forts. More than 300 of our warships were annihilated by the ironclad warships, and the Shuntian navy suffered heavy casualties!"

After hearing this, Zheng Jing's face showed shock and despair, and then he started coughing violently again, and this time he coughed up a mouthful of black blood.

After a long time, Zheng Jing slowly recovered some strength. He looked at Zheng Keshuang and said in a cold tone: "Wei Xiaobao has arrived. This is all your fault. You should deal with it yourself!" After that, he closed his eyes, as if he had lost all hope.

"Father, please abdicate!" Zheng Keshuang shouted again when he saw Zheng Jing drowsy.

Zheng Jing might be too tired, his eyelids didn't even move.

Feng Xifan pinched Zheng Keshuang again and signaled him with his eyes to go forward and check.

Zheng Keshuang understood and stepped forward, but was stopped by the chief eunuch. Zheng Keshuang's face changed and he was about to get angry...

But Feng Xifan flicked his finger, and a seven-star bone-piercing needle shot into Da Tailin's forehead, and he fell to the ground instantly.

The other eunuchs were horrified and trembling when they saw this, but dared not say a word.

Zheng Keshuang finally understood and was filled with admiration for Feng Xifan.

Zheng Keshuang walked up to Zheng Jing and called softly, "Father..." Seeing that Zheng Jing did not respond, he reached out to feel his breath and found it was normal.

Zheng Keshuang's heart moved, he turned around to look at Feng Xifan, only to see the other party nodded slightly, with a hint of encouragement and expectation in his eyes.

Zheng Keshuang took a deep breath and secretly told himself that this was a rare opportunity. If he missed it, there would probably never be such a good opportunity again.

He decided to take a risk. Even if he failed, his master would be able to turn the tide.

Thinking of this, Zheng Keshuang no longer hesitated. He stretched out his right hand like a ferocious eagle and grabbed Zheng Jing's throat. His movements were swift and fierce. His five fingers tightly locked Zheng Jing's throat, and then squeezed it hard...

Zheng Jing's body suddenly trembled, and his eyes suddenly opened, revealing an expression of surprise and fear.

He tried to struggle, but Zheng Keshuang was too strong and he couldn't get away at all. Zheng Keshuang glared at Zheng Jing with gritted teeth, his eyes full of hatred and murderous intent.

Zheng Jing's throat made a gurgling sound, his face turned blue and purple, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth. His eyes gradually lost their vitality and finally became dull.

Zheng Keshuang let go of his hand, and Zheng Jing's body fell weakly on the king's soft chair. Zheng Keshuang was panting, and sweat was dripping on his forehead. He looked at his dead father in front of him, and his heart was filled with fear and relief.