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The battle to defend Kyoto has begun. Although 10,000+ troops from Changbai have besieged the inner city of Kyoto, the walls of the inner city are towering and the city gates are closed. some days.

The two sides were at a stalemate, but Mo Ke Shanyu was not in a hurry to attack the city. He was waiting for news from the Shuhai side. Once General Tuoba succeeded, Mo Ke Shanyu could attack the city freely.

A day later, Shu Hai sent a good news. Mo Ke Shanyu read it quickly and laughed loudly: "It's done! It's done! I will be able to rule the country soon, hahaha!"

Hearing this, the people in the tent knelt down to congratulate him.

"When will General Tuoba come to support?" Mo Kechan asked the soldiers who delivered the victory report with a smile.

"One day after the general departed, the army pulled out of the camp and set off, and it is estimated that they will arrive in three days," the man said, "Shanyu, here is another letter, Mr. Song asked the general to read it."

"Oh?" Mo Ke Shanyu took it over and read it. After a while, his eyes darkened a bit: "Since this is Song Cui's intention, then you will find a way to enter the inner city dressed as a Dachang soldier." , By the way..." Mo Ke Shanyu suddenly remembered something: "Take Song Jing with you and send them in together."

The person who sent the good news was just a little general delivering the news, he didn't know the reason, so he nodded.

An hour later, the general who delivered the letter changed into Dachang's military uniform, took Song Cui's autographed letter and tokens, and dragged Song Jing's carriage into the capital.

Mo Keshan rode on his horse and saw him go in, so he ordered with a serious face, "Send the order, the army is repaired, and attack the city in the afternoon."

The deputy general was stunned for a moment, and said: "Shan Yu, didn't you mean to wait for General Tuoba to return?"

"Do you know what was written in the letter Song Cui sent?" Mo Ke Shanyu asked.

"Subordinates don't know."

"He sent people to the capital to report to Zhou Xuan, saying that Shuhai was a great victory, and he would come from Shuhai with his army in a few days, so Zhou Xuan should not worry." Mo Ke Shanyu said lightly: "If the news is really passed Send it to Zhou Xuan, the person inside may not even know how his country was destroyed, Song reminded this person, his heart is too cruel."

"So Shan Yu sent Song Jing in together?" The deputy general was puzzled: "If Emperor Dachang saw Song Jing, if he was not stupid, most of Song Cui's plot would be guessed. Shan Yu, if the people in the city have If you have the backbone, you will definitely resist desperately, which will increase the difficulty for us to capture Kyoto in vain."

"Take it as my last respect to this twilight dynasty." Mo Keshan raised his eyes: "Song Cui is undoubtedly a despicable villain. I don't know how Zhou Xuan was deceived by him, but I don't want to A Zhou Xuan, it's time to give him a little shock."

When Zhou Xuan heard that Song Cui had sent a messenger, he quickly asked someone to come in. The man knelt down and handed the letter Song Cui had written to Zhou Xuan.

Zhou Xuan couldn't wait to take it apart and looked at it. After a while, he raised his head and laughed, excited: "We won! We won the Shuhai! Song Cui is now rushing to the capital with the army, Zhong Sheng, I I said before, Song Cui will definitely not let me down, hahaha."

Zhong Sheng also showed joy on his face after hearing this, only Amu, who was standing behind Zhou Xuan, looked suffocated, lowered his eyelids, and didn't know what he was talking about, Zhou Xuan was still immersed in excitement, when he heard a weak voice outside the door. He shouted at the top of his voice: "Zhou Xuan! You are a foolish king! You are a foolish king! You mistakenly believed in Song Cui and killed me all over the house! Now the country will not be a country! The capital of Dachang will soon be trampled to pieces by Changting's cavalry! You are a sinner of Dachang ! You are Dachang's sinner!"

Every sentence of that voice seemed to be soaked with blood, and it was extremely ear-piercing in people's ears. Zhou Xuan suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, and he asked, "Who is talking outside?"

"It's Song Jing..." The messenger suddenly thought of something, suddenly opened his eyes wide, struggled for a moment, bit the poison hidden in his mouth, and died on the spot.

The general who sent the letter suddenly understood at this moment that if Shan Yu asked him to send Song Jing, his identity as the spy of the court would be found out, so he chose to kill himself first.

Looking at the man lying in front of him, Zhou Xuan felt dizzy, and said in a deep voice, "Go and bring Song Jing in."

Zhong Sheng hurriedly let two strong eunuchs go out and dragged Song Jing off the carriage.Song Jing was stationed at the frontier, was captured by Mo Ke Shanyu and Song Cui, and was then trapped in the Changting Court. He was humiliated, his legs were smashed, and his hands were cut off. He is completely useless at this moment. His hair is disheveled, skinny, with protruding eyes covered with bloodshot eyes, and his face is full of red, swollen and festered scars. If he didn't say that he is Song Jing, no one else would recognize him.Like a ghost crawling out of hell, he fell down on the ground, stared at Zhou Xuan viciously, and laughed nervously. Enough of laughing, he stared at Zhou Xuan firmly, his eyes full of respect for the emperor of Dachang. His hatred, disappointment and pity: "Zhou Xuan, Zhou Xuan, from the day you ascended the throne, you said that you would let Dachang straighten his back, and that he would no longer have to make peace with relatives. You despise my father's soft government. It’s cowardly for a woman to get married, but look, what have you done! Dachang is about to end, and Moke’s 10,000+ army has already surrounded the capital with water.”

"He won't succeed." Zhou Xuan was guilty of seeing Song Jing's eyes, and he turned his head: "Dachang has already captured Shuhai, and now Dachang's hundreds of thousands of troops are rushing back for reinforcements. At that time, Moke and His army was broken."

After Song Jing listened, he laughed mockingly: "What are you still dreaming of in Spring and Autumn! Who told you that Dachang has hundreds of thousands of troops?! Oh, I see, did this person tell you just now? He has What evidence? A letter? Written by Song Cui? Zhou Xuan, you are stupid! Stupid! Do you know who Song Cui is? Everything today is part of his plan! Your so-called hundreds of thousands of Dachang troops have long since died, and were wiped out by him and the Changting Tuoba army! Just when Liu Shibang led Dachang's hundreds of thousands of troops That night in Shuhai, Song Cui and Chang Ting's army cooperated inside and outside, and killed hundreds of thousands of Dachang's men!"

Song Jing was tortured in the Changting Prison. Apart from the wounds on his body, those people told him everything, killing people, killing his family members, and the imminent destruction of the motherland. If Song Jing hadn’t Thinking that one day he would be able to come back and tear away Song Cui's mask, he could not bear the humiliation and died in the Changting prison.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Zhou Xuan interrupted Song Jing sharply. Panting heavily, he told himself over and over again that Song Jing was talking nonsense. This person came back from Changting, so maybe he was a spy. Sowing discord: "What evidence do you have for saying this? You are only saying this to break the relationship between me and Song Cui! Your Song family is collaborating with the enemy and treason, why should I trust you?"

"Evidence?" Song Jing smiled: "Isn't today's situation evidence?! Climb up the wall to see the hundreds of thousands of Changting troops approaching the city, Zhou Xuan, you are so stupid, listen to slander, Killing Zhongliang, appointing spies, resorting to military force, acting on one's own will, not listening to advice, you are not worthy to be emperor, you are a sinner of Dachang, a sinner of all ages."

Zhou Xuan's hands hanging by his side trembled slightly, he turned his head to look at A Mu who was standing silently, and asked him: "You grew up with Song Cui, I ask you, what did he say? Is it real?"

Amu lowered his head, and a dull voice came: "The grass people don't know, the grass people only know that the young master asked the grass people to protect the safety of His Majesty."

"Say!" Zhou Xuan drew out the sword beside him and pressed it against Amu's chest, with a grim expression on his face: "Otherwise I will kill you if I leave first!"

Amu frowned, remembering that Song Cui's order to him was to protect Zhou Xuan, but he didn't say much else. He thought for a moment, moved his body, and jumped aside in an instant, and then slowly said: "Your Majesty, it's a done deal, but The grassroots will keep His Majesty safe."

Zhou Xuan only felt dizzy, he no longer had the strength to hold the sword, he didn't know what feeling was in his body now, was it hatred?Is it hopeless?Is it pain?Still regret it?

His head seemed to be punched hard, he didn't even have time to think too much, he actually wanted to laugh, wanted to laugh hard and without any scruples.

He started laughing, his eyes were red from laughing, and his voice was exhausted.

He told Song Cui over and over again to trust him, trust him, trust him.

Even if he said he was a spy, even if he clearly wanted to deal with Song Zhe, even if he sent up the evidence of Song Jing's treason in a short time, even if his reasons for persuading him to transfer troops could not stand scrutiny, Zhou Xuan still believed him easily. up.

It's not that Zhou Xuan didn't think that Song Cui was lying to him, but he looked at him so sincerely, he cared so seriously for him, and his eyes were full of love.

Stupid, so stupid, so stupid.

Song Jing was right.

Having laughed enough, he couldn't laugh any more. He opened the door and looked at the land he loved so much.

At this moment, Zhou Xuan felt what was on his back.

His body was so cold, but his уиуаи Feib's mind was extremely clear.

He waved his hand, and the person from the dark fragrance came out from the dark place, Zhou Xuan said: "Take this person," Zhou Xuan pointed at Amu: "Kill him."

Although Amu's martial arts were high, Anxiang was killed with more than a dozen people together.

Seeing the direction of Amu's blood flow, Zhou Xuan said again: "Zhong Sheng, call the ministers to the study immediately, I have something to say."

He no longer dared to call me.

He doesn't deserve it.

After the words fell, an exclamation came from outside: "It's not good! Changting is beating drums and fighting outside the city!!!!"

Time is running out.

Zhou Xuan could only take out the jade seal, tore off a piece of bright yellow cloth from the hem of his shirt, wrapped it up, and tied it to Song Jing's body.

"I am a sinner of Dachang, but Dachang cannot be destroyed in my hands. You take Yuxi and the youngest son of the royal family, and you leave from the secret passage of the palace. This secret passage leads to the southeast. After you go out, go southeast all the way. Let's go, when I transferred the army, I didn't transfer the southeast coastal garrison because the distance was too far. Although this army can't resist the Changting, they are familiar with naval warfare and can withstand the Changting for a while. This jade seal can command the remaining troops of Dachang. Dachang depends on you, this time, choose a good emperor."

Song Jing's hands are gone, he can only use his remaining arms to hug the package tied to his body: "What about you?"

"Me?" Zhou Xuan picked up the sword that fell on the ground, his eyes were firm and stern: "I am not worthy to be king, but I am a descendant of the Zhou family, Song Jing, if Dachang can rise again, I will not enter Huangling after death, and will not enjoy Consecrated, recorded in the history books in the future, let them warn future generations, Mingde Emperor Zhou Xuan, the sinner of Dachang, and your descendants, take this as a warning."

After speaking, he got up and strode out.

Zhong Sheng hurriedly followed, Zhou Xuan heard footsteps behind him, turned around, looked at him, and said, "Zhong Sheng, follow Song Jing and the others."

"Your servant will not leave," Zhong Sheng shook his head, "Your Majesty has been with you all your life, and even after your death, you will serve Your Majesty."

"Go," Zhou Xuan looked at him quietly: "This is the last time I order you, go, take Shibang's wife and children with you, this is what I promised him, to protect his wife and children."

Zhong Sheng opened his mouth, but with tears in his eyes, he retreated step by step.

Zhou Xuan defended for three days with a small number of defenders.

Three days later, he saw smoke rising from the south, and hundreds of thousands of Changting troops arrived for reinforcements.

It was the Changting army, not his Dachang men.

From a long distance, he saw Song Cui riding a horse ahead.

Holding his long sword high, Zhou Xuan roared, "Defend Kyoto to the death! Defend the capital to the death! Defend the capital to the death!"

There were only a few dozens of Dachang men behind him, but their voices resounded through the sky.

As soon as the words fell, his chest was pierced by an arrow, and his yellow armor was stained red with blood donation.

He fell from the tower.

Before the battle, Mo Ke Shanyu retracted his bow, raised the spear beside him and handed it to the lieutenant general: "Go, nail the body of Emperor Dachang to the city wall."

With Mo Ke standing behind him and before the smoke and dust, Song Cui witnessed Zhou Xuan's fall with his own eyes.

He raised the whip and lashed the horse's butt harder and harder, but the seemingly short distance still made him feel like he had run for a long, long time.

It was long enough for him to see the lieutenant next to Mo Keshan drop Zhou Xuan on the city wall, pass a spear through his chest, and nail him to the smoke-blackened city wall.

Yin Hong's blood donation snaked down the cracks in the city wall, staining half of the wall and Zhou Xuan's bright yellow armor red.

Song Cui's horse ran under the city wall and died on the spot, exhausted, and he also fell off the horse. When he fell, the spear on the ground pierced his arm.

He didn't care about anything, he pulled out the gun and threw it away, letting the blood seep from the blood hole on his arm, he raised his head, his voice trembling: "Xuan..."

Song Cui was speechless, because he saw that the lips of the emperor who was nailed to the city wall were still moving slightly, he still had his last breath, his eyes were wide open, as if the eye sockets were about to tear Cracked, the eyeballs are about to shoot out from inside.

But he didn't say anything in the end, the blood filled his mouth, he glanced at Song Cui with his blood-weeping eyes, and then looked to the southeast.

Emperor Mingde of Dachang died with his eyes open just like that.

Song Cui stood under the city wall, dumbfounded like a child.