Dust and noise were rising. The residual heat of the purple-gold fire in the western suburbs continued to rise, making people sweat profusely. In the distance, a unique scream of an eagle armor taking off was heard. The no-fly net had not yet completely failed, but the Western army could not wait any longer and used countless eagle armors to test the law.

This Western army was first delayed for more than a month by Gu Yun, and then blocked by the Nine-Gate City Defense and the No-Fly Network. Every day's consumption was extremely huge, and every day's futility was also damaging the patience of the distant Western countries for this Far East expedition that had been planned for more than ten years.

Chang Geng grabbed Monk Ran and said quickly, "Listen to me, that person can't be a servant or a palace maid. We have checked the people around Li Feng more than once. Besides, the previous dynasty was defeated by flatterers. Our dynasty has never allowed eunuchs to seize power. No matter what, the emperor would not be so absurd as to hand over the affairs of Jinghua Garden to eunuchs... It is even more impossible that it is an important official in the court. The news of Han Qi's departure from the palace has caused panic in the court. Everyone said that the emperor was going to run away, but Li Feng kept suppressing his emotions until Han Qi was about to come back. He personally revealed the news to me. Even if he intended to pass the throne to me..."

Monk Liangran looked at him blankly.

Chang Geng murmured, "My brother, the emperor, doesn't trust military commanders in times of peace, and doesn't trust civil officials in times of war. Who could it be? Who else?"

The Buddhist beads that were unconsciously spinning in Liangran's hand stopped, and then he suddenly took a breath of cold air. The face of this eminent monk who seemed like the reincarnation of Udumbara suddenly became as ugly as a dead person.

Chang Geng turned his heavy eyes towards him and said word by word: "The Huguo Temple is in the western suburbs."

At this moment, a stray bullet landed beside the two of them. Chang Geng and Liao Ran were knocked to the ground by the gust of air. Chang Geng staggered and barely stood still, but the Buddhist beads on the monk's neck broke apart.

The old wooden beads rolled everywhere in the messy world.

Chang Geng grabbed Ran by the collar and lifted up the stumbling monk, "Get up, let's go. If I kill the wrong person, it's my fault!"

Le Ran shook his head instinctively. He thought that after years of practice, he had seen through the sorrows and joys of the world. Until this moment - the end of the Dharma and the encounter with the devil, he discovered that the emptiness of the four elements was just a self-righteous illusion.

Chang Geng pushed Monk Liao Ran aside and said to the white-faced monk with a frightened look, "I am not afraid of karma. I will take care of it. Master, please don't stop me or blame me."

When he was still innocent, he had already suffered all the evil that could befall him in this world. There was nothing in the Avici Hell in the world that could make him fearful.

Chang Geng: "I'll go borrow a few people from my adoptive father."

Monk Liangran stood there in a daze, and saw that the young Prince made a special gesture to him. He turned his thumb back and made a slight downward motion. The wide sleeves of the Prince's royal robe passed through the air, and a silver line flashed on the sleeves, like a silver dragon shining on the river - If the world is at peace, we are willing to fish, farm, and study, and wander around the rivers and lakes.

Liaoran was shaking all over. After a long while, he trembled and put his palms together, bowing to Chang Geng - If the prosperous era is about to collapse and the abyss is at our doorstep, we should prepare for it even at the cost of our lives.

This path is called "Linyuan".

Chang Geng laughed softly: "Fake monk."

After saying that, he turned and ran towards the city gate.

Suddenly, tears started pouring down my face.

If you don’t know the suffering, you won’t believe in gods or Buddhas.

The only remaining Black Eagle had already flown into the air. Gu Yun concentrated all the firepower of the entire capital city and attacked the city with a desperate momentum, with heavy armor on standby at the city gate.

It was the first time that Chang Geng saw Gu Yun abandon his light fur coat and wear heavy armor. His pale face seemed to be coated with a layer of dark iron color by the heavy armor.

Hearing the guards announce that King Yanbei had arrived, Gu Yun suddenly turned around, his expression even uglier than when he pulled out the arrow. He quickly stepped forward and grabbed Chang Geng's arm through his armor: "Why are you back again?"

"What's going on?" Chang Geng asked, "The Westerners are getting anxious, how are you going to defend?"

Gu Yun did not answer, but dragged him to the city. His answer was in silence - what else could he do? He could only defend to the death.

"What happened to Commander Han Qi is definitely not accidental. Someone close to Li Feng must have rebelled," Chang Geng said. "Foster father, give me a team of personal soldiers. I will go and solve the hidden dangers in the city. Otherwise, they will work together from inside and outside. It will only be a matter of time before the city is breached..."

"Chang Geng," Gu Yun's expression, which always looked a bit frivolous, calmed down, "Your Highness, I will send a team of personal soldiers to escort you away. Please take care on the way and don't come back."

Without internal and external support, the fall of the city may only be a matter of time.

Chang Geng's eyebrows jumped. He intuitively felt that this "departure" meant more than just sending him into the city.

At this moment, a loud bang came from behind. The foreigners fired a heavy artillery at the city wall. The city gate, which had been solid for hundreds of years, began to tremble. The mottled outer wall fell off miserably, revealing the inner support made of black iron and the interlocking iron gears, like a face with its skin peeled off, revealing a hideous and bloody face.

A torn-off black eagle fell beside him. Gu Yun used his heavy armor to hold Chang Geng in his arms. The shattered boulders fell behind him with a crash. The broken sand splashed on the black iron, making a clanging sound.

The two were so close that their breaths almost intertwined - ever since Chang Geng had deliberately avoided suspicion, such an intimate moment seemed to have never happened again. Gu Yun's breath was burning hot, and it was unclear whether he had a fever, but his eyes were still sharp and clear.

"What did the emperor say to you when he came here just now?" Gu Yun said quickly in his ear, "Do as he says, go!"

When Li Feng came over, Gu Yun was still unconscious, and the two of them didn't even meet.

For many years, this king and his minister had been speculating and suspicious of each other under the deliberate whitewashing of peace. However, at the last moment, they both understood what the other was thinking.

Chang Geng's pupils shrank slightly, and he suddenly pulled down Gu Yun's neck, who was in heavy armor, and kissed his cracked lips regardless.

This was the first time he tasted Gu Yun when both of them were sober. It was too hot... It seemed to spontaneously combust, with a messy smell of blood. Chang Geng's heart was beating so fast that it was about to burst, but it was not because of the false sweetness in the legends of love and romance. It was as if a wildfire that could destroy the world was burning in his heart, raging in his mortal body, almost breaking out, sweeping through the present and future of the country's destruction and the family's ruin.

This moment seemed to last for hundreds of generations, yet it seemed to last less than a blink of an eye.

Gu Yun forcibly pushed him off his body. The power of the heavy black iron armor was beyond human resistance, but he did not get angry with Chang Geng, nor did he push Chang Geng aside indiscriminately.

He simply loosened his iron hand very gently and placed Chang Geng two steps away.

Throwing aside thousands of shackles and human ethics, can the burning affection in desperate situations move his iron heart?

If he was ready to die on the city wall, then could the last person who depended on him in this life make him feel that there was not nothing behind him before he died?

Is that a consolation?

Or...will it make him laugh and cry?

At that moment, probably no one could see any clues from Gu Yun's handsome face.

Chang Geng stared at him and said calmly, "Zi Xi, I still have to go cut off the inner support in the city, so I won't stay here with you. If you make any mistakes today..."

When he said this, he seemed to smile and shook his head. He felt that the words "I will never live alone" were too weak to say, and would be laughed at by Gu Yun, but this was not an empty statement - should he live in disgrace and spend his whole life with Wuergu?

He doesn't have that much hatred towards me.

Gu Yun took a deep breath and shouted, "Old Tan!"

A black eagle roared down from the sky. It was Tan Hongfei.

Gu Yun: "Select a team of light cavalry soldiers to escort the prince.

After he said that, he went up the city wall without looking back.

The fire arrows on the white rainbow rose into the sky in unison and collided violently with the incoming Western Eagle Armor - this was the last batch of fire arrows sent by Lingshuyuan.

The enemy used human flesh as ladders and sunk corpses as bridges, and they fought one after another, regardless of the consequences.

A Western Eagle used the corpses of its companions that were blown up in the air as a cover, and blatantly crossed the white rainbow fire wall on the city wall, and suddenly fired a long cannon into the city, landing on the Qiyuan Tower. The Western Eagle was then hit by a Black Eagle, whose iron wing on one side had failed, and thick smoke was billowing behind it. It had no sword or knife on its body, and could only hold the enemy's shoulders tightly, and fell from the air together.

Before it fell to the ground, the overloaded golden box exploded, and the short sparks swallowed the Black Eagle and the Western Eagle Armor in one gulp.

perish together.

The "Star-Picking Platform" in the Qiyuan Tower shook twice and collapsed with a loud bang. At this time and place, all that could be seen in the Yunmeng Grand View were ruins and debris.

The century-long prosperity of Beijing and the eternal dream on the red walls and golden tiles fell to the ground along with the rotten glass... and turned into ashes.

The Golden Palace was in chaos. Zhu Xiaojiao stumbled and fell to Li Feng's feet, crying, "Your Majesty, the Nine Gates are about to be breached, Your Majesty please move! I have asked my adopted son to prepare the carriage and casual clothes outside the North Gate. There are still 130 guards in the palace, and they will escort Your Majesty to break through at the risk of their lives..."

Li Feng kicked him down and said, "Get lost, you dog slave! Bring me the imperial sword!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Guo hurriedly bowed down and said, "Your Majesty, please think twice. As long as our emperor is safe and sound, the country will be safe. There will be no future..."

An imperial guard brought the imperial sword to Li Feng. Li Feng drew the sword and stabbed it, knocking off Wang Guojiu's official hat.

Li Feng strode out of the hall.

Zhu Xiaojiao crawled and rolled after the emperor. The panicked six ministries and nine officials seemed to have found their leader and involuntarily followed Li Feng out. At the north gate, Zhu Xiaojiao's adopted son was pushed aside by the palace guards and shouted at Zhu Xiaojiao anxiously.

Zhu Xiaojiao said in a tiptoe voice: "How bold! How daring!"

After all, he was a favorite of the emperor, so after a moment's hesitation, the guards let the two concubines rush in. At this moment, Master Liaochi from the Huguo Temple came towards them, followed by a group of people who looked like warrior monks, and walked in front of Li Feng.

Li Feng's expression eased a little, but before he could greet Master Chi, one of Zhu Xiaojiao's godsons suddenly raised his head, his timid face full of murderous intent. He followed Zhu Xiaojiao and was just five steps away from Emperor Long'an, and opened his mouth and blew out a blowpipe.

No one expected this sudden change, and everyone was shocked for a moment.

In a flash, Zhu Xiaojiao screamed, and her fat body rolled over, hitting Li Feng's back hard, blocking the fatal blow for him. Li Feng staggered and almost fell into Zhu Xiaojiao's arms. He turned around in shock and anger, and saw Zhu Xiaojiao's eyes were wide, as if she still couldn't believe that her obedient godson would become an assassin. Her body twitched like a puppet, and she died without a sound.

Li Feng's breathing stopped for a moment. At this moment, he heard a Buddhist chant. Before Emperor Long'an could feel the grief, he felt a cold hand pressing on his neck - Master Le Chi had an iron claw on his hand tucked into his sleeve. The strange hand that could easily crush stones strangled Emperor Long'an's fragile neck, and the imperial sword fell to the ground with a clang.

All the officials and guards were stunned. Jiang Chong, a weak scholar who couldn't even tie a chicken, got the courage from nowhere. He stepped forward and shouted, "Abbot, are you crazy?"

Liao Chi raised his face that had been sad for decades and looked at him, smiling: "Amitabha, I am not crazy, Lord Jiang, when Emperor Wu was aggressive and used the neighbors in the four regions to sharpen the black iron sword, you were probably not born yet."

Jiang Chong: “What…”

A "warrior monk" behind Lechi stepped forward and said something to Lechi that Jiang Chong couldn't understand. Then several heavy armored warriors came out from all directions and stood behind the monks.

The Minister of the Honglu Temple nearby exclaimed, "Japanese!"

Le Chi smiled and said, "Emperor Wu issued a gold melting order, and my entire family of sixteen people died at the hands of the Black Crow. I was the only one who lived in poverty and drifted to your country. Thanks to the amnesty issued by the old Marquis Gu and the eldest princess when they got married, I was able to gain freedom and end my worldly ties. Since then, I have been accompanied by green lamps and yellow books, and have worked hard for forty-six years, and finally I have achieved this day."

Li Feng's throat was strangled, and his voice was intermittent: "You... are the descendant of the purple gold smuggling bandits who deserved to be put to death!"

"Bandits." Le Chi repeated with a fake smile, "That's right, it's all Zi Liujin's fault - the emperor is hard-hearted and hard-mouthed, I wonder if his bones are the same. Then please move to Hongtou Yuan and follow me."

Li Feng: "I..."

"Your Majesty is a devout believer in Buddha," Liao Chi said, "There is no difference between believing in Buddha and believing in me."

After saying that, he pushed Li Feng directly onto a red-headed kite and ordered his men to hang the Panlong flag on the imperial chariot on the tail of the red-headed kite.

"Cut the ropes and release the red-headed kite," Liao Chi said, "Spread the word that the emperor is going to abandon the city and flee on the kite!"

Jiang Chong: "How dare you, you bastard!"

Le Chi laughed loudly: "If you want to kill the king, just come forward!"

At this moment, a tearing roar suddenly came from not far away.

Le Chi was startled and turned around, only to see Le Ran standing on the ruins of the Star-Picking Platform at some point.

The mute monk's throat has been damaged since childhood, and he can only make "ah ah" sounds when he tries his best, which is very indecent. No one who has met Master Leran has ever heard him make any sound. He always seems to walk as gentle as the breeze, with a compassionate look on his face.

He was an abandoned baby picked up by the previous abbot and was brought up by his senior brother Le Chi since childhood. Although he was too wild to be a monk, he ran away from the temple at the age of eleven or twelve to venture into the world and even later entered Linyuan Pavilion...but the friendship they had in their youth gradually faded, but it always lingered.

Liao Ran used sign language to signal him, "Brother, it's not too late to turn back."

Liao Chi looked at his junior fellow apprentice with a complicated expression. For a moment, he couldn't help but be reminded of their old friendship. He was distracted for a moment and then murmured, "The river has dried up, where is the ..."

Before he uttered the word "an", a short arrow the length of a palm suddenly appeared from an extremely tricky angle, taking advantage of the moment when La Chi was distracted, and shot him in the throat with a clean and neat arrow.

Everyone exclaimed in unison, and saw a black eagle flying in the sky close to the ground. Chang Geng, who was on the eagle's back, was still trembling with the string of the small crossbow in his hand. Tan Hongfei, holding the Wind-Cutting Blade, swung his iron arm and blocked the sudden attacks of the two Japanese monks.

Jiang Chong shouted, "What are you still standing there for? Protect the emperor!"

The palace guards rushed forward, and a team of black iron light cavalry rushed out from the alley. Li Feng pushed Chi away with force, and the body of a great monk rolled off the red-headed kite.

Liaoran knelt dejectedly in the ruins.

Such a big country, such a big world, east and west are separated by the sea, north and south are boundless...

There is no room for a shrine far away from the world.

The Dongying monks and the palace guards started fighting. The heavy armor brought by Le Chi was blasted into the sky. Tan Hongfei fell straight down. Chang Geng landed on one knee nimbly. The two separated and bricks and rubble flew everywhere.

Chang Geng's eyes met Li Feng's immediately, and he took off the Baihong longbow behind him, leaned his back against the longbow in his hand, pulled the iron string to the extreme, and bent the bow like a full moon——

A teeth-grinding shriek sounded, hitting the golden box on the heavy armor.

He immediately stepped back, and the golden box exploded immediately, and the heat wave made the red-headed kite tremble.

Li Fengyi stretched out his hand to hold the railing of the Red Head Kite: "Tan Hongfei, open this thing and send me to the city gate!"

Tan Hongfei was surprised, hesitated for a moment, and looked at Chang Geng with a questioning look.

Chang Geng's eyes were gloomy, which was considered as his agreement.

The red-headed kite carrying the emperor headed for the city gate, and more than a hundred imperial guards and officials followed in a mighty procession. The bluestone road from the Qiyuan Tower to the city gate was twelve miles long. Refugees who had fled to the capital during the war and local people kept pouring out from both sides of the road, merging into it like rivers entering the sea.

At this point, the city gates were finally unable to hold, the no-fly net was silenced, and the rockets had run out of steam.

Gu Yun on the city wall gave an order and had the city gate opened.

The long-awaited black iron heavy armor came out of the city gate. Gu Yun turned around and gestured to the wounded soldiers on the city wall, and the city gate slowly closed behind the heavy armor formation.

Gu Yun put down his iron mask, and all the heavy armors behind him did the same thing.