Yelu Yue became an errand, helping Ye Qing hold blankets and other items one by one. Finally, she was impatient and kicked Ye Qing, who was lying on the roof, said impatiently, and then sat on the blanket and didn't move.

In the end, Wu Yong took the tea he had just brewed, then climbed to the roof and handed it to Ye Qing. When he left, he pointed to the brightly lit city wall in the distance and said, "I can't see the face clearly from here. The commander thinks this place is really feasible?"

"Of course it's not feasible, but we can't let Ren Dejing go down for a while, right? Wait and see, and it's possible that when the morning light rises behind you tomorrow morning, you will have a chance." As a sniper, Ye Qing's mentality is still very worthy of his profession, so he climbed onto the roof early and had already been ready to continue staying up late on the roof.

The weather today, even the temperature at night is no longer as cold as when they arrived in Xingqing City. The breeze blows with a hint of coolness, and the sound of fighting from afar.

Whether it is a residential house, inn and restaurant, most of the buildings in Xingqing City are rammed with loess. Therefore, although they are sitting on the roof at this moment, although they cannot see the whole picture of Xingqing City under the night, at least everything in front of them can still be seen.

Fires illuminate the night sky from time to time in the south, and fires illuminate from time to time in the north, mixed with the sound of fighting.

The sound of horse hooves is near or far. Although the palace in the south is not real, it seems that some figures swaying under the fire. Obviously, the palace is not as peaceful as it seems at this time.

Li Renxiao was still sitting calmly in the imperial study room. Even though the shouts of killing outside were clearly heard, Li Renxiao was obviously not in a hurry.

The ministers in the Imperial Study Room had either a worried face or a solemn expression, but none of them dared to speak when Li Renxiao was silent.

Everyone present knew that when Your Majesty chose to remain silent in front of the ministers, it means that Your Majesty is not in a good mood now, at least not as calm as His Majesty appears.

Under the leadership of the eunuch, Gexi Suobu walked into the brightly lit imperial study room with a smile. The little blood on the monk's robe still made everyone understand that this Tufan monk was obviously not as relaxed as it seemed.

As Geshe Suobu saluted and then stood beside Han Daochong, who had a gloomy and sad face, Li Renxiao slowly looked up and said, "How?"

"Your Highness the Prince is very grateful for your kindness in raising you. You are extremely regretful for even the Liao incident." Gexi Suobu said in a gentle tone, paused, and continued, "I left without any pain, nor did I blame Your Majesty for even a word. After all, I was bewitched by the Liao people, so I was blinded by power. I hope Your Majesty can forgive Your Majesty."

Li Renxiao held the brush in his hand and clenched it back and forth hard in his palm. Finally, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Han Daochong, order the hot Gongji to attack the city."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Han Daochong hurriedly walked out of the side, his tone with a tragic and unconcealed tone.

Looking at Han Daochong, who seemed to have suddenly become ten years older, Li Renxiao seemed unable to bear to take a look more, slowly raised his head and closed his eyes again, saying, "Go, I ordered you to pick up Rela Gongji and lead... the three thousand elite elites in the palace avenge their family."

"I thank you for your kindness, but I would like to ask Your Majesty to put the overall situation first, and I should take Your Majesty's safety first..." Han Daochong knelt on the ground, and burst into tears in an instant.

He had already learned the bad news that Ren Lei killed his whole family shortly after he arrived at the palace.

Just like the five thunders thunders, Han Dao, who was standing in front of Li Renxiao, was unable to stand steadily, and he sat on the ground swayingly.

If Li Renxiao hadn't invited the imperial physician to take his pulse, Han Daochong would have been unable to pass the hurdle and would have followed his family.

Now that Li Renxiao heard that for his personal affairs, he was willing to lead three thousand elite troops in the palace to find Ren Dejing to take revenge. This is like a great gift and comfort for Han Daochong, who has always been loyal to the emperor and patriotism and never cared about his personal life and death.

Han Daochong, who was crying, finally obeyed Li Renxiao's will and quickly walked out of the palace with three thousand elite soldiers in the palace and rushed towards the west gate.

Li Renxiao, who was in the imperial study, walked back slowly after seeing Han Daochong away. He looked at the ministers in the room and looked at Gexi Suobu and said, "Summon King Yue to the palace to discuss matters."

Just like Han Daochong, after learning that the prince was leaving peacefully, Li Renxiao grew older in an instant, continued to sit on the chair and said to Gessie Suobu: "Tell me what he said."

Gexi Suobu nodded and, under the eyes of the ministers, told how the prince Li Chunyou, who ran to the Liao people's inn, left the world peacefully.

Han Daochong, who walked out of the palace and rode his horse and whipped, knew very well that only when he appeared at the gate of the west city could he put real pressure on Ren Dejing. He was outside the city and inside the city, and there was no reason not to succeed.

Of course, the premise is how you can lead the three thousand elites assigned by His Majesty to break out of the encirclement formed by Ren Dejing's subordinates in the palace.

The outside of the palace was now full of red eyes. The shocking sound of fighting seemed to Han Daochong who walked to the palace gate. He saw his family slowly falling down under Ren Lei's butcher's knife.

"Ren Lei, I will never let you go!" Han Daochong clenched his fists, looked at the soldiers fighting together, and whistled to the sky.

At this time, Ren Lei, who was reluctant to want to cut into pieces by Han Daochong, was running around in the alley in a hurry.

He knew very well that it was the envoy of the Southern Song Dynasty who had sneaked into the guards behind him, but he didn't know how many people had sneaked in. After a melee approaching the imperial city, as the soldiers who were strictly guarding the palace outside the imperial palace rushed over, he had to give up resistance and start running for his life.

The dozens of guards like dead soldiers around him have now been chased and killed by enemies who are following him.

The armor on Ren Lei's body, who was nervous and scared, was already crooked at this time, and he didn't know when his arm was lifted away from his arm. In the midst of a vague pain, the palm of his hand was filled with warm blood flowing from his arm. At this time, he clenched his fists tightly, and the sticky feeling made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

He had already been thrown to another alley because of the hindrance. At the same time, he also hoped that the helmet would confuse the pursuit soldiers' gaze and make them think that they were running away from the alley behind them.

Ren Lei, panting heavily, shrank in the corner of the alley, slapped the doors of several houses in a row, but each door was like a ruthless and cold wall, without any response to his call for help. Even though he had clearly seen the lights lit up in the window, none of the figures inside dared to open the door and take him in.

The faint sound of footsteps forced Ren Lei to force himself to suppress his rapid breathing, listened to the footsteps that seemed to be coming towards him, the long knife in his hand tightened unconsciously, slowly straightened up and looked left and right. After realizing that no one was approaching, he squatted down again and panted.

The alley with a strange atmosphere made Ren Lei breathe a few times, and then he had to look up and visit him, alerting whether any pursuers would find their hiding place.

As he continued to hide in the corner of the alley, he finally breathed evenly. When he looked up again, there were shadows at both ends of the alley, slowly advancing towards him.

A familiar figure walking in front of him, a chilling feeling instantly made Ren Lei cold from his head to his feet. He looked at a fire note in disbelief and lit the torch instantly, and Zhao Qier's cold face appeared in front of him.

"You... are still you." Ren Lei was panicked, his face was filled with shock and slowly stood up, looking at Zhao Qier who was slowly approaching him with a grim smile.

The long sword in his hand slid down in Ren Lei's unconscious hand, and the sound of fighting in the distance continued. The crisp sound of the long sword slashing on the ground obviously did not attract anyone's attention.

"Young Master Ren, I didn't expect that we would meet here." Zhao Qier slowly raised the crossbow in his hand and aimed at Ren Leidao, who was only twenty steps away.

"You... don't come over, don't kill me, don't come over, please..." Ren Lei looked at the crossbow in Zhao Qier's hand that made him weak, and his mind was instantly disintegrated. He fell to the ground and cried and begged for mercy.

When he was in Lin'an, Ren Lei had met Zhao Qi'er, so Ren Lei knew very well about the few people in the Imperial City Department. However, Ren Lei never thought that Zhao Qi'er, who looked gloomy and could make people feel cold even in broad daylight, had never thought that he was a person who was easy to get along with.

Ye Qing, who had been sitting on the roof on the other side, sat under Yelu Yue's butt, and was covered with a thick blanket, with the tea that Wu Yong brought up in the middle. At this time, he was talking nonsense, or observing the scene on the city wall from time to time from time to time.

"Why don't they attack the city? What are they waiting for?" Yelu Yue hugged her knees and frowned and looked at Ye Qing, whose face was still clear under the night.

"Let's wait for the inner supporter. Li Renxiao has endured it for many years. If he is not sure, he will never easily break up with Ren Dejing. Since he has broken up now, it means that Li Renxiao is already sure to win." Ye Qing murmured as he looked at Yelu Yue's side face with his chin on his knees.

"Insider? The fighting sounds in the imperial city have lasted for half an hour. It seems that there is no sign of ending at all. Why doesn't Hot Gongji choose other city gates to attack the city?" Yelu Yue knew that Ye Qing had been looking at her side face quietly, but she liked this feeling very much, so she continued to keep her side face facing Ye Qing.
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