"Help—" King Yong turned around and seemed to scream in despair. Liu E couldn't hear clearly, but she believed that King Yong would definitely scream.

The next moment, red blood flew up. King Yong Zhao Yuanfen was caught up by a gun point from behind, and was immediately lifted up into the air, with his teeth and claws dancing at the gun point.

All around, everything was silent.

All the rebels stopped moving, their faces full of disbelief.

"King Yong is dead. If you don't run away quickly, who else are you counting on?" Yang Xu's voice rang out from the top of the Zichen Palace, like thunder.

"King Yong is dead, run! What will you get if you keep fighting?" Zhang Yaban's voice also sounded not far away from Han Qing. It was very short, but extremely down-to-earth.

"King Yong is dead, run away." The remaining thirty or so palace guards stopped attacking and shouted over and over again at the top of their lungs. Blood and tears flowed from everyone's face.

"Cang, clang, clang..." The sound of weapons falling to the ground quickly suppressed the shouts and could not be heard without interruption.

The palace guards who were only three steps away from Han Qing were the first to drop their weapons and retreat. Then, fear and despair spread outward like waves.

More weapons fell to the ground, and the rebel soldiers turned around one after another and rushed out of Xuanyou Gate, spreading despair and fear farther away. In the blink of an eye, it spread throughout the entire imperial city.

In front of the Zichen Palace, all the rebels who could stand up, regardless of whether they were injured or not, fled in just ten seconds.

Han Qing did not give the order to chase, and the palace guards, who had nearly half of their casualties, did not have the strength to chase. Everyone supported each other and stood on the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, and for a long time, no one bothered to move.

King Yong's body was released from the spear by Han Qing. It was already dead. The rebels had no one to loyal to. If they continued to fight, they would not be able to gain promotion to a noble position. Escape became their only choice.

Outside Xuanyou Gate, it soon became empty. Empress Dowager Li, who was abandoned by the rebels, squatted under a pomegranate tree in despair, like a pheasant that had been stripped of its feathers.

"You deserve it!" She couldn't feel any sympathy for Queen Mother Li in her heart. Liu E straightened her clothes and slowly walked down the steps of Zichen, taking every step with extreme caution.

Several palace maids who had survived the disaster stepped forward to help them, but she was pushed away gently. Stepping on the slippery blood stains, she came to Han Qing and others, gathered her skirts and saluted, "Han Ambassador, Zhang Yaban, brothers.

Liu E dare not say thank you for saving your life. Please cheer up and gather the brothers who are separated in the palace as soon as possible to restore order in the imperial city, so as not to..."

Only halfway through his words, cheers came from the air, "Long live, long live, long live..."

Liu E was stunned and couldn't believe her ears.

However, the cheers soon spread from far to near, "The official family has returned to the palace, long live, long live, long live!"

"Impossible!" She widened her eyes and denied loudly, "Han Ambassador, Zhang Yaban, please quickly order people to close the main gate of the imperial city, be careful..."

"Your Majesty has returned to the palace. If you don't surrender quickly, when will we wait?" Dou Shenbao's voice followed from the direction of Xuandemen, suppressing her denial directly back into her throat.

Liu E and everyone else turned their heads and looked in the direction of the source of the sound. They saw several groups of forbidden soldiers rushing into Xuande Gate like a tide, killing several rebels who were looting property and had not escaped in time.

Flip to the ground.

"The official came back just in time!" Han Qing's voice suddenly sounded, sounding very tired.

Liu E's face quickly turned hot, and she instinctively wanted to explain a few words to her husband. However, she found that whatever she said now was useless.

Even an eagle would have to fly from the banks of the Yellow River to Bianliang for half a day.

King Yong launched a rebellion in the middle of the night yesterday. Just after noon today, the officials returned to Bianliang with the imperial army. All the gates of the outer city and the inner city of Bianliang were cleared by him!

How to explain this?

I'm afraid there is only one answer. The officials had quietly returned to the capital long ago, waiting for King Yong to become impatient and launch a rebellion, and then logically solve this personal problem.

Of course, it would be better if King Yong could kill Han Qing.

Now that Han Qing has killed King Yong, the result is actually not bad.

"Let's go, everyone, take care!" Han Qing didn't have time, so he listened to Liu E's explanation. He offered his hand to Zhang Yaban and others, and then pulled up Ye Qinglian who jumped down from the roof, and still chose the direction of Donghua Gate.

Stride away.

The autumn sunshine penetrated the smoke, fell from mid-air, and shone on him, pale and cold.
Chapter completed!