Junior sister took first place again

Chapter 257 Rebellion

Emperor Ning arrived at the top floor of Penglai Pavilion, stood facing the wind, and looked down at the entire capital. Then he looked fixedly at the palace gate in the distance in the night. His eyes were cold and determined, as if he was waiting for something.

Meanwhile, Ji Yuan's army was approaching the palace. With Ji Yuan at the forefront, he led the rebels, who surged towards the palace gates like a black torrent. They encountered almost no effective resistance along the way, and the outermost gate was breached in an instant.

Ji Yuan temporarily reined in his horse to allow the rest of the soldiers to charge. The deputy general approached him and said loyally, "General, we're afraid of an ambush. Please allow us to scout the way ahead."

Ji Yuan laughed heartily, his voice resounding through the heavens. "Even if there's a tiger ahead, what does it matter? It's nothing but paper in front of me. Pass on my orders, keep charging!"

The palace gate soon collapsed under Ji Yuan's iron hoof, and the army was like a black torrent that broke through the dam, breaking through the first line of defense of the palace in an unstoppable manner.

Ji Yuan, clad in black armor, his eyes icy cold. The spear in his hand flashed a terrifying gleam in the firelight. Every strike was like the Grim Reaper swinging his scythe, mercilessly taking away countless lives.

Although Ji Yuan was over sixty years old on the battlefield, he was still strong and vigorous. He showed no signs of old age when wielding his spear. He was truly worthy of the title of great general bestowed by the late emperor.

Even though the surroundings were filled with deafening cries of killing and the darkness was unclear, the imperial guards were still terrified. It seemed as if a forbidden zone of death had formed around Ji Yuan, which made them stay away.

Ning Hui stood on the palace wall at the rear, squinting his eyes and looking into the distance. The battle situation in the front was continuously transmitted back. His side was retreating step by step. In no more than two quarters of an hour, Ji Yuan's troops would be right in front of him.

Ning Hui was filled with worry; the situation was worse than he had anticipated. Ji Yuan's men were all fierce and ruthless. Even if they closed the palace gates and put up a fierce resistance, they might not be able to hold the imperial city.

Now His Majesty had ordered him not to put up too much resistance, but to lie in ambush on the palace wall and shoot Ji Yuan as he passed by. Ning Hui didn't want to disappoint His Majesty, but the reality of the situation didn't allow him to dwell on it.

If he couldn't stop Ji Yuan, Ning Hui wouldn't dare to die easily. If he wanted to die, he would have to confirm that His Majesty was safe and sound before committing suicide and dying for his country.

The shouts and cries of killing suddenly surged like a tide. Ji Yuan finally arrived.

Ning Hui's eyes flashed, the flames flickered, and everyone couldn't see the faces of the people below clearly. However, without seeing the faces clearly, everyone could clearly feel where Ji Yuan was.

That thrilling massacre was like a bright star in the night sky on the battlefield, attracting special attention and exuding a terrifying momentum.

Ning Hui commanded the heavy crossbowmen, aiming at Ji Yuan's warhorse. With a command, a crossbow arrow streaked through the night sky like lightning, piercing Ji Yuan's mount. The other two, like venomous snakes, pierced Ji Yuan's path.

The whistling sound of heavy weapons was deafening. Ji Yuan and the people around him were all veterans who had experienced many battles. They immediately realized the danger was coming.

"General, be careful!"

"Yuan Chu!!!"

People roared and horses neighed.

In an instant, the warhorse was knocked to the ground by the huge impact force, raising a cloud of dust.

Ji Yuan nimbly jumped off his horse to avoid a crossbow arrow, and rolled several times to knock the surrounding enemies off their horses and kill them. The deputy general beside him blocked another arrow for him, and in an instant he was submerged in the cruel battlefield.

Ji Yuan quickly cleared out the surrounding enemies, glanced at the spot where the deputy general fell from his horse, and then looked at the two sides of the palace wall in front of him. A cold smile appeared on the corners of his mouth, "A mantis trying to stop a chariot!"

He shouted loudly, and the spear in his hand was like a dragon emerging from the sea. He led his soldiers to rush forward like a tiger descending from the mountain, braving the rain of arrows from above.

After the first strike failed, Ning Hui knew the situation was hopeless. But he couldn't give up yet. He ordered the soldiers on both sides to continue firing arrows to delay the enemy, and directed several men to reload their crossbows with new arrows.