Chapter 306 His Majesty the Emperor of the Great Zhou Has Passed Away!

Yelu Guozhen was defeated!

With just one move, Wei Yuan was knocked off his horse!

Many Liao generals, including Yelv Renxian, were deeply shocked when they saw this scene.

"Wei Yuan is truly a fierce general!"

"No wonder the commander-in-chief once said that if one of Wei Yuan and Zhang Fu led the army, our army would never be able to reach the outside of Bianjing City."

"Wei Yuan is here to kill us!"

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A Liao army soldier suddenly exclaimed.

Only then did they notice that Wei Yuan was only about twenty steps away from them!

Wei Yuan directly passed by the heavily guarded Dahu and rushed towards Yelv Renxian at all costs.

In order to protect their coach, several Liao generals could only hold their weapons tightly in their hands and block Wei Yuan's progress.

But without exception, just like a pawn, Wei Yuan was hacked to the ground after just one encounter.

At this moment, Wei Yuan was like a god of murder. No matter the generals or soldiers of the Liao army, they could not help but feel frightened when they saw him.

How dare you fight him?

The soldiers of the Liao Kingdom, who were originally known for their bravery and prowess in battle, actually became afraid of Wei Yuan and did not even dare to confront him head-on.

Yelvren knew very well that if this continued, Wei Yuan would kill him.

If he dies by then, the morale of the Liao army will inevitably drop and collapse.

But if he escapes, he may never have a chance to attack Bianjing again.

While Yelu Ren was deep in thought, he suddenly looked at Wei Yuan.

Although it only passed by in a hurry.

However, Wei Yuan's heart-stopping and terrifying eyes still made his heart tremble.

At this moment, Yelvren stopped hesitating and said loudly: "Withdraw!"

withdraw? !

The moment he issued the order, many Liao generals were surprised.

"Commander, if we withdraw our troops at this time, wouldn't we, the warriors of Daliao, die fighting in vain?"

"What if we don't retreat? Once Wei Yuan comes to kill, who can protect the commander?"

"Retreat! As long as the commander is safe, we will eventually come back and kill him when we get the chance!"

"withdraw!"

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They finally obeyed Yelv Renxian's order and did not dare to continue the fight.

Wei Yuan's sudden attack completely disrupted Yelv Renxian's deployment.

Soon, the Liao army blew the horn to withdraw. Whether it was the Liao army soldiers who were attacking the city or the Liao army scattered around Bianjing City, after hearing the horn sound, they all retreated in an organized manner.

Moreover, even if they withdraw, the Liao army can still maintain a very complete formation.

Once upon a time, the northern nomads were not good at the advantages of this kind of military formation.

But now, the army of the Central Plains regime has gradually lost this advantage, and whether it is war horses or weapons, it has gradually fallen behind the northern nomads.

Soon, Yelv Renxian, under the cover of the army, quickly left the place and distanced himself from Wei Yuan.

The moment Wei Yuan heard the horn sound of the Liao army's retreat, he did not chase Yelv Ren first, but gathered his troops in time and attacked Bianjing City.

The Liao soldiers who originally attacked the city collided with the cavalry brought by Wei Yuan after receiving the order to retreat. However, neither side was willing to fight and allowed each other to leave.

The moment Wei Yuan approached Bianjing City, all the Zhou soldiers who had survived the disaster excitedly raised their swords high and shouted the name of 'Wei Yuan' over and over again:

"The guard is mighty!"

"The Liao army has withdrawn! We won! The guard is mighty!"

"God bless Zhou Dynasty, God bless Bianjing!"

"Commander Wei! Commander Wei!"

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Wei Yuan didn't care about these voices. For him, winning this battle was just the beginning.

The last thing he can't waste now is time.

There is still a lot to do and deal with.

He rode Zhui Feng and galloped into the capital, where he saw Han Zhang who was extremely embarrassed.

However, at this moment, he did not laugh at Han Zhang because of his embarrassment.

Instead, he looked at the former Prime Minister with great respect.

"Thank you, Prime Minister Han!"

Han Zhang, who was still standing on the top of the city, quickly stood in front of Wei Yuan with the help of his guards.

The latter immediately stood up and dismounted.

Han Zhang looked at him and did not speak in a hurry. Instead, he patted his shoulder and looked at the countless fallen corpses around him, tears gradually filling his eyes.

After a long time, he slowly said: "Finally, I waited until you came."

Wei Yuan clasped his fists and said, "Xiang Han has worked hard, just leave the rest to me."

Han Zhang nodded and was about to say something else. Suddenly, he felt dizzy in his head and fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Wei Yuan helped him in time.

No matter how much Han Zhang targeted Wei Yuan before, no matter how much Han Zhang targeted military generals, what is undeniable is that in the battle of Bianjing, Han Zhang embodied the spirit that a scholar-official should have.

He did not choose to retreat, but chose to fight to the end.

If Han Zhang hadn't been holding on to Bianjing, and if it had been another civil servant, then Yelvren would have taken Bianjing first.

Even if Wei Yuan arrives, it will be in vain, and he will easily be wiped out by the rested Liao army.

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Imperial City.

Prince Zhao Xi stood on the top of the city, frowning tightly, waiting for the Liao army to attack or the battle coming from the front.

Just then, a scout came on horseback.

Zhao Xi couldn't help but feel nervous when he saw it.

The scout dismounted his horse, walked quickly to the imperial city, and said loudly:

"Commander Wei led his troops to come to the rescue and defeated the Liao army. The Liao army has withdrawn!"

"The commander-in-chief leads the army."

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He said it over and over again no less than ten times.

Zhao Xi also listened carefully no less than ten times.

Each time it sounds more real than the last time.

"He said. The guard is here? To defeat the Liao army?"

Even after hearing it more than ten times, Zhao Xi still asked Wang Anshi beside him in disbelief.

The latter nodded solemnly and said: "Your Highness, you heard it right, the Marquis of Wei is here and the Liao army has retreated!"

Afterwards, Wang Anshi looked at the family members of the officials and said loudly:

"Marquis Wei has come to help and has defeated the Liao army. Bianjing is defended!"

If it were said, the previous scout's voice was not enough for everyone to hear clearly.

However, what Wang Anshi said really fell into everyone's ears.

"The Liao army withdrew?"

"Did Marquis Zhongyong arrive with reinforcements?"

"As expected of the Zhongyong Hou. He has been guarding the border for many years. The one the Liao army fears the most is him!"

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More and more people started talking.

Zhang Guifen's side.

Minglan excitedly supported Zhang Guifen's arm and smiled happily:

"Auntie, did you hear that? It's uncle who is here, and uncle has repelled the Liao army!"

Like many people who were aware of the aftermath of the disaster, she cheered and jumped for joy.

He also looked at Brother Zhuang and Sister Jing who were being held by the maid, and pinched their cheeks with his fingers. He also revealed two cute and shallow dimples, and said with a smile:

"Your father is a great hero!"

Zhang Guifen looked at Minglan and her two children and was speechless for a long time. Finally, she slowly let out a breath.

The heart that was originally hanging was finally let go.

Many military heroes, such as Fu Changbo and Qi Guogongfu, are also discussing Wei Yuan heatedly at this moment.

"As expected of Marquis Zhongyong, I thought I would fight to the death with His Highness today, but unexpectedly, Marquis Zhongyong arrived in time and defeated the Liao army!"

"If one of the British Duke and Zhongyong Hou takes command, they will never let the Liao army come to Bianjing!"

"yes."

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Bianjing successfully defended, allowing them to see the dawn of victory in this battle.

I don't know why, maybe it's because Wei Yuan solved the siege of Bianjing. At this moment, everyone has a kind of trust in Wei Yuan.

He firmly believed that under the leadership of Wei Yuan, the Zhou Dynasty would be able to defeat the Liao army.

Not long after, in the Xuanzheng Palace.

Zhao Zhen, who was sitting on the dragon chariot, also heard the report from the guards, saying that Wei Yuan defeated the Liao army.

When he heard the news, Zhao Zhen, who had originally looked a little dim, suddenly seemed to be energetic. He slowly opened his heavy eyelids and whispered in an extremely weak voice:

"Let Wei Qing come to see me quickly. Hurry."

Although Zhao Zhen seemed to be energetic, his eyes had a dead look.

Manager Zhu once saw the appearance of dead people.

There is no doubt that Zhao Zhen is in front of him.

For some reason, he suddenly had an idea, Zhao Zhen, it's going to be bad.

So, he quickly ran to the imperial city, "Your Highness! Your Highness!"

At this time, Zhao Xi had already left the imperial city and planned to wait here for Wei Yuan to arrive. Suddenly, he saw Manager Zhu who was guarding his father running over in a hurry, and he felt something bad in his heart.

"How did you come?"

Manager Zhu gasped for breath, and after he relaxed a little, he said anxiously: "Your Highness, Your Majesty has summoned Marquis Zhongyong to the palace. Will you stay by His Majesty's side?"

Zhao Xi realized something instantly and ran towards the Xuanzheng Hall without saying a word.

Manager Zhu said to a soldier: "Give me a horse, fast horse, fast! Fast!"

This scene was seen by many people.

They all vaguely guessed something.

Manager Zhu mounted a fast horse and left the city.

At this time, Wei Yuan was making some arrangements.

Although the Liao army has retreated now, if they knew that they only brought 20,000 people, they might have the intention to attack the city again.

Han Zhang has fainted.

Now, he is the only coach in Bianjing.

He had to make sure that Bianjing was safe.

To be honest, he had already used up 77% of his energy in the battle just now. After all, he came here day and night, and his body was already extremely tired.

More than half of the 20,000 soldiers he brought with him were already nestled in the corner and fell into a deep sleep.

While Wei Yuan was making arrangements to defend the city, Manager Zhu hurriedly arrived, dismounted from his horse, and walked through the crowd, ignoring the disgusting smell of blood that filled the place.

When he came to Wei Yuan, he quickly grabbed his wrist and walked towards the city.

Wei Yuan asked curiously: "Manager Zhu, what are you doing?"

Mr. Zhu said: "Your Majesty has summoned you, Marquis Wei. Go quickly, go quickly!"

Wei Yuan frowned slightly.

Although he had many doubts, he knew that the matter was serious and did not dare to hesitate at all. He quickly mounted a fast horse and headed towards the imperial city.

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Xuanzheng Hall.

Zhao Xi came here, knelt down in front of Zhao Zhen, held Zhao Zhen's hand, "Father."

At this time, Zhao Zhen's eyes were completely dull, and they also showed a crystal shape, as if he was blind.

From Zhao Zhen's perspective, everyone he saw was extremely blurry.

How much effort does this take? I can't even speak clearly.

Just looking at Zhao Xi, who was looking increasingly blurry and gray, his lips were trembling, and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't.

Zhao Zhen was very anxious, so anxious that his arms were trembling slightly.

His legs seemed to have lost all feeling and were already 'dead'.

"Father, Wei Qing will be here soon, Father"

Although Zhao Xi has never experienced life or death, he also knows that Zhao Zhen's body is in extremely bad condition at this moment.

Zhao Zhen didn't even have the energy to nod.

Zhao Xi could only yell to the people around him: "What are you doing standing still? Find Marquis Zhongyong quickly, quickly! Quickly!"

As he spoke, he suddenly burst into tears.

Zhao Zhen tried hard to raise his arms.

There seemed to be something in the sleeves of the loose dragon robe.

Zhao Xi saw it, it was an imperial edict.

He took out the imperial edict, and Zhao Zhen stopped raising his arms.

Zhao Xi slowly unveiled the imperial edict. There was only one content. From now on, Zhao Xi was passed on to the throne, and Wei Yuan was appointed as the prince's tutor and privy envoy. Qin Lie was appointed as the commander of the front office of the palace, with Wang Anshi and Fan Chunren as assistant ministers.

As a son of a man, Zhao Xi could no longer hold back and burst into tears.

Wang Anshi, who was standing behind Zhao Xi, didn't know what to say, so he simply exited the hall and stood outside the hall, quietly waiting for news to come out.

Perhaps, Zhao Zhen had already expected that he was about to die.

He asked Wei Yuan to come over not because he wanted to see Wei Yuan before he died.

Rather, only with the arrival of Wei Yuan and the blessing of the imperial edict, Zhao Xi could ascend the throne and proclaim himself emperor without any trouble, and prevent Empress Cao from getting involved in the imperial power.

Although Zhao Zhen did not explicitly point out in the imperial edict that Wei Yuan should be made an assistant minister of the court.

However, once he becomes the prince's tutor, privy envoy, and takes charge of the national army, he has truly become the top leader of the military and has reached the height of Zhang Fu at this time.

No one would fail to regard him as an assistant minister.

Following Zhao Xi's roar.

Immediately afterwards, someone from the Xuanzheng Hall said loudly: "Xuan, Zhongyong Hou Weiyuan comes to see you!"

All the guards, eunuchs, etc. who heard this sentence shouted in unison:

"Xuan Zhongyong Hou Weiyuan pays an audience!"

"Xuan"

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The sound reached the imperial city.

All the officials, Wu Xun, and their family members heard those words.

Your Majesty wants to summon Marquis Zhongyong?

They think it is natural.

At this moment, Wei Yuan had also arrived outside the imperial city.

After hearing the guard's recitation, he got off his horse and walked into the imperial city without saying a word.

At this time, all the officials and family members looked at him in unison.

He was covered in blood and couldn't even see his face clearly.

Every step he takes leaves a faint blood mark.

He didn't know how much of the blood on his body belonged to the enemy and how much came from him.

"hiss!"

"Marquis Zhongyong, this"

"Woo-"

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Everyone was amazed, everyone gasped subconsciously, and even some children burst into tears the moment they saw Wei Yuan.

The same thought came to their minds - is this still a human being?

Whenever Wei Yuan took a step forward, the officials would consciously step out of the way and witness Wei Yuan's miserable condition.

Not far away, Zhang Guifen, Minglan, Wei Shuyi and others couldn't help but look at him with eyes wide open when they saw what he was doing.

Zhang Guifen covered her mouth and tried her best to prevent her cries from being heard.

That bloody man, that murderous god who looked like a demon in the eyes of others, was his husband!

His husband would do this for the country.

As his woman, how could she not feel distressed?

Wei Yuan had no time to notice whether there were any relatives of his in the crowd. Now, he just wanted to see Zhao Zhen as soon as possible.

The steps he took were heavy and powerful.

At this moment, in front of him, the road leading to the palace seemed to be more than just a simple road.

It is also a thoroughfare to the sky.

It's so similar to him. Many years ago, on the day of his triumph, he was riding on horseback on the royal road, enjoying the audience of officials and people.

At that time, that road, to him, was a thoroughfare to the sky.

Now, the road leading to the palace is the same.

Last time, he became Uncle Zhongyong and stayed in Bianjing.

This time, what can he get as a loyal lord?

Under one person, above ten thousand people?

The majestic and high-spirited Wei Yuan keeps moving forward.

Wherever they went, the imperial troops bowed their heads, the angels gave way, and the officials gave way.

Passing through the palace city, under the gaze of everyone, he headed towards the Xuanzheng Palace.

However, it was still too late.

At this time, Zhao Xi felt that Zhao Zhen's hands were getting colder.

No matter how hard he covered it, he couldn't keep it warm.

He even asked the eunuch to light the stove.

But everything is of no use.

Zhao Zhen's body temperature gradually dropped.

Suddenly, his body suddenly twitched.

His eyes were completely dead, unable to close or close, and his head became increasingly cloudy.

He used his last strength to hold Zhao Xi's fleshy little hand firmly, and two tears suddenly flowed out of the corners of his eyes.

Breathing stopped suddenly.

"Father!"

"Father!"

No matter how Zhao Xi shouted, Zhao Zhen never responded.

"Father!"

Zhao Xi's voice became hoarse.

Outside the hall, Wang Anshi felt the change in Zhao Xi's voice, slowly closed his eyes, and knelt down.

After about a while of tea, a eunuch walked out of the palace and shouted: "His Majesty, the Emperor of Zhou, has passed away!"

On March 28, the eighth year of Jiayou, Emperor Zhao Zhen of the Great Zhou Dynasty passed away.