The most romantic little emperor

Qin Hao's face suddenly became extremely gloomy when he saw this. He looked at the three people from a distance. Although he couldn't see their faces clearly, the familiar figures gave him an ominous premonition.

Although Su Zhengfang was forced to act hastily, every step he took was extremely precise and on point.

Obviously, he had anticipated that this day would come and had made sufficient preparations.

Especially since he suddenly did this, Qin Hao was indeed a little hesitant.

If we don't consider the relationship between the enemy and us, Qin Hao would have to admire Su Zhengfang's wisdom and decisiveness alone.

Qin Hao stopped the attack with an order. With a sharp light flashing in his eyes, he turned to Luo Yang beside him and asked, "How many troops did Su Zhengfang bring?"

Luo Yang wiped the sweat from his forehead nervously, his voice revealing a bit of panic: "This... this, it's really hard to be sure. It's dark at night, and the scene is in chaos. I can only roughly estimate that there are about four or five thousand people."

At this moment, Su Zhengfang shouted loudly: "Little Emperor, I will give you a quarter of an hour to open the city gate quickly, otherwise I will kill Old Lady Wang, Master Chen, and Zhu Yongkang to pay for my son's life."

Qin Hao heard this and sneered: "Old thief Su, do you think you can threaten me with these hostages? If you really dare to touch them, I will kill your entire Su family and make you regret coming into this world!"

Su Zhengfang burst into a series of wanton laughter. He laughed recklessly, as if the whole world was under his control. "Haha, little emperor, have you ever thought about how you would explain to your beloved woman if I took the lives of these three people right now? This kind of drama must be very interesting!"

His words were full of provocation and teasing, as if he had everything in his hands.

"The countdown starts from now on. Don't make me wait too long." Su Zhengfang said this lightly, but it weighed on Qin Hao's heart like a huge rock.

Seeing this, Luo Yang hurried forward and solemnly advised: "Your Majesty, this must be a trick of the old thief Su, intending to lure us to open the city gate. We must not fall into his trap, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous."

At this moment, Qin Hao was indeed in an unprecedented predicament. He was extremely anxious, but he was helpless.

However, at this moment, the figures of Feng Lao and Gao Lishi suddenly appeared in the field of vision. Their return seemed to bring a glimmer of hope to the deadlock.

"Your Majesty, I have fulfilled my mission and completely defeated those Jianghu people and the rebels led by Su Meng."

Elder Feng stepped forward and reported respectfully, "Moreover, the three thousand soldiers in the northern border were also subdued by us and have now surrendered."

After listening to this, Qin Hao nodded slightly and told the two of them in detail about the battle just now.

Then, he looked at the two of them with deep eyes and asked in a deep voice: "Master Feng, Master Gao, do you have a way to sneak in among them and save the three of them later?"

Old Feng and Gao Lishi smiled at each other, with a gleam of light in their eyes.

Elder Feng stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, please rest assured. With the ability of the two of us, and the cooperation of a few shadow guards or secret guards, it is not difficult to sneak behind the enemy and rescue the three of them. We will do our best to ensure their safe return."

After hearing this, Qin Hao felt relieved. He had always believed in the abilities of Feng Lao and Gao Lishi.

So he nodded and said, "Then I'll leave it to you. Please be careful and don't let the enemy notice."

Old Feng and Gao Lishi responded in unison, then turned and left, ready to carry out the next task.

Watching the two men quickly leaving, Qin Hao waved his hand and decisively ordered: "Capture the leader first. Release Su Zhengfang to Taiji Hall. I have my own countermeasures!"

Seeing this, Luo Yang had some doubts in his heart, but facing Qin Hao's cold eyes, he had to swallow his words, lowered his head and took the order.

Qin Hao tightly grasped the "Sword of the Son of Heaven" that symbolized imperial power, and walked down the city wall with steady steps, like a dragon and a tiger, and headed towards the Taiji Hall.

Seeing this, everyone knew that Qin Hao had already made a plan, so they stopped talking and followed him.

The agreed time had arrived and the Xihuamen city gate suddenly opened.

The palace-forcing team led by Su Zhengfang entered the palace effortlessly like a torrent and headed straight for the Taiji Hall.

Although his black-clad and armored cavalrymen numbered only 800, each of them was the elite among the elites and was capable of fighting ten enemies at once.

Together with the officers and soldiers under Wen Tai, there were two thousand people. Their steps were in step and their momentum was even greater.

The remaining people who followed closely were the followers of the White Lotus Sect, who were the remnants of the previous dynasty and who had now become the main force of this rebellion.

The moment Su Zhengfang rode his warhorse and stepped into the Taiji Hall Square, a trace of trance flashed in his cloudy eyes.

This solemn square and this towering palace made him feel an unprecedented sense of oppression.

However, Su Zhengfang quickly calmed down, took a deep breath, and shouted loudly: "Clear the emperor's side, and quell the national crisis!"

His voice echoed in the square and was soon responded to by the crowd. For a moment, the shouts were deafening.

From Xihua Gate, walk to the Taiji Hall.

Starting from Xihua Gate, walk through the bluestone paved passage and arrive at the majestic Tai Chi Hall.

This distance could be covered in the time it takes to stick an incense stick, but to Su Zhengfang, it seemed like a lifetime ago, as long as twenty years.

These twenty years were a period of careful planning and step-by-step strategy for him in the court, and a period of ups and downs in the vortex of power.

If it weren't for the sudden attack from the little emperor today, forcing him to rebel, perhaps he would continue to lie dormant and wait for a more appropriate opportunity.

Qin Hao stood on the dragon ladder, looking straight ahead, waiting for Su Zhengfang to arrive.

Under the illumination of torches, the densely packed army came like a tide, and dark clouds pressed down on the city, as if they were going to swallow up the majestic imperial palace.

Not long after, Su Zhengfang, dressed in purple, slowly appeared in front of Qin Hao, surrounded by soldiers.

The two looked at each other in the night, sparks flew, and they wanted to kill each other immediately.

Qin Hao sneered, and his imperial aura seemed to condense into substance, full of dominance and majesty.

He pointed his finger at Su Zhengfang, his voice as cold as ice: "You bastard, I knew you were Sima Zhao's intention, and everyone knows it!"

"It's a pity that you are too old to defeat me! Now, if you dismount and surrender immediately, I may be merciful and let you die with dignity, and I will not pursue the guilt of your nine clans."