The tyrant is changing the plot madly because of the fake princess's voice

Following this command, Prince Xin's army suddenly raised the long swords in their hands and marched towards Jiang Yanchuan to attack!

Jiang Yian's expression froze, and he immediately raised his hand: "Capture them for me!!"

"Whoever captures the rebel's head will be rewarded with a thousand taels of gold!!"

"Yes!!"

An earth-shaking roar immediately rang out over the Chongyun Palace. Another wave of troops that were confronting Prince Xin's army immediately swung their swords at the nearest opponents. The sounds of sharp blades colliding rang out one after another in various places in the Chongyun Palace, along with the sounds of the rebels dodging in panic, making the scene a mess.

Some soldiers rushed to Jiang Silin and built a human wall around him. The land beneath his feet seemed like the eye of a storm. All the turmoil revolved around this area. A group of ministers also squeezed in. The sounds of pushing and screaming were constantly mixed in with the sounds of fighting, which was chaotic and harsh.

Jiang Silin had no time to pay attention to what was happening behind him. He just looked straight at Jiang Yanchuan opposite him through the crowd of people.

Not right.

His brows were furrowed.

Jiang Yanchuan's reaction was wrong!

The soldiers he brought with him were temporarily held back by King Jing's men, and they have not yet been able to get inside, but -

Jiang Yanchuan had not said a word since then. Even the Yunhui General Zhu Qian, who was standing next to him, stood there calmly, as if he was not worried about the current situation at all.

Jiang Silin's heartbeat suddenly quickened and his brows furrowed even tighter.

The court officials who had hidden in the protective circle of the soldiers followed this gaze, and in an instant several quick-witted ones noticed this situation. They no longer cared about their face, squeezed out their colleagues who had not yet reacted, and stuck closely behind Jiang Silin.

"Your Highness!" The person who spoke couldn't stop his voice from trembling. "Why don't we call back the soldiers you sent to the various palaces, Your Highness!!"

"Yes, yes, yes! It's better to recall them!" Someone immediately echoed, "We don't know how many people Zhu Qian brought back. Your safety should be the most important thing!!"

"Your Majesty, you——"

"Shut up." Jiang Silin growled in annoyance, turned around suddenly, and searched the soldiers brought by Zhu Qian.

Before his sight could get past the numerous obstacles behind him, he saw a flash of cold light suddenly flashing from the "eye of the storm" circle, and it passed through the ministers who were blocking the way at an extremely fast speed and rushed straight towards him!

Jiang Silin's eyebrows jumped, and he drew out the sword at his waist reflexively and raised his hand to meet the attack!

"bass--"

The sound of swords rubbing against each other was so sharp that it made the hearts of the rebels who followed them skip a beat.

"what!!"

"There is a traitor!!"

Several ministers who had just declared that they would defend Jiang Silin to the death immediately stepped back several steps, leaving room for the two men to fight.

In the blink of an eye, only Pan Jifeng and two generals were left around Jiang Silin.

Just as they were about to raise their swords and move forward, they saw out of the corner of their eyes that the swords of several of the soldiers who had been protecting them tightly in the middle had turned towards them!

Pan Jifeng's scalp went numb, and he subconsciously raised the long knife in his hand and shouted: "Are you crazy?!"

Do you really think that Emperor Mingze is a kind-hearted person who would let bygones be bygones? !

That person really can't tolerate any grain of sand in his eyes!!

However, the soldier who attacked them did not answer, but just kept waving the long sword in his hand at them!

The ministers who were hiding in the encirclement were already screaming and scattered in all directions. Pan Jifeng let out a roar and raised his sword to fight back angrily.

It's just that all his skills were acquired when he was young. Having been in a high position for many years, he had long since slacked off in martial arts. Even just a few counterattacks had made him sweat all over.

Just when he was about to lead these traitors towards Prince Xin's army, Pan Jifeng suddenly saw that the ministers who were scattered in all directions were stopped by a knife from the "Prince Xin's army" who rushed out from nowhere. Now they were lying on the ground holding their wounds, crying at the top of their lungs.

"You hit the wrong person! You hit the wrong person!!"

"We are the people of King Xin. We are the people of King Xin!!"

"Emperor Mingze's people are behind us—"

His dazed mind became clear again because of this sudden change. Pan Jifeng took a deep breath and turned around.

Emperor Mingze was still standing in the same place as before, without moving at all, his face as cold as before. Only Zhu Qian stood in front of him from behind him, his eyes constantly scanning the Xin Wang army that was trying to approach.

The Xin Wang army that rushed to the front was about to reach Emperor Mingze, but the rebellious soldiers behind them also waved their long swords at the people in front.

The sound of the blade piercing through flesh and blood was not clear, but Pan Jifeng felt that the muffled sound was like thunder, ringing directly in his brain!

He looked around in between his counterattacks and saw similar scenes everywhere in the Chongyun Palace.

“Your Highness Prince Xin!” His gums bled in anger as he screamed heartbreakingly, “There are too many traitors!”

Not only were there many traitors, they were also extremely agile. With their uniform clothing, they would dive into the crowd after killing people. The entire hall was in chaos. If you were not in a position where you could have a comprehensive view of the overall situation, you would not be able to find that person at all.

Not to mention being on guard!

Jiang Silin pierced the shoulder blade of the man opposite him with a sword, kicked him away, looked at Jiang Yanchuan with a serious look, and then glanced around the hall.

This should be the reason why Jiang Yanchuan can remain so calm.

only……

Those who followed him into the palace today were all his trusted followers who had served under him for several years. It would have been fine if only three or two of them rebelled, but how did Jiang Yanchuan manage to incite so many of his subordinates to rebel without his knowledge? !

How can this group of people accurately judge the enemy and friend while wearing the same uniform? !

The inquiring gaze kept scanning the hall. Suddenly, Jiang Silin's eyes, which had already shifted away, turned back abruptly, his gaze fixed firmly on a touch of red!

While he kept raising his sword to block the blades coming towards him, he stared at the red.

finally--

After carefully observing the situation around him, the man suddenly stood up, raised his knife and fiercely attacked the soldier next to him who was wearing the same armor as him, and then quickly moved away after succeeding. The whole set of actions happened in a flash, leaving no time for the other person to react!

His sight shifted again, falling on another patch of red within his sight.

After a moment, he took a breath and shouted: "There is a red tie on my wrist..."

"Whoosh-"

A long arrow shot towards him at a high speed, breaking through the air. Jiang Silin paused, tapped the ground with his toes several times, and dodged it.

He turned around and looked in the direction where the arrow came from.

Jiang Yanchuan on the opposite side casually passed the longbow behind him, his eyes neither dodging nor evading: "Zhu Qian."

"Alive." Jiang Yanchuan said.

"Yes!"