After listening to my voice, the cannon fodder family collectively abused the scum

In the letter:

"Father, when you received this letter, I, your son, had already led an army of 300,000 and taken control of the Imperial City..."

After reading the letter, King Yin became extremely anxious.

"Come here, quickly prepare the carriage. I want to take the princess back to the capital immediately..." Lin'er, you can't do anything rash...

The guards immediately went to make arrangements...

Suddenly, King Yin thought of Hei Zhong and asked someone to quickly notify Hei Zhong to follow him back to Beijing.

At this time, Xuelian just came out. Seeing Yin Wang, Xuelian came up to him and shouted with a smile on her face.

"Dad, are you here to see the scenery outside too?"

When King Yin saw his daughter, the sadness on his face disappeared and he smiled.

"Lian'er? Daddy will take you back to Beijing today."

Snow Lotus???

"Daddy? Didn't you say that you and your daughter would go to Medicine King Valley to see Mom first?"

"Why did you take your daughter back to the capital first?"

King Yin looked at his daughter and explained in a gentle voice.

"Lian'er, Daddy must take you back to the capital first. Your brother Feng Lin wants to avenge you and Fu'er."

"He leads an army of 300,000 and has taken control of the entire capital."

"Lian'er also knows that Xiaoyaoyao is a little fairy. Daddy is worried that something might happen to your brother..."

With Yaoyao in the capital, Lin'er will suffer.

Snow Lotus???

"Daddy? I actually have a brother?"

Unexpectedly, mom and dad gave birth to a brother. Hehe, then she will have a brother in the future.

Xuelian used to be very envious of others who were spoiled by their brothers, and now she also has a brother.

Yin Wang explained in a gentle voice.

"Lian'er, he is Daddy's adopted son. He returned to the capital this time to help Daddy and avenge you and your mother."

Xuelian nodded, and then the Yin King took Xuelian with him and rode in a carriage towards the capital...

Beijing.

What the people worried about finally happened.

The people were in a panic at this moment, with every household closing their doors and not daring to go out.

They heard that King Yin would massacre the city, so everyone is trying to hide.

There was not a single common person to be seen on the streets of the capital.

The square in front of the palace.

There was a chorus of wailing. Looking closely, I saw that most of the people crying were women, young and old, and even children...

They were dressed in gorgeous clothes and trapped in the center of the square, surrounded by guards with swords. They were all trembling with fear and crying...

At first glance, they were all family members of court officials.

The leading guard with a sword threatened in a stern voice.

"Why are you crying? I advise you to pray that your husband can be more powerful and persuade the emperor to hand over the Empress Dowager and the family of the Emperor's uncle and surrender."

"You will be fine, otherwise, don't blame us for being cruel."

Everyone was crying and wailing, and at this moment everyone was extremely angry towards the Queen Mother and the King's uncle's family.

Everyone is guessing that it was all caused by the Queen Mother and the King's uncle's family.

Back then, the death of Princess Yin must have been related to the Queen Mother and the King's uncle.

And at the gate of the palace.

At this moment, they were surrounded by a group of soldiers holding shields.

The masked man in a black robe who was leading the group had a gloomy face and was staring at the palace gate.

The black-clad guard beside him suggested.

"Your Highness, why don't we just charge into the palace? The old emperor can't resist anyway."

"We can charge directly into the palace and capture the old emperor alive. We will have the final say over the Empress Dowager and the Emperor's uncle's family."

Another black-clad guard echoed.

"Yes, Your Highness, the God of War is also injured and unconscious, and the Third and Fourth Princes have also left the Imperial City."

"Let's charge straight into the palace..."

The masked man in black is Prince Feng Lin of Yin Wang.

Feng Lin raised his hand.

"No need, we'll just wait here. I believe the emperor will know what to do."

The emperor will definitely not let him down in exchange for a dying empress dowager and the royal uncle's family imprisoned in the sky prison in order to save the entire royal family.

Feng Lin raised his eyes and looked at the groups of archers on the city wall with disdain in his eyes.

The guard beside him looked up and shouted towards the city wall.

"Why don't you hurry up and tell the emperor, or we will attack the city..."

The archers on the city wall did not move, as if they had not heard anything.

Just then, Feng Junche walked out from behind an archer.

He looked down with a gloomy face, and happened to meet Feng Lin's eyes.

Feng Lin's eyes widened in shock, and he asked in confusion.

"Feng Junche? You're actually okay?"

He remembered that his subordinates reported to him that Feng Junche was stabbed several times and his injuries were as serious as those of the Queen Mother, and he fell into a coma.

At this moment, seeing Feng Junche intact and standing on the high platform looking at him, Feng Lin suddenly thought of something.

Thinking this way, I understood. After all, how could someone be assassinated by a killer, and the killer not even be able to touch the carriage? And how could the little red horse kneel down?

Could this Feng Junche be a demon? But, so what? He already had a plan to deal with him.

Feng Junche sneered.

"Feng Lin, this prince is fine. Am I disappointed?"

Looking at the annoying black mask on Feng Lin's face, Feng Junche sneered.

"What's the matter? Your Highness, Prince Yin, are you ashamed to face others, or are you afraid that others will see your face? You dare not show your true face to others?"

"You..." Feng Lin was extremely angry, but he soon figured it out.

Feng Lin sneered.

"Feng Junche, whether this prince wears a mask or not is none of your business. You don't think that just because you've recovered from your injury, you can change the current situation, right?"

Humph! He wears a mask not because he is ashamed to be seen, but because he doesn't want to be seen by his beloved...

Feng Junche said with disdain on his face.

"Feng Lin, whether the current situation can be changed or not will be known after a battle. This prince doesn't even take your 300,000-man army seriously."

"This prince advises you to surrender quickly, otherwise you will die an ugly death later..."

The officials' families who were crying in the square stopped crying when they heard Feng Junche's words.

They are not crying now, because they still have the God of War, who is their backer.

Your Highness the God of War is not even afraid of the Beiyang barbarians, so would he be afraid of the Yin King's soldiers?

Everyone looked at Feng Junche with light in their eyes...

Especially those young ladies from official families, their eyes were filled with admiration when they heard what Feng Junche said...

Feng Lin raised the corner of his mouth and said provocatively.

"Interesting... Feng Junche, how about coming down and fighting this prince?"

"This prince also wants to see the power of your war god..."

Upon hearing this, the archers around Feng Junche all tried to persuade him.

"Your Highness, the God of War, no! You must not fall into the trap set by Prince Yin."

"Yes, Your Highness. The Prince of Yin is full of tricks. Your Highness, please don't fall into his trap."

…………

Everyone was trying to persuade him, and Feng Lin said with disdain.

"What? Is His Highness the God of War afraid? It seems that His Highness's reputation is nothing more than this?"

The archers were furious when they heard this.

"Feng Lin, please don't provoke our Lord God of War."

"That's right, the reputation of our Lord God of War was earned through fighting."

"If you dare to say anything disrespectful to His Highness again, we will kill you..."

Feng Junche raised his hand slightly, and all the archers shut up.

"Feng Lin, if you want to fight this prince, then come on..."

As he spoke, Feng Junche flew down from the platform and attacked Feng Lin...