Prison Dragon

Chapter 104

Under the siege of tens of thousands of soldiers and horses, if Yang Shi wanted to break through, he had to ask the others if they would agree.

Yang You didn't think there was anything to worry about, he was already a trapped animal in a cage, and he couldn't make much trouble.

Yang Yuchun came over and asked him to supervise the battle. This is the usual practice in war. If there is a safe and very important battle, it is best for the lord to go to the scene in person and give the greatest credit to the lord. The rest of the credit will be shared by the lord. Feel at ease.

Yang You put on his armor and rode out with the horse.

Yang Yuchun brought him to a hill, just in time to see the battle situation below from a high place.

Yang Shi's men struggled to cope in the encirclement.

Yang Yuchun ordered the people on his left and right to protect Yang You, and he was ready to rush down the mountain with his horse and gun.

Yang You grabbed his cloak in time, and when the two intersected, Yang You whispered in his ear: "If you can, don't kill Guangwu King."

Thousands of soldiers died for him, Yang You has done enough crimes, he doesn't want to lose the last bottom line between brothers.

He can fight Yang Shi, and can deprive Yang Shi of his power, but he can't bear to take his life with his own hands.

When Yang Shi killed Yang Ti, he could still stand on the sidelines, anyway, he didn't die at his hands, but now, he wants to keep Yang Shi's life hypocritically.

For a moment, Yang You didn't know that he was so hypocritical.

Yang Yuchun looked distressed, "Your Majesty, the two armies are fighting, the enemy is dead and we are dead, King Guangwu is brave, if I keep a hand, I don't know if I can get my life back under his hands."

Yang You wiped the dust off the shoulder armor for him, "I'm just saying, just do your best, if you can't save his life, I won't blame you for being ruthless."

"Go." He squeezed Yang Yuchun's strong and strong arms, holding silver guns in both hands, shouting the blood of fighting.

Yang Yuchun clamped the horse's belly with his legs, and rushed into the melee like a dragon entering the river. Swords and swords flashed before Yang You's eyes.

Yang Shi's mouth was in pain, and the gun in his hand numbly pierced one flesh and blood body after another. He didn't know how long he had been fighting like this, his eyes were full of people, and he couldn't tell which were human and which were corpses.

Here, the living are also corpses.

Sitting down, the horse suddenly neighed, he tightened the reins, and dodged a slanting shot. Seeing that there were fewer and fewer people being beaten, let alone Wu Chuan, he didn't even see the dust and smoke in the northwest.

Sweat seeped from the corner of his mouth, with a bitter and salty taste. He looked up and saw the flag of the Shenlong Army hanging on the mountain not far away. There was a white horse under the commander's flag, and a young man sat vaguely on it.

Is that... Yang You?

While fighting, he recalled that he hadn't seen each other in ten years, even after confronting each other in Qishan for such a long time, he and Yang You didn't look at each other.

This was actually the closest distance between their brothers in ten years.

Yang You seemed to be as handsome as before, just looking at his vague appearance, he knew that he must be a rich and handsome young man, unlike himself, now he is a blood-stained loser.

Ten years ago, when he returned to Beijing on horseback, he was still standing in the crowd looking at him, and he was used as a shield to block Yang Ting's punishment.

At that time, he really felt that this younger brother was weak and stupid, and he was not a threat.

Looking at it now, how true or false was Yang You's attitude at that time?Maybe the ledger that brought down the Qian family was also what he had planned long ago.

He always thought that Yang You was a stupid pig, a sheep, why didn't he discover the dark heart under Yang You's skin?

Yes, he thought Yang You was weak, so he didn't bother to care about him.

It was God's will that he fell on a little man ten years ago.

It's just that Yang Shi is not reconciled no matter what, everything has come to him, why would he lose it all?

Yao Jun stood beside him, and had already been shot by an arrow in his left shoulder.

Yang Shi took down a strong bow from behind, took out the last arrow from the quiver at his feet, looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, his roar resounded like thunder across the battlefield: "Masters, look at my arrow!"

Before the words fell, Yang You only saw a silver light flash in front of his eyes, and the soldiers shouted: "My lord, be careful!"

too fast!

The echo of Yang Shi's words still lingered in his ears, an arrow pierced his chest, and the arrow directly cut off the lock between the two breastplates. The chest pierced through and brought him down to the ground.

He didn't know what happened yet, he just looked up at the sky ignorantly, a red line was hooked on the snow-white arrow feathers, and the broken dragon scales turned into tiny stars in the air, every bit of coolness fell on him face.

"Yang Shi!" There was another roar like thunder, Yang Yuchun saw Yang You fell and rushed in regardless, glaring and gnashing his teeth.

Yang Shi turned his back to him, looked at the direction where Yang You fell, and stopped fighting, just laughed loudly.

Yang Yuchun picked him off his horse with one shot, and the soldiers swarmed up and stabbed him into a sieve. Yao Jun got off his horse and tried to walk to him, but Liu Wu chopped off his neck with a single knife, and the blood spurted out, which was more dazzling than that of Yao Jun. The fire is even redder.

Yang Shi gradually couldn't see clearly in the dark night, the blood poured out, he choked when he opened his mouth, but he still wanted to laugh.

God willing!God willing!

Yang You didn't die, he could see the arrow, that arrow was very accurate, if it hit, Yang You would die on the spot.

But he could also see that the arrow was blocked by something, although there would be injuries, Yang You would not die.

He suddenly thought of the mysterious man in black.

"You can't be emperor."

"You don't have this life!"

"Shut up!"

"I'll only pick the first person who sees me."

"Shut up! Shut up!"

"Without my acknowledgment, you can't be the emperor, and your brothers, none of you will sit in that position..."

"Hahahahaha..." He laughed and his whole body hurt.

Yang Jian, Yang Ti, Yang Ren, Di Fei...you are all foils.

I am also a foil.

He looked towards the east, showing a wild smile.

No one will win, because there is a person who has power that ordinary people do not have.

It's that Taoism again.

But this time the dream was more complete. The middle-aged man was sitting in the carriage, surrounded by a scruffy old man. The Taoist temple was already on fire, and they seemed to be leaving.

The old man sat cross-legged casually, grabbing the lice on his clothes, "Your Majesty, Taoist Zhongwei just doesn't help, why bother to burn down a good Taoist temple?"

His Majesty?

Could this man be an emperor?But he was wearing the clothes of ordinary rich people, this kind of clothes didn't change much from Zhou Dynasty to Qi State, and he didn't have any ornaments on his body, so Yang You couldn't judge which dynasty or generation emperor he was for a while.

Yang You wanted to turn to look at his face, but he couldn't move anyway.

The middle-aged man didn't seem to care about his slovenliness, "Since he knows about it, he can't keep it if he doesn't help me. It's a matter of the world, so I can't be careless. The monk didn't know where he went, and Zhong Wei died. Now only you can do it."

The old man sighed resignedly, "It's too risky to do it alone, and His Majesty needs to cooperate."

The middle-aged man nodded, "Just say what you want, and I can give you anything you want."

"What if you want His Majesty's younger brother?"

The middle-aged man's fingers twitched slightly, "For the sake of the world, he will agree."

What for the world?What are they going to do again?What do you want His Majesty's brother to do?

Yang You was suddenly nailed to the spot, watching himself pass through the carriage, watching the carriage go further and further away, and finally there were only two bare ruts left.

"My lord, are you awake?" He opened his eyes, everything was so clear after the dream.

Yang Yuchun stood by his bed and put a spoonful of medicine to his mouth.

Yang You raised his hand, wanting to hold the spoon by himself, but unexpectedly, it caused pain all over his body, and he couldn't help gritting his teeth.

"Don't move!" Yang Yuchun put down the medicine bowl and held him down, "What do you want to do, I will do it for you."

"I want to cough...get up." Yang You said weakly.

Yang Yuchun leaned over, put one arm around his neck, and supported his back with the other, carefully avoiding the wound, and picked him up, Zhuo Xinhong was also watching, Yang Yuchun helped Yang You up , Zhuo Xinhong sat down behind Yang You and asked Yang You to lean against him.

Yang Yuchun pressed the quilt for him, and then continued to feed the medicine.

Yang You started to retch after taking a few sips, Zhuo Xinhong patted his back lightly to comfort him, "This medicine is just a bit bitter, bear with it, and drink some porridge later."

Yang You started coughing again, Yang Yuchun handed him a handkerchief, he coughed for a long time and coughed up a pile of black blood.

Yang Yuchun saw that his face became much smoother after coughing, and said reassuringly: "The doctor said you have congestion in your chest, just cough it up and it will be fine."

Yang You only felt that his throat was dry and sore, so he barely finished drinking the medicine, took two sips of tea to moisten his mouth, and began to ask Zhuo Xinhong: "Is there any important news recently?"

Zhuo Xinhong said: "King Guangwu has already been buried, and the mourning hall has stopped in Wuchuan. We are now twenty miles outside Lidu City, and General Di Fei won't let us in even if he doesn't open the city gate."

Yang You leaned on his shoulder, a little sleepy: "What reason?"

"It is said that feudal lords are not allowed to lead troops like Beijing. If we want to enter the city, we have to disband our troops."

"He's crazy." Yang Yuchun said coldly.

Yang You also felt the same way. After fighting for more than half a year, didn't Di Fei see clearly that they were all bad guys?

"Could it be that Yang Ren is going to proclaim himself emperor?" Yang You thought about it and this was the only possibility. For his grandson to become emperor, Di Fei would naturally prevent Yang You from entering the capital.

"No." This was the second thing Zhuo Xinhong wanted to say, "They don't have the chariot frame of the Holy Majesty, they don't have the jade seal, they don't have anything, and they dare not call themselves emperors."

"Is the father really in the hands of the fourth brother?" Yang You asked, "Did you notice the things of the father when you checked the supplies of the Xuanjia Army?"

"Actually, the emperor is in our camp now." Zhuo Xinhong said, "I arrived last night, and my uncle brought him here."

Hiromitsu real person?

"Master uncle said that when the second prince fled eastward with the emperor, he followed him. Later, King Guangwu fought with General Di. In the panic, the second prince was snatched back. He took advantage of the chaos and fled with the emperor and Yuxi. If he dared to enter Beijing, he took His Majesty and hid in the farmhouse. He didn’t come here until our army arrived.”

"How is the father?"

"Your Majesty is in good health except for being thin."

Yang You inexplicably felt a little funny, Yang Ting was tossed and tossed, but he was still alive.

Sometimes he even thought, it would be better to let Yang Ting die, as a king and a father, he is not a good person.