Accompanied by deafening shouts.
One figure after another, their entire bodies covered in armor and even their warhorses, charged toward the twenty thousand black-armored Imperial Army soldiers outside Qilin Hall with mountain-toppling momentum.
In the blink of an eye, the black and silver torrents converged.
What followed was the sound of metal clashing against metal and a large number of screams.
Iron pagoda, equipped with heavy cavalry.
His entire body, including his warhorse, was covered in heavy armor.
With such weight, once it charged, the power and might it could bring was unimaginable…
The 8,000 Iron Pagodas were like pieces of iron that had been smashed into tofu. They had completely pierced through the black-armored Imperial Army guarding Qilin Hall without encountering any resistance.
On the other hand, the Black Armored Imperial Army had no way to deal with the Stupa Army, which was armed to the teeth.
In addition to the difference in weapons.
With just the first contact, the outcome of the battle between the two sides was almost without suspense.
Even though the Black Armored Imperial Army was more than twice the size of the Stupa Army…
However, the Futu Army that had broken through the defense line of the Black Armored Imperial Army did not stop there.
Other than the dozens of people who entered the Qilin Hall, the others reined in their horses and turned around, once again charging at the remaining black-armored Imperial Army soldiers.
It was as if he would not give up until he completely produced it.
Seeing this scene outside the hall, the civil and military officials in the court were shocked and terrified.
Ying Zheng's face was filled with disbelief.
"Impossible! That's impossible!"
"Xianyang Palace is heavily guarded. How did these heavy cavalry get in?”
Although Xianyang Palace was huge, there was a guard every ten steps and a sentry every hundred steps.
In terms of the degree of security, no one dared to claim to be the first in Xianyang Palace.
But now, 8,000 armored cavalry appeared out of nowhere!
Eight thousand!
Not eighty.
Ying Zheng could not understand this at all.
At this moment, it was not just Ying Zheng.
Even Meng Yi and Feng Quji, who had already switched sides with Zhao Tuo, were dumbfounded.
These cavalrymen armed to the teeth were not part of their plans.
Young Master had never even mentioned to them that he had such an elite cavalry troop under him.
As expected.
This Young Master Tuo was still the same as before, with countless trump cards…
"Buddha Army Commander Zhao Zhen greets Master!”
The leader of the Stupa Army dismounted from his horse and knelt in front of Zhao Zhen.
Zhao Tuo nodded and smiled as he sized up Zhao Zhen and his equipment.
It was the first time he had seen the Stupa Army since the system reward yesterday.
In his previous life, he had learned a lot from movies, television dramas, and history books.
Now that he looked at it, his combat strength was indeed not exaggerated.
Very soon, the sounds of battle outside the Qilin Palace gradually subsided.
The smile on Zhao Tuo's face grew even brighter, while Ying Zheng suddenly became calm, and his eyes shone with an inexplicable divine light.
At this moment, everyone was clear about the situation outside the hall.
The black-armored Imperial Army had lost their advantage!
"Imperial Father, why…"
? Zhao Tuo tidied his black dragon robe and slowly stepped onto the ninth step Dragon Stage.
"Thump…"
Each step was accompanied by a dull thud.
The voice was not loud, but it seemed to strike the hearts of Ying Zheng and all the officials below.
It was unknown when the hall had quieted down.
Ying Zheng quietly watched Zhao Tuo step onto the nine-step dragon platform.
"Do you think that these are enough to usurp the throne?" he asked suddenly.”
Zhao Tuo stopped in his tracks, raised his head, and grinned at Ying Zheng.
"I'm not that naive. I have plenty of backup plans.”
"Hehehe…Hahahahaha!!!”
Hearing Zhao Tuo's disrespectful words, Ying Zheng was not angry. Instead, he laughed.
"Hahahaha! You're much more interesting than your brothers, aren't you?”
"You have courage, resourcefulness, courage, and even the ability to endure. You have some of Zhen's elegance from back then, and it's indeed not something your brothers can compare to.”
Hearing Ying Zheng's words, the civil and military officials below immediately boiled over.
The Fifteenth Young Master intended to usurp the throne, but His Majesty actually praised him instead?
But then again, the truth was indeed as His Majesty had said.
After being exiled outside the palace for so many years, he was still able to secretly rebel against the Black Ice Platform and even deploy 8,000 heavy cavalry in the palace.
It was indeed difficult to find another person as brave and resourceful as this Young Master Tuo.
Even the current Eldest Young Master Fu Su.
Although he was loved by the people, he was indecisive and blindly pursued virtue and benevolence.
However, in comparison, he was far inferior to this Fifteenth Young Master.
After staring at each other for a moment, Ying Zheng spoke again.
"You are so intelligent, but do you know that even if you sit on the throne today, will the officials in the court agree?”
"Do you agree with Great Qin's million soldiers?”
"Do the people of the world agree?”
"Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it. I advise you to think carefully before making a decision!”
"Thump…Thump…"
Zhao Tuo smiled faintly as if he hadn't heard anything. He actually stepped out once more, walking towards the peak of the ninth step Dragon Stage…
"Boom!"
The final step was to firmly step onto the ninth step Dragon Stage.
He crossed his arms slightly, looked at Ying Zheng with a smile on his face, and said again,"
"Your son, Zhao Tuo, requests Imperial Father…to abdicate the throne!!!”
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