The cold weather did not affect the high spirits of the Azure Dragon Army.

When they saw the imperial palace close at hand, everyone's heart was filled with pride.

For more than a year, they have eaten and sleeplessly, and have won the top ranks of countless people on the battlefield.

They fought with all the forces of the rebels, and also fought with the soldiers and horses stationed by the court in various places.

In this battle after battle, they are invincible.

What makes them even more proud and proud is that in every battle, their leaders will advance and retreat with them.

Although the leader is a woman, it is they who respect and admire especially.

If it weren't for the leader, they might still be living in the dire straits under Huo's rule.

There was a loud bang.

The palace gate was severely knocked open, and dozens of soldiers struggling to reach the gate fell to the ground.

Rong Huang was riding on the back of a maroon sweaty BMW, wearing silver-white light armor, and his ink-colored hair was fluttering in the wind, and a thin layer of snow fell on his hair and shoulders.

Rong Huang chuckled, his red lips curled up, his sword arms raised, and he said loudly, "Soldiers, charge!"

"Flush—"

The countless members of the Azure Dragon Army behind him agreed, and rushed into the palace with swords and spears.

At the entrance of Jinluan Temple, Huo Xiang, dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, was sitting in a wheelchair. Behind him was a group of horrified ministers. A dozen concubines were standing beside him, crying.

Looking at the Azure Dragon Army attacking the imperial palace from afar, Huo Xiang's face turned pale.

The blue veins on the backs of Huo Xiang's hands were violent, and if he got closer, he could still hear the trembling of the teeth in Huo Xiang's mouth.

Except for Huo Xiang himself, no one knows his panic at the moment.

Wen Xiaoyu came, and he came to him for revenge.

Huo Xiang didn't tell anyone that Wen Xiaoyu was the leader of the Azure Dragon Army. During the period when the Azure Dragon Army was approaching to Beijing, he could not sleep day and night, and was anxious.

He knew that when the palace fell, his fate would not be much better.

Huo Xiang's eyes were filled with desperation, and after the light touched the two people who were closest to him, Wen Guogong and Wen Dehai, an idea suddenly came up in his mind.

There is no overnight feud between their children and their parents, even if Wen Xiaoyu hates him no matter how much he hates him, they won't be treated like Wen Dehai and the others.

Princess Yile was his aunt, Wen Dehai was his uncle, and Wen Xiaoyu could not kill him anyway.

If Wen Xiaoyu killed him, she would be condemned by the world.

After thinking about it this way, Huo Xiang was not so scared anymore.

"Wen Aiqing." Huo Xiang raised his hand to let Lord Wen Guo and Wen Dehai come forward.

Wen Guogong and Wen Dehai looked at each other. Before they even started, they were pushed by the minister behind them and came directly to Huo Xiang.

"The emperor... the emperor."

"Do you know why I called you over?"

Since banning the princess Yile, Huo Xiang has fallen out with the Guogong Mansion and the Long Princess Mansion.

But now the situation is critical, and he can't take care of any face.

Huo Xiang tried his best to make his expression look approachable, and pointed to the Azure Dragon Army fighting the court soldiers and horses, "Do you know who the leader of the Azure Dragon Army is?"

Wen Dehai's expression was blank, "Didn't it mean that it was a woman named Rong Huang?"

As early as when they learned that the leader of the Azure Dragon Army was a woman, the Manchu dynasty civil servants were shocked.

While envious and jealous, they became deeply jealous of this woman named Rong Huang.

A woman who can lead the Azure Dragon Army to such a terrible point, whether it is a city or a strategy, must have reached a terrible point.