Looking at the four stone puppets whose heads were shot not far away, Lin Hao felt mixed emotions at the moment.

The strength of a blind sword master can already match the thousands of troops on their side, and the situation in the field is completely tilted to one side.

"There is no Talisman Beast, now I want to see how you can do it."

Yan Hongyi smiled half-heartedly, stared at Lin Hao and said lightly.

In today's battle, neither General Qin Xiong nor the Fourth Prince Yan Chen paid much attention to him.

Only Lin Hao could make him feel like a competitor.

The fun of being evenly matched is like meeting an opponent in chess.

Every time the situation changes, it is difficult to figure out their next move.

"ah!!"

At this moment, a scream suddenly sounded.

But in the battle circle not far away, the fire-scaled tiger suddenly pounced on Sun Mu, choked him, and bit his neck off.

laugh--!

The scarlet blood splashed everywhere, further stimulating the fire-scaled tiger's primitive animal nature, making its bite forceful and ferocious!

In just a few breaths, this ninth-level expert was bitten to death, and even his body was swallowed alive by the fire-scaled tiger.

"Sorry, my pet seems a little hungry."

A playful smile appeared at the corner of Lin Hao's mouth, and he spoke back to Yan Hongyi.

Seeing this, Yan Hongyi didn't even frown, his expression was indifferent.

It was as if the dead Sun Mu was like an insignificant chess piece to him.

On the chessboard, a ninth-level warrior can kill four of his opponent's ninth-level talisman puppets without suffering a loss.

However, now, the blind sword master has returned his favor and will not help again.

The change in the situation on the field was also due to Lin Hao's influence, which completely deviated from his original strategy.

If the fight continues, the chance of victory is not great.

It seems that we can only hope for the last risky move!

As his thoughts changed, Yan Hongyi suddenly raised his head.

He looked at the sun that had risen to the middle of the sky and murmured to himself: "It's almost... time."

"clang--!"

Just as Yan Hongyi's voice fell, a loud chime of bells suddenly resounded deep in the palace.

Dang! Dang! Dang...!!!

Immediately afterwards, the bells sounded one after another, gradually becoming more urgent.

The sudden sound of the bell immediately made Qin Xiong, Gu Lie, and many high-ranking officials present look solemn.

Listening to the direction of the bells, you can see that it is the ancestral hall in the north city of the imperial palace.

There is an ancient bell there. Whenever a king in the past dynasties passed away, someone would immediately ring it twenty-four times to commemorate his merits.

For a time, the fighting, which lasted for several hours, gradually stopped.

Regardless of the Guards, City Defense Forces, Security Forces, or Forest Guards, all the soldiers lowered their weapons in a tacit understanding and looked towards the depths of the palace.

"Could it be that Your Majesty..."

Qin Xiong frowned, feeling quite heavy.

"Father!"

The fourth prince, Yan Chen, tensed up and did not want to believe what he was thinking.

The corners of Yan Hongyi's mouth had a slight arc, rising slightly.

He even closed his eyes, and the heavy bells echoed in his ears, like melodious music, with an expression of great enjoyment.

"Does this guy have any other plans?"

Lin Hao's eyes darkened slightly, and he glanced at Yan Hongyi with a vague premonition.

Then, it ended with twenty-four bells.

At the gate of the imperial city on the high platform, three black shadows appeared.

The three of them are the three team leaders of Ming Pavilion.

Dark Eagle, Long Jiu, Feng Ming.

Under the gaze of everyone, Dark Eagle walked to the edge of the high platform.

"It is officially announced that His Majesty has passed away just now."

He glanced coldly at the central square below, and then announced loudly in an official tone.

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was shocked!

"What? His Majesty is dead?!"

"He was fine just now, why suddenly..."

For a time, voices of surprise and suspicion rang out one after another in the field.

Qin Xiong faced the imperial city, suddenly knelt down on one knee, and said calmly: "Please rest in peace, Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty, rest in peace!"

At this moment, most of the generals and palace officials knelt on the ground and shouted loudly.

"How did my father die?"

Yan Chen raised his head, stared at Dark Eagle with red eyes, and asked.

"After examination by the imperial doctor, the cause of His Majesty's death was most likely due to some kind of chronic poison, and he suddenly died of the poison just a moment ago."

Dark Eagle's voice was still cold.

As an assassin, he has long regarded life and death as plainly as water.

"Slow poison?"

Yan Chen looked slightly startled and said angrily: "Who poisoned me?!"

"I don't know. This kind of chronic poison was probably swallowed by His Majesty a few days ago."

Dark Eagle shook his head and said coldly: "So it will be difficult to trace the murderer in a short time."

Hearing these words, Lin Hao raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at Yan Hongyi not far away.

He couldn't help but be secretly surprised.

This guy is really vicious.

No, to be precise, they should be beasts that have lost their humanity!

Not only did he design to kill his two brothers, but now even his own biological father was poisoned to death!

"As far as I know, since the death of the crown prince, my father has not made another will to inherit the throne."

At this time, Yan Hongyi's faint voice suddenly sounded.

His words were extremely harsh in the current atmosphere.

But he saw the suppressed anger in Yan Chen's heart burst out in an instant.

"Yan Hongyi, are you a beast!"

Yan Chen's eyes were bloodshot and he glared at the third prince angrily. His face turned red and he yelled: "My father's bones are not yet cold, but you are still coveting the throne!"

Yan Hongyi spread his hands and said calmly: "People cannot be resurrected after death. As the saying goes, a family cannot be without a master for a day, and a country cannot be without a king for a day."

"Now that my father is dead, we must reestablish a new King Yan as soon as possible and reorganize the court."

Speaking of this, Yan Hongyi actually took out a yellow booklet from the storage ring, with the four golden characters of 'Yan Family Imperial Genealogy' written on it.

"According to the rules of our royal family, Article 108 records."

As he spoke, he flipped open the book in a nonchalant manner and said with dignity: "Whenever a king dies suddenly before he has made a will, the next king will be succeeded by his eldest son."

Hearing this, Lin Hao's eyes darkened slightly, and he vaguely guessed something.

He is simply vicious!

"And now, both royal brothers are dead."

As expected, I heard Yan Hongyi continue: "According to the clan rules, seniority is in order, so I should inherit the position of the late emperor."

"That's right, His Highness the Third Prince has ascended to the throne. It is just and justified. We all support him!"

Lieutenant Wang raised his sword and shouted excitedly.

“Support His Highness the Third Prince’s succession!!”

Suddenly, the rebels present raised their weapons and shouted in unison.

Such an exciting voice resounded through the sky!

Listening to the voices of support echoing in the square, the fourth prince Yan Chen's face turned extremely gloomy at this moment.

His body could not help but tremble because of his rage. He clenched the sword in his right hand, filled with murderous intent!

The princes and nobles on the high platform all fell silent and made no rebuttal.

Because, according to the royal family rules, there is indeed such an explicit order.
Chapter completed!