Don't go down if you have a kind [Rebirth]

It was like a dream, and they just started fighting like this.

Pang Hong was still too immature when it came to cutting first and then playing. He didn't know that Emperor Xiong on the throne was a veteran.

The Ping'an camp received the emperor's secret instruction. When Zhu Le withdrew his army to the north and wanted to go back to his hometown to teach Hu Qier a lesson, he handed over the papers to the court and asked if he had military funds and whether he wanted to fight. The beast retorted, this time the military resources must be sent if not sent, and the sword must be drawn if it is not drawn-otherwise it is a dead word.

Sure enough, as Goatee said, although Jule withdrew some troops to the north, he stopped retreating when the war started.

Panic.

Emperor Xiong said, "Wait, wait for the Golden Rider."

Golden ride?The courtiers are in a mess in the wind and rain, and the gold is riding in the hands of His Royal Highness Heyang, and they are fighting with us at the front line together with the "National Defense Army"!Wait until they finish the fight and enter Baichuan City?

But I understood what the nephew meant.And Apunu.

Apu Nu is the real master of the Golden Rider.

The annual drama of the Sanqiang internal strife has begun again.

The Golden Cavalry who received the edict from Empress Qiang was supposed to cooperate with the "National Defense Army" to kill all directions, but half of them were killed, and I don't know why they suddenly patted their butts and left!

What the hell is he gone again.

On the same day, Emperor Xiong received a secret letter on his desk covered with golden lacquer with mayfly patterns.

In the secret letter was a small note written by Apunu: "May all the fallen return home as soon as possible, thank you."

And a piece of Qiang language, to the effect that after everyone has returned to their homes and is full, there will be a real contest between men.

"..." I stared at the emperor's nephew who bowed his head to approve the military report, "This guy also went back to grab the Dama grassland? You have so many ways, can you let the remaining enemy troops disperse as soon as possible?"

He just finished the work, put away his pen and stood up, opened the window to welcome the starry sky: "The rest is up to you. Fourteen, look at the stars tonight."

"Well, it's pretty nice," I walked over, "what's the matter?"

He turned his head to look at me, looked up at the sky for a while, and said with a smile: "It's nothing. I just feel that the starry nights in Kyoto and Liangzhou are not as bright as here. The wind and clouds of the world are all in the eyes and ears. Every step could lead to a catastrophe."

As someone who has been there, I immediately understood that he was under too much pressure from work, and hurriedly said: "Don't worry, we will definitely win, and the 'National Defense Army' on the opposite side is just a mob. Sigh, I know what you think, If you can't win, the country will be ruined and your family will be ruined. If you win, you will lose your life, right? Don't think about it too much. If you don't fight, you will lose your country and your family and your life..."

He looked at me quietly and didn't respond.

Seeing it made me flustered: "You... what did you say before, that I was your backdoor. You always said that I was the one who treated you well and protected you, but in fact it was not me who protected you. It was you who came this way. It would be more appropriate to protect me and say that you are my way of retreat. You and I will bear the merits and demerits together. After a hundred years, when the judge in the Hall of Yama pulls it down with one stroke, we will just walk through mountains of swords and seas of fire and the six reincarnations together."

The covenant of reincarnation has just been made, but before going through the mountains of swords and seas of fire together, I am afraid that we must first go to the battlefield together.

The Ping'an Battalion charged forward and continued to push northward. The newly-built militiamen in the two states of Xiliang swept across the flanks. Outside the city of Kyoto, the battle situation was extremely anxious.

Unable to delay, the goatee screamed all over the sky, fearing that Jule's red bronze cavalry and Apunu's golden cavalry would finish off Huzier and rush back to join the battle.

I said, "It won't be so fast. After beating Huzier, the two of them will have to fight again. What we are facing in front of us is His Highness Heyang and her 'National Defense Army'."

Chui Gongtai grabbed my "but" and raised an attack.

It is indeed too tricky.Princess Heyang and her "National Guard Army" are more difficult to fight than the Sanqiang cavalry, because they are all Daxing people after all.Although there are still more than [-] Qiang Red Bronze Cavalry and Golden Cavalry soldiers gathered in the city of Kyoto, but in the end, the ones who really rushed to the front were those who "revolted" from Minzhou, Yunzhou, Cangzhou and other places mob.And the so-called "disorderly people" are nothing but poor people who are forced to afford food and want to earn a living in a desperate situation.

These people regard His Highness Heyang's "New Dynasty, New Deal, Haiyan and Heqing" as their way of life.But he was unwilling to believe in the three southwestern states.

Do we look that unreliable?

Unreliable civil and military officials from the three southwestern states gathered in the Zhongzhou South Palace, restless in the face of continuous autumn rain and ruined walls.

The waiter handed in two pieces of news. First, Pang Hong, who had been relieved of his military power, was finally killed in the Lujiang disaster relief mission. Second, Song Lang, who had originally been on a mission to the enemy with integrity, was killed by the Qiang people.

Wei Pei stood up abruptly, his eyes were red: "He...he already knew that he would never return..."

No one knows how much flesh and blood paved this route for Apunu to jump alive from under the noses of Zhu Le and Qiang Hou to the golden cavalry.Mr. Song showed a fleeting face on behalf of these vague and nameless flesh and blood, and his soul was so dissipated that he only had a little bit of history to touch, and it was far less exciting and vigorous than the shrouding of corpses in horse leather on the battlefield and the throwing of heads and blood on the city.I asked Song Zhuangyuan if he knew that there would be no return. He might have regretted that his life was full of unsatisfactory life and lived a miserable life, but he probably knew it a long time ago.

The room was silent.

After a long time, Zhao Shuo said, "Beheading an envoy means fighting to the death. But we can't fight like that."

The thin black man Chen Duo said: "You were the ones who said you wanted to beat them earlier, but now you are the ones who say you don't want to beat them! Hu Qier is already dead, no matter which one Zhu Le and A Pu Nu are finished with, they will bring back the Sanqiang Iron Cavalry ! At that time, I will not bother you!"

Xiao Guan jumped up and said, "What 'you' and 'we'! Chen Duo, are you scared!"

"Stop arguing, all generals," Song Fei limped with a long knife on the side of the long case, and said, "The last general came all the way, and I have seen that the autumn rains in the north are not scattered, and the people in the fields The grains have not been harvested in time, they are all soaked, and troubles will soon arise. General Zhao is right, the National Defense Army can’t kill them all, and they can’t kill them all, so we have to use another method.”

To put it another way, diplomatic means have failed and the military path has been blocked, so we can only switch to economic contests, political games, and ideological infiltration.

Zhao Shuo proposed to disperse the army's salary and open the national treasury. With his rich experience in fighting the peasant army, he took the lead in turning the enemy into a friend in the Xiliang area.The enemy army refused at first, but it didn't take long, as observed by Song Fei, who was proficient in combining military and agricultural operations, the autumn harvests in North Zhongzhou and Cangzhou were wasted.Once two acres of land was hit by a natural disaster, more people flocked to join the "National Defense Army", and the number of "National Defense Army" was increasing. With so many people fighting, they needed a steady stream of food and wages, and the Qiang court had to levy additional taxes— —But the taxes cannot be collected.This endless cycle brought the first crisis of public trust to the Qiang government.Zhao Shuo's front of turning enemies into friends ushered in the first batch of "abandoning darkness and turning to light".

Princess Heyang has a new dynasty and new policies, and we also have them. Wei Pei was ordered to turn his feet south to join the goatee. In the three southwest states, institutions such as Chui Gongtai, Hongdu Mansion, and General Mansion were established to abolish kings, aristocratic families, and military equipment taxes. After waiting for the old system, new systems such as stationing troops, relocating people, and household fields were introduced.These things that he and Xue Shang have mentioned many times in the previous life but have never been able to implement, are now staggering small steps in the precarious half of the country.

When the rain flooded Yunzhou and Minzhou, Wei Yanliu said that the time has come.

Yes, it seems that the battle is almost won.But no one from the top to the bottom has a smile on his face. "Tianshi" is of course helping me, but the people who died in the disasters and wars are all living people.

The construction time of the Nanxing Palace and the East Palace in Kyoto started in the era of Emperor Wu. It was repaired and broken in the middle, and the overall style was very similar. The word "horror" is the main word on rainy days.

Emperor Xiong suffered from insomnia at night, lying on his side with his back facing me, his figure vaguely overlapped with the lonely boy many years ago.I stretched out my arms and touched his eyes randomly with my hands. He couldn't hold it back, his eyelashes fluttered, and he turned around and stopped me: "Fourteen!"

"Can't sleep and talk, why is your back to me?"

"I..." He obviously didn't expect me to be able to test his acting skills, he hesitated for a long time, and then leaned on me sullenly, "Uncle Fourteen, from the time we cut the king's order to now, we have done really well Is it right?"

I patted him on the back: "Right or wrong is temporary. What we have done can only be said to be right for nearly a hundred years. I only know that if we do nothing and wait a few years, the world The tragedy will be far uglier than it is now."

He thought I was coaxing him: "How do you know?"

I took it as a way to coax him: "I just know. We will only fight one battle next, and it will be the last one. The south has been arranged, and Wuyou has been sent to Baichuan City. The newly trained soldiers from the two states of Xiliang go west, The Northern Yan King's mixed army and the Nanyue King's mixed army are going east, pulling the main force of the 'National Defense Army' from east to west, and you personally lead the main force of the Ping'an Battalion to storm the capital, give me a team, and I will raid the formation for you."

He stretched out his hand to touch the two broken ribs on my chest, and the scar on my heart from the violence/turmoil in Ping An's camp: "The doctor told you to rest."

I was ticklish and couldn't help laughing: "I can't be quiet, let's talk after this wave. Hurry up and break up the 'National Defense Army', and push the new system of the three southwestern states to the whole territory. Free up your hands, let's rebuild the North Thirteen Pass defense line, and it will be peaceful in the future."

He was silent, like a big cat, and gently pulled his hand on my shoulder, and said in the dark, "you said so much...don't you believe me? I know what you mean, even if life and death are separated, we have to Settle the burden on your shoulders first, don't worry."

I am worried, but he misunderstood this time. I am not obsessed with "martyrdom" and "martyrdom", but I am really worried about this last battle.Because sister is really a stubborn and tough woman with a more aggressive temper than the emperor's grandmother.

The national defense army was gradually defeated, and under the leadership of the two "internal army" mentioned by Wei Yanliu, they gradually died down. Qiang Tieqi broke up his housework and returned to the battlefield.

When the weather turned cold, Zhu Le was hit by a stray arrow when he was fighting with the main force of the Golden Cavalry in the Dama Grassland. Seeing that the [-] version of Apunu in this life was about to go online ahead of schedule, the army of the Ping An Camp could not delay any longer. Starting out, [-] elite cavalry went straight to Kyoto.

The Qiang people poured ice water on the city wall. The ice on the wall could not support the ladder, and the Hengwen Gate in the south could not be attacked for a long time.

The rain of arrows and giant stone artillery covered the sky and covered the sky, and the land outside the city wall for several miles had become a piece of bloody mud and scorched earth.Brother Heidou, the loudest man in the Ping'an camp, leads people to scold and fight every day, and invites the Qiang cavalry inside to come out to compete.The Qiang people are not stupid, so of course they would not agree.

I took people from the west and Guangmen to scratch the city wall and beat the horses back to the camp. Seeing the emperor's nephew lying on the vanguard tower, poking his head in the rain of arrows and looking at the opposite tower, my heart raised my throat: "What are you doing! Come down !"

He covered his head with a shield, jumped down, turned around and walked into the tent: "The one who supervised the battle on the tower is Jin Alu, the 'Long Lord' of the Golden Terrace who came to peace talks on behalf of Apunu before. This person is not easy to deal with."

I jumped off the horse and followed: "Let Zhao Shuo draw some men from the Xiliang Second State Army, and Xu Ji's men also take back. There must be not enough food in the city, and they won't survive this winter."

"Report—" Xiao Guan rode his horse and rushed towards him suddenly, covered in blood and grime on his face, he threw himself down and shouted, "The city... the city is killing people!"

My heart skipped a beat.

Sure enough, Xiao Guan gasped and said: "The Qiang people...the Qiang people held many people in the city on the east side of the tower. As soon as our army lined up, a guillotine fell from the tower! People's heads fell straight down! We...Your Majesty, what should we do?"

"..." I turned around and went out to lead the horse, "We still need to talk, I will go to the city to see sister."

"No," Wei Yanliu, who was originally standing next to the marching map in the tent, came up to meet him, "I can't send envoys directly. The person giving orders in the city is probably not the Empress of Qiang anymore."

The emperor's nephew grabbed my arm, was silent, and suddenly said: "Sir, can the secret road of Mengxiao Garden behind the Hongdu mansion still be used?"

Wei Yanliu nodded.

"Is there any news about Qiangxi coming back?"

Wei Yanliu raised his eyes: "The latest time was two days ago, half of the letter was destroyed, I only know that Zhu Le is dead, I don't know if Miss Jiang can... Do you want to..."

"I can't delay any longer. Uncle Fourteen," the imperial nephew picked up the sword on his desk and looked at the sky outside the tent, "I will enter the city with you, and Mr. Wei will also come. First withdraw the troops and call all the generals to return to the camp for discussion! "

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