The prince is very fierce

"Report"

Inside the Imperial College, an anxious shout resounded outside the peach blossom forest.

Song Yu, who had been pacing back and forth beside the brazier for a long time, hurried to the gate and said in a deep voice:

"Why are you shouting so loudly? What happened?"

Outside the gate, Liu Pingyang's son Liu Changrun, with uncontrollable excitement in his eyes, looked around and said anxiously:

"The big thing has been done. Xu Buling really fell into the trap. In a rage, he rushed to the Wangjiangtai and committed the crime of regicide."

Song Yu's whole body shook slightly, and it was still a little unbelievable:

"It worked in one go... How is my brother?"

Liu Changrun gasped, trembling with excitement:

"I saw it with my own eyes. A sword pierced through the heart and passed through the body. Liu Yunlin was guarding around the imperial chariot. According to his report, the emperor had died as soon as he left the Wangjiangtai. The country cannot be without a monarch for a day. Now the officials are leaderless and no one is sitting in the court. The prince is still Please go to Taiji Palace as soon as possible to take charge of the situation. "

Song Yu's body shook twice, touched his chest, with a bit of disbelief in his eyes:

"Brother, just died like this?"

Liu Changrun raised his hand to hold Song Yu's arm, and said anxiously:

"It is absolutely true, there is no mistake. Now Xu Buling will definitely die for regicide. Prince Su will definitely lead his army out of Qinzhou to put pressure on the court. The two kings of Shu and Chu will not be able to rush to the capital in time, and the officials can't wait. Please go to Taiji Palace as soon as possible. "

Song Yu was in a trance for a moment, and then his face was slightly shocked. He rushed out of the Imperial College and went to Taiji Palace in the imperial city...——

In the Maiji Mountain area outside the Qinzhou border, two thousand court soldiers were stationed here. Because Qianyang Pass was guarded by the Xiliang Army behind, the troops stationed in Maiji Mountain were only symbolic and had no practical effect.

At noon, five scouts sat on a beacon tower left over from the previous dynasty on the top of the mountain, chewing dry food with water bags in their hands.

Among the scouts, there was an old soldier, also a sergeant, who was sitting in the shade under the beacon tower, telling some dirty jokes collected over the years in a vivid and colorful manner.

The four scouts were all newly recruited recruits, only 17 or 18 years old. Otherwise, they would not have been sent to Maiji Mountain, where there had been no war for 60 years, to train. This place was sandwiched between the Dayue Western Army and the Xiliang Iron Cavalry. Unless the Xiliang Army left Qinzhou or the court attacked King Su one day, it would be possible to light a beacon.

Military orders are like mountains. Since the court kept this beacon tower, it naturally still has a use.

The old sergeant had been here for a lifetime, and he even remembered how many trees there were in the poplar forest under the beacon tower. He had lost interest long ago, and just let a silly new recruit stand under the sun and look at it.

Dongdongdong—

Just as the old sergeant was telling dirty words in a vivid and colorful manner, circles of ripples suddenly appeared in the water bowl in his hand.

The soldier who was chewing dry food nearby looked at him and sneered: "Sergeant, why are your hands shaking? Did you do that last night..."

"Bah, believe it or not, I'll deflower you tonight, my hands can't shake!"

The old sergeant spat, looked at the water bowl in his hand, and was a little confused. After thinking for a while, he put the water bowl on the ground and lay down to listen.

"Horse hooves...quite a lot..."

The new soldier also listened, but unfortunately he couldn't hear anything, and wondered:

"We are infantrymen, where did the horse hooves come from..."

The old sergeant frowned and thought for a while, then raised his head: "Hey, idiot, did you see anything?"

The scout on the high side of the beacon tower raised his hand and pointed to the northwest:

"There's a lot of smoke!"

"Smoke?"

The old sergeant was puzzled, stood up, patted his butt, and glanced out of the window.

Who would have thought that this glance would be so creepy!

At the end of the wilderness northwest of Maiji Mountain, a black line with no visible edge appeared. The dust raised by tens of thousands of soldiers and horses covered the sky, like a tsunami that had just appeared, slowly pressing down from the horizon.

"This... this..."

The old sergeant's pupils shrank slightly, his face turned pale, and he turned and crawled towards the torch, cursing:

"You fool, why didn't you say it earlier! Fire, quick, where is the fire!"

Several new soldiers were still at a loss, and they got up and found the fire starter and handed it to the old sergeant:

"What's wrong, what is that?"

The old sergeant's face was pale, and he crawled up to the beacon tower, kicked the fool away, stood next to the pile of dry firewood and horse manure, held the torch and looked to the northwest, his legs shaking uncontrollably.

The northwest of Maiji Mountain is the border of Qinzhou, where there is a poplar forest, and beyond the poplar forest is the territory of King Su.

Although the troops of the Prince of Su can be stationed at Qianyang Pass, this place is a no-man's land, and it's okay for the people to run between the two sides, but since ancient times, the court has had an iron rule that if the princes leave their fiefdoms without the order of the court, they will be regarded as treason.

Qianyang Pass is changed every three years, and it is not time to change the guard now, and there are too many troops in front, enough to attack Chang'an.

The old sergeant knew that the Prince of Su was training in Qinzhou, but he shouldn't train in this place, because if he goes further, he will be out of Qinzhou!

Under the scorching sun, beads of sweat fell on the scorched stone slabs.

The old sergeant's hand holding the torch trembled slightly, his eyes stared at the black line, and he didn't even dare to blink.

The Prince of Su crossed the small poplar forest, and if the fire didn't start, he would lose his head.

But if this fire really started, it would not burn a pile of firewood, but the lives of hundreds of thousands of soldiers who had lived in peace for sixty years on both sides!

"Tiger"

"Tiger"

"Tiger"

Gradually, the deafening roar came from the sky, more and more, until the whole world was left with only this one sound.

The dust and smoke raised by the 80,000-man army swept across the land, covering the sky and the sun. The black royal flag fluttered in the wind, like a series of death warrants.

The old sergeant even stopped breathing, still staring at the forest, and forced himself not to throw the torch down.

Several soldiers were so scared that their faces turned pale and fell to the ground. They first grabbed the weapons leaning against the wall, then dropped their weapons and ran down the beacon tower in a panic.

"Tiger"

"Tiger"

"Tiger"

Tens of thousands of people shouted in unison, as if they were right in front of them.

Tens of thousands of blades were like waves, flashing a cold light that could crush people and things in the world under the scorching sun.

The horse's hooves stomped heavily on the ground, breaking several earthenware jars placed in the beacon tower into pieces.

The old sergeant was like a wooden man, holding a torch and standing alone on the beacon tower, watching the black ocean slowly approaching the poplar forest, getting closer and closer, and finally...

Boom

The blazing flames rose from the beacon tower, and the billowing smoke rushed straight into the sky.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

The old sergeant picked up his long knife from the ground like a madman and rushed to the military camp at the foot of the mountain. His shrill rebukes spread far and wide throughout the Maiji Mountain.

Unfortunately, the military camp stationed at the foot of the mountain had already fled in all directions, leaving only a large area of ​​barracks and the dragon flag still fluttering in the wind...——

At the same time.

At the end of the thousands of miles of yellow sand far away in the sky, the dark Northern Qi army appeared at the edge of the sand sea. In front of them was Guazhou, the westernmost territory of Dayue. After passing through Yumen Pass in Guazhou, it was the Western Regions.

The general riding on a warhorse, looking at the city in the distance, raised his hand to catch an eagle falling straight from the sky.

A paper tube was tied to the eagle's leg, with the mark of the Left Prince Jiang Ni on it.

The general let the eagle go, opened the paper tube and took a look, then pulled out a scimitar from the side of his horse and pointed it at the city:

"Beat the drum!"

Bang, bang, bang

"Kill"

The overwhelming shouting and killing voices instantly drowned out the entire sea of ​​sand...