King Zhao received the battle report. Cheng Mubai originally planned a sneak attack, but shelved it for no reason. Yesterday's heavy fog was the most suitable opportunity for them to attack by surprise. He missed it in vain. All the generals under King Zhao were waiting for a bloody battle.
I don’t understand why the prince stopped the war. King Zhao knew that Yun Buhui must have told Cheng Mubai everything when he arrived in Ningzhou. She is the daughter of a general, and what General Yun taught her was never war, but peace. You Yun Buhui
Unfortunately, Cheng Mubai will not attack.
"Your Majesty, what should we do?"
King Zhao said in a deep voice, "Attack tomorrow!"
The generals who had sharpened their swords for a long time responded loudly, as if they couldn't wait for tomorrow's bloody battle. King Zhao stood at the top of the city with his hands behind his back, overlooking the continuous tents thirty miles away below the city. The North County army was stationed outside the city. He himself
I thought that Cheng Mubai was just talking on paper and useless on the battlefield. I didn't expect that he was not Zhao Kuo, but he was really capable. He had been on the battlefield for more than 20 years and had not lost a battle for more than ten years, but he suffered a few defeats in Ningzhou.
defeat.
Seven battles, five wins and two losses, for him, he has already met his opponent. He has almost forgotten what it feels like to lose a battle. Cheng Mubai reminds him of it again. Based on this, he wants to fight him to the death.
The fire in his heart needs this battle to calm it down.
Early the next morning, King Zhao personally led 30,000 troops out of the city. Cheng Mubai had already received the news and led 30,000 troops to fight. The commanders of the two armies waved their swords, and the troops of the two armies surged up like water and quickly met.
Spears were crisscrossed, and blood was everywhere.
The horses neighed and the dust flew up.
The soldiers poured out one batch and then added another, receding like the tide, and rising again like the tide. The battlefield became a Shura field. The war drums of the two armies resounded through the sky, and the shouts of killing swept across like a storm. The battlefield was filled with darkness.
people.
The cavalry spears were the sharpest. The war horses neighed and ran among the enemy troops, the spears stabbed left and right, and screamed continuously. The war horses were cut off in both legs, rolled and fell to the cavalry, and the infantry spears stabbed through like a forest.
The commanders of the two armies were fighting fiercely. One was riding a white horse and was wearing white armor. He was majestic. The other was riding a black horse and was wearing silver armor. He was very domineering. Their swords were pointed at each other's vital points. The horses were galloping and the swords were clashing in mid-air.
Sparks flew up and passed by each other. King Zhao flipped his hand and struck back with his sword, pointing directly at Cheng Mubai's forehead. Cheng Mubai lowered his head to avoid it. The two of them turned their horses' heads at the same time, and the swords touched each other again.
King Zhao asked angrily, "Why don't you attack?"
Cheng Mubai said, "No comment!"
Cheng Mubai fought off the King of Zhao with a sword. The two were equally skilled in martial arts, and the fight was fierce. The archers on the top of the city took up positions, with arrows raining down like rain. A group of archers retreated, and a group of archers came up, one after another.
Batch, the Beijun soldiers quickly raised their shields to dodge. Cheng Mubai and King Zhao left their mounts and flew to the ground. The two figures quickly fought each other, and the heavy swords collided with bursts of fire.
Yun Buhui saw a real battlefield for the first time. The enemy attacked early this morning. Yun Buhui was still eating. Cheng Mubai had already lined up to fight. He didn't have time to say a word to her, so he only asked Bingyue to guard her and not allow her to fight.
Running around.
Bingyue couldn't stop herself from regretting it. She rode horseback to the battlefield where the iron horses were fighting. The thick blood and dust created an unpleasant smell and hit her face. Red, yellow, and black were intertwined in front of her. The red ones were blood, and the yellow ones were.
Dust, black armor, this is a bloody battle, corpses, blood, broken limbs and broken legs... Arrows are like rain in the distance, cavalry are running, the earth is shaking, like thousands of wild beasts running continuously underground,
Surge, break out of the gate, come roaring.
She stood on the slope on horseback and looked at the cruel battlefield in shock. Those soldiers died not to defend their country, but in a meaningless war. They should have gone home and shared a family. They had a high church,
If he has a wife and children, he should not die in battle, like his father. She was thinking that before his death, his father must have been thinking about her and her mother the most, and these soldiers would also miss their families before they died.
She could easily see Cheng Mubai and King Zhao. They were in the center of the battlefield, surrounded by each other's soldiers. They were fighting inextricably. She could only see the dancing figures of the two in the distance. When they met their opponents, they would meet a good talent.
The sky was dark, dust and sand surrounded them, and King Zhao's sword stabbed Cheng Mubai dangerously. Yun Buhui only felt the danger approaching her throat, making it impossible for her to breathe.
Xiaobai, stop fighting, stop fighting.
She was so anxious that she suddenly whipped her whip, rushed down the slope, and flew towards the center of the battlefield. She wanted to stop this war, even if she could not convince anyone. She could not see the soldiers falling innocently in front of her, for the inexplicable sake of the men.
His pride and self-esteem cost him his young life.
"Miss..." Bingyue called from behind. Yun Buhui had already broken into the chaotic battlefield. Bingyue slapped his horse and chased after him. Yun Buhui kept slapping the horse with his long whip and ran rampant in the battlefield. Suddenly, a scene appeared on the cruel battlefield.
A woman, without armor, was extremely weak. The soldiers in Beijun recognized Mrs. Cheng Mubai and hurriedly avoided her. The Zhao army did not take action against a woman who suddenly broke into the battlefield. Yun Buhui broke into the center of the two armies without any danger.
Wang and Cheng Mubai were fighting fiercely. Both of them turned around and stabbed. Yun Buhui suddenly rushed into the confrontation between King Zhao and Cheng Mubai. Bingyue screamed in shock. Cheng Mubai's eyes widened and he suddenly withdrew his sword. Zhao
Wang withdrew his sword almost at the same time and suddenly changed his moves. Both of them were caught off guard, and their strength rebounded. They each slid back on the sand for more than ten meters before they stabilized themselves.
Cheng Mubai thrust his sword into the sand, stood up suddenly, ran over and grabbed Yun Buhui's arm and shouted, "Yun Buhui, are you crazy?"
They almost hurt her, even if they were slower, the sword pierced her body, and King Zhao's eyes burst out with fire. The commanders of the two armies stopped, and the Beijun soldiers and Zhao's army naturally stopped as well. The two armies quickly formed their teams and faced off.
Murderous.
"Don't fight, Xiaobai, please, don't fight." Yun Buhui almost begged, and she looked at King Zhao not far away, "My lord, you know that this is an unnecessary war, why?
Still want to fight?"
King Zhao looked gloomy and said, "If you don't regret it, go back. This is not the place you should be."
Cheng Mubai pulled Yun Buhui behind him and looked at Yun Buhui with burning eyes, "Buhui, you may have your reasons, but we also have things we insist on. This is an unavoidable war. Don't interfere and go back!
"
"Why, what are you insisting on? One is the prince, the other is the heir apparent, you are a family, why are you being killed to death?" Yun Buhui shouted, looking at King Zhao with tears in his eyes, "What do you want to prove, and what do you insist on?
, What is so important, so many lives need to be sacrificed to prove it? Look at this battlefield, look at the corpses of the soldiers, they should not have died. If you are not the prince today, if you want to fight for the world, I will not stop you.
I'm looking at you. But you are a family. Why should a family be torn apart? The soldiers also have families, and they also want to go home. With the dozen of you, how many people can't go home? The mother can't see her son, and the wife can't wait.
Husband, your children can’t expect a father, why are you doing this?”
The three armies were silent, and King Zhao's subordinates were confused. Prince? Family? They looked around blankly. King Zhao looked at Yun Buhui angrily, and pointed his sword directly at Cheng Mubai, "Cheng Mubai, are you standing behind a woman like this?"
Cheng Mubai sneered, Yun Buhui stood in front of him forcefully, looked at King Zhao and said, "What do you want? This world will soon be yours. My lord, stop it, it's enough. Why don't you tell them,
You are the emperor's son, you are the legitimate prince, this country is yours, you don't need to fight this battle at all."
The battlefield was in an uproar. King Zhao clenched his fists angrily. Suddenly he heard the sound of gold ringing coming from the city wall. King Zhao was furious and asked, "Who is ringing gold?"
The generals of the Zhao Army were also puzzled. They saw the city gate open and a group of men and horses galloping out of the city with billowing sand behind them. When they got closer, Cheng Mubai and Yun Buhui looked at each other, a little surprised.
"Father..."
King Xuan arrived on horseback, followed by a group of imperial guards, about twenty people in number. King Xuan got off his horse, held an imperial edict in his hand, looked at King Zhao and said, "Your Majesty has issued a decree, please ask King Zhao to accept the edict."
King Zhao sneered and did not kneel down. King Xuan frowned. Yun Buhui slowly retreated to Cheng Mubai. King Xuan said again that King Zhao accepted the order. King Zhao sneered, "Who thinks this is an imperial edict?"
King Xuan said angrily, "You will take it as an imperial edict."
He opened the imperial edict with a swish, "By God, the emperor issued an edict: King Zhao Che is my eldest son. He has been living outside the palace since he was a child and has suffered a lot. I am heartbroken for it. Now I recognize my ancestor and return to the clan, and I changed my name to Cheng Che. The emperor's eldest son is both civil and military."
, I have made great achievements in battle, but I am too old to take up the great responsibility. I am the eldest son of the emperor, and with the full assistance of all the civil and military officials at home and abroad, I specially order the eldest son of the emperor to return to Beijing today and assume the throne of emperor. I admire this!"
This is an imperial edict for the Zen position. The emperor recognized King Zhao, and the Zen position was in King Zhao. Yun Buhui breathed a sigh of relief. Things turned out as she wished. Once the emperor recognized King Zhao, he would definitely confirm the Zen position. This imperial edict came from King Xuan
After the announcement, who among the three armies dares to disobey?
King Zhao stood indifferently, and King Xuan looked at Cheng Mubai, lowered his eyes, bent his knees, knelt down, and held the imperial edict in both hands, "Please return to Beijing today to prepare for the enthronement ceremony."
Although the officers and soldiers of the three armies were puzzled, King Xuan knelt down and proclaimed himself the emperor. The officers and soldiers of the three armies then knelt down and put down their contradictory cards one after another, "Long live my emperor!"
The voices of tens of thousands of people grew louder and louder, shaking the mountains and rivers.
King Zhao looked indifferent. Yun Buhui pulled Cheng Mubai's hand. Cheng Mubai put away his sword and knelt down. Yun Buhui also knelt down, and the Beijun soldiers behind them also knelt down...
Cheng Mubai said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, Cheng Mubai, would like to extend my sincere greetings to you."