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Chapter 525 The people in Hepingjing are all very bad

Chapter 525 The people in Hepingjing are all very bad (third update)

Author: sunny

Chapter 525 The people in Hepingjing are all very bad (third update)

Feeling the heavy pressure on his shoulders, Fang Qifo sniffed hard.

"Don't worry, big brother, it's up to the little brother."

Seeing that Fang Qifu also led his troops to leave, Fang Lana turned his head and looked at the warships moored at the dock.

At this moment, I just hope that General Yao Ping, Zhong Yao and the elite Western troops under his command in the east will have a safe journey, so that they can give the Japanese country a big surprise in the east.

In particular, I recall that that month outside Suzhou, I was testing the Zhiwan oil bomb developed by Zhuang Yuan Gong. Its burning power was so strong and so long-lasting that it made my stomach hurt.

There is a strong flame that sticks to the trunk of the tree, flows eastward along the trunk and continues to burn, and even water cannot extinguish it.

Fang La really wanted to follow Yao Pingzhong's team secretly, so as to enjoy the spectacular scene of the burning of Ping An Jing. I believe that the entire night sky will become extremely bright.

Fortunately, God was kind and it was a full moon night. In the east of the clear sky, the moonlight was like silver flakes scattered on the ground.

To the east led by those guides, more than a hundred elite Western troops, including more than 300 war horses, moved forward silently and quietly along the road.

Yao Pingzhong led more than ten cavalrymen and two guides and marched at the front of the team.

Along the way, we only met a few farmers on their way at night. They were scolded by the Fujiwara guides and were so frightened that they rolled and fled away into the distance.

I was afraid that if I bumped into a noble person, I would be chopped to death with a knife. After all, such a thing had never happened in the Japanese country.

The journey was finally uneventful, and it took less than two hours. Yao Pingzhong and his party walked along the west side of the Gyeonggi Plain, passed the Imperial Mausoleum of the Japanese Empire, and then walked a few miles further to cross the Yodogawa River.

pontoon.

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After walking for several more miles, they finally came to the last resting point of their trip: the ruins of a temple.

The ruins of the temple are called Guanglong Temple, which was built by Qin Chuansheng of the Tang Dynasty for Prince Shotoku of the Japanese Kingdom. It was destroyed by a fire a few years ago and has not been rebuilt until the Ming Dynasty.

Yao Pingzhong stood on the high ground of the ruins of the temple and looked towards the east. Sure enough, he saw Ping'an Beijing, which still had lights on.

From there, it was less than ten miles away. The distance traveled by the iron cavalry of the Western Army of the Great Song Dynasty could be reached in just a few seconds.

"General, when are we going to kill him?"

The soldier beside him, Yao Laoliu, came closer and asked impatiently.

"There's no rush, they set out at the same time. If it's dawn, it's the end of the morning, and Ping'an Beijing will be ablaze with lights.

Wait a little longer, just in time for the brothers to have a good rest, and when we come over, we can sum it up."

He came to a house whose roof was half broken and lit a torch.

Yao Pingzhong spread out the floor plan of Kyoto given to him by Gao Zhang.

Several guides on the side also squatted there and began to explain to Yao Pingzhong the general locations of the residences of the Japanese dignitaries.

Many dignitaries of the Japanese country lived on the left and right sides of the Heiankyo Palace, near the roads from I, Tsuchimon, Nakammon to Nijo.

It completely imitates the specifications and living pattern of Chang'an City in the Tang Dynasty. The closer it is to the palace, the more powerful it is.

Yao Pingzhong stroked his thick beard on the east side of his chin, and by the light of the torch, he began to assign tasks to Hui Dong's confidants.

Following the finger of his leg, he stabbed hard at the map, and his eyes seemed to be ignited by the light of the torch.

"Ten people in a team, two people in a team, remember, we will drive fast all the way without stopping. Use all the kerosene bombs we carry for me. Who dares to leave Dong Yi alone on the way back?

If there are more than one piece, then there is no merit."

"Yao Laoliu, Yao Laoer, each of us will lead a team and go to Qitiao Street to burn the east and west capitals of Ping'an Capital."

"Zuo Ming!"

"I'm responsible for three streets, and I'm responsible for four streets. It's me, me. One of us is responsible for the east side of the palace, and the other is responsible for the west side of the palace..."

"Zuo Ming!"

"Zuo Ming!"

"General, why did they burn Ping An Jing? Why didn't they burn their palace directly?"

One of the Bundongs was very unwilling to give in. He always felt that there was no one to set fire to the palace.

"Don't move the palace yet, let's not forget that Heian-kyo does not have a city wall, it only has the palace."

Having said that, Yao Pingzhong poked at the residences of the Japanese dignitaries around the palace with his legs and fingers, and smiled sadly.

"When the dignitaries of Japan discovered that there was a fire everywhere in Heianjing."

"They will think about escaping into the wilderness, or will they focus on the palace, which is protected by the palace wall?"

"Old Chen, I am responsible for the west of the palace, and a certain family is responsible for the east of the palace. Give him all the kerosene and pour it near the gate of the palace.

When the nobles of the Japanese palace began to flee towards the palace and gathered at the palace gate, hehehe..."

A bunch of elite Western troops were killing people like crazy, their eyes were shining and they were shouting in disbelief.

The guides appointed by Fujiwara Tadai also nodded and bowed and laughed cooperatively.

To their fault, the people in Heianjing are all very bad, and it would be best if they died.

Only in this way can their lord Fujiwara Tadai become the king of that island, and they may also be able to become generals and marquises in the future.

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Some of the elite soldiers and horses of the Japanese army in Heianjing were stationed in the north of the palace. This is also the origin of the samurai in the northern part of the Japanese army.

As of the Ming Dynasty, the Japanese nation experienced the total destruction of its entire army in the first battle with the Fujiwara Kingdom. In the second battle, all the troops and horses from the capital were exhausted, and as of the Ming Dynasty, only less than ten thousand troops and horses were left.

And many of them were warriors and retainers drawn from various families.

Two months ago, the Red River Patriarch once again left the Heian Kyo Palace and decided to return to Hojuji Temple where he liked to live.

Those warriors from the north who were now completely subordinate to his will naturally protected the Red River Emperor who lived in the Hoju Temple located ten miles southwest of Heianjing.

Heiankyo is the largest city in Japan, with a population of about 200,000.

Along with the two thousand samurai from the north, who followed the Honghe Hokkaido to Hojuji Temple, the eight thousand Japanese soldiers who were in charge of the entire Heiankyo naturally had to be vigilant around the clock.

The Ping An Capital has been at peace for a long time. After midnight, there will be a small number of night watch soldiers patrolling the palace and the area in the north where the princes and nobles live.

No one noticed that after midnight, a group of cavalry from the Song Dynasty had been broken into pieces and quietly advanced to the outskirts of Ping An Jing.

All the horses' hooves were wrapped in cloth, and everyone had stones in their mouths. They were waiting for the first blow about a mile away from Heian Kyo.

Yao Laoliu led Dong's cavalry, and under the guidance of a guide, he walked quietly through the streets of Ping'an Jing with a cunning pace.

(End of chapter)


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