The sound of chaotic footsteps broke the solemn silence of the palace. Several officials almost ran away, and no one criticized them for their lack of etiquette.
"When did the fight end here?"
"Are all the government and military equipment along the way dead?"
"They disguised themselves, burned, killed and looted at night, killing wherever they went."
"Let everyone on Jingdong Road be punished."
Qinzheng Hall was even more noisy.
"What's the crime now!" The emperor slapped several cases and shouted, "If we kill them all now, how can we stop the golden man?"
The palace became quiet.
"What should we do now? What should we do now?" the emperor said angrily, pointing at everyone in the palace, "What is going on with you? The golden people were beaten right under their noses."
All the officials knelt down.
"I am guilty."
"Your Majesty, we have found out that this is a small group of Jin soldiers." An official raised his head and said hurriedly, "There are not many people, less than 300 people. They disguised themselves to cover up their whereabouts, and then they raided all the way to Jingdong Road."
"Yes, Your Majesty, they have been intercepted and killed on Jingdong Road." Another official also said hurriedly.
While he was talking, an official from outside hurriedly ran in.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, stop it, stop it." He shouted, "Jingdong Road has killed one hundred and eight Jin soldiers, leaving thirty-four alive. The rest fled, and the entire territory is being encircled and suppressed."
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the palace breathed a sigh of relief, and the emperor also sat down on the dragon chair.
"No one will be spared," he said again, his face still frightened. "Let the east, west and west of Beijing be under martial law. This situation cannot happen again."
The officials present responded in unison. The emperor waved his hands tiredly, and the officials hurriedly bowed and exited. Huang Cheng was stopped.
"What do the Jin people want? Do they have any reply?" the emperor asked with some anxiety.
Huang Cheng looked calm.
"We still need money and things." He said, "It is difficult to survive the winter and start the spring. I am talking..."
"What are we talking about? It's not just about money and things. Send them out quickly." The emperor interrupted him angrily.
Huang Cheng hurriedly answered yes.
"I will go see them personally." He raised his head as if he had made up his mind.
The emperor waved his hand indifferently.
"Go, go, go, go," he said.
Huang Cheng bowed in response.
The streets of the capital were filled with panic-stricken people, talking and asking questions everywhere.
"Is the Jin really coming?"
"It's terrible!"
"Then the capital is in danger."
"Run quickly! Run south."
Speaking of how easy it is to run away, the people looked frightened and anxious, but soon someone also conveyed the latest news.
"It was a group of skirmishers and has been wiped out."
"Just tell me how can I call you?"
"The Jin people are best at this kind of banditry. When they were in the North, a group of people would suddenly rob and run away."
"There are one hundred thousand soldiers and horses on Jingdong Road."
These words somewhat calmed the people's fear.
"Let's look again. After all, the emperor is here."
"Who has the connections to find out the latest news?"
The gathering crowd blocked the street, and a team of guards had to yell at them to get out of the way.
Seeing this group of guards, many people recognized it as Mr. Huang's car. Although they all got out of the way, many people couldn't help but ask.
"Mr. Huang, are the Jin people really coming?"
Naturally, Huang Cheng would not answer this question, but he did not pass by without saying a word. The steward following the car raised his hand to signal to the people.
"Don't spread rumors and build momentum." He said, "The Jin people didn't attack, they were just a small group of skirmishers and they have been wiped out."
Huang Cheng was a high-ranking official in the imperial court. When his people said this, the people felt relieved and started asking questions.
The steward didn't answer this time, just waved his hand.
"Military and political matters cannot be discussed arbitrarily," he said, and followed the carriage and horses forward surrounded by guards.
The people were stopped and watching Huang Cheng's car driving forward suddenly noticed that it was going in the wrong direction.
"Why did Mr. Huang go outside the city?" someone asked.
At this time, many people are considering whether to run away. Is Master Huang also planning to do so?
If all the officials run away, then...
"Master Huang is going to see the envoy of the Jin people." A well-informed person curled his lips and said with a look of joy, "Now it's better. If we can talk, there will be no need to fight."
So that was it, and the people around him suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Yes, yes, the Jin people are just greedy for money and material things, just give it to them."
"We don't lack these things, so let's send them away quickly."
The atmosphere on the street was much more relaxed than before, and countless expectant eyes watched Huang Cheng's carriage drive away.
Even after leaving the city gate, the steward still felt the heat on his back. He couldn't help but raise his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
"Sir, are we really going to find the golden man?" he asked in a low voice as he got into the car.
"Where to look for it?" Huang Cheng closed his eyes and said indifferently, "The Palace of the King of Hell? Or should you go to the Northland?"
The people who originally stayed in the capital of Yu Chihai have been killed by them, but now going to the North is nothing more than seeking death, and they are all the King of Hell.
The steward was chattering, but he was even more puzzled. If this was the case, why did he keep lying to the emperor and still talk to the Jin people? Now he even said that he wanted to talk in person?
Huang Cheng opened his eyes.
"Are you stupid?" He said, "Of course you are running away at this time. The Jin people are coming to fight. Why don't you run away and wait to keep company with Emperor Renxiao?"
Ah? He actually ran away? The Jin people really came to fight? The old story of Emperor Renxiao is going to happen again?
The steward stared with shock on his face.
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Rapid footsteps sounded in Fusi, Beizhen.
"My lord is here."
Seeing Lu Yunqi approaching, a group of people rushed out of the way, revealing a load being carried behind them.
There was a man lying on it, covered in blood.
Lu Yunqi stood over and looked down.
It turned out to be Jin Shiba.
His face was as pale as gold paper, and he was obviously seriously injured.
As if aware of Lu Yunqi beside him, he slowly opened his eyes.
"Master Lu." He shouted weakly, as if he was confirming.
Lu Yunqi nodded.
"It's me." He said, "You can say it now."
Jin Shiba raised his hand vigorously and grabbed Lu Yunqi's sleeve hanging by his side.
"Sir, the golden man is here." He said with all his strength, "We are invincible on the east and west roads of Beijing..."
When he finished speaking, his last breath expired, his hands hung down weakly, and his eyes were still wide open.
The expressions of all the Jinyi guards present changed. Lu Yunqi's expression remained blank, and he raised his hand to touch Jin Shiba's eyes.
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Dust was flying in the wilderness, accompanied by howling and cursing sounds.
"Dog thief, isn't he very powerful? Why are you running?"
"Come and fight Grandpa."
He laughed playfully, "You're so fat, you can't run or catch up."
The fat soldier was panting and couldn't help but put his hands on his knees and stopped.
"Brother Han, what you said is really inaccurate." He said, looking at the soldiers beside him, "You said that I was fat and would be killed when I encountered the Jin soldiers. I didn't expect that I, the Jin soldiers, would be killed."
, but if you can’t run away, you won’t be killed by the golden soldiers, but you will kill the golden soldiers.”
Fourth Brother Han laughed and watched the two golden soldiers in front of him flee towards the mountain pass.
"Hurry up, hurry up, they are going to escape." The fat soldier said anxiously, "Their heads are worth a general flag."
Everyone else also wanted to chase him, but Brother Han was neither impatient nor impatient.
"Don't worry, they can't escape. Lao An and the others are blocking it over there. Just wait, these two brats will be back soon." He said, slamming the spear in his hand to the ground, as if he was waiting for something to happen.
This was quite fun, and everyone else was laughing too. Only the fat soldier looked unhappy.
"Lao An and the others are very stupid, maybe they can't stop them," he said, while running forward, "I have to go and take a look."
After running for two steps, I couldn't run anymore, so I put my hands on my knees and lowered my head to catch my breath.
Brother Han and others behind him laughed.
"Why are you laughing?" The fat soldier looked back at them angrily, "Although I run slowly, my marksmanship is good. You just wait, I will kill them two by myself in a while..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw that the faces of Brother Han and others who were originally smiling froze.
"Fat man, run." Brother Han shouted suddenly.
Run? The fat soldier grunted twice.
"I won't run away," he said.
Before he finished speaking, he saw Fourth Brother Han and others starting to retreat.
"Fat man, run quickly." They all shouted in a hissing voice and ran backwards following the shouts.
The fat soldier was stunned for a moment, then looked back subconsciously, his expression immediately horrified.
The two golden soldiers who had just escaped had returned, without any fear as before, with ferocious smiles, and a group of cavalry appeared behind them.
There were five people in the first row, all with one person and two horses, armor and bronze helmets, sickles, bows, crossbows and spears, and carrying a colored flag behind them.
Why are the golden soldiers coming again?
And such a capable cavalry?
There were more than five people. They were slowly approaching here, and behind them, teams of cavalry appeared one after another. The narrow mountain pass seemed to have turned into a pocket, and it kept spitting out, seemingly endlessly.
.
"Fat man, run quickly."
The fourth brother Han shouted at the top of his lungs.
Run, yes, run, the fat soldier shook his arms and legs vigorously.
It seemed that the way he was running was ridiculous. Behind him came the laughter of Jin Bing, who was also talking in nonsense. There was the sound of horse hooves behind him, approaching him, but he hesitated to get closer, just like a cat playing with a mouse.
Same.
"Fat man, fat man, run quickly."
Fourth Brother Han turned around and shouted with tears in his eyes, but saw the fat soldier stop.
"Fuck grandma," he shouted suddenly, "I can't run anymore, I won't run anymore."
He grabbed the spear, turned around and ran towards the golden soldiers.
A nearby golden soldier waved his sickle at him without hesitation, and cut off the fat soldier's spear with a condescending blow, landing straight on his head.
A scream brought with it a rain of blood.
Brother Han's eyes turned red, he gritted his teeth and turned back.
"I'll fight with you," he shouted.
It can't run anyway, so instead of being killed by a trick, it's better to try to pull someone on your back.
The other soldiers also turned around, gripped their spears and charged towards the Jin soldiers with roars.
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On the high pier, a general looked forward with a pale face.
"Why...there are so many here again..." His voice trembled a little, "Didn't you say...there were only three hundred skirmishers? How could there be three hundred..."
In the wilderness, as far as the eye can see, densely packed golden soldiers are marching towards this side, like clouds covering the sky and the sun.
Three hundred? Thirty thousand is too much...
"It can't be stopped...the capital..." the general murmured, with a bit of tragedy, "to meet the enemy..."
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"This is impossible! How could the Jin people have so many soldiers and horses to attack the capital?"
Qinghe Bo shouted.
"Zhu Shan, don't be alarmist. You are an imperial prisoner now. I will not let you general the North."
Duke Cheng Guo looked at him.
"Don't you think the whole thing is wrong?" he said, "it started from the sudden peace negotiation between the Jin people."
Isn’t that right?
If you can't fight, of course you have to negotiate a peace...
Duke Cheng Guo nodded again.
"Well, with your brain, of course you don't think so," he said.
Qinghebo was furious again.
"Zhu Shan, you..." he shouted.
Duke Cheng Guo raised his hand to stop him.
"Uncle, now is not the time for you and me to argue." He said. After he finished speaking, a general came in from the outside with a pale face.
"Uncle." He knelt on the ground with a pop, his voice hoarse, "The detective came to report that the Jin people have arrived at Jingdong Road."
really!
Qinghebo stood up suddenly.
"How much?" he asked tremblingly.
It is not impossible for the Jin people to break through the Northland and invade Jingdong Road. The Jin people's light cavalry are good at raids, but they usually consist of dozens or hundreds of small groups. After intrusion, they will either run away or be strangled.
The general swallowed his saliva, as if he didn't dare to look at He Bo clearly.
"I don't know yet, but it's about..." He seemed unable to hold on and leaned down on the ground, his voice muffled, "Forty thousand..."
Forty thousand is not a big number on the battlefield, and the garrison on Jingdong Road far exceeds this number. But that was before. Now, in order to support Beidi, half of the garrison on Jingdong Road has been transferred.
No wonder the Jin people can attack with so many soldiers and horses...
No wonder the Jinren designed him to be ambushed...
No wonder the Jin Renhe insisted on having three northern counties in order to go deep into the hinterland and make it easier to mobilize troops...
It turns out that the drunkard's intention is not in the north, but in the capital...
Qinghe Bo raised his feet and was about to rush out.
"Come, come, summon..." he shouted.
Duke Cheng Guo caught him.
"What happens after the call? Do you want to pursue it?" he said.
It's impossible to catch up at this point.
Uncle Qinghe's face turned green and white, and the capital city...the capital city...
Will the old events in Kaifeng happen again?
"While you were dispatching troops and reinforcements, I sent the soldiers and horses from Suning Pass to the capital." Cheng Guogong said.
Qinghe Bo was a clever man with a sparkle in his eyes.
Based on that time, there is some hope...
Duke Chengguo shook his head.
"I said, all I know is that the Jin people are treacherous. I am not a god. I don't know what they will do and when they will do it. So, I'm afraid there is not enough time." He said.
"The most important thing is that it is near the capital and cannot be stopped..." Qinghe Bo continued.
Even if the Qingshan Army at Suning Pass pursues them, it is not a front-line interception. As long as the Jin people are given a chance to cross the Jingdong Road defense line in the capital, it will be like tofu to them...
"I hope the capital can hold the city. As long as we can hold it, wait for the reinforcements to catch up..." He murmured, clenching his hands, but his face was ashen.
In the capital, it is impossible. For people there, they have never experienced the cruelty of war. Not to mention whether those forbidden troops have the courage to fight, even if they fight, their combat effectiveness is...
It's over.
Uncle Qinghe's eyes darkened and he fell down on his chair.
"However, I am not a god."
Cheng Guogong's voice sounded again.
"But it's not like there aren't magical things and magical people in this world."
Uncle Qinghe looked at him puzzled.
"What do you mean?" he asked.
Duke Cheng Guo looked towards the direction of the capital, his expression gentle and calm.
"With that person, there is still a glimmer of hope," he said.
That person?
Which person?
Qinghebo frowned.
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There was a soft click, and Miss Jun, who was sitting on the bed, put her hands on her knees and turned her head to look back.
Light fell from above, and was immediately covered by shadows. There was a sound of footsteps, and Lu Yunqi walked in.
"You came back just in time, I have something to say." Miss Jun looked at him and said.
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(Updated two chapters in one.
I’m not lying to you all, look, Miss Jun is out... pointing fingers, smiling, and continuing to ask for votes, thank you all) (To be continued)