The Human Emperor

“Let's go! ”

Wang Zheng stood beside the two trees and waved his hand. Wow, one stone stirred up a thousand floors, originally only Wang Chong, Xu An Jun, Xu Shiping's empty space, from close to far, front to rear, dense and numb, as the sea, countless people stood up from the ground. It was just for a moment, like a radically life-changing person, thousands of people stood up from the ground, either grabbing weapons or shaking their bodies in disguised sludge.

And further afield, dense and numb, in the hills of Starbucks, more Annan Doo guards stood up from the ground.

--The Fire Tree Reserve judgment is correct, Wang Chong did prepare a large trap for him to drill, and it is also a large trap of 45,000 people, plus other detoured cavalry and rear service and bait for the distant looting array, which is really enough for the Fire Tree Reserve to drink a large pot.

But now, obviously, none of this is needed.

“Pass me the order, without regard to the Us Tibetans behind us, all marching at full speed. We only have one day. After today, the Fire Tree Collection and the Monsieurs will join forces and will definitely chase us at full speed. This time is our only chance. Whatever it takes to get to that location before then. ”

“If not, we are all dead ends. That's our only chance! ”

Wang looked at the generals who were gathering around him, and his voice curled.

And the return of the fire trees and the brief pursuit of the Us Tibetan Army is for the time being over, but for Wang Chong, the war is far from over. However, this time the opponent is no longer the Us Tibetan Iron Mounted by the Fire Tree Return Leader, but the Annando Guard himself.

Successful escape from Lion City simply means an extra chance to linger. Too many crises were hidden behind the splendour of the rendezvous between the two Annan Dow guards. Without the cover of Lion City, without the cover of the night, and without the heavy rains rarely encountered for more than a decade, in the plains, there is no danger to defend, the army of Datang cannot face such a Mongu coalition.

More importantly, Southwest, there's no more food!

“Hee-hee! ”

The horses hissed and a group of people headed northeast as quickly as possible under heavy rainfall...

Southwest has finally had a peaceful night since the war, and the last!

……

“Boom! Boom! ”

An eye-catching thunderbolt winds like a snake, sweeping through the clouds above the king's master. Unlike the torrential rains in the southwest, however, there is only thunder and no rain in the Beijing division. Such thunder is called empty thunder in folklore.

And weather like this has been going on for several days in the Beijing division.

The southwest is endangered, the front line is about to fall, and the war is intense and the atmosphere is urgent on all sides. Nor has this been the case since the founding of this dynasty.

“Duke Gao, please forgive me and advise His Majesty. Let's say Weishen wants to see you! ”

Royal palace inner garden, taboo place, a square ear, fat, rounded face affinity, like Mahler's descendant Grand Prison of the Round Collar Jinyi standing in front of the jade step, kneeling before him the local Minister of Wen Wu, as well as the head of the Forbidden Army.

“Duke Gao, please follow the Holy King, Southwestern is in danger, our 200,000 forbidden troops are willing to drive southwesterly!

“Now that the Quartet is in a hurry and there is no longer an army available for a short period of time, the best way to do so is to call the Prohibition Army. Grandpa, everything is fine! ”

In front of the steps, a man fell on his knees and kowtowed harshly, but Zhao Fengdu, the commander of the Imperial Guards.

The war in the southwest has been going on for a long time. Thousands of pros and mercenaries led by Wang Chong disappeared into the south like a bubble, without a tiny ripple. In the eyes of many, his ending is no longer known. Thousands of people are simply water truck salaries for the situation in the south-west.

Without a large army, fighting more than half a million Mongolian coalition troops would be tantamount to striking stones with eggs. So the end of Wang Chong et al., in fact, can be seen from the beginning. Despite his admiration for his courage, it was not wise. In the end, it will depend on the army of the court.

“Oh, President Zhao, stop this nonsense, 200,000 banned army south, who will guard the King's division. In the event of a Hebrew Iron Ride Raid, do you want to place the Holy King under the siege of the Hebrew Iron Shoes? Though the Holy Emperor's wrist is clear, he is not worried about it, but do we, the princes, still have faces to live in the world? ”

Jinyi's archeunuch smiled.

In this palace inner garden, the only one who can have a high surname and be so awed by the Minister of Wen Wu, and the commander of the Prohibition Army, is the closest internal supervisor next to the Holy Emperor, Gao Li, the Duke. In the inner court, young and old, the eunuchs, the maids, all those with high surnames shall change their surnames.

So the Imperial Palace inner garden, can be named Gao, the only one who honors the name ”Gao Dung”.

High surname, serving three generations of emperors, has always been called "loyalty". The position in the Great Tang and Palace is superior and far from being comparable with ordinary ministers.

“The Duke is right, we're confused. But Grandpa, time doesn't wait! If the entire Anandu Guard is overthrown, the southwest people of nearly a million people will be charred, and the Mongolian coalition will go north, eventually they will still force the King Division directly! Naturally, we must refuse to be enemies of our princes. If we let the soldiers of the Gentile Army come to us, what better way to live as princes! This time, the two kings of Us Tibetan are in the nest! ”

Next to Zhao Fengdust, the old royal section Cao sighed with increasingly rare years and gray hair.

Datang quadruple Chu Song, all the troops, the commands, the household, want to do everything possible to recruit the army, but this is time consuming, to fight half a million Mongolian coalition forces, whether food, weapons or war horses is not a small number, these can not be accomplished in a short time.

War has always been a system, not just a question of mobilizing the army.

Just now, time doesn't wait for people. Nightmare comes from the south every day. The situation of the Empire also caused the King to rise to the ranks of ministers and descend to the people, and people were panicked. Now, Big Tang, is experiencing a turmoil that it has never experienced. As long as it is the Chinese, there is nothing to worry about but holding a boxing patriotic heart.

Now in the chapel, the response is discussed every day, and the debate continues all the time. To enter the Deep Palace, meet the minister of the Holy King. But everyone was blocked.

In this crisis affecting the whole of the Great Tang, as the supreme being of the Great Tang, the attitude of the Holy Emperor has so far not been as profound, and no one knows what the Holy Emperor thinks. Nor has the Holy Majesty so far expressed his attitude, let alone made any decision.

“Duan Yushi! ”

When he heard the old royal history, he couldn't help but sigh:

“You know the heart of a punch, but His Majesty is resting, and I have long been commanded not to disturb anyone, and I have no choice. ”

A group of people suddenly looked at each other in opposition, and the rhetoric had been used by soldiers to impress many people.

“Grand Duke, what is His Majesty's attitude? What's the matter with this? His Majesty has never been like this before! ”

The old royal family suddenly looked up and looked like a blade.

Today, the Holy Emperor is described as the richest and most aggressive emperor of the Sino-Turkish Divinity in history, and as the grand emperor of Hongtu. His masculinity, decisive slaughter, despotism, and insight into autumn's eyes allowed Datang to sweep away the rays of his generation and reach unprecedented heights.

The former Holy Emperor, male talent approximate, no matter what, has a chest full of bamboo, no need to go to court, he already knows how to do it. All resolutions make everyone happy and comfortable. But now, the southwest is a fire bear, the Annandu Guard has lost the battle, Li Zheng has been ambushed, the soldiers have been defeated, the southeast, northwest, all the guard houses have been attacked, but there has been no movement in the Holy Emperor, this has never happened before!

As an old royal history of serving two generations of monarchs, Duan Cao was reluctant to see this happen.

“Alas, Old Mistress, didn't you already know about that? ”

“Ah!”

When I heard that, Old King Shi trembled and seemed to recall something. His lips were open and he just wanted to say something, but he was lifted up by his grandfather and pressed down.

“Just let him go in the past. You know I know about this, that's fine. As for the southwest... you don't have to worry, Your Majesty has his own opinion. The absence of an attitude does not mean that His Majesty has not paid attention to the situation in the south-west. You've served His Majesty for so many years, don't you understand? ”

Duan Cao trembled, but the whole person took a long and relaxed breath. In any event, as long as His Majesty had agreed, it would be the best outcome. This was also the biggest gain of the trip.

“I see. Thank you, Grandpa! General Zhao, let's go! ”

Duan Cao raised his confused face and quickly left the court.

A breeze blows through the hallway, shaking a clear bell.

Gao Dung put his hands together in his sleeve and smiled at the corner of his mouth. He watched Duan Cao and others disappear in the distance. A moment later, when a line of people disappeared, the smile in the corner of the high duke's mouth slowly converged. Alas, a long sigh in his heart, anxiety climbed up his eyebrows like a cloud, and the high duke quickly entered the temple.

The golden curtain overlays and the golden dragon above is vivid as if it were an attempt to vibrate the curtain.

In the depths of the curtain, the most noble figure in the heavens and the earth stood there, even though nothing had been done, just sitting there in the curtain, but there was an aura above everything in the heavens and the earth, like a god who made all men fear Him.

I just don't know why, that huge, transcendent smell of all the world's strong falls into the eyes of the high prince, but I feel a hint of weakness. But soon, the high prince threw it into his head. Whether His Majesty is the Supreme Holiness or the Prince, in his heart he will always be the most respected, admired, and beloved being in this world.

“Your Majesty, do we really do nothing about Southwest? ”

All around empty, none, the high duke suddenly bowed, respectfully knelt down. The sound of a knee and ground crash echoed throughout the hall, silently.