Chapter 1747 Prepare for Battle! (One)

Chapter 1747 [Second More]

With the rapid sound of horseshoes, groups of cavalry swept past like a hurricane, spreading the cold and stern voice throughout the capital.

"What's going on? Why did the curfew start so soon today? Isn't there another hour?"

On the side of the street, an old man with white hair and a childlike face stood on the second floor of a restaurant, looking at the cavalry passing by outside. However, he was only halfway through when he was pulled in by an arm.

"You don't want to die, come back to me!"

An old woman's slightly hoarse voice came from inside, and then everything fell silent.

"Bang bang bang!"

From the east to the west of the city, from the south to the north of the city, one window after another was continuously closed, and every household closed their doors. If the big capital was under curfew, it would be like a dead city.

In the outer city of the capital, torches were blazing, and countless forbidden soldiers had cold eyes, firmly controlling the gates of the city, and even erected huge crossbows in some key places.

The sharp arrow clusters shone with a frightening coldness in the dim light of the evening.

"Crazy!"

A high-pitched scream came from the sky above the imperial city, and the sound traveled ten miles. In the depths of the sky, following the Hai Dongqing all the way through the palace walls, to the depths of the palace. At this moment, even the depths of the palace Also a lot lonely.

"Is that person's guts... already this big?"

In Yuzhen Palace, a graceful figure, draped in gauze and bare feet, stood at the gate of the palace, muttering to himself. Looking at the past from her position, the entire harem was pitch black.

This is already the third day of curfew in a row. Even many empresses and concubines in the harem sensed that something was wrong and turned off the lights early. Together with the maids and eunuchs, they curled up in the palace, full of anxiety and uneasiness.

"Sister, don't worry, no matter how courageous he is, he will never dare to touch you!"

In front of the palace gate, Yang Zhao was wearing a Confucian gown and a black Futou, like a high wall, blocking in front of Concubine Taizhen.

The current Yang Zhao has long since lost the cynical smile on the corner of his mouth, and also lost the appearance of the prodigal son who just entered the capital, leaving only the tenacity and uprightness tempered by the wind and frost.

"Is there really no way to see His Majesty?"

Concubine Taizhen frowned, and said softly.

Yang Zhao didn't speak, just shook his head.

"Now the imperial palace is completely under the control of the eldest prince, and all the imperial guards are his troops. I went to the Taiji Hall quietly to visit it once, and it is now surrounded heavily. It is impossible to get close. The First Prince intends to rebel, and it is now clearly revealed that it is impossible for anyone to get close to it."

Yang Zhao said in a deep voice, his gaze pierced the darkness, and glanced at the direction of the East Palace, where the hawks and sparrows were high, and from a long distance, one could feel an oppressive force, but only for a moment, Yang Zhao's gaze He moved away and looked in another direction.

"Now, we can only place our hopes on the second brother. Apart from him, no one in the entire capital can stop the eldest prince!"

No one understands better than Yang Zhao that the eldest prince has a lot of troops, but he has not yet launched them. The only person who has scruples is none other than Wang Chong.

"call!"

A gust of night wind blew past the front of Yuzhen Palace, and the robes on both of them danced along with Lie Lie. Concubine Taizhen also froze when she heard elder brother Yang Zhao's words. Once upon a time, the youngest son of the Wang family who wrote "Three Poems of Qing Ping Tiao Ci" was just a child who hadn't grown up, but in the blink of an eye, who would have thought that he had grown into the God of War of this empire.

"I hope...he can succeed!"

Concubine Taizhen secretly said in her heart, her thoughts drifted far away with the night wind.

But from the place where the harem concubines lived to the east, across the high walls, the East Palace at this moment is brightly lit and brilliant. Countless Jinwu Guards, Imperial Guards, and priests are standing outside, guarding the place like an iron wall.

In the East Palace at this moment, the First Prince, Ghost King, Lu Qiongqi, Duan Zhuyan, Bai Hanzhou, Huang Tianzhao, Meng Tu, Jin Youshi, Zhu Tongen, Shura... all put on armor and gathered together Together.

In the hall, the flames were raging, reflecting on the faces of everyone, and there was a murderous look in everyone's eyes.

But at this moment, all eyes are focused on a miniature model of the capital, including the Foreign Land Palace, Song Palace, Ministry of War Shangshu Palace, Hall of Supreme Harmony, Hall of Taiji, everything is on it.

Bian Long's dispute has become irrelevant, and Zhang Zheng's Beiting Protectorate Army is about to arrive. Now, the only thing that really matters is the capital.

——Everything has finally reached the most critical moment!

"Ghost King, when shall we do it?"

The eldest prince Li Ying suddenly said, in his eyes, there was a kind of flame beating. Although he tried his best to suppress it, Li Ying still couldn't help revealing a trace of urgency in his voice.

Winner and loser, after today, he will either fall into the mud and be as dirty as the dust, or jump into the sky, the sun and the moon will shine together, and become the next person of this empire, the true "Son of Destiny".

Life or death, there is no second way!

What he is most concerned about now is when he can really ascend to the position of Ninety-Five Supreme!

"It's not time yet!"

The ghost king said calmly, he only said this, and then turned his head to look at Jin Youshi at the side:

"Are our troops in place?"

"All are in place, one hundred thousand soldiers and horses, plus the 30,000 soldiers and horses trained by your lord, all are already in place, just waiting for your lord's order."

Jin Youshi said in a deep voice.

"Have you found out the strength of the foreign prince's mansion?"

The king of ghosts.

"No, up to now, that side is under our strict surveillance. But except for the one thousand cavalry mixed with archers who were transferred into the mansion, and the more than two hundred Jinwu guards rewarded by the Holy Emperor, for the time being Jin hasn't found any other troops yet. He should have scattered his troops in various hidden places in the city, but we have already set up checkpoints everywhere, and as soon as they start to gather troops, we will know immediately."

Jin Youshi said.

In the main hall, when they heard this remark, everyone looked normal and didn't mean to blame. Wang Chong was by no means an ordinary opponent. Although Jin Youshi was the Eagle King of Goguryeo, he might be powerless against this one.

"However, although his soldiers and horses were not tracked down, according to the orders of the adults, we investigated the situation of the families in the capital that had contacts with the Wang family, including those families who built the cement road with the Wang family, and found some surprises. news."

Jin Youshi paused, then continued.

As the chief of all the spies and intelligence under the First Prince, he still can't find out where Wang Chong's soldiers are hiding. This is undoubtedly a serious dereliction of duty, so Jin Youshi obviously wants to make up for this matter.

"We accidentally discovered that during this period of time, many top guards from various aristocratic families in central Beijing suddenly disappeared. They said to the outside world that the masters of these families followed the caravan and went to the ancient tea-horse road. As well as the areas around Mengshezhao and Wusizang, there are some routine commercial activities, but I investigated carefully, and found that there are more than one hundred aristocratic families with caravans going south during this period."

"More than a hundred people don't go early or late, but they act at this time. It's too suspicious."

Jin Youshi said.

"What do you mean, all these aristocratic families have lent soldiers to Wang Chong?"

"What?! More than a hundred!"

Everyone's expression was slightly shocked, and they immediately noticed the strangeness.

"It's nothing surprising, it's just a repetition of the old tricks in the Southwest!"

At this moment, the ghost king's voice rang in everyone's ears.

In an instant, everyone suddenly remembered something, and their faces suddenly became extremely ugly, even the eldest prince's face changed slightly.

In the Battle of the Southwest, Annan's Protectorate Army suffered a disastrous defeat, and Li Zhengji's army was defeated halfway. The entire empire was almost helpless, and everyone was panicked. It was under such circumstances that Wang Chong encouraged various aristocratic families to bring a thousand elites from those aristocratic families, plus some hired miscellaneous soldiers, and ran all the way for thousands of miles to complete this feat.

Almost everyone in the capital knew about this matter, and it was even spread as a good talk for a period of time.

"How many people are missing from those families?"

Hou Junji said, he closed his eyes slightly, no one could see what he was thinking.

"The number varies from family to family, but on average, there are about fifty people."

Jin Youshi said respectfully.

"Soldiers are expensive and not expensive. According to the rules of the imperial court, each family has a maximum of more than one hundred warriors above the military level. He borrowed more than fifty people from each family, and only took the most elite part." In addition, if I remember correctly, in the Southwest War, he traded a thousand Uzi steel swords with various families in order to allow him to successfully borrow troops. Later in the war In the end, all the thousand Uzi steel swords remained in the various families as promised."

hum!

Hearing Hou Junji's words, everyone's faces changed wildly. The sharpness of Uzi steel weapons is well known in the world. He conquered the iron cavalry and became famous all over the world through this battle.

And the Uzi steel swords they used, which were blown hair and hair, and had amazing lethality, were also known to all countries.

The East Palace began to control the outer gate of the capital early on, in order to prevent Wang Chong from recruiting a large number of troops into the city, and the Wuzi steel sword was the most important thing in the inspection. Although the East Palace has completely controlled the situation now, and has an overwhelming advantage in terms of military strength, but if Wang Chong has a thousand troops equipped with Utz steel weapons in his hands, everything will be completely different.

This army of one thousand men is enough to rival an army of ten thousand men in terms of combat effectiveness.

"Damn, how could this happen!"

The eldest prince's voice suddenly rang in everyone's ears, his eyes were gloomy, and his face was extremely ugly.

"These bastards dare to fight against me. I will make them pay the price when I sit on the ninety-five supreme position!"

At that moment, the First Prince's eyes were full of murderous intent.

"One thousand Wuzi steel soldiers, five thousand masters from various families, plus more than 1,200 people in the palace of the foreign land king, and the army hidden in the dark by him, what is in the hands of our foreign land king? Master ten thousand troops!"

Hou Junji suddenly said, he is the only one who dares to interrupt the First Prince at this time.

"Senior Ghost King, why don't we go straight to Huanglong now, concentrate our troops, and directly attack the alien king's mansion, and capture the alien king before his army is assembled! ——Now he is the only one in the entire capital who can threaten us! "

At this time, Huang Tianzhao suddenly spoke.

The 100,000 imperial guards, together with the troops from the East Palace, and the Zhang Zheng and Beiting Guards who may arrive at any time later, the 1,000 troops from the Palace of Foreign Lands are absolutely irresistible.

Using 100,000 people against 1,000 people is definitely a crushing outcome.