Chapter 451: Before the Bloody Wash
The heavy rain slid down the clothes on his body, and the water droplets hit the ground, and then burst and scattered. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Weng Yinglong looked up at Miyagi, who was silent in the wind and rain, and behind him, figures were rapidly approaching Miyagi. The sound of the rushing rain obscured the sound of their running footsteps, and the gloomy sky, without a trace of light, concealed the flickering sword light.
Slowly clenching his fists, Weng Yinglong didn't know what his chances were, and he didn't know what kind of identity and status he could get in exchange for after completing this sneak attack, but he knew that he was enough to push the entire Ming Dynasty to hell and perdition.
That's enough. The current Weng Yinglong doesn't think about his own future, he doesn't even care about his life, he just wants revenge, he just wants to kill all the people in the palace city in front of him. Even so, there is no way to erase the hatred and pain in his heart, and as long as there is a chance in the future, he will cut off Ye Yingwu's head with his own hands.
At the beginning, he was hungry for food and clothing, and he worked hard for the Great Song Dynasty, but he didn't expect that Ye Yingwu, who was born out of nowhere, would waste all his years of hard work. What's more, Weng Yinglong kept his voice down for the sake of fame and fortune, and even did not hesitate to help Jia Nidao do so many hurtful things, but in the end he didn't get what he wanted at the beginning, but ended up being suspected and excluded by Jia Nidao in the counter-plot of Ye Yingwu and Chen Yi.
It's just that Weng Yinglong, who was hiding in the small courtyard in despair, didn't expect that the collapsed sky would be supported by Ye Yingwu again. Jia Rudao died, Zhao Yu died, Empress Dowager Xie died, and the Huanghuang Yan Song Dynasty also turned into smoke. In Weng Yinglong's heart, all the people who shouldn't die are dead, and the people who shouldn't die are dead, but the most damned Ye Yingwu didn't die, and he took this opportunity to ascend to the sky one step at a time, becoming the later His Royal Highness the Ming King, and then further became the current Ming Emperor!
Weng Yinglong was hateful, jealous, and angry, he didn't understand how Ye Yingwu did it, but he knew that he was a very important stepping stone on the road to Ye Yingwu's rapid rise. Such a deep hatred, Weng Yinglong will not forget. So after escaping in the chaos of Lin'an, he began to secretly recruit people.
Weng Yinglong has been in charge of the Imperial City Division for many years, and even knows this organization better than the old people of the Imperial City Division like Yang Feng and Yang Zheng, especially the peripheral organizations of the Imperial City Division. Hundreds of years of painstaking management, so that the Imperial City Division not only concentrated elite manpower in Lin'an, but also had a lot of dead soldiers in the periphery, otherwise the Imperial City Division would not have the strength to fight scouts and espionage wars with Mongolia on the border more than ten years ago, and even Kublai Khan was alarmed at the most lively time, and ordered to mobilize the main Mongolian force to search and encircle these scouts.
Although after the establishment of the Ming Dynasty, the Imperial City Division was annexed, divided, and eliminated by the Six Gates and Jinyi Guard, but after all, Yang Feng and Yang Zheng only knew part of the Imperial City Division at the beginning, so they were helpless against the minions of the Imperial City Division scattered all over the world, so they could only step up their precautions. After all, after these people lost their backbone, most of them lived a stable life incognito.
But Weng Yinglong is Weng Yinglong after all, he has been running the Imperial City Division for many years, and he knows the real loyal people of the Imperial City Division well, so he still let him pull up a team with a large number of people. Most of these elite killers and dead soldiers fought against the Mongols back then, and at this time, let them deal with the palace ban of the Ming Dynasty, although it is not easy, but it is definitely not impossible!
"Up, it's a quick fix!" Weng Yinglong waved his hand, and several figures had already rushed out.
At this time, on the palace wall, looking at the figure moving about to move below, Zhang Shijie, the secretary of the military department, slowly pulled out the sword in the box, and the rain flowed slowly along the sword. And squatting beside Zhang Shijie, a Praetorian Guard said in a deep voice: "Xianggong, are we ready to do it?" β
Zhang Shijie nodded: "It's too dark, I can't see how many people rushed up at all, but it is certain that it must be their most elite men who will attack the palace, and we only have two Praetorian Guards here, and the rain is too heavy, firearms and bows and crossbows have no way to come in handy, so we can only rely on short-handed combat." Although there are still people in ambush behind, a certain does not want the palace of the Ming Dynasty to be polluted by the blood of the enemy! β
"Don't worry, there are two hundred people on our city wall, enough for them to drink a pot!" Du Tou said in a deep voice, "As long as the last general is still here, he won't let these rebellious guys cross the thunder pool by half a step!" β
Zhang Shijie patted him on the shoulder, and then walked towards the city: "Order, prepare for the heavy armored cavalry!" β
When Zhang Shijie left, a plum blossom claw was already hanging on the wall, and then the second and third were caught, if it wasn't for the ambush in advance, such a small sound would not have attracted the attention of the patrol guards who came and went.
Immediately understood that the comer was not good, these guys were definitely not easier to deal with than the Mongolian Tatar cavalry on the battlefield, at that moment he slowly clenched his saber, his hand was raised suddenly, and the row of soldiers squatting behind him changed from full squatting to half squatting at the same time, and the blades in his hands were raised at the same time.
Two hundred people in the dark rainstorm are like tigers and wolves ready to attack at any time.
All enemies will be torn to shreds directly in front of them, just as they tore the Mongol Tatar cavalry apart on the battlefield before.
When Weng Yinglong watched the first row of black-clothed people jump up to the city, but there was no news, and he was suddenly a little stunned, according to the plan, the first team of people should hold the breakthrough after going to the city, and then try to quietly solve the soldiers patrolling the city.
But now there was not the slightest sound from the battlements, and they were not even visible.
Stomping his feet, Weng Yinglong didn't know whether he should thank the rainstorm for covering everything, or curse it for making the news flow between others unclear. Even Weng Yinglong didn't know what was going on in the chaotic city of Nanjing behind him.
Now you have to make a lone bet and have no choice.
When Weng Yinglong was about to order everyone to pounce, a scream suddenly came from the front!
The second group of black-clothed men who went to the city were stabbed through the chest by spears stretched out in the darkness, and the figures that followed them quickly dragged them up the city wall. It is already possible to imagine what will happen to these dead soldiers, who have been seriously wounded and fallen into the hands of the enemy.
Weng Yinglong's pupils contracted suddenly.
Ambush, there is an ambush!
In an instant, his boiling heart suddenly stopped, and the blood in his cavity became as cold and hot as the wind and rain outside at this moment! Obviously this is a trap that has been planned for a long time, and this howling wind and rain is not the best barrier for them as rebels, but the worst barrier.
"Withdraw, withdraw!" Weng Yinglong roared, grabbing the sleeves of several panicked people around him.
And the gate of Miyagi, which had been closed, slowly opened at this moment, and wisps of beating light jumped into view. In the dim firelight, one after another neat black shadows revealed their hideous figures, soldiers and war horses with heavy armor all over their bodies, and slowly flattened horse lances.
Weng Yinglong subconsciously looked up, but what he saw was a visor carved into a terrifying grimace.
A hundred cavalrymen stood solemnly in a row of torches.
"Praetorian Guard Armored Cavalry." Weng Yinglong seemed to have a feeling of pain in his heart being swept away by thousands of arrows, and his face was like ashes.
And in front of and behind him, countless people in robes rushed towards this side, and these six doors of people who came out of nowhere were enough to kill Weng Yinglong and his men back and forth three or four times!
"Let's go, follow a certain counterinsurgency!" Zhang Shijie Huo Ran raised his sword and shouted loudly.
The heavily armored cavalry instigated the war horses at the same time, and the war horses marched in the wind and rain. Although there were only a few hundred people, the moment the horse's hooves stepped on the ground, Weng Yinglong and all the Imperial City Division killers' last shred of determination to resist were shattered in the sound of the horse's hooves piercing the wind and rain.
"Sir, this place is dangerous, let's go quickly!" A dead soldier wanted to go to Laong Yinglong, "While the group of guys from the Six Gates is not surrounded, the brothers will escort you out of the bloody road, and we will be able to make a comeback when the time comes!" β
Weng Yinglong didn't move, watching the heavily armored cavalry getting closer and closer, his voice became more and more flat: "You all go, take advantage of the fact that you all go now." β
Looking at the stunned expressions of the dead soldiers under his command, Weng Yinglong shook off the hands grabbed by several dead soldiers, and the heavy rain flowed down his hat and robe, and also fell into his outstretched palm. Weng Yinglong didn't look at the subordinates who were frozen there and didn't know what to do, and muttered: "Ye Yingwu went north this time, but the Divine Guard Army pulled out for a drill, obviously wanting to lure the snake out of the hole, but he was so absorbed by the desire for profit that he was completely involved in it and went into a dead end." You all disperse, if so many of us rush out, we will definitely not be able to rush out, not to mention that many people in the six doors have seen a certain face, and it is too difficult not to be discovered. β
"I want to die with my husband!" Several of the dead men slowly stood still, clenching the knives in their hands.
Most of the dead soldiers who accompanied Weng Yinglong in the raid on the palace fell on the city wall, and there were only a dozen people left and right, facing the rolling heavy armored cavalry, like hitting a stone with an egg.
"Well, since these guys have been prepared, there must be a net of heaven and earth inside and outside the city, even if it is a person, if you want to rush out, where is it easy." Weng Yinglong's voice was bitter that could not be concealed, and he looked up at the figure that was getting closer and closer, "This is a road to death, and now it has come to an end." β
Before he could finish speaking, the oncoming horse lance had already pierced his chest, and a blood flower bloomed.
The intense pain made Weng Yinglong's eyebrows coalesce, and a few words popped out from his clenched teeth, which were so slight that they were almost inaudible.
"Win the king, defeat the king!"
And the dead soldiers around Weng Yinglong wanted to fight back, but they were armed with short knives in foot combat, and where were the opponents of the heavily armored cavalry, almost all of them were stabbed to death in one shot. The first platoon of cavalry did not hesitate in the slightest, and trampled on the corpses of these men.
The cavalry behind stepped in rows as if trampling a puddle of mud.
Blood and rain mixed together and flowed freely on the ground in front of Miyagi.
However, this wind and rain has no intention of stopping, and it is estimated that the traces of this place will be erased soon.
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Heavy rain washed over the courtyard.
Ye Yingwu and Guo Shoujing didn't care about holding an umbrella, and rushed directly to the corridor, while Xiao Yangzi and Xiao Yangzi behind them also ran forward sparsely. The emperor's maidservants hurriedly stepped forward to serve. Ye Yingwu tore the coat and hat on his body casually, this rain is so heavy, in fact, whether it is an umbrella or a coat, it is meaningless, as long as you walk in the rain, the clothes inside must be soaked.
Walking all the way to this dry place, Ye Yingwu exhaled, his body was full of splashing mud spots, not to mention, and even his face was a little muddy, and Guo Shoujing was obviously worse than him, although this Guo Shilang was rich in five cars and often ran around, but in the final analysis, it was still the thin body of a civil official, accompanying Ye Yingwu to come and go in the wind and rain, his physical strength was already a little exhausted, and when he came down from the embankment, he fell very embarrassed, and the whole person seemed to have been soaked in muddy water.
The two of them subconsciously glanced at each other, but they laughed.
"Qing'er, Qing'er!" Ye Yingwu beckoned, "Quick, go and prepare a hot bath for me, and also prepare a copy for Guo Aiqing." β
Qing'er, as the female official in charge of the emperor's presence, hurriedly responded and ordered several maids and attendants to hurry up and clean up. And Ye Yingwu looked at Guo Shoujing: "Aiqing, it's not early, and if you are embarrassed like this, don't go back, anyway, there are not many people in the government of your Ministry of Industry to serve, so I will rest in my study today!" β
Guo Shoujing was stunned, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.
And Ye Yingwu said with a smile: "You won't be unwilling, right?" β
After a shudder, Guo Shoujing hurriedly bowed deeply: "Jun's kindness is deep, and the minister is grateful." β
Ye Yingwu waved his hand: "Aiqing is dedicated to the country and conscientious, and the achievements of the more than a year are shared by the government and the opposition, but I just gave you my study, how to talk about gratitude." If you're tired today, you can rest well, and I won't bother. β
Guo Shoujing nodded solemnly and took a step forward: "What Your Majesty said on the embankment just now, the matter of governing the big river, the minister just now had a lot of thoughts in his heart. The dredging of a single canal is now taking a lot of effort and effort, and the progress is slow, and if it is a large river, I am afraid it will take more Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·."
"Throughout the ages, water control is not an overnight thing, but once it is well managed, it will be the merit of thousands of generations." Ye Yingwu said lightly, "I can also see this time that the Dushui Supervisor is now in urgent need of talents, otherwise it would be impossible for the Dushui Supervisor Suzhou Cheng to stare at the embankment all day long. Although this has a lot to do with the fact that the water supervisor has not made any major moves for many years, there is another point that Daming does lack capable water control talents now. β
After a pause, Ye Yingwu said in a deep voice: "In this way, Guo Aiqing, what kind of talents are needed for water control, I believe you know best, as long as you need people, go directly to me, and I will approve it to you." If we can't find anyone, then we will train people, what kind of talents need to be cultivated, what kind of teaching materials need to be compiled, and report directly to the Academy, in addition, the Ministry of Engineering should also cooperate with the Academy to set up an independent college for the Ministry of Industry to train talents in Nanjing as soon as possible, and even from the Ministry of Industry from all over the workshop as a lecturerΒ·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β· Guo Aiqing, what Daming lacks now is not money and food, not strong men, but talents! β
Guo Shoujing didn't expect Ye Yingwu to attach so much importance to it, and there was excitement in his eyes. His Majesty is full of opportunities and is entangled in various affairs, but he also takes this little matter of the Ministry of Industry to heart, which naturally makes Guo Shoujing feel Ye Yingwu's trust.
What's more, Ye Yingwu just handed over the project of controlling the big river to him.
For thousands of years, the great river has nourished the Central Plains, Guanzhong, Hebei, Shandong, and also nourished the entire Chinese nation, but no one has ever tried to tame the great river, compared to the great river, the great river has brought suffering and disaster to people.
The project of diverting the river is by no means a trivial matter overnight, but Guo Shoujing is confident that it will be won.
The soldier dies for his confidant, and Guo Shoujing can only repay Ye Yingwu's grace with all his might.
When Guo Shoujing left, Wang Qinghui, who had been standing in the shadow under the corridor, slowly walked over: "Husband, go and wash, look at what you are dirty about." Guo Xianggong didn't pay more attention than you just now, what kind of emperor there is, what kind of minister there is. β
Ye Yingwu couldn't deny it, he just smiled and nodded, but his eyes still fell on Guo Shoujing's back, with a look of relief on his face.
"Talents are rare, and talents like Guo Xianggong belong to the Ming Dynasty, which is really a blessing for the Ming Dynasty." Wang Qinghui couldn't help but sigh softly.
"It's not that talent is rare." Ye Yingwu flatly denied it.
Hui Niang was stunned, and suddenly couldn't help but laugh and said: "This is not a rare talent, so what is it." β
Ye Yingwu stood with his hands in his hands and replied in a deep voice: "The national warrior is unparalleled!" β
The words fell heavily, and Hui Niang was also a little surprised, and subconsciously followed Ye Yingwu's gaze to the corner where Guo Shoujing's figure finally disappeared, thoughtfully. (To be continued.) )