Compared to the hellish scene inside the city, the outside of the city is much better.

The army of the White Lotus Sect Han Yan King, although it is claimed to be 300,000, is actually not so much, at most there are only 200,000, and more than 100,000 of them are coerced people, and there are only 80,000 soldiers who can fight.

Of course, these 80,000 elites are also a lot, with their excellent tactical level, Han Hui has been fighting for several years, and this elite of the White Lotus Sect has become more and more powerful, not to mention 80,000, even if it is 10,000, the army of 100,000 officers and soldiers was all defeated in the first battle.

This time the rapid march, Han Hui only led an army of 50,000, and the 30,000 came one after another, and at the same time, the inner ghost opened the city and attacked the capital in one fell swoop, which was beyond his expectations.

Although he knew that there were internal ghosts, Han Hui actually didn't think it would be so smooth, how to say that this is the capital, there were 200,000 elites in the Jingying army when the country was founded, and the imperial court is now corrupt, and the officers and soldiers eat empty salaries very much, but how to say that there should be a 100,000 Jingying army, right?

As a result, Han Hui still doesn't know how many troops there are in Jingying, because as soon as the city gate is opened, the Jingying army does not resist at all, and the people of the Soldiers and Horses Division even surrender when they hear the wind, which makes Han Hui stunned for a while, and he can't help but think, is it really my destiny?

However, no matter how smoothly everything was, Han Hui was cautious not to really enter the city, only letting 20,000 soldiers and horses enter the city, and the remaining 30,000 soldiers and horses remained outside the city to wait for them.

At this time, in the tent of the temporary military camp, Han Hui sat on the top position, and the rest of the White Lotus Sect Shuai Feng sat on the bottom position.

"Sect Master, Tang He led the army into the city, but he didn't think about disciplining him, and let the disciples rob and kill, I'm afraid it's not appropriate."

On the lower seat of the tent, there was an old man in a green robe pinching his white beard, full of sorrow.

The White Lotus Sect is respectful and orderly, with the sect leader as the leader, followed by the various handsome forwards, young shopkeepers and pioneers.

It's just that there are many branches of the White Lotus Sect, and none of them really unify the sect leader, because no one obeys anyone, and the internal strife is serious. But as the forces led by Han Hui became stronger and stronger, they were already the strongest among the hundreds of White Lotus Sect forces, and everyone gradually believed that Han Hui was the real leader of the White Lotus Sect.

"What's wrong with that? There are many corrupt officials and corrupt officials in the capital, and if they are killed, they will be killed. ”

Some people didn't care, but said unhappily: "Sect Master, now that we've been waiting for so long, and we haven't seen any officers and soldiers resist, it's time for us to enter the city." ”

Tang He went into the city to burn and loot alone, how could he let him get rich alone, the rest of the Shuai Feng couldn't help it a long time ago, if it weren't for Han Hui's deep authority and other branches of the White Lotus Sect, he would have made a fuss.

"The rest of the place is the rest of the place, this is the capital!"

The old man in the green robe retorted: "The capital is the head of all the cities in the world, if you continue to burn and rob, I am afraid that I will lose the hearts and minds of the people......"

"The hearts of the people? Amusing. ”

The others laughed out loud, disdainful of the so-called people's will, they didn't know where it was, but the people's heart of the old man in the green robe was just the people's heart of the scholars, and in their opinion, it was disdain. What is the use of a reader? The knife was on his neck, and he knelt directly on the ground and begged for mercy. Moreover, most of the officials are scholars, and they do all kinds of evil to oppress the people, and their disgust with officials also implicates scholars.

"You know what!"

The old man in the green robe was enraged and said, "Do you want to be a member of the White Lotus Sect for the rest of your life?" If the leader wants to go further, how can he lose the hearts of the people? ”

Further?

Still no one cares about what the old man in the green robe said, but this one goes one step further and touches the hearts of the people.

"Sect Master, if you let the Dog Emperor escape, it will be difficult to catch it, so it is better to send two more people into the city......"

I don't know what the people's hearts are, but Han Hui sees the hearts of the people in the tent.

Further?

What's the next step?

Han Hui was in a trance for a moment, he never thought that one of his slaves and maids from the master's family would one day be within reach of the emperor's throne.

His lips rose slightly, and he was about to give an order with a wave of his hand, when someone outside made an urgent report.

It was a herald who hurried in and knelt down after receiving permission.

"Report, sect leader, there is a vanguard that has suffered heavy casualties and has withdrawn from the city."

"What?"

"Heavy casualties? What's going on? ”

Everyone wondered, did this finally meet the resistance of the imperial army?

Han Hui became nervous all of a sudden, what was he most afraid of ambush, although judging from his past experience, the imperial court was not so powerful, but what if?

Well, the imperial court wouldn't be stupid enough to bring them into the city by any kind of tricks, right?

Forget about other cities, how dare the capital play like this?

What's more, where did the imperial court have the confidence to dare to play this kind of strategy, and it couldn't even defend the city, so how could it have the ability to play street fighting?

His mind turned, and the herald began to tell in detail, and this complaint immediately attracted a lot of anger, "Nonsense, there is only one enemy army? ”

"You don't want to live, do you? What nonsense? The enemy army single-handedly defeated a vanguard? ”

The roar of the leaders made the herald tremble.

Han Hui also felt incredible, this kind of nonsense can also be said, the disciples of this herald can't be crazy, right?

"What about the pioneers of the Pioneer Battalion? Where is it? He's dead? What about the others? Call a few people in......"

Naturally, no one believed this, and Han Hui resisted the urge to drag this herald down and behead him, and ordered the survivors of the pioneer battalion to be called in.

And after this order, after a stick of incense, everyone was dumbfounded.

The dozen or so disciples who were called in were all frightened, but they all said the same thing, saying that the enemy army was just a mysterious person dressed in black, and they had defeated their vanguard battalion.

This is exaggerated enough, and it is said that the musketeers lined up to shoot, and they could not kill the man.

Hearing this, it is no longer an exaggeration, but a myth.

Who is not afraid of dozens of guns at close range?

Damn, although the White Lotus Sect has all kinds of propaganda books in its body, it is invulnerable, and it is also a sword and gun, not a firecracker.

Even the brainwashed low-level disciples know that with the treasure book in their bodies, they can't stop the fire guns if they are invulnerable, let alone the various leaders who are extremely shrewd.

In fact, not to mention the firecracker, the knife and gun can't stop it, the knife that wears armor and can't block a few times is okay, and he doesn't dare to resist the spear.

Therefore, it is unbelievable to say that you are not afraid of fire.

Even if a dozen or so disciples here kept saying this, none of them believed it.

It all felt like these dozen cultists were going crazy.

Han Hui also didn't believe it, but at the same time, he felt that there was something strange in this, otherwise how could a pioneer battalion be defeated?

Just as he was about to continue his questioning, another herald returned.

And this time, they lost their voices together.

"What?"

"Tang He is dead?"

"The army of 3,000 is gone?"

Isn't that incredible?

What is even more unimaginable is that by ordering the disciples to come back, the one who killed Tang He's 3,000 army would actually ...... Or alone.