Jiang Muyuan traveled day and night, rushing from Nanling City to the station of Suning Hou.

He has his sources.

Pang Deng led his troops into the customs to attack the capital, and when the military situation was rushed to the imperial front, there was also a rush to the south and sent to Jiang Muyuan.

When Jiang Muyuan heard the news, he rushed to Suning Hou.

He counted the Gyeonggi troops on horseback and thought of several countermeasures, only to hate the fact that he was thousands of miles away.

In the camp, Su Ninghou looked very serious, stood in front of the map with his back hand, glanced at Jiang Muyuan who came in in a hurry, and nodded at him.

"The Holy Lord urgently summoned us to lead the troops back to Beijing to defend the Beijing Division," Marquis Suning handed Jiang Muyuan the holy decree that had just been delivered, and said in a deep voice, "The deputy general has already gone to order troops, and he will set off before dark and hurry all night." ”

Taking advantage of Jiang Muyuan's efforts to see the holy decree, Su Ninghou was also looking at him.

August in the south was still very hot, Jiang Muyuan came all the way, sweating profusely, and his hair was dripping with sweat, but he didn't even bother to wipe it with water.

The station of the Marquis of Suning is in the territory of Lianghu, which is originally north of Nanling City, and he has just arrived here with the holy decree on the front foot, and Jiang Muyuan on the back foot has already arrived in front of him from Nanling, so it can be asserted that the news of the little grandfather is faster than him.

It is very likely that as soon as Pang Deng entered the customs, someone handed the news to the little grandfather.

Suning Hou and Jiang Muyuan have fought Beidi, Shudi and Dongyi together, knowing that the little grandfather is young and young, and his ability and courage are very great, in order to make the war smooth, he has done a lot of things to bully the king, and now he is moving faster, which is also expected.

Of course, he wouldn't break with Jiang Muyuan because of these small details.

will be outside, and the king's order will not be affected.

Moreover, the work of concealing the liquidation in Shudi, Su Ninghou helped Jiang Muyuan to do it, not to mention turning a blind eye to the little grandfather's information network?

Jiang Muyuan swept the holy decree with a glance and ten lines, and asked, "Does Master Hou still have the latest news?" ”

"I still want the little grandfather to give me some news," Su Ninghou said, "The road is far away, count the days, Pang Deng's hand, there is very little time left for us." ”

"There is no shortage of generals or food in the capital, and although the troops are insufficient, it is not a problem to hold on for two months with the strong city wall," Jiang Muyuan said, "enough for us to rush back." ”

They discussed it very well here, Jiang Muyuan, Cheng Lizhi, and Cheng Jinzhi's brothers led the vanguard to rush away, and the Marquis of Suning and the army were postponed and marched north as soon as possible.

If there is no accident, General Yu in Jiangnan should also receive the holy decree and lead his troops back to Beijing.

The vanguard entering Gyeonggi can boost the morale of the defenders of the Beijing Division, and the follow-up reinforcements will arrive one after another, and they will definitely be able to repel Ponteng.

Unexpectedly, they ran all night, and the latest news was that the saint had left Beijing and headed south.

Cheng Lizhi almost fell off the horse.

Jiang Muyuan pursed his lips and didn't speak for a while.

This possibility was not unimagined by him, but it was only fleeting in his mind.

He knew that the saint was acting in a biased way, but he shouldn't have been biased to this part, not to mention, there were courtiers to dissuade him.

Jiang Muyuan knew that anyone who could speak in front of the emperor must have persuaded and persuaded the saint, but if he didn't persuade him, it was not anyone's fault, he could only say that the saint had made up his mind.

Sun Rui's blow hit the heart of the saint.

For Jiang Muyuan, the best strategy now is to rush back to the capital as soon as possible.

The saint has taken away too many troops, how can the capital be able to hold for two months?

There are many hills in the south, and the official road is also detoured on the mountain road, and even the vanguard army is not fast, let alone the follow-up army.

What can be called good news is that the Holy Majesty decreed that the Gu family should lead troops into the customs.

Jiang Muyuan's emotions were tense for several days, and finally relaxed.

Compared with the southern defense, the Gu family sent troops from the north and entered Yumen Pass to the capital, which was a real Pingchuan, and the northern army was good at riding and excellent military horses, and did not lose to the Xiliang army.

In terms of the speed of the march, they entered the customs much faster than the return of Suning Hou.

It's just that the saint doesn't nod, and the north can't send troops at all.

Jiang Muyuan also thought about bypassing the Holy Lord and asking Gu Yunyan to send troops, but in that case, once the accounts were settled after the autumn, the Ningguo Mansion and the Zhenbei General's Mansion would be destroyed.

Unless Jingshi really can't hold on, otherwise, he doesn't want to go to that point.

Fortunately, the Holy One himself made an order.

Jiang Muyuan summoned Yuan Er and asked him to hurry up and send a message to Gu Yunyan.

Cheng Jinzhi leaned over and said in a low voice: "Can he be faster than the post officer?" ”

Jiang Muyuan smiled.

Yuan Ertian is used to running in the south and the north, and he can walk the roads that ordinary people dare not walk and can't walk, single-handedly, and it is better than a team of soldiers, people are tired enough, but the speed is definitely not slow.

But at this time, speed is everything, and you can only be tired if you are tired, which one is not tired.

Yuan Er took the order and went.

Jiang Muyuan wanted Gu Yunyan's soldiers to divide into two routes, all the way south to save the Beijing Division, all the way west to Pang Deng's hometown, steal the ass of the Western Liang Army, and surround Wei to save Zhao.

In terms of geographical location and the strength of soldiers, such a rush and assault battle can only be fought by the Gu family's cavalry, and this merit can only be obtained by the Gu family.

Cheng Jinzhi looked at Shan and rode out of sight, and said, "The Holy Lord will almost be able to leave Gyeonggi in a few days." ”

Jiang Muyuan snorted lightly, noncommittal.

In fact, in his opinion, it is very likely that the saint has already left the Gyeonggi territory.

They did grow in ranks, and the emperor's relatives, officials, and soldiers, including many women, and even more people followed them south, so in this situation, it is said that the speed of march is extremely slow.

But the saint is determined to avoid Pang Deng's edge, and he can't hurry to Jiangnan to avoid danger, how can he be delayed on the road?

He must have traveled day and night.

Anyway, he was in the carriage, and the soldiers were escorted in shifts, and the night walk did not have much effect.

The elderly officials and family members must have worked harder, but most of them can keep up, but the people who accompany them, and in the end, they will be left behind a lot.

Just as Jiang Muyuan thought, the saint came out of Gyeonggi at this moment, and looked at the boundary monument that was left behind, and his mood relaxed a little.

The farther away from the capital, the safer he becomes.

The saint fell asleep by the carriage, he didn't sleep well in the palace, and after the departure, it became worse and worse, and now he is relieved, and he slept for five hours in a row before he opened his eyes.

The refreshing sleep he hadn't had in a long time made him feel refreshed, and even his meals became much more delicious.

After rinsing his mouth, he opened the scroll and looked at it carefully.

The drawings drawn by real people were brought out of the capital by the saint, and they were not put into the cage, but they were put on the carriage, and they could be seen when they wanted to see them.

Outside, a royal forest army had something to say, Han Gonggong poked his head out and asked, and when he returned again, his face was pale.

"Holy ......" Han Gonggong said in a trembling voice, "The little prince doesn't seem to be in the carriage behind, he is gone......"

The scroll took off his hand, and the saint raised his head suddenly, his previous happy expression disappeared, and for a moment only gloomy and cold: "Who?" Ke'er? Give me a stop! Call the Eternal King to me! ”

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