Outside the city of Kyoto, less than five miles from the northern suburbs, there was a large number of soldiers and horses, and they were all cavalry. Far away from the camp, a cone-shaped offensive formation was formed.

The cavalry is not enough, the garrison is far superior to this cavalry. It was not difficult to defend, but the worst thing was that none of the battalion generals who were supposed to sit in their respective tents at this time to give orders were missing, and the eight commanders, including General Rong Zhenrong, seemed to have completely disappeared. There was no news inside or outside the city. The people assigned to the camp searched one after another, but they couldn't find it.

There was also a faint sound of shouting and killing outside the city gate, and the garrison of the eighth battalion in the northern suburbs finally panicked.

The soldiers who have been slacking off for a long time, from sergeants to generals, have experienced fewer and fewer battle formations, and everyone panicked at the critical moment.

In a panic and chaos, everyone finally introduced eight commanders as commanders, and the commanders gathered in the commander's tent to discuss how to deal with it. But they didn't even know who was coming, and it was impossible for the Baimeng to lead so many soldiers and horses deep into Yasukuni and go straight to Kyoto! What kind of person is it that secretly raises so many elites?

Suddenly a trumpet sounded outside the camp, and the long, low and long sound of the trumpet whined like a cry, echoing in the night sky.

The commanders in the regimental and battalion commanders' tents looked at each other with pale faces, ran out of the tent as if crazy, and gathered the regimental and battalion troops hoarsely. When the soldiers hurriedly formed an uneven formation outside the camp, a huge drum suddenly beat on the opposite side, and in the rapid rhythm of the drum, 10,000 iron horsemen raised their long knives in unison.

"Attack!"

As soon as the general gave an order, all the horses hissed, and the iron-clad black tide was like a huge wave in the angry sea, viciously rolling towards the regimental camp.

"Formation! Steady! "Inside the regimental camp defense line, watching the black tide come like a storm crashing on the shore, the general soldiers were so frightened that their hearts were shattered, the black tide seemed to be indestructible, and it could break through all the obstacles in the world that dared to stand in front of them, and the army in the northern suburbs, which was called the last barrier of the Yasukuni Imperial Capital, was no exception.

The black waves were like an incomparably sharp arrow on the vast plains, fiercely plunging into the hastily formed formation of the regimental camp.

The intersection of gold and iron was accompanied by the painful screams before death, like the whimpering roar of thousands of ghosts in this cold winter night.

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Dongcheng Nangong Mansion, the slaves and maids have been dismissed, at this time the entire mansion inside and outside the soldiers are lined up, the border army wearing armor, the inside and outside of the periphery layer after layer, with the front hall of the entire outer house as the core, the group is surrounded around, on the green tile of the roof of the front hall, quietly creeping two rows of blue-clothed guards holding crossbows, from top to bottom, from the inside to the outside, the house is tightly enclosed.

Yang Zheng was wearing an indigo pine branch crane pattern brocade robe, holding a fragrant tea in his hand, and looked at the empty front yard outside the hall with a calm expression, as if waiting for something, as if thinking about something. The thin pursed lips showed a kind of indifference and alienation from the world, but what he was holding in his hands at this time was the blood of thousands of people.

The hall was empty except for him, and everyone around him had been sent out to faithfully carry out every command he had given.

One by one, the captains who reported the news kept hurriedly reporting the military situation, and Qin Kan listened to the news from all sides like a hundred rivers and seas.

"Young master, the 30,000 border army iron cavalry outside the city has taken the lead in attacking the garrison in the northern suburbs, Rong Zhen and other regimental and battalion generals are nowhere to be found, the regiments and battalions are leaderless, the morale is chaotic, the retreat is gradually defeated, and the rout of the whole line is in sight."

Hearing this news, Yang Zhen's tense face finally eased slightly.

Xingxu Beishan Xiao felt that the change at this moment was unbelievable, and he didn't even know why he had suddenly come to this point. He was a king, but he lost his prestige as a courtier, and was suddenly robbed of his power by a powerful enemy.

But Nangong is different, from the moment Yang Wei and Gongsun Lan merge, they are always ready for a devastating battle!

The manipulators behind it have been secretly preparing for several years, deceiving everyone, trying to destroy Baimeng, Da'an and even Yasukuni! For his own selfishness, for the deep resentment and unwillingness in his heart.

Although the dark lord was suppressed and exterminated by the Ming Emperor, the remaining elite soldiers did not disappoint everyone under the command of Nangong Lie for many years, and it turned out that the number of people is not the absolute factor that determines the outcome of the war, but the strategy and the battlefield experience of the soldiers are the most important.

30,000 iron cavalry took the initiative to attack the 200,000 regimental battalion army in the northern suburbs, in addition to the pre-planned kidnapping of Rong Zhen and other eight regimental and battalion generals, I have to say that Nangong Lie, the dark lord who had been glorious in the past, was not in vain, and tempered an invincible army.

With such an army, coupled with Yang Zheng's resourcefulness, it seems to be a fluke by chance, but in fact, there is a secret inevitability.

The eldest prince, the most beloved but most defenseless son of Kitayama Xiaoze, tried to destroy the country of Yasukuni and even the whole world. This kind of incomprehensible and expected "ambition" is even more terrible than seeking power and usurping the throne!

The entire army in the northern suburbs is under the control of the prince, if the army in the northern suburbs is defeated, it means that most of their confrontation tonight will be successful, and the big thing can be decided!

"Young master, Shubei is eight hundred miles away! Hongshanwei on the border, Changyunwei has long been evacuated, rushed to Kyoto, the two armies were combined into one army, the total number of more than 30,000 soldiers and horses, including more than 10,000 cavalry, 20,000 foot soldiers, there are still three hours away from the north gate of the Beijing division. ”

Yang Zhen raised his head and sighed: "Sure enough, it seems that it is always right to keep a back hand for everything, and it really used it when it should be used......"

"Where is Jin Wujun now?"

"Jin Wujun's 10,000 elite horsemen camped fifty miles outside the city of Kyoto, the young master once instructed, no matter what happens to the Beijing Division, the Jin Wujun must not act rashly, and all actions are only obeyed by the young master's orders, and now the fighting outside the city is fierce, and the Jin Wujun still does not move a single soldier according to your orders of the young master."

Yang Zheng closed his eyes and pondered for a long time, then slowly opened his eyes, and said: "Immediately send someone to tell the generals of the Jin Wu Army, all set off, and rush to the outside of Changjun Town in an hour, snipe Hongshan, Changyun and two guards, and be sure to stop these 30,000 people outside Changjun Town......"

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Tongyang Pass, the battle continues.

Shouts and screams of killing and screaming are still in every corner of the capital, and the city is full of fires and smoke, and the whole city is whimpering in the snowy night.

There was only coldness and indifference in Nikan's eyes, as if everyone in this gate was just prey under their sword. In order to uphold the last wish of the previous king, he has waited for this day for too long, and this battle must not be defeated...... Whether it is Da'an or Yasukuni, it will be in the bag of Baimeng!

"Continue the siege!"

The suffocating murderous aura spread in the heavy rain.

Rumble!

Boom!

A flag officer in the front of the formation waved the red flag fiercely, and then there was a rumbling and rapid drum sound from the back, and after a uniform iron armor collision, the Changge in the hands of the Baimeng soldiers brushed the ground at the same time.

"Attack!" The chaotic footsteps approached step by step, everyone was splattered with blood, and everyone's eyes were so cold, like a pack of hungry wolves staring at a fat prey.

……

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Shubei.

On the red peat roaster, the boiling water was steaming in the pot, and the eldest prince Beishan Liao held the pot in his hand, personally filled the two small cups in front of him, held them in front of Gongsun Lan with both hands, and said with a smile: "Gongsun girl, please." ”

Gongsun Lan looked at the steaming tea, and her face was calm. "Why?"

"Yasukuni is sick, very sick, civil officials are greedy for money, military generals are afraid of death, only a group of officials who don't know the so-called words are impassioned, empty talk is misleading the country, and the word 'morality' on their heads can eat for a lifetime, the people cry and turn a blind eye, after the king ascended the throne, the chaotic people in various counties frequently rebelled, and the border effects such as Beirong repeatedly violated the border, the civil officials stood in the Golden Palace, and the soldiers in the border towns were defeated and retreated. With such a world and such a monarch and minister, how many years can I have in Yasukuni? ”

"Since Your Highness knows the symptoms of the court, why doesn't you advise the king, but instead do the opposite?"

"Heh......" Beishan Liao chuckled and shook his head: "If you want to change, it can't be done overnight, and it may not be feasible in ten years, twenty years, or even decades." I don't have a long time to live, and I can't do anything like that. ”

"So, if you can't save Dajing, you're going to destroy it?"

"The prosperity of a dynasty cannot be achieved overnight, but the decline of a dynasty can be achieved in a snap of a finger." Beishan Liao's eyes seemed to light up with fire: "Since I can't do the former, at least I can make Dajing bloom the most legendary and dazzling destruction in this world!" ”

"What will the world be like to be plagued by you?"

"When the emperor was there, the people had no worries about food and clothing, commerce was prosperous, and after the opening of the sea ban, the transportation of all countries and countries was really prosperous, however, the ministers of the court were still those ministers, under the guise of morality, they were doing things that brought disaster to the country and the people, shouting the slogan of loyalty to the monarch and the community, accepting bribes in private, looting businessmen and good people, ignoring the rise and fall of the country in order to exclude dissidents, and only shouting 'petition for the people' after doing bad things seems to erase all his evils. It is better to annihilate and create a new dynasty...... The so-called, if it is not broken, it will not stand. ”

Gongsun Lan was deeply shocked by what Beishan Liao did and thought: "Do you think this is 'righteousness'?" ”

"No......" Beishan Liao shook his head: "I have done a lot of things and killed many people over the years, maybe I made mistakes, maybe I missed them." I understood one thing. ”

“…… What the? ”

"The thing of 'great righteousness' is very repetitive, and if a thing is good or evil, there are more people who say it is good than those who say it is bad, and it becomes 'great righteousness'. So ......" Beishan Liao looked at Gongsun Lan for a while: "Let go of the compassion in your heart and look down on the world like a Buddha, you will find that there is nothing that cannot be abandoned, nothing to pity...... Every flower and plant can sprout again in destruction, and so can people...... Those who die will be replaced by new life. ”