Emperor Qingming walked back and forth in the imperial study, his eyes red.

There was a faint bloody aura remaining in the hall, and I don't know who else was the soul of his sword.

When he saw Zhao Chen enter the hall, his footsteps stopped, and he looked over, "Do you know......

Emperor Qingming stopped suddenly, the prince didn't know about Long Wei, how could he tell him?

Zhao Chen said, "The spies from the camp on the outskirts of Beijing came to report that there was a fierce battle in Yanling last night, and one of the belligerents should be the Ghost Face General, but it is unknown who the other side is."

He paused, knowing that the best way to deal with his suspicious father was to be honest, "Judging from the traces of the soldiers and horses, it seems to be from the capital, but my father's soldiers and horses?"

Emperor Qingming exhaled a deep breath in his chest, "Yes. Annihilation."

Now that Jia Yi is not there, and Lu Zhenan is not here, he needs a trustworthy person to discuss the way to defend against the enemy and share the anger and anxiety in his heart.

He then patted Zhao Chen's shoulder again, and rarely explained, "It's not that I don't believe you, these soldiers and horses will be handed over to you sooner or later."

Zhao Chen arched his hand and said, "My father is the emperor, so he should have left a way back for himself."

He frowned, and said, "It's just that I didn't expect those warriors to fall for the ghost-faced general's female tricks...... Erchen said before that the ghost-faced general has a treacherous mind and is not an easy person to deal with."

Emperor Qingming was also remorseful, he always wanted to leave a hand on the crown prince before, and the matter of Long Wei had been hidden from him, and he had never consulted with the prince when he sent troops to Yanling.

Jia Yi asked for a battle yesterday and only used Long Wei, completely leaving the camp on the outskirts of Beijing, and he only thought that Jia was willing to trust Long Wei's combat power at that time, so he agreed. Thinking about it at this time, Jia Yi's behavior did not have the intention of rushing for quick success and monopolizing military merits.

A is high-spirited and unwilling to be subordinate, and if it were not for this, he would not have betrayed the referendum of Dingguo and voted for him. In the past 20 years, Jia Yi has never participated in the battle, let alone the opportunity to prove himself thoroughly with the Duke of Dingguo, although he has already commanded Long Wei, but he has always been obsessed with this matter.

This time against the Ghost Face General is an opportunity for Jia Yi to prove his ability, after all, the Ghost Face General has made a name for himself in the northwest, and his combat power is stronger than the Northwest Army and the Southwest Army.

Once Jia Yi can win the ghost face general, it can prove that his transcendent status among the generals of the Great Zhou Dynasty is far beyond the existence of Dingguo Gong.

The more Emperor Qingming thought about it, the more regretful he became. If Jia Yi came to report the battle, he discussed with the prince, and with the prince's understanding of the ghost-faced general, maybe he could see through the trap set by the ghost-faced general, and he would not have lost the lives of the 50,000 dragon guards......

It's too late to say anything.

Emperor Qingming punched the dragon case hard, and the music on the dragon case collapsed and fell to the ground with an uproar.

Zhao Chen walked over and squatted down, picked up the folds on the ground, and placed them neatly on the dragon case.

His movements were not hurried, his face was calm and not in a hurry, which calmed down the unspeakable anger and mania in Emperor Qingming's heart, and calmed down a little.

Emperor Qingming had more trust in the crown prince, and even relied on him, "With what you know about the ghost-faced general, what will he do next?"

Zhao Chen pondered for a moment and said, "General Ghostface's move last night was to consume the emperor's troops, and now that the 50,000 soldiers and horses have been destroyed, his goal has been achieved, and then he will go straight to the capital. There are only 30,000 soldiers and horses in the camp on the outskirts of Beijing outside the city, and I am afraid that they will not be able to stop them."

Emperor Qingming was also worried about this problem.

"Surely they will not be able to stop it. General Ghostface has just won a big victory, and it is the time when morale is high and unstoppable. If the camp on the outskirts of Beijing fights, it is tantamount to sending them to death."

Zhao Chen nodded, "That's what Father Emperor said. Now we can rely on not many soldiers and horses, if the camp on the outskirts of Beijing is defeated again, the four gates of the capital will not be able to hold on to those thousands of gold guards.

Before the sons entered the palace, they received the news that they were hiding in Yanling again. They had just gone through a big war after a long journey, and they were sleepy. However, the rest and recuperation will certainly not exceed two days, and the deployment of defense in Beijing and Central China should be planned as soon as possible."

Emperor Qingming walked back and forth in the imperial study.

The soldiers and horses of the battalion on the outskirts of Beijing have always only been outside the city to defend against the enemy, and they have to be forced to do so

to the point that they will not be allowed to enter the city.

A large number of soldiers and horses entered Beijing, who knows whether it was King Qin's or rebellion?

Don't chase away the tiger and leopard, and welcome the jackal into the door.

Time passed quietly with the hourglass.

Emperor Qingming knew that there was no delay, so he suddenly raised his head and said, "Let the 20,000 soldiers and horses of the camp on the outskirts of Beijing enter the city and take over the defense of the south gate of the West Gate, and the remaining 10,000 soldiers and horses will hide outside the city!"

In this way, even if the 20,000 soldiers and horses want to rebel after entering the city, with their combat strength, there is no need for the Royal Forest Army to take action, and 10,000 dragon guards are enough to deal with it.

Zhao Chen arched his hand, "Erchen leads the order."

Emperor Qingming immediately wrote an edict and handed it to Zhao Chen, saying, "As long as you can lead them to hold out for another seven days, reinforcements will arrive!"

"The son will live up to his father's entrustment."

Zhao Chen left the imperial study with his hand.

He walked on the palace road and looked at a sassy figure from a distance.

It's the mother.

Wang Guifei was dressed in a sassy beard dress with black and dark red, holding a small bow in her hand, standing at the gate of Yikun Palace, looking at him from afar.

Zhao Chen stopped and hesitated for a moment.

He never spoke well to his mother, and he only later realized that his mother hated his father, so he hated him who looked like his father. He has been disappointed many times since he was a child, and his feelings for his mother have become weaker and weaker.

Their mother and son are not like mother and son, in their previous lives until the death of their mother and concubine, both of them were disgusted.

He walked up to Wang Guifei and bowed to Wang Guifei, "Mother."

Wang Guifei looked at him and asked, "Are you going to war?"

Zhao Chen: "Yes."

Wang Guifei's voice trembled slightly, "Who is the opposite?"

Zhao Chen said, "Mother, this is a state affair."

Wang Guifei refused to give up, and asked, "Who is it?"

Zhao Chen said, "It's damp and cold outside, so it's best for the concubine to stay in the palace."

He was silent and added, "As long as you don't leave the palace, you'll be fine."

With that, he gave another salute and turned to leave.

The heavy black armor on his body rattled as he walked. Every step he took was heavy and determined.

Wang Guifei was stunned.

It was the first time she had been cared for by her son, and his son had always been just an emotionless greeting to her, nothing else.

It's going to be okay, it's really going to be okay, is it really going to be okay?

Since ancient times, once the palace changes, how can the women of the harem not suffer?

Wang Guifei looked at her son's distant back and muttered, "Who is the opposite?"

But Dingguo Gong?

If it were him, the women of the harem would not have ended miserably.

--

Zhao Chen took Emperor Qingming's edict out of the palace, and when he returned to the barracks, it was already afternoon.

When General Li saw him coming back, he greeted him and couldn't wait to ask, "How?"

Zhao Chen gave him his hand.

Old General Li took it and looked at it, and said worriedly, "The holy decree has asked the camp on the outskirts of Beijing to meet the enemy, and the confrontation between the two armies is probably unavoidable. You and I will not be able to resist ......."

Zhao Chen went to the main seat and sat down, poured a bowl of tea and drank it all, Fang said lightly, "Why do you want to resist the decree. This is the will that is the only one."

After all, General Li is a veteran of a hundred battles, and he knows all kinds of military techniques by heart, and when the prince said this, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he seemed to understand the prince's intentions.

"What does Your Highness mean...... Hiding from the world?"

Zhao Chen poured a bowl of tea and pushed it forward in front of him, "How to hide this day, how to save the lives of the 30,000 soldiers in the camp on the outskirts of Beijing, it depends on the old general's ability."

Old General Li's expression was greatly lifted, he swept away his previous worries, and responded in a rough voice, "The last general has fought on the battlefield for most of his life, and he still has this ability. Your Highness can rest assured, you will definitely hide this day from you! No one can see the flaw!"

Zhao Chen picked up the tea bowl, "Lonely will replace wine with tea, and pay tribute to the old general with a bowl."

Old General Li picked up the bowl and talked to Tai

Zi's bowls touched, drank it all heartily, and put down the bowl heavily, "Your Highness, let's watch a good show!"

With that, he took up his long and heavy knife and strode out of the tent.

At the same time, the soldiers and horses of the ghost-faced general had already selected 20,000 elite soldiers, changed their clothes, hid their whereabouts, and quietly approached the capital.

Twilight quadrangle.

On the wide official road outside the capital, the horses' hooves rumbled and the dust was flying.

The black iron cavalry was mighty, like a black cloud accumulated in the sky, which was swept by the wind and forced in the direction of the city gate.

The four gates of the capital were closed, and there were many Jinwu guards on the city wall, staring into the distance vigilantly.

The guards on the tower spotted the anomaly in the distance, pointed into the distance and shouted, "Grand Commander! Soldiers and horses are approaching!"

Commander Yan's expression tightened, and he climbed the city tower and squinted into the distance.

When the other party approached, he saw the golden word "Beijing" on the black flag.

Commander Yan's expression was relieved.

All the soldiers and horses in the world, only the camp on the outskirts of Beijing guarding the imperial city can use the word "Beijing" embroidered with this gold thread.

Looking at the navy blue battle clothes and black armor on those soldiers and horses, as well as the red on the collar and shoulder sleeves, it is even more confirmed.

During the day, he received an order from the emperor to release the 20,000 soldiers and horses of the camp on the outskirts of Beijing, and they were to take over the defense of the west gate and the south gate.

Although it was not a glorious thing to be replaced before the battle, Commander Yan also had to admit that with Jin Wuwei's soldiers and horses, he could not defend the four gates of the capital.

Yesterday, when the palace was sealed down, the emperor privately issued an edict that no matter how many people went out of the city, only the people who entered the city should be strictly checked. He roughly guessed what was going on with the people who left Beijing in the morning and evening.

He doesn't know what happened to those people now, but the emperor just released the soldiers and horses yesterday, and invited the soldiers and horses from the camp on the outskirts of Beijing to come in one day later.

Commander Yan had a keen premonition that the ghost-faced general was about to descend on the city. A fierce battle could unfold at any moment.

The west and south gates are close to the palace and are the most important. It is safer to be taken over by the camp on the outskirts of Beijing than in his hands.

Thinking like this, the soldiers and horses were already approaching.

"The 20,000 soldiers and horses of the camp on the outskirts of Beijing were ordered to enter the palace to take over the defense of the West Gate and the South Gate!"

The leader of the general was tall and mighty, dressed in golden armor, and the lieutenant general beside him held a scroll of bright yellow oracles in his hand, shouting at the strict commander on the city wall.

Although the sky was already dark, Commander Yan still recognized that the leader was the crown prince.

During the day, the prince entered and exited the palace gate, presumably to enter the palace to receive orders. With the crown prince coming forward, the vigilance in the heart of the strict commander was lowered a lot.

Even so, he still refuses to let him go easily, and a careless mistake will lead to a catastrophe when this kind of fatal time is fatal.

"Please also throw the Holy Oracle's Decree up and down, and Ben will review it before making a decision!"

Wei Xiao drove his horse close to the city wall, and threw the oracle in his hand upward.

The oracle was like a sharp arrow, flying towards Commander Yan.

Commander Yan easily received the edict, and after checking it, he shouted the order, "Put the drawbridge and open the city gate!"

As the drawbridge was leveled and the city gates opened, 20,000 soldiers and horses poured into the capital like a raging tide.

Commander Yan had already descended the city wall and saluted Zhao Chen, "I've seen His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. The last general will be routine, and I hope Your Highness will not be surprised."

Zhao Chen bowed, "Next, the south gate of the West Gate will be taken over by the camp on the outskirts of Beijing."

Strict leadership should be.

He glanced behind the prince, only Wei Xiao and a few guards of the prince's mansion were recognized by him, and the other lieutenants and soldiers were all fresh faces.

He said with a smile, "Several generals and generals in the camp on the outskirts of Beijing know each other, but now I haven't seen any of them."

"Is Commander Yan talking? How did His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Ben arrange their troops, do you want to talk to you about them one by one?"

A loud and deep voice came, the soldiers got out of the way, and General Li, dressed in armor, strode over.

When Commander Yan was young, he was a subordinate of General Li, and he had great respect for him.

Hearing this, he hurriedly arched his hand and said, "The last general will not dare!"

Old General Li waved his hand impatiently, "Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up!" Guard the east and north gates!"

"General Mo commands! The last will be gone!"

Commander Yan no longer had any doubts, bowed down and retreated, and ordered Jin Wuwei to hand over the city defense of the west gate and the south gate.

Zhao Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Commander Yan is a good general, because of Luo Shoufu's promotion, he can be regarded as Zhao Chengyuan's faction. But the rebellion is related to the lives of the relevant people and other clans, and the cost is too great, and it is difficult to control people's hearts. It is because the fewer people who know the better, and if you have to, it is better not to let him know.

After that, it's half the story.

Zhao Chengyuan is a person who only moves his mouth, and all the tiring errands are done by others, but he is the one who reaps the benefits in the end.

The city was narrow, and it took nearly an hour for all 20,000 soldiers and horses to enter the city.

At this time, it was already the second watch, and the dark night was as dark as ink, and I couldn't see my five fingers.

Due to the influx of 20,000 soldiers and horses, the capital seemed to become crowded and tense.

Old General Li stood on a high place and issued a military order in a loud voice, "The soldiers of the battalion on the outskirts of Beijing obey the order, and the soldiers are divided into four routes, two are on duty at the south gate of the West Gate, and two are patrolling the city!"

"The last general commands!"

Then came the sound of orders, and 20,000 soldiers and horses scattered in the dark night of the capital.

--

The drum sounded for the third watch, and there was silence in the palace.

There were no stars in the dark night, and the heavy black pressed against the Qianqing Palace, and the brilliant lights could not be dispersed.

Emperor Qingming went to Kunning Palace to see Chen Man, and saw that although her face was still pale, her spirit was fine, so he returned to Qianqing Palace.

There is a secret passage to life in the Qianqing Palace, and he has been staying here since the defeat of the Dragon Guard.

Through the secret passage, five thousand dragon guards have quietly entered the palace, hiding near the Qianqing Palace and Kunning Palace.

The city wall can't stop the ghost face general, and the palace wall, the palace wall can't stop the Royal Forest Army, and the Royal Forest Army can't stop the Dragon Guard.

If the dragon guard can't stop it...... Emperor Qingming's eyes were cold, so he took Aman and left the palace from this secret passage. The sky is high and the earth is wide, and there is always a place for them to live freely. There will always be a time when he will come back again.

Emperor Qingming suddenly held his breath, his ears were concentrating, and there seemed to be a rumbling sound outside, faintly coming in through the window.

It seems to be spring thunder, and it seems to be ......