It doesn't matter what hole cards the Dog Emperor has.

As early as the moment when Zhang Junlin became the crown prince of the prison state, he was destined to have such a battle and it was inevitable.

And he did everything he could, no matter what happened...... That's fate, too.

"Your Highness, in fact, you can stay in Jinling and send people to fight with Monarch Li, without having to take risks yourself."

Su Chanyi's proposal was directly rejected by Zhang Junlin.

"If I don't show up, the emperor will fight from Zhenzhou to Jinling, you have also seen that the people of Zhenzhou and Jinling are so active in enlistment, yes, they are to keep everything for themselves, but they are even more because they believe that I exist, everything they have, they will be afraid that I will be embarrassed, so they will actively apply."

As a person who has died once, Zhang Junlin naturally does not want to experience the pain of dying again.

But.

There are some things in this world that cannot be measured by life and death.

"Your Highness, you are a person with a very good heart......

Su Chanyi sighed secretly, knowing that she couldn't persuade anymore.

That being the case.

"I am willing to accompany His Highness to fight until the last moment."

"The Su Yuan made you a doctor, and you are also in charge of logistics when you go to the battlefield."

If it comes to the point where Miss Su needs to carry a knife and gun to the battlefield, even if she bears the infamy of a lifetime.

He will also kill the Dog Emperor first to prevent the war from getting worse.

"Envoy Su, don't think too much, you have to make sure that your body is a backer for everyone."

Zhang Junlin lowered the curtain of the car and didn't say anything more, for fear that Miss Su would think about it again, so she hit the horse and walked forward.

Su Chanyi saw the distant figure through the bamboo curtain and clenched her fists.

If it really comes to the point where she needs to make a move.

She would rather give up her identity as a healer, and she must save His Royal Highness the Crown Prince! Save the people of South Vietnam!

Only hopefully.

The rumored ninth-order martial artist will not appear in this war and become the help of Monarch Zhang.

……

Jiazhou, Xingxian.

Zhang Chengqian sat in the imperial palace, looking at the slow-moving army in front of him, and his mood was very depressed.

The march lasted two days and covered fifty miles.

It's slower than when you came.

But he couldn't speed up, because if the royal family and magnates who followed him didn't take them away, didn't stare under his nose, didn't unite with him, and ran to the camp of the rebels, his crusade would become even more unsmooth.

"Where is Long Wei!"

Zhang Chengqian shouted violently.

Empress Chen and the others pricked up their ears.

Dragon Guard!

The most mysterious and powerful existence in the South Vietnamese Secret Guard, who came and went without a trace, and was also the most trusted person by the previous emperors, there was no one.

The Dragon Guard is not a team of personal guards, but a person with the title of "Dragon Guard".

Dragons, emperors too.

This is the one who guards the Emperor.

Just like the Lei family, a retainer of the Western Chu State, he is not a master and servant but is more loyal.

"The subordinates are here."

"Before the army, let you go and deliver a message, please go out of the mountain, is he willing to go to Jinling and crusade against that rebel?"

Zhang Chengqian's tone became nervous.

That ninth-order martial artist was the key to his victory against Zhang Junlin.

It's just that the ninth-order martial artist usually has no dealings with him, but because he has an old friendship with the ancestor of the Zhang family, he promised that he could appear to protect Nanyue when it was in danger.

And an emperor could only make one request.

So he didn't use this request last time Jinling was attacked, thinking that the matter of cutting land and compensating for grain didn't need that person's hands, and it was more appropriate to use this request on the blade.

Now I want to come...... He was wise and wise!

Long Wei pondered for a moment, and a whisper sounded in Zhang Chengqian's ear.

"That one has agreed, and has already left for the direction of Jinling, and can meet His Majesty at any time."

Anytime?

That is, the one who is nearby?

Zhang Chengqian immediately looked left and right in surprise.

But the last time I saw him was when he ascended the throne, and I didn't see his true face from afar.

It was overcrowded on the left and right, and I didn't know where it was.

"Your Majesty, my subordinates have a question."

Long Wei has always appeared on errands and left without anything.

Zhang Chengqian didn't expect to talk too much today, he guessed what Long Wei wanted to ask, and snorted coldly: "This battle must be fought no matter what, if it is not to avenge the second son, there will be other reasons, do you understand?" ”

Where can Long Wei not understand.

His Majesty didn't like the three princes at all, and heard that the three princes governed Jinling and Zhenzhou in an orderly manner, and they were praised by the people and won over the powerful.

The idea of getting rid of the three princes became more and more undisguised.

Zhang Chengqian didn't get a response from Long Wei, and he was annoyed and angry.

"Do you still want to change masters?"

"Don't dare."

Long Wei lightly spit out two words, and his figure disappeared above the imperial sword.

Zhang Chengqian felt that Long Wei was dissatisfied with him, in fact, he could have complained about his feelings just now, talked about his expectations for his second son to win Long Wei's sympathy for the bereaved son.

But after he learned that the one had agreed to make a move, he knew that this victory was his own, and he didn't have to pretend anymore.

Right.

He just wants to let that rebel die without a place to be buried!

Let everyone in South Vietnam know that he, Zhang Chengqian, is the emperor of South Vietnam.

The life and death of the entire South Vietnam is up to him!

It's not Mo Qing, it's not Mo Qing's son!

It can only be him!

Empress Chen in the rear couldn't hear Long Wei's words, and could only guess the situation at this time based on what the emperor said.

Seeing that the emperor did not hide his killing intent, she was relieved.

"Queen Mother, will the father win?"

The eldest prince, who was in the same car, asked nervously.

Empress Chen glanced at the eldest prince who pretended to be well-behaved, and smiled knowingly: "Yes." So when your father wins, remember to take advantage of your second brother's death and take that position in one fell swoop, but you must not let Zhang Juncheng drill the leak. ”

"The queen mother can rest assured, Xia Guozhang's criminal evidence has already been collected, and many of them are still the crimes of the three clans, even if the merits and demerits are offset, it is impossible for him to be the eighth child!"

When the father wants to reuse the eighth child, the queen mother will let the concubines who usually have grudges with Xia Guifei point it out in public.

They will never give the eighth a chance to perform!

"You did the right thing, remember, you must not act as flamboyant as your second brother and become a living target for others."

Empress Chen was sad that she had lost a beloved son.

It's just that the son himself was sent to Jinling to test Zhang Junlin.

She exchanged a son for the life of Mo Qing's only son, and it was worth it!

"Second child, don't worry, the queen mother will definitely avenge you!"

Zhang Junlin, when the time comes, this palace will definitely pick your skin, suck your blood, and eat your flesh!

Let you live in pain and remorse is better than death!

……

"Phew!"

Zhang Junlin saw a long queue in the garrison barracks outside Zhenzhou City, and then looked at the 20,000 soldiers following behind him.

Seeing the scene of tens of thousands of soldiers gathering together to fill the empty space, seeing them in high spirits, I suddenly thought of the negative appearance of those stragglers when they were defending Jinling.

This is no longer the case.

South Vietnam's military strength today is far greater than it was then.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

Jiang Suke, who was overwhelmed by the crowd, shouted.

The open space, which had been bustling just a moment ago, suddenly fell silent.

Only then did everyone find out that the soldiers who came in military uniforms were not the Zhenzhou garrison or the new recruits who came to recruit them.

The flag on the back of the leading General Jin with the words "Jinling Conscription" written on it.

"This is the 20,000 soldiers and horses conscripted in Jinling?!"

Jiang Zhu also saw it and was taken aback.

wanted to squeeze in front of His Royal Highness the Prince, but unfortunately everyone heard that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had come down and blocked his way forward.

"Yes."

Zhang Junlin gestured to the 20,000 soldiers behind him.

"After the people of Jinling received the holy decree, they gathered 20,000 soldiers in less than three days, and the palace thanked them for their dedication to the country, so they planned to send them to the boundary of Jiazhou in person, but I didn't expect your Zhenzhou to move so quickly after receiving the holy decree."

He glanced at the centaurs below and made a rough estimate.

"You've already signed up for five or six thousand?"