Chapter 212: Chaotic War (I)
The blizzard provided the best convenience for the two princes to fight and leave, and the extremely fierce battle at the legion level did not cause much noise in Kyoto City!
However, the dead are the dead, and they will not die because no one finds out, the two princes' subordinates, as many as more than 400,000 people died in battle, leaving a bunch of seriously wounded, and the two culprits left early in the darkness before dawn, so they didn't see the next scene.
As soon as their battle came to an end, an army of tens of thousands, all with their faces covered and silent, appeared.
A soldier belonging to the army under the command of the Eighth Prince, who had his arm cut off and half of his body buried in the snow, saw the appearance of these masked men, his pale face was overjoyed, and shouted: "Hey, hey, are you sent by His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince to save us? We are all about to freeze to death, get us out!"
This young soldier, whose eyebrows were full of snow and frost, did not know that his loyal master had left behind their seriously injured burdens and fled, but believed in the so-called "go and rescue soldiers" of the Eighth Prince, so it was natural to regard this masked man's team as reinforcements.
On the other side, some soldiers belonging to the Nine Emperor Princes, hearing the words of the soldiers here, immediately panicked, if the person who came was the people of the Eighth Prince, then wouldn't they, the people of the Nine Emperor Princes, be dead? So their pale faces became more and more pale, and they suddenly remembered their hometown far away from here, remembered their relatives, and remembered their playful appearance as a child...... A qiē a beautiful thing, in a short period of time, as quickly as a movie.
"No, we're not the Eight Princes!" the masked man at the head said something that made the soldier with the severed arm despair. Then he saw the masked man draw his scimitar from his scabbard. The cold light flickered. A large head flew into the air, and then spun and landed on the snow a few meters away, and the blood spurted out of the skull cavity of the soldier with a broken arm, which had already been frozen cold, not much, only about a foot high, and then the headless corpse quickly became cold and stiff.
On the other side, the wounded soldiers who were originally desperate and subordinate to the Nine Emperor Princes were not afraid when they saw the masked man's beautiful scimitar and cruel methods. Instead, he was happy. The other party is not from the Eighth Prince, then it must be from the Nine Princes! In terms of deceiving their subordinates, the two princes are very consistent, and the Nine Emperors also let these seriously injured soldiers wait for rescue on the spot and go to rescue the soldiers themselves.
Seeing that tens of thousands of masked people drew out a scimitar with a flashing cold light and quickly ended the lives of the seriously wounded soldiers of the Eighth Prince's subordinates, the wounded soldiers under the command of the Nine Emperors all shouted, and after the wounded soldiers of the Eighth Emperor Prince died, the wounded soldiers of the Nine Emperors looked at the black-clothed man who was walking towards them with a blood-dripping scimitar, and their faces suddenly showed terrified expressions.
"Who's of you???" A wounded soldier under the command of the Nine Emperor Princes shouted out the question of everyone in their hearts. Then he was cut off by the masked man, and then. It was a repetition of the killing of the scene just now, so the more than 600,000 horses brought by the Eighth and Ninth Emperors this time were all buried in Kyoto City on this snowstorm night.
Soon after, the well-shielded carriages were quickly driven by the coachmen, who were also masked with scimitars, and after they stopped the carriage, they threw the corpses into the carriage together with the previous masked men, and then the carriages galloped out of Kyoto, and their final destination was a deep canyon more than thirty miles outside Kyoto.
Horse-drawn carriages went back and forth between Kyoto City and the canyon, loaded the corpses, transported them, and then threw the corpses down the canyon, gradually, on the road between the two locations, a thick layer of dark brown blood condensed, it was so thick, the pungent smell of blood emitted would make ordinary people want to vomit when they smell it.
In the morning, the sky of Kyoto City is still very dark, so the people of Kyoto City have unanimously postponed the time to get up, and stay warm in the warm family for a while.
Ordinary people in the warm homes did not know that last night, a shocking battle broke out not far from them, but they did not realize that it was really the happiness of the ignorant and the ignorant. In short, before dawn, the masked people finally threw the corpses of more than 600,000 dead soldiers under the command of the Eighth Emperor and the Ninth Emperor into the canyon outside Kyoto, and the shadow of the corpse could be faintly seen from the deep canyon.
The wind howled over the canyon, and a masked man's black clothes were blown open, revealing the golden sun emblem engraved on his armor, which belonged to the Janissaries of the Holy Empire. After the masked man stood for a while, he quickly left, and the blood stains along the way were also wiped away by the masked people, except for the smell of blood in the air, no one knew that more than 600,000 fresh lives had been killed in battle.
Shengri Palace, the imperial study, Ashikaga Dairo sat on a wicker chair with an expressionless face.
"Your Majesty, the task has been completed, and the six of them have gone to the second, and they have all been dealt with!" a masked man reported respectfully as he half-knelt in front of Ashikaga Dairo.
"Well, very good, next, the remaining four will also be solved for me, and the bloodline that does not belong to my Ashikaga family should be destroyed!" Ashikaga Dairo opened his eyes, and his sharp gaze saw that the masked man was slightly dodging, and he didn't dare to look at him.
Ashikaga Dairo rubbed his forehead tiredly, and then sighed and said: "The bloodline that does not belong to me will be destroyed, of course, except for the little wolf, his descendants will also be the bloodline of my Ashikaga family, so, he is a special case!" Ashikaga Dairo seemed to be talking to himself, or more like giving himself a sufficient excuse to make up his mind to let the Ashikaga little wolf take over the Holy Day Empire.
After all, it is an empire, not a sand castle built by children, and if it is not stacked well, it can be torn down and restarted at any time. Ashikaga Dairo must be cautious and every step of the way, carefully calculate the various stakes, eliminate all threats, and lay the best foundation for Ashikaga Wolf Shun to take over power.
March 28, the third day of the return of the heroic spirit of the great prince Ashikaga Kimura.
Ashikaga Dairo sat in the mourning hall all morning to mourn his eldest son, and then slightly mentioned the Eight Princes and the Nine Emperors, two guys who disregarded filial piety, and reprimanded them very fiercely, saying that they didn't even attend the funeral of the imperial brother and left, which was really against the righteousness of filial piety.
When the rest of the princes heard this, the gentleman secretly rejoiced, and then fiercely despised the Eighth Prince and the Ninth Prince, thinking that these two guys must be scared and dare not compete for the crown prince position anymore, what a coward!
However, on the bright side, all the princes are righteous and unanimously criticize the Eighth Prince and the Ninth Prince, anyway, they are not here, they can scold as much as they want, and they can still please Ashikaga Darou, why not say a few more words of saliva without money?
Looking at the princes who were happy and colorful, a meaningful smile appeared on Ashikaga Dairo's face, which was fleeting, except for Lynn, a guy who was always watching and listening to all directions, no one noticed Ashikaga Dairo's strange look.
Ashikaga Dairo's gaze stayed on the Tenth, Eleventh, Twelfth, and Thirteenth Princes for a hundredth of a second longer, and these guys didn't know that the Eighth and Ninth Princes, who were not Ashikaga Dairo's own sons like them, had already died under the avalanche, otherwise, they would not have laughed so happily.
In the afternoon, Ashikaga Daro left as usual to deal with official business, and there were only eleven princes left in the mourning hall and Lynn, Dog Er, etc., this time the princes learned to be obedient, Ashikaga Daro just walked on the front foot, they quickly retreated to the position of the door of the side hall, a look of Ashikaga little wolf as soon as they started to run away, and Lynn was secretly amused, these guys have become frightened birds.
Shaking his head, Lynn pulled up the Ashikaga little wolf who had been kneeling and said, "Little wolf-kun, you have also been kneeling all morning, let's go out and breathe some fresh air! The latter sentence is an order to the two or four dogs, and the two or four of them immediately looked at those princes eagerly, wishing that they would immediately have any changes, and then the two dogs and they could move their muscles and bones, and after staying here for so long, if they don't move again, I'm afraid their muscles and bones will rust.
The princes are not stupid, how can they let the dogs and their vulgar mercenaries beat them? After seeing Lynn and Ashikaga Little Wolf leave, they immediately sat down honestly to the side, looking like I am a good boy on the surface, but I don't know what they are thinking in their hearts, after all, even if they are the god of war, they can't directly obtain other people's thoughts.
Lynn and Ashikaga Little Wolf walked out of the side hall, and saw that there were still six thousand princely guards outside the hall, and next to them, there were more violent bear soldiers, and the violent bear soldiers were all played by the golden warriors, and they were all more than two meters tall, and they looked at the six thousand princely guards who were no more than one meter eight at the highest, and quickly looked at the six thousand princely guards who were only one meter eight, and quickly looked like a group of tigers looking at a group of little white rabbits, and the little white rabbits all showed their faces with palpitations, which shows how painful the beating was......!