There is less than a month left until the Spring Festival.

At this time, an army was coming in the direction of the capital.

There were about a thousand soldiers, all in black armor, with a long tassel in their hands and a large sword that had not been drawn.

Each of them had a tall steed under him, and one was stunned to watch.

In the Great Qian Empire, this number of iron horsemen is rare.

They held a large flag with a large "An" written in gold lettering.

Civilians all the way to the south were wondering where these people had come from.

I don't know if there is a general with the word "An" in Daqian who wants to enter Beijing to rescue the driver, this army seems to be elite, but in fact there are very few. ”

"Judging from their faces and physiques, their skin is dark, their cheeks are bumpy, and they are not tall, could it be the Wang Jun of Lingnan?"

"I have heard that this army has a total of 300,000 troops, and each of them rides two horses, each of them is tall and strong, and it is said that they can feed on the hearts of men."

A young man who looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a black and golden robe and a purple crown on his head, was riding his horse, and reported to Wang Chong as he went.

"Returning to Your Highness, I found out that just a month ago, the Mongols and a general on the border united, and there were traitors inside, and sent 500,000 iron horsemen to break through the defenses of the border, and to destroy the withering and decaying momentum, and broke through several cities in a row."

The spy arched his hand and said in a deep voice.

"With the defense capability of the capital, it may not be able to hold it, if the Qinwang army can't catch up, those Mongols are only afraid that they will take risks, even if they die together, they will capture the capital, and those civilians who go all the way north are their refugees."

A scout reported the information from the front to Li Su as it was.

"Order everyone, remove the necessary weapons, hand over all the supplies to those refugees, and push forward with all your might!"

Li Su thought for a while, waved the war horse in his hand, and took the lead in walking forward.

At the sound of an order, an army of more than 1,000 people immediately handed over all the supplies to the civilians along the way, and then galloped away in the direction of the capital.

The refugees wept gratefully and bowed before the army.

"I don't know what your name is, let's see who you are!"

An old man crouched on the side of the road and arched his hand at a group of soldiers.

"We are subordinates of Li Su, the king of Daqian'an, and our prince is ahead!" With that, the soldiers quickly chased after them, and a cloud of smoke and dust rose behind them.

"King Li Su, what's going on?" Li Su, do you know? "Why does it sound familiar?" The old man muttered.

"That's right! It turned out to be the sixth prince, Li Su! More than three years ago, he was canonized as King An by the emperor and sent to Lingnan! ”

At this moment, a burly man, standing next to Lao Suo, spoke.

"It turned out to be Li Su, the sixth prince? He's a notoriously playboy who slaps a dog twice in brothels, casinos, brawls, bird walks, and even a dog! ”

Another burly man said.

"Wouldn't it? It is rumored that the sixth prince Li Su is a waste, he doesn't understand anything, he is a complete waste, how did the people under him do this? Such an army is not something that can be cultivated by a playboy. ”

Among them, there are also many well-informed people.

"King An, no matter what he did before, we owe him a favor.

"It's just that the Mongols are chasing and fighting fiercely, and there are a lot of them, and the prince is afraid that he will suffer a big loss on this trip."

Everyone sighed.

"The six princes used to settle accounts with the children of powerful people in the capital, and never settled accounts with us ordinary people, which is a pity."

A man dressed as a stall owner said.

Li Suzheng led the army, galloping all the way, galloping, galloping in the direction of the capital.

More than three years ago, Li Su was canonized as King An by the Emperor of Qiantianshan and divided the Lingnan Mansion, but he stayed in his territory and never returned.

Although Daqian has the law of the country, and the kings cannot enter Beijing without a holy decree, this Li Su is not a person who will abide by the law of the country.

They can't enter Beijing just because the road to Beijing has been cut off.

Three years ago, the day after Li Su arrived in Lingnan Prefecture with his army as King An, an earthquake occurred that was rare in a century.

Lingnan is mountainous, there is a saying that Shu Road is not good, this Lingnan Prefecture is not as simple as the general Shu Road.

The earth dragon turned over, completely blocking the road to the states.

It's not impossible to get out of here, but it's absolutely impossible to climb over the mountains.

Li Su is a carefree person, he originally planned to expand the territory, but the earth dragon blocked the road, and His Majesty didn't want to find someone to disturb him, so he didn't care too much.

After all, the roads of the counties of Daqian were blocked, but the southern countries could obtain more resources through maritime trade.

Li Su didn't know that at that time, as soon as he arrived in Lingnan, the imperial court got the news that the earthquake occurred once in a century, and all the officials wrote a book, accusing Li Su of being ignorant, doing a lot of evil, and being arrogant and lascivious, which was a warning from God to him.

Emperor Qian had no choice but to issue an edict to admonish Li Su and tell him to be honest, so as not to be thundered by the sky.

It's just that Li Su can't leave his fiefdom, so the person who preaches the edict can't enter his fiefdom either.

And this edict was sent to the capital by the edict official, and he stayed in Shangshu Province, waiting for the edict.

Emperor Qiandi believed that as long as the two sides dug the passage at the same time, it would be opened within a year and a half.

When the road to Lingnan is repaired, they will bring these things over. But Li Su had no intention of turning back, which made him wait for three years.

More than three months ago, Emperor Qian got the news that he had opened the ancient road of Lingnan Mansion and asked Li Su to go out in person.

Although Li Su is a waste, he was sent to the remote place of Lingnan Mansion by himself, but he is also a waste.

But the royal family is related by blood after all, thinking that he has not seen each other for three years, Emperor Qiandi sent a word of grace, asking the princes to take the opportunity of the Spring Festival to enter Beijing, and by the way, to see their children who have not seen each other for many years.

But it happened so quickly that no one expected that the Mongols would actually buy the garrison and kill them directly in the capital.

For him, who has always been guided by the emperors of all ages, this is undoubtedly a great humiliation.

Last year, due to the drought in the north, Emperor Qian, in consideration of the safety of the people, exempted several counties from taxes, and also reduced some military salaries and some soldiers.

No one expected that this battle almost caused a catastrophe, and the armies of various cities along the way could not resist the Mongol soldiers, and the Mongol soldiers broke through the city walls.

The courtiers and His Majesty the Emperor immediately adopted the policy of holding on to the city, and even sent dozens of troops to various places to issue orders for help to His Majesty the Emperor.

But when he thought that the Mongols were sacking the surrounding villages and towns, coupled with the 300,000 troops, Emperor Qiandi and other old ministers in the court were all shocked.

Just then, a soldier rushed in.

"Your Majesty! Lord Zhao led a forbidden army of nearly 3,000 people and wanted to break into the Mongolian army from the side, but he was attacked by the Mongolian army before and after, and has now fallen into a bitter struggle! ”