Report!

Just when the atmosphere of the carriage gradually became less solemn, a lieutenant hurriedly came to the car,

"Lord Hou, there is news from the city gate, Wu Ju has led people to control the city gate, and there are chasing soldiers rushing here!"

"What? so fast, the chaotic people didn't stand off for a while?"

In the carriage, the two strategists behind him instantly frowned.

They calculated well when they left the Imperial City,

With such a chaotic situation, the King of Youwang wanted to react, how could it be two hours later,

As a result, how long did it take for the Praetorian Guards to leave the city?

"Master Hou, according to the news over there, King You was ruthless and ordered on the spot, saying that all the people who blocked the door would be treated as mobs, and they would be killed! For this reason, thousands of people have already died..... so far the city gate has been opened, and no one dares to block the door......

"How many Praetorian Guards are there out of the city?"

Frightened, the strategist hurriedly asked.

"About 20,000 or so!"

"Hmph! I think I can get this after him? I deceive people too much! Come and prepare for ...... war."

Hearing that Ji Xuan's methods were so direct, Shen Hou's face instantly became extremely ugly, and he was about to go berserk.

The recent plans have been destroyed by the King of Darkness one after another, and it is really aggrieved.

"Master Hou, think twice....that Wu Ju is also an eighth-level martial artist, and there are more than 20,000 Praetorian Guards...."

Seeing that Shen Hou wanted to make a move, the two strategists were shocked and hurriedly dissuaded.

If Shen Hou is really impulsive, then it will not be a matter of going to other places to establish a vassal state, but even his life may stay here.

More than 20,000 Praetorian Guards faced their team, which consisted of only a few hundred people, and the consequences could be imagined.

"Could it be that Ben Hou is afraid that Wu Ju will not succeed? Isn't it just an eighth-level martial artist, Ben Hou is too!"

In his heart, he also knew that now was not the time to be impulsive, but he just couldn't swallow that breath.

"Master Hou, those who know the times are Junjie, our large army is not in the imperial city, taking a step back is nothing, as long as we can establish a country, this time will be found sooner or later!"

The strategist's eyes were full of pleading, he was genuinely worried that Shen Hou would take a desperate gamble.

On weekdays, in order to develop power in secret, all the large armies were stationed in other nameless places, and in the imperial city, only a few partial generals were placed in the Praetorian Guard to secretly compete with Yu Shifu.

As a result, the Praetorian Guards were taken by Wu Ju three times and five divided by two, and Shen Hou's side was completely gone....

"They're light riders, we have a convoy, you think you can run, sooner or later, you have to catch up!"

Shen Hou doesn't know that reason is such a reason,

But the reality is harsh. They were only about ten miles away from the city gates, and it was really easy to be caught up by the army...

"Master Hou, the only way to do this is to abandon all the convoys, ride lightly, and leave the imperial city..."

The two strategists looked ugly, but there was no way,

They even knew that after saying this, Shen Hou would definitely be furious again.

But this seems to be the only way.

What is the concept of 20,000 Praetorian Guards?

The eighth-level martial artist is very strong, but it is far from the point where he can defeat ten thousand with one enemy, and Wu Ju is also an eighth-level martial artist!

World War I scuffle, only one result!

"Abandon all carriages? impossible!"

Sure enough, as soon as the strategist's words fell, Shen Hou immediately shouted with red eyes.

If even these things are lost, won't all the wealth that has been painstakingly managed in the imperial city for many years be left to the Youwang?

These things are the last dignity and bottom line.

.......

Not to mention how to make decisions here,

Fifteen miles west of the Imperial City, Father Yu Shi also let out a furious voice.

Almost exactly like Shen Hou, most of his family property was quietly left in the imperial city.....

But at the moment, a choice had to be made.

"My lord, the overall situation is important, the two sons are waiting to meet us hundreds of miles away from the imperial city, and the second marquis has also mobilized a large army...... As long as King Ling Fuxuan is put on the throne, what are these things?"

The counselors are also persuading.

"Angry old man, King You, my father and you are incompatible!"

In a moment, Father Yushi's eyes were blood-red, and he finally made a decision.

"Come on, give up all the baggage wagons and go into battle lightly......"

He was different from Shen Hou's hesitation, he was very decisive, and when it was time to give up, he endured the heartache and gave up those wealth jewels.

......

This night is destined not to be peaceful, and it is destined to be recorded in the history of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The next day, when the morning sun rose, a large number of convoys of goods were pulled into the city gate by the Imperial City Guards.

There were those of Yu Shi's father, those who waited for him, and the ministers who left with him......

On the city wall, Ji Xuan and Wu Ju stood at the battlement and looked into the distance, looking solemn.

Last night, in the chaos, I killed a lot of courtiers who wanted to leave the city, but the two biggest fish let them run away!

"Your Majesty, today's situation is special, do you want to close the city gate first, and then make plans!"

After being silent for a long time, Wu Ju was the first to speak.

When it was almost dawn, a partial general reported all the battles of last night.

After a night of fighting, their side lost nearly three thousand Janissaries....

Of course, this is nothing, after all, every minister has a lot of good hands around him...

Casualties of this magnitude are already minor.

Of course, this is not the main reason why Wu Ju wants to close the city gates.

Instead, last night, there was not a single minister left in the entire imperial city, and even the little officials ran away.

They were accompanied by tens of thousands of people.

That's not all, this kung fu, and a dense crowd of people gathered at the gate of the city, each carrying something in a large bag and a small bag, looking like they were going to travel far away.

Fortunately, the palace was blocked early, and Zhang Yuan and Wei Zhongxian stopped it in time, so there were no eunuchs and palace maids who escaped.

Otherwise, the Great Zhou Dynasty is estimated to have become an empty city.

"Shut the gates, no!"

Ji Xuan turned around slowly and looked at the gate of the city that was already noisy, the look in his eyes was very complicated, but there was also a hint of determination in it.

"It's yours, even if you don't keep it, he will follow you, it's not yours, even if you try your best to keep it, he will leave you!"

"Today, not only do you not have to close the city gate, but you have to open the city gate widely, and you want to see how many people can be left in this Great Zhou Imperial City in the end!"

After that, Ji Xuan waved his hand and signaled to the captain guarding next to him that the curfew could be lifted!

"Your Majesty...... Then we ........"

Wu Ju sighed, in this way, wouldn't the Great Zhou Imperial City really become an empty city in the end?

"Go back to the palace! Count everything, personnel!"

Ji Xuan turned around and didn't respond.

In his opinion, the matter has come to this point, and if it is not broken or established, it may become a good thing.

"By the way, tell those people that today is different from the past, once you go out of the city, it means that you will lose the nationality of the residents of the Great Zhou Dynasty!

However, just as Ji Xuan was about to walk down the city wall, he turned around and added again.