Chapter 100: Let's go

The day the army opened.

Ibaraki cobbled together an army of 70,000 troops, and the ranks were so vast that there was no edge in sight.

Countless citizens were on the side of the road, bidding farewell to their loved ones with tears in their eyes, and they knew in their hearts that it was very likely that they would receive death notices from their loved ones in the near future.

And if the rebels fail, they will all become "rebel" dependents and be nailed to the frame of shame.

But they still didn't hesitate.

There is no way to live, so why not fight to the death, not to mention the enticing prospect in the pamphlet.

If that kind of world can come, it will be worth sacrificing for it!

The appearance of the army is not neat.

These armies, composed of workers, quacks, and small citizens, lacked adequate training, military uniforms, weapons and ordnance, half of them were equipped with swords, guns, swords, halberds, and the other half were equipped with flintlock muskets, and only about 2,000 people were equipped with expensive magic crystal rifles, as well as small self-propelled magic crystal cannons, rotary crystal rapid-fire guns, etc.

And these 2,000 people were organized together with another 1,000 good Jianghu people, walking on the flank of the team.

Wan Daozhong personally sent the army out of the city and watched the army go away.

Then, with the master of the two hundred Jianghu people who followed him, he came to a manor outside the city.

These people in the rivers and lakes are at least the cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Open Pulse, and there are only a few people, including Xiang Yong's team, whose cultivation is lower than that of the Great Perfection of the Open Pulse.

And there are more than 100 masters of the foundation building realm.

It's a pity that there is no Tempering Realm Grandmaster.

The number of grandmasters on the rivers and lakes is limited, and it is understandable that there are less than ten fingers of those who are old and decrepit and have retired, and they are still active, and most of them have families and businesses, and they are not willing to participate in such things.

When they arrived at the manor, only Qu Da was left by his side as the personal guards in the Ten Thousand Daos, and the rest were all scattered in all directions, faintly surrounding more than two hundred masters.

Everyone turned their heads to each other, not knowing the intention of the ten thousand ways.

"Everyone!" the voice infused with true yuan in the Ten Thousand Dao echoed in everyone's ears, and the majestic eyes swept across the audience, and the manor immediately fell silent.

"I have gathered you here because you are all very strong, and you have all told me that you are willing to die for our cause. ”

"Now, it's time for you to keep your promises. Now, I invite you to die!"

"We're going to raid the barracks of the Imperial 19th Army and assassinate high-ranking officers of the 19th Army, including Commander Khotan. 3,000 elites will cover behind us and strive to destroy the 19th Army in one fell swoop. If this happens, the rebel army will leap into the dragon gate, and there will be a different world from then on. If it doesn't work, then it will naturally be everyone's defeat and death, and death will be laughed at by the world. ”

Those masters immediately talked about it.

"What? The 19th Army, aren't we going to fight the imperial capital?"

"Just our people going to raid the barracks? Aren't we looking for death! The 19th Army is the first echelon of the empire's strong army!"

"Wan Daxia, we are here to follow you to do great things, not to send you to death!"

Xiang Yong paid attention to it, in fact, there were a few people who said these words, and although most of them expressed surprise, they did not flinch, but their eyes were excited, and their blood was surging.

"Someone!" Wan Daozhong said lightly, "Take down those who are unwilling to attack the 19th Army!"

The personal guards jumped into the room.

There was another commotion in the crowd.

Wan Daozhong said: "This trip must be foolproof, and no secrets can be leaked, otherwise everyone will be doomed! If you don't want to go, please cooperate obediently, stay in this manor for a few days, and let you go when we have a big deal." If you don't want to cooperate, don't blame me for someone who sees you as a spy of the government and is ruthless!"

Several people hesitated for a while, but did not resist.

Of course, there were also those who resisted, and they were all quickly subdued and controlled by the personal guards of Wandao.

Xiang Yong also made a move, and he restrained the two of them in an instant, and both of them looked incredible, and they couldn't believe that they were quickly defeated by people who cultivated lower than themselves.

The commotion was quickly quelled.

Wan Daozhong said a few more reassuring words, controlled the situation, and then reorganized the personnel according to the prior plan and assigned tasks.

After being busy for a long time, finally everything was in order, more than a dozen public steam locomotives stopped at the gate of the manor, and these Jianghu masters got on the cars one after another according to the formation and went to the garrison of the 19th Group Army.

The other 3,000 elites also quietly left the main army at this time, and together with their equipment, they were carried by hundreds of public steam locomotives that had been secretly assembled, and drove to the same destination.

All public steam locomotives in Ibaraki and Van Castle were evacuated for this operation.

With such a large-scale march, it is impossible to completely hide from the Empire, and now it is just a matter of time difference, lightning assault, and the results before the Empire can react.

In Xiang Yong's team, he originally wanted Ye Liuli and Fan Xiaoyue to be left behind, but their cultivation was too poor, and the danger factor on the battlefield was too high.

But none of them were willing.

Fan Xiaoyue said: "Although this operation is dangerous, I am not willing to miss the opportunity to become stronger. I suspect that if I don't follow you, I won't get the rewards for the side quests. After all, the Lord God is not a philanthropist. ”

Ye Liuli didn't say a word, just stubbornly lowered her head.

Xiang Yong had to say, "Then you have to follow me on the battlefield." ”

Xiang Yong asked the team members to set off with the large army, but he himself told Wan Daozhong that he would go back to his residence to deal with some things.

Wan Daozhong didn't ask him what he wanted to deal with, and let him go directly, leaving a steam locomotive waiting for him.

Xiang Yongfei ran back to the small courtyard, did not knock on the door, broke directly into the door, and broke into Li Xiumei's room.

Li Xiumei had a primitive telegraph in front of her, sending code.

Wen Sheng didn't look up, but smiled: "You finally can't help it, you want to be beastly?"

Xiang Yong walked up to her and looked down.

The paper was written with what she sent.

Everything is normal, Luo Xin'er's whereabouts have not been found, the main force of the rebel army is heading towards the imperial capital, and the partial division seems to be preparing to bypass Tiger Mound City from the side, Yunyun.

Xiang Yong smiled: "Do you know what we're going to do now?"

Li Xiumei's tone was light: "I don't know, and I don't want to know." ”

Xiang Yong looked at her calm pretty face: "You really don't look like a smart person. ”

"I've never been smart. ”

After being silent for a long time, Xiang Yongcai spoke: "There is no future for following the rebel army. The odds of success are less than 1 in 100. ”

Li Xiumei smiled: "There are some things that someone has to do." Someone has to shed some blood. Otherwise, that beautiful new world will never come. ”

Xiang Yong said: "We are now going to attack the barracks of the 19th Army. Do you want to go with you?"

Li Xiumei nodded: "Okay, let's go together." ”

She got up calmly, went to the wall and took out her cutlass, pulled out a small short-barreled musket from under the mattress, and when she went out, she remembered something, turned back and smashed the telegraph to pieces in three or two blows, and then said calmly: "Let's go, let's go and make a big fuss." ”