Jin Wang Dotes on His Concubine

The general was tall and had a strong face. He looked young, but his temples were slightly gray and his face was covered with frost. His expression was a little bleak, his lips were dry, and his eyes were fixed on the direction of the capital, and he didn't know what he was looking at.

A picture appeared in the general's mind, which was what happened before he left Beijing.

It was late at night, and he was the only one in the huge palace.

He couldn't sleep, and his mind was thinking about many things.

The door was suddenly pushed open, and the outstanding man appeared in front of him.

"... Father wants to send you to guard the mausoleum, so it doesn't matter where you go. You can think seriously about what you will do next. If possible, I hope you can take down the Yanshan Mausoleum Guard. One day I may be able to use it..."

...

"Your Highness, you should also take a break and drink some water."

The general took the water bag, opened it, and poured a sip of water into his mouth to moisten his dry throat.

His voice was a little hoarse: "Don't call me Your Highness, I'm not Your Highness now."

The general didn't speak, and the two of them stared quietly in the direction of the capital. After a long time, the general suddenly stood up, "Let's go, the capital is waiting for us."

Fifth brother, I'm here!

This time, it's time for my younger brother to repay you!

Chapter 197

The anti-rebellion army retreated at the first touch, giving up the Yongding Gate that they had finally snatched.

The soldiers quickly retreated along the Yongding Gate Street, without any regrets. Even if some soldiers were very confused, they followed the military order and left quickly.

"Captain, we finally took down the Yongding Gate. The prince ordered before that we must keep a firm watch on this gate. Why is it now..."

This captain was a hairy-faced man, more than seven feet tall, and he was a famous general at first glance. There were very few cavalry in street fighting, and cavalry could not be used in such a place, so even if he was the leader of this unit, he had to run on foot. He hadn't slept for two days and nights, and his physical strength had long been overdrawn. He ran with heavy breathing and panting.

"Don't ask too much about this matter. His Highness has always anticipated the enemy and must have made some arrangements. Although many of us have not been on the battlefield, the heroic spirit of His Highness leading us to fight the Tatars is still vivid in our minds. Do you question His Highness's decision?"

The soldier who asked the question scratched his head and smiled: "No, I just find it strange. You said that we fought with the rebels for a city gate before, and how many brothers died. Now you give up so easily, I really can't understand it."

"Let you figure it out, you are His Highness! You are still a little soldier here! Don't talk nonsense, brothers, speed up!"

Hearing this, the soldier hurriedly ran back and asked the people behind him to speed up.

And the leading captain smiled bitterly under his full beard.

The people below don't know, but the generals know that the King of Jin has limited troops now. It's a fight of few against many, and the battle is unexpected and strategic. Because there is no one, it's also a suffocating and cowardly to guard the city gate. If the enemy is strong and we are weak, we retreat, and if the enemy is weak and we are strong, we fight back, so we fight back and forth for a city gate, like a child's play.

In fact, to put it bluntly, His Highness doesn't want his men to make fearless sacrifices.

And this evacuation is probably His Highness's move to shrink his troops. He must be planning to use street fighting to consume the enemy's troops in order to delay time.

But do they have reinforcements?

The troops in the important areas of the capital are now gathered in the capital. Those who can come have already come, and those who can't come are the rebels. Can His Highness bring reinforcements from other places? Even if they can, can they catch up in time? Even the nearest Dusiwei is several days away from the capital.

No one could answer all these doubts, and the order issued by the King of Jin was to set up barriers along the way from the stronghold where the King of Jin's mansion was located, and to fight a war in the alleys and alleys with the rebels.

Although the three battalions in Beijing were a majestic and famous army, they had been trapped in the capital for many years and had not experienced the baptism of the battlefield, lacking some iron-blooded spirit. In particular, most of the middle and senior generals in the Beijing camp were children of nobles. You could ask them to hunt and fight dogs, but alley battles were unheard of and unseen.

The King of Jin's men were also a mob, made up of scattered generals.

But as the saying goes, a soldier is a scoundrel, and a general is a scoundrel. The King of Jin was known for his cunning way of marching and setting up battle formations, which meant that he never took the usual way in fighting. The Ningguo Mansion had accumulated for many years, and although it had been silent for a long time, it still had many trusted generals.

The King of Jin returned to Beijing from Jinzhou. Although he seemed to be inconspicuous, the guards and generals he brought back were all the best. People who have experienced the hardships of the battlefield and those who have never seen the battlefield are completely different. Relying on these inconspicuous grassroots generals, the King of Jin dispersed all his troops and hid in the alleys to attack the enemy's troops.

First, he used the terrain to cut and disperse the enemy's large forces, and then defeated them one by one.

Roadblocks, fences, rockets, tung oil, sandbags, all that could be used were used, leaving the soldiers and generals of the five military camps facing them dumbfounded. They never thought that the war could be fought like this. They all relied on the power of numbers to rush forward and crush them to death.

These people are not only cunning, but also sinister. Their slogans are everywhere.

"Give up resistance, and let bygones be bygones! If you try to resist stubbornly, you will be executed without mercy!"

"Defend the country and support the country! Punish the traitors, and God bless Daqian!"

Many ordinary soldiers didn't know what they were doing here. They only knew that there were rebels in the capital and they were here to wipe them out. But now, before they even started fighting, someone told them that they were the rebels and the traitors, and everyone had to panic.

Panic leads to chaos. The most taboo in marching and fighting is chaos. It's okay for one person to be chaotic, but a group of people are chaotic, especially when they are compressed in a narrow alley. Once there is chaos, it is simply a disaster.

Without anyone fighting, countless people were trampled to death. It was not easy to stabilize the formation, but as soon as they raised their heads, the other side attacked.

They were simply crying for their parents and throwing away their armor.

Some people did not forget to preach to them while fighting: "The rebels assassinated the current emperor and killed loyal ministers. Everyone can kill them. You are helping the tyrant. How can you live in the world with dignity? Can you be worthy of the elders of Jiangdong, your parents, wives and children?"

Once the army was in chaos, they lost their will to fight and naturally collapsed.

Of course, there were also those who did not believe these evil words and misled the people. When they were scolded, they refuted them on the battlefield. This rebuttal turned into a quarrel. A group of soldiers put some obstacles and cursed at each other, and greeted the women in each other's families, which was also a great spectacle.

However, this situation still accounted for a minority. After all, the Five Military Camps could become a magnificent army, and it was not for nothing. There were still some elite troops. Most of these people attacked fiercely. With a small number against a large number, the only ones who were beaten back were the people of the King of Jin.

The battle line kept compressing inwards and compressing again and again. Even sitting in the King of Jin's mansion, you could hear the sound of fighting outside.

At this point, no one could remain calm. Even if Erbao asked again, Yaoniang didn't know how to answer.

The highest observatory in the Jinwang Mansion was three stories high. At this time, two people were standing there.

One of them was wearing a thin black armor, a black cape with a red bottom on his shoulders, and one hand behind his back, quietly watching the stalemate in the distance. From here, it was unclear how many people died or which side fell. All you could see was a black cloud swallowing everything in front of it bit by bit.

"Your Highness, can our reinforcements arrive in time?"

The Jinwang didn't speak, his eyes were still cast into the distance.

From a distance, you could vaguely see dust rolling in the distance. The person asking the question looked in the direction, and a little light bloomed in his eyes.

"Here we come!"

The Forbidden City was as quiet as if there was no one in the world.

The palace maids and eunuchs who used to be like ants disappeared overnight. Occasionally, when you saw one, it was in a hurry, as if there was a ghost chasing behind.

Li Dequan sat quietly in the back bedroom of the Qianqing Palace, his back hunched, like a stone statue, and could not move for a long time.

When people get old, their arms and legs are not flexible. Since the death of Emperor Hongjing, Li Dequan seemed to have lost his spirit and aged by dozens of years.

Seeing how pitiful he was, some eunuchs who had served in the Qianqing Palace earlier could not help but scold him in their hearts.

They were all lonely people, who would scold whom? Li Dequan was afraid of death and did a bastard thing, but they were not much better. Those with ambition would not be here now, and they would have filled the corpse pit that night.

The King of Dai showed his true face and Li Dequan was no longer needed, so no one cared about him anymore. As long as he didn't walk around, he could stay wherever he wanted, and Li Dequan's favorite place to stay was the back bedroom, where the body of Emperor Hongjing was still parked.

Because the King of Dai was busy with his great cause, he didn't even have time to embalm his father, and no one dared to move around, so he stayed on the dragon couch. It was hot in July and August, and he couldn't just watch the corpse stink. Anyway, there was no shortage of ice in the palace, so he moved a lot of ice cubes to freeze the corpse.

Occasionally, someone came to take a look. The corpse was lifelike, and the exposed skin was covered with a thin layer of frost. It was not afraid of being left there for a while. So the King of Dai went to fight for his great cause with peace of mind, but he didn't go to the back bedroom anymore. Now, except for Li Dequan and a little eunuch who was responsible for watching him, almost no one would come here.

The palace was so quiet that it seemed as if time had stopped. Little Mozi looked at Li Dequan who seemed to be asleep sitting there from a distance, rubbed the sweat on his arms and left.

He didn't want to stay here any longer. A person who had been dead for many days, an old guy who was about to die, felt eerie before he even walked in.