My Bank Is Connected to Another World

North City Gate.

Tread!

Tread!

A large number of iron hooves rushed out while it was still dark, many of them were holding torches, and Secretary Lu was among them. At this moment, he had only one thought.

——

go north!

Convergence with the Nanqing army.

It was only at noon that he realized that Nanqing had achieved such brilliant results in the north, which meant that as long as he could reconcile with Nanqing, he would win.

Imperial capital?

no problem!

Let the vassal king take it first, anyway, he has inherited the throne.

Unless you die.

otherwise.

Custodians and Guards will not betray.

Now it's nothing more than a little embarrassment, but compared to losing your life, what is embarrassment?

When he joins the Nanqing army, he must teach the feudal lords what it means to have the last laugh. Dayan's position as king is ultimately his own.

Victory is not far away.

. . .

only.

Secret Lu fled, what would the feudal lord watch?

Obviously not.

He has also heard the news that the great northern feudal lord was defeated, and he deeply knows that the way forward is cut off, and only by killing Secretary Lu can the situation be reversed.

Other than that, there is no other way.

In order to prevent him from going north to join forces with the Nanqing army, and then directly surround himself, the vassal kings had already made preparations, and a large number of troops detoured to the north of the imperial capital.

So, Lu Mi went out of the city for dozens of miles.

"kill!"

"Whoever cuts off Lu Mi's head will be rewarded with ten thousand gold, and he will be made a Marquis."

"..."

Although it was dark, it was still possible to see clearly under the blue moonlight.

Seeing the army of vassal kings appearing before and after, Secretary Lu was almost paralyzed.

No!

Can't lose.

"A bunch of rebellious officials and thieves, kill them!"

Roaring in his mouth, his face has long been unable to calm down. Survival is life and death. If you lose, everything will be lost. You may not know how many people the feudal lord has arranged in front.

After a while, seeing that his side was at a disadvantage, Secretary Lu gritted his teeth.

withdraw!

Now, although the imperial capital south is occupied, it is not completely occupied.

Go back first, and then seek a breakthrough.

. . .

Under the blue moonlight, the color of blood filled the air.

the next day.

early morning.

The entire northern part of the Dayan Imperial Capital was like an Asura field. The forces of both sides were fighting fiercely throughout the night, because no one had a way out.

Win or die.

The soldiers were also red-eyed.

Such as the imperial army.

Such as the guard.

I don't even know what surrender is.

Although they were all watching from the sidelines when they seized the throne before, since Secretary Lu ascended the throne, his order is unquestionable, one by one to defend the undead and sprint.

Both sides suffered heavy losses.

Secretary Lu stood on the tallest tower of the northern city wall, his eyes red.

The body trembled.

Never lose.

now.

The staff beside him were already a little apprehensive. Looking at the battle in front of them, their hearts were very complicated. How many people would survive if this stick was over?

Even if Nanqing retreats.

The military strength of the entire Dayan will also be unprecedentedly weak.

. . .

the other end.

"superior!"

"Regardless of the cost, kill Secretary Lu."

"It must be fast, otherwise the Nanqing army will come, and we will all die."

"..."

The vassal kings also had red eyes, and they looked desperate. There was no way, Nanqing's army moved again, advancing in the rear as if urging them to die.

Moreover, I really didn't expect that the Northern feudal lord would be so ungrateful.

He was defeated by Nan Qing in minutes, and was chased away like a bereaved dog.

There is no way out.

Only desperately.

Winning or losing will be decided soon, and each of them will not be able to sleep.

"This group of trash, why can't they stop the Nanqing army."

"Damn it, put us in a situation where there's no way out."

"..."

He cursed at the incompetence of the northern feudal lord, even though his own subordinates were the same, but obviously, it was better to blame others for their mistakes than to carry the blame on themselves.

At the same time, he urged his subordinates to continue to rush upwards.

. . .

also.

People in Baicheng and Qianzhai are also continuing to pay attention to this final battle that will determine the fate of Dayan.

Is the feudal lord winning? Or will Secret Lu win?

Neither side dared to draw conclusions early, lest they be slapped in the face again.

but.

No matter who wins, there is always a winner who "guarantees harvest during drought and flood".

——

Nanqing!

Qizhou is already in the bag.

Now it still occupies most of Dayan's land, and if he wants to ask for more property, Dayan dare not refuse to give it, otherwise, Nanqing may go to get it himself.

Despite the pressure from Baicheng and Qianzhai, they dare not make any plans to extend other territories.

But after looting, Baicheng and Qianzhai will not directly tear their faces because of this.

Real name envy!

After this battle.

The land area of ​​Nanqing has increased again, and Qizhou has been obtained. It is one of Dayan's granaries, the largest estuary, a large population, and a good geographical location.

Since then, Dayan has been almost reduced to a landlocked country.

As for the northern coast?

Too biased!

too cold!

The value of the estuary there is not great, and it cannot be called Shanghai trade at all, and the port is still frozen in winter.

Blame the rear staff.

snort!

What breaks analytical power.

The attitudes of Baicheng and Qianzhai have been swaying from side to side since the beginning of the situation, causing the entire Dayan civil strife to be spectators from the beginning to the end.

Onlookers all the way.

Hesitant to move forward.

Jump repeatedly.

at last.

He really became a spectator, and he didn't get anything.

If Nan Qing had the courage to bet on one at the beginning, it would be another scene.

What?

Wrong bet?

Ah!

It is possible, and it is not small, but Nan Qing must make sure that the bet is correct?

No, as long as you participate, you will be eligible to distribute the cakes, just like before, perhaps Nan Qing may not know that the second prince will become the new king of Dayan.

But due to its involvement in this war, it has become an existence that cannot be ignored.

Based on this, all parties have to pay attention to it and are willing to take out chips to win over.

It can be said.

It doesn't matter who to bet on, the important thing is to intervene, first to have a bargaining chip, and Nanqing has been invincible from the very beginning, thinking of this, how can I not be envious.

Heaven!

With such a good opportunity, Baicheng and Qianzhai only saw loneliness.

You said, are those counselors plotting shit? What are you doing? It's still cold.

Just think about it and get angry.

What kind of wisdom is close to a demon, what kind of unparalleled strategy, bullshit, those who play with their brains, have all played with dogs, and the whole stroke is useless at all.

. . .

Time passed, and soon, when another dawn came again.

The battle had come to an end. Secretary Lu was surrounded by the army, surrounded by corpses, but he did not kill them. Many soldiers secretly cried out that it was a pity that the chance of becoming a marquis was gone.

"Ha ha!"

"Dead, let's all die!"

"My emperor."

"Secret Lu."

"The thirteenth monarch of Dayan, you will never be humiliated. Don't be too happy, you will come to accompany me soon." Secretary Lu laughed miserably, and killed himself in front of the vassal.

He became the shortest-lived emperor of the Dayan Empire.

not far out.

The Nanqing envoy stood upright.

Before dying.

Secretary Lu called him over and gave him an imperial edict.

"What's written on it?" the vassal king asked Nan Yu's envoy, he was finally relieved to see Lu Mi's death. Fortunately, it was their vassal king's side who won in the end.

Since then, the whole situation has been reversed, and the world will be theirs after all.

Read the contents of the edict.

The envoy smiled and threw it directly to a vassal.

With doubts, I opened it and saw that my face was green.

"Let me see." Several people leaned over.

"..."

After glancing at it, his eyes widened immediately, followed by anger.

"Damn it."

"Secret Lu dares to do that."

"..."

The content of the edict is very simple. I am willing to add the land of the two states in exchange for the lives of the imperial capital and vassals. As for the future king of Dayan, he can directly inherit it in line.

In short, I want to pull the vassal king to die together.

Tear!

The edict was torn into pieces.

"Messenger, don't be fooled by this traitor who usurped the throne. Now that Secretary Lu is dead, I hope that Nanqing will immediately withdraw his troops and give up the Dayan city that he took over."

"The land of Qizhou is promised by Secretary Lu, but we also accept it."

"how?"

A group of vassal kings looked at the Nanqing envoy and thought there would be no problem.

Which material.

The Nanqing envoy smiled.

"It's not that good. I think His Highness Secretary Lu is more generous."

As soon as these words came out, everyone present felt cold behind their backs.

"What does Nanqing mean?"

Nanqing envoy: "Military expenses, aren't you ready to pay?"

"..."

"good!"

The feudal kings gritted their teeth and agreed, 10 million taels of gold and 10 million taels of silver, on the condition that Nanqing would not plunder the cities and big households along the way and leave the country peacefully.

"readily!"

"But there is one more thing. Although you won, you are not the orthodox emperor of Dayan. Therefore, I hope that the legal imperial edict of Dayan will be issued as soon as possible."

"If the son of your feudal lord becomes the emperor, then... I'm sorry."

In short: Hurry up and find an emperor, and he must be legal.

If one of the vassal kings becomes the emperor, it does not conform to the saying of "Kuang Fu Sheji", but a traitor.

Now, whether Nan Yu is deeply involved or not depends entirely on his mood.

"OK!"

This is not a problem. I originally planned to support a puppet emperor, but now I am just turning the idea into reality.

For the present plan, the most important thing is to send Nanqing away.

The whole of Dayan is now taken over by Nanqing, which is too large, and every time I think of it, my heart trembles.

Thanks to the deterrence of Baicheng and Qianzhai, otherwise, the feudal lords would really have to kneel and beg him for a way out, and immediately began to look for a candidate for the new emperor.

A prince died.

The second prince just died.

The third and fourth princes also died not long ago.

As for the fifth prince, he is now in the east and detained by the Duhu Mansion. Let him be dead. An ambitious prince is not in the interests of the feudal lords.

The sixth prince, unlucky ghost, the heir designated by the late emperor, left with the late emperor that day.

The seventh prince died young.

The eighth prince, because he killed the sixth prince, also went to heaven together that day.

finally.

The Ninth Prince came into everyone's sight.

In line of succession, it happened to be him.

In fact, the original plan to support the Ninth Prince was mainly because there was no complicated background. The emperor, sometimes, would indeed let him go for a while.

One night with the court lady, the Ninth Prince was born.

All along, the sense of presence has been very weak.

There is no ministerial support.

No family support.

Like a little transparent, living in the royal courtyard.

Such a person is best controlled.

"That's him!"

The vassal kings collectively voted to pass it. When they thought that one day they could decide who would be the emperor, they were in a bad mood. Everything was back under control.

. . .

the other end.

Royal Courtyard, in a small courtyard.

The twenty-one-year-old Ninth Prince was chopping firewood.

That's right.

firewood.

Although he is a prince, he really doesn't have much status, especially in these days when the imperial capital is in turmoil, the killings outside are crazy, and several princes have died.

ranked ahead of him.

only.

From the beginning, he didn't have much to worry about.

"A group of chess pieces."

Seeing the vassal king coming, the Ninth Prince was submissive on the surface, but he smiled in his heart. The throne, as the Lord said, finally fell on him.

Dormant for so long, has been a little transparent.

today.

He soared into the sky and became a great treasure.

certainly.

No matter how high you fly, you can't escape the palm of the master.

Next, the whole of Dayan will be in the Lord's pocket. As for those vassal kings and royal families? Heh, wait, the cleanup will start soon.

relative?

Ah!

Who is related to those ruthless guys.

The royal is ruthless.

It has existed since ancient times.

He remembered very clearly how his mother died ten years ago.

Some grudges should be reported.

Moreover, who said that the blood of the royal family flows in his blood?