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Chapter 73 Cao Zhengchun, immediately sent the elite of Dongchang to the four northwest prefectures

The Hall of Nourishing Heart.

Zhou Chen looked at the Shenwu Guard who held the "Eight Hundred Miles Urgent Letter" high until his death, and felt indescribable admiration in his heart.

Such a loyal man must be buried with dignity.

The pension for his death must also be doubled.

But right now, these are not things Zhou Chen should consider.

What Zhou Chen wants to know most now is what changes have happened in the four northwest prefectures?

Grand Master Wen Zhong led 30,000 divine military guards to quell the civil uprising. Why was the entire army annihilated?

How could Grand Master Wen Zhong die in Xi'an Mansion?

After hearing Zhou Chen's words, Cao Zhengchun immediately took the letter that was stained red with blood from the hands of the Shenwu Guard and quickly delivered it to Zhou Chen's hands.

Then, Cao Zhengchun asked two house guards to carry out the dead factory guard below.

After Zhou Chen took the blood-stained letter from Cao Zhengchun's hand, he hurriedly tore it open and read it.

Unfortunately, the letter was stained with an unknown amount of blood, and all the writing on it was obscured by the dried blood and could not be read clearly.

In the entire letter, only a few words can be read clearly.

However, this was of no use to Zhou Chen.

"Damn."

"What happened in the four northwest prefectures?"

"Why were all the thirty thousand divine warriors wiped out?"

"Why did the Grand Master die in Xi'an Mansion?"

Zhou Chen fiercely photographed the unclear letter on Long's case, his face extremely gloomy.

Originally, Zhou Chen wanted to understand what happened in the four northwest prefectures from these eight hundred miles of urgent letters.

But who would have thought that these eight hundred miles of urgent letters had already been stained with blood and could no longer be read clearly.

Zhou Chen had a gloomy face and walked back and forth in front of the Long Case.

Cao Zhengchun next to him lowered his head, not daring to make the slightest move.

Everyone could see at this time that Zhou Chen was on the verge of gloom.

If you dare to make any movement, wouldn't you hit the muzzle of the gun yourself?

After Zhou Chen walked back and forth for a few steps, he raised his head and looked at Cao Zhengchun; "Cao Zhengchun, immediately send the elites of the East Factory to the four prefectures in the northwest."

"I want to know what happened in the four northwest prefectures?"

"Why were all the thirty thousand divine warriors wiped out?"

"How did the Grand Master die in Xi'an Mansion?"

"I need to know all this."

Zhou Chen looked at Cao Zhengchun with a serious face and said.

Although Zhou Chen was very reluctant to believe that all of this was true.

But the eight hundred miles of expediting has already explained all this. The 30,000 Shenwu Guards were really wiped out, and the Grand Master really died in Xi'an Mansion.

It's no wonder Zhou Chen doesn't believe this.

After Cao Zhengchun heard Zhou Chen's words, his face became solemn, and he immediately bowed and said, "I obey the order."

"besides."

"Immediately notify Fang Xuanling, Lu Bu, Wei Wuhou, the Eight Sage Kings, and the Minister of War to come to the palace to see me."

Zhou Chen said to Cao Zhengchun again.

As the saying goes, one person is short-term and two people are long-term.

The only ones Zhou Chen can use now and dare to use are these five people.

The entire army of 30,000 divine warriors was annihilated, and the Grand Master, a veteran of the three dynasties, died in battle.

For such a big matter, Zhou Chen had to invite these ministers to discuss it.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Cao Zhengchun nodded and immediately left the Yangxin Hall.

After Cao Zhengchun left, Zhou Chen continued to walk back and forth, feeling very agitated.

The joyful mood that had just been cleared away from the secret power of Xiaoyao Wang Zhou Qian had long since disappeared.

What replaced it was a heart full of gloom.

"No wonder I've been feeling restless these past few days. It turns out something bad really happened."

"It's still such a big deal."

Zhou Chen's eyes flickered, he walked back and forth a few times, and sat on the dragon chair again.

Zhou Chen had always felt a little restless recently, thinking it was caused by looking through the backlog of memorials.

Now it seems that it is probably because of the annihilation of the 30,000 divine warriors and the death of the grand master in battle.

…

Half an hour later.

Fang Xuanling, Lu Bu, Wei Wuhou, Baxian Wang, and the Minister of War came together.

Each of their faces had a solemn look of confusion.

They all already knew about the news of the "Eight Hundred Miles Expedited" coming to the palace.

As soon as the eight hundred miles urgent news came into the palace, Zhou Chen immediately summoned them into the palace.

Obviously something big happened.

After Fang Xuanling and the other five people walked into the Yangxin Hall, they felt something was wrong in the atmosphere.

When they saw Zhou Chen's gloomy face on the dragon chair, their hearts trembled even more.

It seems that this matter is not as big as usual!

Otherwise, the man on the dragon throne wouldn't have a gloomy face.

Fang Xuanling and the other five people were thinking secretly, but they did not forget the etiquette.

"I have met the Emperor." Fang Xuanling and the others bowed respectfully to Zhou Chen.

They were speculating in their minds as to what big event had happened that could actually make the man on the throne look so gloomy.

"No need to be polite."

"I think you all already know about the eight-hundred-mile rush just now."

"This is coming from the four prefectures in the northwest."

Zhou Chen glanced at Fang Xuanling, the Minister of War and the other five people and said.

When Fang Xuanling and the other five heard this, there was not much surprise on their faces.

There was a severe drought in the four northern states and civil unrest in the four northwest prefectures. The five of them all knew about these things.

In the opinion of the five of them, the reason for using 800 miles to rush at this time must be related to the matters in the four northern continents and the four northwest prefectures.

Sure enough, it was as expected.

The Minister of War frowned, stood up and said, "Your Majesty, is it the Grand Master who is having trouble quelling the chaos?"

"Or is it that the first batch of disaster relief money brought by the Grand Master is not enough?"

"If the disaster relief funds are insufficient, now that the Ministry of Accounts is full, we can immediately allocate another five million taels to the four northwest prefectures to provide disaster relief and rescue people."

In the opinion of the Minister of War, if Grand Master Wen Zhong personally went to quell the civil uprising in the four northwest prefectures, there would be no major problems.

The biggest problem is that we don’t have enough disaster relief money.

Now that the Treasury's treasury is full, this is not a big problem at all.

Zhou Chen glanced at the Secretary of the Ministry of War, took a deep breath and said, "The Grand Master will take 30,000 divine military guards to the four northwest prefectures to quell civil unrest and provide disaster relief and save lives."

"As a result, the entire army of 30,000 divine warriors was wiped out."

"The Grand Master also died in Xi'an Mansion."

Zhou Chen tried his best to calm his tone and said slowly.

But the deepness in his voice still revealed the unrest in Zhou Chen's heart.

What?

The Grand Master died in Xi'an Mansion?

The entire army of 30,000 divine warriors was wiped out?

Zhou Chen's words were like a thunderbolt, causing the expressions of Fang Xuanling and the other five people to change.

They originally thought that something that could be expedited by eight hundred miles was a big deal, but they didn't expect it to be such a bolt from the blue.

The 30,000 divine military guards sent to the four prefectures in the northwest to quell the civil uprising were all wiped out, and even the Grand Master, a veteran of the three dynasties, was killed in the battle.

How can this be?

Especially the three ministers of the Ministry of War, the Eight Sage Kings and the Weiwu Marquis, they all served as ministers in the same dynasty as Grand Master Wen Zhong.

They knew Taishi Wen Zhong's ability.

Let alone taking 30,000 divine warriors to go to the four prefectures in the northwest to quell the mob that had just laid down their farm tools, even if they took 30,000 divine warriors to fight the aliens outside the pass, it was impossible to annihilate the entire army.

Not to mention that the Grand Master himself died in the battle.

This is simply impossible.

The Minister of War, the Eight Sages, and the Marquis Weiwu all looked disbelieving.

Unfortunately, no matter whether they believe it or not, they can never change the final result.

The eight-hundred-mile expedited journey is no joke, and no one dares to joke about such a thing.

(End of chapter)