The sound of tens of thousands of cavalry leaving the Nanhaizi Camp and rumbling toward the southwest through the Marco Polo Bridge was truly shocking!
There are tens of thousands of cavalry, and they are one person and two horses! Just the smoke and dust raised by marching on the official road can be seen from the top of the city of Beijing!
In addition, Zhu Youjian still has several imperial guards who belong to the Jin Yiwei. Although he didn't trust these guards who were mostly from the Xunchen family, he didn't drive them away. He also promoted Li Chengliang's grandson Li Zunzong (son of Li Rusong) to be the head guard. He followed Zhu Youjian to the Nanhaizi camp yesterday, but he didn't know that the young emperor wanted to lead the expedition in person. It wasn't until he heard Zhu Youjian announced that he would send troops to Baishan Mountain that he realized something was wrong. I tried to dissuade him again, but it was already too late.
Tens of thousands of cavalry are roaring out, do you still want to persuade them? Can you persuade me? He had no choice but to ask one of his men to go to Uncle Ning Yuan's Mansion in Beijing to report the news to his brother Li Zunzu, and then he got on his horse and followed Zhu Youjian's army with a group of guards... Don't know what to do? These bodyguards neither wore armor nor carried spears and bows, only a Xiuchundao. When they really go to the battlefield, will they protect Zhu Youjian, or will Zhu Youjian protect them?
And Ning Yuan Bo Li Zunzu followed me on the battlefield, Li Rusong. If I hadn't died unexplained when I was conquering the barbarians, he would probably be a general soldier by now. His family and the Han tribe are old rivals, so of course they know how dangerous this battle is!
Of course, Uncle Ning Yuan also knew that the emperor's servants could fight. His uncle Li Ruzhen was a counselor in the army in front of the tent. How could he not know?
But the problem is that the emperor cannot be allowed to lead the troops! A young emperor is a child. No matter how powerful he is, he is still a newcomer who has never been on the battlefield. What should he do if he is scared to death? On the battlefield, if the coach is frightened and boasts, then no matter how great the advantage is, it will be in vain.
Moreover, there are thousands of iron cavalry in the Han tribe, and they cannot be defeated casually... What if the young emperor becomes the second in the Ying Temple, can Uncle Ning Yuan's house be able to wipe out his own?
Thinking of this, Li Rusong's son was so frightened that he cried. Weeping, he went to the Rong government. When he got there, he discovered that Zhang Weixian, the commander-in-chief of the Beijing camp, was not there. After some inquiring, I found out that Zhang Weixian had gone to the Ministry of Civil Affairs in the morning and had not returned yet!
Li Zunzu had no choice but to go to the Ministry of Personnel. When he arrived, he found that the central hall of the Ministry of Personnel was crowded with high-ranking officials in python robes and black gauze. Everyone shook their heads and sighed. He knew something was wrong at first glance.
"It's not good, it's not good..." Li Zunzu shouted as soon as he entered the door, crying while crying.
It doesn't matter if he cries or yells, but it frightens the officials in the central hall - Li Zunzu's brother Li Zunzong is the head guard!
He was crying like this and still yelling. Could it be that something was wrong with the emperor?
Everyone didn't see the young emperor in Qianqing Palace at noon. They only saw an inexplicable handwriting saying: If you want to fight, then fight!
After leaving the Qianqing Palace, the ministers thought more and more wrongly, so instead of going back to their respective homes, they gathered at the Ministry of Personnel to discuss countermeasures.
But after many discussions, we still couldn't come up with a solution. Just when he was about to find another connection to inquire, Ning Yuanbo Li Zunzu, the brother of the head guard Li Zunzong, came crying!
Everyone looked at him and their hearts sank: What should we do? The emperor has no sons, and he has no brothers... If something goes wrong, who will be the emperor?
"Uncle Ning Yuan," Zhang Weixian hurriedly stepped forward and took Li Zunzu's arm and asked, "Is this Long Live Lord..."
Li Zunzu nodded, with a sad look on his face, "Young Master, you know everything!"
Zhang Weixian lamented, and then started crying: "Long live Lord, why did you just leave like this?"
It didn't matter that he cried. All the civil and military officials in the central hall of the Ministry of Personnel started crying - the emperor was gone! Can you stop crying? Even if my heart is not towards this young emperor, I still have to cry as if my biological father has died.
Li Zunzu was a little confused when he saw this scene. What's going on? Why are they all the same as having dead parents?
Li Zunzu, who saw something was wrong, quickly shouted: "No! Long Live Lord, I'm going to fight in person, and I'm going to fight to the death with Tiger Rabbit Dun Khan who has inserted himself into the Han Dynasty! Long live Lord, I'm going to fight to the death..."
What?
Banzai Ye went to find Hutu Dunhan to fight for his life?
Now everyone was crying, and they all looked at Li Zunzu with their eyes wide open.
Huang Liji, the first assistant academician, quickly rushed to Li Zunzu and asked with a trembling voice: "Ning... Ning Yuanbo, what did you say?"
"Chief Assistant, my brother sent someone to report this afternoon. Long Live Lord has led more than 10,000 cavalry from the front army, starting from the Nanhaizi Camp, claiming to go to Datong Town and fight with all his strength against the Han tribe's Hutu Dunhan who broke through the wall. !”
After hearing this, Huang Liji felt a cramp in his calf, and he sat down on the ground before he could stand firmly. The Minister of War, Wang Zaijin, who was next to him, was calmer than him. He stepped forward and asked: "Uncle Ning Yuan, please say it again..."
"Long live the Lord, he led his troops to Datong and tried his best to find the Han tribe's tiger and rabbit Dunhan!" Li Zunzu said, "Long live the Lord arrived at Nanhaizi yesterday. This morning, more than 10,000 cavalry were anxiously parading at the school grounds. After the military parade, they took these more than 10,000 cavalry with them. The cavalry set off towards the Southwest Zijing Pass. My brother couldn't stop him in time, so he had to send someone to report to me."
Wang Zaijin stamped his feet: "I should have thought of it a long time ago... The emperor behaves similarly to the martial arts temple. He is clearly a long-lived man who wants to be the emperor on horseback!"
"What should we do?" Chief Assistant Huang Liji asked.
Wang Zaijin gritted his teeth: "Of course I went to chase Master Long live back! Master Long Live doesn't even have a son. What if there is any emergency? Will the whole world not be in chaos tomorrow?"
"Can we chase him back?" Huang Liji asked with a trembling voice.
"Do your best and obey fate!" Wang Zaijin said to Zhang Weixian, the commander-in-chief of the Beijing camp, "Commander-in-Chief, it is your duty to send troops to fight... You quickly go and gather thousands of cavalry. If Long live the Lord is really If you don’t want to come back, you can lead the cavalry as the vanguard for Lord Long Live!”
What? Zhang Weixian opened his mouth and couldn't say anything... Aren't the cavalry that can fight here in Beijing City the more than 10,000 cavalry of the Zhangqian Army? They were all taken away by Long Live Lord. Where could I go to find thousands of cavalrymen?
Ning Yuanbo Li Zunzu knew that he was implicated by his deceitful uncle Li Ruzhen, and that Zhu Youjian would definitely be unlucky if something unexpected happened, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and ask for a fight: "Young Lord, there are hundreds of servants in my house. They are all Those who can fight... There are so many noble families in Beijing. If one family can provide fifty cavalry, there will be two to three thousand people. There are still some cavalry in the Beijing camp and Jinyiwei... There can always be five or six thousand at once."
Zhang Weixian stared at Li Zunzu and said in his heart: Are you trying to kill us martial artists from Beijing?
Li Zunzu looked at the ministers around him. They were all staring at him, but he didn't care so much anymore. He took a step forward, leaned into Zhang Weixian's ear, and whispered: "Master, if anything happens, We must have a cavalry on hand!
Moreover, what if the emperor wins? Do we, the martial arts heroes from Beijing, really want to stay out of this matter? "
Zhang Weixian understood it immediately!
At this time, I, the commander-in-chief of the Beijing camp, cannot live without thousands of soldiers who can fight! If the emperor is really gone...these thousands of people are the capital to make decisions! If the emperor wins, he can still pick some fruits with thousands of people, which also shows that the military heroes of Gyeonggi are still of some use. Otherwise, the emperor would have to take advantage of the remaining power of defeating the Han tribe to get some benefits from the nobles of Gyeonggi?
"Yes!" Zhang Weixian immediately nodded heavily, "We, the honorable ministers, have been favored for many generations, and we can't let the emperor take risks!" He handed over to Huang Liji, Wang Zaijin, Sun Chengzong and others, "You guys go and persuade me first. I advise the emperor to go and gather the cavalry, and they will be here soon!"
Huang Liji, Wang Zaijin, Sun Chengzong and others looked at each other and nodded... Now there are only two preparations. It would be better if the emperor can be persuaded to come back. If he cannot be persuaded to come back, then he can only Prepare for the worst!
