Feeling the heavy pressure on his shoulders, Fang Qifo sniffed hard.
"Don't worry, big brother, it's up to the little brother."
Seeing that Fang Qifu also led his troops to leave, Fang La turned his head and looked at the warships moored on the dock at the moment.
At this moment, I just hope that General Yao Ping, Zhong Yao and the elite Western Army under his command will have a safe journey, so that they can give the Japanese people a big surprise.
Especially when I think back to that day outside Suzhou City, I was testing the kind of kerosene bomb developed by Zhuangyuan Gong, its burning power was so strong and so long-lasting that it hurt my balls.
There is also the strong flame that sticks to the trunk, continues to burn as it flows down the trunk, and even water cannot extinguish it.
Fang La really wanted to follow Yao Pingzhong's team secretly, so as to enjoy the spectacular scene of burning Ping An Jing. I believe that the entire night sky will become extremely bright.
Fortunately, God was kind and it was a full moon night. Under the clear sky, the moonlight was like silver flakes scattered on the ground.
Under the leadership of those guides, more than a hundred elite Western Army soldiers and more than 300 war horses marched silently and quietly along the road.
Yao Pingzhong led more than ten riders and two guides to march at the front of the team.
Along the way, we only met a few farmers traveling at night. They were scolded by the Fujiwara guides and were so frightened that they rolled and fled away into the distance.
He was afraid that if he bumped into a noble man, he would be chopped to death with a knife. After all, such a thing had never happened in the Japanese country.
The journey was finally uneventful. It only took less than two hours. Yao Pingzhong and his party walked along the west side of the Gyeonggi Plain, passed the Imperial Mausoleum of the Japanese Empire, and then walked a few miles further before crossing the pontoon bridge on the Yodogawa River. .
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After walking for several more miles, they finally came to the last resting point of their trip: the ruins of a temple.
The ruins of this temple, named Guanglong Temple, were built by Qin Chuansheng of the Tang Dynasty for Prince Shotoku of Japan. It was destroyed by a fire a few years ago and has not yet been rebuilt.
Yao Pingzhong stood on the high ground of the ruins of the temple and looked towards the east. Sure enough, he saw Ping'an Jing, which still had lights on.
From here, it is already less than ten miles away. It can be reached with the pace of the iron cavalry of the Western Army of the Song Dynasty, which is the time of Zhu Xiang.
"General, when are we going to kill him?"
The soldier beside him, Yao Laoliu, came closer and asked impatiently.
"There's no rush, we'll set off at Youshi. It's only the end of Haishi now, and Ping An Jing is still ablaze with lights.
Wait a moment, just in time for the brothers to have a good rest. Come over here, and let's take a closer look. "
He came to a house whose roof was half broken and lit a torch.
Yao Pingzhong spread out the Kyoto floor plan given to him by Gao Zhang.
Several guides on the side also squatted here and began to explain to Yao Pingzhong the general locations of the residences of the Japanese dignitaries.
Many dignitaries of the Japanese country lived on the left and right sides of the Heiankyo Palace, near the roads from Ichigo, Tsuchimomon, Nakagomon to Nijo.
It completely imitates the specifications and living pattern of Chang'an City in the Tang Dynasty. The closer you are to the palace, the more powerful you are.
Yao Pingzhong stroked his thick beard, and by the light of the torch, he began to assign tasks to his subordinates.
Following his finger, he poked hard at the map, and his eyes seemed to be ignited by the light of the torch.
"Ten people in teams, two in teams. Remember, drive fast all the way and don't stop. Use all the kerosene bombs you carry for me. Who the hell dares to leave even one person on the way back?" If there are too many, then there will be no merit."
"Yao Laoliu, Yao Laoer, you two each lead a team and go to Qitiao Street and burn the east and west capitals of Ping'an Capital for me."
"As you command!"
"You are responsible for three streets, you are responsible for four streets, and you, you, one of you is responsible for the east side of the palace, and the other is responsible for the west side of the palace..."
"As you command!"
"As you command!"
"General, why did we only burn Ping An Jing, why not burn their palace directly?"
One of his subordinates was very unwilling to do so. He always felt jealous that no one was there to burn the palace.
"Don't move on the palace yet. Don't forget that there are no walls in Heianjing, only the palace has them."
Having said this, Yao Pingzhong poked his fingers at the residences of the Japanese dignitaries around the palace, and smiled sadly.
"When the dignitaries of the Japanese country discovered that there were fires everywhere in Heianjing."
"Will they think about escaping into the wilderness, or will they focus on the palace that can be protected by the palace wall?"
"Old Chen, you are responsible for the west of the palace, and a certain family is responsible for the east of the palace. Pour all the kerosene for me near the gate of the palace.
When the nobles of the Japanese palace began to flee towards the palace and gathered at the palace gate, hehehe..."
A bunch of elite Western troops who were killing people like crazy, all of them had eyes shining and screams.
The guides appointed by Fujiwara Tadai also nodded and bowed and laughed cooperatively.
For them, the people in Heianjing are all very bad, and it would be best if they died.
Only in this way can their lord Fujiwara Tadai become the king of this island, and they may also be able to become generals and marquises in the future.
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Among the Japanese soldiers and horses in Heianjing, some of the elites were stationed in the north of the palace. This is also the origin of the samurai in the north of Japan.
Nowadays, the Japanese country has experienced the annihilation of its entire army in the first battle with the Fujiwara Kingdom. In the second battle, all the soldiers and horses from the capital were exhausted. Now, only less than 10,000 soldiers and horses are left.
And many of these are warriors and retainers drawn from various families.
Two days ago, Emperor Shirakawa once again left the Heian Kyo Palace and decided to return to Hojuji Temple where he liked to live.
Those northern warriors who are now completely subordinate to his will naturally protect the Shirakawa Emperor who lives in the Hoju Temple located ten miles southwest of Heianjing.
Heiankyo is the largest city in Japan, with a population of about 200,000.
Along with the two thousand samurai from the north who followed Emperor Shirakawa to Hojuji Temple, the eight thousand Japanese soldiers who were in charge of the entire Heian Kyo naturally could not be on guard everywhere without sleep.
This peaceful capital has been at peace for a long time. After midnight, there will only be a small number of night watchmen patrolling the palace and the area where the princes and nobles live in the north.
No one noticed that after midnight, a group of cavalry from the Song Dynasty had been reduced to pieces and quietly advanced to the outskirts of Ping An Jing.
All the horses' hooves were wrapped in cloth, and everyone had stones in their mouths. They were waiting for the first blow about a mile away from Heian Kyo.
Yao Laoliu led his cavalry, and under the guidance of a guide, they walked quietly through the streets of Ping'an Jing with ghostly steps.
(End of chapter)
