Chapter 363 The troops are divided into two groups
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Fantasy
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Zhuge LiliWords: 1205Update Time: 24/01/13 09:44:49
Emperor Yuming and everyone fled Changning without a trace. The vanguard of the pursuing troops was getting closer and closer to them.
But they brought too many non-combatants with them, and they were eventually bitten by the thieves.
Chen Xuanli was worthy of being a warrior who had experienced hundreds of battles. He led the Royal Forest Army to fight to the death with the bandits and successfully defeated the first wave of enemies.
Emperor Yu Ming had not even entered the battle formation, but he had already been frightened out of his wits when he heard the thundering shouts of killing. But as the king of a country, he still has to act like that.
Therefore, although he was embarrassed, he did not completely lose his dignity. The ministers also had a deeper trust in the emperor after seeing him granting the death of Concubine Yan, so they protected him as he fled westward without betraying him on the way.
After repelling the enemy, Emperor Yu Ming convened everyone to discuss the next move.
After everyone's suggestions and a short discussion, the emperor made a bold decision.
In order to prevent the royal bloodline from being ruined, he decided to let the crown prince go north to Lingwu.
That is the far north of Dayu Kingdom. Although the land is barren, the people are simple and fierce, and there are many loyal ministers and good generals guarding here.
And he continued to head southwest.
Because the situation in southwest Shu was not clear yet, Chen Xuanli personally led more than half of the soldiers to escort him. The prince led the remaining soldiers northward.
Emperor Yu Ming and the Crown Prince hugged each other and cried in this desolate place. After all, they didn't know if their farewell here would be eternal.
Everyone onlookers shed tears.
Even half a year ago, no one could have imagined that Emperor Yu Ming, who had all the power in the world, would be in such a state of decline.
As the saying goes, "A person is not as good as a thousand days, and a flower is not as red as a hundred days." Everyone sighed secretly in their hearts.
Farewell in the autumn wind brings tears to the eyes.
Emperor Yu Ming looked at the rumble of the car carrying the prince away and watched them disappear into the jungle and rocks.
Then, he gritted his teeth and followed Chen Xuanli towards Western Shu.
Gao Linshi whispered to Emperor Ming, "Your Majesty, are you really no longer waiting for the scouts' reports?"
"Let's wait while we walk. If we don't leave, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave."
Emperor Yu Ming looked at the misty road ahead, his eyes full of perseverance.
The armors of General Chen Xuanli and many imperial guards reflected little golden light in the setting sun.
After walking like this for a day, seeing that the pursuers behind him were far away, Emperor Ming's heart was temporarily relieved.
But the longing for Concubine Yan suddenly arose again.
He suddenly felt that there was no strength in his feet.
Emperor Yu Ming immediately said to Chen Xuanli: "General Chen, please give the soldiers a rest."
Chen Xuanli looked troubled. After all, in this barren mountain, there is no telling where a team of people will pop out.
It would be okay if they were "people" and horses, but I'm afraid that what comes out is not a person, but a large group of mountain spirits and water monsters.
He, Chen Xuanli, is a late-level fifth-level strategist, so it won't be too difficult to deal with them, but he has many mortal soldiers under his command, and he can't fight the monsters for more than three rounds.
God bless me! He prayed silently in his mind.
That night.
The autumn rain is dripping and gradually getting heavier.
None of the Ming emperor's men and horses were equipped with rain gear.
They had no choice but to hide in nearby caves or under trees to take shelter from the rain.
After all, shelter from the rain is limited, so more people have to spend the night in the heavy rain.
Chen Xuanli directed the few monks in the team to use mystical skills to build an energy layer to protect them from the rain to protect them from the cold rain as much as possible.
Many of the accompanying soldiers and officials were miserable, and some even cursed the emperor in a low voice.
At this time, Emperor Ming could only pretend not to hear.
At the same time, his thoughts about Concubine Yan made him feel in a trance.
The heavy rain continued until midnight.
The soldiers who kept vigil were all very sleepy.
But in the night, something was approaching quietly.