The court is a collection of interests. As long as people at the top and bottom can enjoy enough benefits, the court will be as stable as Mount Tai. The interests that some people pursue are power, some are fame, and some are profit...
But it is undeniable that it is the upper and lower interest groups that can govern this country well. Country gentry and aristocratic families occupy a large part of this interest group. Without the cooperation of these aristocratic families, it would be difficult for the court to do what it wants. The government order is smooth.
More than forty years ago, Emperor Shenwu relied on the power of the three sects to attack the enemy wherever he went, forcing all the long-established families to bow their heads.
However, Emperor Shenwu's rebellious behavior and exclusive use of power also caused the family's backlash. Moreover, he lived too long. After the death of Emperor Shenwu, the relationship between the imperial court and the aristocratic families changed from the previous suppression to the current cooperative relationship.
The world is changing, and no one knows what will happen in the future. Even the experts in the three sects who are proficient in the secrets of heaven cannot calculate the changes in the current situation.
Of course, if Buddhism and Taoism join the fight to compete for the world, Su Ming's game of chess will not be successful. The end of the three sects represents an escalation of the situation. If they work together, they can overturn the chess board.
Now only the Demon Cult has entered the scene, and Da Zhou can resist it. This is also the reason why those aristocratic families will cooperate with Da Zhou. They have already made bets on those rebels, and Da Zhou will naturally have to express their opinions. Eggs cannot Putting them in the same basket is how aristocratic families have survived for thousands of years.
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In the northwest, Hanyang City.
This place has become a hell on earth, with blood staining the earth red. The mottled city walls are covered with traces of war, and the dark red blood stains have soaked the city bricks.
The sky was clear and cloudless. When the dawn of dawn shone on the city of Hanyang, the dark Tatars launched wave after wave of attacks from all directions, shouting to kill the sky.
The source of the moat at the city gate has long been cut off by the Tatar army. At this time, more than 10,000 Tatar advance troops were holding up their shields to withstand the rain of arrows pouring from the city gate, filling up the deep pit and moat outside the main city gate with sand and stones. .
The Tatar soldiers spread out in dense numbers on the plains. The banners with the words "Tuogu Khan" and the flags of the generals of various tribes were fluttering in the wind at the center of the army. The army was in full bloom and its power was overwhelming.
The noise rose into the sky, and the shouts of killing were deafening.
When the stone arrows were thrown like raindrops, crushing another Tatar offensive, the Tatars finally retreated temporarily and regrouped. The guard general of Hanyang City is named Jiang Yunfei. His father is the commander-in-chief of the border town, and his family has been a general for generations and has a military heritage.
Therefore, the important task of protecting Hanyang City was placed in his hands.
At this time, there were 20,000 troops in the city, 10,000 elites, and 10,000 auxiliary troops, and the Tatar army had already mobilized more than 50,000 troops.
In order to better attack the city, the Tatar Chinese army deployed on a hill and set up a high commander's platform. From the high platform, they could overlook the entire plain outside the city. It is convenient to command the army to attack the city.
This battle is related to the fate of the grassland, whether to fight or stay in this battle.
For Tuogu Khan, it has always been his dream to inherit the legacy of his ancestors and lead the grasslands to compete in the world. This time, although Dazhou's response was timely, it also allowed him to glimpse Dazhou's weakness.
Decades ago, his grandfather led the grassland army southward, just like today. But that time, the army of the Great Zhou Dynasty did not rely on city defense, but fought a decisive battle head-on, and forcibly defeated and overwhelmed the army of the grassland. This laid the foundation for The supreme majesty.
But now, time has passed, and Dazhou can only hide in the city when facing them. Doesn't this just explain Dazhou's current predicament?
This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Once Da Zhou recovers, it will be basically impossible to go south. He must succeed in this battle!
Therefore, in order to capture this city, Tuogu Khan personally went to the battlefield to supervise the troops.
Of course, he came here just to boost morale, and the specific siege was left to the leaders of each tribe. Even if he was the khan of the grassland, he was still unable to command the troops and horses of each tribe, so he might as well It would be better to let them fight on their own.
What's more, they were not completely unprepared for this siege. In the past half month, they had gradually deepened their ties with the rebels in the south, and had obtained a lot of siege equipment from them.
Although the southern rebels did not really cooperate with them, in order for them to hold back Zhou's troops as much as possible, they still sent a lot of substantial things, whether it was food, grass or siege equipment. Otherwise, the Tatars The Tatars ran away long ago when they couldn't take advantage.
"Extreme Spiritual Chaos Jue"
The war lasted until night. The troops directly under Tuogu Khan took the lead, and the soldiers from the various tribes below did not dare to retreat, so they had no choice but to press forward.
The shouts of killing filled the sky. Both the Zhou army in the city and the Tatars below the city were holding back their energy. The war lasted until night.
Both on the city walls and under the city, torches were lit. The closer we got to the end, the more we couldn't back down!
After nightfall, the mountains and plains outside the city were illuminated by torches, and the soldiers' ears were filled with shouts of death, the sound of the trebuchets, the screeching sound of wheels rubbing against the ground, and the rumble of stones hitting the ground or walls.
"Crash!"
"boom!"
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On the city wall, gold juice, hot oil, fire oil, rolling wood and stones...
Each one is extremely lethal. For a moment, under the city wall, I remembered a series of miserable miseries, "Ah... my face, it hurts me to death..."
"Fire, it's on fire!"
Even if torches are lit on the city wall, there are still many places where the firelight cannot shine. Compared with the Tatar soldiers, the soldiers of the Zhou Dynasty generally suffer from night blindness and cannot see things in the dark clearly.
During the day, they only relied on gold juice, arrows, and rolling wood and rocks to defend the city, while Menghuo oil was always used as a weapon for emergencies in their lives, because there were not many of these things even at the border.
Sure enough, the Tatars took advantage of the darkness to attack the city. The defenders on the city wall were attacked by several times the number of troops in a short period of time. When the defenders poured out the fire oil and lit the torches, a cluster of Tufts of flames rose, and the bodies of the men attacking the city were ignited with fire.
This flame was difficult to extinguish. Even if they jumped into the moat, they still could not extinguish it. As the fire ignited, the aroma of barbecue gradually emerged in the air.
On the general stage, Tuogu Khan's eyes suddenly turned red when he saw this scene, and his heart was bleeding. These were the best of the best from each tribe, enough to compete with ten.
Originally, he had hoped to take advantage of the night to capture the city wall, but now that the Zhou army had fire oil, his plan suddenly failed.
"Great Khan, retreat!" At this time, someone felt sorry for his soldiers and took the opportunity to say something.
However, Tuogu Khan is furious. If he withdraws now, it will be even more troublesome to capture the city. If they do not consume their fire oil and attack again tomorrow, they will suffer greater losses!
He glanced at the man coldly and said in a cold voice, "No retreat! If we retreat now, more of us will die tomorrow! Keep going, no retreat!"
The surrounding tribal leaders trembled in their hearts and did not dare to refute.
They have been fighting this Hanyang City for two days, and tens of thousands of their soldiers have been killed or injured. Even though they brought an army of 300,000 troops this time, this kind of battle damage is still shocking.
In a war, a siege is the most brutal, and it is a great test for both the siege and the defender.
As the siege continued, both sides suffered heavy casualties.
Unknowingly, a full moon hung in the sky, and under the moonlight, it was no longer so dark.
Several times, the Tatars almost attacked the city wall, but they were driven down. This scene made Tuogu Khan feel like a knife in his heart. These are the elites of the grassland!
He hesitated several times and wanted to order a retreat, but after seeing this scene, he gritted his teeth and persisted. Compassion does not control troops. This sentence he understood at a very young age.
At this moment, outside the military tent, an old man wearing animal skins and a feather crown came in. He fell at the feet of Tuogu Khan and said loudly, "Great Khan, I am willing to help the sons and daughters of the emperor to achieve longevity." Siege the city!”
Seeing the old man, Tuogu Khan quickly helped him up, and his voice became softer, "High Priest, the sword on the battlefield has no eyes. You are already so old, how can I bear to let you go to the battlefield?"
The original old shaman had passed away before they set out, and his disciples were now the successors to the grassland priests, but even his disciples were much older than Tuogu Khan.
The old man known as the high priest was helped up and looked at Tuogu Khan. His cloudy old eyes were full of excitement, "Khan, I watched the sky at night and found that the beacon smoke was rising in the southeast, and the Emperor Star of the Central Plains had changed. This is a rare opportunity, don't miss it!" There was trembling in his voice.
"Is what the high priest said true?" Tuogu Khan's eyes flashed, and he held his hand and asked.
"Yes, this star phenomenon has lasted for several days, otherwise I would not dare to speak to the Great Khan rashly."
"Okay! Okay!" Tuogu Khan clenched his fists, his face full of excitement, and quickly ordered the guards outside the camp, "Call the others over here quickly!"
Not long after, the heads of various tribes had arrived in the big tent. Now they were all confused. They didn't know what the Khan's purpose was in calling them together before the battle.
"Everyone, according to what the high priest said, he observed the sky at night and discovered that changes are about to happen in the Central Plains, and the southerners are about to start fighting again!"
In one sentence, a huge amount of information was revealed, which shocked people into confusion.
After these two days of fighting, they were exhausted physically and mentally. They could not attack Hanyang City for a long time, causing them to lose a lot of soldiers and horses. This place has almost become a nightmare for them, and some people have even thought about withdrawing their troops.
But now that they heard this sentence, they were shocked. Everyone began to make calculations subconsciously, but some people's eyes flickered, and some didn't believe it.
But at this moment, the high priest standing next to Tuogu Khan also stood up and said, "Yes, I watched the sky at night and calculated for several days before I got the news. Everyone, there has been a change in the Central Plains. This will be our eternal life." The best opportunity for the people of Heaven! Tonight, my disciples will help you attack the city, so everyone must seize the opportunity!"
After receiving the high priest's affirmation and endorsement, everyone present was shocked, as if they had been injected with blood. With the help of the high priest's disciples, they were even more confident in taking over the city.
Rumor has it that the high priest and his disciples are the descendants of Changshengtian and have mysterious abilities. With their help, they can definitely turn the tide of the war.
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"kill!"
The soldiers guarding the city were running back and forth to fight against the enemy. Everyone's eyes were bloodshot, and they seemed to have only one simple purpose in mind, which was to block and kill the invading enemies by any means.
There were corpses everywhere on the walls. The red blood kept adding to the burnt blood, but no one had time to pay attention to it.
There are heavy clouds in the sky, and there is no light from the stars and the moon.
The fire in the brazier on the wall burned Xunxun high and dyed it blood red. What he saw before his eyes was like a hell on earth!
The dome hangs high at night, and the city is burning brightly.
Originally, the autumn wind was wild and fast, and the howling of the hunters made people feel chilled all over. However, at this moment, the roar of killing and killing drowned everything, including the dying cries of the warriors. Sweat and blood also filled the bodies of everyone around the city. Hot, like frying or boiling.
At first, the participation of the shaman disciples in the battle really caught the Zhou army off guard, but what the Tatars did not expect was that there were actually practitioners in Hanyang City to help.
After the shaman disciples intervened in the battle, the monks from Dazhou also joined the battlefield, but the two sides competed for several moves and could only stalemate each other, with no one able to win.
The sky gradually becomes brighter. The cries of siege outside the city gradually faded away, leaving only a few places where fierce fighting was still going on at the top of the city. Thick black and red plasma accumulated on the ground throughout the city, which was shocking.
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Dazhou, Qianqing Palace.
In front of the imperial eucalyptus, the empress Li Waner was crouching in front of the eucalyptus, holding a red pen, and was correcting the memorial. In recent days, Empress Dowager Chen was ill and ill, so the matter of reviewing the memorial was left to the emperor.
Fortunately, Li Waner did not get carried away after reviewing the memorial, thinking that she had great power. She still went to Yangxin Hall every day to pay her respects and inquire about political affairs with Empress Dowager Chen.
In fact, Li Waner, who was less than twenty-nine years old, knew more than ever that she was not strong enough to control the court now. Even if she had the power of imperial approval, she could not really order the court officials to do things for her. She still needs time if she wants to truly control the court.
And Dazhou can no longer afford another internal conflict.
Empress Dowager Chen was very satisfied with Li Waner's attitude and took the initiative to release some official positions for Li Waner to train her confidants. The mother and daughter were open-minded and had no grudges.
"Asshole!"
Suddenly, Li Waner's eyebrows stood up, and she slapped the memorial in her hand on the royal eucalyptus. Her pretty face turned pink with anger. After a long while, she calmed down and continued to pick up the memorial and read through it.
This memorial is a secret letter from the Xuanjing Division, and the content inside is news about the southern rebels. But when she saw those six words again, her eyes were filled with evil and her anger was rising.
Those six words are exactly: Qingjun side, slaying demons and Buddhas!
