The news soon spread to Nanguan City.
Chu Shaoyang stood on the city wall, looking in the direction of Shuanglu City, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
"Very good, I can finally catch a turtle in an urn!"
He raised his hand.
"Pass this king's order, everyone will leave the city immediately, act according to the plan, and win Shuanglu in one go!"
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Shuanglu was lost, and the three reinforcements and the soldiers in the city all became prisoners of the South Vietnam Kingdom. This news was rushed by 800 miles to the imperial court in Mochuan, the capital of Western Chu.
"What! Shuanglu was lost, and the three reinforcements I sent were completely wiped out!"
Mo Chuan looked at the express report on the table with almost disbelief.
Xiaosi stood aside, his eyes almost bulging out, staring blankly at the few lines of black words on the white paper, which were still stained with blood stains. It was obvious that someone was desperately trying to send this news to Kyoto.
"Chu Shaoyang, I really underestimated you! I didn't expect you to stand still, just to wait for my three reinforcements to arrive, and then catch them all!" Mo Chuan clenched his fist and punched the table hard.
"Your Majesty, please calm down! Your Majesty, please calm down!" Xiaosi hurriedly advised Mo Chuan when he saw that the veins on Mo Chuan's forehead were popping.
He had never seen the emperor so angry, and felt uneasy in his heart. However, he did not understand the art of war and had no idea how to help the emperor.
"It's just that I have sent three more lines of reinforcements. Together with the original defenders of Shuanglu City, the force is quite strong. Even if it cannot defeat Chu Shaoyang's South Vietnamese army, it is enough to withstand for ten days and a half. Why is it here? Lost within a day? Xiaosi, send someone to investigate again immediately!"
Mo Chuan quickly regained his composure from his anger. He looked at the battle report on the table and began to see something was wrong.
"Yes, Your Majesty." Xiao Si took the order and hurried out.
Mo Chuan pressed his hands on the table and stared at the large map, his brows furrowed deeply.
Once Shuanglu is lost, it is equivalent to opening the door to Xichu. Next, the South Vietnamese army will be overwhelming and rush in, and the next target is Yuezhou City.
Yuezhou City is only 800 miles away from Kyoto. Once Yuezhou is lost, the South Vietnamese army will come to the city and surround Kyoto.
Therefore, we must defend Yuezhou no matter what!
But how to keep it? Who did he send to fight the South Vietnamese army
Everyone in the DPRK is ready to make a move, and there is no one available. Does he really want to conquer it himself
If he were to lead the expedition in person, wouldn't it be equivalent to a fire in the backyard if someone in the court caused trouble
Mo Chuan's brows furrowed into a frown.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty! Don't stop me, I want to see the Emperor!"
Suddenly, a girl's crying voice came from outside the royal study.
"The Emperor has ordered that no one is allowed to enter," the guard replied.
"I must see the emperor. Please, let me go in to see the emperor. I have something urgent to tell the emperor!"
Mo Chuan raised his eyes in surprise and said in a deep voice: "Let her in!"
He could tell that the voice was Xiaoru. Why did she come to the imperial study? Still so anxious? Could it be that something happened to Ning'er
Mo Chuan's heart suddenly tightened.
As soon as the door opened, Xiao Ru rushed in while crying. As soon as he saw Mo Chuan, he fell to his knees on the ground, crying so hard that he couldn't breathe.
"Don't cry! Tell me, what happened to Ning'er?"
Mo Chuan could almost conclude that something must have happened to Shen Ning, otherwise even if the sky fell, Xiao Ru would not cry like this.