Not only Pang Xiao and his party were waiting for the Sage's will, but also the people in the city.
As early as when Pang Xiao led the troops to station outside the city, the people of the capital seemed to have been injected with fresh blood. Even though the wounds were continuously brought back to the city for treatment every day, there were often people who died tragically. The body needs to be buried on the outskirts of the city, but it should be said that Prince Zhongshun returned with his troops, and everyone still felt that this battle was full of hope.
Pang Xiao, who is that? Pang Xiao had made great contributions in the beginning of the pacification of Dayan and the chaos in Nanyan at the beginning. In terms of wars, there are probably few in the Zhou Dynasty who could compare to him.
With Duke Dingguo guarding the city, and Prince Zhongshun leading so many troops to support, are you still worried that the siege of the capital cannot be resolved
But just when everyone was looking forward to it, Prince Zhongshun took his troops and left the camp!
"What's going on? Who of you know what's going on with Prince Zhongshun? How did he go?"
"I don't know, Prince Zhongshun has been leading people to wait for the Lord's will for so many days. Did the Lord order the Lord to leave this time?"
"Impossible! The war is so tense now that no one can let Prince Zhongshun go!"
"You don't know, I heard people say that it seems that the sage was worried that Prince Zhongshun would lead people to rebel, so he was not allowed to enter the city, and he ordered him to detour to outflank the Tartars."
"This! This is like taking off your pants and farting! Outflanking the Tartars? When we get behind the Tartars, we will all be dead!"
"Shh! You're going to die!"
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Such conversations take place in every corner of the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty. The people were furious that Li Qitian did not allow Prince Zhongshun to lead his troops into the city to resist the Tartars. In desperation, the Gyeonggi Guard would arrest those people who were talking nonsense in ordinary streets and alleys!
But even so, the rumors and rumors are still not extinguished, but there is a tendency for wildfires to start a prairie fire.
The Tatar has already reached the front, but the Holy One does such a thing because he is jealous of the virtuous, how can people not be angry
Ji Zeyu has lost a lot of weight, his beautiful and unparalleled face is stained with dust, his hair is just tied at the back of his head, and stubble has grown on his chin.
Hearing that Ma Cheng replied in a low voice, he nodded his head with the same expression on his face.
Ma Cheng is a bold and careful person. Although his face was flushed with anger, he didn't dare to say more. He just asked, "What do you think of Lord Hou?"
Ji Zeyu only glanced at him, and then whispered, "It's not surprising."
Ma Cheng was stunned for a moment, and then there was a sense of sadness that flooded up. The same military general, even if he himself is not a famous general, seeing the two mountains in front of him fall to such a level, the letter can't help but feel a little sad.
One is feared by the sage, and the other is used up by the sage. As a military general, no one will believe that kind of sadness and inability to say it.
"Dingbeihou." At this moment, Gao Wenliang strode towards Meteor and bowed his hands in a perfunctory manner, "This commander intends to lead a 10,000-strong army of tigers out of the city to attack the Tartars, so I'm here to tell the Marquis."
"Plan?" Ji Zeyu raised his eyebrows, and there was a cold glow in Peach Blossom's eyes.
Gao Wenliang didn't notice it, raised Fang Zheng's chin, and said with a very arrogant attitude: "Yes, the Tartars have retreated, and it is time to strike while the iron is hot. If the Hou Ye dares not, then let the commander take the lead. I believe that with the ability of this commander, Coupled with the well-trained Tiger Ben army, we will be able to retreat to the Tatars!"
Ji Zeyu pursed his lips, and said lightly: "Prince Zhongshun worked hard to train the Tiger Ben Army, and I didn't want you to take it to die."
"Heh!" Gao Wenliang sneered and sneered: "Really, even so, the current coach of the Tiger Ben Army is still me, Gao Wenliang, who was personally appointed by the sage!"
Ji Zeyu looked at Gao Wenliang silently. Ma Cheng was in a hurry and couldn't help sneering: "Who is not an official appointed by the sage? Are you the only one from Da Zhou, and neither of us?"
Realizing that he had said the wrong thing, Gao Wenliang glared his eyes, raised his chest subconsciously, and said loudly, "What you said, isn't it nitpicking! What Ben Shuai means is that this Shuai's decision is for the sake of Da Zhou. Considering that, since the sage is willing to name this coach as the head coach of the Hu Ben army, he values his talent."
"Really?" Ji Zeyu said solemnly, "The current situation is not suitable for pursuit. Besides, the Hu Ben army cannot tolerate any meaningless sacrifice. This commander does not accept your opinion."
It was the first time that Ji Zeyu addressed himself so deliberately, and his words reminded Gao Wenliang that although he was the head coach of the Hu Ben army, Ji Zeyu was the military marshal appointed by the Holy Supreme to fight against the Tartars. When the army arrived, the sage also instructed everyone to obey Ji Zeyu's command.
Gao Wenliang gritted his teeth, bowed his hands and said, "Please consider waiting for Dingbei..."
Before he finished speaking, Ji Zeyu waved his hand to interrupt him: "There is nothing to think about, so let's stop for now."
Gao Wenliang stared at Ji Zeyu, gritted his teeth, and gave the horse a mocking look, he immediately snorted and walked away.
Seeing Gao Wenliang walking down the tower, Ma Cheng worriedly said, "This person is the best at digging in camps. Maybe he will go back and file a complaint. If it gets to the Sage's ears, the taste will change."
Ji Zeyu looked at the city indifferently, "Let him go."
Ma Cheng couldn't help laughing when he thought about it. Anyway, now that the court is reusing Dingbei Hou, can the saint still hand over the whole matter of resisting the Tartars to Gao Wenliang's straw bag? The saint is not stupid.
The display of 280,000 horses was extremely long. The front had already set off, and the tail of the team had not yet received an order. Pang Xiao rode the horses on the side of the road, holding a long knife in one hand and holding the reins in the other, letting the dark clouds kick uneasy pace, Watching the team lined up neatly in front of him.
Behind Pang Xiao, Hu Zi, Tang Xiu and other hundred elite tiger guards all had dark faces. Full of unhappiness has quickly become reality. It's just that due to the presence of Pang Xiao, everyone held back their emotions and didn't show it.
Hu Zi has been following Pang Xiao for the longest time, and he is well aware of Pang Xiao's temperament and character. Just by looking at his back, Hu Zi knows that the prince must be in a bad mood right now. The prince and the princess are so loving, and the princess is four months pregnant again. , was originally able to enjoy the happiness of a family, but several times he was forced to separate due to the emperor's decision. When the princess needed someone to accompany her the most, the prince was always unable to accompany the princess, and the prince would definitely be anxious.
"My lord." Hu Zi rode his horse forward and said in a low voice, "Right now, our army outside the city has not even been fully launched. As long as the lord gives an order, this situation can be ended. I believe we have 280,000 troops. With the strength of the army and the command of the prince, it is easy to take the capital."
Pang Xiao looked back at Hu Zi, and said in a low voice, "I don't need to mention this matter. Right now, I want to stop the people of Da Zhou from being enslaved by foreigners, which is also the most important thing. As for the rest, clean up It's too late for foreign enemies."
"Yes." Hu Zi saw that Pang Xiao had made up his mind and knew that it would be useless to persuade himself, so he nodded obediently, then smiled and said, "Don't worry, my lord, now you are always responding, no matter what decision you make, we will all agree. support."
This almost means that he supports Pang Xiao to seize the throne.
Pang Xiao didn't speak with a sullen face, and Huzi didn't say much, and retreated.
Pang Xiao is not in the mood to seize the throne at all, what he is worried about is Qin Yining.
Although there were enough guards arranged, and Qin Yining was surrounded by people to protect and take care of him, Pang Xiao was still uneasy.
Now he just wants to end the war as soon as possible, and bring peace to the world, so that his family's sister Yi can live a stable life, and don't have to be so displaced.
Qin Yining left the capital without taking a detour, and the team went directly to the Golden Port.
Bingtang said with some worry: "Princess, should we hide our whereabouts? The slaves are worried that the people of the saint will follow them directly."
Qin Yining smiled: "It doesn't matter, we can't live in complete seclusion. Even if we avoid it now, when we arrive at Jingang in the future, we will still live under the eyes of others, and the people of the emperor will still be able to find out."
"How can this be good." Bingtang frowned worriedly, "The lord is not by his side, what if he does something to you?"
"It's natural to take precautions." Qin Yining tightened the cloak on his shoulders and smiled, "We will naturally find a way at that time. Even if we hide in the east, it will be of no use."
Both Bingtang and Jiyun nodded. Qin Yining was right. The best response was not simply to hide, because if they were to hide, they would always be found by someone sent by the emperor.
"The princess has always been so calm, intelligent, and resourceful." Bingtang sighed, "If it weren't for the princess' wit and decisive decision-making in many things, I'm afraid we will suffer sooner or later."
"Since I brought you out, I will be responsible for the lives of all of you. I will do my best for everything. But I do feel that since I got pregnant, my brain is not enough." Qin Yining mocked himself, "Is there a problem? How can I fix my brain?"
Ji Yun and Bingtang were stunned for a moment, and both giggled.
"The princess is joking again. Naturally, there is a way to do it. We will eat when we get down."
There was laughter in the carriage, and it also infected the people who were accompanying and protected outside the carriage. Originally, everyone was forced to leave the capital, and they were still a little depressed. But now they feel that as long as they follow the princess, they will have a way to go.
Before they knew it, Qin Yining's influence on them by a woman was no less than the influence of Pang Xiao on them.
In the deep palace, Li Qitian listened to the reports of countless Taoist prisoners and determined that the Pingnan Army outside the capital had completely pulled out and left, and went to the Jiashao Valley to prepare to outflank the Tatars in accordance with the order, and could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, Pang Xiao did not insist on coming into the city, or else their monarchs and ministers would argue, and they would not be laughed at in the end
Count Pang Xiao know each other.
"Your Majesty." The spy stepped forward quickly, knelt down on one knee and cupped his hands: "It has been found that Princess Zhongshun did not accompany Prince Zhongshun, and I just watched her go to the direction of Jingang. I heard that a lot of medicinal materials were collected in the car. , said he went to Jingang to prepare for a miscarriage."