Wang Daozhong was overjoyed and said, "Since you are already in the imperial realm, why don't you go to Puyang to join the battle? We have spent more than three months there, and there have been many casualties. This is not only embarrassing, but also makes people lose their confidence! Now you can break through the strong city with the power of thunder and sweep across Hebei and reach the capital. The whole world will be shocked. Isn't it wonderful?"
Wang Daoning laughed in silence: "How about you write the book about troubled times? I think your writing style is not inferior to others."
"You still care about writing?" Wang Daozhong paused. "We are stopped by a mere city and laughed at by the world!"
"That's just a city? That's the entire Qinghe Cui clan, even their young daughter went to the battlefield, it was a desperate fight. In addition, Huangfu Shaozong came to the rescue, the Blood God Cult assisted, and in fact, the Yang family was secretly helping... Do you really think your strength is inferior to ours?"
Wang Daoning sighed and said slowly, "Those with insight will know that this is nothing to laugh at. In fact, the first hurdle we pass is the last hurdle. As long as we get through it, the road ahead will be smooth. All the troops in Beijing who can fight are here. As long as we win this battle, the imperial guards in Beijing will only be a bunch of drunkards and second-generation rich kids left."
Wang Daozhong said: "Brother, if you know this, why are you still sitting here?"
Wang Daoning said calmly: "I'm waiting for someone."
Wang Daozhong was stunned: "Could it be Timur? Would he be willing to sneak in alone?"
Ever since Helei died inexplicably in Middle-earth, the strong Hu people were unwilling to enter alone, not to mention the dignity of King Timur Khan, who was connected to many people. There was no reason for him to come here alone to be a dead man... It was possible that the Great Shaman Bo could do it, but the possibility was very small.
Wang Daoning shook his head: "They are unwilling to come, but they are stationed in the north, waiting for us to cause chaos. They are not of our race, and each has their own plans. We cannot expect them to be loyal."
"Mobilizing troops in this snowy day, let alone morale, are they really not afraid of freezing to death..."
Wang Daoning smiled sarcastically: "Since everyone thinks so, Batu will think so too. Two or three months ago, Batu was so nervous that he sent three or four petitions for help to the capital every day. Now he is lying in his Khan's tent watching singing and dancing. This is the wisdom of the barbarians."
Who are you talking about? Wang Daozhong muttered in his heart, but he was really curious: "Who else is it?"
Wang Daoning said: "Nowadays, many heroes have emerged in the world, but there are not many who are truly selfish... For example, Li Shentong is really intolerable. He killed officials and raised flags for the people of Bashu. How could he really want to fight for hegemony in his heart? Maybe we are the only ones who think so. For them, it is more important to prevent that tyrant from continuing to mess around..."
Wang Daozhong: “…”
As he spoke, Wang Daoning's ears moved slightly, revealing a hint of a smile: "It's almost time, I'll be away for a while..."
He stood up and said, "Langya is worry-free. We don't need you to stay here. Go back to Puyang. Don't think Cui Yuanyong defends well. He is already at the end of his strength. If he loses his support, he will not be able to hold on. When the change of the heavens comes, Huangfu Shaozong and Yang Jingxiu will not be interested in this. Maybe Xue Canghai will have other intentions. At that time, Puyang can be easily taken."
Wang Daozhong thought about it for a while, and suddenly he was shocked: "Brother is going to Beijing? This..."
Although the main forces of the capital were mostly in Puyang, the capital was still not a suitable battlefield for beheading and assassination. There were unknown protections arranged by Xia Longyuan, and there were also a group of strong men such as Tang Wanzhuang and Qin Dingjiang guarding. If they really wanted to force it, no matter how many strong men went, I am afraid that no one, including Wang Daoning, would be confident that they could leave alive.
"Daozhong..." Wang Daoning patted his brother's shoulder and said, "You have been running around for the past two years, achieving nothing and causing trouble everywhere, but I have never blamed you. Do you know why?"
Wang Daozhong said: "Of course it's because it was Zhao Changhe's fault, not my fault!"
"You have been famous for so many years, but you were cheated by a young man. How can you say this?"
"… "
"I don't blame you because the world is unpredictable and no one can always win. On the contrary, I envy you a little bit."
"envious… "
"Yeah, or I envy myself for being able to ride a horse and gallop in the martial arts world. I have also lost and been cheated. Winning and losing are common. As long as I have tried my best, what's the crime?" Wang Daoning slowly turned around and walked out: "Now is the time for me to try my best... We are a noble family, but we pass down martial arts from generation to generation. First of all, we are a martial artist. The world is at our feet. If we dare not go to the capital because it is dangerous, then what is the point of practicing martial arts all our lives?" Wang Daozhong opened his mouth and looked at his brother's back. After a long while, he said: "But no one knows the extent of his injury, big brother."
Wang Daoning sighed and said, "Should we continue to wait until he revives? We once thought that we could use the Sea Emperor's weakened soul to make a living, but the efficiency of his revivification let us down. How can we make the same mistake again? This is our only chance, and it is also the best chance."
Wang Daozhong has nothing to say.
The eldest brother still has a gambling nature, but now the only choice is really gambling. If he delays any further, he will be finished.
I didn't expect that my elder brother, who has lived a life of luxury for decades, still has such the courage of a warrior.
“If I can’t come back, you should protect your nephews and nieces and flee overseas to live in seclusion. Don’t be stubborn... When you break through the third level of secret treasure, you may be able to make a comeback. Although everyone is rushing to the imperial realm, the third level of secret treasure is still the best in this world, and there is a lot to do.” Wang Daoning said: “You should pay attention to Zhao Changhe, he is the real dragon of this era, Xia Longyuan is not.”
This is entrusting your funeral affairs.
Although Wang Daozhong didn't think Zhao Changhe was that awesome, he was just good at disguising himself and cheating people! But his brother's words saved him some face. After all, being cheated by someone who could be compared with Xia Longyuan or even better didn't seem to be a shameful thing.
But he still couldn't help but say: "Xia Longyuan is not one of them? He is much stronger than Zhao Changhe, he has suppressed the world for decades, there is no one like him in ancient and modern times... At most, at most he is sick..."
"Then consider it sick. Do you know how many years the heroes of the world have been waiting to share this sick dragon?" Wang Daoning's back finally disappeared at the stairs: "How can he be called a real dragon if he is not popular among the people? If he is a dragon, I will cut off its feet and chew its flesh, so that it cannot turn back in the morning and cannot lie down at night!"
… …
Zhao Changhe and his party took the speedboat left by Tang En and finally arrived in Ningbo after more than half a month.
When we arrived, even the south of the Yangtze River had started to snow lightly.
In such weather, if Sanniang's ability to control the sea had not become more and more apparent, the captain would not dare to sail... Fortunately, there was no danger along the way.
Zhao Changhe, who had just begun to learn the art of qi-reading, looked around subconsciously and saw the increasingly strong aura of the King of Jinling.
The energy of Jiangnan began to gather.
This thing... If it corresponds to a person, that person is Tang Buqi.
It didn't seem strange at first. People had long felt that Tang Buqi had a chance to secede from Jiangnan. If he could deal with the separatist aristocratic armed forces in various parts of Jiangnan one by one in these days, then it would be even more possible... Jingxiang is still his own people, so the chance is great.
But Zhao Changhe looked up and thought for a while, and his expression became uglier the more he thought about it.
Tang Buqi has no say on the affairs of the Tang family... The Tang family is just a second- or third-rate small family. In the past, they couldn't even have the final say in Gusu. Their own military strength is actually very ordinary and cannot be compared with the likes of King Cui.
The main reason why Tang Buqi was able to dominate Jiangnan and was much stronger than other local nobles was that he borrowed Tang Wanzhuang's righteousness to fight against bandits. As the head of the Demon Suppression Division, it was easy for him to call on the heroes to be the leader. Secondly, he really got the full support of the Demon Suppression Division, whether it was high-end military force or manpower, intelligence, and the support of nobles who were loyal to the court. Now Wu Weiyang and other loyal generals of the Demon Suppression Division are still holding heavy troops beside Tang Buqi.
So although Gu Bao seems to be very powerful, he was actually helped by his aunt. Without his aunt, he would be useless. As long as his aunt doesn't want to rebel, he can't.
So... if the Tang family were to raise the banner of rebellion one day to prove their royal power, there must be a prerequisite -
Evening makeup is dangerous!
(End of this chapter)