The army of hundreds of thousands of people marched towards Xuelao City, walking very silently, without making too many noises, but there was no other atmosphere, just calm.
It seems that this does not look like a victor's march, but more like a wanderer returning home. The picture is really weird.
The honor of being the first to enter Snow Old City was awarded to Guan Feibai.
The Lishan Sword Sect played a very important role in this battle, making countless military exploits, and at the same time many disciples were killed or injured.
Of course, this is also very dangerous. There may be an ambush in the city gate, and there may be wolf riders who have been red-eyed for a long time.
Guan Feibai held his sword and walked towards the city gate.
The city gate that was destroyed by the burning of the Jialan Temple is now only a few frames, and it has been destroyed by trebuchets these days, making it even more dilapidated.
Guan Feibai walked in.
Everything is so random.
No sneak attack, no ambush, no fighting.
Standing in the empty city gate, he tilted his head slightly, which seemed a little unexpected.
Then, he turned around and waved to the field behind him.
The cheers sounded, and they went straight to the sky.
With the sound of hooves thundering, the cavalry entered the city one by one.
Under the protection of the red eagle, the flying chariot slowly flew up the city wall.
The moment they entered Snow Old City, many people, including Chen Changsheng, couldn't help but look back to the south.
How is Kyoto now
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"I have never seen such a brazen person!"
The King of Luling looked at the man with a Chinese face in the distance, who was not angry and pretentious, and said bitterly: "My own nephew is going to rebel, what is going on in his mind?"
King Chengjun followed his gaze and found Tianhai Chengwu, and said with a wry smile, "That old fox is better than anyone else, and he won't stand in the wrong team."
This time Xiang Wang raised the flag of rebellion, no one thought that the Tianhai family, who had been cautious and low-key for more than ten years, would be the first to respond.
Many people, like King Luling, couldn't figure it out. You must know that His Majesty's body is filled with the blood of the Tianhai family.
Seeing King Luling's expression, King Chengjun found that he still hadn't figured it out, so he had to patiently explain, "Last year, Your Majesty went to the Baicao Garden three times."
The King of Luling was slightly taken aback, and said, "So what?"
King Chengjun said in a low voice: "There have been rumors that His Majesty the Pope buried the body of the Holy Empress in the Herb Garden."
King Luling finally understood, took a breath, and said, "Could it be possible that His Majesty is really planning to reverse the case?"
King Chengjun shook his head and said: "Your Majesty has a deep relationship with Daozun as a teacher and apprentice, so it shouldn't be so. But after all, he and the empress are biological mother and son. When they go to the Baicao Garden to worship, no one can say anything, just worried about him. The empress's feelings are getting deeper and deeper, then things will be troublesome."
The Holy Empress of Tianhai has been dead for more than ten years. Before that, the rest of the people didn't have much memory of her, and logically speaking, they didn't have much affection for her. But emotion is the most wonderful thing, and it only needs a few words from others and certain scenes to flood it again.
It is natural for His Majesty the Emperor to have feelings for the Holy Empress, and no one will worry about it, except the Tianhai family.
Back then when the whole world was against Tianhai, His Majesty the Emperor could not hate Shang Xingzhou, the princes of the Chen family, or those courtiers, but he would only hate the Tianhai family and Xu Shiji.
That old fox Tianhai Chengwu could see very clearly that the deeper His Majesty's feelings for the Holy Empress, the more he would hate the Tianhai family because they were traitors.
If Xu Shiji could barely survive in the court because of Xu Yourong, how would the Tianhai family deal with themselves
In Luoshui in early autumn, there are green trees on both sides of the bank, and the sky is high and the air is refreshing.
The army returning from the north, the princes of the Chen family and the masters raised by the Tianhai family stood on the embankment, lined up in two dense rows.
If there were thousands of crossbow bolts firing at this time, the rebellion might end in a funny and bloody gesture.
But not to mention Kyoto, even if all states and counties are added together, so many crossbow arrows cannot be mobilized now.
It was precisely because of this that the rebels lined up so loosely, and the princes and the rebel generals still chatted leisurely.
The rebels did not siege the city, because Kyoto has no walls and cannot be surrounded at all.
During the silent waiting a few days ago, most of the people had already fled. I believe that the current capital is very deserted, and there is no one to see on the streets.
This is not like a rebellion at all, but more like an outing. The rebels seem to be very relaxed, but it can be seen from certain details that they are very nervous.
The untimely small talk was evidence of nervousness.
If King Xiang fails to win the bet, they will die without a place to bury them.
At this time, a red goose flew from the sky.
News from the front reached Kyoto.
The human army finally broke into Xuelao City.
Cheers erupted from both sides of the Luoshui River.
Whether it was the princes or the rebel soldiers, they all showed sincere smiles, which soon turned into embarrassment.
Now it seems that they don't have to worry about becoming historical sinners and bearing infamy for thousands of years, but why do they feel that their faces are even more ugly
"My lord, you really don't care about being infamous forever?"
In the big chariot at the front of the rebel army, Cao Yunping rubbed his round cheeks, looked at King Xiang and asked with a smile.
Returning quietly from the front line, King Xiang stayed in Yongxue Pass for a period of time. The injuries he suffered twice have healed, but he is obviously much thinner than before.
"And you?"
King Xiang glanced at Cao Yunping indifferently, and said, "If Old Man Tianji is still alive, he will probably tear you apart."
Cao Yunping laughed twice, and said, "I don't care about the infamy, because I'm a fool."
King Xiang smiled and said, "That makes sense, then I'm a lunatic."
After a while, his smile faded away, he looked at the looming imperial palace in the distance and sighed, and said leisurely: "Actually, it's just that I'm not reconciled."
He always believed that among the sons of the first emperor, he was the most outstanding and outstanding, and he was also commendable for his filial piety to the empress.
No matter from which aspect he should be the emperor, not to mention that he has a better son.
If he doesn't seize the opportunity this time, when the demons perish and the human race dominates the mainland, the rest of the people will gain unprecedented prestige, and he will lose all hope.
It's that simple.
Cao Yunping said with emotion: "I don't know if we can win the bet."
King Xiang rubbed the fat on his belt and said, "Your Majesty wants to reverse the case for the empress, how can Dao Zun tolerate him?"
Cao Yunping shook his head and said: "After all, it didn't happen, how can we hide it from the old man?"
Xiang Wang said: "Even so, Dao Zun may not support His Majesty. In fact, many people have never thought that his attitude towards His Majesty is actually more like a projection of Emperor Taizong. In other words, he likes Your Majesty because he likes His Majesty. Emperor Taizong's benevolent, wise and wise side, why can't he like me?"
Cao Yunping pointed at Xiang Wang's chubby stomach and said, "Don't tell me you have the good qualities of Emperor Taizong?"
Xiang Wang said solemnly: "Of course, dare to take risks like me, and have an extremely shameless demeanor, isn't it just the other side of Emperor Taizong?"
Cao Yunping held his stomach and laughed, but it didn't take long for the laughter to stop.
He looked at King Xiang and said very seriously: "I suddenly feel that what you said makes sense."
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The rebels entered Kyoto without any resistance, and there was indeed no pedestrian on the deserted streets, except that occasionally two or three wild cats raised their heads vigilantly from the garbage dump.
The number of defenders in Kyoto is very small, a total of more than 3,000 Habayashi troops and Orthodox cavalry have already retreated to two places, the Imperial Palace and the Li Palace. The soldiers who participated in the rebellion were naturally extremely loyal to the Prime Minister, and the number would not be too many. However, there were more than 13,000 cavalry, and they did not have much advantage in the face of the Habayashi Army and the State Church cavalry, let alone control the entire city. Kyoto.
The real chance of victory for the rebels lies in having the two sanctuary powerhouses Xiangwang and Cao Yunping.
The majestic imperial city is right in front of you, and the ginkgo trees that have begun to shed their leaves in advance are very conspicuous on the flat ground of Beixinqiao.
King Xiang and Cao Yunping stood in the yellow leaves all over the ground and looked at the palace, not paying attention to the powerful crossbows on the city wall.
Sensing a powerful aura in the palace, Cao Yunping frowned slightly and said, "Is this the imperial map?"
King Xiang also frowned, and said: "Lingyan Pavilion has been destroyed, I'm sure I sent the daytime fireworks to Xuelao City, then this should only be part of Huang Yutu."
Cao Yunping squinted his eyes like two slits on a big white steamed bun, and said, "It's a bit troublesome."
At this time, another very troublesome news came from the rebels.
King Xiang's face turned ugly, but Cao Yunping laughed.