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Chapter 73 Final Battle Three

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    On the first day of October, Datong fell.

    On October 23, Xuancheng was broken.

    At the end of October, Jingguan was broken.

    So far, in the north of the capital, there is no danger to defend, no towering city gates, a plain that can be seen at a glance.

    Geshe, the leader of Waqla, and Helianzhao's hundreds of thousands of troops confronted Gansu. Although Helianzhao died in the battle and the only remaining troops in Daqing fled in a hurry, Waqla suffered a lot.  Geshe thought they were a group of vulnerable mobs, but unexpectedly they were surprisingly tough in the duel.

    It was only then that Geshe realized that he had underestimated the people of Daqing. In that battle, he almost defeated 10,000 enemies and lost 8,000. If it wasn't for the last moment, He Lianzhao fell from his horse and was hacked to death by a Wagga warrior.  , I am afraid that he will have the idea of ??withdrawing troops.

    However, God still helped him.

    After the battle in Gansu, Geshe rested on the spot for a period of time, and carefully formulated a plan to attack again, because he knew that what awaited him ahead would be the overlapping Daqing checkpoints.

    Geshe Ulmu was thirty-six years old this year, and he was an unborn hero on the prairie. He helped Zhao Zhenshu raise private soldiers in the spring market, and he was driven by Zhao Zhenshu like a dog. He endured it for more than ten years.  In the middle of the year, he grew from a high-spirited youth to a city as deep as an ocean trench with his wolf-like perseverance and planning.

    Zhao Zhenshu used his skills and money, and was happy to raise a prairie wolf dog. He has been supporting him all these years and has given him countless money.

    Geshe didn't waste it, he still ate the dry noodles made by his mother-in-law every day, gnawed rough and unpalatable jerky like everyone else, and wore the herdsman's clothes full of fishy smell, and used the money to secretly open joints,  Give slaves and beauties to his enemies, and swallow them one by one.

    It took ten years to sweep across the entire grassland, reunifying the Wagga tribe that had been separated for hundreds of years. The northern wolf howled loudly, and then swung its claws and headed south.

    Geshe is not just for the wealth of Daqing, he didn't bring these tiger-wolf-like warriors south to grab a fortune and bring back a few beauties and forget it, what he coveted was the great rivers and mountains in the entire Central Plains.

    The ancients said that princes, generals and generals should have kindness¡ªsince the farmers farming in the mountains can say such things, why should these weak and flashy people from the Central Plains occupy such a beautiful place with green mountains and green waters for thousands of years?

    From the beginning to the end, there was only one goal for Geshe's march - the capital city.

    After the capital city is the Golden Luan Hall.

    However, the expected resistance was not encountered. The first battle in Gansu seemed to have broken the courage of the people of Daqing, and the journey south was surprisingly smooth. Many cities were almost destroyed by themselves, and the places where they barely resisted were only mediocre, which seemed extremely unbearable.  one strike.

    He figured it out¡ªthe people of Daqing have lived in a peaceful and prosperous age for hundreds of years, and even if their courage is barely mustered once, it is only covered with a layer of extremely fragile skin, which will shatter when the wind blows.

    Geshe almost became agitated, and this agitation became more and more intense as he approached the capital.  He seemed to see the legendary capital like a city in the sky crawling under his feet, stepping on a palace paved with gold, and making people all over the world come to worship him.

    On November 20th, finally, the soldiers came to the city.

    And at this moment in the capital, the dusty Golden Luan Palace welcomed the courtiers for the last time.  Wang Wuyukui, Eunuch Xi and others retreated to the corner. Standing beside He Lianyi were two people who had never seen their face before. One was Princess Jing'an dressed as a man, and the other was wearing a human skin mask and dressed as a girl.  Zhou Zishu, a middle-aged scribe.

    The civil and military officials stood in two rows, and He Lianyi asked someone to hang the dragon robe high on the main hall, like a shining golden totem. He was wearing thick armor, and the lines of his cheeks were sharp because of his thinness.  Straight into the hair, with a force no one has ever seen.

    The nine gates of the capital have 180,000 troops, and the generals have been assigned.

    "Feng Xiaoshu of Xuanwu Gate, He Yunxing of Chaoyang Gate"

    Finally, there is Chengwu Gate in the north¡ªninety-nine and eighty-one bluestones of three feet long and three feet wide are laid all the way to the outside of the city gate. The place where the bloody qi is the most sinister in the entire capital was killed by the fifteen-year-old Wuxi.  The place where the twenty-four dark witch assassins were facing the fangs of the Vagra people.

    Zhou Zishu held a volume of imperial decree in his hand, and read out word by word: "Cheng Wumen, I will guard it personally."

    Most of the people standing in this hall, this is the first time in their life to participate in this kind of military meeting before the march and confrontation, and I am afraid it will be the last time.  There are no more emperors, prime ministers, princes, or princesses here, only those who guard the city, those who hold knives, and those who are going to fight for their lives.

    "Half of the country has fallen, and there are no more important passes south of the capital. Now, I don't want toJing Qi continued: "The enemy has a few difficult points to deal with. Firstly, Geshe Ulmu can bear it, so he is not easy to be provoked, not easy to get anxious, and calm in front of the battle; secondly, the Waqla people  All of them are strong and strong, it is not enough to say, right now the soldiers in my city are excited, this is okay, if it lasts for a long time, I am afraid"

    He shook his head, frowning even tighter.

    He Lianyi slowly continued: "If I were Gexi, I would test the gates of each city, and I would definitely figure out the truth. Instead of wandering between the nine gates, it is better to guard one gate.  We can't bear the hard attack."

    Zhou Zishu asked: "Where does Your Majesty think he will attack hard?"

    He Lianyi paused, and then said: "If you only want to enter the capital, I will choose the Xuanwu Sect. Although Jing'an is the orphan of General Feng, she is a girl after all, or she has some skills, but hard work, I'm afraid it won't be enough.  A Wagga who is like a bull. If If you want to sit on the world"

    He Lianyi turned his head, looked at the smoke and dust and the dark sky in the distance, and murmured: "If he wants to dominate the world, he will definitely choose Cheng Wumen, and come and compete with me."

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