The Human Emperor

Chapter 547

"Go!"

Wang Chong stood next to two big trees and waved his hand.哗啦啦, a stone stirred up a thousand layers, originally only Wang Chong, Xu Anchun, Xu Shiping three open space, from near to far, before and after, dense and dense, like the sea, countless figures from the underground. Just a moment, like a big changer, thousands of people or holding weapons, or shaking the camouflage of the body, have stood up from the ground.

Farther away, densely dotted, dotted hills, more Annan security guards stood up from the ground.

——The judgment of Huoshu’s return to Tibet is not wrong. Wang Chong did prepare a large trap for him to drill, and it was also a large trap consisting of four or five thousand people, plus other roundabout cavalry and distant skimming. The post-election and bait are really enough for the fire tree to be hidden and drink a large pot.

But now, all of this is obviously not used.

"Through my command, I don't have to worry about the Uzbek people behind me. Everyone marches at full speed. We only have one day. After today, the fire tree belongs to Tibet and the Monash monks unite. The two sides will join forces and will definitely catch up with us at full speed. This time is our only opportunity. I have to get there before that."

"If we can't reach it, all of us are dead. That's our only life!"

Wang Chong looked at the generals who were gathering around and the voice was dignified.

The brief chase of the fire tree and the short-lived chasing of the Ust army has come to an end, but for Wang Chong, this war is far from over. However, this time the opponent is no longer the Uzbek iron ride led by the fire tree, but the Annan army guards himself.

Escape from the Lion City and break through the success, it just means getting a chance to survive. Behind the glory of the two Annan escorts, there are too many crises hidden. Without the cover of the Lion City, there was no cover for the night, and there was no torrential rain that was rare in the past ten years. In the plains, there was no natural danger to defend, and the big team could not face such a Mongolian-Urban coalition.

More importantly, there is no food in the southwest!

"Greedy!"

The war horses are long, and a group of people are heading for the heavy rain, going to the northeast at the fastest speed...

Since the war in the southwest, it has finally ushered in a peaceful night and the last peaceful night!

......

"Booming!"

A blind, thunder like a snake, passed through the dark clouds over the capital. However, unlike the rainstorm in the southwest, there is only thunder and no rain among the capital. Such thunders are called empty mines in folklore.

The weather like this has been going on for several days in the capital.

The southwest is endangered, the front line is about to fall, and in all directions, West Anhui, Anbei, Anxi, and Anton are also in a fierce battle, and the atmosphere is urgent. This situation has never been seen since the founding of the DPRK.

"Gao Gonggong, trouble you to get through, let your Majesty. Just say that the minister has something to see!"

The palace inner court, the taboo land, a square head big ear, fat, round and intimate, like the Maitreya's round neck, the big **** stood in front of the jade, in front of him, smashed the ground Minister of Civil and Military Affairs, as well as the head of the banned army.

"Gao Gonggong, trouble you to pass the Holy Emperor, the southwest is critical, our 200,000 banned army is willing to go southwest!

"Now the Quartet is in a hurry. There is no army available in a short time. It is the best way to call the ban. The father-in-law, everything is right!"

In front of the steps, a figure crouched on the ground, and the **** of the **** was the banned army commanding Zhao Fengchen.

The war in the southwest has been going on for a long time. The thousands of recruiting masters and mercenaries led by Wang Chong are like a bubble, disappearing into the south, without a little bit of embarrassment. In the eyes of many people, his ending is no longer known. Thousands of people are simply paying for the situation in the southwest.

Without a huge army, if you want to fight against more than 500,000 Mongolian-Urban coalition forces, it is tantamount to hitting the stone with eggs. Therefore, the ending of Wang Chong and others is actually known from the beginning. Despite admiring his courage, it is not a wise move. In the end, it is still necessary to rely on the army of the court.

"Hehehe, Zhao Tonglian will not say this confused words any more, 200,000 banned troops south, who will guard the capital. Once the foreign iron rides a raid, are you going to place the Holy Emperor under the alien iron hoof? Heaven, don't worry about this, but we are the courtiers, will there be a face to live in the world?"

Jin Yuan’s round neck **** smiled slightly.

In the inner court of the palace, the surname is high, and at the same time, it can be so awed by the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs and the banned army. Only the most intimate internal supervisor of the Holy Emperor, Gao Lishi, Gao Gonggong. Among the inner courts, regardless of the young and old, the eunuchs, the eunuchs, and all the surnames are high, all of them change their surnames.

Therefore, the palace inner court, can be surnamed high, respected the "high office" is such a person.

Gao surnamed a pulse, serving the three generations of emperors, has always been known as "loyalty." The status in the Tang and the palace, the status is transcendent, far from being comparable to the average minister.

"Gao Gonggong said that we are confused. But the father-in-law, the time is not waiting for people! If the Annan army is completely annihilated, the southwestern people are nearly a million people, and the Mongolian and Ukrainian coalition forces are going north, and will still go straight to the capital. Ah! Our natural enemies who are the courtiers are naturally to refuse to go outside the country. If the foreign army is to be placed under the court, what is the name of the courtiers will be alive!--This time, the two kings of Uszang are rushing out. what!"

Next to Zhao Fengchen, the old and rare, the hairy white old section of the history of Cao sigh.

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Datang is on all sides, and the military, cadres, and households are all dispatched. They want to do everything they can to recruit the army. But this is time-consuming and laborious. If you want to fight against the 500,000 Mongolian-Urban coalition, whether it is food or weapons, War horses are not a small number, and these are not completed in a short time.

War has always been a system, not just a matter of mobilizing the military.

Just now, time is waiting for people. Every day there is a bad news coming from the south. The situation of the empire also allowed the capital to go to the minister, down to the people, and the hearts of the people. The current Datang is experiencing the turmoil it has never had before. As long as it is the Tang people, there is no worry about it if you hold a patriotism with a fist.

Now, in the hall, every day, we are discussing countermeasures, and the debate continues every moment. Want to enter the deep palace, meet the minister of the Holy Emperor. But everyone was blocked.

In this crisis that affected the entire Tang Dynasty, as the most supreme existence of Datang, the attitude of the Holy Emperor has been kept as far as it is now. No one knows what the Holy Emperor thinks. The Holy Emperor has not shown his attitude until now, and has not made any decision.

"Duan Yushi!"

When you hear the old imperial history, Gao Gonggong can't help but sigh:

"You know the heart of a fist, but your majesty is resting, and you have been told that no one can bother, and I have no choice."

A group of people suddenly looked at each other, and this remark has already used the soldiers to block a lot of people.

"Grand father, what is your attitude? What is going on here? Your mother has never been like this before!"

The old imperial history suddenly looked up and looked like a knife.

Today, the Holy Emperor is hailed as the most enterprising in the history of the Middle Kingdom, and is also the emperor of the great ambition. His talents, the killing of the decisive, the arbitrariness, and the insight of the autumn, make Datang in his generation, sweeping the sage, reaching an unprecedented prosperity.

The former Emperor, the male is very handsome, no matter what, he has a well-thought-out, he does not need to go to court, he already knows how to do it. All resolutions can make everyone convinced. But now, the southwest is already a raging war, Annan is defending the army, Li Zhengji is ambushed, the soldiers are defeated, the southeast and northwest, all the guards have been attacked, but the Holy Emperor has never moved. This situation has never been before. happened before!

As an old censor who has served two generations of kings, Duan Cao is not willing to see this happening.

"Hey, old censor, don't you already know that thing?"

"what!"

When I heard this sentence, the old imperial history trembled and seemed to think of something. One of his lips, just wanted to say something, but was raised by Gao Gonggong and raised his hand and pressed down.

"Let's let him go in the past. This thing, you know what I know, that's okay. As for the southwest...you don't have to worry about it. Your own opinion. If you don't show your attitude, it doesn't mean you don't pay attention to the southwest. The situation. The old censor, you have served the sire for so many years, will not understand this?"

Duan Cao’s body trembled, but the whole person was relieved. In any case, as long as you have a long-term agreement, then it is the best result. This is also the biggest gain of this.

"I understand, thank you father-in-law! General Zhao, let's go!"

Duan Cao pulled up Zhao Xiaochen, who was still confused, and quickly left the court.

The breeze blew, sweeping under the porch, shaking the root of the clear bell.

Gao Gonggong's two hands were in the sleeves, his mouth was smiling, and Duan Cao and others disappeared into the distance. After a while, when the pedestrian disappeared, the smile of Gao Gonggong’s mouth slowly converges. Hey, the long sigh in his heart, the anxiety grows like a cloud, and Gao Gonggong quickly enters the temple.

The golden enamel layers are stacked, and the golden dragon above is like a living, as if you want to vibrate.

In the depths of the hustle and bustle, the most noble figure in the heavens and the earth stands there. Although nothing is done, just sitting there in the hustle and bustle, but there is a breath that is above the heavens and the earth, like the same deity. Awe-inspiring gods are average.

Just don't know why, the huge, transcendental atmosphere of all the powerful in the world fell into the eyes of Gaogonggong, but it felt a hint of weakness. But soon, Gao Gonggong put this thought into his mind. Regardless of whether the Majesty is a high emperor or the emperor, in his heart, he will always be the most respected, admired and most loved existence of the world.

"Your Majesty, Southwest, do we really do nothing?"

There was no one around, and Gao Gonggong suddenly slammed his body and bowed down with respect and respect. The sound of the knee and the ground slammed in the entire hall, and it was silent.

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