The end of the world begins with the king

Chapter 730 What is the world to me!
On the opposite side of the bodyguard division, the Imperial Imperial Army was pushed back by more than 200 meters under the advantage of its own huge force.

It took only twenty minutes before and after, and their defeat was unstoppable.

More than 5000 soldiers of the guards department directly chased the imperial guards in front of them, and the supervisor team of the Jinwu Guard couldn't stop the defeat, and even the supervisor team began to flee.

If he didn't run away, he would either be trampled to death by the rebel army, or Ming Da would be hacked to death by the Yong army.

No one wants to die, and the legs grow on him, so he ran away naturally.

The Forbidden Army in front of the Guard Division only accounts for one-tenth of the entire army formation, but it is the most important part.

This place was defeated, causing a gap in the imperial army's defense, and the Yong army who were still crossing the river naturally rushed here.

The number of Yong troops who crossed the river this time was only 20, but they were not at all afraid of facing the [-] imperial army.

"Brothers of No. 18 Wei, it's time to make contributions, move forward..." Commander Liu Shan issued an order.

The predecessor of No.18 Guard was Shenwu Left Guard of the Forbidden Army.

Under Liu Shan's call, these soldiers had a high fighting spirit, which was far from what they had been in the court before.

After returning to Prince Yong's Mansion, their living conditions have been improved. The most important thing is that they have hope for life, which can naturally stimulate their will to fight.

What's more, the most difficult hurdle right now has been carried by the bodyguard department, and they are just fighting with the wind.

At this moment, a soldier in front shouted: "The banner in front is... Jinwu Zuowei!"

The left and right guards and the left and right Jinwu guards are the most trusted troops of the emperor, and are called the upper four guards by the outside world.

Although they are both members of the imperial guards, as members of the upper four guards, the Jinwu Guards have always looked down on other comrades.

In front of the army formation, a thousand households shouted: "His grandma's Jinwu Guards wanted to beat them up before, and today they finally got their chance!"

"Brothers, beat them!"

"Defeat them!" Qianhu shouted, causing the soldiers below to echo loudly.

Seeing the high fighting spirit of his subordinates, Liu Shan in the rear held the "trumpet", and then cheered up: "Brothers, defeat these people in the imperial court, and good days are coming!"

"His Royal Highness King Yong, long live..."

People like Shenwuwei have been shouting the slogan of Long Live King Yong recently.

Although it wasn't long before he surrendered to the palace, all the soldiers believed in the bottom of their hearts after witnessing the miracle that night that King Yong was sent by heaven to end the troubled times.

Therefore, they easily integrated into the palace, and felt the weight of "Long live King Yong".

"His Royal Highness King Yong, long live..."

The slogan is highly condensed and has extremely high explosive power, which also makes the fighting spirit of the soldiers reach the peak.

Full of the belief of winning, they rushed towards Jinwu Zuowei with weapons.

A month ago, if it was a head-on confrontation, people like Shenwuwei might not be able to beat Jinwuwei.

But today, seeing the Shenwuwei people rushing forward like wolves and tigers, the left guard of Jinwu couldn't hold back for even two minutes.

The rout happened, just like the main force of the official army in front of the Guards Division.

Immediately afterwards, it was a simple chase to the north and defeat the second batch of formations formed by the rout soldiers.

It had to be said that Lu Liqing had two talents.

He predicted that the leading army might be defeated, so he set up the second and third lines of defense, so that the fleeing soldiers could be gathered up as soon as possible, and then continue to block the advancing Yong army.

On the other side, Zhao Yanxun and the three vassals had already docked in a boat.

The war on the river bank was over, and the smell of blood permeated the air, as well as the corpses all over the ground, all telling the cruelty of war.

The river was rushing, and the sound of fighting could be vaguely heard from the front, which meant that the cruel war was still going on.

On the Jishui River, hundreds of boats were still running non-stop, sending the Yong army who had not crossed the river from the other side of the river.

The war has lasted for nearly an hour, and the cavalry are already crossing the river.

As soon as he got off the boat, Zhao Yanxun stepped on the sandy beach, leaving footprints with every step he took, blending with the existing messy footprints.

Surrounding him were the subordinates of Zhang Meng and Hu Dabiao. Hundreds of people walked within 50 meters to ensure the safety of Zhao Yanxun and the others.

Zhao Yanxun walked in front alone, and behind him were three feudal lords.

Looking at Zhao Yanxun's back, the three of Zhao Yanyuan knew that the overall situation was truly settled now.

There is no doubt that they only need to take the capital next, and the rebellion will be done.

"I have to think about it tonight, how to write the memorial to persuade Jin, this matter has to be done!" Zhao Yanyuan thought to himself.

At this moment, Zhao Yansong said: "Ninth brother, today's victory has already settled the overall situation, and my brother congratulates you!"

Stopping, Zhao Yanxun turned around, behind him were more corpses, and the ground stained red with blood.

Seeing this scene, the three feudal lords almost at the same time thought of the phrase "one will succeed and all will die".

I read it before when I was studying, but I didn't know the weight of this sentence.

Now that I have seen and felt it with my own eyes, I know the horror of war.

In fact, Zhao Yanxun also has the same mood at the moment.

Victory in this battle was a matter of course, so he couldn't say how happy he was at the moment.

The death brought about by the war made him feel particularly heavy.

Prospering people suffer and dying people suffer, no matter which side of the ruling group wins, it is always the people at the bottom who suffer and suffer.

Hearing Zhao Yansong's congratulations, Zhao Yanxun couldn't help asking: "Where does the joy come from?"

You are going to be emperor, isn't this a happy event?Zhao Yansong thought in his heart.

But seeing Zhao Yanxun's serious expression, he knew it was not appropriate to answer like this.

"Brother Nine is under the mandate of heaven, and the country is in trouble. Now that the traitors are gone, the destiny is on the right track, and the court will have a Holy Master. Isn't this a happy event?"

After saying such words, Zhao Yansong thought to himself that he was witty, which sounded much better than a successful rebellion.

Zhao Yanxun just smiled, then turned around and continued walking towards the hillside ahead.

The closer one gets to the top of one's strength, the harder it is to hear the truth, even among brothers.

Everyone around him regards Zhao Yanxun as a god, and Zhao Yanxun is tired of listening to flattery.

He was really tired of listening to it, so that since the beginning of the war, he has never said what was in his heart, which means that he has no emotional communication.

The heights are so cold!
Walking along the blood-stained road, Zhao Yanxun understood the second sentence.

In his previous life, he was just an ordinary social animal, and it has only been three years since he traveled through time. With the help of the system, he created this foundation.

Everything seemed to come too easily, how could he bear it all.

Going up the hillside, the field of vision here is wider, so that you can see seven or eight miles away, and the battle there is still going on.

Sighing, Zhao Yanxun murmured: "I'm a commoner from Shannan, what will the world do to me!"

In Zhao Yanxun's previous life, he was born and worked in Shu, which happened to correspond to Shannan County in this life, so he had this emotion.

Of course, although he was lamenting that all this was not true, Zhao Yanxun felt somewhat complacent in his heart, this was indeed his foundation.

To put it simply, he is hypocritical now!
But at the foot of the hill, everyone saw him standing alone on a high place, with his hands behind his back, looking down on the world, proud of the ancient and modern majestic posture.

At this moment, Wang Shiwei and some officials also crossed the river by boat, and rushed over with the guards.

At such an important moment, these people wanted to be witnesses of the times, so they all rushed over.

Standing with several vassal kings, looking at the figure on the hillside, Wang Shiwei said with emotion: "Everyone, it took nearly two years for Emperor Taizong Jingnan to start the army and succeed!"

"It's been less than three months since His Highness raised his troops, and he's about to point his sword at the capital. It can be seen that His Highness has already surpassed Taizong!"

All the ministers nodded one after another, and then someone said: "Your Highness must be the hero after Taizong, who has surpassed the past and the present!"

Hearing these flattering words from the civil servants, Zhao Yanyuan and the others suddenly felt that their flattering skills should be strengthened.

Of course, the three of them also very much agree with the words of these civil servants.

The man on the hillside really deserves the praise.

(End of this chapter)