After raising the emperor, he always wanted to marry me

The capital of Lanzhu, Fahrenheit City.

The vermilion temple is resplendent and magnificent.

The guarding soldiers held golden spears in their hands and stood guarding the door solemnly.

"Respected Narayantian, your believer Samadhara hereby sincerely prays to you, hoping that you can display your power of justice so that the despicable, cruel and tyrannical Zhou people will be punished as he should. Dear Luo Yantian, please bless me, bless this land, and let those damn poisonous insects disappear in this land as soon as possible." The old man with white beard and sunken eyes held the golden bowl devoutly, and used the precious Milk scrubbed the body of the statue with a kind face and golden body and six arms, and then knelt in front of the statue and kissed the instep of the statue.

This pious old man is the king of Lanzhu, Samadhara.

Eighty years ago, Lanzhu was still a land of small countries, raging wars and constant civil strife.

His father, Chandala I, was originally the king of the small country of Magadha.

Later, his father unified all the city-states on this land by virtue of his powerful force and worship of the true god, and owned a large area of ​​land and wealth.

Naval battles, land battles, they were all the most powerful kings in the yellow sand desert.

Because they have both powerful weapons and the support of the gods, their belief in the blessings of the gods makes it easy for them to win the blind worship and support of the people.

Until the arrival of the damn Zhou army, Samadhara felt that Lanzhu was the center of the whole land, and even the master of all things.

According to their previous envoys to the Great Zhou, the Great Zhou was just an ignorant and uncivilized kingdom.People rarely enshrine god statues in their homes, so how could they be protected by the gods?

Before the start of this war, Samadhara didn't pay attention to the frightening masters of the Great Zhou Dynasty who were rumored to be rumored.

The year before last, they also spent [-] boxes of gold coins to purchase two batches of firearms in Dazhou.And it was also modified by domestic skilled craftsmen, which greatly improved the power of those firearms.

Who would have thought that the firearms brought by the Zhou army this time were completely unheard of and unseen by him.

Those cannons taller than houses can easily destroy the city walls they built, and fire spears sharper than feather arrows can burn their army's food and grass in an instant and cut off the army's retreat.The most terrifying thing is that the huge ships that outflank the waterway are like palaces on the water, completely suppressing Lanzhu's waterway with the momentum of reclamation.Samadhara never imagined why Dazhou still had cannons that could be fired from underwater, and even firearms that could blast open the city gate without the need for a cannon barrel.

Da Zhou's army divided into two groups and outflanked the border crossing, beating his defenders to the point where they were almost powerless to parry.Even if he withdrew all the main forces fighting on the Dashi border back to the territory, it would not be able to restore the current decline.

In just three or four months, the Great Zhou King Division has successively invaded and occupied more than forty city-states. If there were no tributaries of several large rivers in the territory to stop them, this army would surely be able to invade the capital Huashi within a year.

However, the most worrying thing is that when the king of the Great Zhou Dynasty further captured the city, many small city lords in various city-states announced uprisings and no longer accepted the rule of his dynasty.The imperial power of the dynasty once unified by his father became fragmented and fell apart in his hands.

After exiting the temple, Samadhara still frowned, walking barefoot on the steps repaired by gold bricks, anyone could see that he was very preoccupied at this time.

"Father, is your prayer going well today? Why are you still frowning like this?" A middle-aged man in a white robe with a collar and covered in gold and silver clasped his palms at Samadhara with an earnest expression on his face. Looking at the worried old father in front of him.

"Of course it's because of the current war that killed my child." Samadhara touched the top of his eldest son Daviro's head: "Your younger brother led an army of 12 white elephants to quell the uprising and block the Zhou army. It’s been almost a month, and I haven’t even seen him send anyone back with any news. I sincerely pray that Luo Yantian can bless your brother with a smooth battle. If he loses this battle, then my dynasty’s foundation will also be in jeopardy. "

"Father, don't worry, Aga is the best general in Lanzhu. Before he set out for the battle, he was blessed by God of War in the temple. I believe he will be able to return triumphantly." Holding his father's arm, he walked from the golden steps of the temple to the elephant and lion guards of honor waiting outside the temple.

"I hope, I hope the God of War can bless my child." Samadhara stepped on the backs of two slaves and stepped on the back of the elephant, leaning on the velvet seat made of pure gold, and walked towards the palace .

***

Zaisheng two years, the beginning of October.

A total of 30 troops led by the Great Zhou King Division led by Han Mochu and the Linjiang Navy that landed at sea formally joined forces in Moye City, located on the banks of the holy river.

More than [-] miles to the north, this plain borders the border of the Great Zhou. It can be attacked or defended. This also means that after this battle, the soldiers of the Royal Division finally have a chance to recuperate.

The expedition was protracted, and even the elite troops after such a long journey needed to be repaired.

After settling in, the coach Han Mochu dispatched [-] experienced little flag officers to look for Gu Xiu's team with the azimuth map drawn by himself, and told him that the king's division would stay at this location and establish a king's division here in Lanzhu. temporary base camp.

Han Mochu will divide the main force of the entire Wangshi into five parts, which are located in the city-states on the other side of the holy river.

Lanzhu, which has entered the winter, has lost its previous dryness and heat, but the frequent rainfall has caused the air to be humid and the rain to pour back.

The commander's barracks needs to be lit with pine charcoal for dehumidification all the time, otherwise the battle maps drawn with ink and the organized military newspapers will be invaded by rain, causing the ink to be difficult to read clearly.

On the sixth day when Wang Shi's army set up camp, it was another night of heavy rain.

The head coach, Han Mochu, was discussing with the [-] third-rank generals headed by the Yun family army in the tent about the deployment of troops for the next few big city-states, and the timing of the army crossing the holy river and attacking Lanzhu king's capital Fahrenheit City. .

At noon today, Han Mochu sent his confidant, General Xiong Hu, with a penetration team of 5000 people to set up a patrol post [-] miles away from the camp, in order to strengthen the defense of this temporary base camp.When the watchtower of the patrol post is set up the next day and the troops are deployed, the vanguard can be dispatched to cross the river first and capture the city of Ruiji on the other side of the river.

The night was getting darker, and the rainstorm outside the tent showed no sign of stopping. Seeing that it was getting late, Han Mochu was about to put these generals back into their respective tents to rest.

Suddenly, the sound of rain was heard outside the tent, and a damp wind swept in. A soldier drenched in heavy rain rushed in from outside the tent, knelt on one knee with his hands clasped, and said, "Master Tai Tu, Xiong Hu Something happened to the general!"

Han Mochu frowned, and he didn't care about letting the attendants around him walk straight into the rainstorm with the epee on his waist under the umbrella.

With the faint light of the oil-paper lantern, Han Mochu saw a scene that he did not expect.

The tall and strong general Xionghu was bound tightly from head to toe by five or six iron chains two fingers thick, and he wrote cotton cloth to prevent biting his tongue. He was surrounded by ten young soldiers with sharp hands and feet. Holding the end of an iron chain, he squeezed this powerful and invincible general into the crowd. Even so, Xiong Hu was still struggling and trembling, roaring like a bear roaring in the rainstorm.

At first, Han Mochu thought that what the young general said about Xiong Hu's accident was nothing more than wounded, killed in battle, or captured by the enemy. Who would have thought that it would be like this.

"What happened in front of your army? Why did you tie General Xiong Hu back?"

"Back to Taifu Han, General Xiong Hu, he doesn't know why, he suddenly went crazy!" The left-wing lieutenant who accompanied Xiong Hu to the expedition wiped the blood from his face, fell to his knees in the rainstorm, raised his eyebrows and told Han Mochu that General Xiong Hu went crazy the whole process.

This afternoon, before the torrential rain fell.

General Xionghu took the team to the designated location to cover the patrol checkpoint.

Before the patrol checkpoint was completed, they encountered the vanguard of the elephant army led by the second prince of Lan Zhu, Ajia.

Originally, the two sides were fighting fiercely on the plain. Although the opponent had a large number of people, Da Zhou's army had always been well-armed and was always good at defeating the many with the few.

Unexpectedly, when the battle was not over, it was raining heavily, and the light firearms carried by the team couldn't help the heavy rain, and there were cases of jamming and misfiring.

Just when the well-trained Wang Shi army changed its defensive formation and prepared to replace cold weapons, the general Xiong Hu who was in charge of the team suddenly went berserk.Standing in the heavy rain with his own nine-ringed broadsword, chopping and slashing, dozens of people besieged at the same time without being able to get close, and the team's formation was also dispersed.

Fortunately, the two lieutenants on the left and right of the accompanying army had led the army. They first found the right time to knock out the big knife in Xiong Hu's hand, and then quickly completed the formation adjustment, improving the attack to defend, retreating while fighting, and retreating in a row Twelve miles behind the observation deck.

At this time, the wind was heavy and the rain was rushing, and the White Elephant Army did not chase after them.

The team that had no pursuers finally settled down reluctantly, tied Xiong Hu with iron chains, and escorted them all the way back.

In this battle, a team of 5000 people returned to defense with less than 2000 people, which is considered to be the battle with the most casualties in this battle.

When Han Mochu heard this, his heart suddenly tightened. These living soldiers were ruined just like that.If Gu Xiu was here, how would he feel distressed?

"Teacher Han, the last general didn't dare to beg for mercy this time, it's just that General Xiong is so crazy, please make a decision as soon as possible!" Deputy General Zuo Wing said eagerly.

"I know." Han Mochu quickly restrained his embarrassment about the number of dead people, and the most urgent task now is to see if Xiong Hu can wake up.

He contemplated for a moment, and suddenly became enlightened.

Many years ago, Mr. Yi Ji once told him that a person who suddenly went mad was slapped awake by his always strict father-in-law.

The situation is critical, so he can only follow suit.

"Xiong Tianba! Open your eyes and see who I am!" Han Mochu stood in front of Xiong Hu and yelled sharply. He grabbed the outer edge of Xiong Hu's armor with one hand, raised his left hand, and slapped Xiong Hu hard. The tiger's beard stubbled his side face, the water drops from the slap and the sharp crisp sound really calmed down the trembling Xionghu.

Xionghu with a soft cloth in his mouth raised his head and called vaguely: "Han...Han Taifu..." Lan Mu

This is the loyalty imprinted in the bones and blood of soldiers like Xiong Hu. The only person who can restore his mind after losing his mind is his coach.

Han Mochu heaved a sigh of relief, patted Xiong Hu's chest and said, "Okay, General Fu Xiong went back to the tent to rest, and asked Military Doctor Pei to check his pulse."

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