surnamed Wang

In the blink of an eye, half a month has passed. The King of Wu marched from Zhutisi to Zhongdusi, and attacked the three prefectures of Shizhou, Pianzhou, and Xiangfan. More than [-] troops marched northward in a mighty manner, and finally encountered an interception a hundred miles west of Anyang Prefecture. .

What came this time was not a local garrison, but 30 garrison troops drawn from the entire dynasty. Except for some strategic locations in the north and northwest, the court sent all the troops it could use.

Wang Zhaoqi listened to Liu Baoqing's suggestion and personally led the troops. He was wearing a gold-plated and silver-plated armor with dragon patterns, which showed his wealth. Unfortunately, his body was thin. Even though the armor was made to measure, he still looked a little petty, even worse than some generals. Women from aristocratic families are not as good as that.

As if they had made an agreement, the uncle and nephew drove their horses toward the middle of the two armies at the same time. When they were five steps apart, they stopped.

The two stood together, the contrast becoming more and more obvious.

Wang Zhaoqi rides a sweat-blooded horse. Compared with the little-known black horse under Wang Siheng's lap, the sweat-blooded horse has a better pedigree, but it lacks the wildness of fighting on the battlefield. At first glance, it is fed with fine grass all year round. Hey, pamper yourself.

Hunting on the royal ranch is fine on weekdays, but once on the battlefield with tens of millions of people, the momentum is obviously not enough.

The sweaty horse scratched its hooves restlessly and did not dare to look at the black horse. Wang Zhaoqi frowned slightly, pulled the reins, looked at King Wu and said:
"The emperor's uncle really wants to seize the throne from his nephew?"

"It's not that I want to take it away, but that you are not suitable to be an emperor at all."

"Oh, when did the Emperor's uncle learn these high-sounding words?"

Wang Zhaoqi made no secret of his sarcasm, but Wang Siheng didn't take it seriously, and said with his usual expression:
"The government of the dynasty has been controlled by the Queen Mother for ten years. When a woman is in power, it is inevitable for a woman to be kind. It is not that I look down on her. If she is not capable, she will not be able to win the favor among the three nobles, nine concubines and twelve concubines of the former emperor.

But after all, the Queen Mother's skills are just a little girl's tricks to please men. Even if she gets rid of the big birdcage in the harem, she is still a canary, and she can't transform into a real dragon even if she flies into the clouds.

She wanted to be like the female emperor Wan Yue, but she didn't have the ambition and courage. In the end, she only learned to feed her face, which made the harem a mess.

After His Majesty seized power, I was really surprised for a while, thinking that Your Majesty would be a wise king, but I didn't want to be like the Queen Mother, who was more ruthless than the Queen Mother. As soon as she gained power, she couldn't help but attack her benefactors. She tolerated the bullying of the Yelu clan in the north. If you retreat, you will completely disgrace the ancestors of my Wang family. "

Wang Siheng said a lot in one breath, and finally showed a sarcastic smile. Wang Zhaoqi was poked in a painful spot and became angry and said:

"Uncle Huang insists on going his own way, aren't you afraid of hurting others?"

"I can give up Liu Muqing, let alone others?"

King Wu's face was gloomy, with a cruel smile on his lips. It wasn't that he couldn't save Liu Muqing, but that he couldn't.

The Wolf Guard's manpower is limited, and rescuing Liu Muqing is the limit. The rest of the generals and their families can only be implicated to death.

If Liu Muqing lives alone, the generals will feel chilled. Only if Liu Muqing follows him to death will they share the same hatred and risk their lives to overthrow Wang Zhaoqi's rule.

Throughout the ages, counselors have always involved themselves in the situation, and King Wu has included himself in this plan. In this regard, Guan Changsheng is especially inferior.

Wang Zhaoqi stared blankly at his uncle. How could he fight against a prince who was so cruel to him? The trump card that he was so proud of was not worth mentioning in front of his opponent.

After a long time, the young emperor suddenly smiled and said:

"The emperor is very scheming. In this battle, my nephew will most likely be defeated, but even if I die, I will leave a big gift for my uncle!"

After the young man finished speaking, he left with a smile.

……

The two armies opened up their posture, and the old, weak, women and children were the first to be pushed to the center of the battlefield. There were nearly a hundred of them in total. They were undoubtedly the family members of the generals.

Although they were mentally prepared, many people were still red-eyed when they saw this scene. Some generals whose parents were still alive immediately dismounted and knelt down in front of the formation, kowtowing to their parents in the distance. "I will give you one more chance to abandon the dark side and turn to the bright side, and let the past go. Otherwise, your family will be punished as treason."

Steel swords and spears were pressed against the backs of hundreds of people, and some generals could not help but struggle.

At this moment, a loud voice came from behind:
"Without the prince, the Ji family would not be what it is today. Zong'er and Liniang, do you remember what I told you?"

A mother and son in the crowd raised their heads and saw Ji Hong sitting on a horse in the distance. Their eyes immediately became firm. After looking at each other, they resolutely bumped back.

There were two muffled sounds of "Puff", blood spurted out, and Ji Hong's wife and children died in front of the battle in full view of the public.

Everyone present was moved. Even King Wu, who had anticipated this day, twitched his eyes, and an unknown murderous aura burst out from his body.

He was kind to the Ji family. Without his help, Ji Hong would have become a frozen corpse under the bridge in winter, and there would be no way he could achieve what he has today.

But even so, the lives of mother and son were still too heavy, so heavy that no high-ranking official or generous salary could repay it.

The death of Ji's mother and son seemed to be a signal. The generals bowed to the front, got up and mounted their horses with red eyes, or took out their bows and arrows, aiming at the family members in the crowd.

Seeing this scene, Wang Zhaoqi knew that the situation had been decided, and he issued the order of "kill without mercy" without expression.

In an instant, blood spattered, and the two armies faced each other, but the civilians were the first to die.

……

War drums thundered, and 50 troops fought on the vast plains.

The battle order was quickly issued, and Wang Yijing's number of troops increased from [-] to [-]. Even so, he was still able to do so with ease.

The battle lasted for three days and three nights, with blood staining the Si River throughout Zhongzhou red.

In the camp at the rear, Wang Yijing looked tired and his eyes were bloodshot. The situation on the sand table in front of him changed again and again. The messengers had lost count of their horses to death from exhaustion.

The battlefield was changing rapidly, and human life was just a cold number in the end. With more than a dozen generals and military advisors from the camp staying up all night to arrange troops, finally at dawn on the fourth day, King Wu's side won a tragic victory.

"Sijiang is in the belly of the earth. You get up early in the morning and arrive in Taihang in the evening." This is the origin of Wang Siheng's name.

The battle in Sijiang seems to be his destiny, and it is also destined to be written into the history books.

This was the largest battle in the history of the dynasty. It devoted the entire country's efforts and consumed the dynasty's treasury for more than ten years. During this period, more than half of the people were killed or injured. Corpses piled up like mountains, and blood seeped into the soil several feet. Even in the following ten years, every night in the middle of the night , there will be sounds of weapons clashing and shouts of killing.

The cost of this battle was once higher than the cost of dealing with the surrounding countries in the past few decades. However, the royal struggle for power has always been unreasonable. The throne is piled up with bones. Relatives that others regard as treasures are nothing more than the same in the eyes of those in power. Ant's tools.

Wang Yijing was born a prince and grandson, and he was shaken when he saw Chengshan's corpse. Is it really worth it for him to drag so many people into the water for revenge?
The sentimentality did not last long. When he saw Wang Zhaoqi being kidnapped by Wuhua Da, his expression immediately turned ferocious.

"So many people have died, it's time to kill an emperor to add to the fun."

Wang Yijing drew out the sword from his waist and walked step by step towards the young man who had become a prisoner from the emperor.

... (end of this chapter)