The emperor's favorite gentleman is enchanting

Chapter 327 The Grand Finale (5)
In the 29th year of Tiansheng, on Zhongxia 23rd, Fengqing's commander Zhaoming Shizi led [-] elite soldiers, and raided the main tent of the coalition army in the middle of the night, winning a big victory.

In the 29th year of Tiansheng, on the 29th day of Zhongxia, the cloud rose and the rain fell and attacked Pizhou. The right-wing army cut in from the rear and fought in Changpu Mountain. The Changpu Mountain was steep and rocky and deep. with.In this battle, both sides suffered heavy losses, and it was known as the Pizhou Incident in history.

In the 29th year of Tiansheng, on the third day of Jixia, clouds rose and rain fell, and millions of lions crossed the Caspian Sea and entered Yurong Pass with a clear wind. Three days later, Yurong Pass fell.

In the 29th year of Tiansheng, on the seventh day of Jixia, the Three Kingdoms fought against Jinzhou. Fengqing lost [-] soldiers and Jinzhou fell.

In the 29th year of Tiansheng, on the [-]th day of Jixia, Qinjiang fell, the main army retreated to three cities, the remaining troops were wiped out, and Prince Zhaoming was captured.

The two armies confront each other, one against two, Fengqing's army retreats step by step, Fengqing is in danger.

An urgent border report came from Prince Zhong's mansion.

"My lord, something is wrong." The old housekeeper staggered, one leg was weak, and knelt in the hall, "My lord, something happened."

Prince Zhong jumped out of the chair, his face flushed with panic, "Where did the Southern Manzi and the Northern Manzi fight? Did they take our country's city again?"

The old butler was trembling and sweating profusely: "Qinjiang has fallen, and the prince has been captured." After a pause, he shouted in pain, "He was captured alive."

When the loyal old prince heard this, his body trembled and he fell straight backward.

The old housekeeper exclaimed: "My lord!" He quickly stepped forward to support the crumbling body of the loyal old lord.

Prince Zhong sat weakly on the chair: "The commander is captured, and the left-wing army guards the imperial city, how can there be a large army to rescue him?" Sneered, sighed bitterly, so sad, "Who else can save my Feng Ge'er."

The old butler wiped away his tears and suddenly thought: "My lord, there is one more person."

Prince Zhong immediately raised his eyes: "Who?"

"The guzheng general who guards the southern frontier."

After hearing this, the old prince was thoughtful, frowned for a long time, and sent an order: "Send an urgent report to the border."

The border of the desert borders Fengqing and southern Xinjiang. General Fengqing Guzheng leads 20 troops to guard this place.

At that time, the first-class general was deployed here, and he was promoted and surrendered secretly. This guard lasted for more than a year.

There is only the endless grassland here, I am afraid that the beacon fire of Fengqing has already started a prairie fire.She looked at the distant, windy direction.

Outside the tent, Deputy General Jin hurried over: "General, Prince Feng Qingzhong's residence is here to report."

The eyes that looked into the distance suddenly became confused, and she only said one word: "Say." So impatient.

"Qinjiang fell, Prince Zhaoming was taken prisoner." His tone sank, and Deputy General Jin said, "Feng Qing is in danger."

Prince Zhaoming was captured...

One sentence disrupted Guzheng's calmness, she turned around abruptly, her handsome face was roughened by the yellow sand, without hesitation, she said: "Send troops."

Those people and things that were thought to be dusty, broke out without warning, rampant and menacing, she lost her mind before she had time to think.

It turns out that those who never forget, are still obsessed.

"General!" Deputy General Jin stopped him in a deep voice, "The coalition forces of the two countries, the iron guards can't come out, Fengqing is defeated, even reinforcements won't help, the general is willing to let the soldiers of the general's mansion go to die?"

The 20 troops at the pass here are personal soldiers brought out by Guzheng. If she is not willing, even if it is the order of Emperor Fengqing, she will not be able to invite soldiers from the General's Mansion.

Guzheng only said: "To die for the country is to die well."

To die for the country... She laughed from the bottom of her heart.

But Zhaoming, she is willing to let her personal soldiers die under such a guise.What should I do, I can't help but worry.

Vice General Jin was not convinced, and looked at each other: "Did the general forget that it was Feng Qing who abandoned you first." Everyone can see that Feng Qing abandoned the General's Mansion back then.

She can't control Feng Qing, she can't control the 20 army, she just wants to control a person's life and death.

Guzheng just smiled wryly, and had nothing to say, but his attitude did not ease at all, and he paused every word: "Send troops." With a cold tone that could not be questioned, Guzheng said, "Violators will be dealt with by military law."

Vice General Jin hesitated, and finally replied: "The last general's order!"

The wind at the border made the tent roar, outside, the yellow sand was all over the sky, Guzheng opened the curtain, Ren Fengsha was blinded by the wind and sand: "After all, I can't escape." She looked into the distance and whispered softly, "Zhaoming, wait for me."

Feng Qing, at this time the battle is raging.

The commander was captured, the three armies had no generals, the clouds rose and the rain fell like a broken bamboo, and they were getting closer to Fengqing Imperial City.

In just three days, one city after another fell, and in the clear wind, people were panicked, and the road was in danger.

In Prince Zhong's mansion, the old butler was busy fighting all day long, and came to report again: "My lord, the army of Yun Qi and Yu Luo has already approached the city."

So fast... In just three days, they have invaded the imperial city.

The old prince was anxious, sweating profusely: "Where are the reinforcements? Have the reinforcements arrived?"

"not yet."

Prince Zhong's face changed: "Could it be that the sky is going to kill me."

If the reinforcements are not available, the large army will come to fight. With the 20 wing troops under Duke Wen of Jin's command alone, the imperial city will definitely not be able to bear it.

Prince Zhong pondered for a long time, and said: "Send someone to the imperial mausoleum to invite the Holy One."

Now, in the territory of Fengqing, there is only Tie Yiwei, Emperor Xiao Rong's personal soldier, left, but...

It is impossible to know what kind of martyrdom this burial was.Those two people had too many thoughts, they couldn't figure it out, and it was frightening for no reason.

At this time, the Yunqi Yuluo army was approaching the imperial city.

Ten miles away from the imperial city, horseshoes were stepping on the wind and sand, the sand and dust danced wildly, the wind blew the flag fluttering, and there was a word: ancient.

Well, it's an army of 20, and the soldiers from the first-class general's mansion are here.

In front of the horse, the figure looks from a distance, looking at the army from far to near, the black cloak, the face is hidden under the hood, a strand of messy hair leaks, rising and falling with the wind, the black cloak is lifted by the wind, revealing the inside The red skirt was so dazzlingly red that it was enchanting. Her abdomen was slightly protruding, and it was only slightly visible under the big cloak.

One person, one horse, slim body, a woman, she quietly waited for the army, and smiled softly: "You are finally here."

The voice was clear and lingering, and it seemed to be a bit of a smile.

Guzheng got off the horse and approached the woman slowly, with a smile that was not a smile, and met her eyes: "The imperial tomb really can't afford to bury you." There was a smile on the corner of her mouth, and she read two words, "Xiao Jiu." Her gaze was on the woman's abdomen .

With a child, she really dared.

The woman chuckled, and put down her hood with her plain white hands, revealing a delicate and graceful face, porcelain white and pretty, with a pretty smile, the corners of her eyes are full of wanton rebelliousness, Danfeng's eyes melt the brightest eyes in the world. brilliance.

This chic and unrestrained woman is exactly Rong Qiannian.

(End of this chapter)