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Chapter 530 Decisive Battle in the Capital
(Well, today is another [-]D update, ah, ah, you understand!)
All the way to the street, pedestrians coming and going looked at the two of them strangely.

An old bald man was holding the hand of an old Taoist priest. The two looked close, the former looked eager, and the latter was a little helpless. Suddenly, the surrounding people understood and laughed with unknown meaning.

Chongxu was startled awake by the laughter, only then did he realize that the people around him looked at the two of them very strangely, cursed in his heart, shook his hand and shook the bald donkey's hand away, before he had time to scold the bald donkey for pitting him, he lowered his head instantly, taking advantage of no one Run before you recognize him, or decades of reputation will be ruined!

With a light touch of both feet on the ground, he dodged into the air, and then kept his body shape, stomping on the air again and again, and jumped forward continuously, pulling out an afterimage in the air, Chongxu had gone all out!
"Wudang Tiyun Zong! The skill is so profound, could it be that the head of Wudang is Daoist Chongxu?" There was a sudden sound from the crowd, because of Wang Xuanqing's side, many martial arts people came from the capital.

Hemp egg!

Hearing the voice from behind, Chongxu froze all over, almost fell from the air, flicked his sleeves to cover his face, took his last breath and dodged into the side alley.

Master Fangzheng saw this scene clearly, and secretly thanked himself for keeping his composure, and did not reveal his identity all at once, silently lowered his head, sneaked into the crowd, and was about to leave quietly.

"The person in the martial arts world who can chat with Daoist Chongxu is still a monk. Could it be the abbot of Shaolin, Master Fangzheng?" The voice was loud and clear, even people far away could hear it clearly.

Fang Zheng staggered and almost fell, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he quickly looked back, keeping the other person's appearance firmly in his heart, you know so much, then do you know that you are covered by dark clouds, Yintang is black, and your hair is black? Bright, there will be a bloody disaster!
Silently carving a deep scratch under the rosary, Fang Zheng turned and disappeared into the crowd.

On the other hand, everyone excited by Linghu Chong's speech had a sense of honor to save the common people in the world. When the crowd was excited, the door was kicked open by someone, and when the tide was high, they were interrupted by life. Everyone was restless, unable to vent their anger, and turned their heads to look angrily.

The Sixth Taibao Tang Ying'e rushed in in a panic, ignoring everyone's angry eyes, and shouted to Zuo Lengchan: "Master, it's not good, that Wang is crazy, and he will die after he landed in Tongzhou." Without resting, I have been marching for forty miles in a hurry, rushing to kill Lord Yang He's frontier army outside the city. Now Lord Yang's frontier army is unprepared. When I returned just now, the camp over there was in chaos. Look at this posture, To suffer!"

"..." × Heroes.

I'm too hard!

Zuo Lengchan rubbed the center of his brows. He didn't know whether it was Wang Xuan who really used his troops like a god and could always catch him by surprise, or whether Yang He was too incompetent, and he was so careless in running the army that he could be attacked in broad daylight, or Linghu Chong was a disaster. In the world, as long as anything is linked to him, there will be accidents. Anyway, his forehead lines have become deeper and deeper in the past few years.

How to do?
Everyone's eyes were on Zuo Lengchan and the other five masters. Before Zuo Lengchan could speak, Linghu Chong jumped up, "It's useless to think about it now. Follow me quickly, everyone. Let's go and have a look before we arrive. Time to play by ear."

Seeing that Linghu Chong made a decision for himself rashly, and everyone at the scene agreed with it as a matter of course, they all got up to follow, the corners of Zuo Lengchan's eyes twitched, and he silently shouted, "I, Zuo Lengchan, what the fuck? It's the leader of the Five Sacred Sacred Mountains, are you fucking blind, I haven't agreed to that yet!"

Of course, he can only yell in his heart, saying that he definitely can’t say it, it’s too embarrassing, and there is a feeling of being emptied unconsciously, if the opponent is really cunning, scheming, and planning for a long time, that’s all , What's the problem? Looking at Linghu Chong's flushed face with excitement... This guy has no brain at all!

I'm not afraid of your deliberate deliberation, but I'm afraid of your original intention!

I have exhausted my heart and soul to plan for more than ten years, but I can't catch up with this brainless guy. When Zuo Lengchan thinks about it, he feels a deep sense of frustration, and feels like a supporting villain.

Just like Cao Cao in the book, he beat the Yellow Turban, stabbed Dong Zhuo, issued a call to action, pacified the northern grasslands, and killed a lot of people from other races. He only promoted talents, broke the monopoly of powerful families, and did many things that benefited the whole of China, but he couldn't keep up with them Can only cry with snot and tears, abandon wife and son, useless, only fight civil war, kill Liu Yu and Tao Qian, kill Tao Qian and Liu Biao, kill Liu Biao and Sun Quan, kill Sun Quan and Liu Zhang, betray the Lord all his life The number of times is countless, and Liu Bei has a good reputation who will not end well if he is taken in!
Where does this make sense?
My life is dark!
Before Zuo Lengchan came out of the shadow in his heart, he felt pulled up, turned his head and saw that it was Tang Ying'e, the Sixth Protector, "Master, why are you still standing there, hurry up, I won't be able to catch up in a while. "

Don't pull me, I don't want to talk to you!
It's not easy to get angry with your own people, Zuo Lengchan could only suppress the disappointment in his heart, and silently swear in his heart, Linghu Chong, today either you die or I die!
……

It took an hour and a half to march all the way with full equipment for [-] miles, and under controlled speed. When they arrived outside the capital, the soldiers' bodies had just finished warming up and they could stretch their hands.

Looking at the tall and majestic city walls and the tightly closed gates of Beijing, Wang Xuan said nothing else. There is absolutely no need to siege the city. Wang Xuan knows that as long as he destroys the 30 frontier troops outside the city Well, there are naturally a large number of people who know current affairs in Beijing who open the door for him.

When he entered Beijing, Wang Xuan wanted loess to pave the road, pour clean water on the street, and welcome the road. Although the loess was full of smoke and dust when walking, and the PM2.5 seriously exceeded the standard, who made the people of Beijing too poor to pave the concrete road? Can only reluctantly.

Even if the 30-strong battalion is divided into three battalions: the left, the middle, and the right, the area would still be too large. Coupled with the already lax military discipline and low control, it would be so easy to prepare the entire team for the upcoming war!
Not to mention that Wang Xuan didn't leave much time for them to react, even if they were asked to prepare early, they would not be able to complete the integration of 30 people in less than half a day. How much time would it take just to issue orders layer by layer!
"Hong Chengchou, lead 2 people to attack the camp of the Chinese army, and we must defeat the enemy in one fell swoop!"

"The last general takes orders!" Hong Chengchou rode on the horse, clasped his fists in salute, turned his horse's head and turned away.

"Di Haokuo, lead 1 people to attack the camp of the left army, and we must defeat the enemy in one fell swoop!"

"The last general takes orders!" Di Haokuo rode on the horse, clasped his fists in salute, turned his horse's head and turned away.

"Cao Wenzhao, lead 1 people to attack the camp of the Right Army, be sure to defeat the enemy in one fell swoop!"

"The last general takes orders!" Cao Wenzhao rode on the horse, clasped his fists in salute, turned his horse's head and turned away.

"Sun Chuanting, you lead the last 1 people as a reserve team, carefully observe the battlefield situation, and if the enemy's side shows defeat, attack immediately and tear the gap as soon as possible." Sun Chuanting has been by his side for about a year, after all, he was the last It's time to release the talented all-rounder in civil and military affairs.

"Thank you, Lord." Sun Chuanting cupped his fists and saluted. He knew that this was specially designed by Wang Xuan for him, and it was also a sign that he was letting go.

All the [-] troops were sent out, and no one was worried about Wang Xuan's own safety, because the [-] special forces guarded Wang Xuan's side. It can be said that with these people, there is no place in the world where Wang Xuan can be left.

Wang Xuan's army was always ready to go to the battlefield. From the formation to the attack, it didn't take more than 10 minutes before and after the army divided into finished products and charged towards Yang He's 30 army in a mighty manner.

There is a small square team for every hundred people, a big square team for a thousand people, and ten thousand people as a whole.

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom" "Boom" "Boom" "Boom"

The iron-clad leather boots stomped hard on the ground, splashing dust, 4 people stepped on the same pace under the rhythm of drums, and the ground trembled slightly. There was a flickering cold light, without a trace of warmth.

The 4 people are like a whole, and the thick murderous aura gathers together to form a mountain-like pressure, which firmly suppresses the hearts of the soldiers of Yang He Army. Gradually, every step and every tremor affects the heartbeat of the soldiers of Army Yang He, and the heartbeat can't help Speed ​​up, the blood began to flow uncontrollably, and fear began to grow rapidly in the bottom of my heart.

As the team got closer, the trembling of the ground became more and more obvious, like a giant beast jumping out of the prehistoric wilderness, it was swallowing towards itself with its bloody mouth wide open. The soldiers only felt that their breathing was getting heavier and heavier. The soldiers at the front, His head couldn't help looking behind him, and he didn't know whether he was afraid that the people behind him would run away, or he hoped that the people behind him had already run away.

At the forefront, facing this kind of elite, you can almost be 100% sure that your next fate is death. The difference is nothing more than being shot to death, hacked to death, stabbed to death by a gun, or dying wailing after being injured.

Various different ways of dying suddenly jumped into the minds of the soldiers at the top, cruelly showing the fate he would face next, and the heavy pressure made it extremely difficult for them to breathe.

They are just a group of soldiers who don’t have enough to eat on weekdays. With a meager salary, they don’t train once in ten and a half months. At the beginning, the reason why they were soldiers was either because of the unchangeable household registration left by their ancestors, or for Eating a mouthful of food, in the final analysis, is just to survive hard.

But now, why let them be at the top instead of others!
This is doomed!
If I was doomed to die, then why should I be a soldier?
Is it to use dreams as horses to live up to youth?
Or is it for, after experiencing the baptism of wind and rain, to grow into a strong man?

Defend the country?

Resist aggression?

Or let the bureaucratic nobles and big landlords behind them live a happy life?

(End of this chapter)