Comprehensive Martial Arts: Read to become a sage, use martial arts to break the ban

Chapter 112 The Truth About the Rebel Army

One hundred thousand Qingzhou troops marched in a hurry, galloping their horses, conquering the dust into the sky.

Ye Suying, with black armor and golden sword, ran at the front of the team.

Beside him was a young man in a brocade robe, with a handsome face, but his skin was black and red as if he had been blown by the sea wind all year round.

The speed of the young man's horse was not inferior to that of Ye Suying. He sat on the saddle casually and laughed with Ye Suying.

"Uncle Ye, are you satisfied with the horses and armor equipped by the Qingzhou Army?"

"Hahaha, Your Highness is really generous. Ye has never seen so many Mongolian horses and armor made of metal."

The young man showed a look of pride: "This kind of armor is called Milan armor. It was smuggled by the king from the sea, and only Westerners can make it."

"Fortunately, Lan Yuehou can collect money, Tianzi and the national treasury may be emptied by him."

"Uncle Jinghuang has been dormant for ten years. He sent 5000 million taels of silver from Tianzi to Qingzhou. In addition to the business income of this king at sea, it will cost hundreds of millions to raise this [-] troops."

Ye Suying sighed: "If Beili's army is like the Qingzhou army, it will not be difficult to conquer the world."

"This king is able to be what he is today, thanks to the support of Uncle Ye and Uncle Jinghuang. When this king wins Tianzi, you will be the country's most important weapon, ranking among the three princes."

A strange light flashed in Ye Suying's eyes: "It doesn't matter what I am, but the grievances of your father King Langya must be announced to the world as soon as possible."

This young man turned out to be Xiao Ling, the son of Prince Langya.

He nodded: "We are all sticking to it for this matter."

The speed of the Qingzhou army is extremely fast, opening roads in the mountains, building bridges in the water, and advancing more than [-] miles a day.

In order to avoid disturbing pedestrians and attract local attention, Ye Suying ordered the army to rest during the day and march at night.

Three days later, they arrived outside Suzhou City.

Suzhou is the nearest big city to the east of Tianzi. It is located between the Hengyun Mountains and the Taicang Mountains.

Because of the advantages of natural dangers, the imperial court did not set up soldiers, but was governed by a group of civil officials.

Xiao Ling's people had already infiltrated Suzhou.

When the Qingzhou army arrived, the guards of Sucheng received orders from Shangfeng to open the city gates and let the troops enter the city.

Another day later, the troops from Jeju Prefecture arrived and the two armies joined forces.

It was night, the night banquet of the government office in Suzhou.

The moon is hazy, the stars are sparse, and the plum blossoms are fragrant in the distance.

Ruan Cheng, governor of Suzhou, raised his glass and said, "Your Highness, I have been waiting for you for more than ten years, so I can count your Highness here."

He was about fifty years old, with gray hair and an excited face.

Before King Langya died, Cheng Ruan was the chief historian in the army, and he was respected by King Langya.

Ruan Cheng's wife died early and left no children. He pinned all his emotions on King Langya, who knew that King Langya was executed for treason.

From then on, Ruan Cheng devoted himself to the officialdom, only waiting for the opportunity of revenge to come.

Similar to his situation, Yu Jing, Commander of the Qingzhou Army, and Zheng Pengyi, Commander of the Jeju Army, both came from the army of King Langya.

Although these two are not as famous as Lei Mengsha and Ye Suying, they are also important generals under the command of King Langya, cultivated and promoted by King Langya.

Xiao Ling understood that what they wanted was the loyalty of the past, and what they wanted was the merits of the dragon today.

He raised his wine glass and greeted everyone: "Uncle Ruan, General Yu, General Zheng, I promised you that no matter how long it takes, I will definitely seek justice for my father."

"Your Highness, this is not the only justice King Langya wants to seek. The old minister has already received a letter from Superintendent Jin Qing."

Ruan Cheng turned to everyone at the banquet, and said loudly: "The current Emperor Ming is not in the right position. It is written in the last emperor's decree that King Langya will succeed to the throne. We want to take back everything that belongs to King Langya!"

The Suzhou officials, generals of Qingzhou and generals of Jeju who were present all shouted loudly:

"Take back everything that belongs to King Langya!"

"Take back everything that belongs to King Langya, the throne belongs to His Highness!"

"The throne belongs to His Highness, long live His Highness!"

In the frenzy that filled the room, Xiao Ling smiled gently, as if King Langya was alive back then.

"Tonight, all officers and men, rest well, tomorrow the Langya King Banner will be lit, and we will attack Tianzi!"

"Take the sky purple!"

"Long live Your Highness, long live, long live!"

At the same time, Xiao Luo galloped along the official road with Xie Chun.

There are more than [-] miles away, which is Bowangpo.

Suddenly, there was a shout of killing in front, and many people held torches and chased a man on horseback.

Even though the horse is very handsome, but with two arrow feathers inserted on its hind hoof, it is already in a state of failure.

Sure enough, the horse staggered and fell to the ground, its hooves twitching continuously.

The man on the horse jumped up, knocked away a few iron arrows that were aimed at him with his long sword, and continued to run forward.

But the pursuers from behind rushed to the front and quickly surrounded him.

Xie Chun said in a low voice: "Your Highness, their clothes should be people from the Gyeonggi Daying."

"Ah."

Xiao Luo jumped off the horse and walked over.

Shi Wei was in a desperate situation. He thought that the cavalry battalion could hold back for half an hour, but he didn't expect Pu Xiuqi and Fang Yucheng to stabilize the situation soon.

Fang Yucheng stayed in the camp, and Su Xiuqi chased him out with his personal guards.

"Old Shi, why did you have to run so hard, causing my brother and I to chase him so hard?"

"Traitor!"

Shi Wei held his sword tightly, looking for opportunities to break through, he was not someone who would be caught without a fight.

"Until now, you still refuse to give up. Old Shi, you are a talent. It's a pity, let the arrow go!"

Most of the soldiers who followed were wearing bows and crossbows. Upon hearing Pu Xiuqi's order, seven or eight soldiers came with bows and shot immediately.

Shi Wei swung out his long sword, thrusting again and again, knocking down the clusters of arrows in an instant.

Unexpectedly, Pu Xiuqi's mountain-opening palm came together with the rain of arrows, and slapped Shi Wei viciously.

Just when the palm hit the back of Shi Wei's head, a more powerful palm energy came from afar, not only shaking Kaishan Palm away, but also forcing Pu Xiuqi back a few steps.

"who!"

Pu Xiuqi shouted loudly.

Shi Wei narrowly escaped death, turned his head suddenly, and the one who walked towards them was a handsome young man with a strange long sword on his shoulder.

The visitor didn't get angry and prestige, and asked coldly: "Are you from the capital camp?"

Shi Wei thought to himself, judging from the moves just now, the opponent must be a master, at least above the level of comfort.

Hope rose in his heart, and he replied eagerly: "This is Shi Wei, the commander of the cavalry battalion of Gyeonggi Daying. Marquis Yue coerced and plotted rebellion, and General Sheng Yuanhua is dead! Your son is so kind and virtuous, Shi will repay you in the next life!"

Shi Wei had a will to die, if the young man in front of him was persuaded by him, he would try his best to hold Pu Xiuqi back.

Pu Xiuqi never expected that there would be an outsider intervening, he threw out both palms in shock and attacked Xiao Luo overwhelmingly.

"presumptuous!"

Xie Chun folded his willow knife out, and chopped Pu Xiuqi ruthlessly.

Xiao Luo knew that time was precious, and since Sheng Yuanhua was dead, the capital camp must now fall into the hands of Lan Yuehou.

He swung his palm, shaking the sky, and slamming the sand on the shore, rolling towards these dozen soldiers.

In a short time, these soldiers were smashed into meat.

(End of this chapter)