Absolute protagonist

In October, the Northern Yuan army fled far away from the Mobei grassland. The emperor returned with the victory squad and temporarily stationed in Pingyang Pass, giving a banquet to the entire army.

After the banquet was over, it was already late at night.

The young king returned to the Chinese army camp wearing moonlight. His steps were slightly staggering, as if he was slightly tipsy. He muttered drunken words and refused to be followed by others, so he opened the tent and walked in first.

Swish——

A gust of cold wind blew, and the lights in the hands of the attendants behind him suddenly went out.

The vision in front of him suddenly turned from bright to dark, and the tent was completely dark.

In the darkness, a cold light appeared!

A dagger appeared silently, like a meteor coming suddenly from the sky, and the cold light illuminated a corner of the camp.

The emperor seemed to be frightened and froze on the spot, as he bumped into the extremely sharp dagger. Then he fell softly to the ground.

"His Majesty?!"

Only then did the attendants scream one after another.

"Come here, there's an assassin!"

…

The camp was in chaos, and when many officers who were alarmed rushed over, they only saw a ghostly figure walking away.

The Chinese army camp, including the emperor's body, had already fallen into a raging sea of ​​fire.

…

A quarter of an hour later.

Lin Wuwei, who had already taken off his previous assassin costume, was sitting high on the roof of a restaurant. He looked towards the direction of the garrison in the distance. In the darkness, the dazzling firelight began to gradually fade.

"...The number one assassin who successfully assassinated the tyrant?"

Thinking that he would be passed down to future generations with such a reputation, Lin Wuwei couldn't help but shake his head, feeling a little dizzy about the young king who insisted on going into battle personally and played the role of another protagonist in this drama.

At this time, a burst of gentle footsteps sounded behind him. Lin Wuwei came back to his senses and saw that the person he was thinking about just now had appeared here.

Chu Si put on a simple cloth, without a mask on his face. His gaze followed Lin Wuwei toward the dazzling fire, his eyes shone brightly, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised, as if he was admiring something. The dramatic performance comes to an end.

He even nodded decently, seeming to be very satisfied with what he had planned.

"Well... Jiang Hong's identity was born in the sea of ​​​​fire in Xuejiazhuang, and now it has ended in the sea of ​​​​fire... This can be regarded as a different kind of beginning and end."

As for Xue Hai's previous worries, they have now been verified. In order to act more realistically, Chu Si was completely defenseless before. If Lin Wuwei was interested in him, he could just pretend to be real.

——Of course, if he really does this, he will naturally have to deal with Chu Si's backup plan.

Lin Wuwei didn't know it yet, but he had passed the most important test silently. At this time, he just looked helplessly at the wayward young king in front of him and sighed tiredly.

Before he could sort out his complicated emotions, a hand suddenly spread out in front of him. The fingers were long and slender, and the roots were like jade carvings. The young man's clear voice rang out: "I almost forgot one more thing."

Lin Wuwei raised his head with a confused expression: "???"

"Shared! You should have already received it just now. We agreed to reward you with ten thousand gold for killing the tyrant!" The young man in front of him said matter-of-factly, "I am the most important participant among them, and I contributed a lot. I will share half of it when we meet. Isn’t that an exaggeration?”

As he spoke, he had no consciousness at all that he was the tyrant he spoke of.

"By the way, since gold is inconvenient to carry around, just give me the banknote."

Lin Wuwei: "..."

Hahahahahaha, God, I can’t refute half of it when we meet! Faking death requires a lot of acting skills. Not everyone can do it well, but our Majesty really put in a lot of effort!

Yes, our Majesty's performance fee is not expensive [funny]. Fake your own death once, and the reward will be 50/50, hahahaha!

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh it doesn’t work, this kind of character touches my heart so much! Your Majesty's skin is not an ordinary foul!

eAm I the only one who feels sorry for Lin Wuwei...

Following the cheerful barrage in the live broadcast room, Lin Wuwei reached for his money bag with a complicated look on his face.

Because the dazzling fire in the Beiyan Army camp was too dazzling, the news could not be blocked, and the emperor's assassination spread quickly. The capital of the Wei Dynasty, the Mobei grassland, and the whole world were in an uproar because of this.

The officials, gentry, and local tycoons who had once been suppressed by the emperor and did not dare to stand out immediately started to revel.

They almost quickly decided on the posthumous title "Li" for the emperor. They didn't even welcome his body back, so they wanted to finalize everything quickly.

In order to seize the power vacuum left after the death of Wei Lizong, the civil and military officials in Ziyang City did not care about their face at all. Some people even got a little baby under two years old from unknown sources and dared to pretend to be the emperor's illegitimate son in this way. Control the throne. There are also people who are ambitious and want to get involved in the military power of the Northern Flame Army... Ziyang City, the highest power center of the Wei Dynasty, has become chaotic. The officials who not long ago had worked together to fight against the emperor suddenly became enemies.

However, these people ignored the existence of another person.

"Xu Yong", the commander of the Investigation Department, suddenly showed his fangs. The Investigation Department he led, like a demon sword that lost its handler, bloodbathed the entire Ziyang City overnight. All the officials who were dancing happily after the emperor's death, They were all slaughtered by him without mercy. In Ziyang City, heads were rolling and blood was flowing like rivers.

For a moment, thousands of horses were silent.

Ziyang City, east of the city. In a low-key mansion.

A young man was sitting in the pavilion at the edge of the garden, with a half-down chessboard in front of him. He held white in one hand and black in the other, making moves quickly, seemingly without spending any time thinking.

"Mr. Xu is so happy and laid-back!"

At this time, a voice came from behind him, a cold voice like the collision of metal.

The young man surnamed Xu's hand that was about to move suddenly stopped. He sighed and raised his head. A figure slowly entered his sight.

Wearing the official uniform of a commander of the Investigation Department, with a cold and expressionless face... Xue Hai pressed the hilt of Yue Yaojian's sword with one hand and stared at him with unclear eyes, which seemed to contain a hidden joke.

"What? Are you still waiting for news from Mobei? That's no need!" He spat out such words without looking at the young man's sudden change of expression, "After all, the Youxian King of Beiyuan is no longer able to protect himself."

Before he finished speaking, the young man in the pavilion suddenly stood up. The chess pieces in his hand rolled down onto the table, disrupting the originally orderly arrangement of the chess board.

But now he didn't care so much and asked eagerly: "...is this true?"

"Why should I deceive you with lies?" Xue Hai remained calm, "I am just a destined prisoner."

He waved toward the outside of the booth.

Only then did the young man notice that at some point, a group of embroidered guards from the Investigation Department had poured into the house. After receiving Xue Hai's instructions, this group of people rushed out like hungry wolves and quickly cleaned up the entire mansion. They tied their hands with hemp ropes and strung them into a long string, leading all the people in the mansion. Walk.

Naturally, the owner of this mansion is no exception.

The young man did not resist. After the confusion in his mind due to Xue Hai's words gradually calmed down, he calmly adjusted his clothes, turned around, and allowed these people to put shackles on him. After all, he has already realized that the winner is the king or the loser.

The only thing that puzzled him was that although he had been lurking in the Wei Dynasty under the orders of King You Xian, secretly stirring up trouble and trouble, and even taking advantage of countless Wei officials and gentry who hated the emperor, he single-handedly led the assassination incident... But from the beginning In the end, he never revealed his identity to anyone. How did the people from the Investigation Department find him so quickly?

Thinking like this, he spoke: "...I don't know, Commander Xu, can you tell me what went wrong?"

"Your calculation is not wrong." Xue Hai shook his head, "It's a pity that His Majesty had planned everything from the beginning. You are just one of the pawns to promote the completion of the plan."

Now that the dust has settled, the chess pieces naturally have to be cleared.

"...Your Majesty?" The young man's face changed, and even his voice became abnormal due to eagerness, "Emperor Hongwu is not dead?"

"If His Majesty had not died, how could those clowns dare to rebel? How dare Beiyuan take advantage of the situation? If we didn't attract all the monsters and monsters out——"

Xue Hai's expression remained unchanged as he asked a series of questions.

"...How long should Your Majesty wait to eliminate these internal and external troubles in one fell swoop and completely clarify Yunei?"

Time moves forward a few days.

In Mobei, on the night the emperor was assassinated, outside Pingyang Pass.

At dusk, a large army was marching rapidly on the grassland. The killing momentum alarmed the birds returning late and fled away. Soon the army hid not far from Yumen Pass.

Looking at the armors worn by the soldiers, which clearly have the style of prairie tribes, they are clearly the Beiyuan army that is said to have fled hundreds of miles away.

The night is getting darker, the cold wind of the northern autumn night is as sharp as a knife, and a thin layer of frost has even formed on the shoulders of many soldiers. A figure passed through many strict defense tests and finally arrived at the location of the Chinese army and met the leader of this army, Tu She, the Youxian King of the Northern Yuan Dynasty.

"Report! Lord Youxian, the latest information coming from Pingyang Pass. The plan is going well. The Emperor of Wei has been assassinated."

The visitor lowered his voice and handed over the silk book that he had received from Xizhuo.

King Youxian Tushe, who was sitting behind the desk, stood up and eagerly unfolded it: "Okay, okay, great!"

He was tall and burly, with a light bronze complexion. He had a beard on his face like many men from the Northern Yuan Dynasty, and his hair was tied into pigtails. When he stood up, the camp was filled with an extremely oppressive aura all day long.

Looking at the news in his hand, Tu She was extremely excited. He finally waited for a golden opportunity. And this opportunity was created by him in every possible way.

Several of his confidants also knew King Youxian Tushe's plan, and they looked at each other and laughed. I highly praise Youxianwang Yingming.

Tu She immediately made up his mind: "Send the order, let the army set off and raid Pingyang Pass!"

The silently lurking Beiyuan army surged up like a dark tide. Tu She looked at the backs of the retreating vanguard army, imagining the bright future of breaking through Pingyang and capturing the Wei Dynasty, and felt high-spirited for a moment.

"This time I must prove to the old guys in the clan that even if I am half-Wei blood, I, Tu She, am the best candidate to inherit the throne!"

…

"Your Majesty, how can you be sure that the one who comes this time is Tushe, the Youxian King of the Northern Yuan Dynasty?"

At the same time, in Pingyang Pass, Lin Wuwei could not restrain his curiosity and asked.

Chu Si did not answer but asked: "How much do you know about Beiyuan's situation?"

"I don't know much about this. The predecessor of Beiyuan was the Mobei alien tribe. In the past hundreds of years, these alien tribes fought on their own. I heard that they often robbed each other of cattle, sheep and people. Until twenty years ago, Beiyuan's first The rise of Ren Dashan not only unified the tribes in Mobei, but also established a country based on our Central Plains..."

Speaking of this, Lin Wuwei couldn't help but sigh.

"That Great Chanyu was truly an extraordinary figure! If he hadn't been seriously ill and died young, I'm afraid today's Great Wei would have ceased to exist."

Chu Si nodded and said, "Yes. It's a pity that his successor, the current Xiongnu Chanyu, does not have such ability and courage..."

Ten years ago, when the Northern Yuan Dynasty invaded the south, the Wei Dynasty ceded territory, paid compensation, and even sent the prince as a hostage, finally seeking reconciliation.

The Xiongnu Chanyu, who brutally killed the Wei Dynasty, seemed to have realized something, and gradually began to indulge in all kinds of luxury enjoyment from the southern country, and blackmailed the Wei Kingdom from time to time. His original ambitions were lost in the ten years of living a comfortable life. Zhong Xiaomi has long forgotten his original ambition to annex the Central Plains.

A large number of Beiyuan senior officials also began to be greedy for comfort.

But in the Northern Yuan Dynasty, there was still a group of warring factions running up and down, and their leader was King Youxian Tushe. The Wei blood in him is his biggest disadvantage in competing for the throne, unless he can completely prove himself - with the blood of countless Wei people and a feat that shocks the world.

Chu Si made it clear in a few words the internal situation in Beiyuan, even the private activities of officials from the main war faction and the main peace faction.

Lin Wuwei listened intently and was amazed by Chu Si's intelligence ability. He really didn't know how much he had penetrated into Beiyuan's interior?

"Think about the Tongyuan Chamber of Commerce..." Chu Si reminded.

Lin Wuwei suddenly realized: "That's it."

The so-called Tongyuan Chamber of Commerce was secretly established by Chu Si. After that, the rebels rose up all the way, and the rice, grain, and money they spent were secretly supported by the Tongyuan Chamber of Commerce. Therefore, the Tongyuan Chamber of Commerce can be said to be the most important purse of the rebels. This is one of the reasons why Chu Si is not worried about the rebels losing control.

Lin Wuwei had also heard before that the Tongyuan Chamber of Commerce had been on the mainstream path, dumping all kinds of luxury treasures among the dignitaries of the two countries, and in a short period of time it had become one of the world's most famous chambers of commerce. But I didn't expect that Chu Si would take advantage of the business opportunity to quietly infiltrate the intelligence network into Beiyuan.

No longer doubting Chu Si's intelligence, Lin Wuwei looked eager to give it a try: "Since that King Youxian is coming, let's teach him a lesson!"

"There's no rush. Now is not the time for the rebels to show up."

Chu Si's expression was calm, and he slowly sketched a smile. Under the moonlight, his face without a mask had a heart-wrenching charm.

"...We must wait until the prey is completely trapped before closing the net."

That night, when the entire Pingyang Pass was in panic due to the emperor's death, the Northern Yuan army led by Youxian King Tu She made a brazen surprise attack.

The general of the Pingyang Pass garrison, who had long known Chu Si's other identity, stepped forward to stabilize the morale of the army and command all the people to evacuate in time.

With King Youxian's detailed arrangements in Pingyang Pass, the Beiyuan army was overwhelming. The general guarding the pass led the remaining Beiyan Army to retreat southward - this was because, on the one hand, the sudden attack caught the lieutenants of the Beiyan Army unprepared; on the other hand, On the other hand, it was a deliberate show of weakness by the general of the Pingyang Pass garrison.

All in all, the result presented to the world is——

The emperor was assassinated and the Wei army was leaderless. The Northern Yuan army was watching with eager eyes. Pingyang Pass was broken overnight, and the Wei army fled south in panic... The entire Wei Kingdom seemed to be exposed to the weapons of the Northern Yuan Dynasty again, repeating the nightmare ten years ago.

When the Northern Yuan Dynasty invaded, countless cities were bloodbathed, and men, women, and children were plundered. The older people still clearly remember the tragic past. The unstoppable panic began to spread southward from Pingyang Pass. As a result, along Bei Yuan's route, the city lords of several cities fled south with their people, leaving only empty cities one after another for Bei Yuan.

Secretly, groups of rebels who had been active in various parts of Wei State began to gather towards the north. The leader of the rebel army, who rarely appeared in front of the world, came to the stage from behind the scenes for the first time. This young leader, who looked no less than a weakling, led the rebel army to the front line of resistance against Bei Yuan silently.

After more than ten battles of various sizes over several months, it seems that the rebel army, which was formed through civilian integration, is still not as effective as the Beiyuan Army, and has to retreat step by step.

The Beiyuan Army, which had been dazzled by the victories along the way, had obviously lost its original caution.

When they stepped into an empty city again, they were no longer as vigilant as they had been the first time. Instead, they laughed loudly at the Wei people's cowardice. The result was that he stepped into a death trap and was ambushed by the rebels who suddenly appeared. In the end, King Youxian led the Chinese army to break out of the siege regardless of the cost, while most of the remaining Beiyuan troops were besieged in the city.

However, all the warehouses in the city had been emptied in advance, and these people had to make a choice between starving to death or surrendering. Eventually, the rebels took in nearly 100,000 prisoners.

In order to prevent these people from rioting, the rebel leaders followed Wei Lizong's method of treating barbarians and dispersed them to build river embankments, build plank roads, and dig mineral veins, becoming a group of the cheapest labor force.

For a time, the reputation of the rebel army, which was already widely loved by the people, was unprecedentedly high. Amid the expectations of countless people, a young leader named Xue Jiu responded to the people's sentiments and decided to proclaim himself king and proclaimed himself King Qi.

This King of Qi took in the Beiyan Army who had defected after being "disintegrated", and together with the original rebels, they integrated into the 300,000 Qi Army. Chase and kill King Youxian all the way, deep into the grassland.

In the Mobei grassland, the wind and frost are biting. The cold wind in the depth of winter is like a biting steel knife, causing pain and pain when blowing on the body. The fleeing Beiyuan Army braved the boundless wind and snow and finally found a place to camp before sunset.

"Cough! Cough! Cough cough cough..."

A series of suppressed coughs sounded in the central army tent. The chest of the Right Wise King Tu Sheyue rose and fell violently, and his face was pale.

"... Right Wise King!"

The guards around him immediately stepped forward with concern, and were about to call the shaman accompanying the army. But Tu She waved his hand to refuse.

He picked up the letter that the scout had just delivered, took a look at it, and threw it heavily on the ground.

"The grain road was attacked again, and the grain was robbed! How many times has this happened!"

During the escape to the north, the Qi army seemed to always know their route well, and they also specially sent a cavalry to attack the grain road anytime and anywhere. They have robbed the grain of the Northern Yuan army countless times, causing the Northern Yuan army to suffer from cold and hunger from time to time.

And the leader of that cavalry was Lin Wuwei, who successfully assassinated Wei Lizong with the cooperation of the Right Wise King. This made the Right Wise King have to doubt that everything he did was to help the righteous army.

You know, the last time Lin Wuwei was able to successfully enter Wei Lizong's camp, he sacrificed countless spies to gain the result.

——If Tu She knew the truth, not only would the sacrifice of those spies be unnecessary, but even half of the reward he paid would be divided by Chu Si, I'm afraid he would really vomit blood.

Forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart, various thoughts kept colliding in the mind of Right Xianwang Tu She. He knew very well that the current situation must be that there was a spy. If he couldn't find it out, his army would sooner or later be cut and bled by the Qi army and exhausted to death.

Just as he was thinking about how to find the spy, the messenger from the Northern Yuan Dynasty rushed in the wind and snow, and threw out the edict of the Great Chanyu as soon as they met.

Listening to the messenger reading out the edict word by word, Tu She stood there in a daze, almost unable to recover.

The edict was harsh and almost harsh. It not only denounced his various crimes, but also ordered him to return to the capital immediately without delay. As for the command of the army, it was handed over to his deputy general. This deputy general was the chess piece placed in the army by the peace faction to check and balance him.

Seeing that the Right Wise King Tushe was hesitant to move, the fat messenger rubbed his frozen fingers and frowned imperceptibly: "Right Wise King, don't accept the order!"

His voice became more severe: "Could it be that the Right Wise King wants to disobey the order of the Great Khan? You must think clearly about the consequences!"

The Right Wise King Tushe, who stood in a daze for a long time, had to lower his head helplessly. He took the edict, and his tall body hunched down in an instant, and his face finally became gray.

"General!"

Inside Pingyang Pass, in the city lord's mansion. As the young man's lazy voice sounded, a chess piece fell, and the whole game of chess finally ended.

"Another game?" Chu Si's tone was bored, and he was obviously not very interested in things like bullying.

Xue Hai smiled bitterly and waved his hand. I have to admit that I really don't have talent in this area.

After slaughtering Ziyang, he went directly north and came here. While Lin Wuwei was ambushing the Northern Yuan army in the freezing cold, Xue Hai and Chu Si stayed in the warm city lord's mansion, playing chess happily.

——However, if Lin Wuwei, a warmonger, makes his own choice, he would prefer the current arrangement.

"Report!"

A voice sounded.

Chu Si put away the chessboard, looked at the person who hurried in, and took the sealed bamboo tube from the other party.

"Hmm... The Northern Yuan messenger has finally arrived?" He thought, with a slight smile on his lips, "It seems that this war will end soon."

After suffering a loss at the hands of Chu Si, Tu She is now very vigilant. Even if the food supply is constantly harassed, he will not attack rashly. Obviously, he wants to continue to deal with it by relying on the geographical advantages of the grassland and look for opportunities for counterattack.

Although Chu Si was confident of winning the battle, marching in the grassland in the deep winter was a serious test for the soldiers. If there were too many casualties, it would not be what he wanted. It would be better to think of another way.

So the people of Tongyuan Chamber of Commerce in Beiyuan acted quickly. It was just that some rumors that the Right Wise King Tushe was trying to control the military power were spread, and the important officials of the peace-seeking faction and the confidants of the Northern Yuan Chanyu were bribed with a lot of money, and everything after that was easy.

"The strongest fortress often begins to collapse from the inside..." Xue Hai suddenly remembered what Chu Si had said, and he couldn't help but feel a little sarcastic in his heart.

As expected, the Right Wise King Tushe was soon recalled to the royal court. The newly appointed commander was completely different from Tushe, who firmly advocated war. Not only was he not determined to fight, but his own strategic level was far inferior to that of the Right Wise King Tushe. Soon, he could not stand Lin Wuwei's repeated provocations and rashly attacked, falling into Chu Si's trap.

In this battle, the army of the Northern Yuan Dynasty was either killed or captured, and the number of young and strong people in the country decreased sharply. Within ten years, it was no longer able to organize a large-scale army. The threat of the foreign tribes in Mobei to the Central Plains was temporarily lifted.

The King of Qi returned with his troops, and countless people lined the streets to welcome him along the way. Especially in the former capital of Wei, those officials who had survived Xue Hai's butcher knife were ready to move again.

... The current situation is clear to anyone with a discerning eye. The King of Qi has a reputation in the country and has an army of 300,000. Sooner or later, he will ascend to the supreme throne. Why don't they take the initiative to board this ship and win the merit of following the dragon?

Moreover, with the reputation of the King of Qi who loves the people like his own children among the people, this person must be completely different from the moody tyrant, and should be a kind and generous ruler.

Thinking in this way, these officials with rainbow fart skills immediately jointly drafted a petition, requesting the "kind and generous and loving people like his own children" King Qi to ascend the throne as emperor as soon as possible to stabilize the hearts of the people.

In March of the following year, the King Qi finally couldn't refuse the kindness and led his army to Ziyang to prepare for the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the sky.

A group of former officials got up before dawn and went ten miles out of the city to welcome him.

When the King Qi's convoy slowly drove up, they immediately went forward happily, and a young man in royal clothes appeared in front of them. The awe-inspiring aura made people lower their heads involuntarily.

The officials trembled subconsciously:... Such a familiar face, I feel a little weak in my legs for some reason orz.

Could it be... this is the legendary emperor's aura?

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