Chapter 135: The Fighter
The three archbishops of the Holy Church and two thousand escort cavalrymen were so powerful.
Of course, this is the northern border battlefield, and the Songshan Military Mansion has thousands of Xuan Armored Cavalry under its jurisdiction. If they really want to fight, they will certainly have to fight.
The problem is that Ning Shiwei and the subordinate officers he trusted the most were already dead in the snowy hills late at night. The position of the god general of the Songshan Army Mansion was hanging in an air, and thousands of Xuan Armored Cavalry and a larger number of ordinary soldiers were panicked and they didn't know whose orders they should be obeyed.
The most important question is, even if someone dares to stand up and command at this time, who dares to take this responsibility?
General Cheng Tao and General Jianxi belong to different camps. Yongxue Pass and Yonglan Pass have always disliked each other. However, facing the powerful pressure from the national religion at this moment, they could not care about those grudges, looked at each other's eyes, and tried to get some help and support from each other.
At this time, the King of Zhongshan and Tianhai Chengwen no longer looked at each other because their previous vigilance and worries had become reality.
Three years ago, Zhou Tong was scattered on the snow street. His former Pope returned to Xinghai, Chen Changsheng succeeded to the throne, and then quietly disappeared in the wind and snow.
Kyoto quickly returned to peace, and the situation moved forward smoothly. Many people guessed that this should be between the state religion and the court, or more accurately, the master and apprentice of Shang Xingzhou and Chen Changsheng. As long as he did not stay in Kyoto, nothing would happen.
This is the first time this situation has happened in history when the Pope is not in the palace, but in the world.
Everyone knows that this is actually the exile of the Pope.
But no one despises the young pope for this, and no one will laugh at him.
In the eyes of the world, he is willing to stay away for the sake of the overall situation, for all living beings, and for the sake of the demons.
In the following three years, Chen Changsheng did not return to Kyoto.
Except for once showing his traces on the snow field battlefield, no one even knew where he was.
During the past three years, the State Church has also shown great silence.
Ligong is so quiet. The row of famous stone pillars has become much older, and the green vines on the walls have a lot of dust.
The Caoyue Guild Hall is speechless in the twilight. The osmanthus flowers in the Guiqing Palace exude a honey-like fragrance but no bees come. The moss is still so dark. After being washed by rain, the clear water tiles exudes a quiet beauty like porcelain. Many maple trees outside the sect have been moved to the autumn residence. The Heavenly Dao Temple in the snow is extremely deserted.
The Bishop of Wenhua Palace Taoist Bai Shi, the Bishop of Yinghua Palace Mao Qiuyu, the Bishop of Zhechong Palace Taoist Siyuan, the Archbishop of the Holy Edict, the King of Ling Hai, the Bishop of Liuyun Palace, each holds the treasures of the national religion and lives in the five Taoist temples, ignores the secular world and is rare outsiders, and only the Caoyue Hall has no master now.
The Five Qingteng Courts and other Qingteng Courts have implemented the rules extremely strictly, and the Taoist temples in various prefectures and counties have also performed extremely low-key.
The martial arts performances of the various academies ended in vain, and even the Qingteng Banquet and the Dagong Examination were suspended for three years.
The reason given by the court on the surface was that the demon army invaded the south and the situation was tense, so it was suspended, but everyone knew the real reason.
Lingyan Pavilion was turned into ruins by the Holy Queen, and the National Church did not agree to open the palace. What is the significance of such a grand dynasty test?
It was not until late autumn this year that the snow-river had ushered in that bloody night, and then in the winter, the world finally learned some news about the pope. At this time, three state religion giants led two thousand state religion cavalry to the south and came to the Songshan Military Mansion in the far north.
What do they want to do?
This is the deepest vigilance and greatest anxiety of Zhongshan King and Tianhai Chengwen.
After three years, the palace finally stopped silent. The National Church was ready to make its own voice to the entire continent again. What does this mean?
"Have His Majesty finally missed his homesickness?"
The King of Zhongshan stood up and said sarcastically: "If this means the civil war in the Great Zhou Dynasty, it will be really wonderful."
In order to let the Holy Empress spare his life, he pretended to be crazy. He was so cruel to himself, so why would he be afraid of anything?
But his opponent today is also a very tough person.
The King of Linghai, the youngest among the national tycoons, is the rare Archbishop of the Holy Church with a military resume. If His Majesty had not recalled him to Kyoto, he would have been a great general of the Zhou Dynasty, and his qualifications would have been even deeper than those of the two generals Cheng Tao and Jianxi.
In fact, if Chen Changsheng had not appeared, many people would have thought that he and Taoist Siyuan were most likely to become the next generation of religions.
How could a person like him be afraid of anything? Not to mention that he endured himself in the dark and humid place of the moss for three years. His violent temperament was not only not smoothed out, but was already on the verge of an outbreak.
"The prince is confused!"
The tough and cold voice of the King of Linghai echoed inside and outside the Songshan Military Mansion.
The crowd on the street and some people with a shallow realm in the military palace felt a thunder sounding in their ears, and they couldn't help but feel dizzy.
He stared into the eyes of the King of Zhongshan and said in a deep voice: "His Pope's Majesty was assassinated, shouldn't the National Church respond?"
The king of Zhongshan's eyes were extremely sharp and he said, "Is it your reaction to secretly mobilize the National Cult cavalry to the northern border?"
"No," the King of Linghai raised his chin and said proudly: "Because I want to investigate the case."
The assassination of the Pope is naturally a huge case. The question is how should this case be investigated?
These are the four sentences he said before entering Songshan Military Mansion.
Tianhai family is in contact with someone!
No one from the Zhu family or the Peerless Sect can escape!
All the officers and soldiers of the Matsuyama Military Office were taken down and brought back to Kyoto for interrogation!
The court must give a clear explanation!
If we really act according to the requirements of the King of Linghai, the Great Zhou would inevitably usher in a turmoil.
The King of Zhongshan was still unshakable, looking at him expressionlessly and said, "What if I promise you four conditions?"
The matter in Xueling had nothing to do with him. Although he had thought about seizing the cinnabar pill, he had not had time to take action.
"That's what the court should do!" The King of Linghai did not mean to give in because of his words, and said in a deep voice: "But before leaving the palace to investigate this case, no one can think of being the head general of the Songshan Military Mansion, because it may affect our investigation."
Tian Hai Chengwen sighed and said, "Unless this person appointed by His Majesty the Pope?"
What he said was naturally Chen Chong.
The King of Zhongshan's face looked even more ugly and said, "It's really outrageous!"
There was no expression on the face of the King of Linghai, and there was a coldness, just like his voice.
"Cinnabar Pill is the pity of His Majesty to all living beings. Some people in the court were bold and reckless, intending to seize treasures, and even trying to murder His Majesty. Do you think you don't have to pay any price? And what's the use of even if you agree to these four conditions? Does the Prime Minister dare to agree?"
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(I am trying to save manuscripts. After the number of manuscripts reaches 20,000 words, I will write more and less every day, and then there should be a little more.)
Chapter completed!