"Master Zhang Yuanzheng, the guardian saint of the left, is that right? Did I let you frame me? Although we are allies, your actions are suspected of murdering me!"
King Xin Zhao Zhen picked up the broken sword at his feet and waved it in front of everyone.
His action immediately caused Xiao Shanhe and Zhuang Dashi's expressions to change. Only then did they realize what the Zhao Zhen in the mouth of Zhang Yuanzheng, the guardian saint of the left, was. That was King Xin Qiansui. For God's sake, with this
If they have a backer, they will have the capital to change everything. If they have King Xin as a backer, their fate and everything will have a chance to change. Unfortunately, they have already taken refuge in Zhang Yuanzheng, and it is too late to regret. Moreover, their fight
Damn, just use this young man. Who would have known that he was His Highness King Xin!
Even a man as deep as Xiao Shanhe couldn't help but his expression changed drastically at this moment, and his breathing became rapid. Regret, shame, and helplessness could be seen on his face. Zuo, who had experienced countless storms in his life,
Master Zhang Yuanzheng, the protector saint, saw that his subordinates were shaken when they saw that it was King Xin, and he couldn't help but said: "King Xin is a thousand years old, we didn't know it was you. We are against Yang Yao's rebellion, so
That's why he sent people to hunt down our people. Therefore, I deeply regret that Chitose was put in danger by mistake. I have sent all my elites to you to help you complete your great cause of fighting against the gold. We are allies, and I believe you will not embarrass us.
"
King Xin Zhao Zhen curled his lips in disdain and said with a smile: "I know very well that the teachings of Mingjiao are for the benefit of the working people. The church must also unite and help each other. It seems that you haven't done this, right? I want to ask you two questions..." Special Forces
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Two questions? Xiao Shanhe, Zhuang Dashi and Zhang Yuanzheng, the guardian saint of Zuo, looked at each other. What kind of request was this? However, King Xin had a big fist, and he couldn't refuse even if he wanted to ask questions. So he nodded and answered: "
Just say it."
"First question, I'm actually very curious. I don't understand some of your plans. Master Zhang Yuanzheng, the guardian saint of the left, is obviously here. Why do Mr. Xiao Shanhe and Mr. Zhuang Dashi still have to go into danger, or even
The Guardian Group, which has been working hard for ten years, was destroyed because of this. I can't understand this."
Xiao Shanhe and Zhuang Dashi did not expect that his question would be this, and couldn't help but be stunned. However, Zhang Yuanzheng, the guardian saint of the left, coughed and replied in a low voice: "Xinwang Zhao Zhen, this matter involves far more than just a struggle."
It's so simple on the surface. I don't know how much you know about the inside story of our Mingjiao, but we don't want the outside world to know that the Mingjiao is now completely split. So we have to use bait to catch them all."
He actually didn't want to say so much to Xin Wang Zhao Zhen, but Xin Wang Zhao Zhen had already recognized him, and he was too important to the Ming Cult, so the old man had to lower his profile and explain to him.
"That's it." Xinwang Zhao Zhen nodded.
"Then the second question, are you coming out now to regroup the lost guardian group?" King Xin Zhao Zhen chuckled and said: "In fact, it is like this, I have recruited some of your people..."
Xiao Shanhe and Zhang Yuanzheng, the guardian saint of Zuo, looked at each other and then shook their heads: "No, Xin Wang Qiansui, you are worrying too much. We are just chasing He Zizai out because he insists on finding his companion and fiancée
." When he talked about his fiancée, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. After all, it would be embarrassing to tell the future leader's fiancée that she disappeared without a trace.
He shook his head and continued: "As for the Guardian Group, that is a thing of the past. It no longer exists. For those people you recruited, I thank you on their behalf."
King Xin Zhao Zhen gritted his teeth. The reason why the Mingjiao people repeatedly failed in their uprisings was because they did not pay attention to these middle-level talents, which led to the disunity of people. The talents of the Mingjiao who entered King Xin's army were sent by their senior brothers and Zhang Yuanzheng to join the Xinwang army.
In the king's army, apart from having other purposes, He often doesn't pay attention to these middle-level young talents who have skills but are helpless for the great cause of Mingjiao!
At this time, everyone heard a "clang", and everyone turned around and saw a girl in red with a pale face standing there blankly. The halberd in her hand fell to the ground at some point.
.
"Ma Yueying?" Xiao Shanhe was startled, and then glanced at Xin Wang Zhao Zhen bitterly, and then he understood what the other party meant by asking the question before. But this time is too critical, and Zhang Yuanzheng, the guardian saint of the left, would never allow it.
He made this letter king Zhao Zhen unhappy, even if the members of the group were
Being alienated in front of him, he could only knock out his teeth and swallow blood. But the punch came fast and hard. Even with his determination, he couldn't believe it when facing the girl he had adopted. He asked or contained
With a weak questioning look in his eyes, he couldn't help but look away.
Even if he has a thousand or ten thousand excuses to explain, even if he clearly can explain, Xiao Shanhe can't say a word "no" at this moment. The explanation is not good-looking to both King Xin and the new master Zhang Yuanzheng. He can't do it because of
One person can cause harm to the overall situation.
Everyone present could feel that Ma Yueying possessed the power of a master. Xiao Shanhe didn't know what had happened to her. Her power rose so fast that he thought it was the potential that exploded at the critical moment of life and death, which meant that this girl was at least
A martial arts genius, a genius who was ignored by them. But on the other side, the masters of Mingjiao could feel that King Xin Zhao Zhen also exuded a more pure and powerful power above that of a grand master.
Xiao Shanhe still loves talents, so he wants to keep them. However, now this girl has become the person of Xin Wang Zhao Zhen. If because of his recruitment, the new master and the powerful Xin Wang Zhao Zhen will cause trouble,
Unnecessary cracks, he was guilty of a big crime. Therefore, when he explained, the words rolled up in his throat, but when he spoke, he changed his words. He stuttered and said: "Ma Yueying, you are... injured, right?
…”
His words seemed to have exhausted all the efforts of the girl. She looked straight at this man, the man who had occupied the position of father in her heart for a long time.
Her eyes contained disappointment and loss. All the people in the protector group were her relatives, but now they were all easily betrayed by the leader with a single thought. They were just pawns of the leader protector, expendable pawns.
The euphemistic words she had been waiting for sounded like concern, but they were so pale that they distanced themselves like a stranger.
The tall figure in the impression seemed to suddenly become distant and blurry, as if it was not a person. She clutched her chest with one hand, tears burst out, and she murmured in a low voice: "Why...? Everyone
All dead...why..."
She whimpered like a wounded animal, lost her last bit of strength and fell to her knees, closed her eyes, fell forward to the ground with a crash, and fainted. Special Forces Time Travel: The Prince of Song Dynasty 222
Seeing such a scene, Xiao Shanhe couldn't say a word. King Xin Zhao Zhen looked at this man coldly.
Xin Wang Zhao Zhen walked over and helped Ma Yueying up and wiped the dirt off her face. The girl showed a weak side in her sleep, and her tear-stained face was a little pale. "I'm sorry." Xin Wang Zhao Zhen sighed.
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Xin Wang Zhao Zhen straightened her body, then leaned her under a tree, then turned around and looked at everyone opposite with a condescending look.
"Believe that the king is a thousand years old?" Zhang Yuanzheng, the guardian saint of the left, saw that Xiao Shanhe beside him was a little emotionally unstable, so he had to interrupt.
"Xiao Shanhe" Xin Wang Zhao Zhen interrupted him, his voice was as cold as the glint of a knife. Everyone was stunned and didn't understand why Xin Wang Zhao Zhen's attitude suddenly changed, but Xin Wang Zhao Zhen shouted angrily: "Don't think that
I don’t know what you think!”
"Since the Jin Kingdom invaded the south, our Song Dynasty has been declining day by day. At this time, it is your opportunity to seize every opportunity to gain power. You are like gamblers, investing all your chess pieces, planting chess pieces for me, and rebelling in the south.
The uprising. In fact, the idea was to unite the north and the south, right? Let me and Zhong Xiang unite the north and the south, unify the Central Plains, and then deal with me. The whole plan is precise, ruthless, and seems to be logical. However, all this is just to overthrow the Song Dynasty.
Regime, you obtained the artifact under the hood!"
The words of Xin Wang Zhao Zhen were like sharp swords piercing into the hearts of everyone present. The faces of Xiao Shanhe and Zuo Guojiao Saint Zhang Yuanzheng turned white for a moment. They subconsciously forgot to breathe for a moment.
It was too late to think about how to continue the cooperation in the future. Now King Xin Zhao Zhen is absolutely powerful, and his army has occupied Sichuan and Shu.
If King Xin Zhao Zhen really turns his back, he only needs to send out a miscellaneous army of tens of thousands of people, plus a certain amount of firearms, to wipe out the Sichuan-Shu lair that Zhang Yuanzheng and others have worked so hard to manage.
King Xin Zhao Zhen has already pointed out the outline of all their plans. They believe that this is a desperate operation. All sacrifices are worth it. If necessary, they can even pay their own lives for it. Political confrontation has become a kind of fanatical belief.
.Just like Xin Wang Zhao Zhen said, there is only one opportunity. As long as you seize it and look forward to the moment when Mingjiao revives, the dawn of dawn will surely clear away all darkness.
This legendary story has a legendary ending. But they never thought that this plan would fall into the eyes of Xin Wang Zhao Zhen, not even a little bit.
This plan was first decided a few years ago, and some of the details are unknown even to subsequent participants. So the Xin Wang Zhao Zhen in front of me probably knows everything.
"Wait a minute, Your Highness Qiantose." Zhang Yuanzheng, the guardian saint of the left, frowned slightly. Their plan cannot be blasphemed, but now they can compromise.
"What do you want to say, Master Zhang Yuanzheng, the guardian saint of Zuo?" Xin Wang Zhao Zhen asked indifferently.
"Everything you said is based on an assumption..." Zhang Yuanzheng, the guardian saint of Zuo, said with a slight smile, but his fake smile was so wrinkled that it looked uglier than crying.
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"You want to say it's a lie?" King Xin Zhao Zhen sneered. He raised his head and couldn't help but take a deep breath.
At this moment, it was as if another soul was standing with him. King Xin Zhao Zhen's eyes seemed to see through the shackles of the world. What he saw in his eyes was everything in the past. Palaces and cities were burning in flames, the Song Dynasty was overturned, and everything familiar in the past was at this moment.
They no longer exist. The Jin Kingdom ruled the north of the Yangtze and Huaihe Rivers, while the Southern Song Dynasty relied on the Yangtze River and Sichuan and Shu to resist stubbornly and maintain its last territory.
"Unfortunately, it's not my intention to attack you. In any case, your failure is doomed." He replied. "What did you say?" This time, even Zhuang Dashi couldn't help but frown.
"Xinwang Zhao Zhen, not everyone can become a master of astrology." Zhang Yuanzheng, the guardian saint of Zuo, shook his head.
Xin Wang Zhao Zhen smiled and said: "The most basic teaching that Mingjiao wants to realize is a harmonious society where everyone has clothes to wear, everyone has food to eat, and everyone is equal. And what have you done? Because you want to seize power, you
Just use the same sword to deal with another group of arrogant and indifferent aristocratic officials, but in fact, you are no different."
King Xin Zhao Zhen said in a cold tone: "You guys like this, whether they are officials or nobles, can't really bring any changes to our Chinese people, so your failure is doomed."
"Even if you defeat the imperial court, can you defeat the Jin Kingdom? Can you defeat the Mongolian barbarians in the far north? What's more, the Mongols will be unified in the future and will establish a huge country with the strongest army in the world.
.When the time comes, there will be no strong national system and military protection, or we have not unified them first. At that time, what can we do to resist? The only option is to subjugate the country!"
"Therefore..." King Xin Zhao Zhen pointed his finger at the left guardian saint Zhang Yuanzheng in front of everyone, and said: "Following the trend, we sincerely cooperate and let all of us Han people build a
A truly most beautiful, rich, and powerful country." Special Forces Travel Through: The Prince of the Song Dynasty 222
Suddenly, another group of people emerged from the forest. There was a "swipe" sound in the bushes to the east, and then more than twenty warriors, all covered in armor and covered in blood, appeared in everyone's field of vision.
The deputy captain No. 2 of the Xinwang Army Special Forces, who was commanding the soldiers of the Xinwang Army Special Forces, took off his helmet, raised his head and stared at the Mingjiao believers opposite with indifferent eyes.
They are all masters, soldiers of the Xinwang Army's special forces...
The guardian saints Zhang Yuanzheng and Xiao Shanhe on the left felt their eyes twitching and pulling out...
"Okay." Zhang Yuanzheng, the guardian saint of Zuo, sighed and said, "What you said is too huge. I don't believe it. Young people, the difference between ideals and reality is very big. Although you have many troops, but in
Here, you want to rely on more than twenty
Can you compete with my men and horses? As long as I capture you alive, your army will probably have to listen to me. I can see that it took a lot of effort for you to kill this barbarian super master. I admit that you are the strongest.
warriors, but my men—"
But he soon ran out of words. In fact, it wasn't just him, as if suddenly, everyone present was unable to make a sound.
Because everyone, including King Xin Zhao Zhen, saw a large dazzling silver color appear in the forest, as well as countless warriors and knights sitting on horses...
King Xin's cavalry army! And it is a regular army numbering at least several thousand.
The silver warriors and cavalry stood quietly in the forest, facing off quietly with the men and horses of Zhang Yuanzheng, the left guardian saint of the Ming Cult on the other side. There was no wind in the forest, and the black and silver warriors were standing there.
in their respective camps.
After the clouds in the sky dispersed, the afternoon sunshine shone unreservedly from the forest, forming light pillars that seemed to have a sense of substance on the edge of the treetops. These light pillars fell on the emblem of King Xin's army on the drooping flag.
, or on the flag of General Wu of Sichuan, except for the occasional sneezing or the snorting of war horses, there was no sound in the entire forest.
This was an awkward silence. Xiao Shanhe, Zhuang Dashi, and the gloomy-looking left guardian saint Zhang Yuanzheng, and the cold-looking No. 2 deputy captain of the Xinwang Army Special Forces Team on the other side, with a long spire
The commander of the Xinwang cavalry army, General Wu Jie, whose expression could not be seen clearly from his helmet, faced each other without saying a word.
Only King Xin Zhao Zhen was sitting leisurely under a stone in the center, looking at both sides with some amusement. "Ahem." King Xin Zhao Zhen coughed, and people on both sides looked at him. All the soldiers of King Xin's army were waiting for his order.
On the opposite side, everyone from the Ming Cult was waiting for his decision.
At this time, Xinwang Zhao Zhen took the lead to break the silence and said: "Let's negotiate!" Zhang Yuanzheng, the guardian saint of the left, nodded helplessly.
In fact, the long and boring negotiation between the two parties lasted until the evening. In fact, the only real participants were Zhang Yuanzheng, the guardian saint of the left, Wu Jie, the cavalry general of King Xin's army, and Zhao Zhen, king of Xin.
On the other side, Xiao Shanhe and Zhuang Dashi, under the instruction of Xin Wang Zhao Zhen, helped He Zizai out of the bushes, who was covered in blood, and reluctantly thanked the latter. Faced with Xin Wang Zhao Zhen's
Identity, status and strength, so they had to lower their profile.
At dusk, the bleak atmosphere gradually became thicker. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the earth, and the golden sunshine dyed all the scenery on the ground with a layer of light yellow.
During the negotiation, it was nothing more than that all members of the Ming Cult, including of course the members of the Ming Cult under the left guardian saint Zhang Yuanzheng, could be placed under the control of King Xin Zhao Zhen, and all the forces of the Ming Cult would fully cooperate with the forces of King Xin Zhao Zhen.
After the negotiation, the people of Mingjiao left. King Xin Zhao Zhen also continued to move northeast. Although assassinations continued from all sides, the enemy suffered a lot of losses after this bloody battle. King Xin Zhao Zhen did not need to be too cautious.
He still had people follow him secretly and sent people around to block the news. He himself continued to move forward with only a few people.
Because of righteousness, he could not blatantly lead an army to hang out on Jinghu North Road, so King Xin Zhao Zhen asked Wu Jie to lead his troops back first and wait for orders to be ready for reinforcements at any time.
Just riding on horses on the road between the countryside, King Xin Zhao Zhen and his party could already feel the obvious atmosphere of war. On the back of Jinghu North Road were the Kingdom of Jin and the Kingdom of Song, the Kingdom of Qi and the Kingdom of Song, the Kingdom of Qi and King Xin's Army, and the Kingdom of Jin.
There was a melee between the army of the Kingdom of China and King Xin, and in the south, there was a battle between the army of the Song Dynasty and the army of Yang Yao. The battle was already in full swing.
Without the armor, King Xin Zhao Zhen simply found a tailor to order a set of silk robes when passing through a small town along the way, and put on the airs of a nobleman. At this moment, he sat upright on the horse and looked around
, the whole body is made of silk and satin, and a long sword with a silver-plated handle hangs from his waist, which makes him look somewhat like a young aristocrat.