"Although there are more than 10,000 troops here, in fact, Ai Bu Hua's prestige was greatly damaged after the defeat, and all he brought with him were the remnants that had been gathered back. Not to mention that Kublai Khan was seriously injured and has not yet shown his face."
Shi Ji said, his eyes getting hotter.
"After the event is completed, as long as we control Chabi and kill Aibuhua, we can control this army. After returning to Kaiping City, everyone will have contributed to the founding of the country."
Several confidants clasped their fists and said, "Commander, don't worry, we will fight to the death!" After that, they also put forward their own opinions.
"Even Chang'an Tong of Qixue has been captured. We are the most elite Qixue in the Great Yuan Dynasty now."
"Actually, there is no need to kill Ai Hua. He is close friends with His Highness and may support His Highness's succession." Shi Ji patted each of their shoulders with his own hands and began to make arrangements.
"You lead someone to stop the guard." "Okay."
"You lead people to surround Aibuhua's tent first."
After each of his subordinates took the order and left, Shi Ji took out a crossbow and strung it, sharpened his sword, and put on his armor again. He looked at the blurry face reflected on the sword and murmured in a low voice:
"I am Han Chinese."
When he wanted to remember who he was, these four words still gave him great courage. After the helplessness, self-preservation, and hesitation of the entire historian, Shi Ji finally took a firm step. He walked out of the tent.
, into the dark night where the cold wind flows.
"kill!"
A loud shout suddenly sounded in the night.
The guards who had not yet reacted had been chopped down to the ground.
Each of the well-prepared Eagle Guard soldiers fired their crossbow arrows at close range, and then swung their swords to kill. Shi Ji held his crossbow and never made a move. His crossbow arrows were reserved for the most important person.
Finally, after stepping through a pool of blood, he rushed into the tent.
There was only a small fire lit in the tent, and the light was neither dark nor bright. Lying on the felt blanket was a stout and somewhat fat man, who had been awakened.
Two timid Xue men drew their swords and stood in front of them, shouting in Mongolian: "Do you know who this is and you dare to rush in?!" "Pfft."
"puff."
The soldiers of the Shi family were worthy of being elites. They stepped forward without hesitation and slashed with their swords, knocking down the two timid soldiers. Shi Ji strode forward and raised the crossbow in his hand.
He shouted in his heart: "Kublai Khan, suffer death!"
His face was ashen and he was so nervous that his whole body was trembling.
With a click of his fingers, the crossbow arrow penetrated the flesh lightly and deftly, and there was a "pop" sound, which seemed so simple. If Kublai Khan was a hero, he would die like this.
Shi Ji felt a sense of relief in his heart, his pupils suddenly opened, and his whole body was already frozen. The man sitting in front of him looked very much like Kublai Khan.
But no. "Not Kublai Khan?"
Shi Ji murmured, as if falling into an ice cave.
He looked around blankly, as if searching for the real Kublai Khan.
He could figure out what was going on, it was just that he was being tricked. But why it happened, he no longer had the mind to think about it.
"Kill these traitors!"
A sharp shout came from outside the tent. It was Ai Buhua's voice. "Shi Ji! You have indeed rebelled!"
The screams kept ringing out.
Shi Ji rushed out of the tent and saw torches everywhere, lighting up the camp as if it were daytime. It was so bright that he felt extremely desperate.
The languid look on Ai Buhua's body has been wiped away. She seems to have regained her confidence, and her movements are full of momentum. "As expected, the Shi family has secretly taken refuge in Li Xia a long time ago. You keep saying that you are loyal to Hanfa, but in fact you are like a rat and a rat."
Duan's disciples!" Because of Shi Ji's rebellion, it seems that even Mongolians like Ai Buhua, who were deeply influenced by Sinology, no longer trust the Han people.
Shi Ji no longer had the confidence to fight his way out of the thousands of troops and shouted: "I did not seek refuge with Li Xia, I wanted to help the prince ascend the throne. King Zhao! You and the prince are close friends."
"Shoot him!" Aibuhua roared.
It can be seen from this that Shi Ji has never been truly loyal to Zhenjin.
Hou's first thought is always his family business.
Ai Buhua is a nobleman of the Golden Family. No matter how much he admires Han Fa, he is fundamentally not the same kind of person as them. "Swish, swish, swish."
Arrows shot out, hitting Shi Ji one after another. A rebellion was put down just after it started.
For those who have died, death means death, but for those who are still alive, the real trouble has just begun~~
Yanjing.
A magnificent city has been built in the northeast of Jinzhongdu.
Only with the national power of the Great Mongol Kingdom and the Great Yuan Dynasty could such a city be built.
A carriage came swaying from the north. Bai Hua opened the curtain, but he had no intention of admiring the majesty of the new city. "Hurry, hurry!"
He just kept urging.
The wheel that seemed to be falling apart kept rolling forward, heading straight for a contact point for controlling the Eagle Guards in the city. Bai Hua got off the carriage, hurried into the hall, walked around the corridor and entered a small hall.
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Soon, the Eagle Control School from Yanjing will arrive.
This man was a young Han Chinese named Zhang Xiongfei. He was also from a scholar-bureaucrat family in the Jin Kingdom. He was familiar with Bai Hua. When they met, they held hands and said, "Mr. Bai."
"Is Commander Zhang here?"
Zhang Xiongfei shook his head first.
Bai Hua said: "I really have a very important matter to see Zhang Yi."
Zhang Xiongfei quickly glanced outside the hall, led Bai Hua to a more secluded place, lowered his voice, and said: "Commander Zhang's whereabouts are very secretive, and most people don't know about it. If Mr. Bai wants to see him, he still needs to give me some time."
"It's really a very important matter." Bai Hua said, "If it's too late, Your Highness will be in danger." Zhang Xiongfei couldn't help being shocked and responded, "I'll go find Commander Zhang right now."
Bai Hua felt a little relieved, but refused to rest. He just waited in this side hall for Zhang Xiongfei to come back.
He was tired from traveling all the way, and for several days he kept thinking about the seriousness of the current situation. His spirit was extremely tired, and he just nodded his head half asleep.
As if in a dream, he saw Zhang Yi walking in, but there was no head above the neck. The head was held by Zhang Yi on his waist.
"Mr. Bai."
Zhang Yi's head started to speak. Bai Hua felt that all this was ridiculous. "Mr. Bai."
Someone tapped Bai Hua on the shoulder, and he suddenly woke up. When he opened his eyes, he realized that it was indeed a dream. As for the person in front of him, although his face was covered with weather and scars, he was none other than Zhang Yi.
"Commander Zhang, are you still alive?" Bai Hua wiped his forehead and asked.
"Yes, I narrowly escaped death and managed to escape." Zhang Yi responded smoothly as he continued Bai Hua's words. Bai Hua murmured, "I'm afraid I haven't really escaped from the bloody disaster."
"Mr. Bai, it's not easy for me to come to see you and I can't stay too long. To make a long story short, have you received the news I brought?" "Yes."
The news Zhang Yi sent people to tell was actually very simple. Kublai Khan would soon return to Kaiping, so that the princes would be ready to greet him. Of course, a verbal message could not tell too much detail, and Bai Hua did not know all the inside information.
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"I received it, but it's too late. Shi Langjun has already set off to see His Majesty."
"Where is he going to meet His Majesty?"
"west."
"It's over." Zhang Yi said anxiously: "I risked my life to send the message because I was afraid that they would act rashly. Did Mr. Bai send someone to chase him back?" "Yes, I did, but I'm afraid it will be too late." Bai Hua asked in return.
: "Your Majesty is really alive, why hasn't he shown up yet?"
Zhang Yi spoke quickly, leaned his head closer, and said: "I was seriously injured at the beginning, and I finally got out of the desert. After that, did Mr. Bai know about Ma Ge La's wife?"
"Hongjira clan?"
"Yes, Ye Rihan of the Hongji Assassin clan, this woman wants to kill Your Majesty with poison." Bai Hua exclaimed in surprise, "How could this happen?"
"I will report the details to Duke Bai later. Your Majesty has already vented his anger on Mang Gelu because of this matter. Now that he has recovered from his injuries, he secretly returns to Kaiping. He will definitely hand over some state affairs to King Yan. The position of crown prince, and even
Supervise the country
Prince, it’s settled. I still said the same words. At this time, you must be careful and cautious."
After hearing these words, Bai Hua took a deep breath and his eyes became a little tangled.
He twirled his long beard and sighed: "Zhongyi, if it can be as you said, that would be great. But I'm afraid, we have done too much." "Isn't it possible to take it back?"
"It's difficult." Bai Hua shook his head and said, "The princes have persuaded Boyan to support His Highness in supervising the country." "It doesn't matter, Your Majesty may have a grudge in his heart, but he can tolerate it."
"Many courtiers have openly asked His Highness to succeed to the throne." Zhang Yi narrowed his eyes and suddenly became nervous. He paced back and forth, becoming increasingly uneasy.
Bai Hua said again: "In addition to Shi Langjun's matter, Zhong Yi, tell me the truth, is the west side a bait?" Zhang Yi nodded.
"So, Your Majesty is in Yanjing now?" Bai Hua asked. Zhang Yi was silent for a moment, but still nodded.
At this point, the seriousness of the matter has been placed in front of these real gold supporters.
Kublai Khan, who had yet to recover from his serious injury, might be coldly observing these Han ministers who were making small calculations in the dark. Just thinking of that look in his eyes made Bai Hua shudder.
"It can still be undone." Zhang Yidao: "As long as Shi Ji is brought back, everything can be undone. Now that His Majesty trusts me, I will explain it to His Majesty in front of His Majesty. His Majesty has always been filial."
"Zhong Yi." Bai Hua suddenly called out again.
He glanced outside the hall, and his tone suddenly became a little mysterious. "Have you ever thought about it? How about walking the same path to the end?"
Zhang Yi was stunned, as if he had been shocked by electricity.
The Bai Hua in front of me is still the same Bai Hua who wanted to defect to the Song Dynasty even if he abandoned his son, even if no one tried to persuade him. In terms of his obsession with Han law, he may be the most profound among all the princes.
"The big mistake has been made and cannot be recovered. According to the current situation, if you are indecisive, you will suffer a bloody disaster. If you don't deal with it decisively, you are the one who has the best chance to take action."
Bai Hua was not trying to scare Zhang Yi. He thought of the dream just now and thought that if Zhen Jin could not ascend the throne this time, Zhang Yi's death would be completely foreseeable.
"You understand what I mean. People who are not of my race must have different thoughts. Even if you don't think so, what does Kublai Khan think?" Sweat gradually appeared on Zhang Yi's forehead.
Compared to Shi Ji, he is indeed the one who has a better chance of taking action.