When a courtyard door creaked open, Yao Shu looked around and saw Liu Bingzhong standing there, holding a knife. Blood was still dripping from the blade, and the blood was still stained on the black body.
The monk's robes and shoes give people a sense of taboo.
"Mr. Liu, what are you doing?" "Restore China."
Liu Bingzhong responded briefly, supported Yao Shu and hurried inside.
Looking at the small courtyard again, I saw Dou Mo, Xu Heng, Wang Xun and others there. Some looked calm, but others had expressions of surprise on their faces. Apparently they had just learned that Liu Bingzhong had rebelled.
There was no time to elaborate, as everyone hurried through the backyard of the Zhongshu Provincial Yamen and entered a warehouse.
Liu Bingzhong put aside the single sword in his hand, stepped forward and groped on the wall, pushed hard, and found a secret door inside.
Behind the secret door was a narrow passage. After walking through the narrow passage to another door, when it was opened, everyone found that they were in Yushitai Yamen.
"Is there such a secret passage in the city?"
"After all, this is Dadu where I majored." Liu Bingzhong did not mince his words. He turned around and looked around, "Let's take a short break."
Yao Shu was helped to sit down. He turned around and saw that the secret door had been closed, and the Yuan army had not yet chased him. He took a few breaths to calm down and calm down after escaping from death.
Having served Kublai Khan for most of his life, tonight the kindness of the emperor and his ministers has been exhausted, and I can't help but feel confused again.
After resting for a while, everyone exited the Yushitai through the side door and saw a quiet alley with high walls on both sides and no pedestrians.
Chaos had already appeared in the city, but this place seemed like a pure land, thanks to Liu Bingzhong's thorough knowledge of the capital city.
"There are many Yuan troops near the southern city wall. We will go north to join Marshal Zhang Jue."
Suddenly, there was a rumble in the distance, like thunder in the sky. Yao Shu couldn't help but stop and looked up at the sky.
"Don't worry, Mr. Yao, it was Marshal Zhang who broke through the new city wall." Liu Bingzhong said, "When I built the new wall, I reserved an empty wall and it would collapse as soon as it was exploded.
"When did Liu Gong join the Tang Emperor?"
"After the prisoner exchange," Liu Bingzhong said, "the Yuan Dynasty exchanged Zhang Rou for the clan nobles who were captured during the Battle of Helan Mountain, and there were lobbyists among them. They... convinced me."
Yao Shu was silent, knowing that the word "persuasion" sounded simple, but Liu Bingzhong must have struggled in his heart.
Because he is like that too.
Their generation has been facing the choice between justice and reality all their lives. I just hope this is the last choice...
When the alley came to an end, the explosions in front of me were getting louder and louder, and the shouts of killing were getting louder and louder.
"Enter the Imperial College, quickly."
The Imperial College has not yet been built, there is no one inside, and it is dark.
Liu Bingzhong directly brought all the Han ministers to the lobby, breathed a long sigh of relief, and said: "Just wait here until Marshal Zhang takes over the capital, and after meeting with His Majesty, we will go to meet the Emperor...
That’s it.”
After speaking, his tone became darker.
But it only took a moment, and he immediately regained his composure. After settling the ministers, he turned around and left the Imperial College.
He was most familiar with this capital city, so he had to meet Zhang Jue to help the Tang army capture the city as quickly as possible and reduce civilian casualties.
After leaving the Imperial College, the night wind blew, carrying the pungent smell of saltpetre. Liu Bingzhong took a deep breath and walked in the direction where the smell of saltpetre was stronger. Suddenly, a rapid sound of horse hoofbeats came from the side.
"Who is there?!"
Liu Bingzhong turned around and saw that Ai Buhua had galloped over on horseback, holding a torch and shining a light in his direction.
"Is it Secretary Cong...is it Liu Bingzhong?" Ai Buhua shouted: "Don't let him escape!"
Afterwards, he glanced at the Imperial College and shouted: "Search, those traitors must be inside!"
"Whoosh", an arrow was shot at Liu Bingzhong, and an attendant jumped to block it.
"Mr. Liu, leave quickly!"
More arrows were fired, but Liu Bingzhong did not run away, but instead faced them.
Chu Ai Bu Hua took two steps and shouted: "What is King Zhao doing? Can you listen to me?"
Seeing that he refused to run away, Ai Buhua raised his hand to stop the soldiers from firing arrows, and motioned to capture him alive, saying, "Do you think I don't know? You betrayed Dayuan!"
"The situation is now like this. King Zhao is going to die for the Yuan Dynasty. Have you ever thought about the people of the Wanggu tribe?" Liu Bingzhong stretched out his hand to push away the attendants who were guarding him, stood in front of Ai Buhua very openly, and said: "Back then,
Wang Gu's tribe was guarding the border for the Jin Kingdom. Didn't they betray the Jin Kingdom and defect to Genghis Khan?"
"You are so brave, you still want to persuade me to surrender? Have you forgotten that I am the son-in-law of the Great Khan!" Ai Buhua was furious.
"King Zhao is the leader of the Wanggu tribe and is responsible for the fate of 50,000 herdsmen."
"Li Xia hasn't won yet. You Han ministers are too happy too soon."
"It is precisely because the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty has not yet won, and the Han officials are all looking forward to the victory. It can be seen that the people's hearts have been determined, and the general trend of the world has become clear. Tonight is the last chance. If you don't obey God's will, it will be too late..."
When Liu Bingzhong said this, Yuan soldiers came forward and held him down.
Ai Buhua ordered him to be taken away, and his eyes turned to the Imperial College.
"King Zhao." Liu Bingzhong let them hold him down and said, "I'm afraid you don't know yet, but Yang Ben, the commander-in-chief of the Tang Army's North Route Army, has already arrived at Kaiping City."
"What?"
Ai Buhua then turned around and said, "Impossible. I have arranged for troops to be stationed in Yinshan. How could Yang Ben arrive in Kaiping?"
"The grassland is vast. Why did the Tang army have to go through the Yinshan Mountains to reach Kaiping?"
"How could his soldiers endure the severe cold in Mobei?"
"Since Han men can go to Langjuxu Mountain, why can't they go around Yinshan Mountain?"
"My troops and horses will intercept them, our horses are faster."
Liu Bingzhong looked at Ai Buhua with a deep look and said: "King Zhao, how can you be sure that they are still loyal to you? At this point in the situation, they are not the sons-in-law of the Golden Family."
Ai Buhua was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said: "I don't believe it, the Khan never said anything about this."
"This matter is not a secret. The Yuan Lord has received the letter a long time ago, but he is deep in thought and does not tell anyone." Liu Bingzhong said meaningfully: "It's okay for others not to know, but what about you, King Zhao? Because you can't guard Yinshan, Kaiping will be destroyed."
If the city falls, won't he express his anger at you? Have you forgotten the death of Yue Naihe?"
"how do you know?!"
Ai Bu Hua couldn't help but be shocked.
What shocked him was that Liu Bingzhong knew that Yue Naihe did not die in an accident where the horse lost control. He had suspicions about this, but there was no evidence.
Liu Bingzhong did not answer, but said: "I might as well tell you another important military situation. Juyong Pass is still in the hands of the Yuan army."
"How could it be?" Ai Buhua was surprised again.
He is not stupid, but he looks very stupid in front of Liu Bingzhong.
"Just imagine, if the Tang army had conquered Juyong Pass, vanguard troops should have arrived today. Why not? Because this news is false."
"But why would the Great Khan tell such false news?"
"In order to force the tribes to sink their boats and fight a last-ditch battle. However, the important town of Yongguan is the only retreat for the main force of the Yuan army. It can be said to be the lifeblood of the Yuan Dynasty. How can it be easily lost?"
"You mean... Juyongguan is still there, and it's still too late for me to rush back to Wanggubu?"
Liu Bingzhong nodded and said, "If you don't want to surrender, it would be the best of both worlds to go back to the Wanggu tribe and observe the situation quietly."
Ai Buhua couldn't help but fell into deep thought and began to be in a dilemma.
With his loyalty to Kublai Khan, he really never thought about betrayal. The wavering tonight was sudden and caught him off guard.
Time passes little by little amid such hesitation, and loyalty is still being tested.
The killing cry had reached not far away, and the fire in the city became more intense. Liu Bingzhong gradually became anxious.
He was eager to rush to see Zhang Jue to ensure that capturing the capital tonight would reduce casualties and losses.
"If King Zhao doesn't believe me, just go to the sweat tent and read the battle reports and you will know. "What did you ask me to do?"
Ai Buhua was still hesitating when he suddenly saw a flash of cold light in the night.
He reacted quickly and dodged quickly.
"Pfft." "Pfft."
The two crossbow arrows were not shot at him, but at the two people who were holding down Liu Bingzhong.
At the same time, Liu Bingzhong rolled on the spot, and Tang troops rushed out from the other side of the alley. At the same time, many voices appeared on the roof, and they raised their crossbows and pointed at Ai Buhua and others.
"The Tang army is here, let's go!" Ai Buhua quickly reined in his horse and left.
Liu Bingzhong got up at this time, but he did not look embarrassed at all. He calmly patted his robes, handed over his hands to the approaching Tang military commander, and said: "Please introduce me to Marshal Zhang, and I can help him control the palace city."
"
"It was the commander who ordered me to pick up Liu Gong." "Thank you very much."
Liu Bingzhong took two steps, turned back and glanced in the direction where Ai Buhua was running away, and sighed in his heart.
What he just said was true, but it's a pity that the young man didn't listen. He didn't follow God's will and regretted it too late.
--"drive!"
Ai Buhua rode his horse and rushed to the vicinity of the palace. He was about to get off his horse, but he hesitated a little but added another whip and rode straight in.
There are not many buildings in the palace wall, and the outline of the main hall is built. Behind it is Kublai Khan's golden-domed tent, which looks a bit nondescript.
Rushing into the sweat tent, I could only hear Na Muhan still talking non-stop.
"I have already said that all those Han ministers should be killed. If I had killed them when I came from Halaholin, the situation would not be like this now..."
obvious.
Although he did not directly say that Kublai Khan did something wrong, the meaning behind his words was very clear.
Therefore, when someone barged in directly, Namuhan was startled. He relaxed a little when he saw that it was Ai Buhua.
"How is the situation in the north of the city?"
Ai Buhua took two steps forward and said, "I have something to talk to you alone."
Na Muhan suddenly became vigilant and signaled with his eyes to the guards beside him to stop Ai Buhua.
Ai Buhua was stunned for a moment, lowered his head and thought for a moment, then took off his sword and threw it aside, then took off his fox fur to show that he was not carrying a weapon.
"I really have something important to tell you."
Namuhan then backed away from the others, but did not get close to Aibuhua, saying: "Don't worry, most of them can still hold on. We don't have to rely on that wall to fight."
"Have you heard that Juyongguan is still there?"
"What?"
There was an obvious expression of surprise on Na Muhan's face.
When Ai Buhua met, he elaborated on Liu Bingzhong's words, and Mu Han's expression became subtle.
The two of them looked at each other, and at the same time their eyes turned to the second floor of the sweat tent, which was Kublai Khan's living quarters, and some documents were stored on it.
"I don't believe that traitor, he must be lying to you.
Namuhan said, picked up a hammer and knocked it down.
With a sound, the box with the gold lock was opened, and inside were several battle reports, written in rows and rows of Uighur-style Mongolian script.
Namuhan picked up a battle report from the document, opened it, and his eyes gradually solidified. "Is this... is it true? The Tang army really attacked Kaiping City?"
Between the black and white words, he seemed to glimpse his father's ambition and helplessness.
"If Kaiping falls, what will the nations around the world think of the Great Mongolia? No, Father Khan knows that, so the only way is to defeat Li Xia. This battle must be won, must be won."