Chapter 75: Capturing the Emperor Alive, to Kill or Cut Him Up [Must Read Chapter]

"Jinwu Guards--"

"Iron Pagoda--"

"Tiger and Leopard Cavalry--"

"Follow me to attack and protect His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin!"

Almost at the same time, when Kang Yang, the commander of the Daxin Imperial Guards in Tumubao, issued an order for the Imperial Guards to attack and protect the emperor.

In the Longcheng Jingnan Army camp, several generals such as Huo Qubing, Pang Xianchu, Fan Wuji, and Xiao Po also rushed out with their long spears and long swords.

General Wang Jian also immediately ordered the Qin Ruishi to press forward and be ready to provide cover for the cavalry with large crossbow carts at any time.

Dengdengdeng!

Dengdengdeng!

In an instant, tens of thousands of war horses galloped outside Tumubao, and the flying iron hooves trampled the earth wantonly, like a tornado passing through, sweeping up the yellow sand and flying dust all over the sky.

At this time, Chen Huaian and Zhao Gan, who were in the center of the battlefield storm, seemed to have automatically filtered out everything that was happening around them.

In their eyes, there was only each other.

One of them, wearing a golden armor, stood proudly on the horse's back, with one arm hanging down, dragging a cold and shining Fang Tian Huaji, as if he could chop the stars in the sky with one halberd;

The other, also wearing a golden armor, was picked off the horse's back, and a peerless magic weapon forged from a meteorite from outer space, the Overlord Spear, also lost its luster in his hand and became extremely dim.

However, what was even dimmer than the Overlord Spear that had lost its luster was the look of Zhao Gan, the second emperor of Daxin.

The once self-important Emperor Jian'an, who claimed that his civil and military abilities were comparable to those of the Qin Emperor and Han Emperor, no longer had the anger in his eyes.

What he had was just endless humiliation and unwillingness.

He never dreamed that he, who had followed the late Emperor Zhao Mang in battles at the age of fifteen and had made great achievements on horseback, would actually lose to Chen Huaian, a loser.

In such a humiliating way, he was knocked off his horse by Chen Huaian with just one move.

I am not willing to accept this!

How is this possible?

Zhao Gan lay on the cold and stiff ground, not caring about the severe pain of his internal organs being displaced by Chen Huaian's halberd, and forced himself to turn over with a carp jump.

Then, he stepped forward, holding the Overlord's spear tightly with both hands, and took a desperate offensive posture.

On the other hand, Chen Huaian looked down at his defeated general Zhao Gan, still with that neither humble nor arrogant, neither happy nor sad expression.

It seemed that for him, there was no essential difference between knocking Emperor Zhao Gan off his horse and knocking off the bandit Zhao Gan.

At this time, amid the shouts of the cavalry and the deafening sound of horses' hooves, Chen Huaian actually had the leisure to joke with Zhao Gan.

He returned the words Zhao Gan had given him before the incense stick to Zhao Gan intactly: "Zhao Gan, surrender!"

"If you are willing to surrender and perform the etiquette of monarch and subject to me, I will spare you the crime of lingchi and change it to five horses to be torn apart, okay?"

"Chen Huaian, you don't know who will win, but you dare to speak so presumptuously, look at the gun!"

Zhao Gan was furious, picked up the Overlord Spear and rushed towards Chen Huaian.

It must be admitted that Zhao Gan was stupid, but his military strength was also one of the few in the entire Great Xin Dynasty.

Otherwise, he would not have been able to gain a foothold in the Xin Dynasty palace, where martial arts were respected, and ascended the throne of the emperor as the prince of the East Palace.

A Overlord Spear danced in his hand with great power.

Even when he dismounted to fight, the power of the spear did not diminish.

Clang!

Clang!

Clang!

In an instant, Zhao Gan, who dismounted to fight, launched three consecutive moves against Chen Huaian on horseback.

Sweeping, slashing, stabbing, he did everything he could.

But what Zhao Gan had to face was Chen Huaian, the hidden god-level warrior of the entire Daxin Dynasty.

Just like the duel on horseback, Chen Huaian still gave Zhao Gan three moves first, then he clenched the Fang Tian Hua Ji and raised his hands above his head.

Then, he pushed hard on the stirrups with his toes, and the whole person suddenly jumped into the air, turning into a long golden afterimage, and smashed towards the emperor Zhao Gan on the ground with a move of splitting Huashan.

In a hurry, it was too late for Zhao Gan to turn around and dodge, so he had to bite the bullet and take Chen Huaian's fatal blow.

Clang!

The next second, the Fang Tian Hua Ji in Chen Huaian's hand and the Overlord Spear in Zhao Gan's hand collided violently without any suspense.

These two weapons, made by the same craftsman and forged from meteorites from outer space for 9981 days, sparked and made a metal collision sound that shocked the world and made the gods cry.

With just this one move, Zhao Gan, the tyrant who was in the top ten in terms of military strength in the Great Xin Dynasty, was knocked to his knees by Chen Huaian's halberd. The two hands holding the Overlord Spear had already lost consciousness due to the divine power from outer space.

For a moment, an extremely strange scene with a bit of black humor appeared on the battlefield.

Emperor Zhao Gan, wearing golden armor and holding the Overlord Spear above his head with both hands, knelt straight in front of Chen Huaian, the King of Jin, who was also wearing golden armor and holding the Fang Tian Hua Ji in both hands in a forceful manner.

The afterglow of the setting sun hit the two of them, reflecting thousands of golden lights.

It made the soldiers of the two armies outside the battlefield confused about who was the emperor.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, an arrow came and almost brushed Chen Huaian's face.

It was the Emperor Zhao Gan's Imperial Guards Cavalry that came!

Kang Yang, the commander of the Imperial Guards, who was holding a horse lance and charging at the front, immediately turned sideways and shouted: "Who told you to shoot arrows? What if you accidentally hurt the emperor?"

Then, he turned around and roared at Chen Huaian: "Chen Huaian, the thief, don't hurt the emperor's dragon body!"

"All the generals of the Imperial Guard, follow me to capture the thief and save the emperor!"

"Kill!"

At the same time.

The brave general Pang Xianchu also rushed over, pointing the 10-foot snake spear in his hand directly at the commander of the Imperial Guard Kang Yang, and angrily said: "Kang Yang, the brave general Pang Xianchu is here, don't be presumptuous!"

As he spoke, the two cavalry armies charging at high speed collided on the battlefield without any suspense.

Almost subconsciously, the two cavalry teams that were charging hard all chose to turn their horses around when they were about to approach Chen Huaian and Zhao Gan, the two people in the center of the battlefield.

It was like two high-speed moving flood peaks were divided into two by the towering mountains.

After bypassing the mountain, they clashed again.

Clang!

Clang!

Clang!

In an instant, the long swords and spears in the hands of the Imperial Guards and the Iron Pagoda and Tiger and Leopard Cavalry soldiers kept colliding with each other alternately, making a series of harsh metal collision sounds.

The shouts of the soldiers and the neighs of the horses in pain intertwined into one.

The Iron Pagoda and the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry were all the elite cavalry of the Longcheng Jingnan Army, and the Imperial Guards of the Daxin Imperial City, which they had to face in this battle, were also the elite of the elite of the entire Daxin Dynasty.

Cavalry against cavalry.

Elite against elite.

The Battle of Tumubao was destined to be an extremely tragic hand-to-hand combat on horseback from the beginning.

Every moment, every minute, every second, people kept falling off their horses after being killed in battle, and countless people were injured.

At the end of the fierce battle, the 20,000 imperial soldiers guarding the city of Tumubao and the 20,000 Qin elite soldiers of the Longcheng Jingnan Army were all thrown into the battlefield.

The two armies of 60,000 to 70,000 men fought fiercely outside Tumubao, from dusk to night, from sunset to moonrise.

On the simple earthen wall of Tumubao, Sun Heling, the top three in the palace examination of Daxin Zhenwu in the 20th year, leaned on the wall with disheveled hair.

Those eyes, though turbid, were firm enough, never moved away from the battlefield of the fierce battle outside Tumubao, and two lines of hot turbid tears had already wet the old cheeks.

Gradually, as the figures of the Japanese soldiers and the imperial guards on the battlefield became fewer and fewer, they became fewer and fewer, until they were completely submerged in the sea of ​​people of the Longcheng Jingnan Army.

Sun Heling finally couldn't help but stand up and climbed up the battlements of the wall alone.

With the help of the bright moonlight, he vaguely saw two golden figures on the battlefield.

One was long and firm, and the other was languid and wretched.

Sun Heling roared to the sky: "Dragons fight in the wild, their blood is black and yellow;

The great Xin country is falling apart;

The chaos of the kings is back;

The suffering of the people——"

As he said this, Sun Heling covered his face and smiled bitterly, choking and unable to speak anymore.

In a trance, a hunched figure fell headfirst from the simple earthen wall of Tumubao.

Almost at the same time, a roar sounded on the battlefield outside Tumubao: "All the treacherous people in the court army were executed, and the tyrant Zhao Gan was captured alive——"

"The Longcheng Jingnan Army is mighty!"

"Live the King of Jin for a thousand years!"

......

Jinling City, Prime Minister's Mansion.

Qin Ruhui, the Prime Minister of Daxin, was uneasy, his eyelids were twitching, and he always felt that something big was going to happen.

According to convention, Emperor Zhao Gan, who led the army in person, would send people to report the army's itinerary to the capital every day at an express of 800 miles, so that the six ministries could provide logistical support according to the army's expedition.

However, the prime minister Qin Ruhui, who was acting as the emperor today, did not receive the battle report from the front line during the morning court.

Even in the afternoon, there was still no news about the emperor and the front-line expedition army.

As a result, Qin Ruhui was a little restless on the spot.

The court officials gathered in the prime minister's mansion were also speculating whether there was an accident on the front line.

Finally, Qin Ruhui decided to take the initiative to send an express of 800 miles to find out the news about the emperor and the front-line army.

Who would have thought that Qin Ruhui received an express of 800 miles from the front line before he had time to give an order.

"Report--"

"Report to the Prime Minister, the front line is 800 miles away!"

At this time, Qin Ruhui, who was sitting in the meeting hall of the Prime Minister's Mansion, finally let go of his heart. While ordering people to present the front-line battle report, he also had the leisure to joke with the officials:

"I said that the emperor is a little playful, but he is never vague about major issues."

"After all, our emperor is on par with the Qin Emperor and Han Wu, and will become a wise emperor in the history!"

As soon as these words came out, the court officials present nodded in agreement, flattering the Prime Minister for his foresight.

Qin Ruhui's face was also smiling like a chrysanthemum.

However, when he opened the 800-mile express sent back from the front line, the smile on his face froze immediately.

This 800-mile express was not sent back in the tone of Emperor Zhao Gan, but was sent back jointly by Shen Guangming, the Minister of War, and the six officials who followed the army to the expedition.

The content only had one line of words: The army was defeated in Tumubao, and the emperor was captured alive by the thief Chen Huaian!

Swish!

Qin Ruhui was struck by lightning, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He subconsciously closed the memorial.

In the hall, an official noticed that Prime Minister Qin was abnormal, and immediately asked with concern: "Prime Minister Qin, the emperor wrote a letter, is there any new decree?"

Haha!

The next second, Qin Ruhui's expression returned to normal, and he returned to his usual posture as steady as an old dog. He smiled and said, "No, no!"

"It's just the daily chores of marching and fighting!"

With that said, Qin Ruhui stood up, walked to the meeting hall and said to the officials present: "Everyone, now that we have restored contact with the emperor and the frontline expeditionary army."

"You don't have to waste time here. You can go back to your government office. If you need any cooperation, I will send someone to your government office."

Prime Minister Qin Ruhui had already spoken, and all the civil servants present stopped insisting.

After they all stood up and said goodbye to Prime Minister Qin, they left the meeting hall of the Prime Minister's Mansion in twos and threes.

Only a few of Qin Ruhui's close courtiers stayed as usual, waiting for further arrangements from Prime Minister Qin.

"Close the door!"

As soon as the courtiers left, Qin Ruhui immediately changed his face and ordered someone to close the door of the meeting hall with a serious look on his face.

Seeing this, several former princelings and now powerful Daxin court officials present finally realized that something big must have happened about the eight hundred miles of emergency that had just been reported from the front.

As expected, Qin Ruhui said straight to the point: "Everyone, something bad has happened. The imperial army's Northern Expedition defeated Tumubao, and the emperor was captured alive by that thief Chen Huaian!"

hiss!

As soon as these words came out, several people present couldn't help but take a breath.

Wang Xuefeng, the Secretary of the Ministry of Revenue, looked at Qin Ruhui with an expression of disbelief, and said word by word: "Prime Minister Qin, this is no joke!"

Guo Wei, the Minister of Punishment, also hurriedly echoed: "Yes, Prime Minister Qin, is this news true?"

Facing his confidants on a boat, Qin Ruhui rushed the eight hundred miles sent back from the front line and threw it to Wang Xuefeng, the Secretary of the Ministry of Revenue.

The latter only glanced at it and suddenly looked as if he had been struck by lightning. He was stunned in place and couldn't believe it.

The other people also looked at the memorials sent back from Tumubao by Shen Guangming, the Minister of War at the front line, risking their lives to send them, and they all looked like they were mourning for their heirs.

In the end, Wang Xuefeng, the Secretary of the Ministry of Revenue, was the first to wake up and humbly asked Qin Ruhui: "Prime Minister Qin, this matter is of great importance. How should we deal with it?"

"Yes, Prime Minister Qin, what should we do now?"

"Prime Minister Qin, please make up your mind, we will all listen to you!"

For a moment, everyone who came back to their senses looked at Qin Ruhui with a solemn expression, as if they had found a backbone.

Qin Ruhui was silent for a while, and then he said, "Everyone, there are two questions before us now."

"First, what will the dog thief Chen Huaian do after he captures the emperor alive?"

"Secondly, if something unexpected happens to the Emperor, how should he choose the successor to the throne?"

"Only by clarifying these two issues can we be targeted and invincible!"