After informing Zeng Xiaoxian, Zhou Yang returned to Wanjie Lou.
At this moment, the Chongzhen Emperor, Zhu You, and the other Emperors all wore solemn expressions. Each of them wore at least a thin layer of armor. This battle was very important to them.
If they were defeated, the Eight Emperors would know that there was something more frightening than having their names stained with infamy for ten thousand years, and that was to have their names stained with infamy for ten thousand years. Even if they were victorious, they would have to divide the credit among themselves. For example, Emperor Chong Zhen, Zhu Youjian, was defeated by the peasant uprising led by the Roaming King and the Qing army outside the Great Wall.
However, there were still a few years before the fall of his country. Song Qinzong, Zhao Huan, had been around for less than half a year.
If his credit was ranked the least, he would probably be captured and ravaged by the Jin Kingdom before the Eight-Nation Alliance arrived.
"Which world should we go to first?" Zhou Yang looked at the nervous and expectant Emperors and asked.
"Let Zhu Youjian bring the troops over first." Song Gaozong, Zhao Gou, smiled and said, "After all, Zhu Youjian has the least troops. It will save time." “
No matter which world they went to first, it did not affect them much. After all, they still had to wait for the Eight-Nation Alliance to gather before they could go to the world of The Deer and the Cauldron.
At this time, showing a little humility and slightly mocking the Chongzhen Emperor, Zhu Youjian, was indeed satisfying.
"Let's start from the number of troops. Whichever world has the least troops, we will start from that world." Song Huizong, who was at the side, was quite satisfied with his son's suggestion. After all, he had the most troops. The big shots should be left to the end.
"I did not bring a lot of troops, just eight hundred thousand." Song Huizong, Zhao Ji said calmly. If not for the twitching of his eyes, he would really think that he was calm and indifferent.
"Eight hundred thousand?"
Everyone in the Myriad World Tavern looked at Song Huizong and Zhao Ji in shock. 500,000 troops, everyone felt that it was a huge number. Now, Song Huizong had actually gathered 800,000 troops.
The Ming Dynasty's Emperors took a few steps back, distancing themselves from Emperor Huizong and Zhao Ji. Even the Song Dynasty's Emperors took a few steps back. Dammit, other people might not know about Great Song's military, but they did. The more soldiers they had, the weaker their combat power would be.
Once an army exceeded two hundred thousand, without a famous general to lead them, they would be like a bunch of tofu dregs. When the army achieved a great victory, they would all shout and charge forward.
If they were defeated, even if they were at a slight disadvantage, they would run away faster than rabbits.
The scholars of the Song Dynasty taught the Great Song Dynasty's army everything else. For a gentleman to take revenge, ten years is not too late. This famous saying was deeply ingrained in the bones of the army, from the army cooks to the generals.
If there were any signs that something was amiss, he would retreat. He would hide for a while and only come out when everything was under control.
"Ahem … Zhao Ji, you'd better choose some elites from the army." Song Taizong, Zhao Guangyi, couldn't stand it anymore. Dammit, do you think this is a demonstration? The more soldiers you have, the stronger the limelight will be. This is a war, not a suicide mission.
If having a large number of soldiers was useful, he would have conquered the sixteen provinces of Yan Yun long ago. If having a large number of soldiers was useful, the emperors would be beaten like dogs.
"Emperor Taizong, don't worry about me." Song Huizong, Zhao Ji, said indifferently. They were all emperors, and no one would listen to anyone, not even their ancestors.
Although he also felt that he was having a fever at that time, after listening to Gao Qiu's words, his blood was boiling. As long as one was a soldier in Tokyo, no matter if one was a constable or a jailer, he would make up the numbers.
Looking at the black mass in the sky, Song Huizong, Zhao Ji, felt very good about himself. This black mass of soldiers was like a huge wave that could topple mountains and overturn seas. What kind of opponent could they not smash into powder?
Although he felt a little uncomfortable seeing some soldiers only wearing leather clothes and holding a hoe, it was impossible for him to admit his mistake in front of the other emperors.
"I'm afraid you're the only one who can trust you." Song Qinzong, Zhao Huan, said, the corner of his mouth twitching. In the face of danger, he ran faster than a rabbit. Unfortunately, he miscalculated and was not as fast as the horse of the Golden Man, and was caught.
"Humph!" Song Huizong snorted coldly, and his face was slightly unsightly. If it was the emperors of the Ming Dynasty who mocked him, he wouldn't say anything.
Although they were cooperating, they were also competitors. The sooner they eliminated the surrounding alien tribes, the sooner he could be relieved.
He didn't expect that his son would oppose him. It should be known that there were only four emperors in the Song Dynasty, including him, and two of them were his sons. This time, he wanted to be the commander-in-chief of the allied forces.
This was also the reason why, under the bewitchment of Gao Qiu, he mobilized 800,000 soldiers. With the largest number of soldiers and the most supporters, he naturally became the leader of the allied forces, which was the leader of the eight countries.
Zhao Ji of Song Huizong, at the thought of it, his little heart thumped wildly. At that time, if it were not for Gao Qiu's flattery, he would have composed a poem on the spot. Zhao Ji's fart had shattered the inspiration in his mind.
It was such a good poem, yet it was destroyed just like that. What a pity, what a pity, what a pity.
"We all know that the goal of this time is to attack the capital of the Qing Dynasty. The capital is divided into four sides, and I, Zhao Ji, will attack one side alone." Song Huizong said viciously in his heart, "How dare you look down on me? I must be the first to climb to the city wall and let you sing the song of conquest." “
The emperors of the Ming Dynasty glanced at each other and agreed. F * ck, this was a war, not a brothel. If they could occupy one more side, they would occupy one more side. People would die in a war.
"Zhao Huan and I will attack one side." Song Taizong Zhao Guangyi said lightly. Song Qinzong Zhao Huan, who was beside him, remained silent. Obviously, the two had reached a secret agreement.
"Zhu Qizhen, how about the two of us form a team?" Song Gaozong Zhao Gou was a little anxious. He complained to the emperors of the Song Dynasty, "You bastards, how can you just leave me like this? I have General Yue Pengju. "
He wasn't as powerful as his father, Song Huizong. If they fought alone, did they really think that this was a game?
Among the four emperors of the Ming Dynasty, he eliminated the Chongzhen Emperor first. As for the Chongzhen Emperor's father, Ming Guangzong Zhu Changluo, his son was so miserable, his father was not much better.
After all, Ming Guangzong Zhu Changluo had only been emperor for a month. The time difference between them was too short. As for Zheng De Emperor, Zhu Houzhao.
Looking at his thick golden armor and the black sword at his waist, this guy was obviously very strong. If he formed a team with him, it would be hard to say who would be stronger.
Ming Guangzong Zhu Changluo was different. His subordinates weren't weak. Without a general to lead them, as long as he used Yue Fei's name, he would obediently join his team.
"How about the two of us form a team? We won't interfere with the army, and Yue Pengju will completely command it?" Yue Fei's name was indeed very useful. This killer weapon made Ming Guangzong Zhu Changluo surrender.
The remaining three emperors looked at each other. Chongzhen Emperor slightly signaled to Ming Guangzong that he would completely listen to him.
Ming Guangzong Zhu Changluo lowered his head and thought for a while. The three of them finally chose Zheng De Emperor. Out of the three of them, he was the strongest. Moreover, the two of them understood Zheng De Emperor very well. He could be considered a decent emperor.
Zhou Yang watched from the side and couldn't help but twitch a little. These emperors hadn't even started fighting, and they had already split into four teams.
However, Zhou Yang wasn't worried that they would lose. It was possible that they would lose in some areas, but overall, the allied army would definitely win. Firstly, they had the advantage in military strength. Secondly, they had the Yue Army, Yang Army, and Guan Ning Iron Cavalry. These famous troops in history were enough to fight against the Qing Army.
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