"Close the gate! Hurry and close the gate!" Ao Ta, the general guarding the city gate, rubbed his eyes hard. He looked at the dense crowd that had suddenly appeared below the city. It was like a boundless black ocean. There were at least 100,000 of them.
"When did they get to the gate?" Ao Tuo's mind was filled with panic. Oboi had been on the throne for several days now, and everything had been calm. Why had so many soldiers suddenly appeared? Were they the troops sent to rescue the emperor?
He had gone from being one of Oboi's generals to the commander of the northern gate of the capital. This was a lucrative job, and in the short span of two days, he had earned nearly one thousand taels of silver. Was it going to end like this?
Under Ao Tuo's nervous gaze, the gate swiftly closed. Not long after Oboi had started his rebellion, the four gates had been put on alert. If anything happened, they could immediately close the gates.
Chongzhen Emperor Zhu Youjian and the others had just arrived in Beijing. They had originally intended to seize the gate and kill their way into the city, but now that they had arrived in a strange world, the soldiers under their command were rather panicked.
Only a few elite soldiers had attempted to break through the gate, such as the Yang Clan army at the southern gate, the Yue Clan army at the western gate, and the Guanning Cavalry at the northern gate. They had all attempted to break through the gate, but they had only made it halfway before the gate had closed.
"Everyone, rest and reorganize. In one hour, we'll attack!" The generals of the Eight-Nation Alliance ordered the army to rest and recover their morale before attacking the city.
"People in the city, listen up! Let Oboi come out immediately to answer. Otherwise, after the city is breached, your dog heads will be hard to keep!" Emperor Chong Zhen urged his horse and brandished his whip. He was in high spirits as he shouted toward the city gate.
"Oboi, get out here!!"
"Oboi, get out here!"
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Chongzhen Emperor Zhu Youjian's soldiers began to echo the sentiment.
As a result, word spread further and further, triggering a chain reaction, each wave louder than the last. The shouts were so loud that the clouds in the sky were shaken into nothingness, and even the houses in the capital were slightly swaying.
Inside the palace, Oboi was sitting on the Dragon Throne, wearing a golden dragon robe. His face was slightly pale.
As soon as he returned to his own world, Oboi went into seclusion in his mansion and swallowed the Shaolin Recover Pill. He had successfully refined the medicinal effect of the pill, and his Golden Bell Shield had also broken through to the seventh level. However, he kept feeling an invisible force that kept wandering in his body.
In the world of The Deer and the Cauldron, martial artists who could cultivate True Energy could be called experts in the Jianghu. After Oboi swallowed the Great Restore Pill from the Shaolin Temple, he had broken through to the consummate stage of the Postnatal Realm.
In a world where even late Lesser Heaven stage experts couldn't find a single expert, the great circle of the Lesser Heaven stage was simply too far away. Therefore, the people in this world didn't know much about the Greater Heaven stage.
As someone who had been to Wanjie Lou once, Oboi naturally knew about the Xiantian realm. Moreover, he had seen the power of many Xiantian experts.
Oboi thought that the hidden energy was a sign that he was about to break through to the Xiantian realm, so he didn't pay too much attention to it. A small injury like this was nothing to him.
He had no idea that it was Lu Xiaofeng who had shot the hidden energy into his body and sabotaged his progress in cultivation, yet he was still feeling complacent about it.
"Your Majesty, your imperial edict has been delivered to the three border defenses. Wu Sangui, Geng Jingzhong, and Shang Kexi have replied that the three of them are willing to follow your orders, Your Majesty." An ordinary advisor under Oboi's command, who was now a rank three official, said complacently.
After Oboi ascended to the throne, the first thing he did was to reward his subordinates with good positions.
In order to win over the generals who held real power in the world, Oboi gave each of them a rich title.
For example, Oboi directly rewarded the powerful three border defenses with the title of a state within a state. It had been more than two days since he had ascended to the throne, and only a small number of small rebellions had broken out. The other places were as stable as Mount Tai, which made him let out a sigh of relief.
However, there was still a heavy boulder that kept pressing down on his chest.
At the end of the auction, the Chongzhen Emperor, Zhu Youjian, and the other emperors looked at him strangely, which made him restless.
He even dreamed in the middle of the night that the Chongzhen Emperor chopped off his head and hung it on the Meridian Gate for nine days. In his dream, he could smell the stench.
"Oboi, come out!"
"Oboi, come out!"
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The roar was like a tsunami, and Oboi could even feel the ground shaking slightly.
"What's going on?" Oboi roared at the city gate. Who dared to be so presumptuous? Such a big thing had happened, but no one reported it to him. Didn't that mean that they didn't respect him, the emperor?
"Your Majesty, a large number of soldiers have appeared around the city gate. There are no less than one hundred thousand soldiers." One of the guards said in a trembling voice. The densely packed heads had already scared them out of their wits.
As for whether there were more than one hundred thousand soldiers, they didn't know.
Hearing that, Oboi's face changed. "Move the Eight Banners Army to each city gate. I'll go and have a look at the city gate."
Oboi knew that the situation was serious when an army of one hundred thousand soldiers suddenly appeared. Even though the army to rescue the emperor only had a few tens of thousands of soldiers, there was only one possibility.
Oboi walked out of the study room and jumped onto a black horse outside the palace. As the new emperor, Oboi was naturally different from the others. He directly allowed the generals to ride horses to the court. As for the civil officials, they either rode horses or walked. Only the women sat in sedan chairs.
The generals, of course, were overjoyed. It took them more than an hour to walk from their mansions to the study room. Now, it only took them half an hour to ride a horse.
Inside the Imperial Palace, Oboi could be seen galloping towards the city gate. The gate that Oboi was heading towards was the North Gate.
Oboi stood on the city gate and looked down at the countless soldiers. At the front of the army, there was a familiar figure, which made Oboi's eyes widen in anger. "Chong Zhen is your dog emperor?"
"Oh, isn't he the first warrior of the Qing Dynasty? How did he get promoted? His position is not bad, and he's actually on the same level as me. " The Chongzhen Emperor was not angry. He looked at the dragon robe on Oboi's body with some surprise and calmly said.
Even if Oboi was now the retired emperor, it did not matter. In front of absolute power, the resistance of an ant was negligible.
"Besides you, who else came?" Oboi's face was filled with rage. The Chongzhen Emperor, Zhu Youjian, was looking at him like he was a dead man. Did he really think that he could defeat him?
The capital's city walls were almost ten zhang tall, and they were made of solid stone. There was also a three-zhang wide moat. Even an army of several hundred thousand soldiers was useless. Attacking a city did not require a large number of soldiers to break through.
Moreover, he had already mobilized the Eight Banners Army into the Forbidden City. The Eight Banners Army, which had been victorious in every battle, did not fear any enemy.
"Not many, not many. Just eight Emperors and two million soldiers." The Chongzhen Emperor, Zhu Youjian, coldly said. Damn, the tables have turned, and it's finally my turn to gain the upper hand.
"What?" Oboi was shocked when he heard that. So many?
"I heard that when the Jurchens do not have ten thousand soldiers, they are invincible. I've long heard that the Eight Banners Army's prestige has shaken the world. We will not take advantage of you. Our eight countries will each send out an army, and each army will have the same number of soldiers."
"Both sides will fight, and regardless of victory or defeat, they must fight eight rounds before deciding the winner. The side with the most victories will be the victor, and they can propose reasonable conditions to the other side."
"We will invite Shopkeeper Wanjie Lou to be the notary." The Chongzhen Emperor, Zhu Youjian, acted as if he did not see the fear on Oboi's face and suggested.
Ever since the Chongzhen Emperor understood the value of the Heavenly Dao Karma, he did not dare to wantonly slaughter. Directly attacking Beijing was the worst plan, and directly fighting the Eight Banners Army was the most advantageous for them.
Today, he could come to Oboi's world, and tomorrow, a supreme expert could descend into Shun Tian Prefecture. If he had too much karma, he would naturally become the target of others, and there might come a day when someone would take his head.
Oboi was elated when he heard this. Two million soldiers had scared him out of his wits, and now, this method of battle was very advantageous to him. Oboi naturally nodded in agreement.
With Oboi's agreement, Zhou Yang and the emperors of the other three gates gathered at the northern gate.
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