Because they were overly nervous, before the new soldiers charged, the entire world would become silent, so much so that people couldn't even hear the drums.
Less than three li away, no Beiliang cavalry had left their ranks.
Zhao Guiru was dejected and no longer had the energy to talk to Yuchi Changgong. His eyes were dull as he muttered to himself on horseback, "King of Beiliang, can't we talk nicely? In the end, Beiliang and Liyang are still one family. It's not good to fight with your own family. You Beiliang have killed hundreds of thousands of Beimang barbarians, haven't you killed enough yet? What kind of hero are you if you kill your own people … Besides, you're an expert on the same level as Đồng Thái. Fighting and killing with people like me is degrading! "
Yuchi Changgong raised a hand high. Without turning around, he roared with all his might, "Set up the formation!"
The four thousand infantry were in the center, forming layers upon layers of defense. The shields were like walls, and the archers were ready to draw their bows.
The three thousand cavalry on the left and right wings began to raise their spears.
According to the intelligence reports from Lianghuai and Zhaogou, the eight hundred Beiliang light cavalry didn't carry any spears, only crossbows and sabers.
Yuchi Changgong, who had already urged his horse to the front of the left wing's West Base Camp, sadly discovered that he seemed to have become that fledgling of the Liaodong Border Army again.
West Base Camp was the first camp of the Jingji Western Army. It had always been arrogant and believed that it alone could defeat the other two camps.
The camp's name came from the West Wall.
However, after twenty years, everyone, including Yuchi Changgong himself, had forgotten who had taken down the West Wall.
It seemed that only now, when they stood opposite Beiliang and had to face the Xu family's cavalry head-on, did they realize this forgotten truth.
The pale-faced Anxi General Zhao Guiru led a group of his own cavalry and retainers to the right wing of the cavalry, constantly glancing in Yuchi Changgong's direction. This was the first time in his life that he regretted becoming enemies with Yuchi Changgong.
Every time there was a war, there had to be a high-ranking officer leading the charge. Originally, this was the military law of Liyang. However, other than the two Liao provinces, and at most Nanjiang, the military forces of the vast majority of other places were more or less not so rigid and rigid.
Right now, the main general Zhao Gui was continuously retreating backwards, causing the entire right wing cavalry to become slightly restless, their formation starting to become lax.
Although the ordinary soldiers in the Jingji Western Army did not know the shocking news that Beiliang had defeated Beimang, who had not heard that the new Prince Liang was a martial arts grandmaster who had defeated Wang Xianzhi of the Wulin City. This was an immortal who could fly around. Even if they felt that the young Prince would not be able to kill all 7,000 soldiers, it should be possible for him to kill 700 or 800 people, right? As one of the two wings of the cavalry, wouldn't they be the first to die if they charged at the front? If that was the case, one out of three or four cavalry would die. If they were unlucky, wouldn't they be slaughtered like chickens? Even if they were lucky enough to survive, the young vassal king led by three hundred thousand Beiliang cavalry had died in this place, causing the Beiliang army to attack Great Peace City. Who would be responsible for this? It would be them, the little pawns! Would the powerful leaders of the Six Ministries be loyal to you?
Under the sun, on the ground.
In everyone's sight, the light cavalry dressed in white armor shone brightly.
The eight hundred cavalry slowly advanced and did not start a charge.
Just as everyone thought that the Beiliang cavalry would stop in front of the formation and then send someone to negotiate with the Anxi General and Lieutenant Hu Qi.
Strange things happened!
The eight hundred cavalry formed a charging formation in the blink of an eye.
There were no spears.
But the eight hundred white armored cavalry all gripped the Beiliang sabers at their waists.
It was clear that this Beiliang cavalry, who were at an absolute disadvantage in numbers, could still pull out their sabers at any moment and start a charge at any moment against the seven thousand soldiers of the Imperial Court waiting for them to tire out.
The Anxi General Zhao Gui started to gallop his horse, but he did not charge in to kill the enemy. Instead, he displayed astounding riding skills and circled to the back of the right wing cavalry.
Lieutenant Hu Qi Chang Gong knew that as long as the Beiliang cavalry started to charge, whether they won or lost, it would be a small matter. Once the Imperial Court and Beiliang had a falling out, Yuchi Chang Gong and the entire Yuchi Family would not be able to bear the blame.
But at the same time, he could not retreat, not even a step.
If he were to retire today, then his official career in this lifetime would be completely over. Not only would he, Yuchi Changgong, suffer a calamity, but his entire family could forget about having a comfortable day in Li Yang's officialdom.
So Yuchi Chang Gong suddenly squeezed his horse's belly and rode out alone. He came to less than a hundred paces from the front line of the Beiliang cavalry. He bowed, cupped his fists, and said loudly, "This general, Yuchi Chang Gong, greets the King of Beiliang!"
Each of the Beiliang cavalry lines had no more than two hundred men, and in the center was a single, eye-catching ordinary carriage. There were only four or five escorting horses nearby.
The curtains of the carriage were still and lowered.
Receiving no response, the lieutenant continued to lower his head and said loudly, "Reporting to the King of Beiliang! The vassal kings have entered the capital. According to the laws of Li Yang, the retainers of the Beiliang and Huainan kings need to stop at the capital's Western Army Camp! "
Yuchi Chang Gong cupped his fists. Each day felt like a year.
This officer with real power gritted his teeth and slowly raised his head. When he saw a Beiliang cavalry officer who looked like a lieutenant, he did not show any signs of wanting to speak, but his hand had changed from gripping his saber to pulling it out.
Yuchi Chang Gong swallowed and braced himself to say hoarsely, "This general earnestly requests the King of Beiliang to act according to the laws!"
At this moment, an uproar came from the Western Army.
Yuchi Chang Gong, who had already lost all hope, turned his head in shock and saw three riders galloping over. One of them was an old eunuch from the palace, wearing an eye-catching red embroidered robe. He held up a yellow handkerchief and shouted in a shrill voice, "The imperial edict has arrived!"
In addition, there was a rather young official among the two riders. Looking at his official patch, he should be an outstanding figure from the Ministry of War.
Yuchi Chang Gong immediately felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders. It was as if he had just taken a trip to the gates of hell, and he almost collapsed on the back of his horse.
The lieutenant of the Hu cavalry, who was listening to the announcement beside the eunuch, did not hear what the imperial edict said in detail. He only understood the general meaning. It said that the Emperor had specially authorized eight hundred vassal kings to enter the capital with the King of Beiliang and set up camp near the Xiamawei Post Station.
When the old eunuch in the embroidered robe shouted the words "accept the edict", everyone was silent.
Especially that young official from the Ministry of War. The corners of his mouth curled up in a playful smile.
The official from the Ministry of Rites who had been unlucky and had been captured to be an evil person was much more shrewd. He kept his head down. If the imperial edict had not just ended, he would have pretended to doze off on the back of his horse.
The curtain of the carriage did not move at all.
The old eunuch who held the position of eunuch in the Bureau of Rites had a face as stiff as the bark of a tree. It did not move at all.
Even Yuchi Chang Gong could feel the dark presence of the old eunuch.
As the second-in-command of the Bureau of Rites, one of the most important people among the eunuchs of Great Peace City, he was able to wear the red embroidered embroidered robe. At this moment, even in the face of such a rebellious official, the old man still suppressed his anger and did not show any other expression. He did not speak as he held the imperial edict.
A voice rang out, "Are you done?"
The old eunuch stilled and then finally lowered his head. He slowly said, "Finished."
The voice in the carriage did not change in tone. "Then make way for This King."
Yuchi Chang Gong was tongue-tied.
The young official from the Ministry of War was about to reprimand when the old eunuch turned his head and glared darkly at the latter.
Then this eunuch from the Bureau of Rites that even the ministers had to treat with respect said softly to Yuchi Chang Gong, "Captain Yuchi, why are you not protecting the King of Beiliang?"
When Yuchi Changgong turned his horse around to command the army to spread out, Gao Tingshu, who was currently in the limelight in the capital and had risen to fame in the Ministry of War, clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug into his palms.
The old eunuch lowered his head and said in a soft voice, "King of Beiliang, this old servant has to return to the capital and cannot accompany Your Highness."
There was no response from the carriage.
The old eunuch led the two officials from the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Rites back.
The imperial edict was still there.
Since Li Yang unified the world, from the first year of Yonghui to the second year of Xiangfu, only two imperial edicts had been rejected.
And the person who had rejected the imperial edict was the same person.
It was that King of Beiliang who didn't even bother to lift the curtain of the carriage.
The official from the Ministry of Rites carefully glanced at the eunuch from the Bureau of Rites. There was no change in the old man's expression.
Gao Tingshu turned his head to look at the eight hundred cavalry passing through the center of the infantry formation of the Western Army. He sneered, "Such arrogance!"
The official from the Ministry of Rites clearly did not see how the eunuch opened his mouth, but he could hear a soft laugh coming from his throat. This made his hairs stand on end.
Gao Tingshu's lips curled up again.
Previously, he had intentionally or unintentionally slowed down, and the eunuch had not raised any objections.
Gao Tingshu knew that a good show was about to begin.
Because this was Great Peace City, not Beiliang.
— — —
When the walls of Great Peace City slowly entered the sight of the Beiliang cavalry, they appeared even taller and more majestic.
Hsu Fengnian finally lifted a corner of the curtain and looked over. He wore the embroidered robe that had been sewn by the Beiliang Bureau of Gold Thread Weaving. He smiled at the carriage driver and said, "The last time I came here, I felt that the walls were very tall. Looking at it now, it does not seem as tall as the Jing temples at the mouth of our gourd."
Xu Yanbing, who was acting as the carriage driver, jerked his lips but did not speak.
In the second year of Xiangfu, late autumn, the King of Beiliang entered the capital.
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