Just like the other streets, the Road of Peace was deserted.
The experts of the Tianhai clan and those princely estates had long since left the city to rendezvous with the rebel army and were now outside the Imperial Palace.
At this time, the Prince of Zhongshan left the rebel army and returned to his estate on the Road of Peace.
The Prince of Xiang and the Prince of Zhongshan had the highest prestige among the princes of the Chen clan.
His departure was a very shocking matter to the rebel army, and it might even shake their morale.
Qin Chi was the chief strategist of the manor. He did not follow the army north. Instead, he secretly remained in Jingdou, acting as liaison and support.
After receiving the news, he quickly returned to the Prince's Mansion. When he saw the Prince sitting in the armchair, it was as if he had seen a ghost.
The Prince of Zhongshan had been recuperating at Blue Pass this entire time. Today, he had arrived at the capital and met with the Prince of Xiang in the rebel army. After speaking for a while, he had returned to his personal camp. No one had expected that he would return to the capital himself. After returning to his estate, he took a bath, slept, and changed into a thin and soft silk robe. At this moment, he was holding a bowl of fried paste noodles and slurping it down.
"My good Prince … What are you doing? Do you know that we are plotting a rebellion? Is this a rebellion? "
Qin Chi said with a face full of absurdity, "You can either follow them or quickly make up your mind. How can you just go home and sleep? Is this bowl of noodles that delicious? "
The Prince of Zhongshan put down his bowl and expressionlessly said, "Annoying, just tell me what you want!"
Qin Chi's eyes turned as he whispered, "From the situation outside the Imperial City, the Prince of Xiang seems very confident."
The Prince of Zhongshan sneered, "You think that Brother Wang will let me be emperor?"
Qin Chi was slightly startled, and said, "I think … it shouldn't be."
The Prince of Zhongshan replied, "This being the case, what difference does it make to me whether he succeeds or not?"
Qin Chi bitterly smiled. "The problem is that if Sir does not obey the Prince of Xiang, once the matter is over, he will assuredly kill you."
The Prince of Zhongshan replied, "That's reasonable. Since His Majesty will not kill me, I will still support His Majesty."
Qin Chi was stunned again, wondering where these words came from.
Before he could say anything else, the Prince of Zhongshan's hand landed on his throat.
His Highness's fingers were like iron. She really shouldn't have persuaded him to put down the bowl of zhajiang noodles.
These were Qin Chi's last two thoughts.
Even when his throat was crushed, he still could not understand how the prince knew of his private contact with the Prince of Xiang's estate and why he had done this.
Qin Chi's corpse was dragged away, but the Prince of Zhongshan still felt very unhappy. He undid his clothes and vigorously fanned himself.
A beautiful concubine walked in and quickly fanned him with a small fan.
What the strategist couldn't understand even at the moment of his death, this concubine saw it clearly.
Even if the prince did not know that this strategist had a secret relationship with the Prince of Xiang's estate, he would not listen to his opinion, because the prince had never had a favorable opinion of the Prince of Xiang.
Even though the rebel army's situation was very good, even though Prince Chen Liu had been a hostage for ten years, he was still able to successfully convince so many courtiers.
"I heard … that some people in the palace have also been convinced by Prince Chen Liu."
The concubine somewhat hesitantly glanced at the Prince of Zhongshan.
The Prince of Zhongshan replied, "Tongues are like sabers and swords, but in the end, they're not real sabers and swords, so what use do they have?"
The concubine sighed and filled the wine cup in front of him.
The Prince of Xiang gazed out the window at the autumn sky, his hand gripping a small cup of wine. His mood was not as relaxed as his expression.
The rebel army had taken control of the capital, but there was still some time before they could take the Imperial Palace.
Just where did the Prince of Xiang's confidence come from? Why did he not care about Chen Changsheng in the slightest?
The Prince of Zhongshan suddenly thought of something and smashed his wine cup on the table. He harshly yelled, "North-Pacifying Army!"
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From its name, one could see that the North-Pacifying Army was the strongest army of the Demi-human race.
The North-Pacifying Army was originally supposed to reinforce the human army and attack the demons, but not long after passing the Cong Province Army headquarters, it stopped advancing north and began circling around the plains.
At the start, many people believed that the Demi-human race had gone back on their word. Later on, when two demi-human reinforcements suddenly appeared at Xuelao City, many people believed that the North-Pacifying Army was acting as a cover for the two demi-human reinforcements. However, reality proved that all their guesses were wrong, or perhaps incomplete.
Before those two demi-human reinforcements had passed through the mountains bordering the Elf steppe to reach Xuelao City, the North-Pacifying Army had already begun to move. A group of twenty thousand demi-human warriors swiftly passed through the Western Cong Plateau. Under the deliberate permission of the garrison of Snowhold Pass, they silently brushed past the left side of Tianliang County and finally reached the perimeter of the capital.
Mount Mo had collapsed for ten years and was now ten-some shallow hills, all sorts of wildflowers growing on them.
As they passed through these hills, many demi-human warriors would have a wildflower on their collars.
Many farmers along the way had already noticed the existence of this demi-human army. The people of the Great Zhou Dynasty could often see demi-humans, but it was very rare for them to see so many muscular demi-human men at the same time. They inevitably felt somewhat uneasy, but the thought that the demi-humans were allies of the humans prevented them from crying out in panic.
The North-Pacifying Army truly lived up to its reputation as the most elite of the demi-humans. Demi-human warriors were naturally undisciplined and undisciplined, but they still managed to maintain excellent military discipline during this long march. Even when they formally met up with the rebel army on the outskirts of the capital, there were no problems, and there was no chaos that many people feared.
Twenty thousand valiant demi-human warriors had joined the rebel army, completely throwing the balance of power between the two sides out of balance. More importantly, the appearance of the North-Pacifying Army in the capital represented the White Emperor's stance. Only now did everyone realize that the White Emperor and the Prince of Xiang had already formed an alliance.
After the northern expedition against the demons concluded, the experts of the Divine Domain would presumably need a very long time to recuperate. Shang Xingzhou was old and Wang Zhice would not participate in worldly affairs. The Prince of Xiang and Cao Yunping, two experts of the Divine Domain, and the White Emperor, a Saint, truly had the right to determine the situation of the entire continent.
The morale of the rebel army was boosted, but the frontlines were still engaged in a decisive battle with the demons. Neither the princes, the generals, nor the soldiers could truly be confident and confident, so even now, they had not used catapults or other large-scale siege weapons. But if this stalemate continued, blood would inevitably flow.
The gates of the Imperial City were tightly shut, the rebel army and the defending army constantly cursing at each other. The rebel army had not used siege weapons, perhaps for this very reason, but the divine crossbows on the walls of the Imperial City had not been fired. However, the obscenities that fell into the ears of the rebel army were no better than the arrows flying through the air.
Grand Tutor Bai Ying, supported by several civil officials, shakily walked up to the walls. Looking down at the rebel army, he used a sound amplifying artifact to speak for some time. Seeing that the rebel army did not move, he couldn't help but grow angry. He began to shout at the Prince of Xiang, his words constantly repeating the phrase 'eternal curse'.
The rebel army parted like a tide. The Prince of Xiang rode to the front of the Imperial City and said to Grand Tutor Bai Ying, "To be condemned by the masses and die without a cause, that is the weakling, not me."
Grand Tutor Bai Ying was disappointed. He placed his hand on his chest as he was helped down by the officials. (To be continued …)
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