Chapter 11 Chapter 10 The road is far from the three mountains of Pengdao

When the Flying Tiger Army entered Pyongyang City in a neat formation, the whole city was jubilant. All the people welcomed the triumphant team with flowers and smiles, including the Ming army, the returning civil and military officials of Korea, and the people of Korea.In the early sunshine, the city looks so vibrant. The armor of the Flying Tiger Army shone pleasingly. This victory swept away the haze after entering Korea, making them seem to have returned to the era of fighting in the East China Sea.This heroic army kept waving the weapons in their hands, responding to the cheers of the crowd.They believe that even if there are 180,000 Japanese troops in Seoul, they can wipe them all out!

They rode on high-headed horses, and the horses snorted crisply, as high-spirited as they were.Behind them are dozens of chariots made of pig iron, with huge iron cannons and rocket vehicles mounted on them.The Franco cannon was the most advanced firearm at that time, and it could fire more than 500 bullets at a time, and its firepower covered the entire ten-foot-wide front.Rocket cars are divided into Fire Dragon Arrow, Feilian Arrow, Swarm of Bees, and Hundred Tigers, which can launch sixteen, twenty-five, fifty, and one hundred burning rockets at a time respectively.The rockets are doused with kerosene, and some are even loaded with gunpowder. Once shot out, they ignite a huge fire, splitting the ground and becoming powerful.

These weapons helped them to defeat the Japanese army in Bichiguan on a rainy night two days ago, and beat the Japanese army to fear.At this time, they have become part of the military prestige of the Ming army. Everyone's blood boiled in their hearts, and they also believed that no matter how many Japanese soldiers there were and how fierce they were, they would definitely be able to capture Seoul and drive them all out! Zhuo Wangsun looked down on this brave team with his hands behind his back. Unusually, a smile appeared on his face.The cheers in the city resounded through the sky, infecting everyone.

Under the cover, Sunjo's eyes filled with tears.He trembled and wanted to stand up several times, waving to the team, but his feet were weakening, and he couldn't stand up no matter what. If he still has the wealth of the enemy country, he will definitely reward these people with all the wealth without hesitation, give them high officials and generous salaries, and let them cheer happily once. But now he is nothing more than a subjugated king.What else does he have? Xuanzu sat slumped on the throne, his eyes couldn't help getting wet.How much he had been looking forward to such a victory, but when this victory really came, it was like a dream, making people unbelievable.

The civil and military officials behind him couldn't help but shed tears. Here, see the heyday of clothes again. Li Rusong stopped his horse and walked up the steps slowly. Sunjo tried to sit up straight, showing the majesty of the king.His body was trembling constantly.Li Rusong held a stack of horse marks in his hands, announcing the number of enemy generals they had captured in this battle.Although Xuanzu knew the details of this battle long ago, when he saw this scene with his own eyes, he was still trembling with nervousness. Finally, Li Rusong fell on his knees in front of Xuanzu, and said loudly: "Li Rusong, the pioneer of conquering the Japanese, presents him as a captive to the king!"

The Flying Tiger Army behind him let out a loud shout, and they all raised their spears into the air.Each of them had a bunch of bloody heads tied to their horses.That was their glorious victory. With tears in his eyes, Seonjo almost stands up and praises them loudly for their exploits, but at the last moment, he holds back.He tilted his head obsequiously and looked at the person standing beside him. This person is the real master of this city.The victory of this battle really belongs to this person, not him.He must be careful not to do anything that would make this person unpleasant. In the brilliance of the rising sun, Zhuo Wangsun's eyes were so far away, like the unfathomable blue sky.Although there was joy on his face, there was no surprise.Obviously, the victory of this battle was already in his expectation.He arranged all the details, deduced all possible actions of the enemy, and only waited for a victory.

Perhaps, this is the real strategizing, winning thousands of miles away. Li Rusong's worship, at some point, turned to Zhuo Wangsun. The spears raised by all the soldiers seemed to be declaring loyalty and glory to Zhuo Wangsun. At this time, they respectfully bowed at Zhuo Wangsun's feet and accepted his leadership.Although he was domineering and did some things that they couldn't understand, he was a king, and everything the king did was beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.They firmly believe that this king can lead them to one victory after another. Li Rusong bowed respectfully to the ground, waiting for Zhuo Wangsun to order him to attack Seoul again.

In fact, that's what he asked for. "The last general begs the general to appoint me as the vanguard, to attack Seoul, and take the lead against Kuipei Hideyoshi!" All the soldiers got off their horses, fell to their knees, and said in unison: "Invade Seoul, the leader of the enemy!" Everyone looked up at Zhuo Wangsun, their blood boiling, waiting for his answer.This capital, full of flowers and glory, waited with bated breath at this moment, waiting for the emperor to declare a greater victory. Zhuo Wangsun said indifferently: "Retract the troops." Everyone was astonished, Zhuo Wangsun didn't have any joy on his face.This war didn't seem to make him feel happy at all.

What exactly does he want? All the people in the city looked at him in bewilderment.At this moment, they completely believed that he was a king.Because, only the king can have the seven emotions and six desires that are diametrically opposed to ordinary people. Zhuo Wangsun turned around and was about to leave. Suddenly, a sound of horseshoes broke the silence of Pyongyang.Zhuo Wangsun's eyes sharpened suddenly.A white horse came galloping from Juechen outside the city, and all the guards stepped aside one after another. The mysterious and monstrous Four Heavens Holy Formation seemed unable to stop this man.

Only one person has such a privilege, and that is Yang Yizhi. There seemed to be a smile on Zhuo Wangsun's face, and he couldn't help but walk down the three stone steps. Dressed in white clothes, he jumped up from the horse and stopped like a white cloud at the end of the stone steps. It really was Yang Yizhi. He clasped his fists at Zhuo Wangsun: "The master of the pavilion is really far-sighted. I led the navy to the South China Sea, and met the envoys of Meibei Kanguo who were going to pay homage to the Guanyin of the South China Sea. They couldn't stand Hirai Hideyoshi's tyrannical government, so they went to pray for the protection of the Guanyin of the South China Sea. But they lost the trace of Guanyin and turned to pray for the assistance of our army. They led our army into the Hinode Naval Port by night and severely damaged its fleet. Meibei Kankuni also officially announced an uprising and organized the four southern countries to jointly resist Hei Hideyoshi. The rear of the soldiers is in chaos, and there will definitely be great problems in the supply at sea."

There was a burst of cheers and thunder in the city.It turned out that they had indeed misunderstood Zhuo Wangsun.Sending flowers by sea is just a cover, Zhuo Wangsun's real intention is to unite the allied forces and break into the enemy's rear!This is really a very clever strategy, even my own people have been hiding it. You should hide it!What do they little people know?It's just a leak!As long as there is victory, they are satisfied. But Zhuo Wangsun's face was still gloomy.He waited for the cheers to subside a little, before saying word by word: "How is the scenery on Nether Island?" The person who asked about Fengwu was actually the person who lived alone on Nether Island. Yang Yizhi sighed. "have no idea." "The Nether Island seems to have disappeared from the sea. Meibei Kanguo didn't find it when he was looking for Guanyin, and I didn't find it either." Zhuo Wangsun looked at him coldly without saying a word. Yang Yizhi hesitated for a moment before continuing: "The Nether Island is the entrance to the Netherworld in the human world, and it has many strange and magical features... If the island owner does not want it to reappear in the world, no one in the world will be able to find it." Everyone's breathing stopped in an instant.Because, Zhuo Wangsun's face was so gloomy and terrible, just like the weather in this country, it was suffocating. They were still cheering and enjoying the joy of victory, but now, they just want to go home, pick up the quilt to cover their heads, have a good sleep, and even stop thinking. Zhuo Wangsun's voice was like an angry thunder in the clouds. "You, no, have, found, found, You, Ming, island?" For a moment, everyone trembled with fear, as if they saw a demon king over the capital city. Sunjo squeezed his body on the throne, trying to make himself a part of the throne.He had no doubt that as long as Zhuo Wangsun turned his head to look at him, he would die immediately! The city, almost a dead city, Only because the devil was angry. All eyes were on the white robe.Dark clouds overwhelmed the city, only the white dress looked so dazzling under the haze of the sky.He is the only person who can bear the anger of the Demon King. If he is not there, this anger will bombard everyone like a thunderbolt. They looked at him pitifully. Yang Yizhi sighed.He didn't expect Zhuo Wangsun to be so furious. Nether Island doesn't have much meaning. It was the person from Nether Island. Zhuo Wangsun, do you really care about that person? He didn't hesitate to let the navy ride the wind for thousands of miles and rush across the sea, just to send that person a boat of flowers.But there is no news of her. Just like the fairies on the fairy island, when the sun breaks through the mist, they will disappear with the clouds and smoke, and no one can see them again. Maybe, it's just that she didn't want to see anyone else, so she let the island disappear from this world completely. She already has the ability to reach the sky. But, wouldn't even Zhuo Wangsun want to see him? Yang Yizhi sighed melancholy and nodded. From now on, Nether Island is just a legend. With a soft bang, the back of the throne chair shattered under Zhuo Wangsun's hands, and gold and jade fragments scattered everywhere. At that moment, everyone was trembling.No one doubted that Zhuo Wangsun's anger would erupt in the next instant, involving the entire city. In the wrath of the emperor, millions of corpses were buried, and blood flowed like rivers. Fear, like a dark cloud, quickly enveloped the entire city. The only consolation is that Yang Yizhi's white clothes are still so gentle, giving them warmth in the gloomy clouds and slightly alleviating their fear. Like the remaining ray of light in the darkness. Zhuo Wangsun: "Get up!" Xuanzu stood up like an electric shock, and stepped aside.He subconsciously wanted to kneel down, but he stole a glance at Zhuo Wangsun and restrained his urge. Zhuo Wangsun sat down slowly on the throne, Zhi Yi looked at Yang Yizhi.His gaze was as cold as a sword, trying to penetrate Yang Yizhi's soul. Yang Yizhi didn't doubt it either, he would attack him immediately. But at this moment, he didn't even have the confidence to resist. Word by word, Zhuo Wangsun said slowly: "I order you to be the guard and escort Shen Weijing to Seoul to discuss peace!" Everyone raised their heads in confusion, struggling to think about what they had just heard.Xuanzu opened his mouth wide in surprise, unable to close it for a long time.Yang Yizhi also raised his eyebrows. Peace?Why negotiate? Didn't they just win a big battle?Didn't they beat the Japanese soldiers so hard that they couldn't fight back?Why suddenly negotiate a peace? Didn't they look forward to driving the Japanese soldiers out of Goryeo and returning the land to peace? Can peace be achieved? They looked at Yang Yizhi in confusion, hoping that he could find out the answer for them.No one dared to look up to Zhuo Wangsun, no one dared to ask him a word at this time. Not to mention offending him. Yang Yizhi raised his hand slowly, and saluted Zhuo Wangsun: "Obey." This confuses the people even more. It seems that the negotiation has become a foregone conclusion.So, do they want to celebrate? They held up the colorful flags and flower drums in their hands in confusion, not knowing what to do.They looked at the people around them blankly, but what they saw were the same blank eyes of the people around them. Shen Weijing. Yang Yizhi looked at the man in front of him with some surprise. He was a small, thin man.He always has a flattering smile on his face, and his body is half bent, so he can only look up at people, which adds to his humbleness.He was wearing a gorgeous silk gown, but no matter how he looked at it, he looked a bit out of place, especially the two golden front dies, and the long smoking gun in his hand. He stood in front of Yang Yizhi tremblingly, bent down respectfully and saluted, but his eyes secretly looked at Yang Yizhi.As long as Yang Yizhi shows a little bit of dissatisfaction, he will immediately kneel down.But his eyes were erratic, when Yang Yizhi looked at him, he seemed to have been greatly frightened, he hurriedly looked away, his body trembling. This is the envoy Zhuo Wangsun sent to negotiate, Shen Weijing, who is concerned with the well-being of the Goryeo nation? He looks like a standard street thug, proficient in everything, but he just can't do business. How could Zhuo Wangsun choose such a person? Yang Yizhi couldn't help but want to turn around and ask Zhuo Wangsun for clarification. Yang Yizhi pondered, but Shen Weijing was already trembling. He is afraid of everyone by nature, he is timid, dare not disobey anyone, and seeks a gap in his own existence surrounded by the strong.He was indeed a lowly and wretched man, not even daring to kill a chicken.But now, he vaguely realizes that this is wealth from heaven, and if he grasps it, he will rise to the top and make his ancestors shine.Kill his head and he will go on a mission. However, this gentle-looking man in white suddenly made him feel cold all over his body.He immediately used all his humble flattery in an attempt to influence Yang Yizhi. Yang Yizhi also felt this immediately.He smiled. How could he care about such a person. After getting on the horse, he made a gesture of "please". He decided to let Shen Weijing take full responsibility for this mission. He decided to take a closer look at what Zhuo Wangsun's purpose was.