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Chapter 950:The Golden Monkey Rises with a Mighty Cudgel

At eight o'clock in the evening, the sky was dark. The Beijing camp in the north of the city is quiet.The barracks of red bricks and black tiles are endless in the night, and they are scaly.Except for the guard and the passage, there are almost no lights.

To the south of the camp, facing the hall of the Grand School, the lights are bright and raucous.

The governors of the five armies know that Shen Cheng and Shen Qian are in the hall, convening the participation and guerrilla deliberations of the Beijing battalion: he received a reliable line report tonight, and the Yulin Wei, who is stationed at the Daming Palace in the west of the city, has signs of any intention to move, and specially come to Beijing to recruit the generals to discuss.

The location of the Beijing camp is located in the north of the outer city, in the area between the Deshengmen and the Anding Gate.And from the south of the city to the west around the city's north of the Beijing camp station, the distance of about 20 miles.Horses can travel at speeds of up to 60 km/h.

At this moment, nearly an hour has passed from Jia Huan.

The governors of the five armies govern the world's army, but in recent years, most of their powers have been seized by the military.But the governors of the five armies are still the big men of the army and the mountains!Shen Cheng, as the second person in the army, has a national name that will be relocated.His invitation, ten participants in the Beijing camp, twenty guerrillas are very face-to-face, all to the meeting.

The town guard eunuchs also arrived.The Beijing battalion has a Beijing camp festival ambassador, a prison force, and an Admiral.Only the prison army is stationed in the military camp.

The Beijing camp was completed for 12 battalions, a total of 100,000 people!Today, after several recruitments, and then added that there are currently ten battalions in Beijing, counting 80,000 people.

These 80,000 people, the real combat effectiveness is the octa-rich Beijing camp in the western region of the Yaowu camp, the former Tianzi confided Beijing camp: Zhenwei camp.The Yaowu camp will be joined by Yang Ji.The participation of Zhenwei Camp will be Feijing.

A large hall with a little raucous.Thirty of the men of the Beijing camp, each with two guards, came in.According to the qualifications, sit in the Nanmu chair in two rows.A few days later, he faces north to south.

The wu ed. sat in the first position on the left.Moved under them.Figong sat in the first position on the west side.While he drank tea, listened to the generals talk, while using the afterglow in the corner of his eyes, he secretly aimed at the king of the new city and the governor of the five armies for two months.

The king was afraid that he wanted to be crazy.What is a reliable newspaper?I didn’t see his son talking about it, and he didn’t talk about it.The people will be chatting with the general riding on their own.In fact, everyone understands that counting the flowers, as long as there is no holy decree, the Beijing camp will not move.

Fei Jing was forty-eight years old, originally a trove of the Guoyong camp, Yongzhi fourteen years, in the Go Yong camp to participate in the summer of the Liaodong general with the Fuyong battalion, he to calm the abolition of the prince's rebellion to the Zhenwei camp to join the general.The Guoyong battalion and the Zhenwei camp are the army that followed Yongzhi's army!

“Bombing!”“Bombing!”

To the south of the Beijing camp, the sound of artillery suddenly came from the north of the city.Whether it is elite or not, how can you hear the gun noise wrong?The Chamber of Secrets was suddenly in disarray.

Wu eunuch's face changed greatly and shrieked: "It is the voice in the inner city!"“Lord, we are with each other.”I said, I’m anxious to go outside.

Fei Jing also immediately got up and held his fist: "Lord, the end will go out to see!"Several generals got up to join.The sound of such a dense artillery in Beijing must have a big change.Who has the time to stay here with Shen Chengliang?

Shen Cheng, who reigned in the position, waved his hand and said, “Slow down!General Yang, you take Luo guerrillas and mutants to the gate of the camp to see.”

“The tao!“The chord!”Standing in the chamber of Shenfu's relatives "snap" out of the sword, stopped the Wu eunuchs to go out, Zhenwei camp to participate in the more than a dozen people in Feijing.At this time, the soldiers who were brought by the Beijing camp also pulled out their weapons.

The atmosphere of the room freezes in an instant.The Beijing campers will either sit or stand.They found that Shen Cheng was abnormal, and his heart was suspicious: Was it related to him?

“Ah...” The hall cried.

Standing behind the relocation, he suddenly shot, and the storm started.The long sword came out of the sheath, the sword was stung, and the two soldiers of the Wu eunuch responded.Blood came out in the throat.It is the skill that Sikhul has shown in Dunhuang City!

He was wearing a helmet, like an ordinary soldier.Suddenly, there are not many people who can resist the council!

At the same time, after the Chamber, more than 50 soldiers from Shenfu rushed in, three rows of flintlock guns, and the muzzle of the black hole, facing the Beijing campers.It all happened in a very short period of time!

Wu Eunuch stood in the hall, trembling all over his body, and asked in anger, “Prince Shen, what do you mean?”

Shen Chen did not answer.Shenqiu sat, wearing a full-time bullet-jerk, looking around at the generals, smiling faintly, and saying, “All of you, sit down!This has nothing to do with you.“The King’s fight tonight!”

The city of Beijing is bursting, the rushing thunder, shrouded the Beijing camp station, deafening!

Jia Huan came.

He came to take the knife and kill.

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A quarter of an hour after the break-up of Desheng Gate, at night, in the camp of the Beijing camp, the hurried footsteps continued to ring.Then gather to the school.

There was such a great movement, shaking all over the camp, but soon from the chamber came the order of the battalions to participate or gyrate: the Yaowu camp gathered at night to practice.The confusion slowly subsided in doubt.

The camp pressed the excitement of the general Feng Ziying, looking for an excuse, quietly went to the school and trotted away.He knew what was going on: Jasper was coming!Tonight, Jia Huan wants to clear the king's side, Li Yong King!

Around the school, a fire was lit.The fire!The south-facing point will stand, Jia Huan stood, calmly watching the ever-convergence of the Western Army, calm.Stand up straight!

“It’s Mr. Jia!”“And the judge!”Since the other part of the Western region, the Shule army soldiers have not seen Jia Huan for half a year, and when they see each other again, the soldiers have a great sense of intimacy.The school is messy.

About the tea of kung fu, from the hall came out of the tacos camp to join Yang Ji, Luo guerrilla, Nie guerrilla to the school to maintain military discipline.The school gradually quieted down.The torch reflected the faces of the soldiers.

The eyes of about 8,000 people fell on Jia Huan.Except for some people, they did not know the purpose of Jia Huan's arrival at the Beijing camp at this time.This is a night gathering exercise, but I don't want to see Jia Jean, I am excited and good!

Jia Huan took two steps before the station, and the point had a simple sound reinforcement device in front of the station to ensure that Jia Huan's words could be transmitted a little farther.But it’s not good for long talk!Time does not allow him to speak at length!

Jia Huan shouted loudly, “Gentlemen of the West, I am Jia Huan!”

I'm Jassy!The name is enough to unite the military!Let the soldiers listen to him.This is the prestige he played out in the western region, and it is the support he has received!

The reward and pension of the Shule army has always been the richest of the armies in the western region!

Jia Huan shouted again, “Gentlemen, when today’s son is blinded by adulterers and villains, he will kill me!”I am determined to start the army tonight: the Qingjun side, the demon, the king of the Yan, the support society!Please help me!”

When he finished, the school was in a short silence.About a second or two.This is human nature.Jia Huan's words, translated here: "Heaven will kill me, I decided to rebel, hold the Yan king!"

“Uh...” Feng Ziying’s mind was slightly dizzy!His first news was that Jia Huan was ready to help Yong Wang and Jin Wang compete for positions after the death of Tianzi.This afternoon, he got the news that Jia Huan was coming to Beijing camp in the evening.Surely a friend, Chen Hou, the former guard of the temple, who is on duty in the royal city today, also got news.

With his wisdom, he got news in the afternoon and knew that Jia Huan intended to start a soldier, but he did not expect Jia Huan to say that he was standing up to the Yanyan King.The difference is too big!

In the coup d'état of Tianzi's son, most of the army and ministers in Beijing will stand idly by.Royal, who cares?Today it is a coup d'état.

The king of the swallows, that is not possible!The king is a chore!Since ancient times, there has been no twilight.The king is not the oldest prince!

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After a short pause, the school "bombed" a burst!Instantly becomes chaotic and noisy!Countless people are talking to each other!A moment later, a scattered captain shouted, “The king has a life, I will wait for myself!”“Damn it!”“Listen to the Lord!When did you make me wait?”

Then, the "childcares" arranged by Yaowu camp shouted loudly, "Qing Jun's side, Li Yan King!"The sound is uneven.Under the stage, hundreds of guards such as Gaozi Weight immediately echoed: "Qing Jun's side, Liyan King!"

The crowd at the school, Feng Ziying shouted.There is no way back at this time!Only push forward!The sound is constantly expanding!Then, thousands of elite soldiers shouted loudly, and the sound was thunderous!

Yang Ji looked at this face and smiled bitterly!This is a copy of the "Big Chuxing, Chen Shengwang"!

The difference is that Chen Sheng's ghosts and gods, Jia Huan rely on prestige!Eight thousand Yaowu battalion, three thousand chorus army.The Shuler army must have followed Jiahuan.They have no family in Beijing, no land and no houses!

The horse is looking forward!

He was the confidant of Jia Huan in the western region, but what Jia Huan wanted to do did not inform him.Indeed, he had a family and ethnic groups at home and did not want to participate in the rebellion.But at this point, he could only scream!

The sound of the school, in the end, like a tsunami, broke in the sky!

On the side, King of the Yan!

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At more than eight o'clock in the night, in the Xiyuan, Yongzhi Tianzi stopped watching acrobatics, and took the green beauty from the sunrise on the east side of the Xiyuan Garden, sitting on the soft public opinion, and going to the Yuan Temple.The government places in the West Garden are all inclusive of the Yuan Temple.

A moment after the palace group where the Yuan Yuan Temple was located, Yongzhi Tianzi was in the royal study and summoned the three patriarchs who were folded to see him.

In the royal library, the bright yellow mantle curtain is dotted with the royal style.The sandalwood of the sheriff.Yongzhi Tianzi leans on the soft bed after the bill of the rosewood, and asked sternly, “What happened to Beijing?”

Hua Mo played: "Your Majesty, Jin Yiwei came to the exact news, Jia Huan enlisted in the army to rebel."The roar of the north of the city is only related to rebellion!”

The atmosphere of Beijing, at this time, passed through the jinjie, and the news passed by the mansions, has been tense to the extreme!The wind!The sound of guns in front of Desheng Gate is a heavy hammer that destroys everyone's heart!

Jasper is rebelling!

And in this roar of artillery, the Beijing people's elites locked up the first time to consider the matter, is not a counter-insurgency!It is fear!

Thirteen years of rebellion, how many people died?Ruyang Hou led the army to break through the prince Tengfu, and the prince Teng and the eldest son were only exempted.If Jia Huan is like this, whether he succeeds or not, he can still destroy you!

Beijing's politics, after the mountain chief was killed, Jia Huan's friends, not much.

“The vertical dare!”The face of the old man of the age of the son of Yongzhi became iron and blue, and he rebuked.He was emperor for many years, even if he was unusually angry, but he was more restrained!At the same time, because of the heart!

He dared to rebel, which really surprised him!How many waves has he experienced in his life?Brother, force the father to abdicate; abolish the South study, replace the patriarch, kill the head; the prince rebelled, he turned off his backhand!

Now, a 20-year-old young man is in Beijing, and he is sitting in Beijing, how big can he turn up the waves?

Yong Zhi Tianzi stood up with the arms of the green beauty, and his body was tidly, but he exuded the majesty of the emperor, his eyes were cold, and the killing machine appeared.Cold drink: “The Message...”

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The night is getting deeper.Wind up.The elite soldiers who have been through the battle of the hundred battles pass through the Deshengmen and step into the city of Beijing!

The commander of the 4,000 troops into the city was General Zhang Sishui.

On the horse's back, looking at the dark night sky in front, the brightly lit imperial city, the boiling Jingshi, Zhang Sishui gently spitted!Yaowu camp eight thousand, willing to follow Jia Huan, count more than 6,000 people.The last piece of the show tonight!

Jia Huan rode on the horse, followed the big troops forward, the look was silent and calm.The slightly tumbling horseback made his thoughts seem to return to the western region.He walked through thousands of mountains and waters and came through the sea of blood.

He did not hide the glory that the Western War brought him.He does not need the court’s recognition.History will remember him!

Not needed!

However, he must not endure the death of the mountain chief, the death of Mr. Ye, the death of the big brother!He cannot endure!

The magnate of Beijing, the magnate of the mountain chief and the reputation of the college, the nobles and officials who have determined the charge of the mountain chief, may think that the blade of this night is held by him, with a sharp, bloodthirsty cold!

They were afraid of his knife.

But this is not a knife, but a gold hoop stick!The monk is a fool and can be taught, and the demon is a plague for the ghost.The golden monkey rose up with a thousand sticks, and Yuyu clarified Wan Lié.

This is a great way to kill you!

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