Wouldn't that increase the likelihood of a change of dynasty?
At that time.......
Zhou Cheng, armed with deadly weapons, destroyed the capital and ascended to a high position.
And she was none other than the supreme Empress...
"Prefect Xia invited me to this banquet today, surely not just to reminisce? I suppose there's something you want to say?" Zhou Cheng didn't touch the wine glass on the table, but asked directly.
When Magistrate Xia's thoughts were laid bare, he gave an awkward laugh.
"Nothing can be hidden from Young Master Zhou."
Prefect Xia gave his daughter a reassuring look and continued to speak to Zhou Cheng: "I invited Young Master Zhou here because I wanted to express my thoughts."
“General Zhou was once my benefactor. Now that the Zhou family has fallen on hard times, I cannot live with myself if I pretend not to see it and choose to remain aloof. Therefore, I have brought you a message.”
"Oh?" Zhou Cheng raised an eyebrow. "Then I'd like to hear what the news is."
Prefect Xia pondered for a moment.
He glanced at Zhou Cheng's expression, and to be honest, despite his vast experience, he couldn't discern what Zhou Cheng was thinking at that moment...
Is this really Zhou Cheng, whose mind is only filled with women?
Such extraordinary demeanor, composed gaze, and enigmatic smile all suggest that the young man sitting before him is not as simple as the rumors suggest.
Would someone like Mr. Zhou really be so foolish as to go to the capital to die knowing he would?
Prefect Xia was momentarily unsure, but thinking of the upcoming plan, he said with a solemn expression, "Young Master Zhou, are you aware that His Majesty has laid a trap in the capital to capture you?"
"All available personnel from the eight cities near the capital—Yaocheng in the southeast, Lincheng in the southwest, and... including Wangcheng, which is under my jurisdiction—have been transferred there."
"Ten thousand elite troops were mobilized for each city."
"Including the 40,000 Imperial Guards in the capital."
"A total of 120,000 troops, just to lie in wait for you to enter the city."
As soon as he said this...
Zhou Cheng's heart skipped a beat.
Ten thousand elite troops were dispatched from each of the eight cities to the capital.
Is there such a good thing?
Zhou Cheng immediately became interested. He sat up slightly, his casual expression turning into concern, and asked Prefect Xia directly, "Did Emperor Yan really transfer the elite troops from the nearby towns?"
"How many elite soldiers were originally stationed in those eight cities?"
Seeing that Zhou Cheng had become interested, their expressions turned serious.
Prefect Xia breathed a sigh of relief, his smile deepening: "You've come to the right person. Originally, these eight cities were guarded by nearly 20,000 soldiers, each stationed at a key point."
"After all, it is a central city. Too many people would pose a threat to the capital, while too few people would be unable to respond to emergencies."
"Now half of the manpower from the eight cities has been withdrawn and gathered in the capital."
“Young Master Zhou, the capital is not a safe place to go now. If you enter the capital at this time, you will be facing the slaughter of 120,000 elite troops. Your hundred or so men will probably not return.”
"Oh dear, this is really not good news!"
Yeah?
This is clearly fantastic news!
What Prefect Xia saw was just how dangerous the capital was.
But what about Zhou Cheng?
What he saw was that the city had withdrawn half of its troops, so wouldn't those granaries, treasuries, and supply depots be easy to take?
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