Chapter 264: Zhao Duan mobilizes troops! Imperial guards invade the capital



Chapter 264: Zhao Duan mobilizes troops! Imperial guards invade the capital

In response to Zhao Duan's question, none of the Jinyi officers present responded for a moment, as they were actually frightened by his cold eyes.

In the end, it was Captain Zhou who explained:

"He's been gone for a while, but I sent someone to follow him and he didn't seem to mind being tracked."

Arrogant as expected... Zhao Duan narrowed his eyes and stared at him: "In other words, you can locate his position."

"...Yes." Captain Zhou nodded reluctantly.

In just a few months, Zhao Duan's "official air" became more and more serious.

He himself did not feel it, but in the eyes of others, when he was angry, people instinctively dared not breathe.

"Very good." Zhao Duan nodded.

Behind him, Haitang raised her eyebrows:

"Don't be impulsive... You are no match for him... You should wait for the governor to come back."

Zhao Duan turned his head to look at her and asked, "Has this person reached the worldly realm?"

"Uh... not really, but... in the Divine Chapter Realm, he's very strong."

Haitang was startled by his look, and her voice subconsciously softened, not as harsh as before.

Zhao Duan continued, "What is the crime for attacking an official?"

Zhang Han coughed for a while and said:

"Buddhism and Taoism clash, martial artists challenge... Imperial masters, this isn't the first time. Both are divine, competing in name only... If they're inferior in skill, and convicted, the imperial court will lose face... This is customary..."

According to his explanation, during the Buddhist-Taoist duel, challenging the officials was an "unspoken rule" of the Dayu Dynasty. If the officials lost, they would be convicted, which would be a real disgrace to the court...

Captain Zhou said bitterly:

"With the strength of our Zhaoya, if an ordinary Divine Chapter warrior came, it wouldn't be like this, but this Qingshan's personal disciple..."

The implication is that Chai Keqiao is too powerful, far beyond the normal Shenzhang realm.

Zhao Duan sneered:

"So, according to the rules, even if the Governor returns, it's not right for the big to bully the small? Then why are we waiting for the Governor?

Is it shameful to convict him? That huge government office was taken over by one person, and the reputation of the Great Yu court is gone?!

You're all just a bunch of stubborn idiots! He's challenging you one-on-one, and you're so stupid you'd challenge him? Why don't you team up and beat him up?!

Do you really think you are a hero? If you can fight a group of people, don't use it. Your brocade robes are wasted!"

After being scolded, the detectives who had just lost the battle were too embarrassed to talk back.

Zhao Duan flicked his sleeves and squinted his eyes and said:

"What a great heir of Qingshan! I want to see if he can defeat thousands of soldiers or even tens of thousands of horses.

Zhou Cang, keep a close eye on him. I need to know his location at all times.

Where is Lihuatang?!"

In the crowd.

Qian Kerou, Chen Juan, Hou Renmeng, Zheng Laojiu and others stepped forward:

"I'm here!"

Zhao Duan had a blank expression on his face. He shook his wrist and took out a string of waist badges from the storage magic tool.

The brands are printed on:

"Commander-in-Chief", "Implementing Officer", "White Horse Supervisor", "Military Supervisor of the Shenjiying" and so on.

With a turn of his wrist, the badge shot out like scattered flowers.

Zhao Duan's eyes flashed with ferocity, and he said sternly:

"Take my badges and split up to go to the various imperial guards in the city to mobilize troops. Say there's a disturbance in the city and I've been ordered to suppress it!

"Whatever military experts there are, bring them all out to me! If anyone hides anything, I'll go to the Privy Council tomorrow and have Privy Councilor Xue talk to them!"

Everyone cheered up and responded:

"Yes, sir!"

The four of them turned around and ran into the rain like arrows.

At this time, the guards from various halls in the courtyard came to their senses and their faces changed drastically.

Some are excited, some are thrilled, some are admiring, and some are worried and anxious. There are all kinds of emotions.

"Zhao Jisi, arbitrarily mobilizing troops is... What's more, Qingshan is also..." Zhou Cang was stunned and spoke in panic.

Zhao Duan turned his head, glanced at him without emotion, and said:

"I'll take responsibility for any consequences. Anything else?"

Zhou Cang paused.

The people in the courtyard all had a feeling of being proud - the Governor was not there, but they still had Lord Zhao to support them.

In the Governor's Hall.

The eight police officers slumped around the conference table all had different expressions on their faces, but the same thought suddenly occurred to them:

The nickname "Little King of Hell" is now well-deserved.

In the drizzle, several galloping horses flew out from the imperial court.

Like an arrow shot from a bow, they rushed towards the imperial guard posts in all directions.

The Jinwu Guard’s resident office seemed particularly quiet because of the autumn rain.

In order to maintain public order in the city, low- and middle-level military officers in the imperial guards all went out on patrol with their soldiers.

Only a group of senior military officers were left in the base, killing time in boredom.

"Rain is good. There are fewer people and less trouble on rainy days, and we can take a break."

The commander of the Jinwu Guard was half lying on the Arhat bed in the office room, looking very comfortable.

He was holding a wooden stick and playing backgammon, a popular game among the army.

"Who says it isn't? Seeing that the battle is approaching, the outsiders are rushing in like a swarm of bees, ready to fight at the slightest provocation. Your Majesty wants to uphold the old tradition established by Emperor Taizu, not allowing swords to be confiscated at the city gates, and even allowing the fighting. We, the dignified Imperial Guards, have become like county constables..."

Deputy General Ma picked up a stool, sat on the ground, and played chess with the commander.

The Jinwu Guard Commander said, "Hey!"

"Chengguo, don't complain outside this room."

That night, the deputy commander of the Jinwu Guard, who had met Zhao Duan, slapped himself lightly on the mouth and said with a smile:

"Look at my mouth, it's open."

I hummed in my heart: As if you don’t complain...

The commander, who had met Zhao Duan once at the celebration banquet, smiled.

Just as he was about to speak, he heard hurried footsteps outside the door.

"Sir, a man in brocade clothes from the Lihua Hall of the imperial court has come and wants to see you." said the soldier outside the door.

The two people in the room were stunned for a moment, their first reaction was to frown. How could a little Jinyi meet them...

But when they heard the three words "Lihuatang", neither of them could sit still.

"Please come in and talk."

"yes."

After a while, Qian Kerou, whose hair was wet by the rain, stepped into the threshold and saw two military generals sitting upright in the room.

The secretary quickly repeated Zhao Duan's words.

Hearing this, the two looked at each other.

Ma Chengguo hesitated and said, "It involves mobilizing troops, how could it be..."

Beside him, the commander said calmly:

"Since someone dares to rebel and defy the imperial order, they must be suppressed. Please report this to Chief Secretary Zhao. The Jinwu Guard experts will immediately return with you and will be under his temporary command."

It went extremely smoothly.

Yulin Guard.

"So, Zhao Chenshi wants to borrow troops? To suppress the rioters in the city?"

Also at the celebration banquet, the commander of the Yulin Guard, who had drunk and chatted happily with Zhao Duan, looked at the "badge" in his hand and looked at Chen Juan opposite him.

Chen Juan bowed and said:

"That warrior is Qingshan's personal disciple, a warrior at the pinnacle of the Divine Chapter..."

"If the mortal realm is still a headache, a mere divine chapter... Come on, mobilize a team of magical weapon archers for Zhao Chenshi. No matter what kind of successor they are, they are running wild in the capital and have no regard for our imperial army."

The commander of the Imperial Guard sneered.

With a big wave of his hand, he threw the badge to Chen Juan with a "whoosh".

Muttering in my heart:

They beat up your Zhaoya master, but asked us to find a place to fight for you... There's nothing we can do, it's because that guy surnamed Zhao is not easy to deal with.

That's all.

Qianniu Guard...

Royal Guards...

When the Jinyi officers of Lihuatang, carrying Zhao Duan's token and under the pretext of "maintaining public order by imperial order", broke into the military offices of various imperial guards.

Not long after, when they returned again, each of them was followed by a team of elite soldiers wearing solemn armor and with a cold glow.

at the same time.

Zhou Cang, who was ordered to keep an eye on Chai Keqiao, also passed the opponent's latest position to Zhao Duan.

The fine autumn rain dripped down, soaking the streets and roofs.

There are fewer pedestrians on the street than before, and it is much quieter.

On a quiet street, a pair of straw sandals stepped on the ground, and the sole of the sandal picked up a wet, yellowed ginkgo leaf that was stuck next to a puddle on the ground.

This black street is littered with ginkgo leaves, which shine brightly when the autumn wind blows.

But after being wetted by the cold rain, it looked much more desolate.

The owner of the straw sandals suddenly stopped. The soles of his feet, which were about to burst through the badly worn sandals, were red, his toes were wet, and a few hairs grew messily on his big toe.

Going up, it was because of walking on the mountain road for too many years, the round and strong calves, and the tattered linen clothes worth only a dozen copper coins.

There are also relatively better raincoats.

The linen shirt is tied around the waist with a hemp rope.

The axe that had easily chopped down the entire imperial yamen not long ago was quietly stuck in the gap between the hemp rope and the waist.

Chai Keqiao, whose skin was rough and dark, but whose appearance was obviously quite good, raised his head.

Look beyond the brim of the straw raincoat and hat on your head.

Quietly and admiringly, I looked at the big ginkgo tree extending from the courtyard wall in front of me.

At this moment, only half of the leaves are left on the tree.

As the cold wind and rain blew, a particularly beautiful leaf on the note suddenly fell off and floated down in a spiral.

Chai Keqiao stretched out his hand slowly and accurately pinched it.

"Oh……"

This young man, who was secretly accepted as a disciple by Wu Xiankui, was only at the Divine Chapter level but had amazing potential. He slowly twisted the petiole with his rough fingers.

I tilted my head back and let the wet ginkgo leaves turn in my sight.

Across the street.

In a pancake shop, the shop owner was lighting a fire, his middle-aged wife was kneading dough beside him, and a child of five or six years old was squatting under the eaves looking outside.

In this weather, there are far fewer customers. The shops along the street that were bustling in the past are now only occasionally visited by regular customers.

"Dad, Mom... Look, that person over there is so weird." The child with pigtails pointed outside and said.

"Don't point at people randomly, your fingers will rot..." the woman with an accent threatened.

The middle-aged boss who was stoking the fire looked over curiously and said:

"Looks like an outsider."

Suddenly, the water in the potholes on the ground rippled, as if a muffled thunder was rolling towards them from far away.

On the street.

Faces popped out of the shops, looking towards the end of the street.

Suddenly, a group of black spots appeared from the distant street corner and approached rapidly.

In the capital city shrouded in autumn rain, two hundred cavalrymen marched towards it.

A soldier wearing heavy Buddhist armor, holding a huge spear, his face covered by an iron mask, rode in the lead, his long weapon dragging on the ground, his horse's hooves thundering, as if a mountain was collapsing and the earth was splitting.

Typos should be corrected first and then replaced

(End of this chapter)

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