Peshawar, the capital of the Kushan Empire, the residence of the regent.
Compared with the freezing Han Empire, the climate of the Kushan Empire in the tropics is in a drought, and there has been no rain for three months, which has sharply reduced the harvest of Kushan this year.
There are 300,000 Eastern Han Dynasty heroes outside, and there are natural and man-made disasters inside, and the Kushan Empire, which has been swallowed up half of the land, is crumbling, which makes it difficult for Ying Zheng, who is in power as a regent, to sleep peacefully.
This night, I suddenly had a dream, dreaming that I was haunted by a giant python, and I couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat and woke up suddenly.
"I am the true dragon son of heaven, the descendant of the first emperor, and the demon dares to hurt me" With an exclamation, Ying Zheng, who was burly, with thick eyebrows and tiger eyes, a dignified appearance, and a thick beard under his chin, let out a loud cry and sat up from the bed suddenly.
"What is the king's cry out?"
Startled by Ying Zheng's call, the glamorous Guishan woman who had been waiting next to her was taken aback, and asked with a disgraced face.
Ying Zheng stroked his beard and sighed: "Alas, the widow has a nightmare again" The Kushan woman tried to comfort: "Your lord, you are too worried, although the Han army and Caesar attacked in three ways, my Kushan Empire still has 300,000 troops.
The Han people went on a long-distance expedition, and it was difficult to supply, and if there was a slight setback, the army would be disheartened, and then our army could take the opportunity to counterattack and regain the lost territory. ” "Hehe Bo Ji, you don't know the strength of the Han people" Ying Zheng sighed, and sat up with his clothes, "The 300,000 army led by Wu Qi and Su Lie is only one-fifth of the Han army, and according to the news sent back by the scouts, the army under the command of the Eastern Han Emperor Liu Wei has grown to about 1.5 million.
If Liu Wei sweeps China and attacks us with all his might, there will be eggs under the nest."
"Ah, there are so many teams of Han people," was startled by the woman called Brooke, and her fair face turned blue.
Ying Zheng crossed his fingers and calculated for Bo Ji: "This king will count you, there are about 300,000 men and horses who attacked our Kushan, and it is said that there are 200,000 people who attacked the Wa Kingdom.
The soldiers and horses who recruited Liu Zhao in Bashu and Hanzhong were about 200,000.
Wancheng Yue Fei commanded 150,000, Hebei Li Jing commanded 200,000, Wuguan Huo Quji's command of 70,000, Hefei Zhuge Liang commanded nearly 150,000, plus Qingzhou, Xuzhou, Jiangdong and the local soldiers of various prefectures and counties, the total strength of the Eastern Han Dynasty will definitely not be less than 1.5 million" "It's so scary, the Han people have so many troops" Brooke looked shocked, and it looked like the whole person was not good.
Ying Zheng put on his long robe and stood up, lit a candle and paced in the wide bedroom: "At the time of the Yellow Turban Rebellion, there were 64 million Han people, and now it has been nearly 20 years of fighting, but I didn't expect that the Han people have not declined too much, and they still have a population of more than 40 million, which allows Liu Wei to continuously recruit troops and maintain a strong army. ” Bo Ji was speechless: "Wow, there are so many Han people, there are only 13 million people in our Kushan country, and now half of the country has been captured by the Han people, and at least five million people have become slaves of the country and have been ruled by the Han people." ” "Hehe, slaves of the country," Ying Zheng suddenly let out a desolate sneer, "The descendants of our Qin State became slaves of the country four hundred years ago, and were forced to leave the beautiful and rich country and live in this distant foreign land. ” Outside the window, the night was bright, the illuminated courtyard was like day, and the fragrance of flowers wafted into the bedroom, and it seemed that Brooke was fascinated by a distant country.
"The king, the concubine has heard you talk about Xianyang, Chang'an, and the Great Wall more than once, I don't know if the concubine still has any hope to see this magnificent river and mountain" Brooke supported her chin with a pair of jade arms like white lotus, blinked a pair of charming chestnut eyes, and her face was full of yearning.
Ying Zheng put his hands behind his back and paced back and forth in front of the bed, his face full of unwillingness and regret: "Alas, there was great hope, at that time, Meng Tian and Wang Ben marched on both roads, sweeping the entire Indochina Peninsula, and our Great Qin's iron horse" "It's not Daqin, it's Guishuang."
Brooke blinked and corrected Yingzheng's mistake.
Ying Zheng's eyes widened, and he said solemnly: "It's not Guishuang, it's Great Qin, if it weren't for me, a descendant of the First Emperor of Great Qin, and the assistance of the soldiers under the command of the widow, Guishuang would have died a long time ago."
This Peshawar has long been planted with the banner of the Han people, and the emperor of the Kushan Kingdom, Hu Bi, is afraid that he has long been a prisoner of the Han people. ” "Okay, what the king said also makes sense" Brooke didn't dare to disobey Yingzheng, so he could only nod in agreement with Yingzheng's statement.
Ying Zheng clenched his fists and let out a gloomy laugh: "Aiji, look at it, within three days, the widow will let Guishan officially change its name to Great Qin, and the emperor of this country will also be replaced." ” "Why did the king say this," Brooke looked surprised and puzzled.
Ying Zheng let out a sneer: "Don't ask more, the secret of heaven must not be revealed" After arguing with Bo Ji, Ying Zheng returned to the truth: "At that time, my Great Qin had 700,000 male divisions, and had already advanced the battle line to Jiaozhou of the Han Empire, and the troops under Liu Wei were still less than one million, and they had to face Cao Cao, Western Han, Li Tang, Wa Guo and other opponents."
Speaking of this, Ying Zheng showed an extremely painful expression on his face: "At that time, I really thought that it was not far from stepping on the land of my ancestors and returning to Xianyang, but I didn't expect that Meng Tian and Wang Ben would be wiped out, and nearly 400,000 troops would be destroyed in one fell swoop."
In the latter words, there is no need for Ying Zheng to say that Brooke also knows everything.
After the death of Meng Tian and Wang Ben, the Han generals Wu Qi and Su Lie led 150,000 horses to march on two routes, and spent a year sweeping away the indigenous tribes of the Indochina Peninsula, and then united with Caesar of the Peacock Kingdom to counterattack the Kushan mainland all the way.
It took another year and a half to swallow half of the Kushan Kingdom, and it is now only 700 miles away from Peshawar, the capital of Kushan.
After two or three years of conquest, the Han army fed the war with war, and along the way, it continued to recruit the indigenous people of the Indochina Peninsula and the Kushan people to join the army, so that the invading Han army has grown to 300,000.
The army of the Peacock Nation as a flank attack has also slowly grown from the earliest 30,000 to nearly 100,000, Wu Qi, Su Lie, and Caesar led 400,000 horses and horses to march in three directions, pointing at Peshawar, and the fall of the Kushan Empire seems to be inevitable.
Seeing Yingzheng's lonely and unwilling face, Bo Ji sighed faintly: "Alas, the concubine body is still counting on the king to come to the world, and the concubine is a concubine or even a queen, and taste the taste of the mother's world."
Ying Zheng laughed: "Haha, even if you can't defeat the Han army, the widow can be the emperor of the world."
"But there is already an emperor in the Kushan Kingdom, and you can only be the emperor after you occupy the Han Empire," Brooke looked puzzled and questioned.
The corners of Ying Zheng's mouth curled slightly, and he let out a sinister sneer: "Kill Hu Bi, won't there be no emperor in the Guishan Kingdom?"
Brooke was shocked: "Ah, the king, you want to kill His Majesty Hubi" "Yes" Ying Zheng's answer was categorical.
"When," Brooke asked.
Ying Zheng suddenly drew his sword and stabbed Brooke: "Tonight" The sword flashed, and the sharp sword was inserted into the heart along Brooke's towering chest groove, and the red blood flowed like a spring, down Brooke's white jade-like skin, through the flat and smooth lower abdomen, through the round and jade navel, into the unfathomable ravine, and finally on the white bedding, dripping like plum blossoms.
"You're so ruthless" Brooke knelt on the bed, unable to believe what was happening in front of him, and the man who was so fond of him turned his face when he said that he would turn his face, and without hesitation plunged his sword into his towering and seductive breast, like killing a pig.
Ying Zheng let out a string of sneers: "Hmph, hum, hum, you are not a gentleman, and your husband Hu Bi sent you to serve me under the pretense of being a minister, just let you be by my side to serve him as his eyes and ears."
Brooke's face was like dirt, and he knelt on the bed and struggled to breathe: "These kings know" "If the widow doesn't even know this, what else is there to talk about dominating the world" Ying Zheng showed a disdainful expression on his face, and reached out to caress Bo Ji's soft, delicate and handsome cheeks, "But I still want to thank Hu Bi for giving me such a beautiful woman and letting me enjoy it for so many years, if it weren't for the fact that this matter is important, the widow is really reluctant to kill you."
"But you're still going to kill me," Brooke murmured softly, slowly slumping down on the bed.
Ying Zheng showed a cold expression, turned around and walked out of the bedroom: "Those who become big things can also kill their relatives, not to mention that you are just a doll of the widow."
Ying Zheng walked out of the room, and a gust of cold wind blew, making him can't help but shiver.
Although the winter of Guishan is not as cold as the cold in the Han Empire, it also makes people shiver, which makes Yingzheng can't help but put up his collar to block the cold wind.
The majestic and magnificent front yard of the palace has gathered tens of thousands of elite soldiers at this moment, these are the descendants of Ying Zheng, led by Ying Zheng's sons Fusu and Zhou Panlong.
In order to force the Kushan Emperor Hubi to abdicate, Ying Zheng has been planning for nearly half a month, and decided to start an incident tonight.
Seeing Yingzheng coming, Gongzi Fusu strode forward to meet him, and said: "Father, the soldiers have been prepared, just wait for my father's order, and surround the White Jade Palace and force Hu Bi to abdicate." ” Ying Zheng stroked his beard and bowed his head slightly: "Well, these days, the widow is a little tired, so he took a break for an hour."
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Hu Bi reused the local military generals of Kushan, which led to successive defeats, and now he listened to the villain's slander and planned to surrender to the Han people.
Our father and son can only preemptively force Hu Bichan to give up the throne, relieve the military power of the local generals of Guishan, and reuse Wang Jian and Wu Yuan, so that we can hope to turn the tide and help the building to fall."
Fusu and Zhou Panlong saluted together: "King Qilu, in addition to the 10,000 elite soldiers gathered in the palace, General Wu Yuan has led 30,000 horses in his headquarters to control the six gates of the capital.
Tonight, this Peshawar is the king's word, and you will kill whoever you say." t1706231537: