A large wooden box was carried into the tent, and this was only one of the five hundred.
The box was opened, and the top two cotton clothes were removed, and all the contents of the box were revealed.
Zhao Li pushed away the waiter beside him and walked quickly to the front of the box.
That's right, the staff is right, it's not cotton clothes, it's all coarse cloth clothes, and even stones. stone Why are there stones Yes, there is a difference in the amount of the box for cotton clothes and the box for single clothes, and these stones add weight.
It's so poisonous, it's so insidious Who did it "Have all the boxes been opened," Zhao Li yelled.
"It's already halfway open, and that's all it."
An official said.
"What about the generals who escorted the armaments, bring people up," Zhao Li hissed.
The man was tied up and was waiting outside the tent.
The prince of King Ning hurriedly came, and before he arrived at the big tent, he saw Wang Chaoming, who also rushed to hear the news.
"Shizi, Shizi, you quickly order the news to be blocked" In the cold winter weather, Wang Chaoming was sweating profusely.
"Blocking news, what news" Zhao Lun didn't react for a while.
"News of cotton clothes, news of armaments" Wang Chaoming lowered his voice, he had already asked people to do it, but the personnel he could mobilize were limited.
Zhao Lun suddenly realized, and said to the guards beside him: "Pass the order, seal those boxes immediately, and don't let any soldiers approach, if anyone talks about cotton clothes, they will be killed."
Morale, now depends on morale If the morale is gone, the Min army will be defeated without a fight But the news has already spread, whether it is Zhao Lun or Wang Chaoming, they didn't expect the news to spread so quickly.
There are no cotton clothes, there will be no more cotton clothes, most of these soldiers are Fujianese, and some are recruited from Zhejiang and Jiangsu, the cold weather in the north is no longer bearable, and there are no cotton clothes, how can they fight "The chief said that the cotton clothes are about to be shipped from Zhejiang."
"Liar, I heard that the people who prepared the armament were greedy for all the money, and there were no cotton clothes."
"No, how could it be" "It's true, listen to what the fellow said, the chiefs all know it, but they are just hiding it from us."
As early as two days ago, this news had already spread among the soldiers, and now it is only confirmed.
There are no cotton clothes, and these soldiers from Fujian will freeze to death, no matter how they fight, they have chilblains on their hands, and they can't even hold spears, so how can they fight When they first came here, they laughed at the young master soldiers in the Xishan camp, but now those young master soldiers are dressed warmly, and they have to suffer from the cold here Now it has been confirmed, the previous rumors are all true, there are no cotton clothes at all, and the boxes containing cotton clothes are full of stones, and they are stones "Have you heard that there has never been such a heavy snow in the capital in November, this is a curse?"
Why is there a damnation?
Because they do not walk in the way of heaven, they are traitors Emperor Tongde has five major crimes, he is going to be crusaded, and the Min army is here to crusade against the Emperor of Sin, why should he be punished by God "Because King Ning is not doing the right way, he is not the true son of heaven, he is just a traitor, so God wants to condemn him" These are all rumors, but the rumors have been confirmed time and time again.
First it snowed heavily, and then the cotton clothes turned to stone.
There is nothing more frightening than a rumor becoming a reality.
When did these rumors arise, after the cotton clothes turned to stone, or as early as the time of heavy snowfall?
Nobody knows, but it doesn't matter anymore.
Some people froze to death, some froze to death, and some fled Zhao Li was no longer angry, he had regained his previous calm, and he stood in the big tent, as noble and graceful as before.
There is still one step left, he is about to attack the capital, that dragon chair was once so far away from him, he is just Yingzong's nephew, even if Yingzong has no prince, and Zhao Zi and Zhao Yi's son, it will not be his turn.
But now that the dragon chair was not far away, he could already imagine himself sitting on the dragon chair.
The dragon robe has already been sewn, and there are all kinds of regular clothes and dresses.
Therefore, he can't stop there, it's just a heavy snowfall, it's just that he doesn't have cotton clothes, compared to the decades of his endurance and humiliation in Fujian, what is this "Send people to nearby towns to collect cotton clothes, whatever they are, just wear them."
"Order the three armies, if anyone spreads rumors, kill them."
"If anyone escapes, kill him."
"If anyone retreats without a fight, kill him."
Night falls, the sky is dark and dreary, and there is no moon or starlight to be seen.
Only the lights of the barracks were still bright.
The snow is still falling, and it doesn't seem to stop, and it never seems to stop.
The snow had been falling for a few days, the road was closed, there was snow all around, white snow, everything, ugly and beautiful, was covered in snow.
Zhao Li sat in the big tent, his face already tired.
At that moment, there was the sound of weapons clinging outside, and the sound was very close, close at hand.
Everyone's hearts sank, but then it was a little ridiculous, how could it be that there were so many troops, and there was such a big snow, and someone came to attack the camp, it was impossible "It's coming, it's coming, it's really coming, the heavenly soldiers and generals, suddenly appeared" These were the words of the soldiers afterwards.
Those people, dressed in white, quietly hid in the snow, not to be seen, not to be seen.
It's like no one saw how the young man, who was also dressed in white, broke into the big tent.
There are spies, this is what Zhao Li immediately thought of.
There are indeed spies, otherwise how could he quietly let this young man rush into the big tent where the prince is.
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Zhao Li looked at the young man who landed in front of him: "Who are you?"
"The one who killed you."
The young man's hand raised and fell, and after a splash of blood, everything was a foregone conclusion.
Fire, fire, fire just like that, the fire burst into the sky, illuminating the surroundings.
In the firelight, a young man rose into the air, a few ups and downs, and an object in his hand was hung on the flagpole outside the big tent.
Human heads, that's human heads I don't know who shouted: "That's the prince, it's the prince" King Ning died, overcoming obstacles, and the invincible His Royal Highness King Ning died like this.
Died inexplicably Suddenly died, how could it be, how could he die like this How did this boy and his dead men come to be?
It was heavy snow, and they were dressed in white and used the heavy snow as a cover, and it came so suddenly.
Moreover, they have moles, they have moles There was no killing, and they didn't even cause an alarm until outside the prince's tent, but by then it was too late.
They are not generals, they are killers, they are killers, so thousands of troops will not be able to resist them.
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