You can't fight head-on with the army. So what if you kill them until they are weak?

If the general situation remains unchanged, killing hundreds or thousands more soldiers will be meaningless to some superiors.

Just recruit after the soldiers are dead.

…

This morning, Zhang Kun finally received the news.

A message was sent from the palace that Ito and his party had arrived in Beijing and were waiting at the Akiyama Hall at noon.

Zhang Kun felt happy.

It's finally here.

He silently sheathed the long knife and placed the handle in the most convenient position for him. He then inserted the two revolvers into his waist, oiled them, checked them, and prepared the bullets.

Wang Jingya followed in silently, like a thief.

"I'm going too."

It must be said that this person's physique is extremely strong, with Zhang Kun's perfect level of medical acupuncture skills, plus the effect of the two boiling blood pills given by Li Xiaowan.

The bones of her right arm have grown back.

Even early this morning, Zhang Kun was allowed to have a sparring session with her. The fight was hearty and she was so happy.

After taking a few more glances at Wang Jingya's right arm, Zhang Kun still felt that there might be something weird about the other person's body.

The potential is so deep, it's almost endless.

"No, I seem to have lost weight."

With Zhang Kun's keen perception, he suddenly discovered that something was different.

He discovered that the flesh on Wang Jingya's arms and thighs had shrunk insignificantly.

"You must have lost weight. I think so too. After my morning exercise today, I measured it with a ruler and found that I have lost so much weight..."

See where Zhang Kun's eyes were staring.

Wang Jingya smiled so hard that she couldn't help but draw a gap as wide as a cotton line with two fingers. It seemed to prove that she had lost a lot of weight...

"Yes, I have indeed lost a lot of weight." Zhang Kun's mouth twitched heavily, "Then keep working hard and keep practicing. One day, you will be able to achieve a figure like Li Xiaowan."

"Really? Zhang Kun, you also think I can practice it... Don't fool me, I said I would go too."

Wang Jingya's smile suddenly fell: "Xiaowan is a child, but I am not... If it were before, if you were asked to take risks and fight alone, there would be no way.

But now that I am a master of Yijin Boxing, I can still be of use to some extent. If I hide aside and look at my father and see you working so hard, I can no longer hide behind me with peace of mind."

"But you are a woman..."

Just as Zhang Kun was about to say a word, something didn't feel right. Wang Jingya's eyebrows were already rising, and a huge fist was taking shape in the sky.

"You are a heroine among girls. Who dares to look down on you? Come if you want. I won't take care of you then."

"You don't need to take care of it. The head is gone and the scar is as big as a bowl. Even if you lose, you can still kill a few more Japs and you won't lose money."

One moment, classmate Wang Xiaoya was completely calm, and the next moment, her true nature was revealed.

"Didn't you say that last time? In actual combat, you must use the spirit of bloodshed to stimulate your own potential and martial arts. There is a great terror between life and death, and you can also unite your mind and make faster progress."

Co-authoring this is still my fault.

To say this to a martial arts idiot, my brain is in trouble.

Zhang Kun smiled depressedly, but he couldn't stop Wang Jingya anymore...

She is actually considered an expert, and she has to practice a few times.

Otherwise, if you become a flower in the greenhouse and encounter an unavoidable battle, it may be even more dangerous.

Coincidentally, the other three heads of the five escort agencies of Yuanshun Escort Bureau all rushed back.

This time, in addition to Hong Huatong, the middle guard's father and Wuyi Xuejiaoyu, who has not fully recovered from his injuries and cannot take action, Gao Zhengming, the "whirlwind knife" of the north guard; Bai Yunsheng, the "death gun" of the west guard,

There is also Li Yutang, the "Returnless Sword" on the East Road, who can all be dispatched.

In addition, the chief escort chief Wang Wu was still in the palace, protecting the emperor and competing with the eight hundred elite soldiers.

At this time in the capital, Yuanshun Escort Bureau was considered to be the strongest.

At Huiyou Escort Agency, Zhang Kun didn't say much.

After all, both parties are unhappy.

Moreover, there are many people inside who have a close relationship with Li Zhongtang, and of course their true purpose cannot be exposed.

If he wants to find helpers, he won't look for those people.

In fact, except for the few people he met in the palace that day, Zhang Kun didn't tell anyone about his true purpose.

Because Wang Jingya needed to mobilize the manpower of Yuanshun Escort Agency, it was not easy to hide it from her.

Just a warning, don't tell the people in the escort agency your true plan. Just say that you are going to do something important that is a matter of life and death.

As for the specific time to take action, Zhang Kun did not even tell Tan Weixin, just in case.

It's not that they don't believe Tan Weixin, but that there are many reformers and they all have their own plans. If Tan Weixin looks a little bit wrong, those old foxes will probably see it.

If someone informs Yito and his entourage from Sakura Country, the matter will be ruined.

…

It's the end of the hour.

The sun in mid-air was pale, and as the cool breeze blew by, a dark cloud had covered the top of the head at some point, making people feel a bit chilly for no reason.

Zhang Kun was riding a big horse, with the official hat on his head so low that his face could not be seen clearly.

This time he specially put on the official uniform of a third-grade knight, so that he would not look too conspicuous.

Similarly, there are those dressed as officials, including Da Dao Wang Wu.

Behind him were more than ten military attachés and guards, among whom Li Huaiyi and Gong Baosen were naturally among them.

As for the army of imperial guards, it is of course difficult to carry it with you...

One is because the imperial guards are not yet well-trained and difficult to command.

If you really encounter a complicated situation, you may still be delayed.

Another one is to come to the Qiu Shan Guild Hall to meet with the reformists to discuss important matters. It is not easy to explain with an army.

If the man in the West Palace gets the news and asks Admiral Ronglu of the Nine Sects to mobilize his troops... forty thousand people will rush over and blockade the city from all sides. Not to mention that this battle will be successful, even the emperor will be very unsafe.

A good hand may be completely ruined.

"Long live my emperor, long live me."

As soon as they entered the Qiu Shan Guild Hall, Kang Beihai and others quickly bowed their heads and shouted long live.

"Okay, no more gossiping. Where is Hirobumi Ito? I can't wait to see him."

At this time, although Emperor Guangxu was very nervous and his face turned pale, his voice was quite calm.

No one could tell anything was wrong.

He stretched out his hand to give some support, and asked Kang Beihai, Liang Shaofu, Tan Weixin and other reform officials to stand up and walk towards the lobby.

Zhang Kun half-pressed his chin, took two quick steps, looked under the brim of his hat, and saw a man standing in the center of the lobby with his hands behind his back, looking at the picture of an eagle spreading its wings hanging in the middle hall.

While looking at this calligraphy treasure, I nodded and sighed.

This man was of short stature, wearing a suit, with a short beard and small eyes. He looked very inconspicuous. However, just standing there, he had a strange demeanor.

It is a kind of official prestige developed by staying in a high position for a long time.

Zhang Kun had met many officials of the Qing Dynasty during this period, including high-ranking officials, minor officials, and even the emperor, so he was no stranger to this temperament.

But he was not sure whether this person was Ito Hirobumi.

Because there is another person who attracts more attention than him.

The man's back was to this side, he was wearing a loose robe, and the hilt of a sword stuck out from his waist. He poured the tea leisurely and did not look back.

There is a sense of ease and ease in his body.

It seemed that as soon as he saw this man's figure and his action of pouring tea, all his vulgar thoughts disappeared, and he even didn't want to disturb the other person's movements by opening his mouth.

"Zen……"

This is a state of mind.

Although Zhang Kun had never felt it before, he understood the inner mystery as soon as he saw it.

Just by looking at it, all the murderous intentions disappear, and it seems that everything is no longer lingering in my mind. Birth, old age, illness and death are all natural...

Apart from these two people, there was no third person in Mingming's sight.

Zhang Kun clearly felt that there were not only three people here, but many.

His eyes moved slightly, scanning the room.
To be continued...