To the east of the city, to the south of the building, and to the north of the private yard, it was a wasteland since Shouying was built. When Shouying was still Shouling, and even when Shouling did not exist, the wizards of Huaiyi said that there was a spirit here, but the spirit of Huaiyi may not be the spirit of the Chu people. Therefore, although this place was avoided when the city was built, the temple was kept, but no one worshiped the temple gradually became deserted, leaving only the short walls of Duanhuan, which were half exposed and half visible among the half-man-high weeds, and inconspicuous.

The road was wide and lined up in five rows. The princes, more than 300 meters long in front and behind, was passing through this wasteland. Further forward was Zaofu. The past Zaofu was the North Gate, and outside the North Gate was the Jiangdong army deceived by Huang Xie and Li Yuan. In the carriage, Xiong Jing, everyone thought that as long as the prince appeared, the rumors about Huang Xie and Li Yuan would be defeated without any attack. At that time, the rebellion was quelled, Yingdu was preserved, and Jiangdong army could also go to Xi County as soon as possible to expel the Qin people from Chu.

Thinking of this, Zhen Yinzi, who was consciously looking at Xiong Jing, who was sitting at the innermost side of the carriage, knew that Xiong Jing ascended the throne and became king at that time. Although this was not the youngest king since the founding of the State of Chu, he was one of the most wisest and most intelligent kings. In him, Zimo saw a different world, not what the Confucian scholar Xunzi said, "control the destiny of heaven and use it." The destiny of heaven is like the gods mentioned by the witch, which can only be seen by Confucian scholars, but ordinary people cannot see it at all. It determines the rise and fall of dynasties and domine the princes.

The prince's world is not like this. It does not have the destiny of Confucianism, nor does it have the transcendence of Taoism. It is not the wise rule of the Mohist school, nor the legal teachings, and has nothing to do with Yang Zhu. The learning of all the scholars is learned by people, and it is the world of human beings; the world of the eldest son is the world of things. To put it in Xunzi's words, it should be called "controlling the laws of nature and using them". Skills are strong and strength is the victory.

This principle was absurd at first hearing, but when I thought about it, I felt it was reasonable. Before the founding of the country, my ancestors were not enfeoffed by the Zhou people, and they worked hard to open mountains and forests. Or more than a thousand years ago, my ancestors were attacked by the Yin people and were expelled by the Yin people. Isn’t it because their skills were not as good as others, their strength was not as good as others? If my ancestors had copper soldiers, chariots, and formations at that time, how could the Chu State be a viscount...

Literature is always sentimental. Zimo didn't think about Huang Xie's rebellion. Who would be the Lingyin in the future? He only thought about what he saw and what he heard from Xiong Jing. After all, it was not a scholar who became foolish because of Confucianism in the last two thousand years of Qin. Zimo thought that Xiong Jing did represent a completely different world from the present, which was a world of things supported by technology and a world of power.

Things and power are the foundation of a strong country, not kingly way, nor are they politically correct. The fundamental thing and power are still skills. The emergence of skills mostly depends on war - only in war can technology develop the most rapidly. Therefore, this is completely a matter of taking the jaw from fire. How to obtain (generated) technology through war and avoid causing too many casualties in war has become a key issue.

Of course, the monarchs and ministers in the situation cannot find this problem, nor do they care about this problem. They only want victory, not technology. But in fact, only technology can improve the dimension of human survival. Politics, or political systems only determine whether technology can be produced smoothly and well. Although Xiong Jing does not know all the technical details of the past two thousand years, he knows the context of technological development over the past two thousand years. On the contrary, the kingly way and domineering political systems are no longer important, because the technical context he knows has determined that the State of Chu can lead other countries no matter what kind of governance strategy he adopts.

The collapse of rituals and music in today's world is closely related to the rehabilitation and population growth for hundreds of years. The widespread learning of the philosophers is to solve the problem of rituals and music in the face of the collapse of rituals and music. However, no matter which theory is, it is an emergency solution for the population to grow and cook without rice. The prince is not the case. He has no rice and has no rice. This is the fundamental way to cure the current world.

Outside the carriage and Ling Yangyang, the steps were neat, and the monarch and ministers sat in the carriage without saying a word, thinking about their own thoughts. When Zi Wu was thinking about another world, Xiong Jing was looking out of the car through the poor annealing and suppressing uneven glass. In the early winter, all herbs withered, and under two curved willow trees in the wasteland, the lewd temple on the bank of the low walls was vaguely visible. He remembered that he passed by this place on the day he was assassinated. The roadside was full of sanitation. This was the first assassination against him, which was destroyed in advance by the sanitation led by Deng Sui, and then the second one. The carriage carriage was broken by copper ingots, Cai Bao was injured, and he almost died.

It seemed that he felt that it was not auspicious to think about these things. Xiong Jing withdrew his gaze, glanced at the ministers and then closed his eyes and pretended to sleep. From yesterday morning to now, he had hardly slept much. He thought of his father and was worried about Huang Xie.

"Report——!" Through the carriage, the military newspaper was heard looming, and this was reported to Cai Bao outside the car.

"What's the matter?" Cai Bao was still standing in the hand position. What he was most worried about was that when passing through dense streets and alleys, something like this happened last time. Now there are wastelands around him, and he didn't believe there would be assassins here.

"Front..." The soldier couldn't breathe, but the news was urgent. "The king and soldiers ahead blocked the road and said they were here to pick up His Highness, but the attacking formations he listed were."

"Attacking Formation?" Jing Hua was most worried about the safety of the prince, so how dare he list the attacking Formation? Cai Bao, who felt vaguely wrong, asked anxiously: "How many soldiers are there in the king's soldiers ahead?"

"I'm afraid it's no less than two thousand." Cai Bao's answer made him look in vain. The rebels were at the city, and there were no less than two thousand kings and soldiers forming attack formations in the city. There was no other explanation. The only explanation was that Jing Hua also rebelled.

"Stop, stop!" Cai Bao had no time to report to Xiong Jing in the car, so he could only make a quick decision. "The back team turns to the front team, retreat! Retreat quickly!"

The training of the sanitation palace armor was better than that of Wang Zu. After Cai Bao's order, the queue of more than 300 meters stopped, and the front and rear teams were swapped. The really slower were the military chariots and four-wheeled horse carriages, but the Gongjia's commanders were not ordinary people. After a few breaths, the entire queue completed the turn. However, it was too late. Xiong Jing, who was sleeping, was surprised that when the carriage turned around, a whistlebrating sound of "Woo--" sound, and a row of brown armor was rushing out of the market to the west. They quickly formed a formation behind and cut off the team's backward path from a distance.

"Jing Hua has rebelled, Jing Hua has rebelled!" Cai Bao finally panicked. Not to mention the king's soldiers in front, even the rebels rushing out of the market, they could see that there were no less than 1,500 people.

"Jing Hua is back?" The important minister in the car heard Cai Bao's anxious words. Some people changed their qualities and some people held the sword. Only Zhaoshu bowed solemnly: "I ask to get out of the car, thinking that Your Highness holds the sword."

In ancient times, the king's guards all held the sword, and the word "wu" depicted the guards holding the sword. However, the ministers were not distinguished between civil and military in the Spring and Autumn Period. When the king was in trouble, it was common for the ministers to hold the sword and guard. Zhaoshu asked for it, but he was just fulfilling his duties as a minister.

"I also ask..." Shen Yinhua also spoke, but his whole body trembled, and he couldn't continue to speak when he saw Xiong Jing's gaze.

"I also ask you to get off the car." Meng Zhengqin was a little brave. He was the second one to ask for orders to get off the car.

"Your Highness, please hold on to the sword." Zimo seemed very calm, but his legs were weak and he was no longer conscious.

His eyes swept around everyone, Xiong Jing didn't think of their loyalty, he only asked: "Jing Hua rebelled? Why did he rebell? "

No one answered, and even if he could not hear the answer, the drums of war were ringing outside. Cai Bao, sweating, watched the two rebels in front and back getting closer, shouting as he formed a circle, while looking forward and around, looking around, trying to find a way out.

There is no way to survive. With the sound of the whistle, the kings and soldiers in front of them will move forward. They know very well that Gong Jia does not have enough archers, so they stop outside fifty steps. Then, while monitoring Gong Jia, they waited for the Yue people behind to form a formation and completely surrounded Gong Jia to death.

"Shoot the arrow!" Because of his preparation, Wang Zuo had many archers. Seeing that the palace armor was about to form a defending round formation, the deputy general Li Feng immediately ordered five hundred archers to shoot arrows. When the formation was changed, the soldiers of Yi Tu had no time to raise their shields and were shot at a time.

The sound of drums, shouts, screams, and even the sound of arrows hitting the steel armor of the carriage... Xiong Jing, who had no time to think about why Jing Hua wanted to rebel, opened the small window connecting the imperial hand room and ordered loudly: "The carriage is strong, hurry up and rush out!"

After the last assassination, the four-wheeled carriage was improved and reinforced again. Not to mention that the carriage was surrounded, even the roof was covered with steel armor. Although Xiong Jing did not know that he was surrounded, relying on the solid carriage to rush out was the only way he could think of.

"Wei, Wei!" Cai Bao responded loudly. At this time, the defensive circular formation had been formed. The queue of more than 30 meters turned into a circular formation with a diameter of more than 30 meters. There were ten people in the depth of the circular formation, but because many arrows were shot in their hands, they became uneven. Some of them were only eight or even seven, but the periphery was flushed. The five front rows of the circular formation were hung with shields on their left shoulders. The spears were raised in a dense manner, and the huge iron spear head was daunting.

This is the periphery of defense. Ten military chariots were scattered after the Yishui. The sword and shield hands were behind the Yishui. The arrow rain shot by the Wangshu did not cause any damage to them. At this time, the four hundred and fifty sword and shield hands also formed a circular formation with a diameter of about fifteen meters. This circular formation is not as good as the Yishui. It is only three rows in depth. The large shield in their left hand is placed obliquely, holding or swinging the sword, staring at the rebels outside the formation. Inside this small circular formation is Xiong Jing's short soldiers and swordsmen. They are on guard against the carriage. Because there is no shield, the people facing the Wangshui kept falling in the arrow rain, and blood was covered with the ground.

Four thousand to one thousand five hundred, this is Cai Bao's instant estimate. Although His Highness did not order him to rush out in that direction, the carriage could not run east or west, so he could only choose a direction between north and south along the road. To the south is the royal city, which is the best choice. Once you enter the royal city, your highness will be safe. But the brown armor on the south is all with long beryllium. Cai Bao, who understands the power of the wizard formation, was very hesitant. If he goes north, it will be farther and farther away from the palace, if the rebels outside the city enter the city...
Chapter completed!