The city wall of Yanjing City is extremely wide and can even ride on horseback above the city head. The large bluestone blocks of the city wall were built when building the city wall, and the space could be built to store items during wartime, and even among the thick city walls, there was a hollow emergency military conference room for the city guarding emergency meeting.

There is such a conference room in the city wall next to Xiping Gate.

The area is not large, it is just a space for more than ten people. At this time, Su Yuting was sitting quietly in this temporary meeting, looking tired and frowning together.

There are still four or five Imperial Guards here. Obviously, the pressure over the past few days has exhausted everyone. Several generals are sitting on chairs, feeling sleepy, and one of them even snored.

Su Yuting just quietly looked at the oil lamps on the table, the lights flashed and the night shadows were ghostly.

The stone gate opened, Tang Mingwu came in from outside, took off his helmet and placed it on the table, and even took off his sword and placed it on the table. He pulled a chair and sat down, looked at Su Yuting and said, "Everything has been checked, there is no problem. The Northwest Army should not attack in the past two days...!"

Su Yuting didn't say anything, he had no expression on his face, but the look in his eyes was obviously thinking about something.

"Are we just waiting like this?" Tang Mingwu glanced at Su Yuting, and his expression on his face had never looked good: "Commander Su, if you sit here and wait for death, do you really have to wait for the Northwest follow-up troops to follow up?"

Han Mo led the Northwest Army to the city a few days ago. At that time, Tang Mingwu had already realized that something was wrong and was almost desperate. However, Su Guanya revealed that the aristocratic army had been dispatched to attack, which made Tang Mingwu rekindle hope.

However, not only did the aristocratic army fail to successfully attack, they were wiped out by Han Mo. Tang Mingwu's heart fell to the bottom of the valley at that moment. In the past two days, he was in a depressed mood and under great pressure.

Tang Mingwu's voice was heavy, and he woke up all the generals in the conference room for a moment, and the generals looked extremely sad.

Su Yuting said lightly: "Is General Tang a solution?"

Tang Mingwu frowned and said, "What can I do? But... we can't do nothing and just watch the Northwest Army fight. With the strength of our hands, we can't last long!"

When several generals around him heard this, they nodded slightly.

"We control all the officials in the capital. He, Han Mo, really dares to attack the city?" A gang leader of Su Yuting's army frowned and said, "Han Mo's family is also in our hands. He will never ignore it, right?"

Tang Mingwu sneered: "Han Mo let go of the words under the city that day. I think it is impossible for him to compromise."

After a silence, a general from the volcanic camp finally said carefully: "Otherwise... let's go into the palace..."

Su Yuting's face tightened and said lightly: "Enter the palace? What are you doing?"

"At this point, I can only meet the emperor." The general said carefully: "Han Mo rebelled. As long as the emperor issued an order, not only will Longxiang Camp and Langjia Camp help us, but the Northwest Army may retreat without fighting!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone looked at him with an idiot's gaze.

Tang Mingwu pondered for a moment and finally said, "Commander Su, this is not a solution. In my opinion, it is better to discuss peace with Han Mo!"

"Party discussion?" Su Yuting's eyes flashed coldly.

Tang Mingwu sighed: "We are also acting on the order of Your Highness...!"

When Su Yuting heard this, he instantly saw Tang Mingwu's thoughts and sneered: "General Tang, are you going to put all the blame on Your Highness?"

"What does it mean to put the blame on Your Highness?" Tang Mingwu looked unkind. Facing Su Yuting, he was not afraid and sneered: "Didn't we obey Your Highness's order? Now the situation is critical. In order to prevent my soldiers from killing each other, we always have to come up with countermeasures. You Commander Su has no way, and I, Tang Mingwu, can only come up with peace talks!"

Su Yuting looked cold, clenched his fists and said coldly: "General Tang, do you think Han Mo would agree to make peace with you?"

Tang Mingwu frowned and said, "This... I have to give it a try!"

"You're thinking too simple." Su Yuting said calmly: "Even if Han Mo agrees to discuss peace with you, after this matter, do you think the people in the cabinet will let you go?"

The gang leader of Su Yuting's army guards had already scolded coldly: "Tang Mingwu, do you want to escape in the last battle? The situation is now serious, and you want to blame His Highness the Crown Prince. It's indeed a shameless villain!"

Tang Mingwu's expression suddenly became cold. He grabbed the sword on the table, stood up, and shouted coldly: "You are bold, when will it be your turn to teach me a lesson?"

The gang leader of the guard also held the hilt of the knife and said angrily: "My official position is not lower than that of you. What can you do if you just talk to you like this? Your Highness has great trust in you and has entrusted him with important responsibilities. Now in times of crisis, you have to blame the prince and criticize the prince's reputation. He is not a shameless villain, but what is it? If the prince comes back, the first person to come up to seek credit and reward, I am afraid that it is you, a villain."

Tang Mingwu sneered: "I am also thinking about my brothers. At this point, there are no reinforcements and alone to fight. Can I be Han Mo's opponent?"

The conference room was covered with murderous aura for a moment, and it was extremely cold.

Su Yuting sat in a very calm chair, just staring at Tang Mingwu coldly, and said slowly: "General Tang, everyone has their own ambitions. If you want to make peace with Han Mo, I will not stop you. But if you place the blame on the prince's head and destroy the prince's reputation, don't blame Su Yuting for being rude. Su Yuting is confident that taking your life is easy!"

Tang Mingwu looked ugly, but he also knew that with his ability, he was definitely not Su Yuting's opponent, so he snorted coldly and sat down.

At this moment, I heard a voice coming from outside, saying, "Sir, there is movement outside the city!"

The generals quickly stood up and pressed their hands on the hilt of the knife. Su Yuting was the first to be hit and the group came to the top of the city.

The cold wind roared and the vast earth was extremely bleak. Su Yuting stood at the top of the city and looked into the distance. He saw a faint light of fire flashing in the distance. The distance was very far away, and he was still unclear about the movement there.

Tang Mingwu looked ugly and said, "Is Han Mo going to attack the city? It's impossible. He only has cavalry in his hands. How to attack the city is not going to seek death?"

The archers were ready on the city wall, and the camp was prepared on the crossbow tower.

A general next to him said, "It's not that the Northwest Army reinforcements have arrived, right?"

"Absolutely impossible!" Tang Mingwu shook his head and said, "It's not that fast. Even if you fly in the sky, it's impossible to arrive so quickly."

At this moment, a group of shadows appeared not far away, and then they heard the sound of horses neighing. In the darkness, a team of cavalry approached the city.

Tang Mingwu immediately pulled out his knife and shouted: "Shoot them to death, shoot arrows!"

He fell behind and heard a "swoosh" sound, and an arrow shot out. Then he saw the group of cavalry retreating quickly and disappeared into the darkness in a moment.

The generals on the city wall looked at each other and frowned.

Su Yuting still looked calm and indifferent, holding the snow-colored silver spear in his hand, as quiet as a virgin.

"Do they fight?" One general couldn't help but say, "What do they want to do?"

...

Jiumen Daying has always been the place where Jiumen soldiers are stationed, near the city wall at the southwest corner of Yanjing.

At this time, nearly 1,500 soldiers from the Nine Gate were trapped in the camp, and their weapons were all seized, and the 200 Imperial Guards were guarded by Fengxiang Camp.

On that day, the soldiers of the Nine Gate saw the Nine Gate Admiral's Military Talisman, and the City Gate's Office was guarded by the Imperial Guard. Until now, many soldiers of the Nine Gate are covered in clouds and mist. They really can't understand why they were disarmed, and they don't understand why they were ordered to stay in the camp and not move rashly.

In the past few days, the Jiumen Camp has been very quiet. The soldiers are in the camp and there is no shortage of food every day.

The guards of the Imperial Guard were divided into two squads, one hundred people each, mainly guarding the various gates of the camp, and occasionally sending people to patrol the camp, and no abnormal movements were allowed in the camp.

Jiumen Camp is very quiet, especially on such a cold night.

But in this silence, a team of patrolling imperial guards suddenly heard a very messy commotion from the depths of the camp. The team of more than ten imperial guards immediately led the commander of the team, and quickly passed by the direction in which the sound of the sound in the middle was heard.

When I saw a battalion commander near a battalion commander, hundreds of soldiers from the Nine Gate gathered. There seemed to be friction between the two sides. You can see that there were more than a dozen people fighting in the middle.

The Imperial Commander frowned, pulled out his sword, and quickly walked forward with his soldiers, shouting in a deep voice: "It's midnight, if you don't rest, why are you gathering here for?"

The dozen nine-door soldiers who fought each other were unheard of, and were still striking on the snow.

The Imperial Commander was furious and went forward, pulled up a soldier, kicked the other one away, raised his sword and shouted, "Didn't you stop?" He turned around and ordered, "Pull them apart!"

The imperial guards behind him immediately pulled out their swords and went forward, shouting, "Don't fight, separate..."

The scene was quite chaotic for a moment.

The Imperial Guard was stopping the fighter. He screamed when he heard a scream. Then he saw a soldier in the Nine Gate covering his throat with one hand and blood was overflowing between his fingers. The soldier swayed and took two steps back, pointing at a Imperial Guard with one hand, his pupils dilated, and then fell to the ground, twitching for a few times, and then stopped moving. The snow on the ground was soon stained with blood.

In an instant, everyone stopped, and the silence was as quiet as death, staring at the corpse.

No one knew why the soldier had suddenly cut his throat.

The Imperial Commander was obviously a little surprised. How could this cause a person to die? Before he could come back to his senses, he saw a man rushing out of the crowd. The man was sturdy and extremely fast. Many soldiers from the Nine Gate recognized him instantly. He was a city gate captain, and among the soldiers of the Nine Gate, he was a senior general.

The city gate captain held his fists, his face frightened, glared at the Imperial Guard, and shouted coldly: "Why do you kill people? Why do you Imperial Guard kill my nine brothers?"
Chapter completed!