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Si Yan led two camps of troops, divided into two groups, one by land and the other by water, heading towards Yuzhou.

The rebel scout received the news and immediately returned to the city to report.

"Report——"

"Your Highness Prince Xin, the troops of the second and third battalions of the Shangjing Jingji Grand Camp are divided into land and sea forces and are heading towards Yuzhou."

The people in charge of Yuzhou are the Minister of Personnel Yang Youjian and Prince Xin. Beside Prince Xin is a mysterious man wearing a mask.

When Yang Youjian was being held in custody at Duke Yang's mansion, he was in the Ministry of Personnel. He took the opportunity to leave Shangjing and join the rebel camp.

Over the years, he has been instructed by Imperial Noble Consort Xin and Prime Minister, and is deeply involved. It is impossible for Si Yan to let him go.

Now, because the Duke of Yang’s Mansion harbored Wei Shu, my father has been thrown into the Sky Prison, and all the members of the Yang family have been imprisoned.

He could only join the rebel camp.

"Who leads the troops?" Yang Youjian asked.

"Si Yan is leading the troops personally."

When Prince Xin Qi Mingzhe heard Si Yan's name, his eyes were filled with anger and he gritted his teeth.

He could not forget the scene of his mother's tragic death in front of him. Whenever he thought of it, he wished he could kill Si Yan.

Si Yan caused his family to be destroyed, and he and Si Yan are sworn enemies.

Yang Youjian said in a grave tone, "Your Highness Prince Xin, Si Yan has personally taken action. Our army is facing a battle of life and death."

"How many people do they have?" Qi Mingzhe asked.

"The two armies of the Jingji camp have a total of 40,000 troops."

"We have an army of 100,000 men, so why should we be afraid of Si Yan?" Qi Mingzhe clenched his fists, wishing he could rush up and fight Si Yan to the death.

Yang Youjian said solemnly, "Your Highness Prince Xin, don't be careless. Si Yan is full of tricks, so we should be careful."

Their vanguard of 20,000 troops was completely wiped out in the Deep Water Bay below Zhouzi Cliff.

This time, if something goes wrong again, they will be completely finished.

"What do you think we should do?" Qi Mingzhe scratched his hair and said angrily.

He used to listen to his mother and uncle, but now that his mother and uncle are dead, who should he listen to?

"Your Highness, please be patient." The masked man next to Qi Mingzhe spoke.

"Uncle, do you have any good ideas?" Qi Mingzhe looked at the man next to him.

This man claimed to be his uncle and his biological father's brother.

He had lost his father and mother and was already in despair, but it was this man who gave him hope.

The masked man said calmly, "We have developed a new type of firearm according to the production method given by the eldest prince. If Si Yan dares to come, we will use this to greet them."

"Yes! Yes, the new firearms are very powerful. Si Yan used these new firearms to recapture Beiyan Pass. Now that we have these new firearms, we have nothing to fear."

Qi Mingzhe nodded his head in agreement with the masked man's opinion.

Qi Mingzhe's distraught look made Yang Youjian feel helpless.

Prince Xin used to seem quite calm and steady, but after the death of Concubine Xin and Xin Rui, he became like a baby who had not grown up.

This masked man claims to be Wei Shu's brother and is also from Beimang. He was the person sent by Beimang to take over Wei Shu's position after Wei Shu's death.

The Xin family was deeply bound to the Wei Shu, which meant they were deeply bound to the Beimang Kingdom, so much so that among the generals of the Xin family's rebel army, there were actually many people from the Beimang Kingdom.

Yang Youjian felt a little aggrieved, but there was nothing he could do.

"Your Highness Prince Xin, let's first see how Si Yan makes his move."

"Well, the king is waiting for her."

The two armies led by Si Yan arrived in Yuzhou soon. Si Yan ordered the land army to camp on a grass hill thirty miles away from Yuzhou.

The naval and land forces camped on the banks of the Yu River.

The rebels waited for two days, but saw no movement from the enemy, and they were confused about Si Yan's thoughts.

At this moment, a soldier from the Yuzhou city wall galloped into the city.

"Report——"

"What's the matter?" Qi Mingzhe asked.

The soldier gasped, "Your Highness Prince Xin, Zheng City has fallen into the hands of the enemy."

"What?" Qi Mingzhe stood up from his chair.

Zhengcheng is behind Yuzhou, and it is impossible for Si Yan's people to enter Zhengcheng quietly without knowing it.

"Who leads the troops?" Yang Youjian asked with a frown.

"It was Ling Yuefeng, the former Great Protector of the Nation. He suddenly appeared with his troops and captured Zhengcheng. The 5,000 men left in Zhengcheng, seeing they couldn't hold the city, opened the gates and surrendered."

Qi Mingzhe sat down on the chair and looked up at the masked man beside him.

The masked man didn't say anything and seemed to have fallen into silence.

Yang Youjian sighed secretly: "Your Highness, Zhengcheng has been lost, and our army's retreat has been cut off..."

They all thought that Ling Yuefeng went to Dingshan Pass and just took over Xin Qi's troops, preventing Xin Qi from coming to join them.

No one expected that Ling Yuefeng would secretly attack Zhengcheng and take it down in one fell swoop.

The masked man ordered in a deep voice: "Your Highness, have someone guard the armory."

"Yes." Prince Xin Qi Mingzhe nodded.

He suddenly leaned close to Qi Mingzhe's ear and whispered a few words to him, and Qi Mingzhe nodded continuously.

When Yang Youjian saw this, he couldn't help but feel angry.

He didn't even know what the masked man looked like, but Prince Xin was actually being led by him.

Yang Youjian walked out angrily.

Suddenly, a voice called him: "Master Yang."

Yang Youjian turned around and saw a Wubai master with thick eyebrows and big eyes standing behind him: "What do you want?"

"I wonder if Lord Yang is free to have a cup of tea together?"

Yang Youjian felt that this person had an extraordinary temperament and did not look like an ordinary person.

The Five Hundred Lords came forward and said to Yang Youjian with a smile, "I have some good tea here, which can help relieve your boredom, Master Yang."

"Do you know why I feel depressed?"

"I know, Lord Yang is annoyed by that masked man." Wubaizhu leaned close to Yang Youjian's ear and whispered, "To be honest with you, Lord Yang, it's not just Lord Yang who's annoyed by that masked man. All of us brothers are annoyed by him."

"What's your name?" Yang Youjian asked.

"My name is Bei'an." Wubaizhu said to Yang Youjian, "Sir, please follow me. Many brothers are waiting for you."

Yang Youjian was silent for a moment, but still followed the leader of five hundred people named Bei'an.

In a teahouse in a small alley in Yuzhou City, more than a dozen or five hundred masters and several low-ranking generals have gathered, waiting for Bei'an to come back.

Yang Youjian entered the teahouse with his head held high, and was greatly surprised when he saw this scene.

With so many generals gathered together, something bad is going to happen.

"Please take a seat, sir." Bei'an led Yang Youjian to the seat of honor.

Yang Youjian looked at this seat which was obviously the first seat in the center and was a little hesitant to sit down.

Bei'an held Yang Youjian's shoulders and pushed him into position.

"Sir Yang, we have been displeased with the dogs from Beimang Country for a long time." A soldier stood up and said.

"Yes, we are all from Daxuan. Why should we listen to the people from Beimang?"

"Although we support Prince Xin, we do not support the Beimang people. We must not let the Beimang people control us."

"Sir, do you say yes or no?"

The few words of the five hundred masters touched Yang Youjian's heart.

He had long wanted to kill that dog from Beimang State and control King Xin himself.

Bei'an looked at Yang Youjian's expression and wiped his neck: "Sir, why don't we..."