The fiefdom increases by 1 soldier in 1 second, and the empress kneels down and begs not to rebel

Mo Sang's anger did not last long. His physical exhaustion had left him no time to curse. He was extremely sleepy, and his feet felt like lead.

But fortunately, the army stopped marching soon after, and they began to rest on the spot.

Mo Sang knew that they were very close to the Kyoto Imperial Palace at this moment, so he chose to stop the march at this time, not because he was afraid of Fuso's troops stationed in Edo, Kyoto.

It's just that clouds have drifted in the night sky and obscured the moonlight, which is really not conducive to marching. Once tonight is over, this army will surely launch a fierce attack on Kyoto tomorrow.

And this means that tonight should be Fuso's last Christmas Eve.

Mo Sang knew that he had not returned for a long time. Akihito should have thought that the peace talks had failed. He must have panicked now. The next thing he could do was to mobilize a large number of troops to defend Kyoto and fight from the city.

If he hadn't abandoned Kyoto and fled to the western region of Fuso.

But no matter which one of these two measures were taken, in Mo Sang's view, he was probably destined to die.

Comparatively speaking, defending Kyoto should be the most appropriate choice. After all, Kyoto is different from other places. There is a complete city defense there. Fighting based on the city can contain the Yan army's offensive. In addition, the military strength there is also considerable.

Except for Kyoto, Mo Sang knew that no other place in Fuso had complete city defenses. Even the further west you went, the fewer troops there were. Mo Sang already knew Fuso's military structure. After all, Akihito had already known about the Taqi Kingdom. "Be honest and honest".

"Stand still! Don't move!"

Just as Mo Sang was thinking, Yan Bing came over with a sullen face.

Mo Sang snorted in his heart and stood upright. The Yan soldier held a black cloth in his hand and immediately covered Mo Sang. He checked Mo Sang's tied hands again. After confirming that they were extremely secure, he kicked Mo Sang. Kicked to the ground.

"Lie down and sleep here!"

Mo Sang was angry. He was already a prisoner. Is it necessary for him to be like this? Is it possible that there are some little tricks going on behind the scenes?

But he still lay on the ground without moving, but asked:

"Brother, can you give me some water? I'm really thirsty."

The Yan Bing sighed and shouted: "I have hot urine for soaking, do you want to drink it?"

Then, Mo Sang heard a rustling sound, as if the man was unbuttoning his pants, and he immediately shouted:

"No more!"

"No? That's not up to you! Haha!" A sneer came, and Mo Sang felt a pair of hands pinch his face, the cloth cover was lifted a little, and the cool liquid fell into his mouth.

Mo Sang was so angry that he trembled all over, gritted his teeth suddenly, pursed his lips tightly, and rolled on the ground.

Then he said angrily: "It would be better to kill me than humiliate me!"

"Did he just let you treat me like this? You might as well..."

Before he finished speaking, Mo Sang's voice stopped. Only then did he realize that what had just fallen into his mouth was water.

"Just one pot, no more!"

The voice came again, and then Mo Sang found a spout handed to his mouth. He immediately opened his mouth and drank.

The water entered his stomach, and the cold and sweet taste was refreshing. Mo Sang felt relaxed all over. When he finished drinking the water, he opened his mouth.

"Brother, after talking and joking, you are quite a nice person."

As soon as he finished speaking, the young soldier put the spout of the pot into Mo Sang's mouth, almost piercing his throat. Mo Sang retched and almost vomited out all the water in his stomach.

The soldier covered Mo Sang's head and face again, and he chuckled:

"You're so weird. Without you, the Fuso people wouldn't be able to escape."

"Just lie down! Stop shouting!" After saying this, the soldier left leisurely.

Mo Sang lay on the ground, feeling depressed.

Yes, now that I think about it, as soon as Yan Kingdom's fleet received the news, they should go to various ports in Fuso and block all routes to the outer sea.

And the few tower-flag warships left in Wangdong Port are bound to be seized by them.

Next, Fuso will become a truly isolated island. People on the island will not be able to get out, and people from outside the island will not be able to get in.

The intensifying war will completely burn the fusang.

"These guys are really crazy..."

"When they start a war with us in the future, will they be so crazy?"

After muttering softly, Mo Sang finally couldn't hold back his sleepiness and fell into a deep sleep.

-

It was late at night, but Akihito didn't feel sleepy at all. He stared, his eyeballs were already covered with bloodshot eyes, and his beard and hair were a little scattered, but he couldn't care about it at this moment.

In the hall, Yamanaka Takuma looked solemn and was reporting to him:

"Your Majesty, you have summoned as many troops as possible to come to Kyoto."

"Now the general has laid out the entire Kyoto into an unbreakable fortress!"

"The outer city is garrisoned by soldiers and horses led by Setogawa and Yuichi Shiba, while the defense forces in the inner city will be led by me personally!"

"The Yan army is certainly fierce, but this time is different. Kyoto's city defense will definitely be able to stop them! Next, we only need to fight within the city and deal with them!"

After finishing his words, Akihito nodded.

As of now, that's all it can do.

At the beginning, he wanted to continue to send troops and horses to stop the Yan army's offensive. After all, as the king of a country, how could he tolerate the enemy coming to the capital.

However, several troops were sent one after another, but they were all defeated. This repeated failure has proved that it is completely unfeasible to confront the Yan army. For this reason, Yamanaka Takuma advised to gather troops and defend Kyoto. Conduct defensive operations.

Kyoto is different from other places. It has a city defense that is rare in Fuso. In addition, it has gradually gathered a lot of troops.

Nowadays, the entire Kyoto is filled with soldiers and horses from all walks of life. However, although there are many soldiers and horses, they are also good and bad, but at this time, there is no way to consider so much.

The Taqi State can no longer be relied upon, so we can only continue fighting like this.

"Drag, drag those bastards as long as you can!"

"The longer we stay, the harder it will be for the people of Yan State to hold on."

"When Sakamoto and Hidehito come back, we will attack from both sides and destroy this group of Yan people!" Akihito said through gritted teeth.

Yamanaka Takuma nodded and replied:

"Yes! Your Majesty!"

"The longer the war lasts, the better it is for us."

Akihito touched his forehead and waved his hand tiredly, signaling Yamanaka Takuma to retreat.

After Yamanaka Takuma left, Akihito walked out of the palace and looked at the dark night sky, feeling miserable in his heart.

Who would have thought that Yan Guo would almost reach Kyoto?

This kind of thing has never happened to Fusang in the past thousands of years. When it comes to my generation, it can be said that Fusang is the strongest period.

With domestic reforms and the help of the Taqi State, Fuso has reached its peak!

But when it reached its peak, it declined so quickly.

"If you want to fight me, Fuso, to the end, be prepared to die together!" Akihito waved his fist and roared suddenly.

The night is dark, tonight is a peaceful night.