Heroes of Troubled Times: Chronicles of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms

The night in Luoyang was so quiet that you could hear your heartbeat. In Zhu Wen's military camp, a general walked into the tent nervously and said in a panic: "General, it's bad! The messengers from other towns have disappeared, and even their bodies can't be found!"

Zhu Wen's eyes turned cold, and he knew what this meant. He quickly ordered: "Send out spies immediately to find out what's going on in the towns!"

The general took the order and left, leaving Zhu Wen alone in the tent. He stood alone in front of the map, his fingers gently sliding over the mountains and rivers, his eyes flashing with a thoughtful light.

Suddenly, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he quickly grabbed a dagger and stabbed it fiercely at the Luoyang city on the map. He sneered: "It seems that it's time to let them know how powerful I am!"

At the same time, Tang Zhaozong in Luoyang City was pacing anxiously in the palace. He suddenly stopped and said with a firm look in his eyes: "I can't sit and wait for death. I have to find a way to get rid of Zhu Wen's control!"

He turned to the bookshelf and found a secret scroll. He held the scroll tightly, with a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

In Zhu Wen's military camp, spies returned one after another, and the news they brought made Zhu Wen's face more gloomy. The governors of various towns actually gathered secretly and prepared to unite against him!

Zhu Wen sneered, drew the sword from his waist, and swung it down fiercely: "Pass the order down, prepare to fight!"

Tang Zhaozong in Luoyang City was studying the secret scroll nervously. He suddenly had a bright idea and found a way to escape Zhu Wen's control.

He quickly wrote a letter, sealed it, and handed it to a loyal eunuch. He whispered: "Quickly notify the governors of various towns, our plan has begun."

The eunuch took the order and quietly left the palace. Tang Zhaozong clenched his fists, with a glimmer of determination in his eyes.

Outside Zhu Wen's military camp, a strange laugh was faintly heard in the night. Zhu Wen's heart tightened, and his intuition told him that a terrible storm was about to hit.

He held the sword tightly, widened his eyes, and prepared for the upcoming battle.

In Luoyang City, Tang Zhaozong stood on the top floor of the palace, looking at the starry sky in the distance, with a smug smile on his lips. He knew that his plan had been launched, and the future of the Tang Dynasty would be in his hands again.

Overnight, the fate of the entire Tang Dynasty changed dramatically. Zhu Wen and Tang Zhaozong will have a thrilling contest in this storm. And the fate of the Tang Dynasty will also move towards an unknown future in this contest.

The night in Luoyang was windy and it seemed that even the air was trembling. In Zhu Wen's military camp, the jumping light and shadow of the bonfire cast strange patterns on the tent.

"General, the spies reported that the armies of the military governors of various towns are gathering in secret, and there seems to be some unusual movements!" A general reported hurriedly.

Zhu Wen frowned, and a sly look flashed in his eyes: "Gather? Humph, it seems that they have forgotten my tricks."

He stood up suddenly and waved his hand: "Pass the order, the whole army is on alert and ready to meet the enemy!"

The generals responded one after another, and the barracks suddenlyThe soldiers were busy checking their weapons and equipment nervously, and the air was filled with tension.

At the same time, Tang Zhaozong in Luoyang City was sitting in the dim palace, holding a secret letter in his hand. There was a hint of cunning and expectation in his eyes.

"Zhu Wen, do you think you are in control of everything?" He whispered to himself, with an imperceptible smile on his lips.

He blew out the candle gently, and the palace suddenly fell into darkness. Tang Zhaozong's figure disappeared in the darkness, as if blending into the night.

Outside Zhu Wen's military camp, there were low moans in the night wind, as if countless ghosts were wailing. The soldiers couldn't help but shudder and looked around nervously.

Zhu Wen stood outside the tent, his eyes were like torches, he sneered: "Pretending to be a ghost is just a trick."

He turned to the generals around him and said: "Strengthen the vigilance, don't let anyone get close to the barracks!"

The generals left in response, and Zhu Wen stood alone in the night, but he was thinking about a deeper strategy in his heart.

In Luoyang City, the figure of Tang Zhaozong suddenly appeared in an abandoned palace. He walked to a wall lightly and knocked a few times. The wall slowly moved away, revealing a secret passage.

He took a deep breath, stepped into the passage, and the wall behind him slowly closed, and everything returned to calm.

In Zhu Wen's barracks, the night became darker and the soldiers' nerves became more tense. Suddenly, a scream broke through the night sky, followed by a chaotic sound of footsteps.

"What's going on?" Zhu Wen roared.

"General, there is... a ghost!" a soldier reported in horror.

Zhu Wen's steps were firm and fast, with a sword in hand, flashing with cold light, as if it could cut off all the haze. He passed through the military camp, and the soldiers made way for him, with awe and fear in their eyes.

"General, there seems to be a strange phenomenon ahead!" A trusted general trotted to catch up with Zhu Wen, his voice trembling.

Zhu Wen did not stop, but glanced at him coldly: "Strange phenomenon? It's just people's panic."

He continued to move forward, but he was quickly reasoning in his heart: If someone really manipulated it, what was the purpose? Was it to disrupt the morale of the army, or was there another plot?

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew, the bonfire swayed, and between the light and shadow, it seemed that something was crawling in the dark. The soldiers retreated in horror, but Zhu Wen was not afraid, but quickened his pace.

"Come out, you coward!" Zhu Wen shouted loudly, his voice echoing in the night sky.

As soon as he finished speaking, a black shadow rushed out from the darkness, so fast that it was difficult to catch. Zhu Wen was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and swung his sword. With a "clang" sound, the tip of the sword collided with the hidden weapon, and sparks flew.

The black shadow flashed and disappeared, and Zhu Wen sneered: "You dare to show off your tricks in front of me!"

He looked around, and the soldiers were frightened by the scene just now. Zhu Wen knew in his heart that he must stabilize the morale of the army, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

"Pass the order down, the whole army is on alert, no mistakes can be made! "Zhu Wen ordered, his voice revealed unquestionable majesty.

The soldiers moved upon hearing the order, and the barracks were restored to order again. Zhu Wen stood there, his eyes like an eagle, he knew that this contest had just begun.

In the Luoyang Palace, the candlelight flickered, reflecting the pale faces of Emperor Zhaozong of Tang and the Queen. The two sat on the dragon throne, surrounded by the empty and silent hall, and the air was filled with a heavy sense of depression.

"Your Majesty, Zhu Wen's ambition is obvious, what should we do?" The Queen asked softly, with a tremor in her voice.

Tang Zhaozong tightly grasped the armrest of the dragon throne, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes: "No matter what, I will not let the country of the Tang Dynasty fall into the hands of others. ”

He stood up and walked to the window, staring at the stars in the night sky, but he was quickly thinking of countermeasures in his heart.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew, and the candlelight in the hall flickered, as if something ominous was approaching. Tang Zhaozong and the queen couldn't help but shudder and looked around nervously.

"Your Majesty, this wind... seems to be a little wrong." The queen grabbed Tang Zhaozong's sleeve tightly, and her voice revealed fear.

Tang Zhaozong took a deep breath and tried to stay calm: "Don't panic, this is just natural wind."

However, he felt vaguely uneasy in his heart, and his intuition told him that this was by no means a simple natural phenomenon.

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