"Having dealt with the navy in Jiangnan, there are no worries left on the sea, Da Gu Port Navy is not their opponent, the next step is to press directly into the capital," Gu Yun took down the map on the wall, "Old Tan, how many troops can be deployed in the capital?"

Tan Hong Fei licked his dry and cracked lips: "There are two thousand Heavy Armors in the Northern Camp, 16,000 Light Cavalry, and two thousand chariots and horsemen. There are eighty chariots in total with three pairs of Baihong on each of them, each with a long and short artillery at the head and tail."

These meager forces were only enough to force the Emperor to abdicate, clashing with the Westerners using all that they had accumulated and planned for many years was much like a pinch of salt in an ocean, Gu Yun frowned: "What about the Imperial Army?"

"The Imperial Army is no good. There are less than 6,000 people in total. More than half of them are the young master type with only appearance, they have never seen blood." Tan Hong Fei paused for a moment then suddenly remembered something. He took an object from his chest and solemnly held it in both hands, giving it to Gu Yun. "That's right, the Emperor asked me to bring this to Marshal."

The thing was wrapped in fine palace silk, one would originally assume it was some kind of precious jewelry, only to find a ferocious-looking Black Iron Tiger Emblem inside.

Gu Yun glanced at it then lifted his lips in an unamused smile. "What good would it do giving this back to me now? The flower has already withered."

Tan Hong Fei did not know what to say.

Gu Yun casually threw the Black Tiger Emblem to Tan Hong Fei: "Alright, since the Emperor has made up his mind, you can go write the orders according to his wishes. Summon the local garrisons in Zhili, Shandong Province to return for defense, aid the difficulties in the capital, let Cai Feng divide his force to lead the reinforcement... Well, just summon them for now, if they do not come then we will think of something later.”

Tan Hong Fei: "...”

On the other hand, Zhang Feng Han at their side was already of old age and frail, he could not be so stone-hearted as these animals at the same table. He had been frightened from the start until now, as he suddenly heard Gu Yun's implication, the old Ling Shu immediately turned pale, he could not refrain from asking: "Does Marshal mean...It is possible that the Qin Wang Army won't be able to arrive?”