“Exterminate them all.”

Zheng Fan raised his head in astonishment, looking at King Jingnan who was standing right in front of him.

The wind that blew at dusk was slightly chilly and mixed with moisture, constantly brushing past his ears.

"Lord… Your Highness."

Zheng Fan's lips moved slightly.

"Did you hear it?"

Tian Wujing reached out and pointed to the Wangjiang River, which had thawed and resumed flowing.

"This King heard it.

This King heard tens of thousands of Yan soldiers crying to this King in the river. They told this King that they were not used to water, they told this King that the river was too icy, too cold, and too lonely."

Zheng Fan suddenly remembered when he was plotted against, and Tian Wujing took him to the capital, directly abolishing the Third Prince.

When it comes to protecting his own, the king in front of him is second to none.

Tian Wujing once said to himself,

My Yan country,

Cannot compare to the Qian country in population density,

Cannot compare to the Chu country in the fertility of its land,

Cannot compare to the Jin country in external tranquility,

My Yan country has been established for hundreds of years, relying on nothing more than groups of Yan soldiers carrying sabers and galloping on horseback to fight on the battlefield.

You can fight as you please in the court,

But in the army,

There must be no chaos,

And even more so, the fighting spirit of the soldiers must not be extinguished!

"Letting the Chu people leave is possible;

But who, let them leave?"

If the Azure Luan Army is allowed to return to their country safely, then what about the revenge for the tens of thousands of Yan soldiers who died at the hands of the Chu people and drowned in this Wangjiang River that day?

Some words had been stuck in Zheng Fan's throat, but he couldn't say them.

Killing prisoners is inauspicious,

Breaking the alliance is also a major taboo,

The reason why he didn't say it,

Was because Zheng Fan knew that Tian Wujing didn't care about these things at all.

The oath he made to the Chu pillar of state before the two armies was not a threat to fate at all, but rather the destination he had long chosen for himself.

"Zheng Fan."

"This subordinate is here."

"Do it."

"This subordinate… obeys!"

Zheng Fan slowly stood up;

"Blood will splatter on your body, but the sin is on this King."

The meaning is that a soldier's glory, foundation, and qualifications all need to be forged with the blood of the enemy;

You take it all;

This sin, I, Tian Wujing, will bear it.

"Your Highness, this subordinate doesn't mean that, this subordinate just doesn't want Your Highness to ultimately..."

Don't you see how miserable Bai Qi's end was?

If Zheng Fan had to choose, he really hoped that Tian Wujing would simply rebel against the imperial court. Even if the result wasn't good, at least he could have a good time.

If he failed, it would at least be a magnificent affair, and he could just take the Demon Kings to continue running an inn and selling human meat buns.

But he also understood that Tian Wujing could not rebel against Great Yan.

After a short while,

Zheng Fan cupped his fist and said:

"Please issue the Jingnan King's decree!"

The Jingnan Army does not follow imperial edicts, only the Jingnan Marquis's decree, which is now the Jingnan King's decree.

Zheng Fan didn't bring his own troops this time. To mobilize the surrounding Jingnan Army, he must have this token, which is actually a "tiger tally."

Tian Wujing shook his head slightly,

And said:

"None."

…

"Grain! Grain!"

"Grain! Grain!"

"We want grain! Grain!"

"Quick, give us grain, grain!"

The Chu army, which had basically all left the city, sat on the ground, shouting to the Yan people on the periphery for grain.

This was already agreed upon in the alliance. The Chu army would withdraw from Jade Plate City, but the Yan people would provide the necessary grain for their return journey.

These Chu soldiers had been enduring hunger in the city for several months. Now that they had laid down their weapons and walked out, it was naturally impossible for them to choose to march directly. What they urgently wanted was food that could fill their stomachs.

Qu Tiannan rode his horse and stood at the very front of the line. The horse under him was one of the few remaining in this Chu army. The rest of the warhorses had long been killed and eaten.

Chu envoy Jing Yang took the initiative to find Mao Mingcai,

"Lord Mao, our Chu army has already left the city, where is the grain?"

"This..."

Mao Mingcai hesitated for a moment before saying:

"This official has already sent people to urge them."

"Lord Mao, how long has it been? These soldiers have been hungry for a long time. If they don't eat, how many more people will faint from hunger or even starve to death!"

This was not an exaggeration. Before, when they were defending the city, many people, even if they were hungry, were still forcibly hanging on with a breath of energy.

Now that the alliance had been reached and they had left the city, everyone had relaxed, and problems were likely to arise.

"Envoy Chu, don't worry, this official will send someone to urge them again."

At this time,

Zheng Fan rode his Pixiu over.

At this time, Lord Zhengbing was somewhat absent-minded.

Although he was no longer the Amon of Wuxia from back then, and had experienced many battles, large and small, killing prisoners, and on such a large scale, was indeed a first for him.

On the battlefield, it's either you die or I live. To be honest, killing people and watching a large group of people being killed really doesn't put much psychological pressure on you.

Even,

You feel a little cool inside.

But as far as the eye can see, there are patches of Chu people sitting on the ground, shouting for food. They have already laid down their weapons.

At this moment,

Zheng Fan seemed to have returned to that night at the Tian family's residence on the outskirts of Yanjing City.

He was standing next to the Jingnan Marquis,

And the Jingnan Marquis said that sentence:

Leave no one alive, not even the chickens or dogs.

Why,

Every time I encounter this kind of thing, I'm always by Tian Wujing's side?

This kind of complex emotion is really not Zheng Fan being pretentious. People's emotions and preferences are actually a very three-dimensional thing, and can never be a flat map. If it really was just a flat surface, then many things would actually be much simpler.

Slightly raising his head,

Zheng Fan took a breath,

In his mind, he began to imagine the scene of the Yan soldiers drowning in the Wangjiang River that day, and the Chu soldiers on the Chu navy ships laughing and singing Chu songs while shooting the Yan people struggling in the water.

Zheng Fan kept repeating to himself in his heart:

Since you did the first day of the lunar month,

Don't blame me for doing the fifteenth.

Since you chose to join forces with the barbarians, then be prepared not to be treated as "Xia people."

What goes around comes around.

This is your retribution, I am taking revenge.

You are hungry,

You want to eat,

But no one invited you here!

Lord Zhengbing, who had never really considered himself a part of the Yan army and the Yan country, was desperately telling himself at this moment that Yan was my home, Yan was my home.

As for the conclusion of the alliance and the possible consequences of this matter, as well as the reactions of the Yan Emperor and other bigwigs in the court;

Lord Zhengbing was too lazy to think about it. At this moment, his mind was actually not enough.

In the end,

Zheng Fan let out a low roar in his throat,

Then lowered his head,

And then slowly raised it again.

His eyes,

Had already begun to turn red.

He asked King Jingnan for the token, but he didn't give it to him.

Actually,

Zheng Fan knew what King Jingnan meant.

He didn't blame Tian Wujing for letting himself issue this order. He, Lord Zhengbing, was only worth a few pounds. Even if you wanted to snatch it and carry it on your back, people wouldn't necessarily recognize you.

The only one who can and must issue the order is that person.

Zheng Fan had actually analyzed it with Blind Man a long time ago. Tian Wujing could not possibly rebel against Yan, but his support for himself was somewhat excessive.

Of course, being strongly supported by his superior, by this top three giant in the Yan Kingdom, felt naturally very good.

Now,

He was also allowing himself to mobilize troops without a tiger tally,

Failure,

Would also be normal;

After all, he didn't have a tiger tally!

If he really couldn't mobilize the troops, then the Jingnan Marquis would have to personally come forward to issue the order.

There would definitely be no problem with him issuing the order,

Not to mention killing these Chu prisoners,

Even if he directly ordered the Jingnan Army to march into Yanjing and seize the dragon throne, there would be no problem.

Back when Du Juan had just died,

The several commander-in-chiefs, including Chen Yang, knelt in front of the Jingnan Marquis's mansion,

Did you think they were accompanying the Jingnan Marquis in guarding the spirit?

They were actually expressing their attitude to Tian Wujing. They were petitioning, and it could also be considered as, petitioning to fight.

And if he,

If he could mobilize the Jingnan Army without holding a tiger tally,

Then later,

After the Jingnan King confirmed this matter,

This would have a huge impact on himself!

Because that would mean that he, Zheng Fan, had obtained the power to mobilize troops that was recognized by the Jingnan King!

If there is one, there will be two,

If one day, something special happens,

He could really…

Of course, the premise is that you have to be able to mobilize them!

You can rely on your reputation, your military achievements, your influence in the army,

You can also rely on your status as the Jingnan King's favorite,

Even,

There are some people who vaguely know,

Who exactly is the Little Prince being raised by!

Yes,

Tian Wujing was right,

Compared to the negative impact of personally issuing the order to kill the prisoners and completely offending the Chu people,

Successfully standing on the stage of "spokesperson," exerting his own influence on the Jingnan Army for the first time, and transferring some power from the Jingnan King to himself;

That little bit of negative impact,

Can really be ignored.

After all, he, the Earl of Pingye, doesn't rely on the Chu people's salary to eat!

Moreover,

After killing the prisoners,

His prestige in the Yan army would instantly be elevated,

Realizing the transformation from an inspirational idol who rose from the grassroots to a true military mountain!

Even if it's a small mountain, it's still a mountain!

After figuring out all of this,

Looking at these Chu prisoners of war who were sitting on the ground and shouting for food,

The feeling of guilt in Lord Zhengbing's heart suddenly lessened a lot.

They are not people, they are just experience points for me to farm.

He might have nightmares, but he had no choice.

Because Zheng Fan knew that Tian Wujing's training and support for him was based on the premise that he could be trained and supported.

Once he disappointed Tian Wujing and made him feel that he was still just mud that couldn't be plastered on the wall,

Then it was very likely…

A person who can destroy his entire family,

A person who can violate his oath to the heavens and the earth in an instant,

What things does he dare not do, and what is he unwilling to do?

"Earl of Pingye, Earl of Pingye."

Mao Mingcai came to Zheng Fan and pulled Zheng Fan out of his inner thoughts.

"Lord Mao?"

"Earl of Pingye, please send someone to allocate some grain over here. The Chu people are urging us very hard. If it's delayed for too long, it might cause trouble."

In Mao Mingcai's view, Zheng Fan was the Jingnan King's favorite, and his words were more effective than others.

The dignified Minister of War really couldn't speak forcefully in the Jingnan Army camp.

Hearing this, Zheng Fan nodded and pointed to Ran Min, who was following behind Mao Mingcai,

And said:

"Help me call Commander-in-Chief Li Fusheng here."

Ran Min didn't hesitate and immediately agreed.

Although he had been recruited by Mao Mingcai, he was still a member of the Jingnan Army.

Mao Mingcai thought that Zheng Fan had called Li Fusheng for the matter of grain and food, so he relaxed and his expression became gentler.

Not long after,

Li Fusheng arrived.

When Li Fusheng came to Zheng Fan and saw that Zheng Fan was still sitting on the Pixiu, Li Fusheng's face immediately darkened.

"Zheng Fan, Lord Zhengbing, what's the matter? Do I, Li Fusheng, have to personally greet you and pay my respects?"

In Li Fusheng's eyes, Zheng Fan was considered a soldier he had brought out. He was actually quite happy that his subordinates were successful.

After all, he had determined long ago that Zheng Fan was not something that could be contained in a pond, and he had personally taken him to the army to teach him how to fight.

The army is not like other businesses. There is no such thing as a master starving to death after teaching his apprentice. Moreover, the army especially cherishes old relationships.

But it is difficult for people to accept that someone who has attained a high position completely abandons his old brothers and old superiors, and doesn't even give them face or a semblance of respect.

Ran Min stood behind Li Fusheng, first noticing the expression on Li Fusheng's face, and then silently fixed his gaze on Zheng Fan, who was still sitting motionless on the Pixiu's back.

After Li Fusheng said these dissatisfied words, Zheng Fan still didn't come down.

At this time, Mao Mingcai took the initiative to come over and said:

"Commander-in-Chief Li, please quickly allocate a batch of grain from the army to help these Chu people in an emergency."

Li Fusheng looked at Mao Mingcai,

pursed his lips,

And finally knelt down on one knee;

"This subordinate, Li Fusheng, greets Your Excellency!"

The Minister of War is equivalent to the Minister of Defense of a country.

The commander-in-chief is equivalent to the commander of a military region. In terms of rank, it is clear who is superior.

Moreover, with the dismantling of the Northern Town Marquis Mansion and the voluntary transfer of the Northern Town Army to the imperial court, those commander-in-chiefs who used to ignore everyone except their own marquis in the Northern Town Army had to readjust to the new rules.

"Commander-in-Chief Li, please rise quickly, Mao cannot accept your courtesy, please quickly..."

At this time,

Zheng Fan leisurely spoke:

"Li Fusheng."

Not Lord Li,

Not old brother,

He didn't even call him by his official title, Commander-in-Chief Li,

But directly called him by his name.

Li Fusheng's eyes immediately widened,

What was this guy doing?

Did he specifically send someone to call him here just to embarrass him!

There are quarrels in the army, both among the lower-level soldiers and among the various generals. In essence, it is actually about establishing authority over each other.

Mao Mingcai was also extremely surprised, looking at Zheng Fan, who was still sitting upright on the Pixiu, and then at Li Fusheng, not knowing what had happened between the two commander-in-chiefs.

Ran Min felt a sense of pressure, because he was very close to Li Fusheng and could clearly perceive the dangerous aura emanating from Li Fusheng.

But soon,

A light suddenly flashed in Li Fusheng's eyes,

He remembered that the army's breakfast today was actually dry rice with cured meat.

Generally speaking, this kind of food is prepared for the morning of an expedition, in order to give the soldiers oil in their stomachs to fight.

Now that the Chengguo had exhausted its national strength, it could barely support the Yan army's grain supply. It was impossible to drink heavily and eat big chunks of meat.

In addition, Li Fusheng knew Zheng Fan. This person was not an unreasonable person. Since the end of the Three Kingdoms War, he had received gifts sent from Shengle City every year during festivals.

Li Fusheng's breathing suddenly became heavier.

In Blind Man's words, Li Fusheng should have some mental illnesses and problems, but he was definitely not a fool. How could a fool command an elite army?

Immediately,

Li Fusheng hesitated for a moment,

Subconsciously wanted to kneel,

But felt it was inappropriate,

And thought about cupping his hands in agreement,

But felt it was a bit perfunctory,

Damn it,

Why don't you make it clear, is it what I guessed!

Zheng Fan reached out and, imitating the action that Tian Wujing liked to do most when he met him, stroked the mane of the Pixiu under him,

And said in a deep voice:

"Commander-in-Chief Li Fusheng of the Northern Town Army, listen to the order!"

Li Fusheng's eyes immediately narrowed,

He waited for a moment,

And found that Zheng Fan had not taken out the Jingnan King's token.

The King's token is like an imperial edict,

If you don't hold it in your hand,

How dare you order a person who is older than you and on the same level as you in terms of official position in this posture and tone?

But,

This was why Zheng Fan had chosen to have Li Fusheng come to him first.

In terms of killing people,

In terms of liking to kill people,

No one can compare to this crazy commander-in-chief!

Li Fusheng still did not kneel down to listen to the order, but he also did not ask Zheng Fan where your Jingnan King's token was.

Zheng Fan was not in a hurry either,

But just said very calmly:

"Brother Leopard, died here, right."

Hearing this, Li Fusheng's molars immediately clicked together;

Immediately,

Li Fusheng knelt down on one knee towards Zheng Fan,

And said loudly:

"This subordinate is here!"

Zheng Fan reached out and pointed to the positions where those Chu people were sitting,

And said slowly:

"Who are they?"

"They are Chu people." Li Fusheng replied, at this time, the skin on his face began to twitch slightly, and a sense of excitement began to gradually spread and rise from the bottom of his heart.

Yes,

Yes,

It seemed to be what he had guessed.

"Oh, they are Chu people, then it's strange..."

Li Fusheng showed a ferocious smile on his face,

Raised his head,

Looked at Zheng Fan,

His voice trembled slightly due to forcibly suppressing his excitement:

"Strange... what?"

Zheng Fan leaned back slightly,

Yawned,

And shook his head,

Then,

"Hehe"ed,

As if he had seen something extremely ridiculous,

And said:

"It's strange that they are still alive."

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Good night, everyone.