Chapter 851 Respectfully Welcome Father Home!

The three major camps outside Chuzhou City were, in fact, prepared.

However, just as the Prince of Pingxi expected, after the elite of the three major camps were transferred into the city, the three major camps at this time were more like an "empty" shell with only superficial strength.

Without a backbone, it seemed that there were still many soldiers and horses, but it was really easy to handle.

Regarding the idea of his good son Zhao Yuannian and a group of Chuzhou generals in the city intending to use the "invite the enemy into a trap" method to lure him in,

Zheng Fan initially found it a little difficult to understand.

He sent Xue San to deliver a message, not with any deep plans or far-reaching considerations, but simply a casual move on the chessboard, like picking up a stone on the beach, skipping it across the water to see the fun and feel the pulse.

If he were facing Nian Yao or other generals of the Qian Kingdom, they could play a few rounds of push hands and calculate and deduce with "heart-to-heart" consideration, even racking their brains and thinking desperately without stopping for a moment;

But you really couldn't deduce the thoughts of that Prince Fu and the generals of Chuzhou City,

The reason is simple:

It's hard to lower your military IQ to the same level as theirs in order to gain "empathy" with them.

But they stubbornly and presumptuously regarded themselves as fools and designed a layout.

Zheng Fan felt a sense of humiliation.

You either cave in completely or be tough to the end.

What's most frightening is this kind:

Clearly cowardly, but suddenly feeling incredibly good about themselves for a moment, wanting to stick their heads out and take a look;

It's easy to have big problems at times like this.

The great victory in Liang boosted the morale of the Qian people, and the officials and soldiers in Chuzhou City, as well as that prince, even dared to dream of eating farts.

Chen Xianba, Liu Dahu, and Zheng Man returned to Zheng Fan's side after relaying the orders.

The three of them had a great yearning for battlefield charges and kills,

Especially Zheng Man and Liu Dahu;

Chen Xianba was slightly better, at least able to maintain a calm expression.

Soon,

News came from the west that the camp there had been overturned.

Like driving a flock of sheep, the Yan people used wave after wave of oppression to force the Qian people's morale to collapse, abandoning their seemingly well-built camp and starting to flee;

Immediately afterward,

News also came from the east, the same as in the west.

The rainy night intensified the spread of panic.

The Yan army was like herding sheep, continuing to drive the collapsing Qian soldiers, "leading" them from two directions to allow the remaining camp to be destroyed by their own people.

The Prince of Pingxi closed his eyes and took a deep breath;

It was raining, and the water vapor was heavy, but he still smelled a familiar scent, a scent unique to the Great Qian.

"Why are these Qian people so easily defeated?" Zheng Man asked curiously.

He had only heard about it before, but now that he saw it with his own eyes, he still found it a little unreal.

Because after people get used to an environment, it's easy to form specific thinking patterns that belong to that environment, which is why Zheng Man felt this way.

"Order Chen Yang and Fan Li not to pursue any further, and turn back immediately.

Furthermore, order the entire army to set up camp on the spot, gather laborers from nearby, and build siege equipment."

"Understood!"

"Understood!"

Chen Xianba and the other two took their orders and left.

They were personal guards and only needed to relay the orders to the next level, then the dispatch riders below would continue to deliver them.

As the three of them finished relaying the orders and hurried back to the royal banner,

Liu Dahu couldn't help but ask:

"Why didn't the Prince intend to attack the city outside Lanyang City back then, but now that he's here, he wants to attack the city instead?"

Zheng Man also showed a curious expression, looking at Chen Xianba.

Perhaps because today's battle had gone so smoothly, Chen Xianba was in a good mood and was willing to explain, saying:

"At the time of Lanyang City, if our army had paused to attack the city, it would not only have consumed our army's morale but also given the entire Qian Kingdom behind us sufficient time to respond.

But now, our army has already gone deep, which is like a worm. When it's in front of you, you can grab it, but when it gets into your stomach, it seems closer to you, but in reality, you've already lost your way.

Besides,

The Prince has never liked fighting dull, pointless battles.

Now, the soldiers and horses outside Chuzhou City have almost been wiped out, and the morale of the army and the people in the city will inevitably be scattered from tomorrow morning onward.

If we make a show of building siege equipment,

Perhaps this Chuzhou City will surrender on its own.

After all, the Prince once fought his way in, didn't he refrain from slaughtering the city?

On the contrary, the Prince did the same thing in Chuzhou City as he did in Lanyang City earlier, distributing food and wealth."

"Oh, I see, so this is just a show to scare the Qian people?" Zheng Man smiled happily.

Liu Dahu then asked: "What if other Qian troops arrive?"

Chen Xianba replied: "The new army that the Qian army has trained in recent years should be able to fight some tough battles, but they're still in Liang now, and I don't know if they've received our news, but with the threat of the left and right armies, they wouldn't dare to march straight back to the country.

Of the three border garrisons of the Qian Kingdom, that Prince Consort of the Zhong family took away the only complete cavalry corps in the Qian Kingdom, and Zu Dongling, the son of Grand Commander Zu, also took away a part of the Zu family's elite troops.

The three border garrisons have a lot of soldiers and horses, but that's based on defending the city. Once they're pulled out for field battles, who knows how much strength they'll have left? They themselves can't say for sure.

Moreover, His Highness the First Prince and General-in-Chief Li Liangshen are now stationing troops on the border, forming a confrontation with the three border garrisons of the Qian Kingdom;

If the three border garrisons of the Qian Kingdom dare to return to aid and pursue us, they must be prepared to be attacked from both the north and the south by our Yan army.

Back then, Prince Jingnan borrowed the road through the Qian's Nanmen Pass to attack Jin. Although this time, the Prince's advance into the Qian Kingdom was a stroke of genius, the three Border Commanders of the Qian Kingdom wouldn't dare to think that way. They'd think that our Yan army wanted to repeat the old story of Prince Jingnan's opening of Jin, borrowing the road through Zhao to defeat the main force of the three border garrisons!"

When Prince Jingnan entered Jin territory in those years, the Jin troops were fighting to the death with the Yan guarding army in the Matishan area. As a result, they were caught in the middle and collapsed directly.

The current situation is so similar.

Chen Xianba reached out, took off his helmet, and wiped the rain off his face, continuing:

"As for the remaining Qian troops, by the time they transfer troops from all over the place, five thousand here, ten thousand there, let alone us being able to leave calmly, even if we really confront them, would the Qian's local troops of fifty thousand dare to compete with the fifty thousand Iron Cavalry of Great Yan led by our Prince?

This is actually what the Prince once said about the Prince of Pingxi's horse race."

The anecdote of the Prince of Pingxi's horse race is said to have come from a chat between the Prince of Pingxi himself and his chief strategist Zheng Fanli; originally, it was called the Marquis of Pingxi's horse race.

"The Qian Kingdom has few good horses, so they have to be bullied like this. It's a pity that the Earl of Huwei died in battle; our Great Yan could have been more at ease."

A rainy night,

No,

To be precise,

Half a night;

The Yan army spent less than half a night completely removing the three major camps outside Chuzhou City.

Immediately afterward,

The Yan army began to set up camp.

When the next morning came, the defending soldiers on the city wall and the city residents who had been mobilized by the government to help defend the city saw that outside the city wall was a desolate ruin. At the same time, because the Yan army had not pursued and fled last night, those defeated Qian troops did not dare to flee further in the rainy night, and almost instinctively, they gathered back under Chuzhou City;

Last night, the Yan people had not killed many people after all, because there was so little time, there was no time to chop people. Therefore, there were a large number of these defeated soldiers, discarding their helmets and armor, completely breaking up their formations, only knowing to keep shouting to the city wall to open the city gate and let them in, or begging the city wall to give them some food to fill their hunger.

Not far away, small groups of Yan cavalry were closely monitoring the area, patrolling.

…

"Your Highness, we must not open the city gate at this time."

"Why?" Zhao Yuannian obviously couldn't understand.

Although yesterday, he had transferred the elite of the three major camps into the city in preparation for ambushing the Prince of Pingxi, in order to cover people's ears and deceive the Yan people, the number of soldiers transferred into the city was not actually that large.

Therefore, the current defenders in the city, all added together, can only barely stand on the four city walls, so they had to mobilize the city residents overnight to come and help.

But under this city wall, there are quite a lot of defeated Qian soldiers.

"Defeated soldiers must not be taken in. If they are taken in, the defenders in this city will have no intention of defending the city."

The emotion of panic will be brought in by the defeated soldiers, and then, it will cause a more comprehensive panic.

This group of defeated soldiers had been scared out of their wits last night. They not only did not dare to pick up weapons to resist the enemy, but would also bring others into panic together.

"Even if we only take in a part, is that not allowed?"

"Your Highness, you see, the Yan barbarians' cavalry have been staring at this place. Although they seem to be quite far away, once we open the city gate, the defeated soldiers will inevitably rush in. At that time, we won't be able to close it, and these defeated soldiers will definitely rush to the gate desperately.

The Yan barbarians only need to run their horses behind them, shoot a few arrows, and urge them on, and these defeated soldiers can completely open the city gate for the Yan barbarians."

"I see, I miscalculated."

"Your Highness…"

"General Wang, what should we do now?" Zhao Yuannian looked at the garrison commander.

"Please ask Your Highness and all the adults to mobilize the people again, add some rewards and make promises. This general believes that the Yan barbarians have gone deep into our territory alone and are afraid that they will not really put in serious effort to attack the city."

"But the other side is clearly already building siege equipment. I saw it on the sentry tower earlier."

"This general believes that the Yan barbarians are bluffing! As long as we guard the city wall, reinforcements will arrive soon, and Chuzhou City can be preserved without any harm!"

"Thank you for your hard work, General Wang."

"It is my duty, I dare not say it is hard!"

"I will return to the mansion now, take out some savings from the mansion's treasury, and call on the wealthy households in the city to donate money to reward the soldiers and civilians defending the city."

"Your Highness is loyal to the country, this general admires you!"

"You flatter me, you flatter me."

Zhao Yuannian went down the city wall and got into the carriage.

The carriage began to head towards the royal mansion.

"Your Highness," the coachman whispered at this time, "Thousand Household Ming's men are following behind."

Zhao Yuannian sighed and couldn't help but ridicule himself:

"I shouldn't have been self-righteous; I really shouldn't have been self-righteous."

The feudal princes of the Great Qian are basically raised like pigs. On this basis, it is certainly possible to produce some "talents," but these talents may be reflected in their tact and social skills.

To put it simply, they know how to handle things.

But these people seem to be able to get along very well on weekdays, giving people a feeling of being very powerful, but when it comes to the real test, they have no way.

Zhao Yuannian is much more mature than he was when he was frightened by Zheng Fan back then;

But it is really impossible to force a feudal prince who does not even dare to go deep into his own guard barracks to understand the art of war and command battles overnight.

If he was leading elite troops, not to mention the iron cavalry like the Northern Garrison Army, the Southern Garrison Army, and the Eastern Jin Army of Great Yan, even the border troops of the three sides might be better. The problem is that the local prefectural troops and rural troops of the Qian Kingdom have inherently poor combat effectiveness and a very low fault tolerance rate, and they are operated and directed by a novice…

Rather than saying that they can win with the swords and spears in their hands,

It would be more reliable to expect the Prince of Pingxi on the other side to be shot to death by a stray arrow.

But even the latter is quite difficult. What kind of stray arrow can pass through the barriers of thousands of troops, then through the interception of the Sword Saint, the defense of A'Ming, and the subsequent blocking of the Magic Pill,

Finally,

The black armor worn by the Prince of Pingxi himself is also a treasure armor.

Zhao Yuannian picked up a handkerchief and wiped his hands. His palms were already full of sweat.

He knew that things had slid into an immeasurable abyss.

Even whether Chuzhou City could be defended at the moment was no longer of much significance.

Even if it was really defended, it might be a bad thing for him.

He told the defending general that the Prince of Pingxi had sent someone to contact him, and he intended to use a trick in response, but the Prince of Pingxi used a trick within a trick within a trick.

Without enough soldiers and horses, relying purely on laborers, if the Yan people were not just putting on a show and actually built siege equipment, and rushed towards the city wall, could they defend it?

Moreover, as far as the imperial court is concerned, as far as the official family is concerned, what they want is often not your mental journey, but the result.

Even if Zhao Yuannian clearly knew that he was standing on the side of the Qian Kingdom this time and wanted to deal with that Prince of Pingxi, in the eyes of others, that is, in the eyes of that Thousand Household Ming,

Wasn't he just someone who colluded with the Prince of Pingxi to deliberately set a trap for the defenders?

What was his intention?

Even if Chuzhou City was defended, what would be the outcome waiting for him?

Moreover, originally, the last time the Yan army broke through Chuzhou City, the Fu Prince's Mansion should have been more meritorious than the Wen family's because it had adhered to the bottom line. But this time, the repercussions it caused would likely make the higher-ups think that the reason why the Fu Prince's Mansion had been preserved last time was because it had already secretly surrendered to the Yan people, surrendered to that Prince of Pingxi.

After the war,

The imperial court and the official family would not likely openly punish the Fu Prince's Mansion for the sake of face;

But wouldn't it be easy to let him "die" and replace him with another Prince Fu?

In this kind of thing, it is better to kill a thousand by mistake than to let one go.

Zhao Yuannian reached out and grabbed his hair vigorously. It was absurd, really too absurd. How did things turn out this way?

The carriage entered the royal mansion.

Zhao Yuannian walked straight into the backyard, into his mother's room. When he saw his mother sitting in the chair, his mother was no longer wearing plain clothes, but dressed a little beautifully, and even had makeup on.

Last night, the news of the great defeat outside had already spread into the mansion.

Zhao Yuannian sighed,

Knelt down;

The Fu Princess showed a smile on her face,

Said:

"What's wrong?"

"Son is defeated."

"No, you haven't been defeated yet, because you haven't died yet. As long as you are still alive, there is still a chance to turn things around.

Besides,

You still have your mother."

"Mother, your son is useless."

"Alright, my son, get up."

Zhao Yuannian stood up, with tears in his eyes.

The Fu Princess stood up, walked down, walked in front of her son, reached out, and wiped away her son's tears,

Said:

"Silly child, what are you crying about?"

"Your son is useless, which has caused mother to suffer."

"A mother can do anything for her son, so where does the suffering come from?"

Seeing that his son was still crying,

The Fu Princess smiled,

Said;

"How can I suffer? If you really want to calculate, didn't mother get a big advantage?

That one, is younger than mother, and a military general, with a good body, high status, great prestige, and a mighty man;

Mother is happy in her heart, so how can she suffer?"

"Hehehe."

Zhao Yuannian laughed and cried at the same time.

"Right? Obviously, mother has the advantage, and mother is still afraid, afraid that these past few years, mother has become old and faded, and he won't like mother. Then, my son's tears will be in vain."

"Hehehe."

Zhao Yuannian took a deep breath,

Said:

"Mother, your son has no way back."

"Then don't look back."

"Yes, yes, but son, is surnamed Zhao."

"Zhao, is the Zhao of the official family, not the Zhao of the Fu Prince's Mansion. You know how the imperial court has always treated the feudal princes when you look at your father.

Besides, your father has already died for the imperial court. You don't owe the imperial court anything.

Mother is useless,

And can't say anything great,

But mother only thinks that my son must live on, live on well, this is mother's greatest wish in her heart."

"Yes, mother."

At this time,

A servant came to deliver a message:

"Your Highness, Sir Ming has entered the royal mansion and wants to see Your Highness."

"Okay, I know."

Zhao Yuannian wiped his tears, turned around, and walked out of the hall.

Thousand Household Ming was standing in the front courtyard, followed by more than ten silver-armored guards.

Zhao Yuannian walked towards this place,

Then,

Stopped.

Suddenly,

Thousand Household Ming's pupils shrank.

Zhao Yuannian waved his arm,

Arrows shot out from all around. Immediately, from the roof and from the flowerbed, a group of royal mansion guards followed and charged out.

"Zhao Yuannian, how dare you!"

"I dare!"

Zhao Yuannian shouted with a ferocious expression.

…

In the morning, the Prince of Pingxi had just rested in the handsome tent that had been set up.

He slept until the afternoon;

After waking up, he rubbed his eyes and stretched.

Tsk,

As long as he is marching and fighting outside, the sleep is particularly good.

Chen Xianba was sitting in the handsome tent, approving the memorials. Zheng Man and Liu Dahu gathered around and watched. He approved the memorials very seriously, and those who watched were also very serious.

The handsome tent was divided into two parts, with a large curtain in the middle to block it.

The first half, that is, the area where Chen Xianba and the others were located, was used for military discussions, while the back was the bed where the Prince himself slept.

Just woke up,

Zheng Fan felt a little thirsty,

Reached out and touched the teacup in front of him. It was cold.

The habit when going on an expedition is that, as long as conditions permit, the Prince of Pingxi would always drink a cup of hot tea first after waking up to ensure his energy for the rest of the day.

The three in the cubicle were too serious and didn't hear the Prince getting up.

Zheng Fan opened his mouth and said:

"Water, water, is it boiled yet!"

The three in the cubicle immediately raised their heads,

At this time,

A dispatch rider's shout rang out from outside:

"Report！！！！！！！Your Highness, the city gate of Chuzhou City has been opened, and the defenders have surrendered!"

In an instant,

Chen Xianba, Liu Dahu, and Zheng Man's eyes widened, and their hearts were full of shock!

This,

Is their own Prince,

This,

Is the military god of Great Yan!

…

The Yan army entered the city,

The Prince of Pingxi put on his black armor, rode his *pixiu*, and carried the royal banner, also entered Chuzhou City.

The one who opened the city was Prince Fu. Prince Fu led the guards of the Prince's Mansion, held the defending general hostage, and ordered the defending soldiers to open the city gate and surrender.

The defending soldiers, who were already in extremely low morale due to everything last night and the constantly crying defeated soldiers outside the city wall, did not struggle much but seemed to be relieved;

The city gate was opened just like that.

First, the defeated Qian soldiers poured into the city, and then, the Yan army followed and entered the city together.

If he didn't know clearly in his heart that he hadn't communicated with that "son" to this point, even Zheng Fan himself might have wondered if Zhao Yuannian was really a filial son?

Fate,

Perhaps this is fate.

It's also very good.

When he thought that he used to check a battlefield from a distance and was almost smashed into meat paste by a stone thrown by a trebuchet in the rainy night,

Zheng Fan felt that

Heaven was compensating for its excessive harshness to him in the past.

Good,

This Prince accepts.

The Yan cavalry guarded their Prince in the wide streets of the prefecture city, layer upon layer,

Then,

The team traveled to the gate of the Fu Prince's Mansion.

Zhao Yuannian, wearing a formal python robe,

Was already waiting respectfully on the steps.

After seeing Zheng Fan's figure,

Zhao Yuannian immediately knelt down,

And shouted loudly:

"Respectfully welcome Father Home!"

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