Miss Ghost Clerk, Have You Been Made Permanent Today?

Su Zhenzhen is an intern in the Underworld of the 906th century. After eight months on the job, her performance record is zero. If she keeps this up, she'll be kicked out! To save her job, she ...

Chapter 125: Disgusting Methods

Chapter 125: Disgusting Methods

"Ahem." Song Anbang coughed lightly.

Hu Wen and the others then seemed to snap out of their daze and looked away.

Hensheng, supporting himself on the threshold, stood up unsteadily.

"And this is...?"

As Hu Wen spoke, his gaze lingered on Hen Sheng.

What a handsome man!

Song Anbang walked straight over to block Hu Wen's view and said coldly, "This is my nephew."

This wasn't said explicitly, but everyone present was shrewd and astute.

Aren't the Empress's children also his nephews?

Hu Wen finally put aside his ulterior motives and started to get down to business.

"My lord, the rebel army is coming on strong, and Yangcheng only has a mere three thousand garrison troops. I'm afraid they won't be able to hold them off. I urge you to devise a plan as soon as possible."

Song Anbang stood still. "Prefect, you are the one in charge of Yangcheng. It's probably inappropriate for me to give orders."

An old fox is an old fox. People ask him for advice, but once the words pass through his mouth, they turn into him giving orders.

The more viciously Hu Wen cursed in his heart, the more heartily he smiled on the surface.

"My lord, now that things have come to this, let's be frank. What exactly are your plans? At least let your subordinates know. Otherwise, the three thousand garrison troops of Yangcheng might not be able to withstand the rebels, but they can still safely escort you back to the capital."

As for what it means to send them back to the capital, everyone understands.

Song Anbang has a son of the late emperor by his side. Whether it's true or not, once the news gets out, the court will definitely not let him off easily.

If we capture him and bring him back to surrender to the court, we can naturally lift the siege of Yangcheng.

Thinking of this, Hu Wen's smile became more genuine. Fortunately, when Song Anbang came, he had properly welcomed him in, otherwise he wouldn't have this bargaining chip now.

Song Anbang didn't expect the tiger to show its claws so quickly, but he wasn't angry. He waved his hand, and the assassins in the courtyard all left.

"Please rest assured, Prefect, with me here, Yangcheng will not be lost."

Although the peasants under Song Anbang's command were of low quality, they were still disgusting.

While the two sides were fighting, they went up to the city wall, took off their pants, and urinated down below.

The soldiers who were preparing to attack the city on the siege ladder were suddenly doused with urine, and they couldn't have been happier.

While he was distracted, the archers on the city wall quickly fired their arrows.

"Pfft—"

The sound of arrows piercing flesh was crystal clear. Hearts exploded, and before the soldier could even think, he felt all his strength drain away, and his body fell backward.

When his consciousness completely collapsed, all he could hear was the wailing of his companions who had been knocked away by him.

In the battle of Yangcheng, the Huo family army suffered its first defeat due to the opponent's outrageous tactics.

Chunzhi also came here with his soldiers and is now setting up camp thirty miles west of Yangcheng.

"Don't you guys have any urine left? Getting pissed on throws your morale into chaos. If they throw feces on you next time, are you just going to run away?"

Chunzhi angrily addressed the troops in the camp, and all the generals, big and small, lowered their heads and dared not utter a sound.

If it were the real Huo family army, they certainly wouldn't be so easily defeated.

Most of these people were conscripts captured during the war against the barbarians, and even after a period of training, they could not possess the same high level of skill as the Huo family army.

Qingshan and his men stayed in Shanxian County, since it was their main base and they had to guard against other forces raiding their territory.

It must be said that Chunzhi had a set of methods for training troops.

In the previous battles, these scattered soldiers faced no pressure against the regular army of the imperial court. However, mental fortitude is something that cannot be developed overnight.

Su Zhenzhen waited until Chunzhi finished cursing before speaking, "The current situation may not necessarily be a bad thing. Our attack went smoothly before, but we encountered obstacles here. Perhaps Song Anbang is in the city."

Furthermore, such a disgusting method would never have been conceived by generals from official backgrounds.

Only someone like Song Anbang, who came from humble beginnings, could come up with such a rustic trick.

If you can't win a fight, you urinate on someone's head. Isn't that just typical street behavior?

After finishing her rant, Chunzhi began to think of a solution. Song Anbang was in the city, but Hensheng might not be. After all, to be on the safe side, she probably wouldn't put all her eggs in one basket.

But as long as we capture Song Anbang, we will definitely be able to find out Hensheng's whereabouts.

"I'll sneak in tonight and kidnap Song Anbang. You all stay outside and provide backup," Chunzhi instructed her deputy.

The lieutenant hesitated, "Commander, how can a commander-in-chief venture deep into enemy territory? What if..."

If something bad were to happen, wouldn't the entire army be wiped out?

Chunzhi said irritably, "Then you go?"

His sharp gaze swept mercilessly over everyone. "Or is there any one of you who can guarantee that you'll all come back unscathed?"

His head, which had been hanging low after being scolded by Chunzhi, drooped even lower now.

"Alright, going deep into enemy territory alone is indeed risky, but perhaps there are other ways." Su Zhenzhen patted Chunzhi's back reassuringly. "I know you're anxious, but it's precisely at times like these that we can't be hasty. We've had such a smooth journey so far, it's inevitable that we'll encounter obstacles."

Chunzhi gradually softened her aura under Su Zhenzhen's comforting words, but her words still came out stiffly.

"How can I not be anxious? Our Xu and Hu families have been military families for generations, protecting him and helping him escape to safety. If anything happens to him, how can the dead rest in peace?"

"It's alright, I've already thought of a plan. Take a look and see if it works. If it doesn't, we'll launch a surprise attack tonight."

Su Zhenzhen's method can be simply described as "legitimate".

Yangcheng has its own group of officials, and the only reason Song Anbang was allowed to stay was because of his status as a marquis.

If there were someone of higher status than him, anyone who isn't a fool would know which one to curry favor with.

The dynasty still bears the surname Jiang, but it has changed from the direct line of the Jiang clan to a collateral branch with a shallower kinship.

Although real state power was in the hands of powerful families, the dynasty outwardly continued the reign of the previous one.

Therefore, it is natural to acknowledge the identity of the previous dynasty.

These officials were appointed by the previous dynasty and had to act like subjects when facing the former imperial family; otherwise, they would be considered traitors and rebels.

If Jiang Sijin, in her capacity as a former princess, were to issue an imperial decree stating that the princess was visiting Yangcheng, then all officials in Yangcheng, regardless of rank, would be required to come out to greet her.

Even the Marquis of Enyi in Yangcheng had to come out to accompany him.

Even if Song Anbang doesn't show up, the princess, the marquis, and the prefect of Yangcheng should all know which title carries more weight.

When they enter the city disguised as the princess's personal guards, Song Anbang will inevitably be unable to escape.

"That's a good idea, but I don't know if the Yangcheng prefect will accept it." Chunzhi pondered which princess she should impersonate, since she hadn't met Jiang Sijin yet.

"There's no harm in giving it a try," Su Zhenzhen said confidently. "You train the troops first, I'll handle this."

In principle, Jiang Sijin should be the one to deal with the trouble she caused, but it's unclear whether her influence is that effective.