“General, perhaps the situation is not that serious.” Jin Zhao, the adjutant, spoke cautiously from the side.
Before he could finish speaking, Jin Jianren turned around, grabbed his collar, and roared:
"Fool! The warning signal from the beacon fires has already reached the capital!"
"Do you think they lit the beacon fires as a joke? If the situation wasn't extremely urgent, why would they have lit beacon towers all the way?"
"The news has now reached the capital; everyone knows the battle at Bailiyuan is critical! Everyone knows!!"
Kim Geon-in stared wide-eyed, his eyes even bloodshot.
A surge of intense anger filled my mind, mixed with a profound sense of shame.
When he learned of the signal fire at the Prince's residence in the morning, he was so shocked that he almost jumped up.
He had considered that the battle at Bailiyuan might encounter strong resistance from the rebels.
The rebels' army was not weak; this is a clear fact, as evidenced by their great victory over Anyang County and the massacre of hundreds of thousands at Yanluo Mountain.
Having fought two tough battles in such a short period, do the rebels still have sufficient troops?
That's clearly unlikely.
A battle is an extremely brutal event; even the victors suffer heavy casualties, let alone when fighting one battle after another in a short period of time.
Traveling long distances from one battlefield to the next, it's impossible for any human being not to feel tired.
In fact, during the internal strife decades ago, there were also rebels. The rebels were basically the same: they were eager to achieve victory and were anxious to storm the capital.
However, in this process, they may face situations where they lack sufficient troops and supplies.
Or, after conquering a large city, internal divisions arise, with some wanting to continue fighting and others wanting to rest and regroup, and then indulging in immediate pleasures.
Thus, even the most formidable rebel armies eventually crumbled and were wiped out, their entire families exterminated.
This rebel army is arguably the most formidable in history.
Therefore, Kim Geon-in understood that the battle of Baekri-won might take some time, perhaps three or five days.
However, regardless of the circumstances, as long as the battle takes place in Bailiyuan, the longer the battle lasts, the better it is for the imperial court.
After all, reinforcements can be continuously sent from the capital, including not only troops but also provisions.
The rebels, however, do not have so many guarantees.
Based on this, Kim Geon-in knew that a great victory was only a matter of time.
But now, the rebel army led by this traitor has completely exceeded expectations.
These problems never seemed to apply to them; this huge rebel army seemed like one person, fighting and marching all the way.
In just one or two months, they actually fought their way from Beiliang to Bailiyuan.
Jin Jianren didn't understand.
"Brother, I told you before, the rebels aren't so easy to deal with!"
"Why do you think I lost! Is it really because I'm incompetent?"
"I barely escaped from Yanluo Mountain by the skin of my teeth! That was already incredibly difficult!"
"Look, the smoke signals are rising everywhere, that's proof! You all don't listen to me, you don't believe me!"
"I told half a lie! I said long ago that we can't put all our hopes on this one battle!"
"Xiong Qian is no better than me!!! You'll see, he's definitely going to die in Baili Plain!"
These were the words spoken by my second brother, Jin Jiande, in the morning at the mansion, his neck stiff and his voice hoarse.
Kim Geon-in still remembers the angry look on his face when he said those words.
Furthermore, from this angry expression, he also noticed that his second brother's eyes seemed to carry a hint of mockery.
Kim Geon-in keenly sensed that the mockery seemed to be directed at him.
This fueled his rage, which nearly burst his chest. He stormed into the military camp and sent out scouts to receive the impending military intelligence.
He wanted to see just how far the battle in Bailiyuan had progressed!
Could it be that Xiong Qian's troops all died on the battlefield of Bailiyuan?
Hopefully it won't get that serious.
That was the only way he could console himself.
He then abruptly released his grip, causing Jin Zhao to stumble and gasp for breath.
"Move light cavalry and infantry to Zhongnanguan at top speed!"
"If we really lose the Battle of Bailiyuan, we must not let the rebels enter the pass!"
Despite still being furious, Kim Geon-in remained clear-headed and immediately issued the most pressing order.
No matter how the battle on the front lines progresses, Zhongnanguan must not be lost!
If the rebels enter the pass, it will be extremely dangerous whether they regroup and continue to attack the capital or disperse into several forces.
This means that the capital city needs to confront the threat of the rebels head-on, whether they attack from the front or send surprise troops to infiltrate the capital from the rear, it will be difficult to deal with them.
What we need to do now is to reinforce Zhongnanguan as quickly as possible. Whether it's to defend the pass or to continue suppressing the rebels there, it's the right thing to do!
At this moment, Jin Zhao dared not utter a single word of dissent in response to the orders of the General Zhenguo.
In the army, the General Who Guards the Nation is like a god, his word is law, and no one can contradict him!
"Yes, General!"
Jin Zhao clasped his hands in a fist salute, turned around, and left.
Just as he reached the tent entrance, Jin Jianren frowned and immediately called out to stop him:
"Send another messenger to the Shenji Battalion to prepare for battle!"
Jin Zhao was taken aback. "Is it the Divine Machine Battalion that's being transferred here?"
Jin Jianren coldly demanded, "Can those military supplies get to Zhongnanguan immediately?!"
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