He was afraid that if he entrusted his life to someone like that, he would die too quickly!
Jiang Nuan secretly glanced at Wang Qi, and seeing that he hadn't noticed, she couldn't help but scold Qi Yong, "Are you out of your mind? Whether you can trust him or not, we have no choice. The soldiers won't listen to you, so we can only send Wang Qi, unless you're willing for His Majesty to personally lead the charge."
Of course he didn't want to.
Swords are merciless; who knows what might happen?
"Fine," Qi Yong gritted his teeth and compromised, "I'll trust him this time."
“We can’t trust him,” Jiang Nuan shook her head. “He can do what he wants, but we can’t just sit here and wait to die. We have to split up with him. How many people did you bring this time?”
“Ten thousand men,” Qi Yong said gravely. “Most of the personal guards have been sent to suppress the powerful families. There are three hundred thousand troops outside the city, so we are not too worried.”
Every time he thought of this, Qi Yong regretted his carelessness.
If we had waited longer and made more thorough preparations, this problem certainly wouldn't have occurred.
"What weapons did you bring?"
Upon hearing this, Qi Yong became embarrassed. "The most common items are shovels, sacks, and ropes, followed by long knives, and there are only a handful of archers."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Nuan nearly choked on her own blood. "You guys are really confident!"
So many Imperial Guards, all heading for the grain, didn't even think about fighting the enemy!
Qi Yong had never been so embarrassed. "A million catties of grain, we can't manage without enough manpower."
Everyone cherishes food, but we can only feel at ease when our own people are responsible for it.
"Forget it, let's gather everyone together first," Jiang Nuan didn't want to bring up this upsetting topic again. "Send someone to scout out the situation ahead, and then we'll consider what to do. Also, find a way to send your master back to the palace."
These people from the Thousand Character Camp definitely need to be dealt with, otherwise the entire capital city will be in danger.
Ji Xuan can't stay here either; there aren't many uses for him, and having him around would only restrict his actions.
“His Majesty will not return,” Qi Yong said with a wry smile. “Originally, His Majesty did not need to appear in tonight’s matter. However, despite my persuasion for a long time, I still could not dissuade him. For us, it was just an official business, but for His Majesty, it was indeed a journey.”
Moreover, if the Thousand-Character Battalion isn't dealt with, even if His Majesty returns, what will the civil and military officials think? What will become of the emperor's dignity?
"You're right, fine," Jiang Nuan said, too angry to speak, "Forget it, let's get down to business and get the people in order."
As Jiang Nuan spoke, she quickly walked to the front.
At this point, the two sides were deadlocked.
Lieutenant General Cheng was furious. "Qin Chun, you actually lied to me!"
“Fool,” Qin Chun’s bloodshot, cold eyes flashed with disdain, “If it weren’t for following you, I wouldn’t have found such a good opportunity.”
As he spoke, his gaze pierced through layers of people, landing on a certain spot, a hint of excitement mixed with the gloom.
Upon hearing this, Deputy General Cheng's face turned deathly pale. "I'll kill you!"
I knew I shouldn't have asked that question.
The mistake was already serious enough, and now there's another one. Even if he manages to save his life, he won't have any future prospects.
The more he thought about it, the more desperate he became. He tried to rush over, but Wang Qi stopped him with a look.
"I am very disappointed in you," Wang Qi said in a deep voice.
His decades-long reputation was ruined by this man, and his good intentions led to an uncertain future. Wang Qi's hatred was no less than that of Deputy General Cheng.
"General, you've really surprised me," Qin Chun sneered. "You've been through many battles, how can you still be so naive today, so soft-hearted towards the enemy? Do you think the enemy will be soft-hearted towards you too?"
As he spoke, he raised his spear and swung it straight at Wang Qi's forehead.
Wang Qi's expression remained unchanged, showing neither surprise nor astonishment. "Qin Chun, I have only one question for you today: do you know the consequences of doing this?"
"It's none of your business," Qin Chun's expression turned indifferent. "General, my time is precious, and I don't have time to waste with you. Either surrender or die, choose one."
"How arrogant!" Wang Qi scoffed. "With a mere 100,000 people, who gave you the courage to be so presumptuous?"
"Enough talk, let's see what you've got."
After Qin Chun finished speaking, he rushed over, and the two sides started fighting fiercely.
Neighing warhorses, clanging halberds, a powerful charge, and gushing blood...
In an instant, the world changed color, and the original peace and tranquility were replaced by death and battle.
Jiang Nuan stood on a high place, set up an array, and then stepped onto Huang Xiaoliu's ox back to carefully analyze the situation before her.
"This is not good," Jiang Nuan frowned. "Wang Qi really knows how to lead troops. How come 300,000 men are still being suppressed by others?"
After observing for a while, Jiang Nuan noticed something strange: the enemy troops were all wearing armor, while on this side, only soldiers of certain ranks were qualified to wear it.
Another, more important reason is that Wang Qi's weaponry was relatively simple, consisting of only a sword, shield, and bow, while the enemy's forces were very well prepared, with roadblocks, catapults, and cannons...
Given the sheer variety of items, Jiang Nuan suspected that these people had emptied out the entire inventory.
Moreover, they cooperated seamlessly and were very flexible.
The gap is too big!
One team went bankrupt and was fully armed, while the other conducted a perfunctory and careless exercise; their levels of dedication were incomparable.
Is this the best general of the Great Zhou? How could he be so careless?
If Wang Qi heard this, he would definitely feel wronged.
He never imagined that Qin Chun would rebel; he only thought he would lead troops to deal with the three thousand rabble and help transport grain.
However, even though he didn't know, Wang Qi's complexion grew worse and worse.
He realized that he had indeed been careless.
After thinking for a moment, he loudly ordered, "Retreat to the woods over there; the terrain there is more advantageous to us."
“General, something’s not right,” Deputy General Cheng said urgently. “Their armor looks like the Golden Crow Armor, which was lost from the previous dynasty.”
The method of refining it had long been lost, but today it was seen on a group of rebels.
Deputy General Cheng immediately realized that something was wrong.
Upon hearing this, Wang Qi froze for a moment, then looked ahead, and his heart sank to the bottom. "It really is!"
"What do we do now?" Deputy General Cheng was really anxious. "We don't have many people wearing armor here."
"Retreat to the woods; the terrain there is complex and more suitable for using a knife."
"Your subordinate obeys!"
Seeing this, Jiang Nuan finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Hopefully it will work."
In this situation, the only way to salvage some of the decline is to take advantage of the terrain.
Seeing this fierce battle, Huang Xiaoliu became excited, stretching his neck forward and stamping his hooves rapidly back and forth.
My whole body was radiating an aura that begged me to leave.
"Stay still and don't move around," Jiang Nuan warned. "Let me check again."
A moment later, Jiang Nuan jumped down, patted the bull's head reassuringly, pointed to the battlefield and said, "See those people on the other side? Do whatever you want, just make sure you don't get hurt."
Upon hearing this, Huang Xiaoliu let out a low roar and charged forward with abandon.
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