Chapter 284 Battle
Prince Jing was of course aware of how risky Qi Shuo's plan was. It could be said that if he took a wrong step, he would lose his life.
No, even if you don't take a wrong step, you will lose your life just because of bad luck.
But just as my son had said, the Great Zhou wasn't just fighting Northern Qi, but three separate wars simultaneously. Troops, food, and clothing... all the heavy lifting had been directed north, but they were only able to hold the pass and prevent the Qi army from advancing further.
One defends, the other attacks. It's obvious who has the upper hand. If we can't take risks and achieve a surprise victory, the defeat of the Great Zhou army is only a matter of time. By then, his son will not be the only one to lose his life.
Then give it a try, you will make a lot of money if you succeed.
Defeated?
Prince Jing sighed deeply.
The prosperity and peace of the capital city today are nothing but paper lanterns. Once they are defeated, the Qi cavalry will break through the border, and the dazzling paper lanterns will be broken with a poke.
Since that’s the case, why not give it a try?
Thinking of his family far away in the capital, Prince Jing no longer hesitated.
"Thank you, father, for your support." There was light in the young man's eyes, which were still clear and pure even after going through all the blood and gore these days.
Prince Jing looked at his smiling son with his eyebrows extended, his eyes a little sore, and blurted out: "If I had known earlier, I should have let you get married before coming here."
The prince's funeral ceremony has not yet ended, but extraordinary circumstances call for extraordinary measures. No one will gossip about getting married before going to the battlefield.
"Father, you're joking." Qi Shuo smiled faintly, with no strange expression on his face.
Prince Jing really wanted to ask his son if he felt any regrets, but in the end he said nothing.
I won’t ask anymore, I won’t ask anymore, it’s unlucky.
It’s just that this kid isn’t like him at all, he’s really good at hiding his thoughts.
Prince Jing thought again of the unreal feeling he had when he saw his son bravely killing the enemy.
It was clearly him who had been feigning illness at the beginning, but as time went on, even he himself began to think that his eldest son was truly sickly. It was obvious that this kid had a talent for acting...
"Go and prepare well." Prince Jing waved his hand, not allowing himself to think too much.
The snow stopped that day, and the Northern Qi general Wu Ye led a large number of Qi troops to the city. A specially selected team of loud-mouthed soldiers stood at the front of the army and began to curse again.
This situation has been going on for some time.
At first, the Zhou army would rush out of the city gates to fight, but would often flee in panic after losing most of their troops. As the losses grew, they stopped rushing out to fight, and in recent days, they had shown no reaction at all.
As for the Qi army, the Zhou army's current depletion was not enough, so it would be best if they could scold the Zhou army and lure them out. If they stayed in hiding, letting their own soldiers see the Zhou army's cowardice would boost their morale and make them more courageous when attacking the city.
Morale may not play a decisive role in a war, but it certainly plays a significant role. You have to understand that there are different kinds of victory: a big victory is a victory, a lopsided victory is also a victory. Of course, it's better to have fewer casualties when morale is high.
On this day, Qi Bing cursed even more harshly.
"I've already told you, these are a bunch of spineless bastards. They're hiding inside and peeing their pants, how dare they come out?"
"The Zhou people were just like that. Back then, when they luckily won a battle, they quickly offered up their city and begged for mercy, like a pug..."
"Hahaha--"
The overwhelming laughter of the Qi army made the soldiers in the city turn pale and almost vomit blood.
"General, a soldier can be killed but not humiliated. Let us go out and fight those bastards!"
Many soldiers angrily asked General Xu Jing for help, but they had no hope.
They have spent a lot of time and effort these days, but it is still useless.
General Xu looked at Prince Jing.
Originally, when the enemy was strong and we were weak, we would not act like cowards and be scolded every time. It was Prince Jing who privately suggested that we keep our troops in place, as we would have our own benefits in the future.
He could not see any benefit, he only knew that if this continued, the soldiers of the Great Zhou would be suffocated to death, and he would also be suffocated to death.
However, he was not the sole decision maker here. Although he was the commander-in-chief of the Northern Expedition Army, he had to obey the opinions of Prince Jing. This was not only because Prince Jing came here on the emperor's orders, but also because of his remaining prestige in the North and the appropriate arrangements he made due to his familiarity with the area.
But this time, he did feel resentful.
Not only did he not stop Prince Jing's proposal, he also supported it. How can you be a father like this!
Prince Jing looked up at the sky and pretended not to see it.
General Xu gritted his teeth secretly and glanced at the young man who had been standing quietly.
The young man was wearing silver soft armor and had a pine-like figure. He was none other than Qi Shuo, the prince of Prince Jing.
When General Xu met that calm and stern face, his resentment subsided.
Although he had doubts about Prince Jing's proposal, he saw his heroic performance on the battlefield.
A member of the royal family who is so brave and fearless deserves his respect.
After all, the resentment was more due to the anger at hearing the insults from the Qi army and the powerlessness caused by the gap in strength between the two sides.
Qi Shuo took a step forward and bowed to General Xu: "I am willing to go out of the city and fight."
General Xu was excited: I finally don’t have to hide anymore?
But then he couldn't help but look at Prince Jing.
The morale of the Qi army is getting higher and higher. The danger this time is not small. Isn’t Prince Jing worried about his son?
Prince Jing finally responded: "I will go too."
General Xu's eyes widened immediately: "Your Majesty!"
This is different from what we agreed!
Prince Jing was a little impatient: "The soldiers are waiting, General, don't hesitate."
"But--"
Prince Jing's face turned cold. "In my early years, I dealt with that old bastard Wu Ye quite a bit. So, that old bastard can lead the troops into battle, but I can't? Stop talking nonsense and get ready!"
If he didn't go into battle, how could he attract most of the enemy's attention and make it easier for his son to act?
So, amid the insults of the Qi army, the city gate suddenly opened.
As he rode out, Qi Shuo whispered to the secret guards following closely beside him: "Protect the prince."
"Charge!" The soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty, who had been holding back for many days, either rode horses or ran, and rolled onto the battlefield like a tornado.
Because of the fruitless arguments for many days, although the Qi army was full of confidence and had left the Zhou army in the dust, they were inevitably a little slack in their thinking.
They didn't expect that the Zhou army would suddenly come to fight today.
They were stunned and finally reacted when they saw the thick smoke raised by the Zhou army's cavalry approaching.
Wu Ye saw the leader clearly and shouted excitedly: "Go, capture King Jing of the Great Zhou alive!"
He pulled the reins, quickened his pace and headed straight for Prince Jing, his eyes red with excitement and filled with determination to win.
As long as Prince Jing is captured, these stubborn Zhou troops will be scattered and will collapse in an instant. At that time, ceding territory, paying compensation, princesses and beauties will not be of much concern. The greatest benefit is to return the fertile land of the Great Zhou to Northern Qi.
The two armies soon became entangled with each other, one side was angry, the other side was excited, and for a while the battle was difficult to resolve.
In the chaos, Qi Shuo's target has always been clear, which is Wu Ye's nephew Wu Li.
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