Why do they keep disappearing every day?
I wonder where they went this time.
That's enough.
Meanwhile, on the other side, at the garrison.
Last night, the Donghai army launched a night attack, and the defending troops were unable to return in time, resulting in the loss of an entire battalion to the enemy.
Now, a night has passed, and the attacked camp is in a mess, with soldiers around busy clearing away the wreckage.
Inside the main tent, Lü Cezhong cursed and swore: "Damn that son of a bitch, he actually tried to use a feint attack on me. Luckily I reacted in time, or he would have wiped out my entire base!"
Yesterday, the Donghai army suddenly attacked. Lü Cezhong fought back overnight. During the chase, he discovered that the leader of the army was Feng Lingxu. He immediately sent someone to Wengcheng to invite Yu Nanqing to come and take command.
Although Lu Cezhong didn't want to admit it, if Feng Lingxu were to fight in person, he was afraid he wouldn't last three moves against him!
However, when he discovered that the enemy forces in the East China Sea were only making empty threats and not actually fighting, advancing when he advanced and retreating when he retreated, showing no intention of fighting at all, he immediately became alert and hurriedly dispatched half of his troops back to defend their garrison.
As soon as they returned to their camp, they heard the sound of swords clashing; it turned out that the enemy had launched a surprise attack on their camp.
When Lü Cezhong arrived with reinforcements, the enemy quickly withdrew without any hesitation.
Yu Nanqing was standing in front of a sand table model, listening to Lü Cezhong speak.
He had changed out of his brocade robes and into armor that gleamed with silver light, and he stared silently at the layout on the sand table.
As soon as Lü Cezhong finished cursing, Si Yang knelt down and begged for forgiveness: "Last night, it was the military camp I was guarding that was attacked by Donghai. I bear an unshirkable responsibility. I am willing to accept military punishment. Please punish me, Your Highness."
Si Yang is now also clad in armor, serving as the deputy general of the Dragon Flag Army.
Yu Nanqing took one last look at the sand table, then turned and walked towards the main seat. He sat down there with his tall and straight figure, exuding an imposing aura that made him impossible to ignore.
"Get up." These two simple words made Si Yang's heart tremble slightly.
He had long known that Yu Nanqing's reputation as a war god was renowned throughout the world. In the past, although he admired him, he would also fantasize that if he had not been imprisoned by the princess and had been entrusted with important responsibilities, he could have achieved the same success as Yu Nanqing.
However, seeing him in full armor now, even without witnessing him galloping across the battlefield, made him realize the difference in their auras.
That kind of imposing aura is undisguised, extremely brutal and direct, and one glance is enough to make people dare not disobey.
Si Yang lowered his eyes and slowly stood up.
Back in the capital, he felt that there wasn't much difference between him and Yu Nanqing. One was a paralyzed prince, and the other was a controlled consort. Both of them were not in control of their own lives.
Si Yang admired Yu Nanqing. It can be said that anyone who had fought in battles or led troops admired Yu Nanqing.
But seeing it with your own eyes is a different story.
It's a kind of awe that makes you want to be valued by him, yet you dare not get too close.
The atmosphere was completely different from when he was in the capital.
"Your Highness, why don't we launch a surprise attack on them tonight? I refuse to believe we can't deal with those bastards!" Lü Cezhong hurriedly offered his plan: "First, let Si Yang launch a feint attack at the front, and then I'll lead the army around to their rear to catch them off guard. The same tactics they use can be used by us too."
Yu Nanqing definitely does not agree with Lü Cezhong's plan.
Isn't this exactly the kind of thing Feng Lingxu did when he ambushed them?
Silence fell over the tent. Lü Cezhong seemed to have thought of it too. He clicked his tongue as soon as he finished speaking, feeling both unconvinced and unable to think of a better solution. He then hardened his heart and said, "Sigh! Let's just attack directly and have a tough battle. I'll definitely kill them all!"
"Okay." Unexpectedly, Yu Nanqing uttered a single word.
He cut off the words Lu Cezhong was about to say: "What? What did you say, Your Highness?"
He's an impatient person, and he just said it offhand. Your Highness must not listen to him impulsively!
Yu Nanqing's eyes narrowed, his voice sharp and harsh: "Feng Lingxu wouldn't do anything pointless. He lured you into battle and then launched a sneak attack on the military camp. What was his purpose?"
Rather than saying that Feng Lingxu wanted to lure Lü Cezhong into battle, it would be more accurate to say that he wanted to draw him here.
Donghai must have found out about the situation in the capital. The court is in chaos, which is a good time to start a war.
As if remembering something, Yu Nanqing's face suddenly turned cold.
Could it be...?
Just then, Lü Cezhong restrained his previous recklessness and repeated what Yu Nanqing was thinking: "Your Highness, judging from the time, the news from the capital has probably already reached the border. Feng Lingxu must have heard the news. If so, he must know that the secret agents between Donghai and the Emperor can no longer be used, and he must also know that there is no emperor in the court now."
In this case, Feng Lingxu might not want to wait any longer and might want to take advantage of the chaos in the Great Jin court to launch a war against Great Jin.
Si Yang learned of Emperor Yuanhe's death from Lü Cezhong.
When he found out, he wasn't too upset, so naturally he couldn't show any emotion on his face.
The news did not reach Wengcheng because Wengcheng was isolated from the outside world. People outside were unwilling to come in, and those who were barely surviving inside rarely went out, so the news did not circulate.
Another issue is that, due to Yu Nanqing's interference, the imperial edict announcing Emperor Yuanhe's death was not delivered to Wengcheng, resulting in the local officials in Wengcheng being unaware of the matter.
Lu Cezhong knelt down and pleaded for orders: "If Your Highness wants to fight, this humble general has no choice but to take the initiative."
Yu Nanqing stood up, his calm and ruthless eyes reflecting a murderous glint, as if he had already made a certain decision.
As night fell, in the barracks, at the mansion.
Su Wanyan was sitting in a grand chair, leaning against the candlelight, looking at the notes she had copied down.
Suddenly hearing a sound coming from the courtyard, Su Wanyan looked up, hesitated for a moment, put down the book in her hand, and went to open the door.
"Your Majesty." Tanaka was on night watch.
"Is it Xiao Chensheng back?" The question had barely left his lips when the door to the opposite room slammed shut with a soft "bang".
Only then did Tanaka nod and say, "Yes."
"Was that him just now?"
"yes."
Su Wanyan went back to her room to get a lantern and then walked out of the room.
Tanaka hurriedly followed behind.
There were no candles lit in the room. Su Wanyan listened to the sounds inside, reached out and knocked on the door, her voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz: "Xiao Chensheng? Are you asleep? I need to talk to you about something."
After waiting for a while, there was no response.
Su Wanyan opened her mouth, as if to call out again, but suddenly closed it again.
Forget it, it's so late, I don't know what he's been busy with. What if he's so tired that he doesn't even have the strength to get up?
Just as I was about to leave, the door to the side room creaked open.
Su Wanyan turned around and saw Xiao Chensheng appear with a forced smile. Because there was no light in the room, only a lantern in Su Wanyan's hand provided illumination, Xiao Chensheng's smile looked particularly terrifying at this moment.
Those who are more timid would probably run away in fright.
However, Su Wanyan was not surprised. Although he was smiling, she could see the fatigue in his expression: "If you are tired, we can talk about it tomorrow. There's no rush."
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