"Your Majesty!" Jiang Zhongguo struggled to break free. He knelt and shouted, "Let me die on the battlefield! Your Majesty, I am willing to be a soldier. Please put me on the front line and let me die on the battlefield!"
Yue Fei tried to stop him, saying, "Your Majesty, beheading a general in battle would be detrimental to the morale of the army. It would be better to let him make meritorious contributions while serving his sentence."
"What merit did he achieve? Twenty thousand soldiers were destroyed by his hands," Zhao Huan looked at Jiang Zhongguo angrily: "You can never redeem yourself by dying a hundred times!"
Jiang Zhongguo burst into tears: "Your Majesty, I don't want to die at the hands of my own people. Please let me go to the battlefield, Your Majesty!"
Xia Dechao, standing nearby, also began to plead, "Your Majesty, this matter is not entirely General Jiang's fault. Jin General Wushu's fighting style is indeed novel. He is heavily armored and has three horses to a team. If we were to encounter him suddenly, he would be very difficult to deal with."
Zhao Huan also knew that this was the legendary Jin Wushu's Crooked Horse, and he also knew that Yue Fei would definitely have a way to deal with it. This matter really couldn't be blamed entirely on Jiang Zhongguo. He agreed to Jiang Zhongguo's attack because he wanted to suppress Yue Fei.
"Jiang Zhongguo, I will give you one more chance. If you lose again, you will commit suicide!"
Jiang Zhongguo was overjoyed when he heard this and kowtowed to admit his guilt.
"General Yue, how do you defeat Jin Wushu's crooked horse?" asked Zhao Huan.
Unexpectedly, Yue Fei actually shook his head: "I have never encountered such a fighting style, and I really have no other strategy."
Zhao Huan was slightly shocked. How could this be inconsistent with the legend? Yue Fei didn't know how to fight?
In fact, it was also Yue Fei's first encounter with heavy cavalry, so he didn't know how to defeat the crooked horse so quickly. Only when he was familiar with the Jin soldiers' fighting methods could he think of a way to defeat them.
Zhao Huan had no choice but to remind them: "Crooked horses are fully armored. They can't be hurt by swords or spears, but every weapon has its weaknesses. If we can exploit their weaknesses, we will surely defeat the Jin soldiers."
Yue Fei's eyes flashed: "Horse legs!"
Xia Dechao next to him still didn't understand: "What?"
Yue Fei said happily: "Heavily armored troops have advantages, but they also have many disadvantages. The first is that they are slow to move, but the Jin people make up for this with their cavalry. The second is that their joints cannot be protected by armor. We can use long swords to chop off the horses' legs!"
Xia Dechao was delighted: "General Yue, do you mean to use a long weapon like a saber to cut off the horses' legs, and then we can defeat the Jin soldiers?"
Yue Fei nodded and said, "Jin Wushu's cleverness lies in linking the three horses together, hoping to crush the enemy with the powerful impact of the cavalry, but this is also Jin Wushu's stupidity."
Xia Dechao was even more confused: "What does Commander Yue mean by this?"
Zhao Huan smiled and continued, "The three horses are linked together, naturally doubling their attack power, but also exposing their weaknesses. If we cut off one horse's leg, the other two will be affected and lose their combat effectiveness. Without the support of the warhorses, the Jin soldiers' Iron Pagoda will be clumsy on flat ground and vulnerable to being slaughtered."
Xia Dechao suddenly understood: "If the Iron Pagoda doesn't form a battle array, the scattered soldiers will be sitting ducks. This plan is brilliant!"
Zhao Huan's imperial guards suffered a crushing defeat, with nearly three-tenths of their men killed. Their organization was broken up, their fighting capacity was low, and they were no longer able to fight.
Yue Fei hesitated for a moment, but still said: "I have a plan that may allow us to capture Jin Wushu alive."
Zhao Huan was delighted: "Oh, what is the plan? General Yue, why don't you tell me about it?"
"Well," Yue Fei seemed to have something to hide: "Could you please keep it a secret for a while?"
Zhao Huan said with a smile: "As long as you can capture Jin Wushu alive, anything is fine."
Unexpectedly, Yue Fei bowed again and said, "Your Majesty, this plan is somewhat dangerous. I am afraid it will offend the Emperor. I beg Your Majesty to forgive me."
Zhao Huan was curious: "Are you talking about me? It doesn't matter. As long as you can capture Jin Wushu alive, I will do whatever you want to me."
"Thank you for your permission, Your Majesty. I would like to leave this battle to me alone. I beg Your Majesty to step aside for a moment."
Xia Dechao was shocked when he heard this and kept winking at Yue Fei, but Yue Fei pretended not to hear him.
Zhao Huan hesitated. He wanted to give Yue Fei command and then recuse himself. All the credit would go to Yue Fei alone, and what would be the point of personally leading the army? Furthermore, if Yue Fei captured Jin Wushu alive, wouldn't his hard work and achievements be even greater?
Or maybe I am too narrow-minded. If a loyal minister like Yue Fei continues to be suspicious of me, how can we talk about unifying the world?
Yue Fei was indeed a military prodigy, a rare find in a millennium. However, he was also unruly and self-willed. Disobeying imperial orders was a daily occurrence for him. If he were not held accountable, he would set a bad example for other generals. If other generals followed his example, his imperial power would be challenged.
Zhao Huan finally understood why Zhao Gou was determined to kill Yue Fei. Yue Fei's death was actually partly due to his own fault.
Perhaps Yue Fei had no intention of rebellion, but what about his generals? Xia Dechao simply didn't take the emperor seriously. If Yue Fei's men put a yellow robe on him and forced him to rebel, he would be the emperor.
Zhao Huan felt a chill in his heart when he thought of this, but if he did not give power to Yue Fei, the chance of capturing Jin Wushu alive would be very slim.
Zhao was really having a hard time making up his mind as to what decision to make.
The longer one reigns, the more suspicious one becomes. Meng Tian, Bai Qi! Han Xin, Zhou Yafu—each one a rare war god, yet none of them met a happy end.
Would I, like those tyrants, be killed and their lackeys cooked? Yue Fei trusted me so much, yet I doubted him. I believe he didn't say "The sun is shining" against his will.
Zhao Huan, Zhao Huan, what a shitty emperor you are. With Yue Fei's intelligence and wisdom, if he really wanted to rebel, he wouldn't have done it so blatantly.
Thinking of this, Zhao Huan said, "Okay, I agree. If you can capture Jin Wushu alive, command of the three armies will be yours!"
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