low-key is king

Chapter 281 Who dares to surrender, punish the nine clans!
The autumn wind is rustling!

In the capital of Jinfeng, outside the south gate, more than 1 remnants of defeated soldiers barely lined up, and their morale was quite usable.

But when they turned their heads and saw the neatly formed Jinfeng Shenji Battalion in the distance, they couldn't help but feel unrivaled.

In two months, the Xuanyang Shenji Battalion took down more than a dozen strong cities in the Golden Wind Nation, and those cities hardly had much resistance.

The prestige of Xuanyang Shenji Battalion also spread throughout the Golden Wind Nation.

In the battle of Mingcheng, these elite soldiers of the Golden Wind Kingdom experienced ups and downs. They saw the power of the God Killing Machine firsthand, and built a hopeful road to victory with their lives.

Unexpectedly, when the city was just broken, they were defeated by the Xuanyang Shenji Battalion, and even the leader Yang Shu died inside the north gate of Ming City, causing them to be defeated like a mountain.

Now this elite army of Jinfeng Kingdom has become a mourning army. According to the art of war, the mourning army will win, but they are at a loss for their future.

"My lord prime minister, there seem to be more than 2000 people in the Divine Machine Battalion of the Xuanyang Kingdom!"

On the city wall, the voice of the relative with the surname Gu who had been guarding the empress's side trembled a little. As soon as he said this, everyone's expressions changed drastically.

After all, Fang Lun and the others are not martial artists, and their eyesight is far less tyrannical than these cultivators, but at this moment, the relative surnamed Gu reminded them that they finally discovered this fact.

"I'm afraid... there are at least 5000 people!"

Xiao Yan spoke in a cold voice, telling the truth. These words made many civil servants tremble violently, which was completely beyond their expectation.

For a long time, the Xuanyang Divine Battalion has been attacking cities and plundering land all the way, with almost no cover-up, just using this mere 2000 people, they have run over a dozen fortified cities of the Golden Wind Country all the way.

Therefore, according to Prime Minister Fang Lun's secret information, there are only 2000 people in the Xuanyang Shenji Battalion. He and the think tank staff have also analyzed this, and feel that he should have guessed some truths.

Either the God-killing machine is not enough, or the ammunition of the God-killing machine is not enough to equip more Xuanyang elite soldiers.

Otherwise, if such a weapon is equipped with 1 or even tens of thousands of people, it may be able to break the wrist with the Daxuan Dynasty.

Of course, this only refers to the comparison of low-level generals. If the top combat power is counted, the Daxuan Dynasty only needs to send a strong man of the seventh realm to directly suppress the Xuanyang Kingdom.

But the Golden Wind Nation obviously didn't have such a top combat power, they could only tremble under the Xuanyang Shenji Battalion.

Seeing that the size of the other party has more than doubled now, the uneasiness in their hearts is undoubtedly more intense.

Originally, Prime Minister Fang Lun and Empress Gu Zi had made up their minds. This Golden Wind City has thick walls and sufficient reserves. As long as the country is not destroyed, it is not impossible to persist for a year.

What's more, the two thousand Xuanyang Shenji Battalion can't really surround Golden Wind City.

They can also leave the city through the other three gates to search for supplies in the city. As long as they guard the south gate, there is almost no possibility of the city being broken.

But now, the 5000 Shenji Battalion they had in their minds has changed into [-] people. This can't be called the Shenji Battalion anymore, it should be called the Shenji Army?
"Damn, what the hell is going on?"

Fang Lun began to scold his mother in his heart. He has always been known for his strategic planning. When he attacked other small neighboring countries in the past, he was simply synonymous with exhaustive strategies.

But now in Xuanyang Kingdom, he was humiliated again and again. This made Fang Lun feel extremely bad. He really wanted to understand the mystery.

"Master Prime Minister, here are two pieces of information, which may explain the reason for this matter!"

A civil official next to him spoke hesitantly, and immediately saw the prime minister's sharp gaze cast over him, which made him extremely regretful, wishing to give himself two big mouths and make you cheap.

But now, not only the prime minister is staring at him, but the empress over there also turned her gaze. He could only bite the bullet and took out two pieces of information letter paper from his sleeve.

"One is a message from the sulfur mine in the west of Mingcheng, and the other is from the saltpeter mine in the east of Mingcheng!"

This man did not dare to be negligent, and while handing over the letter paper in his hand to Prime Minister Fang Lun, he briefly explained the content of the information, which made some interested people feel moved, and their faces suddenly became gloomy.

Those who didn't say it, in fact, none of the fools here guessed it all, and it also reminded how the other party more than doubled from the size of 2000 people.

"Damn it, we should have attacked Mingcheng earlier!"

The foreign relative surnamed Gu couldn't help beating his chest and stamping his feet. Hearing his words, the others were also extremely regretful, especially the Prime Minister Fang Lun, and his heart was dripping with blood.

When Fang Lun read the information letter in his hand at a glance, he knew even more that Shenjiying had a time lag for himself, and used those three or four days to complete some impossible tasks.

It is obvious that the speculation of Gu's relative at that time must be true, which can be seen from the fact that Mingcheng was almost breached by Yang Shu.

And just when the north gate of Ming City was about to be broken, someone must have brought back the sulfur mine and the saltpeter mine to replenish the ammunition of the Shenji Camp, which led to Yang Shu's defeat later on.

With the combination of the two, these causes and effects are actually not difficult to guess, and the more they are like this, the more regretful they want to vomit blood.

Not to mention attacking Mingcheng three days earlier, even if it took one day in the morning, or even half a day, that team of Xuanyang Shenji Battalion would have been eaten up long ago. How could it be in danger today?

Thinking of this, many people looked at the Prime Minister Fang Lun with a trace of undisguised resentment. Obviously, they attributed all the crime of delaying the war opportunity to the Prime Minister.

"Why are you all looking at me? Is it the truth's fault?"

Fang Lun clearly saw the meaning of everyone's eyes, and immediately couldn't help but ask a question, and then said: "All of you, did one of you propose to attack Mingcheng back then? Did anyone find out that the other party was strong in the outside world?"

It was impossible for Fang Lun to take this blame. He was the commander-in-chief of the Golden Wind City in name, but in fact there were many factions in the Golden Wind City, and the one who really had control had to be the Golden Wind Royal Family.

One must know that when the Xuanyang Shenji Battalion captured Mingcheng, the momentum was like a rainbow, and the entire Jinfeng Kingdom was panicked.

At that time, Fang Lun also withdrew everyone outside the city into the city, making up his mind to strictly guard against it.

Regarding this, those civil servants and military generals didn't have the slightest opinion, and they all thought it was right to do so.

In a field battle outside the city, even if the Golden Wind Nation has an army of 20, it may not be the opponent of the Shenji Battalion.

The Shenji Camp only has 2000 people, and the Golden Wind City is the capital of the Golden Wind Kingdom. The other party can afford to lose, but they cannot afford to fail.

Once it fails, it will be the disaster of destroying the country.

Under such circumstances, from Prime Minister Fang Lun down, including the Ning royal family, they all chose to retreat by default. They believed that as long as His Majesty the King took Tianyang City, everything would be settled.

But at this time, everyone blamed Fang Lun for not seizing the opportunity. Why don't you blame yourself for not getting accurate information from the Shenji Camp?
Even if Fang Lun knew in his heart that he had indeed missed the battle opportunity and caused this big defeat, he didn't think that the responsibility was on him alone, and it was impossible for him to take the blame alone.

Although everyone was dissatisfied with this, but now, it doesn't make much sense to say these things. It's just their bad luck, which made the other party relieved.

"Listen up, everyone, disarm and don't kill!"

Just when the atmosphere on the city wall was a bit awkward, a loud voice came from below the city.

This is obviously the Xuanyang Shenji Battalion over there shouting, and it also made the expressions of the civil servants and generals on the city wall change again and again.

Especially when Fang Lun and the queen turned their gazes to the city wall of the south gate and saw the agitated faces of those Goldwind soldiers, they felt that the situation was serious.

If the more than 1 Goldwind soldiers really surrendered to the Xuanyang Shenji Battalion, it would undoubtedly make things worse for them, and it would also be an extremely serious blow to the morale of the Goldwind capital.

"Don't forget, your relatives and friends are still in the capital!"

Prime Minister Fang Lun's face showed a ruthless look, and he heard him whispering: "Anyone who dares to surrender will be punished by the Nine Clans!"

Fang Lun didn't have any cultivation, he was just a civil servant, but at this moment, although the voice was soft, it seemed to make the golden wind soldiers below hear a thunderbolt from the blue sky.

These Golden Wind soldiers raised their heads and looked at the prime minister with extreme hatred, but they really didn't dare to resist in the slightest.

I was fighting life and death outside this city, even fighting with my life. I never thought that my wife, children and children in the city would be threatened by my own people. Nothing could be more aggrieved than this.

It has to be said that although Fang Lun's move was ruthless, he really grasped the seven inches of these Golden Wind soldiers, and he naturally saw the venomous eyes of many soldiers below.

"Come here, find out the origins of these soldiers below, keep an eye on their family members and friends, if anyone dares to surrender, kill them immediately!"

At this moment, Fang Lun seemed to be the God of killing You Luo, with a murderous look on his face. What he said was so decisive that many people could not bear it, but they dared not say anything.

In this way, the soldiers below are even more afraid to act rashly. They don't think about themselves, they have to think about their wives, children and parents.

But Prime Minister Fang Lun also knew that even if these stragglers outside the city could really destroy the five thousand Xuanyang Shenji Battalion today, they might not be able to reuse them.

Because extreme resentment had been born in their hearts, and the seeds of hatred for Prime Minister Fang Lun had been planted.

It is possible to use such people to continue fighting, but it is also necessary to constantly threaten the lives of their wives, children and parents. If these people are really allowed to guard the Golden Wind City, there may be great changes.

"Fang Lun, you are so ruthless. These are the elite soldiers and generals of your Golden Wind Country. Are you really not going to give them any chance of survival?"

(End of this chapter)