The king behind the empress

Chapter 429 Tacit military training

The patriarchs of the aristocratic families who had just dispersed were called back by Situ Yao when their buttocks were still hot after returning.

Looking at the provocative letter in Situ Yao's hand, all the Patriarchs felt a little angry.

Their 50 army, although there are only more than 40 left now, it may be difficult to attack the city, but if the defenders of Guangling City dare to go out to fight, they have an advantage in terms of their strength.

Now that Mo Zizai dared to utter wild words and directly wiped them out, how could this make them not angry.

"Let him come!"

Patriarch Wan, who had experienced the pain of bereavement, obviously felt that he didn't care about anything at this moment. He said coldly, "I want to see how he can kill us with a mere 10 people!"

"Although Patriarch Wan's words are correct, there is no need to be so impulsive."

Xu Ran tried to persuade him: "They have won several battles, and with the arrival of reinforcements, their morale is high now. If we fight head-on with them, we will definitely suffer a lot of losses. There is no need to initiate a decisive battle in such a hurry."

Xu Ran, who had just fought a tough battle, suffered heavy losses. At this moment, he was the one who was least willing to go to war directly.

"It's not necessary? Then what do you say is necessary?"

Patriarch Wan didn't give Xu Ran any face, and went back directly and said: "People are riding on your neck and shit, do you still have to swallow your anger?"

"I'm here to rebel, not to be a grandson, let alone train him!"

"That's not what I said. The imperial reinforcements just arrived, even if there are only 1 people, it's not a good time to start a war."

Xu Ran, who was forced back, didn't show any anger on his face. Instead, he said with a little agitation: "What's more, he dared to say one thousand to three thousand words, don't you dare to fulfill him?"

"Is it better to fight three thousand against one thousand, or four hundred thousand against one hundred thousand?"

Patriarch Wan didn't care about Xu Ran's aggressive method at all, and continued: "Since they want to fight decisively, let them leave the city just now, I don't believe it, I can be afraid of 40 if I have 10?"

Hearing that the main sentence of the Wan family is always 40 yuan, Xu Ran couldn't help but feel angry, this 40 yuan belongs to your family, open and close 40 yuan.

Your son is dead, but my son is still alive. Why should I take my family's elite to avenge your son.

Three thousand versus one thousand is not a good way to slowly consume the power of the city. What's more, there are still 15 troops in Jieyang and Ye. That's good, why bother with Guangling City now.

You really don't care about anything when your son dies, right?

Situ Yao observed the expressions of the patriarchs in the camp, and found that most of them agreed with Xu Ran's statement. Although he had expected this, he still couldn't help being a little disappointed.

In fact, what Master Wan said was not wrong. With Mo Zizai daring to go out of the city to fight, it is the best way to solve them once and for all.

After all, the 40 soldiers chewed horses and fed them, and consumed a lot of food and grass every day, which was not very beneficial to them.

But everyone was not motivated to fight. Even if he forced them to fight, he probably would not work hard, so he gave up the idea of ​​a decisive battle with Mo Zizai, and said, "Okay, don't fight."

"This battle is not our side's business. The King of Bei'an promised us to send troops, and there has been no movement until now. If we suffer heavy losses in Guangling City, there is no guarantee that he will not be picked by him, so we act rashly."

Speaking of this, Situ Yao looked at Master Wan and continued to explain: "What's more, we still have 15 troops in Jieyang and Yecheng each. After they take these two cities and cut off the imperial court's retreat, we will launch It’s not too late for a decisive battle.”

"This……"

Patriarch Wan was obviously not convinced, but he glanced at the people in the camp, and most of them agreed with Situ Yao's opinion, so he couldn't help but snorted, "You will regret it!"

After finishing speaking, Master Wan left the camp without looking back.

After he left, the atmosphere in the tent was slightly awkward. After a while, Situ Yao made an excuse to write a letter to King Bei'an to urge them, and then everyone left.

……

In Guangling City, after Mo Zizai entered the city, Yang Yanzhang and Han Qu greeted him immediately.

"Meet the king."

"On the battlefield, there is no need to salute."

Mo Zizai waved his hand, signaling to the two that they don't need to be too polite, and then asked, "How is the situation in the city now?"

As soon as he entered the city, Mo Zizai found that several places in the city were on fire. If Han Qu didn't have the slightest worry on his face, he would have thought that someone from Situ Yao had walked in there.

"There is nothing serious in the city."

Han Qu saluted, stepped forward and said, "The fires in the city are caused by Situ Yao throwing a lot of kerosene into the city, but the people around the city wall have been moved away long ago, so these burning places are not given to them." What casualties in the city?"

"Oh, all right."

Mo Zizai nodded reassuringly, then looked at Yang Yanzhang again, and said, "What's the matter with you, why are you surrounded?"

"The final general is guilty, please punish the prince."

Hearing Mo Zizai's question, Yang Yanzhang immediately gave a military salute. This time he went out of the city and directly buried more than 1000 soldiers of the Shenwei Army. A large part of the reason for this result was his misjudgment and greed for merit, so he thought I have an inescapable responsibility.

"Okay, there is no one who can't die in a war."

After Mo Zizai understood the ins and outs, he subdued Yang Yanzhang, and then said, "What's more, in Guangling City, you are the coach, so no one can punish you until the battle is over."

"If you really feel that you have made a mistake, then just don't do it next time. If you still feel sorry, then you can report it to the court after the war."

"In short, at this moment, here, you are the highest officer. I'm just bringing you some reinforcements. Don't worry that I'll tell you what to do."

"My lord..."

Faced with such trust in Mo Zizai, Yang Yanzhang didn't know what to say. After a while, he bowed his hands and said to Mo Zizai in a firm voice: "Young general, I will definitely not disappoint the trust of the prince!"

"Well, it's enough to fight well."

Mo Zizai nodded indifferently. Although part of the reason for this was that he was too lazy to command the army, it was more because he didn't want to do things that laymen commanded experts.

Since Yang Yanzhang is good at fighting, let him be responsible. As for the mistakes he made before, isn't that normal? When someone doesn't make mistakes, as long as they are not fatal mistakes, then there is no big problem.

While the two were talking, the envoy sent by Mo Zizai to Situ Yao's camp had already rushed back.

"My lord, they agreed."

The envoy hesitated for a moment after finishing speaking, and then said again: "However, Situ Yao has something to tell you. I don't know if I should say it or not."

"Situ Yao has something to tell me?"

Mo Zizai was a little strange. Although he had someone shoot Bai Changqiu to death with an arrow, he didn't know Bai Changqiu's identity, so hearing what the envoy said, he couldn't help asking curiously, "What did he ask you to bring?"

"He said, you killed his third disciple today, and he wrote down this grudge."

Speaking of this, the emissary said hesitantly: "He also said that sooner or later he will hang you... and... General Yang's... head..."

The envoy couldn't continue when he said this, but Mo Zizai had already understood what he meant, and couldn't help saying in surprise, "When did I kill his third disciple? Why didn't I know?"

"Since it is under the banner, the first person to be shot to death is his third disciple, Bai Changqiu."

Seeing that Mo Zizai was not angry, the envoy quickly explained: "At that time, he was commanding the Qianjiang army to fight, and the man who gave it to the prince was shot to death with an arrow."

"Good to die!"

Hearing and trying to say this, Yang Yanzhang said a little cheerfully: "The old dog Situ Yao plotted against Uncle Tang back then, and my Great Zhou Rebellion was also caused by him, so killing his disciple is nothing!"

"Are you sure he did it?"

Although they had guessed that Situ Yao did this before, they hadn't confirmed it yet, but at this time, from Yang Yanzhang's tone, it was clear that they were completely sure, so Mo Zizai couldn't help asking.

"Sure!"

Yang Yanzhang nodded fiercely, and then said: "This matter was admitted by his first disciple himself, there must be nothing wrong!"

"That dog thief, after I finished talking about this, I beat him to death!"

"His disciple admitted it, so from this point of view, it is probably him."

To be honest, Mo Zizai is not as excited as Yang Yanzhang in his heart, because his relationship with his father is not good, so although he must avenge his father's killing, but emotionally speaking, how much he hates Situ Yao? Not really.

But no matter whether there is or not, he is sure to kill this person, not to mention that his father died indirectly in his hands, just saying that he wants to stir up the world, Mo Zizai will not let him go.

"One of his disciples died in Yining before, and then you killed one, and I killed one, so there are three."

Mo Zizai made some calculations, and then asked, "Apart from these three, does he have any other disciples? I'll kill them all when I find time later."

"No... no more."

The envoy who was sent to Situ Yao's camp saw that Mo Zizai was so cruel, so he subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then replied: "I have found out clearly in the camp that Situ Yao has only these three apprentices, who usually deal with these three disciples. The three apprentices are better than my son."

"Oh, and a son, that's easy."

Originally, Mo Zizai was a little disappointed when he heard that he had finished killing Situ Yao's apprentice, but when he heard that he still had a son, he immediately lifted his spirits, "Since the apprentice is finished, then I will kill his son later. Try to kill his son too."

"..."

When the envoy heard this, he shrank his neck instantly. No wonder people said that the prince is cruel, and he just rushed to kill his whole family, which is really cruel.

"Okay, you go down."

Mo Zizai waved his hand and told the envoy soldier to return to the team. Then he turned to Han Qu and Yang Yanzhang and said, "I have made a deal with Situ Yao. We will send 1000 people, and they will send 3000 people. Let them accompany you." How do you feel about our training?"

Although Mo Zizai didn't discuss this with Yang Yanzhang before the decision was made, Mo Zizai didn't think there was any problem at all. If they didn't think it was right, they would regret it at worst.

Anyway, he is not a trustworthy person, let alone his reputation, if he repents, Situ Yao can still bite him.

"One thousand against three thousand..."

Yang Yanzhang and Han Qu pondered for a moment, then exchanged glances, and after confirming that the other party had no objection, they nodded and said, "This is feasible."

"One thousand to three thousand is just right. No amount of Shenwei troops will be able to deal with it, and if there are too few, the effect of training will not be achieved. Three thousand is just right."

"If this is the case, then this matter is so decided."

Mo Zizai saw that the two had no objections, so he stopped talking, and instead told the two of the situation of the Habayashi Army, and told them that if necessary, they could send troops directly to cooperate with the Habayashi Army to directly deal with Situ Yao's attack. The army started.

……

With a tacit understanding between both sides, the siege battle became a military training battle. Guangling City sent 1000 troops each time, while Situ Yao sent 3000 troops to meet the enemy.

As for the results of the battle, Situ Yao's 3000 people are the ones who are defeated every time, while the Shenwei Army's 1000 people will lose 500 to [-] percent, and only [-] people survive in the end.

However, these are only on the surface. In fact, in order to prevent Situ Yao from panicking so much, at least half of the people on the side of the Shenwei Army are pretending to be dead, and then let Paoze bring them back who pretended to be dead.

In other words, to defeat Situ Yao's 3000 people, the Shenwei Army only needs to pay the price of a few dozen people, and sometimes even less than a few dozen people. This kind of battle loss ratio is simply exaggerated to the extreme.

However, Situ Yao didn't see this situation. Instead, he felt that the Shenwei Army suffered such heavy casualties, and they were not at a loss if they continued to train like this.

While the two sides were training in tacit agreement, Mo Yuanji, the king of Bei'an who had been urged several times by Situ Yao, finally decided to send troops.

Moreover, as soon as the attack was made, the [-] frontier army attacked Dingzhou city at night. Even if they were prepared in Dingzhou city, they couldn't hold on for a day, and Dingzhou was directly taken down by Mo Yuanji.

Although Mo Yuanji did not do anything else after occupying Dingzhou, his move still made the court nervous. For several days, the ministers of the court and the Central Committee discussed how to deal with Mo Yuanji.

Not long after the action in the northern border, news finally came from the armies of Jieyang and Yecheng.

However, the news is not that the two cities were captured as Situ Yao expected, but that the 30 army they sent out suffered a disastrous defeat...

On the other side of Yecheng, the [-] direct imperial army defended the city and showed the enemy weakness, and then suddenly attacked at night when the army was a little tired after being unable to attack for a long time.

This army was originally a mob. When they were caught off guard by this attack, they immediately bombed the camp. Among the 15 troops, there were at least tens of thousands who were trampled and hacked to death by their own people in the chaos.

The remaining ones were chased and killed by the Yuzhi army until dawn. When there were only 15 to [-] left in the [-] army, these talents surrendered to the Yuzhi army.

As for the 15 troops in Jieyang City, they encountered the first camp and the criminal camp, and their fate was even more miserable.

　Chapter 1, which was updated for the elegy master, has finally been written. There should be another update tomorrow. It should be... can it be written?

　　
　
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