PFC Chapter 175 The Delicate Little Emperor Is So Unruly (56)
Chapter 175 The Delicate Little Emperor Is So Unruly (56)
That heart-wrenching shout of "Wenluo" was actually more effective than the countless times he had shouted "Get out" before.
All the Liang soldiers realized that there was a trap in the city the moment they turned around and saw Wen Luo.
They were instantly thrown into disarray and hurriedly turned back to try to retreat.
At this moment, people in the city rushed out, and people outside the city rushed in, and immediately there was chaos, with people trampling and squeezing each other.
Wen Luo stood on the roof, looking expressionlessly at the ant-like crowd below him.
At this moment, a drum suddenly rose up into the sky behind him, and the sound of war drums resounded through the sky.
The sound of the drums was like a command. Countless armored and armed soldiers suddenly emerged from all directions on the originally empty streets of the city, and pounced on the already disrupted Liang army like wild beasts.
The Liang army outside the city finally realized that something was wrong, but when they wanted to retreat, it was too late.
As the drums sounded on the city wall, the passionate sound of war drums rang out almost simultaneously on both wings of the Liang army behind them.
The roar of the drums seemed to come from the horizon, yet seemed to be very close, making the eardrums hurt.
Immediately afterwards, two armies behind Liang Jun appeared on the battlefield like gods descending from the sky.
The defenders of Yining and Anhua have arrived.
The encirclement is complete.
The Liang army was in complete trouble and became meat on the chopping board to be slaughtered.
It was an extremely brutal battle, almost a one-sided massacre.
The Liang army was unable to organize an effective resistance in panic and could only allow the Dahan defenders to kill them at will. However, the Dahan soldiers were all in high spirits, fighting bravely and showing no mercy.
The battle began in the early morning and lasted until the evening.
As the sun sets, its afterglow falls on the battlefield, illuminating the corpses and bloodstains on the ground.
Inside and outside Dingyuan City, corpses piled up like mountains and blood flowed like rivers.
The earth is so vast that its original color cannot be seen.
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When the military information was rushed to Kyoto over a distance of 800 miles, Xing Chen was sitting in the court with all the officials standing in front of him.
Because they were worried about the situation in southern Xinjiang, the ministers all had sad faces and no one spoke.
"Report, good news from Southern Xinjiang!"
The messenger's tired yet powerful voice rang out in the square in front of the temple.
Good news, it’s good news!
The ministers were extremely excited. They all turned around and excitedly went out of the hall to greet the messenger.
The messenger rushed up the stairs and into the hall, his steps staggering with excitement and fatigue.
He held the letter in his hand high up towards Xing Chen from a distance, his voice trembling with excitement.
"Your Majesty, victory news from Dingyuan City. Our army has won a great victory and has completely killed all the invading Liang troops!"
Han Yuxi, Su Zhenyi and others were so shocked that they couldn't believe it.
A group of ministers no longer cared about etiquette and surrounded the messenger tightly.
"Is this true? Oh my God, God bless me Dahan!"
"Tell me quickly, which general is guarding Dingyuan City now? I actually have such a great general in Dahan!"
"How was this battle fought? Did we lose many soldiers? Please tell me in detail!"
"How are the people in the city? What's the situation in the other two cities?"
"..."
The ministers asked at the same time. The messenger was a young man. He was surrounded by so many respected elders, and in front of him was the emperor. He was so nervous that he didn't know how to answer.
When the adults saw that he didn't say anything and that he still had the letter in his hand, they all hurried to grab it and open it.
When he saw they were going to take the letter, the young man immediately refused and hugged the letter in his arms.
"No, you can't look at this. The master specifically instructed that this is for His Majesty alone, and no one else can look at it!"
The ministers were stunned. Since it was given to His Majesty alone, they would not read it if they could not.
Han Yuxi asked him doubtfully: "Who is your master?"
The young man smiled but did not answer him. At this time, Eunuch Fu happened to walk in front of him. The young man handed the letter in his arms to Eunuch Fu with both hands.
Eunuch Fu took the letter, turned around and walked back to give it to Xing Chen.
Xing Chen reached out and took the letter.
All the ministers looked at him with shining eyes, each with anticipation, waiting for him to read the contents of the letter.
Xing Chen took the letter, but just glanced at it and then looked away.
Seeing this situation, the adults inevitably showed disappointment.
His Majesty seems to be hiding a lot of things from them recently and won't say anything.
They were all worried to death about the war in southern Xinjiang, but His Majesty was clearly confident.
Now it seems that His Majesty has indeed made arrangements in advance and everything is under his control.
But can't you reveal even a little bit?
We are really excited and curious!
Xing Chen looked at the messenger below and smiled slightly.
"Thanks for your hard work."
The young man was a little stunned by his smile. When he came to his senses, he fell to his knees in fear.
"Your Majesty, it's not hard, not at all. I, I am honored."
"stand up."
"......Yes."
Xing Chen's eyes swept across the excited and confused faces of the ministers, then looked back at the messenger.
"When you return, remember to say hello to the Regent on my behalf," he paused deliberately, causing the ministers to prick up their ears instantly, "on my behalf."
"???"
"!!!"
"..."
Xing Chen's words were like a thunderclap crashing down on everyone's heads, and everyone opened their mouths wide.
Who?
who is it?
Did they seem to hear the Regent?
But hasn't the Regent already...
Some of them had even seen the Regent lying in his coffin.
Han Yuxi's mind was quick, and he thought about everything in a coherent way. He trembled his lips and asked tentatively: "Your Majesty, did you and the prince set up a trap together to stage a drama for us and Liang State?"
A relieved smile appeared on Xingchen's face.
"Master Han, do you think this play is exciting?"
Han Yuxi nodded blankly.
This is something that cannot be described with the word "wonderful". It is simply exquisite, well-planned, and a work that seems like a miracle.
Su Zhenyi clapped his hands and sighed: "No wonder, no wonder, besides the prince, who else can win such a clean victory in Southern Xinjiang?"
"Yes, it's not surprising at all since the prince is here!"
It was not until this moment that a huge and real cheer was heard in the hall.
There is no more party conflict among us. Even though we have not had to face the bloody battlefield, after these anxious days, we now all share the joy of surviving a disaster.
The news of Dingyuan City's victory spread throughout the Han Dynasty like a spring breeze in the cold winter.
The people cheered and the streets and alleys in cities, big and small, were filled with a festive atmosphere.
The entire Dahan seemed to have celebrated the New Year all over again.