It’s hard to break a phoenix’s destiny

Chapter 555: A Victory Against the Enemy

As expected, Liu Yao was still angry. He had someone dig out the iron pot buried in the ashes, picked it up with one hand, and shouted, "What? Do you want me to carry it all the way?"

The head cook wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and opened his mouth but made no sound. Although his brother was afraid, he still said, "General, this iron pot is indeed heavy. In fact, we are now in the bamboo forest. We can cut these bamboo utensils to use as cooking utensils. They are also light and easy to use! Why do we have to carry such a heavy thing? One of the cooks on the side of Deputy General He was beaten to death by the enemy because he couldn't run with the iron pot on his back!"

"It is glorious to die on the battlefield!" Liu Yao shouted again.

"That's true, but it also depends on the time and place, right?" This man was quite brave. He stretched his neck and shouted at Liu Yao: "In fact, it's not just us who smashed the iron pot. There are many people who did the same! But this is not a bad thing, is it!"

"Nonsense! If the enemy notices that we smashed the iron pot, they will definitely think that we have suffered casualties. When we need so many people to cook, won't we have to speed up the pursuit?" Liu Yao's hand was already on the hilt of the long sword at his waist.

"General!" The head cook saw this and knew that Liu Yao would definitely draw his sword in the next moment, which would kill his brother. So, he didn't care about the pain in his heart, crawled a few steps and knelt at Liu Yao's feet, and said hurriedly: "My brother doesn't know so much, General, please don't blame me. In fact, this matter was also... General Liu asked us to do this."

"What?" Liu Yao was very surprised. "Liu Cheng?"

"Yes." The head cook wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with pain: "What he said to us before was actually similar to what the general just said, but he also said that if the enemy speculates that our troops have been reduced in number, they will definitely come to pursue us, but they will not pursue us on such a large scale, but will only send a small number of elite troops to chase us. But our army still has 40,000 people, and we will definitely be able to counterattack successfully and kill the enemy by surprise, leaving no one alive!"

Hearing this, Liu Yao's eyes were shaken. This was indeed quite reasonable. However, he also thought, how could a child like Liu Cheng have such insight? Why did these cooks listen to his orders? Even if he is his "son" now, he is not qualified to command his own army. Thinking about this, he was even more surprised. The close followers around him naturally did not say anything, but the expression of the deputy general He Chi also obviously changed, so he immediately said: "Nonsense! The army must obey orders and cannot act on their own! Come on, give these cooks thirty strokes of the cane and execute them immediately. Also, He Chi, go and give Liu Cheng an additional thirty strokes of the cane, and execute them immediately, without any mistakes!"

"Yes!" Just as He Chi turned around and was about to leave, Liu Yao said again, "Any cook who smashed the iron pot must be beaten! Not a single one can be let off!"

"Yes." This time, the corners of He Chi's mouth drooped, because he had seen many similar situations along the way. If he was to be held responsible, it would probably be a huge matter and he would be very busy.

Liu Yao didn't care about all this and returned to his camp with a gloomy face.

However, he secretly sent spies to check the situation of the enemy Liang Zong. After all, the iron pot must have been smashed for more than one or two days. They have walked so far, Liang Zong's spies must have seen the current situation and should be preparing to attack them.

Sure enough, the spy soon brought back the news: Liang Zong saw that all the iron pots along the way were broken, and guessed that most of the Han army were lost, so he sent 20,000 elite troops to pursue and kill them.

In this case, Liu Yao did not hesitate to lead his troops to launch a surprise attack and wiped out the elite troops that were chasing him in one fell swoop. He finally managed to temporarily resolve the extremely threatening pursuers and got a slight respite.

This time, the Shaoying Group did not participate in the battle, but helped carry supplies in the rear. When Liu Yao returned with his troops, the first person to be "arraigned" was Liu Cheng.

The others were in a good mood because of the hard-won victory, and their faces were filled with unstoppable smiles. But Liu Yao still had a dark face and asked Liu Cheng who was kneeling below: "Did you have someone smash the pot?" Liu Cheng half-knelt there, holding his buttocks, and the posture was also very uncomfortable. Hearing Liu Yao's question, he did not hesitate and answered directly: "Yes."

"Oh, you admitted it quickly." Liu Yao wiped the blood off his hands with a rag, and then began to wipe his long sword. The blade was a little bent due to too much slashing, and it looked scary. Liu Cheng couldn't help shrinking his head and whispered, "Since my father asked, I have to answer quickly."

"Did you come up with this idea?" Liu Yao didn't look at him and was still wiping the blood off the blade.

"Yes." Liu Cheng replied quickly.

"Can you come up with such an idea?" Liu Yao snorted again.

"What can we do? Isn't it just ruining the relationship?" Liu Cheng looked innocent.

Liu Yao chopped the ground with his long knife, and the sound was quite loud, which frightened Liu Cheng and made him shrink his neck again. "Liu Cheng, I know how strong you are. If you can come up with such a roundabout way with your brain, it must be impossible."

"No, no, no, father, this is really what I thought." Liu Cheng grinned and crawled forward half a step. "I also heard the storyteller say before that we must let the enemy relax, be careless, and ignore us, so that we can kill them. I think...then let's...Actually, anyway, I just had an idea and thought of it."

"Haha, you're so smart?"

"Really, really, my son has to grow up and become smart." When Liu Cheng said this, he didn't believe himself. However, he still persevered and laughed dryly, "Maybe, it's just a lucky coincidence. Look, you have won, and at least your son didn't hold you back, right?"

"Humph." Although Liu Yao didn't believe that he could have such a plan at such a young age, he couldn't care less at this moment, because as a general of the Han Dynasty, he had more things to deal with. Seeing that Liu Cheng was still alive and kicking after being beaten with forty military sticks, he was relieved and waved his hand at him, saying, "Go, take good care of your injuries, we still have to leave quickly later."

"Yes, yes, I'll listen to you, father." Liu Cheng climbed up on his own, his movements were quite agile.

Liu Yao put away his sword, looked at him again and asked, "Aren't these pants mine? Why? Who altered the hem of your pants to make them fit you so well?"

Liu Cheng immediately looked down at his pants. He was not as tall as Liu Yao, so the length of his pants was not suitable. Usually he would roll them up and put them into his boots, which made his boots bulge and uncomfortable. Now that he had rolled up his pants and put them into his boots, they fit perfectly. "Oh, it's that old woman in the army. She helped us alter many of our clothes."

"Why haven't you left yet?" Liu Yao's murderous eyes flew over again.