The prince is more stable

Chapter 458 Similar Views

For Yelu Chun, this expedition was simply the biggest nightmare of his life. Several times, Yelu Chun couldn't help pinching his thighs, hoping to wake up quickly.

The source of the nightmare was the young Crown Prince behind him. His Majesty appointed him as deputy commander to accompany the army to war, which was also the biggest mistake he made in his life.

Originally, the relationship between Yelu Chun and Yelu Yanxi was good. Yelu Chun could be said to have watched Yelu Yanxi grow up. In the entire Yelu royal family, Yelu Chun was the uncle who loved him the most.

However, as the uncle and nephew led their troops to war, their relationship gradually changed.

A shrewd and famous general of the Liao Dynasty and a young and arrogant grandson of the emperor. After the uncle and nephew started a business together, they found that their values ​​were so different that they could not talk to each other at all.

This incident also teaches the world a lesson: from military and national affairs to business transactions, never form a partnership with others because of personal feelings, as it will most likely fail.

Yelu Chun is very regretful now. If he had known the outcome today, he would never have agreed to lead the army to war, even if it meant dismissal from office. Even if he had to go to war, he would never have agreed to let this prodigal son be his deputy commander.

In the Song-Liao War, the Liao army was defeated miserably, and more than 90% of the reason was due to Yelu Yanxi.

Defeat, capture, trade, release...

Yelu Yanxi has been through the most humiliating things in his life these days, and Yelu Chun couldn't understand why he was still alive.

Not only was Yelu Yanxi alive, but he also made suggestions, especially acting as an outsider and pointing out that Yelu Chun was about to return to Beijing to be punished.

No matter how calm Yelu Chun was, he couldn't hold back his temper at this moment.

Turning around suddenly, Yelu Chun exuded a violent aura, like an enraged tiger, staring at Yelu Yanxi with cold eyes, as if he had locked onto a weak and suicidal prey.

Yelu Yanxi was frightened by his eyes. No one was restraining him, but for some reason he couldn't move. It was as if he was being stared at by a tiger. He couldn't escape even if he wanted to, and his legs were weak.

"Uncle Wang, you..."

Yelu Chun said coldly, "Your Highness, after returning to the capital, if Your Majesty punishes me, I will admit my guilt! If Your Highness has any sense of shame, you should know the source of my crime."

Yelu Yanxi opened his mouth and his face gradually turned pale.

"Your Highness, don't you know why I hastily launched a decisive battle against the Song army? Don't you know why the Feihu Army was surrendered to the Song army? Don't you know how much effort and risk I took to save you?"

"Your Highness, please do not forget that you were captured by the Song army, a fact that has been kept secret from His Majesty to this day. I understand that you are now pretending to be an outsider and commenting on the war between the two armies, but you can only forget this matter verbally. Do not assume that it never happened."

These words made Yelu Yanxi break out in a cold sweat, turn pale, and hang his head in silence.

Yelu Chun closed his eyes and sighed, "The future of the Liao Dynasty is in your hands. Your Highness, if you behave like this, how can Your Majesty be assured, and how can your subjects be loyal to you? I beg Your Highness to reflect on yourself."

Yelu Yanxi's face changed several times, sometimes blue, sometimes red, and kept changing.

After a long while, Yelu Yanxi bowed deeply to him, lowered his head and said, "Uncle Wang, please forgive me. I will learn from your teachings."

"I'm deeply grateful to my uncle for his generosity in rescuing me after I was captured. If it weren't for your help, I'd still be a prisoner of the Song State, and I, the Crown Prince, would have been deposed long ago. Everything I have today is thanks to you. From now on, I'll obey your orders and stop burdening you."

Yelu Chun's expression shifted slightly, but he finally sighed and said, "That's great. The Liao Dynasty still has a chance of survival."

Yelu Yanxi was silent for a moment, then continued, "I would like to ask my uncle to continue to help keep my nephew's capture a secret. This matter is too serious. If His Majesty knew about it, he would probably be furious. You and I will..."

Having said this, Yelu Yanxi did not continue speaking, but his meaning was very clear.

If the truth comes out, neither of us will be well.

Yelu Chun glanced at him and said, "You don't need to tell me. I have already dealt with everything. Those who should be silenced have been silenced. Your Highness can rest assured."

Yelu Yanxi hesitated and said, "But there must be many people in the Song Kingdom who know that my nephew has been captured, and several people even know my nephew's identity. If they spread the news in the future..."

Yelu Chun sneered, "Empty words are useless. Song is an enemy nation, how can you trust their words? As long as you're safe and sound in Shangjing, any rumors the Song State spreads against you will be lies and will be refuted on their own."

Yelu Yanxi breathed a sigh of relief and smiled easily: "Nephew, I understand. Thank you, Uncle Wang."

After a chat, the conflicts that had accumulated between the uncle and nephew for many days seemed to have dissipated a lot.

The more important factor is that both of them are very clear that they are now grasshoppers tied to the same rope. After being captured, their interests have been deeply tied together.

Looking up at the Feihu Army on the other side, Yelu Chun said calmly, "If we send troops now, the chances of success are slim. The Song army is in high spirits and is at their most defensive against our Liao army. The slightest sign of trouble from our army will have the Song army ready."

"Don't we have heavy cavalry?"

Yelu Chun smiled and said, "Heavy cavalry are not necessarily invincible under a volley of firearms. Besides, there are only about 2,000 heavy cavalry, which is not enough. We only have one chance left, and I must not make any mistakes this time."

"I will wait until the Song army gradually becomes paralyzed and relaxed, and then I will strike back at the other side with a thunderous strike!"

"I don't believe that Zhao Xiaoqian can live his entire life without losing a battle!"

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Yelu Chun was, after all, an ancient man with his limitations. What he didn't anticipate was that the outcome of the Song-Liao conflict wasn't determined by Zhao Xiaoqian alone, but by the era-leading civilization he brought with him.

In the age of cold weapons, barbarism can often easily destroy a civilization.

But in the age of hot weapons, civilization will easily crush barbarism, which is the natural law.

Those who often travel through time know how refreshing it would be to go back to ancient times, armed with ten machine guns with unlimited ammunition, and fire at the enemy's vast army.

The Dragon Guard Camp under Zhao Xiaoqian actually had a similar effect.

Three days later, there was still no movement from the Liao army on the other side.

Zhao Xiaoqian felt that he could not wait passively any longer. He was still young and growing. He could not waste his time with an old man in his forties. His whole life passed in the blink of an eye.

But after Zhao Xiaoqian closed his eyes, he still hoped to open them the next day.

"Pass the order down. In the Bingmasi, whether it is the government offices, the camp or the houses, reduce the lights by half tonight, and reduce them by half again tomorrow night." Zhao Xiaoqian gave the order.

Zhong Jianzhong was puzzled: "Turn off the lights? Your Highness, what are you doing..."

Zhao Xiaoqian blinked and said, "Let Yelu Chun across the way see that our Song army sleeps soundly every night."

Zhong Jianzhong suddenly realized: "A strategy to lure the enemy?"

"Don't get your hopes up too much. Stay calm. Even if we can't lure the enemy, turning off the lights every night is at least better for the environment. Besides, darkness does help with sleep. We haven't lost anything."

Zhong Jianzhong laughed and said, "Your Highness is a genius. Yelu Chun on the other side is probably waiting for our troops to become paralyzed and relax. By reducing the lights every night, he is telling him that we have indeed relaxed. Now is the perfect time for a surprise attack. I don't believe Yelu Chun won't send out his troops."

Zhao Xiaoqian's cheeks twitched as he murmured, "I've never understood why martial arts masters always shout out the names of their moves when fighting, fearing their enemies wouldn't know how powerful their moves are... I really didn't understand it, and I still don't understand it now."

Really, when I watched old Hong Kong movies in the 1980s in my previous life, "monkey stealing peaches" would be shouted out loud, making it difficult for people to tell whether this move was despicable or aboveboard.

The image of Zhang Sanfeng, played by the Kung Fu Emperor in my previous life, suddenly appeared in my mind. He threw a palm in the air and shouted, "Use the force!"

It's exciting, but a bit childish.

The same is probably true of Zhong Jianzhong in front of you. Regardless of whether his idea is good or not, you have to analyze and summarize his idea in depth like a sports commentator.

It feels like meeting an elder you don't know well during the Chinese New Year, and the elder insists that you perform a show in public or read an English text aloud...

Then the elders would comment on the performance or recitation with satisfaction and give them a score.

The study of child psychology shadow is clearly understood by the elders.

I just want to ask you if it’s embarrassing.

"Also, withdraw half of the soldiers from the military headquarters and the patrols outside the main camp. Let everyone relax a little and be a little lazy. It would be best if everyone looked arrogant and proud. Light a bonfire every night in the main camp and let everyone sing and dance..."

"In short, let the other side clearly see that after our Song army acquired the Feihu Military Command, they became complacent, paralyzed, and slack. They are exactly the right size to be beaten..."

Zhong Jianzhong smiled knowingly, "I understand. Your Highness the Prince's intention is to employ both the strategy of mistrusting the enemy and underestimating them. It may seem that our soldiers are paralyzed, but in fact, they are the ones who are paralyzed..."

Zhao Xiaoqian couldn't help but say, "Fuck you...Okay, stop. You don't need to do any reading comprehension. I know what I mean better than you do."

That night, the lights and patrolling soldiers of Feihu Bingmasi were indeed half as many as in the previous few days.

If you don’t get close during the day, you might not be able to see it, but at night, the number of lights on the other side is too conspicuous.

That night, the Liao army on the opposite bank remained motionless.

I have to say that this old fox Yelu Chun is really patient.

On the second night, which was the fifth day after the Song army captured the Feihu Bingmasi, a Longwei Battalion of about 10,000 soldiers quietly left the camp from the south.

After circling the Bingmasi for a long time, this 10,000-strong army marched silently to the west. After marching for thirty miles, they quietly ambushed five miles away from the upper reaches of the Juma River.

The sixth day of seizing Feihu Bingmasi.

A Liao army of about 20,000 people mysteriously appeared in the upper reaches of the Juma River, west of the Feihu Bingmasi.

No one knew how this Liao army of 20,000 people appeared and how they crossed the river without anyone noticing. They appeared mysteriously like an invisible ghost, forty miles west of Feihu Bingmasi.

What was even more bizarre was that thirty miles to the west, the Song army's Longwei Camp, numbering about 10,000 soldiers, had already laid an ambush.

No one expected the direction of the other side's troops, but they strangely chose the upper reaches of the Juma River at the same time. The two armies were about to meet and collide.

(End of this chapter)