The Prodigal Son

"Qin Yu, you scoundrel! I swear I will never let you live under the same sky!"

In the dead of night, a grief-stricken roar echoed through the General's Mansion at Qixia Pass.

Tu Hui was awakened by Liang Jingzhe's angry roar. Rubbing his eyes, he cursed irritably, "That bastard, what's wrong with him in the middle of the night? Did Qin Yu dig up his family's ancestral graves or sleep with his mother?"

Tu Hui has been dissatisfied with Liang Jingzhe ever since the last conflict.

If it weren't for the fact that Chu still had troops on Min's side, he would have found an opportunity to kill that bastard Liang Jingzhe long ago.

"Knock knock..."

Just then, there was a rapid knocking on the door.

Who is it?

Tu Hui asked impatiently.

"General, something terrible has happened! Something horrific has happened..."

An urgent voice came from outside the door.

Ok?

Has something big happened again?

Qin Yu has come to kill us?

Tu Hui jolted awake, all sleepiness instantly gone. He hurriedly put on his shoes, ran to open the door, and asked hastily, "What happened?"

The guard's face turned pale. "A serious mutiny broke out in the camp during the night among the troops retreating from Dongyuan. More than 20,000 men were killed, and less than 4,000 survived..."

"What?"

Tu Hui's expression changed drastically. He stared blankly at his personal guard. "Is what you're saying... true?"

A whistle!

This... led to a mutiny?

waste!

What on earth are these useless people doing?

"Why isn't it real?!"

The guard pointed outside, "General, listen! That bastard Liang Jingzhe is almost insane! I heard that after receiving this news, Liang Jingzhe was so angry that he vomited blood on the spot..."

As they spoke, Liang Jingzhe's angry roars continued unabated.

However, Tu Hui felt no sense of schadenfreude.

Although he was very dissatisfied with Liang Jingzhe, he dared to swear to God that he absolutely did not want anything to happen to those more than 20,000 men.

They were already short-handed, and losing so many men was undoubtedly adding insult to injury.

The key point is that the news of the riots spread, which was undoubtedly a huge blow to their morale!

After trying to calm himself down, Tu Hui quickly returned to his room, dressed in a few quick moves, and hurried outside.

When he arrived at Liang Jingzhe's room, a conspicuous pool of blood came into his view as soon as he reached the door.

Liang Jingzhe leaned on a chair in the room, his eyes were frighteningly red, and even his facial features were distorted by immense anger.

Liang Jingzhe stared intently at Tu Hui, who had just entered, with bloodshot eyes, and asked through gritted teeth, "Are you here to see me make a fool of myself?"

"I'll laugh at your mother!"

Tu Hui, his face dark with anger, cursed loudly and asked, panting heavily, "I'm asking you, how many soldiers does my Min Kingdom have left?"

Do you think this question is still relevant?

Liang Jingzhe gave a bitter smile, looking at Tu Hui as if he were an idiot.

There were fewer than four thousand people left in total, including many seriously injured.

With only a few thousand terrified soldiers remaining, it was no different from the entire army being wiped out.

Tu Hui paused slightly, then asked resentfully, "How could such a riot have happened? What on earth was that bastard Song Ling doing?"

Liang Jingzhe didn't answer, but instead pointed indignantly to the messenger standing to the side and said weakly, "Ask him..."

After saying that, Liang Jingzhe slumped down.

All his energy and spirit seemed to have been drained away at that moment, leaving only an empty shell.

They were once fearsome hunters, but now they are wounded beasts waiting to die!

Tu Hui immediately cast an inquiring glance at the messenger.

When the messenger told Tu Hui the whole story, Tu Hui felt his blood surging and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

A few skilled enemy soldiers caused such a large-scale mutiny in their camp.

shame!

This is absolutely their greatest humiliation since the start of the war!

Qin Yu is probably hiding somewhere, secretly laughing right now.

After forcibly calming his surging blood pressure, Tu Hui, his face ashen, asked Liang Jingzhe, "What should we do next?"

"What else do you think we can do?"

Liang Jingzhe asked weakly.

"How the hell should I know?"

Tu Hui erupted, roaring in frustration, "If you had taken Dongyuan earlier, this wouldn't have happened!"

They could have easily taken Dongyuan!

Even if they retreated immediately after capturing Dongyuan, their morale wouldn't be so low as to cause a mutiny!

All of this is because of that bastard Liang Jingzhe's wrong order!

Faced with Tu Hui's roar, Liang Jingzhe had no way to refute him.

Looking back now, I realize that my initial orders were indeed problematic.

The meat was practically in your mouth, and you fucking threw it away. How could morale not drop?

If he had to choose again, he would definitely order Song Ling to capture Dongyuan as quickly as possible, celebrate the victory of all the soldiers in Dongyuan, and then retreat.

In that case, there might not have been a mutiny.

But now, no matter how much he regrets it, it's too late!

After a long while, Liang Jingzhe finally said, looking exhausted, "Let's block news of Song Ling's troops and prepare for a retreat!"

Now, I just hope that the news of a large-scale uprising in Song Ling's troops will not spread.

Otherwise, morale in the army would inevitably plummet.

Before the enemy forces even arrive in force, the soldiers of Yuyang and Qixia Pass are likely to begin mutiny.

If it comes to a last resort, Yu Wu will have to cross the Qujiang River in a small boat.

Tu Hui glanced at the dejected Liang Jingzhe, hesitated for a long time, and then swallowed back the curses he was about to utter.

Even if Liang Jingzhe were to die now, it would be of no use!

After giving Liang Jingzhe a resentful look, Tu Hui quickly left.

retreat!

We must hurry and organize a retreat!

"etc!"

Liang Jingzhe suddenly called out to Tu Hui.

"Speak your mind, or shut up!"

Tu Hui was extremely frustrated and roared rudely, "Stop acting like you can't poop!"

Liang Jingzhe, too lazy to argue with Tu Hui, let out a long sigh and said quietly, "If there are any extra troops, send them to the north end of Sanli Bridge! Now, Qin Yu only has two directions to go: either join forces with the main Ning army to attack Huang Dengxing's retreating troops, or he can cross Sanli Bridge and join forces with the troops he is deploying at the south end of Sanli Bridge..."

He originally thought that even if Qin Yu was very powerful, it would take him some time to wipe out Song Ling's troops.

In this way, they could buy enough time for the 20,000 Chu troops who were attacking from Yuwang Pass.

But now, Song Ling's troops are completely unreliable.

If Qin Yu quickly returns to reinforce the enemy forces at the south end of Sanliqiao, given Qin Yu's cunning, their 20,000 troops might not be able to break through the defenses at the south end of Sanliqiao.

Anyway, if it were him, he would definitely choose the latter.

In his eyes, Huang Dengxing's troops were already in Ning's hands.

Qin Yu no longer needed to join forces with the main force of the Ning army to attack a group of defeated soldiers!

If Qin Yu and his forces can eliminate the last 20,000 troops of Chu and trap them on the north bank of the Qujiang River, they will have won a complete victory!

He believed that Qin Yu should also understand what he understood.

Hearing Liang Jingzhe's words, Tu Hui's anger flared up instantly. "At this time, where am I supposed to find soldiers? The entire Yuyang and Qixia Pass combined can't even muster 15,000 men..."

Moreover, Qixia Pass is dozens of miles away from Sanli Bridge.

By the time they mustered their troops and arrived at Sanliqiao, it was too late!

Liang Jingzhe paused slightly, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes. "Then only two choices remain!"