The Prodigal Son

The reflection in the water showed a disheveled head, like a beggar, completely devoid of energy and spirit.

Even though it's not clear, you can tell how haggard her face is just from the reflection.

Qin Yu stared blankly at his reflection in the water.

Is this... still the same spirited and ambitious person I used to be?

I used to think that things like aging overnight were a bit of a fantasy.

How different am I from someone who has aged overnight?

"If you can't figure it out, then don't think about it. Why do you have to try to see through others?"

"Yan Wujiu is one of the three great generals of Yan. If you've seen through every move he makes, why is he still fighting? He might as well just surrender!"

"If I were Yan Wujiu, I'd just make a random arrangement, not even knowing what I was trying to do myself. Let's see how you guess it!"

Nan Que'er was a little angry, and her voice rose considerably.

Isn't he going mad with demonic possession?

If he can discern the enemy's intentions the moment they make a move, then he should be called the greatest general in the world!

Even though you can't figure it out, you insist on arguing with yourself!

Isn't this just torturing yourself?

If everyone were like him, always trying to anticipate the enemy's moves, they would exhaust themselves before the battle even begins!

Looking at Nan Que'er, who was both angry and worried, Qin Yu was speechless.

I have indeed become more cautious and suspicious, and not as decisive as before.

Just as Monk Dong said.

Even if I understand what mental state issues are and I understand the principles that Monk Dong talked about, I still can't control my wild thoughts.

They always wanted to anticipate the enemy's moves and see through all of the enemy's plans.

In the end, he didn't see anything and even made himself neurotic.

The more one acts in this way, the more cautious one will become.

Yan Wujiu made even the slightest move, and I racked my brains to figure it out, afraid of falling into Yan Wujiu's trap.

In the end, he didn't even dare to fight when there were one or two thousand enemy soldiers in front of him.

Before engaging in battle, one must first consider what traps the enemy might have prepared.

If you encounter a fleeting opportunity, you simply won't be able to seize it.

"call……"

Qin Yu exhaled a breath of stale air, squatted down, and scooped up two handfuls of water to wipe his face.

The cold water splashed on his face, and Qin Yu, who was feeling somewhat dazed, suddenly felt much more awake.

Seeing him like this, Nan Que'er felt a pang of sadness. She knelt down and gently patted his back, softly saying, "Don't put too much pressure on yourself. Who can predict everything in this world?"

"To say something unlucky, even if you lose the battle, so what?"

"Emperor Xiaowu suffered defeats, what are you afraid of?"

Qin Yu shook his head, about to speak, when Yuan Dingguo strode over.

Seeing Qin Yu's appearance, Yuan Dingguo was also startled.

While Yuan Dingguo was lost in thought, Qin Yu looked up and asked, "What is it?"

Yuan Dingguo snapped out of his daze and replied, "I just received news from the scouts that the three Yan armies met up in Luzhou Prefecture last night and are breaching the city walls."

"What the heck?"

Qin Yu suddenly stood up. "Climb...climb the city wall?"

"They must have started tearing down the city wall last night, and by this morning they had already torn down a large section! All the bricks and stones they removed have been used to fill the moat."

Yuan Dingguo answered, then looked at Qin Yu with a puzzled expression: "Commander Qin, what's wrong with you?"

Qin Yu chuckled self-deprecatingly, "I spent the entire last night thinking about Yan Wujiu's motives and purposes!"

Screw him!

Demolish the city walls?

All that thinking turned out to be Yan Wujiu's real purpose?

Who the hell could have come up with this?

But all he did was breach the city wall; he didn't send out any soldiers!

Damn it!

He even suspected that Yan Wujiu was deliberately messing with his mentality!

"what?"

Yuan Dingguo was dumbfounded, and at the same time, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

You've been thinking about this all night?

……

In just one day, Yan Li received a letter from Yan Wujiu.

In addition to explaining the pros and cons to him, Yan Wujiu also made a suggestion.

If it is decided to let the Northern Qi army in, then Suhe Baoyin is ordered to transfer about 30,000 elite troops to Yuanzhou in batches.

When he traveled to Yuanzhou years ago, he unexpectedly discovered a hidden mountain path in the northwest of Yuanzhou that could cross the upper reaches of the Panjiang River during the dry season and go directly to Muzhou!

If the Northern Qi forces are indeed depleted, then order the 30,000 elite troops to secretly enter Muzhou from there and launch a surprise attack on Panshan Pass, trapping the Northern Qi and beating them.

Suhe Baoyin and Bei Qi are mortal enemies, so he would definitely be happy to do this.

Yan Wujiu repeatedly emphasized that if this were to be done, troops must be deployed in batches to avoid attracting the attention of Bei Qi.

Looking at the contents of the letter, Yan Li couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions.

There are some things he understands all too well!

But the Yan state at present doesn't have much of a choice at all!

Moreover, he knew in his heart that if they turned around and bit Bei Qi again, they would probably have to face a joint attack from Bei Qi and Ning Guo!

When that time comes, the Yan state will surely perish, and will not even have the right to remain in a remote corner!

They're gambling!

After Beiqi and Ningguo suffer heavy losses, they can launch another attack on Yanguo. Yanguo can then seize the limited time to try and recover its strength.

He was also betting that Beiqi and Ningguo were mortal enemies and would not form an alliance, so he lowered his guard against each other and mobilized his elite border troops to attack Yan.

After sitting alone for a long time, Yan Li weighed the matter carefully and finally took the letter to the Yan Emperor's palace.

A few days ago, upon learning of Zong Bi's death in battle, the Yan Emperor, knowing that the fall of Panshi Fortress was only a matter of time, vomited blood again, and his condition worsened once more.

He originally wanted Emperor Yan to rest and recuperate in peace, but he really couldn't make up his mind about this matter and had to ask Emperor Yan for his opinion.

Upon arriving at Emperor Yan's palace, Yan Li did not rush inside. Instead, he whispered to Wei Jin, who was attending to the emperor, "Is Father feeling better today?"

Wei Jin, with a pained expression, replied in a low voice, "It's a little better, but His Majesty's complexion is still very poor, and he coughs frequently with blood in his phlegm..."

Yan Li's heart tightened, and she pressed for an answer: "What did the imperial physician say?"

Wei Jin said sorrowfully, "The imperial physician said that His Majesty most likely coughed up blood, damaging his lung vessels, which is why he coughs so often. The imperial physician can't cure him; he can only let him rest slowly..."

Hearing Wei Jin's words, Yan Li became even more worried.

He even considered turning around and leaving, so as not to disturb his father.

However, this fact is just too big!

This is a matter of life and death for the State of Yan.

He really couldn't make up his mind!

He couldn't discuss such confidential matters with the ministers in the court.

If any minister were to defect to the enemy and leak this information, they might not even have a chance to gamble anymore!

After a long silence, Yan Li finally made up his mind and sighed, "I have something I must discuss with Father Emperor. Go and inform him!"

Wei Jin's heart skipped a beat, and she tentatively asked, "Your Highness, if I may be so bold as to ask, is this good news or bad news?"

During this period, bad news kept coming from the Yan Kingdom.

The Yan Emperor also suffered setbacks time and time again.

If a few more pieces of bad news come, he'll be so angry he'll die.

It's not a good thing, but it's not a bad thing either.

Yan Li replied, "I'm just a little conflicted and need to ask my father's opinion."

"That's good, that's good..."

Wei Jin was slightly relieved. "Your Highness, please wait a moment. This servant will go and inform them immediately."

After saying that, Wei Jin quickly entered the palace.