Outside Jinyang City, people were noisy and horses were neighing. The slogans of the soldiers were shouted back and forth in Di and Chinese. Together with the sound of sword strikes, step waving, and boots hitting the ground, it was earth-shattering. , full of momentum, and Fu Pi's powerful voice chanted the oath to the sky over and over again, praying to the gods of his ancestors and the protection of the heroic spirit of the former king Fu Jian to help the former Qin army win the victory and eliminate the traitor Murong Yong. Kill the ugly slaves of Xianbei.
As these prayers were recited one by one, the cheers of the soldiers could be heard endlessly, and these waves of sound spread to the top of the city. In the fanatical momentum, no one noticed that in a corner of the city wall , a few lonely people, frowning and sighing.
An old man in his fifties was supported by two strong servants. The wind and frost of the years had drawn wrinkles on his face, which had made the three or more long knife marks on his face look less... It was obvious that this man had disheveled hair, a pale face, and a thick bandage on his forehead. He could hardly stand even amidst the thunderous sound. He was not the last famous general of the former Qin Dynasty, who once bravely championed the three armies. Former Imperial Guard General Zhang Hao? But now, he has been tortured by illness and time until he is just a frail old man. Who can imagine that such a dying patient who can't stand still can be the brave general who once dominated the world?
Wang Yong, wearing a general's robe and armor, stood beside Zhang Hao, with an apologetic look on his face: "General Zhang, I'm sorry, I still didn't stop your majesty from sending troops. This time, I'm afraid I will follow your majesty on this last journey." , this should be the last time you and I meet in this life."
Zhang Hao sighed, coughed violently, and a few bright blood splashes appeared on his gray beard. He shook his head: "I should be blamed. Now this old, weak and disabled man can no longer control the army, so he let Fu Zuan spread rumors in the army, which aroused the generals in the army to become angry and wanted to send troops to pacify Yang. If not, why would your Majesty be forced to go to the army himself? "
A young man of seventeen or eighteen years old beside Wang Yong shook his head: "The one who really forced your Majesty to send troops was not Fu Zuan, but Fu Deng. This time, your Majesty will fight regardless of Fu Zuan's instigation or not."
Wang Yong's face darkened: "To suppress evil, don't talk nonsense. This is not the time for you to express your opinions."
Zhang Hao shook his head: "Xue Ming (Wang Yong's word), don't say that. Even Mr. Lu Gong is full of praise for his ability to suppress evil. In recent years, thanks to this little friend's many ingenious ideas, Da Qin can barely To hold on to the crisis, we are in today's situation. His current judgment is still accurate. No one expected that Fu Deng and Yang Ding could make such a big move in Longyou, counterattack Yao Chang, and have great potential to restore Guanzhong , and as the emperor, if His Majesty shrinks in Bingzhou and faces the enemy who killed his father and destroyed the country, and has no courage to fight, it is indeed unjustifiable."
Having said this, Zhang Hao sighed: "If His Majesty could bring Zhen Wei by his side, just like the Xiantian King reused Wang Lugong, how could the army be defeated?"
Wang Zhene sighed: "Even if the eldest father is reborn, this battle will definitely be defeated. The Qin army cannot face the Xianbei cavalry in a field battle. The only way to win is to defend the city. Murong Yong is a thief with tricks. Duan, even the Xiantian King is not his opponent, let alone His Majesty. Originally, if Your Majesty could listen to my advice, abandon the defense of Huozhou Canyon, let the Western Yan army go to Taihang east to Hebei, and let the two thieves fight, then we can achieve long-term peace and stability. Law, but His Majesty still couldn’t let go of his dignity and could not follow this plan until today.”
Wang Yong frowned: "I don't agree with your opinion on this point. If the Xiyan cavalry is allowed to pass through Huozhou Canyon, Murong Yong will be cunning and cunning. He may not be willing to go east to Taihang to compete with Murong Chui. When the time comes, he will turn around. Attack us, we are in danger, and we have a lot of fields for them to plunder, how can we be undefeated?"
Wang Zhene shook his head: "Murong Yong's control over the Xiyan army is his biggest weakness. Xiyan is just a group of Xianbei survivors of the former Yan Dynasty who were moved to Guanzhong. They raised the army just for revenge in troubled times. After the great revenge is avenged, People want to return home. Even Murong Chong, the noble leader of Xiyan, was killed by his subordinates because he refused to return eastward, not to mention Murong Yong, a low-status distant relative. If he dared to act against the wishes of his subordinates, Within a month, he will be attacked and killed by his subordinates."
"After all, there are plains in southern Shanxi. Although the land products are not abundant, they are enough to support the army for a year or two. However, in the central Shanxi plain, the mountains and rivers inside and outside, and large fields are concentrated in the Fen River and the Jin River. As long as the walls are strong and the fields are clear, like Just like guarding Ye City, we will harvest the millet outside, and then let go of the Huozhou Gorge in autumn and winter to lure the Western Swallows to move north. Once their entire army leaves the Shannan Plain, there will be no turning back. We can defend the city for a year and a half without any problem. , then Murong Yong can only be forced to march eastward. As long as our army cuts off his return route, we can let the two thieves fight among themselves, and Bingzhou will have no worries from now on. Taking advantage of the civil war between the two thieves, we can completely eliminate Zhai who is entrenched on both sides of the Yellow River. Ding Ling, when the time comes, we will unite with the Eastern Jin Dynasty in the south, attack the Qiang thieves in the west, join forces with Fu Deng, and the revival of the Qin Dynasty will be just around the corner!"
Zhang Hao sighed: "The plan is a good one, but it's too late to say anything now. If it were ten years ago, when I was strong and influential in the army, if you proposed this plan, I would try my best to convince the generals. Support, but now, I am old. Fu Zuan came from Guanzhong to surrender. He has more than 3,000 warriors. In addition to his clan status, even His Majesty is afraid of him. He talks about avenging the Xiantian King all day long. This cannot be said. Refutation, alas.”
Wang Zhen'e sneered: "If he was really loyal to the Xiantian King, how could he sit back and watch the Xiantian King trapped in Chang'an and die? You have won many victories and won the hearts of the people. He knows that he cannot compete with him, and I am afraid that he will go to Longyou or Lingbei to establish his own rule."
Wang Yong gritted his teeth: "I should have advised your majesty to leave Bingzhou, cross the river into Guanzhong, and join forces with Fu Deng to attack Yao Chang and recapture Guanzhong. To suppress the evil, it's all my father's fault for not listening to you. It's too late to say anything now." As a father, I just want to know, if this battle goes unfavorably, is it possible to retreat and save Jinyang?"
Wang Zhene shook his head: "Fu Zuan is very ambitious. He has tried his best to promote this war and will not leave a chance to Your Majesty. If you can give your Majesty the final advice, please tell him that if he cannot succeed, never return to Jinyang." Otherwise, Fu Zuan will be killed."
