Zhao Chen's life in the past month was really not good. He was on tenterhooks, even a little scared, because he was facing a situation that he had never experienced before.
On the one hand, there was a ceasefire in the Fengjiang direction where he was responsible for attacking. It was a good thing for him that the frontline troops began to rest, but the railway was like a fishbone lying across the place where he would attack in the future.
This is like a huge vase placed on the battlefield. Both warring parties must ensure that the vase will not break, otherwise no one will be responsible.
Such strange attack conditions made Zhao Chen feel stuck in his throat. He had been making a fuss around this railway, hoping to make the most of this "invincible" link.
Sadly, due to the greedy nature of the people below, the frontline troops are now in a very bad state. They are called rest but are actually degenerate, and their combat effectiveness has dropped sharply.
As the commander, Zhao Chen wanted to manage it, but he couldn't move any of his subordinates. They all had connections or backgrounds.
It happened that this was a particularly sensitive period, and as the commander-in-chief, it was really hard for him to directly deal with those corrupt worms.
Why not take action directly? This brings us to the second thing that gave Zhao Chen a headache: His Majesty the Emperor was injured!
Zhao Kai's injury itself was not a big deal, but the prince Zhao Jili was so stunned that he didn't know what to think and rushed back to the imperial capital.
This was tantamount to poking a hornet's nest. Zhao Kai was furious, placed Zhao Ji under house arrest, and even started discussing the abolition of the reserve in the court.
Suddenly the court became unstable, and the princes who had no chance at all became active one after another. All of a sudden, these rats were jumping up and down, making the entire court of the Great China Empire a mess.
If this thing had happened a year earlier, the officials might have cheered: Zhao Kai deposed Zhao Ji, and then everyone was relieved that Zhao Yu came to power. Everyone was happy. The Tang Empire had no excuse. At least the Great China Empire was still alive. I can survive for another three to five years.
But now Zhao Yu has become a Fengjiang rebel. If Zhao Ji falls again, all that will be left will be a pile of mud that cannot hold up the wall. In order to expect these princes who have failed to succeed and failed to succeed to inherit the throne, it is better for everyone to just disband.
What time is it now? There is a powerful Qin in the west who is eyeing it, and in the east there is the Tang Empire that is coveting it. If someone with some brains can change his mind, he might still be able to persevere, but if he finds someone who is a little bit stupider, the Great China Empire will be destroyed in half a year.
The court was in chaos. The prime minister asked for the emperor's approval to resign, and the prince Zhao Ji was placed under house arrest. His majesty, the emperor, can only lie in bed to recuperate...
In this case, your frontline commander replaced the confidants of Zhao Kai and Zhao Ji, father and son, in the army. What on earth did you want to do?
Zhao Chen didn't know what he wanted to do. He only knew that if he really wanted to kill those emperor's confidants, he would definitely be labeled as a rebel prince.
The third thing is also very interesting. Because of the chaos in the rear, the amount of supplies has really entered a random mode: if the Ministry of War Shen Chuan intervenes, then there will be more supplies, and if Shen Shangshu does not intervene, then the supplies will be pitiful.
Under such circumstances, it was very difficult to keep the troops from defecting, and Zhao Chen had no control over the corruption of the troops.
As soon as the ceasefire treaty expired, Zhao Chen hurriedly began to organize an attack around the southern cities far away from the railway zone. As a result, something went wrong with this attack.
The two divisions deployed in the frontline city surrendered directly. The Dahua troops following these two divisions were divided and surrounded before they could figure out the situation, and then they also surrendered their guns.
That's right, an entire army of more than 70,000 people, including weapons and ammunition, surrendered to the enemy with almost no fighting. This may be the largest unit in history that surrendered directly to the enemy without being surrounded by the enemy.
Under the leadership of this force, some surrounding Dahua troops also began to surrender. These troops even had white flags ready, which is called proficiency.
Immediately after contacting Fengjiang's troops, the Dahua army rushed to surrender: they were afraid that if it was too late, they would be transferred and lose the opportunity to surrender.
"Hello? What do you mean by surrender? Tell me clearly! Tell me clearly? Hello? Hello!" the officer holding the phone asked angrily, but there was no voice in the receiver to answer him.
On the other side of the table, another officer from the Great China Empire was also looking for his troops. The two divisions he commanded were the main force. Before the ceasefire, they were the pacesetters in the offensive. They were very capable trump cards.
But now, someone said that he saw white flags erected on the positions in charge of these two divisions. The phone could not be connected. He was trying to find a way to contact his troops. He did not believe that his troops would surrender to the enemy so simply... …
"Tell me clearly! A regiment's position is gone when it's gone? What do you do for food? Hey! What the hell are you talking about! Bastard!" In the distance, there was an officer who threw the phone receiver down in anger. on board.
The surrounding non-commissioned officers and civilians looked at their superiors in such madness in horror, instinctively feeling that the situation in the battle might not be good. They were right, because many of the positions in Fengjiang City had problems.
Seeing his subordinates busy in a huddle and even starting to lose their composure, Zhao Chen smiled bitterly and walked back to his office.
It's not like he hasn't told these commanders that the people below have frequent private exchanges with Fengjiang, but who of these people will listen to him?
They often used the excuse that the soldiers had no food to eat to fend off Zhao Chen's questions, and even passed the responsibility to the procurement department and transportation department in the rear.
Zhao Chen had no choice, because he had indeed personally checked the supplies of the soldiers. There was nothing to eat, and the quality of the things they needed was extremely poor... If he continued to investigate the smuggling issue, the hungry soldiers might directly They mutinied.
The result is that he cannot control these problems and can only allow them to accumulate little by little and get deep into his bones. Now, the problem has exploded, and no one can do anything but let the situation collapse.
Finally, when the chain reaction began to subside, Zhao Chen discovered that after three months of hard work, almost all of the urban area of Fengjiang that they finally captured was taken back by Fengjiang troops.
Yes, Zhao Chen lost almost all of Fengjiang City... They must fight back now, at least before the bad news is spread back to the imperial capital!
All the generals under Zhao Chen were like lost dogs. They finally realized the seriousness of the problem.
The court itself was already in chaos, and if the news of their frontline defeat spread back, His Majesty the Emperor would be so furious that he might kill a few chickens to scare the remaining monkeys.
"General... no! Your Majesty! Please help me! Please help me!" An officer burst into Zhao Chen's office with a sad face and knelt on the ground. He also knew that he had lost tens of thousands of people and the main defense area in the city. This responsibility was definitely enough to kill someone. So at this moment, he could only come to ask Zhao Chen to give him a way out.
If Zhao Chen really doesn't give him face, then his whole family will probably die. Therefore, the general's kneeling is called skillful, and his kneeling is called crisp.
"Get up! What a panic!" Zhao Chen walked over and wanted to help this poor guy with a snotty face, but before he could help him up, a second person broke in and knelt on the ground.
People rushed in one after another, and everyone knelt on the ground, so Zhao Chen had no idea of helping them up.
So Zhao Chen could only walk back to his seat, look at the senior generals kneeling in front of him, and ask: "Then... what do you want me to do?"
"Your Majesty...you guys, please be brave. Please allow us to perform meritorious service for our crimes. Ten days! No! Five days! We will definitely regain the lost position!" A leading general quickly lowered his head and spoke out what they were thinking. Come.
That's right, their idea is very simple: let's conceal this kind of thing first, and then everyone can regain the lost position, and then we'll talk about it!
But Zhao Chen knew that most of the generals kneeling in front of him did not have many troops in their hands. So he asked out of curiosity, hoping to get a reasonable explanation.
As a result, when he heard this, he became even more angry: This group of people planned to borrow people from the follow-up troops: the follow-up troops would go out to fight, and the vacant positions would be empty pay. And if they borrowed troops to fight back, they would only lose a few money at most, but at least their heads would be saved.
Zhao Chen, who was extremely angry and laughed, finally saved face for these people: after all, many of them were Zhao Kai's people. If things really got serious, he, Zhao Chen, could not escape responsibility and would definitely be dealt with by Zhao Kai. So Zhao Chen simply acted badly. It would be good for him or me, and it would be really good for everyone to be good.
The funny thing is yet to come: these generals who are ready to make meritorious deeds go to the rear troops to borrow people, only to find that these rear troops already have a lot of empty pay. The most ruthless local troops cannot even form a battalion of troops in a regiment.
In the end, this plan had to be abandoned. These generals of the Great China Empire shamelessly went to discuss with the Fengjiang defenders behind Zhao Chen's back.
They paid for it, and even used a large part of the materials and arms to pay off their debts, and bought back part of the lost part of Fengjiang City...
You read that right, they paid to buy a part of the city that had been turned into ruins. Then Zhao Chen had to sign the battle report written by them, admitting that in the past two days, the Fengjiang rebels had violently counterattacked, causing huge losses to both sides, and many troops of the Dahua Army suffered heavy losses...
