The Young Master Is Fierce Chapter 939: Doubtful

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February 18th of the third year of Tiande.

Cangxi Plain.

The falling spring rain at dusk is boundless.

In the residence of the general of the southern frontier army of the Yu Dynasty, Yu Wenwen and Yu Chunqiu sat opposite each other in the study, but they did not sit and talk.

Yu Chunqiu was worried, "Your Majesty, I have thought carefully about it these days. Although Fu Xiaoguan has gone to sea, and although only the Fourth Army of the Wu Dynasty is conducting daily training on the Huazhong Plain, according to Fu Xiaoguan's plan... will he... Is it a trap set deliberately? ”

Yu Wendao smiled and said, "Uncle Emperor, Fu Xiaoguan is not a god. He relies on Tianji Pavilion to master the world's intelligence. Now I can tell you that Zhou Tongtong...he has rebelled."

Yu Chunqiu was startled, "Is this news accurate?"

"Of course, otherwise with the military strength of the Wu Dynasty, if he had known about the Spring Thunder Plan earlier, he would have sent troops to counterattack long ago, and how would he have given us time to prepare calmly."

"Uncle Emperor, this is not important now, the overall situation has been decided..." He suddenly raised his head and pointed at the calligraphy hanging in the study room, "Is this calligraphy written by Princess Peng? I remember seeing it when I was a child. Princess Guo Peng's handwriting is majestic and powerful, just like her sword."

"By the way, this poem was probably also written by Princess Peng, right?"

Yu Chunqiu was silent for a moment, "This poem was written by Fu Xiaoguan when he passed by this place when he went to Wu Dynasty to attend a literary meeting."

Yu Wendao nodded, "I think it must have been written by him. He is the world's greatest literary master. Apart from him, I can't think of anyone else who can write such words."

"Eight hundred miles apart, I will burn under my command,

The sound of fifty strings turning outside the wall,

The battlefield is full of troops!

The horse is flying fast, and the bow is like a thunderbolt.

Finish the affairs of the king and the world,

Win a reputation during and after death,

Why fear white happening! ”

"What a great poem! This poem should be left in the first column of the stone A of Thousand Steles and be admired by the world!"

Yu Chunqiu couldn't figure it out. The emperor came all the way here, and the war was about to break out. Instead of talking about military affairs, he praised Fu Xiaoguan here... Is he so sure that the overall situation has been decided?

Yu Wenwen withdrew his gaze, "Uncle Emperor, do you think this is what my brother-in-law really thought back then? To end the affairs of the king and win the world, and to win a reputation both before and after him, did he really think so? ?"

Yu Chunqiu took a deep breath, "At that time, Fu Xiaoguan had just emerged in Jinling. He didn't know his life experience yet. I thought, maybe that's what he really thought."

Yu Wenwen nodded slightly, "I think that should be the case. At that time in Jinling, I often went to drink with him, and we had a lot of fun and even cherished each other."

"I didn't expect to become emperor at that time. Speaking of which, Fu Xiaoguan and I have something in common."

"As for him, he wants to be a small landowner in Linjiang. As for me, I just want to open the **** agency of Qingfeng Xiaoyulou to the whole world."

"Say, if he and I were not emperors, and he was his little landowner and I was the landlord of my Qingfeng Xiaoyu Building, would we still be able to drink and chat together and talk about spring flowers and autumn moon?"

Yu Chunqiu frowned. His Majesty is a little sentimental!

But he is not such a person!

Is he remembering the past?

"Your Majesty, those who are accustomed to seeing the scenery from the top of the mountain will rarely look at the decaying grass on the mountainside again... I'm afraid you won't be able to go back to the past."

"Yes..." Yu Wendao stood up and came to the front of the poem with his hands behind his back. He looked at the poem for a long time before he seemed to say with certainty: "We can't go back. Once upon a time! ”

After ten breaths, he said again: "Eight hundred miles away, the soldiers under my command are burning, the sound of fifty-stringed strings rolling outside the Great Wall, and the soldiers are ready for the battlefield! This guy had such spirit back then, I really underestimated him. So this I will fight him in one fight!"

"My order!"

Yu Chunqiu suddenly stood up and bowed his hands in a salute: "I, Yu Chunqiu, listen to your order!"

"I order you to quickly lead 300,000 southern frontier troops into the Qishan Corridor, and upon arriving at the Huazhong Plain, camp on the spot, waiting for the Tiance Army to move south!"

"Your Majesty...! I am your Majesty's minister. Naturally, I dare not resist or be disrespectful, but I must say something to Your Majesty."

Yu Wenwen frowned, "Just tell me."

"If you want to win this battle, you must mobilize the entire country's troops! I take orders to go to the Huazhong Plain, but please stay here and call the other three border troops to assemble before fighting, otherwise..."

"What would happen otherwise?"

Yu Chunqiu clasped his fists and bowed, "Isn't it because I have the prestige of my enemy? Mrs. Chenna once told me that when fighting against Fu Xiaoguan, we must go head-to-head and defeat his troops head-on, otherwise all conspiracies and tricks will be useless!"

Yu Wenwen slowly turned around, looked at Yu Chunqiu, and asked: "Fan's 300,000-strong army, I have 300,000 Tiance troops and your 300,000 border troops, not counting Yi's 100,000 troops. Ten thousand soldiers, this is an army of nine hundred thousand!"

"Fu Xiaoguan's First Army is in the Chilechuan Autonomous Region, and there are only 100,000 people in the Fourth Army in Huazhong Plain. Even if he transferred the Third Army stationed in Siyang County, plus the Second Army, it would still be no more than 100,000 people. Three hundred thousand people.”

"Uncle Emperor, an army of 900,000 people versus 300,000 people... Everyone uses flintlock guns. This war is different from the Southwest War. What's more, Fu Xiaoguan has already gone to sea, and his 300,000 people still need Divide it into two battlefields... Just follow your orders, I won't argue with you."

Yu Chunqiu opened his mouth. He really wanted to say that although your 300,000 Tiance Army learned the training methods of the Divine Sword Army, they have never actually been on the battlefield!

Although many of Fu Xiaoguan's troops have never been on the battlefield, they all know martial arts!

Can this combat power be compared?

The advantage now is that Fu Xiaoguan has gone to sea, but is this his confidence? Or was it a suspicion he deliberately set up?

Another advantage is that Fan State's 300,000 troops landed from Hexi Prefecture to contain the Wu Dynasty army, but how long can such containment last?

Fu Xiaoguan used 130,000 divine sword troops to defeat 500,000 desert troops in the battlefield of the desert country in half a day. If it had happened in the past, no one would have believed it, but that is a living fact.

Is this a moth flying into a flame?

Yu Chunqiu doesn’t know.

He feels very lucky now that his wife Peng Yuyan went to Chilechuan with her three children.

He no longer has any worries. If it were a pity, it would be a pity for the lives of these 300,000 frontier soldiers.

"My lord, take the order! My lord, when will we set off?"

"You will set off early tomorrow morning."

The next day, the spring rain stopped, and a thin fog began to appear on the Cangxi Plain.

In this morning mist, Yu Chunqiu completed his mission, took several days of food and grass, and personally led the army towards the border town.

At a place that was still more than 800 miles away from here, Peng Yuyan was very anxious as he rode his horse and raised his whip.

Her horse fell.

She is running.

Her shoes are gone.

She is still running.

She ran to a post station, this was Jiangnan Road, where she wanted to grab a horse, but she didn't expect to meet someone.

She is Shang Ruoshui.

"The Queen Mother..."

"Princess?"

"Where are the Queen Mother... going?"

Shang Ruoshui smiled calmly, "Are you going to Linjiang?"

"I have to go to the southern frontier. No, isn't the Wu Dynasty and the Yu Dynasty about to fight? What are you doing in Linjiang?"