On the second day of the battle, the Mohist army came up with all kinds of strange methods. The Mohist army carried bags of hay and the food that the horses liked on their backs. The moment the bag was opened, the horses spilled fodder onto the ground. The Northern Tribes were already running low on fodder this month. The moment the horses caught a whiff of the fodder, they were immediately killed by the soldiers of the Mo Family. Even if they were not killed, they were immediately knocked out by the medicine in the fodder.
There were also all kinds of strange traps, ropes, spears, crossbows and so on. There were all kinds of things, only those that could not be done were not thought of. These things were obviously made overnight. Although they were not very smooth, they still caused a lot of damage to the Northern Tribes. This day ended with the Northern Tribes retreating back to the city in defeat.
In the Northern Tribes camp, Yelu Ye was once again enraged. Actually, he knew that he could not blame Helian Peng for the loss of today's battle. But under the continuous losses, if he did not give Helian Peng a good scolding, he really did not know how to vent his anger.
Helian Peng did not explain and knelt in the middle of the tent, waiting for Yelu Ye to finish venting his anger.
After venting his anger, Yelu Ye looked at Helian Peng who was kneeling in the tent and felt a little guilty. He frowned and waved his hand, saying, "General Helian, please rise." Helian Peng said in a low voice, "It's all my fault. Seventh Prince, please punish me." Yelu Ye sighed and said, "It's not your fault. The people of the Prince Ding Mansion have always been crafty. We knew that they would come up with such a sinister idea. " The Mohist army coming up with such an idea was probably because they knew that the Northern Tribes were lacking in food.
Helian Peng said, "Your Highness need not worry. Today's method can only be used once. After today, we will not be able to use it again. But I'm afraid that they will come up with other methods. "
Yelu Ye frowned and said, "General Helian, what methods do you have?"
Helian Peng said, "Our previous thinking was not wrong. The Northern Tribes Cavalry had indeed caused a lot of trouble for the Mohist army. Otherwise, they would not have used their own rations to deal with our cavalry. What this general means is that we need to increase our speed and attack the Mohist army even more fiercely, so that they won't be able to cope. "
Yelu Ye pondered for a moment, then said, "Fine, we'll do as you say."
"Your Highness, an envoy from the palace wishes to see you," reported the guard outside the tent. Yelu Ye and Helian Peng exchanged a glance. Yelu Ye frowned, "The royal court's messenger, at this time … why would Royal Father send someone here …"
Helian Peng said in a deep voice, "Your Highness, for His Majesty to send an envoy here at this time, if it isn't to reward Your Highness, then I'm afraid … the situation is far from good." However, everyone knew that the Northern Tribes were in a disadvantageous position right now. The Northern Tribes army had been losing battle after battle. It was hard to believe that this was a reward. Yelu Ye also knew this in his heart. He nodded and ordered, "Go invite Uncle over." Helian Peng replied in a deep voice, "Yes."
Not long after, Helian Zhen and Helian Peng entered the tent. The royal court's messenger had just arrived. That person stood in the tent and looked respectfully at Yelu Ye. However, Helian Zhen and Helian Peng's hearts sank. This person was Yelu Hong's man. At this time, the Northern Tribes' messenger was from the Crown Prince's faction. The meaning of this was self-evident.
The messenger glanced at Helian Zhen and Helian Peng and smiled, "Your Highness, may I read the King's edict now?"
Yelu Ye's face darkened as he nodded and said, "Messenger, please."
The messenger did not mind his coldness. He took out a roll of yellow cloth and unfolded it. He recited in a long voice, "The King's Edict: The Seventh Prince has led his army here, but has been defeated repeatedly, and has lost soldiers and generals …" The messenger read the long edict. In fact, it was only a short sentence. It reprimanded Yelu Ye for leading the army and causing the Northern Tribes to lose soldiers and generals, causing the Northern Tribes to suffer great losses. He even hurriedly submitted a request for troops. The King of the Northern Tribes ordered Yelu Ye to defeat Mo Xiuyao and the Mohist army within two months. Otherwise, he would hand over the military power to someone else. Although it was not explicitly stated who that someone else was, Yelu Ye could guess that if he lost, the one who would benefit in the end would naturally be the Crown Prince, Yelu Hong.
"Your Highness, I wonder if Your Highness understands the King's meaning?" After reading the edict, the messenger smiled and asked, "The King is anxious about the war in Da Chu State and is worried sick. I hope Your Highness can understand."
Yelu Ye snorted and coldly said, "Thank you for your reminder. I naturally understand."
The messenger smiled, "It's good that you understand. In that case, this official will follow Your Highness in the army for the next few days. When the time comes, I can quickly report the victory to the King. "
He was going to supervise the army!
Yelu Ye narrowed his eyes. The Northern Tribes had never had an army supervisor. They listened to whoever led the army. However, this messenger came under the orders of the King of the Northern Tribes and naturally had the right to control the entire army. In this way, Yelu Ye, the Prince and Commander in Chief, would be restricted in every way and could be reported to the King of the Northern Tribes at any time. Yelu Ye knew that the current situation was extremely unfavorable for him. His Royal Father was probably very dissatisfied with him in the royal court. The best choice was naturally to hand over the military power to Helian Zhen and immediately return to the royal court to explain to his Royal Father. After all, as a Prince, nothing was more important than the trust of the King of the Northern Tribes. However, Yelu Ye also understood that once he left, Helian Zhen, who had not led an army for more than ten years, might not be able to control these hundreds of thousands of troops. When the time came and the troops fell into Yelu Hong's hands, he would really have nothing.
Yelu Ye looked indifferently at the messenger below, a trace of cold killing intent flashing through his eyes. He nodded slightly, "In that case … I will have to trouble Your Highness."
Since he was already one step behind, the Crown Prince in the royal court was probably already prepared. In that case … why should he retreat? His Royal Father's trust and military power were both important to him.
The messenger did not seem to hear the cold intent in his words and nodded with a smile, "Thank you, Your Highness."
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