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Inside the southern gate of Huiji City, our Young Master Zuo was walking back and forth. There was a trace of panic in his heart, but there was also a trace of expectation.
"Damn it! I shouldn't have allowed Yang Kui to lead his troops out of the city!" Zuo Jie's heart was flustered. Although he had only given Yang Kui 3000 troops, but there were 500 elite troops among them. If it was just a bunch of small fries, then it wouldn't matter if they died. But these 500 elite troops were the capital of the Zuo family. If they were to lose these troops, then the Zuo family would suffer a huge loss. This was because the Zuo family had a total of 3000 elite troops. These few days, hundreds of them had died on the city walls. This made Governor Zuo's heart ache. If he knew that his son had lost 500 elite troops, then he would definitely slap his son.
However, Zuo Jie was looking forward to it. Lu Meng's camp was on fire. What did this mean? This meant that Yang Kui had already led his troops out. Otherwise, Lu Meng's camp would not be on fire. Therefore, Zuo Jie was looking forward to Yang Kui's victory.
"What's the situation over there?" Zuo Jie asked the scout beside him. This was the 20th time that Zuo Jie had asked this question.
However, the scout still answered Zuo Jie patiently.
"Reporting to Young Master, it seems that Sir Yang Kui is retreating with his troops!" The scout replied Zuo Jie.
"Ai, I knew it, I knew it, I shouldn't have given the troops to him! I knew it! I knew it! "Zuo Jie was full of regret.
"Huh?" The scout was a little confused. Did retreating from the enemy's camp mean that they had lost?
"Young Master, look! There seems to be some movement over there!" A subordinate shouted to Zuo Jie while pointing at the straw over there.
"What movement?!" Zuo Jie was now in a state of panic. He had misjudged the situation many times.
"It seems to be Sir Yang Kui?" A sharp-eyed guard shouted at Zuo Jie. The moonlight had already peeked out from the clouds, and some places could be seen clearly. At a glance, there was a dense mass of human heads.
"Could it be that the Lu Meng Army is chasing after us?" Zuo Jie's heart shook.
"Open the city gates, open the city gates!" Someone shouted from below the city gates. Jiangdong's rebel army had returned with a great victory. They were very excited and knocked on the city gates in high spirits.
"Who are you?" On top of the city wall, the captain of the gate shouted, "Report your name quickly, or the bow in your hand will not recognize you." A night attack was a common tactic used by the enemy in war. Therefore, the city walls were still guarded at night.
"Third De 'zi, don't you recognize me? Hurry up and open the door for me!" A veteran below the city shouted loudly.
"Is it the old monkey?" A soldier on the city wall responded when he heard the cursing voice.
"If it's not me, who else could it be?" The old soldier below the city cursed. It can be confirmed that the soldiers below were indeed the soldiers of the Jiangdong rebel army.
"Why did you come back? Could it be that Sir Yang Kui lost the battle? Did you escape with him? Are there Lu Meng's soldiers chasing after you? "Zuo Jie asked anxiously.
"Your mother's bullshit, who gave birth to a son without a butt? Let me tell you, we defeated him, we won, we killed Sun Cejun's men." The old monkey did not know who was talking to him, but he immediately scolded back.
Zuo Jie's face was dark and gloomy. He had never been scolded like this before. Moreover, it was a rebel army under his command.
"Young Master, should we open the gate or not?" The captain on the side asked Zuo Jie.
"Young Master, look, isn't that Sir Yang Kui?" Sure enough, there were two generals riding horses towards the city wall. Jiangnan region lacked horses. The entire 3,000 people only had two horses. One was ridden by Yang Chen, and the other was ridden by Lu Su.
Therefore, it could only be these two people riding horses.
"It really is Sir Yang Kui!"
"Young Master Zuo Jie, are you here to welcome us?" Yang Kui shouted at Zuo Jie who was standing on top of the city gate tower.
"The one who gave birth to a son without a penis is the First Young Master?" Old Monkey was dumbfounded. He was scolding along with Young Master Zuo.
"Is it Sir Yang Kui?" Zuo Jie was also confirming.
"It is me!" Yang Kui responded to Zuo Jie on the city wall.
"Sir Yang Kui, how is the battle?" Zuo Jie asked nervously.
"Haha, Young Master Zuo Jie, this Yang has borrowed Young Master Zuo Jie's good fortune. Fortunately, I didn't fail my mission and have broken through Lu Meng's camp. This is the result of the battle. Please take a look, Young Master." Lu Su pointed at the waists of the soldiers behind him.
"Don't look, don't look, quickly open the gate! Sir Yang Kui is here to welcome us. "Zuo Jie said with a laugh.
"We won, we actually won!" Zuo Jie was very happy. How could he not be happy? This was a gamble, and he did not expect that he would win.
"Yes!" The gates of the city slowly opened. Yang Kui, no, it should be Lu Su, stood under the gates and looked at the sturdy city. He couldn't help but sneer. In a few more days, the city would be broken.
He waved his hand and three thousand soldiers marched towards the city.
Zuo Jie knew that Yang Kui was a meritorious person, so he personally went to welcome him.
The number of soldiers was counted. Of the three thousand soldiers who went out, only two thousand four hundred came back. Six hundred were killed or injured. More than a hundred of the Jiangdong Rebel Army's elites died. However, it was not without results. Not only did they catch Lu Meng off guard, but they also brought back hundreds of heads. Lu Meng's army had at least a thousand casualties.
Do you know what kind of soldiers Lu Meng had? They were all elites. They were not inferior to the elites under Zuo Jie's command. In fact, they might even be superior.
Using six hundred inferior soldiers to exchange for more than a thousand of the enemy's elites. How could this not be a fair trade?
Zuo Jie was grinning from ear to ear. This was a great achievement. If it was in the past, the Jiangdong Rebel Army would have caused a lot of damage to the city walls. If they did not have thousands of people to fill the gap, they would not be able to stop them. But today, a night attack brought about such a great achievement. This was a victory. Compared to defeating the enemy, this was a victory that boosted the morale of the soldiers. Did you not see the joy on the faces of the soldiers at the south gate?
"Sir Yang Kui worked hard!" Zuo Jie was not a fool. It was because of Yang Kui that Zuo Jie was able to benefit. Therefore, Zuo Jie really respected Yang Kui.
"This is what I should do!" Yang Kui didn't take the credit for himself. "Also, Young Master Zuo Jie, your command was very good. Otherwise, how could Yang Kui achieve such a result?" Yang Kui gave all the credit to Zuo Jie's command.
Zuo Jie naturally knew that the planning of this sneak attack had nothing to do with him. But now, Yang Kui gave him the biggest credit. He was naturally happy. "Haha, Sir Yang Kui is worthy of being called a genius. You are like my son!" Zuo Jie began to talk to Yang Kui.
Yang Chen on the side smiled disdainfully, my son's room? Haha, who said that? It was Liu Bang, the founder of the Han Dynasty. Could it be that you, Zuo Jie, want to be independent? If this was heard by the person in the city, Zuo Jie would not be able to bear the consequences.
"You flatter me!" Lu Su did not want this credit. He said modestly to Zuo Jie.
"Sir is tired. Jie has already prepared wine. Let's drink together!" Zuo Jie said to Lu Su. Originally, the Great Emperor should not drink in front of him, but Lu Su still obeyed Young Master Zuo Jie.
The three people entered the banquet. Zuo Jie also knew that he could not drink too much. There was only a small table, and the three people intertwined their cups.
When the wine was strong, Lu Su suddenly put down the wine cup and sighed.
"Sir Yang Kui, why don't you drink? Could it be that you don't like this wine? " Zuo Jie was puzzled. These wines were naturally not as good as those old wines that were used by the nobles, but they were also good.
Could it be that Yang Kui disliked him for drinking this wine? "Sir Yang Kui, rest assured. When we win, I will certainly give you a good old wine! Now, please excuse me. "Zuo Jie said to Yang Kui.
Yang Kui shook his head, which made Zuo Jie frown. I have already greeted you like this, and you still do not give me face?
"Young master Zuo Jie, it's not because of the wine. As long as young master Zuo Jie gives me a drink, even if it's just plain water, I won't have the slightest objection. The reason why I'm sighing is because of today's battle. What a pity, what a pity!" Yang Kui kept shaking his head towards Zuo Jie, which made Zuo Jie very confused.
What's wrong with today's battle? Didn't we win? What are you sighing about? Yang Kui's next words made Zuo Jie almost spit out the wine in his mouth.
"What a pity! If there were more troops, I, Yang Kui, would definitely be able to take Lu Meng's head!" Yang Kui said with a look of pity.
"Pfft!" Zuo Jie didn't even drink a mouthful of wine and almost fell out. He choked a little to practice.
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