"Reporting …"
The sound of hurried footsteps and a loud report came from outside the tent. Qiguan Rang reacted a beat slower and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"
Taking advantage of the fact that he had planned this for a long time, Qiguan Rang suddenly suppressed Feng Jue and caught him off guard. Then, he played along and deceived a wave of enemy troops, forcing Feng Jue to retreat 20 miles. It seemed like a simple and easy victory, but in fact, he had taken a great risk.
Qiguan Rang had been thinking about how to maximize the results of the battle for the past two days, so much so that he was overworked. His voice was much hoarser than usual.
The messenger rushed all the way. His bronze cheeks were dyed red, and there were large beads of sweat on his forehead.
He calmed himself down and couldn't help but say happily, "Military counselor, rejoice! The enemy has pulled out their camp and retreated!"
Pulled out their camp and retreated?
Qiguan Rang was stunned for a moment. He suddenly stood up from his seat, and the cloak that was draped over his shoulders slipped off his shoulders and piled up at his feet.
He wasn't as happy as the messenger. Instead, his expression was solemn, and his eyes were frighteningly gloomy.
"The enemy has retreated? When did this happen? "
Could it be another crafty plot, a trick to deceive the soldiers?
Qiguan Rang felt that the few months of fighting with Feng Jue had exhausted a few years of his lifespan. All kinds of schemes had been continuously planned.
If it wasn't him, but someone with a more impetuous temperament, they would have been cheated by Feng Jue and still counted the money for him.
At this moment, Qiguan Rang was most afraid of hearing that Feng Jue had come to stir up trouble again. It was simply too annoying and impossible to guard against!
The messenger said, "Last night at the fourth hour, the lights in the enemy's tent were still burning. This morning, there was no sign of smoke or fire. We were suspicious and sent people to investigate, only to find that the enemy's tent was completely empty. Looking at the time, they should have retreated last night. "
Qiguan Rang couldn't react for a moment. He wasn't sure if Feng Jue was really retreating or pretending to retreat to deceive him into sending troops.
He couldn't be blamed for overthinking. It was because Feng Jue had too many "past records". Qiguan Rang had no choice but to be cautious.
He said, "Send someone to investigate again."
Not long after the messenger left, Fu Wang walked in with a displeased expression. He was still wearing the heavy and mighty armor, which made his already tall and burly body look even more sturdy. Coupled with his own imposing manner, he gave off the illusion of being cramped and oppressive just by standing there.
"Military Advisor, I heard that the enemy has retreated —"
Fu Wang was a cub raised by a wolf. He had a strong sense of aggression in his bones. Jiang Pengji had made him the commander-in-chief and asked Qiguan Rang to help him defend Wanzhou. He had thought that he would be able to fight a battle to his heart's content. Who would have thought that the military counselor would only defend and not attack? After a few months, he was almost suffocated. It wasn't easy for him to change his strategy and switch from defense to offense, but before he could enjoy it to his heart's content, the enemy had taken the initiative to withdraw their troops. This made him want to spit out a mouthful of blood.
What does this feel like?
It wasn't easy for him to feel good, but he still had to time it. It was simply inhumane.
Qiguan Rang furrowed his brows and said, "That's what it looks like on the surface, but it's hard to tell if it's real or not. If Fengjue turns around and attacks us again, it'll be impossible to guard against it."
When Fu Wang heard this, his dim eyes lit up again. He flipped over like a salted fish.
Unexpectedly, Fengjue had really retreated and left without any reluctance. It was impossible for him to turn around and attack them again.
Fu Wang anxiously urged the army to stay alert and wait for the enemy's return, but he was disappointed in the end.
"Is he really retreating?"
Fu Wang felt even more pained. He had been guarding Wanzhou for so long that mushrooms were about to grow. Yet Fengjue just ran away after provoking him. Was he still a man?!
He was definitely not a man!
Qiguan Rang was also surprised.
Fu Wang suggested excitedly, "Military Advisor, should we send troops to chase after him? It's only been a day since they retreated. If they travel day and night, they'll definitely be able to catch up. "
Qiguan Rang was frowning as he looked at the sand table. The general direction in which the enemy had retreated was marked on it.
"General, what do you think is the reason for Fengjue's withdrawal?"
Fu Wang was warlike, but he wasn't brainless. He carefully looked at the sand table and pondered the direction in which the enemy had retreated. He could more or less guess the reason.
"It's time for the autumn harvest. Our lord has been patient for a long time. It's like an arrow nocked on the bowstring against Huang Song. Fu Wang deliberated and said, "If Fengjue's withdrawal isn't fake, he's most likely leading his troops to support Huang Song. That's not right — what is Huang Song trying to do? "
Fengjue supporting Huang Song was equivalent to gathering about 80% of his troops in one place. Was he planning to confront the two armies and have a decisive battle?
Qiguan Rang pinched his brows and said in a low voice, "If Fengjue's withdrawal is true, it should be for this."
Fu Wang said worriedly, "Huang Song has a lot of troops. I'm afraid there's going to be a tough battle on our lord's side. Military Advisor, are we really not going to lead troops to chase and intercept them?"
If Fengjue was intercepted, Huang Song would have one less helper. The pressure on Jiang Pengji's side would also be reduced.
Qiguan Rang said, "If we lead troops to intercept them, what will happen to Wanzhou? Our duty is to ensure that Wanzhou is safe. We can't take any risks. "
Fu Wang said again, "But our lord …"
Qiguan Rang looked as if he could see through Fu Wang's expression. He carefully analyzed the situation for him. "If Huang Song's two armies successfully join forces, they will have a total of 160,000 to 180,000 troops. This is an exaggerated figure. Our lord has about 120,000 troops under her command. If we include General Luoyue's troops, their military strength will be equal to Huang Song's. Our lord has spent a lot of effort and a lot of money to build these troops. Huang Song's chances of winning are only 30% at most! "
The more Fu Wang listened, the darker his eyes became. He was like a salted fish that had lost its dreams, a small fish stranded on the beach.
Qiguan Rang continued, "In terms of momentum, Huang Song has suffered repeated blows and is in low spirits. He is far inferior to our lord. His chances of winning are even lower. As long as our lord doesn't make any mistakes and doesn't make any irreparable mistakes, victory is in our hands — "
He was very reassured about his lord's situation, so Fu Wang should give up on the idea of leading troops to pursue and attack.
Fu Wang was speechless.
Jiang Pengji did have an advantage over Huang Song, but this advantage could not guarantee victory. Out of respect for Huang Song, she did not do it half-heartedly. As early as when Feng Jue received the secret letter and led his troops to evacuate Wanzhou, Jiang Pengji had already begun to attack Huang Song.
Huang Song could only hastily fight while harvesting the autumn rations. Luoyue was unwilling to be left alone in the Sanshan Valley. He responded to his lord's orders and cooperated with her to attack Huang Song. Huang Song could only divide his troops into several waves. Fortunately, the Sanshan Valley was easy to attack and difficult to defend. There was still a natural terrain at the border of Hu County that they could rely on. Although they were somewhat distressed, the situation was still stable and they did not collapse.
This was not good news, but it was not bad news either.
Huang Song abandoned all distracting thoughts and focused on the war.
"Youmo, how is the autumn rations harvest going?"
Cheng Jing said, "We've collected 50%."
According to the original progress, it was at most 30%, but Cheng Jing had arranged for the soldiers to rush day and night and repeatedly compress time to barely achieve this efficiency. Huang Song silently calculated in his heart. 50% of the autumn rations would be more than 1.2 million dans, enough for the army to eat.
Huang Song said, "Zhonghe County is not a long-term place. The longer we delay, the more disadvantageous it will be for us."
Zhonghe County itself was not an easy place to defend, not to mention that the enemy was attacking from two sides at the same time.
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