Jiang Pengji rebuked Nie Jun. There were still countless tasks to be done after the war. She did not even sleep much. Naturally, she did not have the energy to care about the war situation in Zhangzhou. Besides, according to the news from the frontline in Zhangzhou, the troops commanded by Fu Wang were not in danger for the time being.
Of course, just because there was no danger now didn't mean that he was safe. Who knew if there would be an accident that would allow Yang Tao to completely turn things around?
There was only one battle report from Zhangzhou every three to four days, and none of them were urgent. Thus, Feng Yi placed them at the bottom and would review them one by one when the lord was not so busy. When he heard Jiang Pengji ask about Zhangzhou, he got up and searched for all the relevant information.
Jiang Pengji glanced at the green panda emblem on the envelope and raised her eyebrows.
To save time, Jiang Pengji divided the information into five levels according to the priority. The ones that were more common and didn't have any major events would be the green panda emblem. The intelligence level was the lowest. The next would be the yellow panda emblem, which was slightly more important but not life-threatening. The next level would be the orange panda emblem. From this level onwards, one would have to use a fast horse. The fourth level would be the scarlet panda emblem, and the highest level would be the pure black panda emblem. According to this classification, as long as she saw the color of the envelope, she would know what it was.
Feng Yi had arranged the intelligence reports in chronological order. Jiang Pengji read them one by one.
Ever since Feng Zhen and the others fell into Yan Lin's trap and fell into an ambush, they had become even more cautious.
Yang Tao also knew his own weakness and did not dare to act rashly. For a moment, the two fell into a strange stalemate.
This was also why the information after that time was the safest green emblem.
Of course, a stalemate wasn't a good idea, especially when Yang Tao's side was in urgent need of rations and supplies. It would be disadvantageous for them if the battle dragged on for too long.
Jiang Pengji read seven or eight letters and finally saw the secret letter with the yellow panda emblem. This secret report wasn't written by Fu Wang, nor was it written by someone else. It was written by Feng Zhen to Jiang Pengji. He seemed to be completely enraged by Yan Lin's scheme and had been secretly planning to take revenge. Feng Zhen and Yang Si, the two fellows in the top three of the Vendetta List, conspired together and came up with all sorts of evil ideas.
Feng Zhen carefully analyzed Yang Tao's current situation for Jiang Pengji.
For example, Yang Tao did not have deep control over the aristocratic families in Zhangzhou. Feng Zhen did not intend to instigate the aristocratic families into rebellion, but he still wanted to alienate them from Yang Tao.
For example, if Yang Tao was in dire need of rations, he could send people to spread the news to shake their morale and shake their morale.
Feng Zhen planned to take a risk and suffer a defeat. Then, he would leak the news that a large number of supplies were about to arrive at the front line in Zhangzhou to lure the enemy into taking the bait. However, Yan Lin was still young, and he was full of tricks. Perhaps he would not bite the bait just because of this one defeat …
Jiang Pengji furrowed her brows and read the rest of the secret letters.
Most of the secret letters were green or yellow, but there was one that was orange. Looking at the date, it seemed to have just arrived.
Jiang Pengji's heart skipped a beat. She opened the envelope and took out the letter with two fingers. She shook it open and read it carefully.
After reading ten lines at a glance, Jiang Pengji was almost furious. The anger that she had just suppressed flared up again.
Everyone watched helplessly as their lord left another palm print on the bronze table that had suffered many setbacks.
A loud noise reverberated in their ears. A few of the generals who had been absent-minded were shocked back to their senses.
Qiguan Rang asked, "My lord, did something big happen in Zhangzhou?"
Jiang Pengji said coldly, "Feng Zishi is tired of living. He's thinking of ways to meet the King of Hell."
Everyone was confused. They did not know what the wastrel Feng Zhen had done to make their lord so angry.
"Take a look for yourselves." Jiang Pengji sneered. "He really thinks he has the power to hold the pass alone and hold back 10,000 men."
The group of people carefully read the contents of the secret letter. They had a variety of expressions.
Some were impressed by Feng Zhen's courage. He did not care about his life. He was courting death in a new way. Someone secretly mocked their lord. "Only the officials are allowed to set fires, but the people are not allowed to light lamps." It was not a big deal for her to run to the front line and use herself as bait, but Feng Zhen was courting death.
But then again, this was their lord's care.
Qiguan Rang said, "Zishi's plan can be considered a good one. Besides … even if my lord wants to stop him, it's probably too late."
Jiang Pengji's expression was one of exasperation. She could not help but curse the communication standards of this era.
They walked when they went out, and they communicated by shouting. Horizontal comments — terrible!
Jiang Pengji said, "It's fine if he wins, but if he loses, he will definitely be punished for all his crimes!"
Feng Zhen still owed her many old debts.
Qiguan Rang continued, "If he loses, he will most likely report to the King of Hell. My lord will not be able to find him even if you want to punish him for all his crimes."
Feng Zhen was prepared to use himself as bait to lure the desperate Yang Tao. It would be great if he won, but if he lost, he would lose his life.
In the battle of Zhanjiang Pass, the Nie army had been defeated. Jiang Pengji had also lost tens of thousands of troops and horses. She had no extra energy to support Fu Wang.
Even if she did send reinforcements, how could they, a group of land soldiers, fight in a water battle?
Qiguan Rang had made Jiang Pengji speechless twice. She could only sulk and recite Feng Zhen's name over and over in her heart.
The culprit did not have the slightest self-awareness. This matter had to be explained from a long time ago.
Feng Langzi had suffered a loss at Yan Lin's hands. Even though he caught the Zhao family and punished them as a warning to others, the fence-sitters in Zhangzhou still sided with Yang Tao. Feng Zhen and the others saw this and were angry. They secretly recorded this group of scums who had flirted and flirted with each other in their notebooks.
This alone was not enough. If they did not think of a way to salvage the situation, when they returned to see their lord, they would definitely be severely punished.
Driven by the desire to survive of the officials and the pride of the strategists, Feng Zhen and Yang Si planned to return the favor and teach him a lesson!
Not only did Yang Tao's side lack troops, but they also lacked supplies.
The former could rely on recruitment or forceful expropriation to make up for the numbers, but the latter was not easy to handle.
Without supplies, how could the soldiers fight against the enemy?
Feng Zhen planned to use this to break the morale of Yang Tao's side. He had already made up a song and sent people to bribe beggars and refugees to spread it.
Of course, he had seen the scene of Wei Ci manipulating public opinion and covering his lord's body with gold leaf. Naturally, he knew that spreading songs was the crudest method of public opinion. Therefore, Feng Zhen sent many people to spread false news. He grasped both sides, and both sides were hard.
For example, someone's neighbor's second eldest uncle's son was a centurion under Yang Tao's command and knew that the army's provisions were running low. Another example was someone's third eldest uncle's neighbor's son was a rice shop supplier and spread rumors to incite the people to rush to buy rice …
Then he sent people to gossip in teahouses and taverns, or dressed up as merchants to spread false news.
The advantage of the people's intellect was that they were easy to fool. They could easily deceive them with some news that was both true and false.
The rumor-mongers could open their mouths and refute them.
First, they would spread the rumor among the people. When the rumor gained momentum and Yang Tao and the others discovered it, it would be too late to refute it.
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