In fact, under normal circumstances, Yang Yinglong wouldn't care about him at all. He would just kill him directly.
But at this time, the situation had become so serious that Yang Yinglong couldn't ignore it.
His men, his weapons, and the morale of his soldiers were all very dangerous. If the war continued, his army was likely to collapse, unless the Qin Army ran out of food. This was his only way to survive.
Yang Yinglong personally went to the frontline, not because he wanted to live and die with his soldiers, but because he was so anxious that he couldn't sit still in the rear. In his opinion, waiting for death was torturous. It was better to witness the arrival of the last moment with his own eyes.
His concubines and family, including Tian Fengfeng, had been arranged by him. Each of them was given a deluxe suicide package, which included a poisoned dagger, a white silk for hanging, a glass of poisoned wine, and an essential poison for home and travel.
They had all said goodbye to each other. This time, Yang Yinglong would never come back unless he won the war.
If he lost the war, Bozhou would be finished. They would have to decide when and how to die. Anyway, it was better for them not to surrender, because the imperial army would never let them go. If it was light, they would be sold after insulting them. If it was heavy, they would rape them first and then kill them. Anyway, they wouldn't have a good ending. It was better to die.
Tian Xiufeng bade farewell to Yang Yinglong with a sorrowful expression. She was the calmest and most rational one. The rest of the concubines were all crying, making Yang Yinglong feel vexed.
His most beloved daughter didn't cry, but her body was obviously trembling. Yang Yinglong loved this daughter the most. He even built an embroidery house here for her. Now, seeing that the embroidery house was about to become a suicide house, one could imagine Yang Yinglong's mood.
His daughter didn't cry. She said calmly that she would go with her father, and that they would still be a family in hell.
It took Yang Yinglong a lot of effort to hold back his tears. He turned around and left.
In the face of such a situation, Yang Yinglong didn't want to be defeated, and he didn't want to accept the ending of his whole family committing suicide. But as long as there was a little hope of survival, he would try. It was like a drowning man grabbing a straw when he saw it.
Normally, Yang Yinglong would have killed the three of them, but this time, he only locked them up. Obviously, he was hoping for a fluke.
This was Zheng Ying's first goal, which was to weaken Yang Yinglong's will to die. A person who was determined to die was incredibly terrifying, and Zheng Ying didn't want many of Great Qin's elites to die because of Yang Yinglong's will to die. As such, he wanted to weaken Yang Yinglong's will to live and reignite his hope.
He wanted to make him have the mentality of gambling. The more he gambled, the more he gambled, the more he couldn't stop until his family was ruined.
Three years ago in Myanmar, Xiao Ruxun cracked down on gambling in the army. At that time, he gathered the main officers in the army and explained the harm of gambling to them. He announced that gambling was strictly prohibited in the army. Once found, they would be punished according to military law. If it was light, they would be driven out of the barracks, and if it was heavy, they would be sentenced to death.
The psychology of a gambler was also the most meaningful thing that Zheng Ying learned from that incident.
He wanted Yang Yinglong to become a gambler with hope, betting everything on a gamble that didn't exist in the first place, and then becoming a complete loser.
So how could he keep hope in his heart?
Song Seong-eun was the best breakthrough point.
"Zheng Shuai, Song Seong-eun's army has gone up."
A guard entered the main tent and reported to Zheng Ying.
Zheng Ying finished a document and nodded.
"Well, have all the ordnance and materials been given to him?"
"Yes, he said he would complete the task and wouldn't let Zheng Shuai down."
"Well, you can leave now. Keep an eye on him."
"Yes!"
The guard left the commander's tent.
Zheng Ying finished another document about grain transportation. He raised his head and took a sip of tea. He squinted his eyes and calculated how many days and bait it would take to make the big fish Yang Yinglong take the bait.
The second purpose was the key to whether he could catch the big fish or not. Only when the second purpose was achieved could the big fish take the bait.
Yang Yinglong didn't realize his fate as a big fish. He had to continue to struggle, otherwise he wouldn't be reconciled.
Especially after he found that he might survive, the desire to survive occupied all his thoughts.
He carefully observed the order of the Song clan's soldiers who were attacking and prepared to kill his way out of the city.
"You get ready. Listen to my order later. Kill your way out, catch the people, and grab the materials!"
Yang Yinglong ordered the simple-minded Yang Chen.
Yang Chen nodded and went down the tower to prepare. Yang Yinglong stood at a relatively safe place on the city wall and looked out. He saw the position of the cannons in the Song clan's formation.
Indeed, they were closer to him than before.
If he led the troops to kill his way out and catch them unprepared, he could return to the city before the main force of the Qin Army reacted and let them suffer in silence.
Was this Song Seong-eun's plan? To help him in this way? Not only did he not work hard, but he also gave weapons and weapons for free?
Was he really going to betray them? So was the old guy from the An clan? So were the traitors from the five divisions and seven families?
Yang Yinglong became more and more excited. He felt that he had been waiting for the right moment.
However, this was still a test. He hadn't confirmed whether Song Seong-eun was trustworthy or whether he wanted to attack him from the inside and outside.
According to Yang Chen, this was obviously a conspiracy. But the key was to cultivate such a stupid scheme that even a simple-minded general could see through. Would he really use it? Yang Yinglong was very doubtful.
If his guess was right, then Song Seong-eun really wanted to betray them. Because he couldn't stand it anymore, so couldn't the chieftains. They were very eager to get out of the current predicament. They realized that they had done something wrong.
At the thought of this, Yang Yinglong felt very comfortable all over.
So, when the sun was about to set, he gave the order to go out of the city to fight against the enemy. Yang Chen led five hundred warriors out of the city. As expected, it immediately caused the collapse of the Song clan's soldiers. They quickly retreated and didn't even have time to transport the materials.
It felt like they were given to him for free.
Yang Yinglong was overjoyed. After the battle, he got three Francis machine guns, more than fifty barrels of gunpowder, more than two hundred muskets and countless cold weapons. More importantly, he got a group of musketeers and cannoneers. When he asked them whether they would choose to die or to work for him, they chose to work for him without hesitation.
Although it was exactly the same as what Song Seong-eun said, Yang Yinglong still didn't believe it. He sent people to watch these surrendered soldiers carefully, thinking that if they did something, they could be killed immediately without any serious consequences.
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