The tyrant empress is my wife, I am invincible and have been hiding

"My father is unkind, so don't blame me for being unjust. Anyway, I never want to be a prince, I just want to be on the battlefield. I can see clearly that the state guardian Ye Feng is a man of great talent and wisdom, and he is a wise leader of the Song Dynasty. I want to join him. What do you four generals think?"

Zhao Mu's voice was powerful, and he didn't beat around the bush and went straight to the point.

"I've heard that the King of Zhenguo treats his soldiers very well and is great at fighting. I can't go wrong by following him."

"I have followed the general in battles all my life, and the general has the final say in everything."

"Me too."

"Me too."

The four lieutenants in armor also had heroic personalities. They were not timid people and did not put on airs.

"In that case, I will go to Luofu City in person to meet with the King of Zhenguo and see how he arranges things?" Zhao Mu had always disagreed with his father, Zhao Pengju, for keeping an army to himself. He believed that as a prince, he should expand the territory for the Song Dynasty and defend his country.

His dream was not to be a prince, but to be a general, leading soldiers, charging into battle, and the bravest of the two would win. As the saying goes: "Don't laugh at me sleeping drunk on the battlefield, for how many men have ever returned from the battles in history?"

If you can gallop across the battlefield, what is there to fear even if you die on the battlefield?

"Tomorrow I will tell the person who comes to deliver the message that I will obey the order and lead the army to Minghua Pass. In fact, I will quietly rush to Luofu City as quickly as possible, pay homage to the King of Zhenguo, and then receive his instructions, and then I will meet up with everyone." Zhao Mu knew very well that if he did not obey his father's order, with the 30,000 soldiers under his command, he would not be a match for Zhao Pengju. It would not matter if he was killed, but he would also implicate the 30,000 brothers under his command.

"As ordered!"

The four deputy generals said in unison.

……

Nanyu Palace.

Zhao Pengju sat on the main seat. He looked at his chief strategist, Li Deng, and asked, "Any news from the people we sent out?"

Li Deng heard this with a smile on his face, "Your Majesty, please be patient. I believe the princes have just received the news and are carrying out your orders."

"This Ye Feng's ability is incredible. He left Jinling City with only 3,000 cavalrymen, and now he has come to Nanjun with nearly 100,000 soldiers. It is really shocking."

Zhao Pengju's expression was filled with deep fear. Nanjun was only three days away from his fiefdom, Nanyu County. If Ye Feng really led a large army to inspect Nanyu County, he would not dare to let Ye Feng in. At that time, it would be a fight to the death.

"Don't worry, father. With Ye Feng's tens of thousands of troops, if he dares to come to Nanyu County, he will be seeking his own death." There was a man standing on the left. He was wearing a long robe and was a little bloated. He was Zhao Pengju's eldest son, Zhao Huan.

"In just over a month, this Zhenguojun has tens of thousands of elite soldiers under his command. Do you really think he is useless? Since Zhenguojun came to the Song Dynasty, a series of actions have long proved that he is very powerful. How dare you speak so arrogantly? Can you be more careful and stop being so naive? There is a price to pay for underestimating the enemy."

When Zhao Pengju heard what Zhao Huan said, he scolded with anger on his face.

"Your Highness, don't worry too much. I think what the young prince said makes sense. After all, Ye Feng only has tens of thousands of troops. When he comes to our Nanyu County, there are three lines of defense starting from Minghua Pass. Even if his tens of thousands of troops can rush in, they will definitely suffer heavy losses. Then we can hit them head-on."

Zhu Hua was wearing armor. He was the most powerful general under Zhao Pengju. He was the one who came up with the idea of ​​setting up three lines of defense in Nanyu County.

"General Zhu, you don't know that I am worried about my three sons. The eighth son, Zhao Chenchen, has always been independent. If he is unwilling to hand over the military power, something unexpected may happen."

"Zhao Hui is the youngest, but he has been very smart since he was young. In fact, comprehensively speaking, he is the best heir to the throne." Zhao Pengju did not care about Zhao Huan and said directly: "But I have 27 sons. With Zhao Hui's personality, if he inherits the throne in the future, I am afraid that others will not survive."

Li Deng and other counselors nodded slightly. They naturally knew the reason why Zhao Pengju made Zhao Huan the heir. It was that since ancient times, emperors always made the eldest son the heir, not the youngest, to avoid fratricide.

"Your Highness, I think we still have to be on guard against the Fourth Prince. The 30,000 soldiers under his command are too loyal to him. I'm afraid they may not be willing to be sent to Minghua Pass." Li Deng was very clear about Zhao Mu's abilities. He was no less capable than Zhu Hua in leading troops to fight.

The two had once been evenly matched in a simulated military exercise.

"Military advisor, there is no need to worry. Mu'er seems to have a kind character and he has no rebellious heart. It's a pity that he is not interested in power and only wants to fight on the battlefield. If we need to expand our territory in the future, he will be the best general." Zhao Pengju looked proud when he heard Li Deng mention his fourth son, Zhao Mu.

In terms of personality, Zhao Mu's straightforwardness and ability to lead troops in battle are most similar to him.

"I hope so."

Li Deng did not continue speaking, but was secretly worried.

Zhao Mu had no intention of rebelling, but he was determined to fight on the battlefield. He had a strong sense of belonging and honor to the Song Dynasty.

……

Luofu City.

In the blink of an eye, three days passed quietly.

Ye Feng walked out of the room, holding a scroll in his hand, with a faint smile on his face, looking at Wei Xian not far away, "Eunuch Wei, there is something I may need you to go there in person."

"As ordered."

Wei Xian had been a eunuch in the Imperial Household Department for many years. He did not ask Ye Feng what he wanted him to do, but agreed without any hesitation.

"Don't you even ask what's going on? What if there's danger?" Ye Feng looked at Wei Xian who was coming towards him, with a playful smile on his face.

"As long as it is an order from the Lord of the State, let alone danger, even if we know we are going to die, we have no choice but to do it." Wei Xian's sharp voice sounded, with some spirit and determination.

"Don't worry, you are the eunuch of His Majesty's Imperial Household Department. I brought you out here, so I will naturally take you back to Jinling City safely." Ye Feng smiled faintly and handed the scroll to Wei Xian. "This is what I learned in the past two days. I know that King Nanyu has 27 sons. The Enfeoffment Order has been issued for half a year, but King Nanyu has not taken any action. So I personally conferred titles and fiefs on his 27th son."

When Wei Xian heard this, his eyes sparkled with brilliance. After hearing Ye Feng's words, he was an old and experienced man, so he understood very well that with the issuance of Ye Feng's decree of enthronement, King Nanyu would be like an ant on the hot pan, and would be unable to sit still.

As a eunuch in the Imperial Household Department who had served three emperors, he knew the royal family very well. The struggles for the throne were full of bloodshed, fathers and sons turned against each other, and brothers killed each other.

Ye Feng's canonization order undoubtedly pushed the previously issued grace order to a climax. With so many sons, King Nanyu will probably have trouble sleeping and eating in the days ahead!