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

Zhao Pengju had a complicated expression as he looked at Ye Feng not far away.

Ever since this young man came to the Song Dynasty, the entire dynasty has been rejuvenated like never before, and the opportunities for these princes have begun to encounter unprecedented difficulties.

The Enfeoffment Order he issued when he first came to the Song Dynasty caused his sons to become suspicious of him, which became increasingly serious and they distrusted each other.

For example, this time Ye Feng led a large army to attack Nanyu County. If it were not for Zhao Mu, Zhao Chenchen and Zhao Hui, his three most capable sons, who jumped out to fight against him, Ye Feng would not have been able to defeat him so easily.

"The first question, I want to know, how did you manage to capture the two cities and two counties in just a few days?" Zhao Pengju was very confident in the two cities and two counties he had set up. The defense capabilities had been fully utilized. What's more, Ye Feng's troops were still at a disadvantage. How could he capture the two cities and two counties?

Ye Feng smiled slightly. It seemed that Zhao Pengju was very satisfied with the second line of defense he had set up. He was still upset about it until now. "The second line of defense you set up does seem to be perfect. Unfortunately, you forgot the most important point, which is that the situation on the battlefield changes rapidly."

"I only need to send soldiers to attack Jiantong City first, and the nearby Tianchang County will certainly send troops to support it. Then I will send troops to attack Tianchang County, and the nearby Yuling City will certainly send troops to reinforce it. Then I will attack Yuling City again, and Longkang County will certainly send troops to reinforce it. At this time, I have already ambushed soldiers between Longkang County and Yuling City. The soldiers from Longkang County who rushed out to support will certainly be wiped out. In this way, it is not me who can't take care of the front and the rear, but your two cities and two counties. I only need to defeat them one by one."

Hearing Ye Feng's words, Zhao Pengju suddenly realized something. Shock could not help but appear on his old face. He could not help but praise: "Using the time difference to break through my second line of defense, it's amazing!"

Zhao Pengju pondered for a moment, then asked, "During the Battle of Hankou, why did you order your soldiers to defend instead of attacking in the first three days?"

"Our army has won victory after victory, and our morale is high. All the soldiers are eager to attack the enemy. If I order the soldiers to defend a little, the whole army will hold their breath. On the other hand, your army will be unable to attack for a long time, and its morale will inevitably weaken. When the time is right, I only need to order the army that is resisting you to retreat, and someone among you will be eager to make a contribution and lead the army to chase and kill, and just happen to fall into the ambush circle that I have set up long ago."

"At this time, your army will inevitably fall into chaos. As long as you retreat, it will be the time for our army to attack with all our strength! When the two armies confront each other, it is said that the first push is strong, the second is weak, and the third is exhausted!"

Ye Feng did not hide anything from Zhao Pengju and talked freely about it.

"Hahaha……"

After hearing this, Zhao Pengju laughed out loud. He had fought for half his life, but he didn't expect that he would be completely defeated by a young man before his death. He didn't know whether it was an honor or a sorrow.

"No wonder you were able to defeat Xin Daorong in the Eighteen Cities of Yanyun, and you were able to destroy Ye King Zhao Xiong. Such strategies are truly rare." Zhao Pengju said with admiration.

"My third question is, to what heights do you want to bring the Song Dynasty?" Zhao Pengju's words rang out, and everyone around him looked at Ye Feng.

As Zhao Pengju's adviser, Li Deng was also very interested. The young man in front of him was obviously no ordinary person. At such a young age, he was not only able to govern the country, but also to fight wars. In the future, he would definitely become a popular figure in all the major dynasties in Kyushu.

"That depends on His Majesty. How high you want the Song Dynasty to go depends on the Emperor, not me." Ye Feng looked calm and his confidence in his words was moving.

Zhao Pengju didn't understand Ye Feng's meaning. If Zhao Qiuyan wanted to unify the entire Jiuzhou, Ye Feng could do it. And everything he did was centered around Zhao Qiuyan.

"His Majesty is so lucky to invite you to Jinling City when the Song Dynasty is falling apart." Zhao Pengju couldn't help but sigh.

He then took a deep breath and looked at Ye Feng who was standing not far away: "I hope that the Lord of Zhenguo can let my sons go, even if it means demoting them to commoners and saving their lives!"

Whoa!

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Pengju suddenly drew out the sword from his waist. A violent impact force burst out and the sword light swept across his neck.

Zhao Pengju, the King of Nanyu, who was full of vigor and vitality not long ago, fell to the ground, and his sword fell to the ground along with his body.

"Old Zhao?"

Li Deng let out a heart-wrenching roar. He rushed forward and quickly supported Zhao Pengju. Blood was pouring out. Zhao Pengju squinted his eyes as he was dying: "You... have always wanted to help the Song Dynasty... Follow him!"

"You and I have been brothers for many years. How can I bear to leave you behind?"

When Li Deng heard this, he knew that Zhao Pengju was thinking about him.

But even if he knew that Ye Feng was a wise leader, so what?

"what!"

Li Deng roared, grabbed Zhao Pengju's sword, and stabbed it hard into his abdomen. With a smile on his face, he slowly fell beside Zhao Pengju.

chi chi chi...

The few hundred personal guards who had fled with Zhao Pengju saw that Zhao Pengju and Li Deng had committed suicide one after another. Their faces were grim and none of them survived.

The only one left standing there, Zhao Huan, with a terrified face, quickly knelt down in front of Ye Feng and said, "Lord Zhenguojun, the rebellion was my father's idea and has nothing to do with me. Please spare my life!"

Ye Feng looked at Zhao Huan kneeling on the ground and couldn't help shaking his head: "Zhao Pengju can be regarded as a hero of his generation. If the successor he had chosen to appreciate and train was a coward, I wonder if he would regret it?"

"kill!"

Ye Feng didn't even look at Zhao Huan, he just uttered the word "kill".

Li Shanxiao rode on a war horse, and his hook-and-sickle spear suddenly pierced Zhao Huan's chest. He followed Ye Feng with the black-armored cavalry.

……

"Zhen Guojun led the army to defeat Nanyu King Zhao Pengju and won a great victory!"

"Zhao Pengju committed suicide to thank the world, and our army won a great victory."

"The King of Nanyu no longer exists."

……

As the news of Ye Feng's defeat of Zhao Pengju in Hankou spread like wildfire, countless people throughout the Song Dynasty were completely excited, their faces filled with shock.

You must know that King Nanyu has been entrenched in the Song Dynasty for many years. His strength is second only to King Dongxuan Zhao Yunfei. He has firmly controlled the southern part of the Song Dynasty.

He commands an army of hundreds of thousands and is surrounded by powerful generals.

No one expected that Ye Feng, with an army of more than 100,000, could completely destroy King Nanyu's army of hundreds of thousands in just over half a month.

If the news had not been thoroughly spread, they would really have suspected whether someone had deliberately spread the rumor. They couldn't believe that they could win with a smaller force and win so cleanly.