The First Tyrant of Daxia

Hear the words.

Wang Min's peach blossom eyes flashed with murderous intent and fierceness, causing the atmosphere in the palace to suddenly drop.

"He Ya, I don't care what method you use."

"Within three days, I will hang Xiao Jian's head on the top of Tianlang City as a tribute to that dog emperor!"

"If you fail, you can just go and be a gatekeeper!"

As she spoke, the sound of joints twitching could be heard from between her green jade fingers, which was frightening.

He Ya's face turned pale. He felt angry and ashamed for losing Pancheng.

Last night, I was totally made a fool of!

"Yes, Queen, I will immediately..."

"slow!"

Suddenly, a deep voice came from the Empress' Palace.

Then, the eunuch yelled, "Marshal Zuo, Zhang Ren is here!"

Hearing the voice, all the civil and military officials of Daliang turned around suddenly, with a trace of awe on their faces.

Even a general like He Ya, who was invincible, conceited and proud, showed respect.

In the dark sky, a man in black clothes and a jade crown walked over the threshold. His temples were like swords, and his eyes were filled with the wisdom and calmness that only an old man could have.

He is Zhang Ren. He is not tall and strong, but rather thin and has a handsome face.

He gives people the feeling of a "scholar-general".

"Your humble servant pays homage to the Queen of Heaven!" Zhang Ren knelt on one knee, not showing any arrogance at all.

Wang Min nodded, rarely showing any harsh expression.

He said slowly: "Why are you here? Didn't I ask you to guard against the Zhenbei Army?"

"Don't worry, Queen. I have already made arrangements in the military camp when I came to Tianlang City. You don't have to worry about Zhenbei King Qi Keng."

"I came back this time because of the Pancheng incident." Zhang Ren said.

Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up!

Civil and military officials all looked at this "God of War" whose military tactics were beyond compare.

Even my breathing became tight!

Now that Zhang Ren has returned, Pancheng will definitely be recaptured!

Wang Min put his hands behind his back and looked down, his peach blossom eyes showing a hint of doubt: "You want to lead the army to take back Pancheng yourself?"

"No!"

Zhang Ren shook his head, and then said something shocking: "Pancheng cannot be attacked."

As soon as he finished speaking, the ministers became suspicious.

They all looked at him in confusion.

"Marshal Zuo, why can't we fight?"

"Pancheng is the gateway to Daliang and a major barrier against Daxia. Now that it has been lost, we must wait until the Emperor of Daxia sends more troops to take it back!"

"That's right. We must fight back after last night's disastrous defeat!"

"..."

Zhang Ren glanced at the crowd and snorted, "A bunch of civil officials, why are you butting in?"

The scolding voice did not give any face. The ministers looked unhappy, but they did not dare to say anything.

In Daliang, there were only three people who were most respected by the Queen Mother. One of them died. One was He Ya, and the other was Zhang Ren.

"Queen of Heaven."

Zhang Ren looked at Wang Min, and there was a hint of admiration for her in his deep and steady eyes.

"I think Pancheng cannot be attacked."

"And our goal should be shifted from Daxia to the grassland."

This time, even Wang Min was slightly surprised: "Why do you say that?"

Zhang Ren explained: "The three Zazahar tribes have quietly formed a blockade behind us."

"They obey the orders of Emperor Qin Yun. If a decisive battle breaks out, does the Queen think they will not send troops?"

"When marching and fighting, the most taboo thing is to encounter the enemy at the front and rear."

Hear the words.

He Ya stood up and frowned, saying, "But the three major tribes can only harass them at best. They won't do anything. At worst, we can let the nine major tribes including Dong Turkestan deal with them."

"Pancheng is a strategic location."

Zhang Renping shook his head calmly and suddenly stood up.

His every move and gesture exudes the unrivaled demeanor of a Confucian general, but he is only 28 years old!

"Strategy, what is strategy?"

“Strategy must be considered in the long term.”

"Everyone, do you think it is more important to stabilize the rear, or to fight for a short period of time with Daxia?"

Upon hearing this, the ministers fell into silence and no one objected.

Zhang Ren paced back and forth, his eyes gleaming with brilliance: "There is one more thing, I think you have all overlooked it."

Everyone looked at him and asked, “What’s going on?”

"Is Pancheng so easy to capture?" Zhang Ren asked directly, without beating around the bush.

The ministers were talking and whispering to each other.

But no one dared to speak, because Pancheng was indeed difficult to attack, and it was very difficult!

But if we say that, wouldn't it be the same as blaming He Ya who was defeated last night?

He Ya clenched his fists, making loud thumping sounds.

Gritting his teeth in humiliation, he replied: "Pancheng is difficult to attack, but I am willing to sign a military order. If I don't take back the city, I will go to the guillotine!"

Wang Min glanced at He Ya, frowned slightly, and sighed softly. After all, he was too young to carry a big banner.

Then he slowly said to Zhang Ren: "I'm thinking, this is probably not the most important reason for not attacking Pancheng, right?"

Zhang Ren smiled faintly: "Queen, wise."

“That’s not the most important reason.”

"To be honest..." He paused, looked at the civil and military officials, and said, "I have discovered the movements of the Zhenbei Army not long ago."

"An army of tens of thousands of people secretly entered the deep mountains ten miles outside Pancheng."

"Once we attack the city, we will be trapped in a double team!"

what? !

The faces of the ministers changed suddenly!

"How can this be?"

"The Zhenbei Army can't move so fast!"

"No way, is this a trick to confuse the enemy?"

Zhang Ren ignored other people's comments and looked at Wang Min with a serious expression.

"Empress, I guess that the Emperor of Daxia has mastered all the terrain of our Xiliang, so he can deploy troops so easily."

"The battle last night should be like this. Mu Yan and his companions took some unknown and dangerous road and went deep into the heart of Daliang."

"And the exploration of the terrain should have been done a long time ago."

"It is really hard to imagine who Da Xia could be, with such perfect calculations, such interlocking strategies, and such extraordinary military tactics!"

The three of him are like this, which shows how highly they are evaluated!

Now, all the ministers fell into deep thought, with serious expressions on their faces.

Yes, it is unreasonable that Daxia fought such a miraculous battle without any experts.

Wang Min suddenly smiled coldly, her eyes full of depth and hatred.

"Who else could it be except that ungrateful man?"

"I have fought him countless times, and his schemes and tricks are no less than anyone else's."

"In the Xiliang War, he was most likely the one directing it remotely!"

Zhang Ren looked deep and did not respond.

After a long while, the Empress' Palace seemed very depressing.

Wang Min waved her phoenix robe, breaking the silence.

Without question, he said, "Okay, I will swallow this anger for now, regardless of the time, so as not to fall into the evil scheme of the dog emperor."

"Zhang Ren, I'll listen to you and stabilize the rear first."

wrong!

Her beautiful eyes gradually turned cold and stern: "It's not about stabilizing the rear, but about clearing up the rear!"

"If you dare to help him deal with me, you will pay the price in blood!"

Zhang Ren nodded: "Huang Jiao has no military talent to begin with. This time he brought disaster upon himself. He deserves to die."

"Queen, let me command this operation."

"With just a flick of my feather fan, I can wipe out the enemy on the grassland without any soldiers."

Everything seemed peaceful while they were talking, but suddenly there was a thunder in the silence, and he was about to decide the situation of the twelve tribes on the grassland alone.

Without spending a single soldier?

The ministers were shocked, but had no doubt!

Wang Min seemed to know what Zhang Ren was thinking. She didn't ask any more questions, nodded slightly, and turned around in her gorgeous and beautiful palace skirt.

"Lord Zhang, I'll do as you say."

"Don't let me down."

“Even if we can’t say that they are reduced to ashes, the Zazahar tribe must at least exist in name only. This will make him feel sad.”