Who put the yellow robe on me?

Jiang Chen stood in the center of the main hall of the royal villa, his fingers tapping lightly on the table, his brows furrowed and his expression deep.

The few battles that had just ended made him realize that these two victories were great victories of strategy, but the difference in military strength between the enemy and us was huge.

But he also knew that this luck would not last forever. General Mammon of the Western Region Army would never give up easily, and the existence of the traitor made the situation even more complicated.

Zhong Xiaodan pushed the door open and saw Jiang Chen's face was filled with worry. He knew that Jiang Chen must be thinking about his next move at this moment. He said respectfully, "Your Highness, Prince Yan, you are looking for me?"

Jiang Chen came back to his senses from his deep thoughts, looked up at Zhong Xiaodan, and smiled slightly: "Sit down."

He pointed to the chair beside the table and motioned for Zhong Xiaodan to sit down. Zhong Xiaodan sat down as he was told, his eyes fixed on Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen took a deep breath and said slowly, "I've been wondering, if General Mammon's two attacks failed because of the traitor's inaccurate reports, how would he react now?"

Zhong Xiaodan thought for a moment, then said, "Although General Mammon has suffered heavy casualties, he still has an army of 150,000 to 160,000 men, more than three times ours. Even so, they are still a formidable opponent."

Jiang Chen nodded, his eyes deep: "Yes, but if General Mammon realized the real reason for these two failures, how would he deal with it if you were him?"

Zhong Xiaodan understood Jiang Chen's meaning and took over the conversation: "If General Mammon realizes that the intelligence is wrong, then he may no longer rely on the traitor's information and choose to attack us by force. He will use his absolute advantage in military strength to launch a fierce attack on us."

Jiang Chen said in a deep voice, "That's right. If they had chosen to storm directly, we might not have been able to hold Liangzhou City. The city walls are indeed strong, but the enemy is too powerful. They have enough manpower and weapons to fight a protracted war, and we can't afford to waste time."

Zhong Xiaodan frowned slightly, obviously realizing the seriousness of the problem: "Your Highness, how should we deal with this now?"

Jiang Chen's eyes flashed with determination, and he whispered, "If General Mammon forcibly attacks the city, he will certainly ignore the harassment and ambush from the rear. Then we need to gather all our troops and concentrate our firepower on attacking the enemy's flanks. This will reduce the pressure in the frontal battle and at the same time deal a fatal blow to the enemy."

Zhong Xiaodan listened, a hint of worry in his eyes. "Your Highness, with such a desperate strategy, we must not let the enemy detect our intentions. Otherwise, if they are prepared, our plan will fail."

Jiang Chen smiled slightly, a sly look flashing in his eyes. "No, this time, we'll do the opposite. We'll deliberately leak this plan and have the traitor inform the Western Region Army. This way, General Mammon will definitely not take the traitor's plan seriously and think it's false information."

In the Western Regions, I wonder if you have heard of the story of the boy who cried wolf!

Zhong Xiaodan's eyes lit up as he understood Jiang Chen's brilliant plan: "Your Highness, this is brilliant! This way, we can guide the enemy's actions while weakening the traitor's influence among the enemy."

Jiang Chen nodded and said, "I hope the army led by the general and the eldest son can reach Liangzhou City as soon as possible."

At this moment, a guard from the General's Mansion knocked on the door and entered, respectfully reporting: "Your Highness, Prince of Yan, General Annan and General Mi would like to invite you two to a banquet at the General's Mansion."

Jiang Chen stood up, straightened his robe, and said to Zhong Xiaodan, "Let's go, take Dianzhang and the others with us, and go to the General's Mansion together."

The General's Mansion was brightly lit, a scene of bustling activity. At the banquet, the aroma of wine filled the air, and maids shuttled around, carrying fine wine and delicacies, showcasing the lavish atmosphere.

The soldiers of Liangzhou rarely relaxed. They gathered in groups of three or five, talking and laughing loudly, sharing their experiences of the fierce battles with the Western Regions Army in the past few days.

Mi Chunhong sat in the main seat with a warm smile on his face, and frequently raised his glass to toast the soldiers around him.

Upon seeing Jiang Chen and his group arrive, he immediately stood up to greet them and said with a smile, "Your Highness Prince Yan, you have made an invaluable contribution this time. Your brilliant plan has enabled us to successfully repel the enemy!"

Jiang Chen smiled modestly and returned the greeting, "General Mi, you are too polite. This is all the result of the hard work of the soldiers in Liangzhou City. I just used a little trick."

Mi Chunhong laughed heartily and motioned Jiang Chen to the table, saying, "Your Highness is too modest. Without your ingenious arrangements, our Liangzhou City would have fallen long ago."

At the banquet, after three rounds of wine, the soldiers' spirits became even higher and they all toasted Jiang Chen with wine.

Jiang Chen did not refuse and took a few sips. He knew that although the situation was tense at the moment, morale was the key to the battle, and he had to keep his soldiers' fighting spirit high.

After a few rounds of drinking, Mi Chunhong suddenly lowered his voice and asked tentatively, "Your Highness, what should we do next? The enemy has suffered heavy losses, but we cannot be underestimated. Do you have any new plans?"

Jiang Chen put down his wine glass, paused for a moment, and replied, "General Mi, my plan is to gather all the troops and attack the enemy from the flanks, preventing them from mustering an effective offensive and defeating the enemy armies one by one."

Mi Chunhong nodded, a flicker of approval in his eyes. "Your Highness's strategy is truly brilliant. Liangzhou City has been able to hold out until now with only 50,000 troops, thanks to your deployment of troops. All the soldiers in Liangzhou City are willing to obey the orders of Your Highness, Prince of Yan."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhong Xiaodan suddenly stood up, his eyes piercing as he scanned the crowd present. He said in a deep voice, "Comrades, we cannot let our temporary victory lull us into complacency. The enemy's forces still far outnumber us. Any mistake will lead to the fall of Liangzhou City."

The originally lively atmosphere at the banquet suddenly became quiet, and everyone nodded in agreement.

"General Zhong is right. Now is the time to test us. We cannot let our guard down even for a moment."

"As expected of General Annan, he is the future of the Daliang military!"

"It is a blessing for Liangzhou City to have His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan and General Annan in charge!"

The generals and soldiers were talking in high spirits, as if at this moment, Jiang Chen and Zhong Xiaodan were their gods.

Mi Chunhong smiled and raised his glass, suggesting, "Then please, Your Highness, explain the next strategy to us so that all the soldiers can understand the current situation."

Jiang Chen smiled, picked up his wine glass, and slowly said, "In the next battle, we must still maintain mobility, distract the enemy's attention, and gradually weaken their combat effectiveness. In particular, we must make good use of the terrain of Liangzhou City to delay them as much as possible and wear down their morale."

"We estimate that the Western Regions will continue to attack the city in the next few days," Jiang Chen's tone suddenly became serious. "When that happens, we will concentrate all our forces to attack from the enemy's flank."

Everyone nodded. Mi Chunhong raised his glass and said, "Your Highness is right. We must remain vigilant and not give the enemy any chance!"

The banquet continued amidst heated discussions, with everyone offering suggestions one after another, and the atmosphere became lively again.

Jiang Chen looked at the soldiers in front of him, his heart filled with confidence and strength, and then glanced at Chen Lingze in the corner.

In a dimly lit corner, Chen Lingze was watching all this silently. A complex light flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, as if he was brewing some new plan.

"Attacking from the flank? Oh? The Daliang army's plan must be right this time!"

Chen Lingze, sitting among a group of soldiers, seemed to behave naturally, but the secret in his eyes could not escape Jiang Chen's eyes. His smile appeared from time to time, but it was accompanied by a subtle coldness.

Jiang Chen knew that this man was a man of deep scheming and was definitely not an ordinary person.

What made Jiang Chen even more uneasy was that in the previous battles, he had been trying to find clues from Chen Lingze, but so far there was no conclusive evidence pointing to him as the traitor.

However, Jiang Chen is not in a hurry to expose Chen Lingze's identity as a traitor. After all, using him as an excuse to pass intelligence to the Western Regions seems to be the most appropriate thing to do!

A traitor should be useful as a traitor!