The eldest son is fierce

Tu Jing looked at the young man standing in front of him with high spirits. His throat rolled subconsciously and beads of sweat appeared on his face. The uncontrollable fear almost swallowed him up in an instant.

Before, he relied on his status as an envoy to forcefully declare war on Tang Yi.

Now, Tang Yi used the same method to forcefully launch a war against Nanjing.

The difference is that he successfully aroused the anger of the generals of the Dayan Zhennan Army and the New Army, but Tang Yi made combat deployments in front of him, but he knew nothing and understood nothing.

By the time Tang Yi had given all the orders, half an incense stick of time had passed. At this time, he was already sweating profusely, as if he had just been pulled out of the water.

So much so that when Tang Yi's voice came, he couldn't help but shiver.

"Emissary, you may return and report. Tell Huangfu Zong that he will attack Tianyong Pass in three days, and I will attack him in three days."

Tang Yi smiled and patted Tu Jing's shoulder, then waved his hand. Liang Shao stepped forward and gestured to invite him in, saying, "Messenger, you may leave."

Tu Jing bowed and walked out of the general's tent stiffly.

After leaving the general's tent, the cold wind hit his body, and Tu Jing's thoughts gradually returned. It was already evening, the sun was setting in the west, and the dazzling sunset glow covered half of the sky like blood.

He wanted to say something, but his throat seemed to be tied and he couldn't utter a word.

As an envoy, he came to the Dayan Zhennan Army camp. Besides delivering letters, his purpose was to inquire about relevant information. Now he knew everything he should know, but he didn't know how to report it when he returned!

Marshal, be careful of Tang Yi's air force. What is the air force? An army in the sky? Isn't that nonsense?

Marshal, be careful of Tang Yi's conscienceless cannon. What is a cannon? It has no conscience!

I don’t understand, I don’t understand at all.

"Mr. Tu, please go out now while you can. Once the entire army is under martial law, you won't be able to leave even if you want to." Liang Shao bowed and smiled.

Tu Jing didn't want to go back in such a confused state, as he had no way to explain himself. The young man in front of him looked innocent, and perhaps he could find some breakthrough from him.

He raised his hand, grabbed Liang Shao's hand, and pulled him to a secluded corner.

"Young General, I think..."

Tu Jing took out a gold ingot from his arms, but the young man in front of him jumped up on the spot like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

"Gosh, old man, I treated you as my enemy, and you actually humiliated me like this?"

The young man pointed at Tu Jing, looking humiliated. "I'm the prince of Pingyuan, the Great Yan. How can I be short of a gold ingot from you? I'm being so polite to you, but you think I'm easy to bully, right?"

"Get out of here now, or I'll chop you down!"

The young man left angrily. Tu Jing was stunned as he watched Liang Shao's back. "Pingyuan Earl's son? You're a noble son, and you're just a soldier beside Tang Yi?"

Are all the sons of the nobles of Dayan so worthless?

……

Handsome tent.

Tang Yi yawned and opened the curtain, and the sand table hidden behind the curtain appeared in his sight. The production of the sand table was already taught to the Jinyiwei when they started targeting the Zhennan Army.

After the new army arrived in Nanping, Song Yi personally brought people and telescopes to carry out calculations and modifications, and eventually it became the sand table in front of us.

Qin Shujian, the Saint, Luluo and other beauties were already standing beside the sand table.

Tang Yi placed his hands on the sand table, looked at it and said, "One last adjustment. Can you hear me, artillery battalion?"

"Report, the artillery camp has arrived. All cannons are aimed at the Nanjing army camp and can launch an attack at any time." Liu Wenyan's voice came from his ears.

"Very good, cover the position well. Once the war starts, the position will become the enemy's primary target of destruction." Tang Yi said in a deep voice. The cost of cannons is more expensive than flintlock rifles. The supervisor of engineering has worked so hard that the hammers are smoking to make more than a hundred cannons. They cannot be destroyed by the enemy in one encounter.

"Yes." Liu Wenyan said.

Tang Yi placed the flag representing the Air Force in the Air Force's position and said, "Can the Air Force hear me?"

"Report, I can hear you. All the hot air balloons are in place, as are the cluster grenades and explosive packs. We're just waiting for the east wind."

Zhang Jie's voice rang out.

"Very good. Keep me informed."

Tang Yi planted the flag on the highest mountain outside Tianyong Pass and asked, "Suicide Squad, are you in position?"

"Report, eight hundred death squad soldiers are in place and ready to attack at any time."

"All the generals of the Zhennan Army, can you hear me?"

"..."

Tang Yi debugged all the generals who needed to be commanded by the Gu-worm version of the war book headphones one by one, and the results made him very satisfied.

……

into the night.

On the wall of Tianyong Pass, Li Yuanyang stood on the wall wearing armor and holding a sword, looking at the brightly lit and endless camp of the Nanjing army, his face very solemn.

Now the entire Tianyong Pass has almost been surrounded by Huangfu Zong's nearly 300,000 troops. As for when to attack Tianyong Pass, it all depends on Huangfu Zong's mood.

Now, even if he wanted to retreat to Yangcheng, he could not do so because the Nanjing army had already encircled him.

This made Li Yuanyang very uncomfortable. He only had more than 60,000 soldiers in the city. Even if they all fought to the death, it would be a miracle if he could hold out for half a day against the attack of 300,000 enemy troops.

This is the case when Huangfu Zong does not take any action at all. If Huangfu Zong, a master at the Grandmaster level, takes action... they won't be able to hold on for even half an incense stick.

The thick wall of Tianyong Pass was cut open by him like cutting tofu with just three strokes, allowing the Nanjing army to march straight in. Thinking of this, Li Yuanyang felt a chill in his heart.

Damn it, I was so careless. I shouldn’t have expressed my loyalty so quickly. Now I’m surrounded, but Tang Yi doesn’t move at all.

This feeling of waiting to die is so fucking painful.

"General Li, you are so arrogant!"

At this moment, a light laugh came from the side.

Hearing the chuckle, Li Yuanyang knew who the visitor was. He sighed and pointed at the Nanjing army camp outside the city and said, "Spirit? These hundreds of thousands of Nanjing troops are pressing against my head, and you're talking to me about spirit?"

"The army hasn't collapsed yet and is still holding on to the city walls. This is the best spirit."

"No, what did the Marshal say? Doesn't the Marshal have any news at all?"

"Of course I have some news about the Marshal." Song Yi smiled and raised his hand. A small poisonous insect appeared at his fingertips. He said, "General Li, this is the Marshal's gift to you."

Li Yunyang looked at the insect in Song Yi's hand and was immediately confused: "No, the war is imminent, why would the Marshal give me a bug instead of thousands of troops?"

Song Yi flicked his hand, and the insect drilled directly into Li Yunyang's ear, instantly making Li Yunyang feel extremely itchy.

He subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to pick the bug out, but a decisive and confident young voice came into his ears first.

"General Li, assemble all troops immediately."

"Wait until the enemy is in chaos tonight, and then I will give you the order to lead the entire army to attack the Nanjing army."