The eldest son is fierce

Zhuge Wanwan glanced at the generals in the tent and subconsciously raised the corners of her mouth.

She remembered Tang Yi saying when they met that he knew nothing about politics and was not particularly outstanding in military affairs, but because of advanced weapons, even if he was commanded by a pig, he could fly as long as he didn't make any mistakes.

But now it seems that guy is clearly being modest. He asked the army to help the people rebuild their houses, distributed military rations to the people, and strictly prohibited any army from killing the people...

Which order isn't for political purposes? And he calls this a lack of political understanding?!

Compared with the barbaric Northern Army that retreated in Nanjing, the army of Dayan is simply the most civilized army. Although the war is progressing slowly, if this trend continues, I am afraid that the attitude of major towns towards the Dayan army will not be to be on high alert, but to be eagerly awaiting it.

When you want to destroy a country, what do you destroy? It's its order.

When the new order built by Tang Yi was recognized, loyal to, and defended by the people of Nanjing, Nanjing had already perished.

"General Yuwen, have you heard the latest intelligence?"

Zhuge Wanwan looked up at Yuwen Chengfeng and said coldly, "If you want to fight a decisive battle with the Great Yan army, it depends on whether they will give you this opportunity."

"Believe it or not, the Great Yan army got the intelligence the moment your army left Qianyang City?"

"Do you believe that once your army reaches the front, your retreat will be cut off by the Great Yan Army?"

"Believe it or not, your battle plan has already appeared on the desk of the commander of the Great Yan Border Army before your army has even set out to attack."

Upon hearing this, Yuwen Chengfeng's face turned pale and blue. He had indeed not thought about these things. During this period of time, his energy was concentrated on Zhuge Wanwan. He couldn't wait to find Zhuge Wanwan's mistakes so that he could take his place as the marshal of the reinforcements.

Therefore, he did not pay much attention to the battles and intelligence on the front line.

If the situation on the front line is really as Zhuge Wanwan said, then defending Qianyang City is the best solution at the moment.

But now that things have come to this, he has to make up his mind even if he is wrong. Yuwen Chengfeng apologized profusely and said, "General, you are just making excuses for fear of fighting."

"There are now 200,000 troops stationed in Qianyang City. We should take advantage of the fact that the Great Yan army is still struggling to gain a firm foothold and drive them out of Nanjing in one fell swoop."

"This is His Majesty's order. Do you dare to disobey it?"

Yuwen Chengfeng's followers had been left speechless, but after hearing what Yuwen Chengfeng said, they suddenly felt their minds were opened up.

Having His Majesty's will is their confidence.

"General, His Majesty is still in the capital awaiting news. If you are so afraid of fighting, wouldn't you be betraying the Emperor's grace?"

"General, please order the army to march out and fight to the death with Tang Yi's army."

"..."

Many generals in the commander's tent also echoed this, all speaking righteously.

Ning Cai's pretty face darkened as she watched this scene, her beautiful eyes blazing with murderous intent. "How dare you disrespect the Marshal? You're courting death!"

However, before she could draw her sword, Zhuge Wanwan had already raised her hand and grabbed her.

At this time, Zhuge Wanwan had a smile on her lips, but that plain smile was full of coldness, so that the originally noisy general's tent fell into silence again after a few breaths.

"Unstable? Ha!"

Zhuge Wanwan stood up and walked out from behind the desk. "What do you mean by 'unstable'? It means the army is not stable when it's shifting from a movement to a stationed position, when the army is unfamiliar with the terrain, when the army's deployment is not complete, and when the army is running low on food and fodder."

"But now the Great Yan army's frontline fortifications are strong and ammunition is plentiful. According to the latest intelligence, there are over forty artillery pieces on the front line. Food and fodder have been replenished by the people of Nanjing. Commanders above the rank of captain are even given a map."

"Oh, the maps they have are not the simple maps we are familiar with. They are detailed maps that detail every road, every town, every village, and even every mountaintop."

"And the people who drew these maps are the spies and bad guys hiding in Nanjing."

Zhuge Wanwan stopped in front of Yuwen Chengfeng and stared at him coldly, "You said they're not yet firmly established? Tell me, how did you know they weren't firmly established?"

How could I tell that Yuwen Chengfeng was choked on the spot? Of course, this is all just nonsense.

But he naturally refused to admit it and snorted coldly, "Marshal, you are just making up your mind."

"Okay, then I won't argue any further."

Zhuge Wanwan chuckled and said, "Since you want to play, then let you play by yourselves. I won't accompany you anymore."

Judging by the time, Tang Yi's situation should be almost resolved. Taking you back to Kyoto would be a drag, so let you stay and wait for the Great Yan Army to be eliminated!

Zhuge Wanwan stared at Yuwen Chengfeng and said, "General Yuwen, from now on, I appoint you as the General of the Right Army, commanding 100,000 troops."

"I will give General Yuwen the power to make decisions. You can command these 100,000 troops on your own. Whether to fight or defend, the general has the final say."

Hearing this, Yuwen Chengfeng suddenly raised his head, his face full of shock and astonishment. He is now one of the deputy generals, but the army he can control is only 10,000 people.

The 70,000-strong Right Army was the Imperial Camp that guarded the capital. Almost all of them were the emperor's men and were loyal to him.

The remaining 20,000-odd people were those who had just been recruited from the defeated Northern Army.

This is nearly half of Qianyang City's troops, and Zhuge Wanwan actually handed them all over to him, and gave him the power to act arbitrarily... Happiness came too suddenly, and Yuwen Chengfeng was stunned for a moment and couldn't speak clearly.

The entire general's tent was in dead silence. All the generals stared at Zhuge Wanwan, thinking that she was crazy.

"What? It looks like General Yuwen is unwilling?" Zhuge Wanwan narrowed her beautiful eyes.

"No, I am willing."

That's a hundred thousand soldiers and horses. Only a fool would be unwilling to do that. Yuwen Chengfeng clasped his fists and shouted loudly: "General Yuwen Chengfeng, thank you for your help, Marshal."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of hurried horse hooves and roars came from outside.

"Eight hundred miles to rush! Eight hundred miles to rush to Kyoto!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, and the next second the commander's tent was opened, and a disheveled and bloody imperial guard rushed in.

He knelt on one knee, holding the imperial edict and military token in his hands, and shouted, "General, Kyoto has been attacked. The Imperial Guards and the Red Flame Army have suffered heavy losses. His Majesty orders you to lead the army back to Kyoto immediately to provide assistance."

"His Majesty has decreed that if the army does not reach Kyoto within ten days, you, the commander-in-chief, will be executed."

Upon hearing this, Zhuge Wanwan's face changed drastically, and he raised his hand to grab the imperial edict.

However, as soon as he unfolded it, he saw a big smiley face and a sentence painted on the imperial edict.

——It’s your turn to perform!

Apart from Tang Yi, who else could do this?

After hearing the news, the entire general's tent exploded instantly.

"What? Kyoto was attacked? How is this possible?"

"The Imperial Guards and the Red Flame Army are the most powerful armies in Nanjing. How could they suffer such heavy losses?"

"What's going on? Who started a rebellion in Kyoto?"

"..."

All the generals were immediately panicked, but Yuwen Chengfeng stared at Zhuge Wanwan with an extremely cold expression.

What a coincidence!

Zhuge Wanwan handed the right army to him one second ago, and something happened in Kyoto the next second.

Is there such a coincidence in the world?