The eldest son is fierce

Business office, conference room.

Tang Yi stood in front of the sand table, and one order after another was quickly passed down. With the Gu worm version of the tactical headset of the Southern Frontier Saintess, he could quickly integrate the information from the front and promptly convert it into instructions to be passed down.

The two battlefields, Ding'an Street in the north and Zhuque Street in the south, have already broken out, and both sides have secured their positions with overwhelming victories in the first round.

There was a minor problem on Ding'an Street to the north. Zhao Qi and the Fifth Company of the Special Service Battalion did not coordinate well, which resulted in them being hit by a volley of enemy arrows at the start of the battle, causing the loss of dozens of men.

"Damn it, all my words at the meeting were for nothing, right? Zhao Qi and Zhang Lao Jiu are the commanders. They can discuss things before the gun goes off, but once the gun goes off, they listen to the commander."

After hearing the report, Tang Yi's face darkened as he said, "Cheng Feng, if you dare disobey orders and delay the battle again, I'll shoot you!"

The special operations battalion was composed of highly skilled martial arts masters from the martial arts world. To Tang Yi, they were all elite soldiers, the cream of the crop.

The loss of any one person would bleed Tang Yi's heart, but in the battle on Ding'an Street just now, more than a dozen people died in a single round, which was like cutting Tang Yi with knives.

You should know that once these martial arts masters adapt to their military roles, they will definitely be a formidable force that will shake the world!

After Tang Yi finished speaking, Ying Wuzong, who was standing behind him, frowned and said, "Aren't your expectations too high? I've also heard Cheng Feng's battle strategy, and it's quite good!"

Tang Yi glanced back at Ying Wuzong and said, "It's good, but too risky, and... a bit too eager for quick success. It seems the Special Operations Battalion will need to be readjusted after this battle."

"I originally promoted the sons of military families in the new army to be officers in the special operations battalion because the special operations battalion was full of people from the underworld, who were too wild. I was afraid that they would act impulsively and play the underworld game. But it turns out that these sons of military families wanted to play the underworld game even more than they did!"

Ying Wuzong's expression turned strange upon hearing this. "Adventure? Who can compare to you when it comes to adventure? Right now, you're using six thousand troops to fight against the entire capital of Nanjing. Aren't you going to take the risk?!"

You're the real King of Adventure, okay?!

"You just said you wanted all the people of Kyoto to rise up and fight, is that for real? I feel like every order you give leaves me speechless!"

Ying Wuzong glanced at Tang Yi, and he had to admit that when he heard Tang Yi give this order in such a powerful and impressive manner, he felt a little excited.

How many people live in Kyoto? Nearly a million!

He can get nearly a million people to fight in one night? That's utterly absurd!

If he really succeeds, even the Heavenly King will have to call him Grandpa, and emperors from all over the world will have to call him Ancestor.

"Of course it's true. Would you joke about something like this?"

Tang Yi lay on the sand table, rapidly simulating various battlefields in his mind, and said, "Old Ying, do you know why your Shadow Sect has been rebelling for a hundred years, yet it's still just small-scale skirmishes that can't be taken seriously?"

Ying Wuzong's face stiffened, and he said irritably, "Damn it, you can insult me ​​all you want, but don't bring up my weaknesses!"

"What are you talking about? I'm teaching you how to rebel!"

Tang Yi took a small blue flag and planted it on the east side of the God of Wealth Temple. Half an hour passed, and if An Jinglou wanted to kill those civilians who voluntarily evacuated, the people should be arriving soon.

With the war on his mind, he casually said, "Because your thinking was wrong from the beginning. Cooperating with court officials and the eldest princess, even if you overthrow the dog emperor, you won't be able to hold onto the throne."

"Because you are too weak, you have no foundation or basis at all."

Ying Wuzong was immediately displeased upon hearing this. "Who are you saying has no foundation? The Shadow Sect has tens of thousands of people, and countless experts. You call that having no foundation?"

If Wei Yuan hadn't lacked martial ethics and planted the Bad People in the Shadow Sect, causing the Shadow Sect to be completely divided, would I have surrendered to preserve the bloodline of the Song Dynasty?

Certainly not!

Tang Yi knew what Ying Wuzong was thinking even without turning around, and said irritably, "You misunderstood me. When I said there was no foundation or basis, I meant the people's hearts."

"Those who have sought to seize power throughout history have first and foremost won the hearts and minds of the people, and only then do they consider other things. With the support of the people, the supply of soldiers, provisions, and logistics will be guaranteed."

"With these safeguards, you would have almost no problem overthrowing the emperor."

Tang Yi smiled and said, "So, if I were you, I wouldn't waste time in the capital of Da Yan. I would first conquer a county in Da Yan, and then start governing from that county to ensure that the people have enough to eat and wear."

"Then we'll spread our reputation, and the oppressed people around us will naturally come to visit. At that time, we'll expand the city and begin to infiltrate the surrounding major cities."

"As long as you capture a few cities and gain enough strategic depth, even if the imperial court sends troops to attack, the people will take the initiative to fight and defend their property without you having to lift a finger."

"After more than a decade of development like this, with a strong and well-equipped army, even if you don't want to be king, they will push you to dominate the world."

"..."

Tang Yi kept rambling on, and Ying Wuzong initially thought that this guy was mocking him, but after hearing the rest, he widened his eyes and was speechless.

Damn, this rebellious idea... is really ingenious!

From small to large, from nothing to something, it seems to be a gentle rain, but it is actually a turbulent storm.

Thinking about all this, Ying Wuzong's eyes reddened. Damn it, how come the emperor's life is so good? He met Tang Yi, this illegitimate son with no blood relation, who schemed for him!

If the dog emperor treats Tang Yi badly, he can lead Tang Yi in rebellion, and in three to five years, the whole country might be under the Song family again.

Unfortunately, the emperor was too kind to Tang Yi, even bestowing upon him the title of a king of a different surname.

"Brother, you're wasting your talents serving the emperor!"

Ying Wuzong interrupted Tang Yi, grinning and rubbing his hands, saying, "Why don't we go it alone? You be the emperor, and I'll be your general. We'll be invincible."

Tang Yi glanced at Ying Wuzong and sneered, "Heh, good idea, but too late. I've spent so much time laying the groundwork to tell the people that it's true I'm legislating for the Great Yan, and that it's true I'll make them live a good life."

“If I lead a rebellion now, wouldn’t that tear apart the hopes they’ve just built up? That would be too cruel.”

No sooner had the words left his mouth than Qiuju's voice came through his ear.

"General, the people from Dark Capital Tower have indeed arrived. There are about a thousand of them, led by Zhao Chongshan and Zhao Kuangjian."

"Oh wow, they really came. That's going to be fun..." Tang Yi's eyes lit up instantly, and he said, "Second Company Commander, bring your cannon up!"

"Pay attention to controlling the pace, do you understand what I mean?"

"Understood." The second company commander's voice rang in my ears.

……

South City, Temple of the God of Wealth.

At this time, the people who had retreated from Zhuque Street and Xuanwu Street were temporarily settled here. The streets and temples were almost all filled with people sleeping on the ground.

Around the Temple of the God of Wealth, the Second Company of the Special Operations Battalion lay in ambush.

At this moment, Zhao Chongshan and Zhao Kuangjian, leading a thousand soldiers, were rapidly advancing towards the Temple of the God of Wealth.