After being demoted, my 300,000-strong army trampled the imperial city!

A military meeting was in a noisy and chaotic state.

Just then, a guard came to deliver a message: "Your Highness, the three thousand elite troops of the Trapped Camp and the three thousand White-Spear Soldiers have arrived."

"Well done!"

Chen Futu was overjoyed. "Four thousand against twenty thousand is a bit risky, but what about ten thousand against twenty thousand? Wouldn't that be a piece of cake?"

Upon hearing this, Li Huaifeng and his companion rushed out and saw two armies lined up neatly in an open area of ​​the camp.

The heavy killing intent emanating from the campfire was palpable; it was the Trapped Camp and the White-Spear Soldiers.

"Where did these soldiers come from?"

Wu Shangde rubbed his eyes frantically, wondering if he was seeing things.

The Trapped Camp and the White-Spear Soldiers are both elite troops among elites. Having several thousand of them would be outrageous enough, but now the two sides together have nearly ten thousand!

Qin Liangyu and Gao Shun did not ask any further questions and each gathered their own troops.

Chen Futu asked the two generals with a smile, "Is it alright now?"

The two were speechless.

They found it increasingly difficult to understand this Crown Prince, which showed that the so-called playboy of the capital was just a disguise, and that the Crown Prince had long been secretly preparing his army and waiting for the right moment.

After a night's rest, we continued our journey.

On the third day, the group exited the North Mountain Pass.

A scout reports: "Traces of a large army, approximately 25,000 men, have been discovered thirty miles to the north."

"There are more troops than we found out earlier, but it doesn't matter."

Chen Futu has now reached the second rank, and his combat strength is approaching that of the fifth rank, so there is nothing to fear.

"We are currently in Takimizuhara, surrounded by open ground. We can't ambush them; we have no choice but to fight them head-on."

Li Huaifeng stared at the map, analyzing the battle situation.

Wu Dexing snorted heavily, "They're just a rabble. Their fighting strength is limited, pieced together from various sources. In my opinion, we should follow General Qin's tactics, charge straight at them, break through their formation, and that will be enough."

Qin Liangyu wholeheartedly agreed.

In plains warfare, cavalry always leads the charge, and now that the White-Clad Soldiers have been replenished, she is confident that she can kill them with a single blow.

After carefully examining the map, Chen Futu ordered his troops to rest in place and not to advance hastily, to prevent the enemy from setting up an ambush against the cavalry. He instructed the White-Spear Soldiers to fire arrows to wear down the enemy first, and then the Trapped Camp to break through the enemy's formation and advance unimpeded.

Fifteen minutes later, a dense army pressed forward from afar.

Chen Futu and the others waited in place, unmoved. When the two sides approached, several generals rode out into battle.

Just as Chen Futu had predicted, several cities joined forces and mobilized a total of 25,000 troops.

The leading generals were all capable officers from their respective prefectures, so the army had no commander. They planned to lead their own troops and cooperate with each other to crush the rebels with overwhelming military force.

When the generals saw the situation on Chen Futu's side, they were all dumbfounded, because the intelligence they had received indicated that Chen Futu had about four thousand soldiers, but now there were at least ten thousand.

Although the Great Qian had the advantage in military strength, the rebel army had an invisible force that was solidified and its killing intent soared to the sky, far surpassing the ragtag army that they had hastily assembled.

"Gentlemen, what should we do? The rebels are on a roll and they are not easy to deal with."

"What else can we do? No matter how strong they are, they only number ten thousand. Our military strength is more than twice that of theirs. There's no way we can't win."

The generals talked all at once.

Chen Futu was getting impatient and shouted, "Generals coming from the front, make way immediately, or you will be killed without mercy."

"Chen Futu! You traitor, your crimes are unforgivable! Why don't you surrender now!"

"Enough with the nonsense, let's fight if we want to."

To be honest, Chen Futu was very disappointed. If the other side had a commander, he would have to think more highly of them. But they hurriedly put together their troops and each led their own army to fight. Were they worried that others would steal their credit, or did they completely disregard the Prince of Zhenbei's heir?

"Stop talking, just break them!"

Several of the enemy generals made their move.

The hastily assembled teams were unable to command their respective vanguards to coordinate with other teams in forming battle formations. As soon as they made their move, everything fell apart, like a pack of wild dogs charging forward in waves.

Upon seeing this, Li Huaifeng's face turned ashen.

He felt like someone had stuffed a lump of dog shit into his mouth.

Even if the enemy hadn't expected there to be 10,000 men here, they should have changed their tactics and formed a defensive formation upon seeing the military strength.

The results of it?

Without anyone commanding the vanguard and without clear orders, they were like a band of bandits, with one general leading an army in a chaotic rampage.

There were no battle formations, no tactics, absolutely none!

Seeing the chaotic army charging towards them, Chen Futu casually waved his hand, and Gao Shun led the Trapped Camp to press forward.

Subsequently, Chen Futu changed his decision at the last minute, ordering Li Huaifeng and Wu Shangde to lead three thousand White Spear Soldiers, while Qin Liangyu led the remaining troops to advance from the left and right.

The battle appeared to be large-scale, but the enemy collapsed the moment they made contact with the Trapped Camp.

Each general was shouting commands to direct the battle, but the vanguard was scattered by the Trapped Camp. The chaotic troops were mixed together and no one could tell who was who. They could not obey orders. In fact, because the Trapped Camp was like a meat grinder, some of the enemy's defeated soldiers were already charging into their own lines.

Two groups of white-spear soldiers launched an arrow attack, raining arrows down on the sky. Countless people died from being hit by arrows or trampled to death.

Looking around, the scene was one of carnage, with corpses strewn everywhere amidst the chaos of battle.

"He really is an absolute genius..."

Chen Futu had never seen a battle fought like this before.

Without a commander, once the enemy arrived on the battlefield and discovered that there were 10,000 men on their side, they were unable to change their pre-planned tactics. They could only make one mistake after another. It was wishful thinking to think that they could win the war by relying on numerical superiority.

A one-sided massacre has begun.

Two groups of soldiers with white spears charged in from the left and right flanks without encountering any resistance.

Du Hongxue, covered in blood, fought alongside Qin Liangyu, the scene resembling two white dragons tearing through a sea of ​​blood.

The battle lasted for about fifteen minutes, after which the enemy suffered a large-scale defeat.

Qin Liangyu killed three enemy generals in succession, and then shot an arrow from a distance to kill a general who was about to be killed by Wu Shangde. Wu Shangde was so angry that his face turned green. After all, he had never fought such a satisfying battle in his life!

About half an hour later, the war ended.

More than 10,000 surrendered; the rest either fled or were killed.

Chen Futu looked at the Daqian soldiers kneeling on the ground, his head buzzing.

Li Huaifeng rode up and said with a complicated expression, "This is ridiculous. Even if a commander had come, we wouldn't have won so easily."

"This is due to the information gap. If they had known in advance that we had tens of thousands of soldiers, they wouldn't have made such arrangements."

In short, the enemy's defeat was to be expected, especially since they were not soldiers who had actually gone to the battlefield, but rather a hastily assembled ragtag army.

"General Wu, how is it now?"

Qin Liangyu's deep eyes stared straight at Wu Shangde through the ghost mask. The latter blushed and was about to dismount and kowtow when Chen Futu hurriedly stopped him, "No, it's just a joke."

"There are no jokes in the military. If you're willing to gamble, you have to accept the consequences. I, Old Wu, am someone who can afford to lose."

Wu Shangde's face turned red and his neck bulged, while Chen Futu was in a dilemma, as he did not want any discord to arise among the military generals.