Fantasy: After transmigrating, I effortlessly became a god.

Zheng Qian led 50,000 Xuanhu soldiers, advancing towards Yancheng like a surging torrent. In order to travel as quickly as possible, Li Ying's cook battalion only made rice dumplings at mealtimes, distributing one portion to each soldier before continuing their journey.

When the Shadow Guards delivered the intelligence, Zheng Qian's brows furrowed.

It turns out that the eldest prince, Lü Jun, has already declared himself emperor in Yan City, and Zhang Zhi, the legendary Grand Marshal of Wu Yan Kingdom, is leading 100,000 Po Yue Dragon Cavalry to defend the city.

The sixth prince, Lü Xuan, is dead, and the fourth prince, Lü Jin, and Consort Mei have become fugitives accused of regicide. Their portraits are plastered all over the streets and alleys of Yan City. If they dare to show their faces, they will become rats in the street and eventually be caught and brought before Lü Jun.

As for Consort Yun and He Zuowen, the Crown Prince didn't even think about these insignificant figures. He was busy with the coronation ceremony and dealing with the Xuanhu Army and the Fenghuo Army.

More importantly, the Red Turban Army was two days away from reaching Yan City, while they were one day away from reaching Yan City.

Zheng Qian stroked his chin, thinking to himself, "Interesting. Fifty thousand against one hundred thousand, and it's a defensive battle. When the 150,000 Red Turban Army arrives at Yan City, the 250,000-strong army will launch a pincer attack. Won't the 50,000 Xuanhu Army become easy prey?"

He summoned his five deputy commanders, and they sat together. He told them all the news and then discussed strategies for breaching the city.

Iron-Blooded Zhao Long immediately shouted, "One hundred thousand Broken Mountain Dragon Cavalry, one hundred and fifty thousand Red Turbans, so what? Our Xuanhu Army is an invincible tiger, what are we afraid of! Charge straight in and fight them to the death!"

The wise and brave Zhang Yi waved his hand and said, "As the art of war says, 'Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated.' We must outsmart them, not attack them head-on."

Wang Yue, as steady as a mountain, slowly spoke up: "I think we can besiege the city and attack the reinforcements. First, cut off their supply lines, and then fight to the death when the Feng Huo Army arrives."

The sharpshooter Li Ying's eyes lit up: "You can leave the supply disruption to me."

The brave and decisive Ma Teng slammed his fist on the table: "Alright, let's do it! We'll launch the attack first and give them a taste of their own medicine!"

Zheng Qian smiled calmly. Apart from Zhang Yi and Wang Yue, the other three of the five people seemed to be unable to think about complicated issues. Zhang Yi was known for his wisdom and courage. He was the second to speak, but he only talked about Zhao Long and did not express his opinion. Zheng Qian then asked him for his opinion.

"Zhang Yi, tell me your thoughts."

Zhang Yi coughed, glanced at Zheng Qian and Feng Ziguo, and slowly said, "Although the Xuanhu Army is powerful, it is no match for the 100,000 Poyue Dragon Cavalry, let alone the fact that we are the attacking side. The 80,000 Fenghuo Army is no match for the 150,000 Hongjin Army. If Lü Jun mobilizes local troops, their army will be even larger. Therefore, we cannot fight this battle."

Zheng Qian smiled slightly, "Continue."

"Personally, I think we should rescue the Fourth Prince and Consort Mei from Yan City, then join forces with the Beacon Fire Army to retreat to the north, regroup, and then announce the First Prince's crimes. We can then attack Yan City with the intention of punishing him. At that time, we can defend or attack at the same time. Even if we can't win, we can still establish a country in the northern region."

As soon as Zhang Yi finished speaking, everyone's eyes lit up. This method was indeed very good. Even if they couldn't defeat him, they could still protect Lü Jin as a founding hero and establish their own territory. Just thinking about it was exhilarating.

Only Feng Ziguo and Zheng Qian showed no excitement. Feng Ziguo had a blank expression, revealing neither joy nor sorrow. Zheng Qian, on the other hand, was eager to go to Guangxiang Kingdom and couldn't wait that long.

Zheng Qian stretched out a hand, "Five days. I'll give you five days to take Yan City. Afterwards, I'll personally ask Lü Jin and Consort Mei for your merits. You can choose between money and power."

"Commander, relying on our 50,000 Xuanhu Army to take Yan City in five days is not just a difficult task, it's impossible." Wang Yue's face was full of worry. From Zheng Qian's words, it could be inferred that he didn't understand warfare.

“We have five times fewer troops than them, and this is a siege. Commander, please think it over.” Zhang Yi also advised Zheng Qian. In his opinion, Zheng Qian’s idea was too naive and was sending them to their deaths.

“Yes, Commander, this isn’t about money or power, it’s about going to our deaths.” Ma Teng also tried to persuade Zheng Qian, and Li Ying nodded in agreement with Ma Teng’s statement.

Zhao Long slammed his hand on the table and retorted without any politeness, "If you're afraid of dying, then hide in the back. I'll storm into Yan City first, and then you can come in and collect your military merits."

Zheng Qian stood up. "Five days is an order for you, not a discussion. Since you think you can't complete it, then learn from this operation. I will lead you to complete this mission that you think is impossible."

After saying that, Zheng Qian pointed to a flat area on the map and continued, "The Gale Grassland is the Red Turban Army's only route. It is a day's journey from Yan City and is backed by Laoyin Mountain. Judging from the Red Turban Army's current route, they will come out of Laoyin Mountain at dusk tomorrow. It is the most suitable place for them to set up camp. Therefore, we must intercept them here and eliminate the Crown Prince Lü Jun's reinforcements."

With a flick of his finger, Zheng Qian pointed at Yancheng, "After defeating the Red Turban Army, we can travel for a day to surround Yancheng and then take three days to attack it. That should be enough."

“Good, Commander’s plan is excellent. I am willing to lead 10,000 men as the vanguard and wipe out the entire Red Turban Army.” Zhao Long was the first to speak. He really wanted to show off. Regardless of whether they captured Yan City this time, as long as they rescued Lü Jin, they could establish a new dynasty in the north according to Zhang Yi’s plan. Based on his merits, he could be promoted to commander.

Zheng Qian was very satisfied with Zhao Long at this moment. Now that the enemy was strong and we were weak, we needed a brave and resolute general like him to boost morale. Otherwise, the other four calm and collected guys would have too many ideas and would miss the opportunity.

Wang Yue turned his gaze to Feng Ziguo, hoping he could persuade Zheng Qian. It was understandable for 50,000 Xuanhu soldiers to fight 150,000 Red Turban soldiers; after all, the Xuanhu soldiers were all handpicked warriors, and the chosen battlefield was the flat grassland, which was advantageous to them. However, attacking a city was far too unrealistic. Attacking a city required infantry several times larger than the enemy. Using heavy cavalry to attack a city was tantamount to suicide.

Feng Ziguo's expressionless face was blank, and he didn't speak, his eyes fixed on the map. He was once the commander of the Xuanhu Army, but he couldn't figure out what Zheng Qian was up to, daring to make such a bold claim that he could take Yancheng in five days.

If you were to say that Zheng Qian was a fool who went to his death, Feng Ziguo would be the first to refute that.

Could a fool really go from a small county town to Yancheng and wipe out the Xinyi Gang? Establish the Shengshi Huazhang Chamber of Commerce? Venture into the Underworld? Become a confidant of the Fourth Prince Lü Jin? Obtain the Golden Token of the Enchantress? Seize control of the Xuanhu Army in two days?

Keep in mind that Zheng Qian had only been in Yancheng for less than a month, yet he had already brought about a dramatic change in the situation there, forcing the eldest prince to assassinate the emperor and seize the throne prematurely.

Most importantly, the disappearance of 100,000 guards before Zheng Qian entered the Underworld remains a mystery to this day.

Zheng Qian scanned the crowd and said, “From now on, every soldier and officer must travel in groups of three, no matter where they go or what they do. Every fifty meters, there must be a group of archers of three or more. Shoot down anything flying in the sky. No one is allowed to talk to passersby. We must ensure that our marching route is kept secret.”

With a cold look in his eyes, Zheng Qian said, "Our plan to attack Yan City this time will be called 'Black Tiger Breaks into the Dragon Pool'."

"He is the commander."

The five answered in unison and then prepared for the arrangements Zheng Qian had made. However, they all suspected that Zheng Qian was using their lives to give Zhang Zhi military merit.

The confusion in Zhang Yi's eyes grew deeper and deeper. He began to doubt whether his choice had been too hasty. In his opinion, Zheng Qian was now a fool.