The furious roar was accompanied by the sound of paperweights and tokens falling to the ground, causing several soldiers to pee and run out of the camp.
Wang Fengshan opened the curtain and walked in. He immediately saw the clean tabletop and Xia Lihong, who was sitting behind the table with an angry face and scarlet eyes.
A trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, "What's going on, Your Highness?"
Xia Lihong did not speak, but looked up at the ceiling of the tent with a hint of sarcasm.
"Master, do you think there is no way I can be saved? I am trapped in Pingzhou, isolated and helpless. The spies just came to report that the route to Gaoguli... has been blocked, and we have failed to purchase food!"
Wang Fengshan's eyelids twitched and he didn't speak. He just repeated what he had said many times.
"His Royal Highness is the best among men!"
"Dragon and phoenix among men...ha..." Xia Lihong said nothing.
Wang Fengshan lowered his head, looked at Xia Lihong like this, and finally said softly, "Our Zhenbei Army has an army of 500,000. Now, it can be said to be the strongest force of this generation, and the imperial court only has 300,000!"
Xia Lihong just shook his head and said nothing. The anger and gloom in his eyes did not diminish at all.
Seeing this, Wang Fengshan sighed deeply and quietly went out.
It was undeniable that what he had always believed in was finally shaken when he saw Xia Lihong's dejected appearance.
Wang Fengshan remembered the first time he met Xia Lihong. At that time, the young boy was still an unpopular prince. Even when people mentioned it, they often didn't remember that there was such a prince.
I forgot which year it was, but at that time, he was still the emperor's imperial guard. On his way to the imperial mausoleum to offer sacrifices, he saw this little boy waiting outside the emperor's residence, praying for the emperor to see him.
On the one hand, but in the end, he just returned disappointed.
I don’t know when it was, but I was practicing swordplay outside my dormitory door as usual when I wasn’t busy, but that young man saw me.
The little boy's eyes were full of gloom - a look that had never been recognized or taken seriously since he was a child.
It was such a young boy who, looking at him, insisted on learning martial arts.
He accepted him as his disciple, or maybe he took a fancy to his other self, who had always been overshadowed by his own brother when he was a child, so he trained him carefully and gave him all his martial arts skills.
When he was eighteen years old, he received the task of guarding Northern Xinjiang, and this young boy went with him.
But... I don't know when, but the ambition in this young man's eyes frightened him.
He is a courtier, he is a descendant of the royal family, loving the people and being loyal to the emperor is a belief that is engraved in his bones, but... the young man in front of him has the blood of the royal family flowing in his body.
Wang Fengshan didn't know whether it was right or not, but he still did it.
He watched him recruit troops and horses, and watched him recruit troops everywhere, and the people wherever he went were in dire straits.
At first, he tried to dissuade her, but he couldn't resist the young man's cold eyes.
"These so-called people in the world are just dumb dogs! It's not a loss if one of them dies!"
At that time, my brother, who had never surpassed him in his entire life, accepted the fifth prince as his disciple.
What he thought was a contest started between him and Wang Shujun.
Wang Shujun was a lifelong knot in his heart, an insurmountable obstacle.
He secretly wanted to raise a not so outstanding child to be an emperor.
However... incidents of embezzlement of military expenditures and the loss of five stones in Lingnan have emerged one after another.
One by one, he remembered...but there was always a glimmer of hope in his heart.
That not-so-excellent child needs to reach a position where thousands of people admire him, and he has to make a comeback. Since ancient times, who has not stepped on a corpse?