Zhao Rui raised his hand and helped the white-robed young man in front of him up.
"If I guess correctly, you are the grandson of Southern Chu General Zhaoyang, Zhaoli!"
Zhaoli clutched his chest and kept coughing. It was obvious that Zhao Weirui's sword blow had caused internal injuries to him.
His eyes were full of horror, and he stared at Zhao Rui like a dead man.
"Are you King Zhao of Dashang?" Zhaoli's eyes were dull: "Didn't you say that you can't get out of Tubo?"
Zhao Rui's portrait has long been spread throughout the world, and almost everyone in the princes and nobles of the vassal states has a copy.
Zhao Li recognized Zhao Rui at a glance!
"Yes, it's me!" After helping Zhao Li up, Zhao Rui had someone open the curtain of the big tent.
"Fifty thousand Chu troops, this is probably all the elites the city can handle!"
The war outside has come to an end. Of the 50,000 carefully selected Chu troops, 20,000 were killed and 30,000 were captured. However, the merchant army here only had 10,000.
The entire camp is full of traps dug in advance, and the scale is just right for targeting 50,000 Chu troops. It seems that Chu is waiting for them to sneak attack here!
"I was careless!" Zhaoli sighed: "I thought I could break through the camp and seize the general of the Chinese army with just one go, but I didn't expect that my plan would have been seen through long ago."
"Looking at the layout of the trap, King Zhao can even tell where I will attack from!"
"This can be regarded as an assessment!" Zhao Rui said with some solemnity: "taking advantage of the heavy rain night to raid, this is Qinglin City's only way to break the situation! As the coach, you have to do it!"
Zhaoli was slightly startled: "Assessment? What assessment?"
Ziyun next to him immediately stepped forward and opened the box that had been prepared in advance.
"General Zhaoli has the courage to attack our army camp at night. You have passed His Highness's test. If you are willing, you will now be the Lingnan envoy of our Dashang. After the Southern Chu is pacified, the general will lead his troops southward!"
What is placed in the box is a military talisman, an edict, and a seal!
Zhaoli's breathing suddenly became rapid. He had fought with the barbarians in the south since he was a child and knew the dangers of these guys.
If they are not put down, once they gain momentum, the consequences will be disastrous.
But Nanchu Guotang was indifferent to these, and just pursued pleasure and plundered the people's wealth, making the people miserable!
Over the years, the strength of Zhaoyang's Southern Expedition has never exceeded 50,000.
There are three million troops in the entire Southern Chu. If they are temporarily recruited, the number of people that can be mobilized can reach five million.
Even so, they are unwilling to send more troops to the south to completely solve the troubles in the south!
Zhao Rui gave him great grace as soon as he came up and wanted to use him to pacify the Southern Barbarians.
The specifications of the military talismans in the box can even mobilize an army of 600,000!
"Your Highness, I am just a prisoner now, you..."
"I told you, you passed my king's test! Besides, Nanchu was originally the vassal king conferred by my great merchant, and now the great merchant wants to take back the land, it is only natural and right!"
Zhao Li was a little confused. The Great Shang's use of troops against Nan Chu was indeed justified.
"Your Highness, there are some things that I feel..."
"You can consider it!" Zhao Rui said with a smile on his face: "I will give you time!"
Zhaoli didn't expect Zhao Rui to be so generous, and he really didn't know how to start.
Ziyun has already stuffed the box into Zhaoli's hands.
"If General Zhao returns to Qinglin City, His Highness will send someone to see him off. If he wants to stay, he can also arrange a camp until the general figures it out!"
Zhaoli was holding the box, feeling a little dazed.
Before he could react, the shouts of killing were heard outside the camp again.