Luo Hao was furious and grabbed the deputy general:
"For this sneak attack, I swore in front of my brother that I would catch this genius in the world. How can you tell me to calm down now?"
The deputy general said helplessly: "Fang Jue established a fireworks bureau in the capital and cooperated with the Ministry of Household Affairs. He should have created these fireworks."
"Don't I know yet?"
Luo Hao put down his lieutenant and cracked the tree trunk with one punch, gnashing his teeth in anger.
"If it weren't for that signal, the combat power of the Daxia Yulin Army would not be in my eyes at all."
"It's hateful, so Feilong Racecourse was exposed, and our spies in the capital may also be exposed... This time we will suffer a big loss!"
Luo Hao could not calm down.
Everything is for this attack to catch Fang Jue and defeat Daxia's Yulin army.
But just because of one detail, because of those signal fireworks, everything was lost.
Although this feeling of powerlessness is not a crime of war, the annoyance it brings is no easier than losing a battle.
As the younger brother of the third most famous general in the world, Luo Hao is also a genius, but in the eyes of the world, there is only Luo Yang, not Luo Hao.
He always wanted to prove himself.
This time is an excellent opportunity.
If he could catch the world's number one prodigy, Luo Hao believed that he would be able to enter the Emperor's Pavilion's Dharma Eyes and be on the list.
"General, don't worry. In this attack, you have used a trick to capture Suzhou for the commander-in-chief, and the army will not say anything because of it." The deputy general comforted him.
Luo Hao was angry, then gritted his teeth and looked in the direction of Ganzhou: "Let's go back and cooperate with my brother to attack Ganzhou."
The deputy general said: "We can continue to set traps and wait until the Yulin army falls into the trap?"
Everyone nodded, feeling that it was inappropriate to go out and get nothing.
The past few days hiding among the refugees were not easy at all.
Seeing everyone's reaction, Luo Hao chuckled and said lightly: "That Fang Jue is number one on the list of geniuses."
"We wanted to make a surprise attack. We only had one chance. If we lose it, we won't be able to attack him."
"Such a talent will not be inferior to my elder brother in terms of literary skills and military skills. If we lose this opportunity, we will not be qualified to play against him."
Luo Hao has a clear understanding of himself: "You still want to ambush such a person? I'm afraid that if you backhand, they will ambush you... It's better to attack Ganzhou quickly."
"The general is right...after all, he is the number one prodigy appointed by Emperor Zun Pavilion. I have underestimated him."
…
Junyi, North Slope.
Lin Bei took people to see it in person and then came back.
"How, how many are there?" Fang Jue asked.
Lin Bei is also a veteran after all, so he can naturally identify the enemy's troops from the hoof prints of the enemy's horses.
"Not many, only two to three thousand people, but the horse hoof prints are arranged neatly. It can be seen that they are all veteran cavalry, and the horses are also very well-educated... They may really be the horses of the flying dragon carriage."
Fang Jue said: "Tomorrow we will send a cavalry from the Qianhu Camp to capture the flying dragon carriage."
"That's what I had in mind. Our horses are tired during this trip, so we need to change horses." Lin Bei and Fang Jue hit it off, and both of them had this plan in mind.
Ye Hongyi said: "Why don't I take people to Fengma Farm first and get the token to mobilize the local government?"
"That's fine, lest they destroy the evidence or escape." Lin Bei agreed.
Fang Jue was not optimistic: "I'm afraid he has already escaped."
When the Beiliang cavalry retreated, they gave a shout of support.
"We must protect the horses at the racecourse," Lin Beidao said.
Fang Jue suddenly thought: "Thousands of war horses have been given to Beiliang's cavalry. I'm afraid there aren't many left... Don't be in a hurry. Let's seal them off first and start tomorrow."
Then they each went back to their rooms.
After Lin Bei returned, he lived with the deputy general. The post station was not as detailed as the military camp.
It was just a one-night stay and then leave. There were not enough rooms. Many soldiers slept in warehouses and marched informally.
"Tsk... It's really thanks to the scouts that we found out early tonight, otherwise we would have been in a bloody battle right now." The deputy general said with lingering fear.
Lin Bei was also in shock: "The first time I went out to Beijing to fight, I made a mistake. If it hadn't been for the fireworks warning from the young master, the scouts would not have had time to report the news."
"Yes, he is indeed a genius appointed by Emperor Zun Pavilion. The young master can make things like fireworks... It is really amazing. It will be so convenient for us to have this thing in our future wars."
From the doubts at the beginning to the admiration now, the deputy general's mentality has undergone a big change.
The lieutenant general said: "There are also horseshoes. These are very useful. The horses run faster and stand more stable. They gallop all the way, and the wear on the horseshoes is much less than before."
"Coupled with the new grain, it is said that the output is terrifying...General, do you think there are people in this world who can afford so many things?"
Lin Bei shook his head, and then gave an answer he could accept:
"Of course there is none in the human world. The young master must be a god from heaven. We are so lucky to have him as our supervisor."
"Yes, the gods descended to earth, hehe..."
"..." As he spoke, snoring sounded in the room.
One after another, it was very lively.
…
When he got up early in the morning, Lin Bei ordered his deputy to lead a thousand people to seal the racecourse.
At the same time, the Yulin Army set off again, heading towards Ganzhou.
Originally, when going to Liangzhou, I had to pass through Ganzhou or Datong.
Since it was possible that Ganzhou would be attacked, it was natural to go to support the Ganzhou camp first.
Along the way, Lin Bei and other generals kept showing up in front of Fang Jue, and expressed their gratitude and praise for their life-saving grace last night.
Fang Jue smiled secretly, but he did not expect that the importance of gunpowder would be realized by the Central Committee.
Things that are useful in the military will definitely be valued by the court and then be in their hands, so Fang Jue had no intention of privately selling fireworks from the beginning.
They jointly opened a fireworks factory with the Ministry of Household Affairs, but they only received some token money and paid taxes back to the Ministry of Household Affairs.
It's all for free.
"Fang Jue, what are you thinking about?" Ye Hongyi came riding over.
Fang Jue deliberately teased: "I was thinking that we should be preparing for the wedding at this time, but we are going to the battlefield. Life is really unpredictable."
"..." Ye Hongyi pursed her lips and said intentionally or unintentionally, "Before leaving the capital, the imperial concubine invited me to meet in Weiyang Palace..."
She looked at Fang Jue: "The imperial concubine said that she likes my temperament and hates herself for not having a daughter. Your Majesty also likes a daughter but can't give birth to one..."
Fang Jue smiled, this noble concubine was no longer hinting, but making it clear.
He smiled and asked: "Then what did you say?"
"I thought this was His Majesty's wish. How could I refuse? I called my godmother at that time, and the imperial concubine also gave me a golden lock..."
This is a greeting gift and a sign of love and care from the elders.
Ye Hongyi whispered: "Fang Jue, this is what you expected, right?"
Fang Jue smiled faintly: "Originally, I went there for Your Majesty, but I didn't expect that he was not thick-skinned enough and asked the concubine to be an intermediary, haha."
Ye Hongyi understood everything after saying this.
No wonder the princes in the capital didn't take this opportunity to recognize their relatives and win over Fang Jue; Zhuge's first assistant also didn't get involved... It turned out that Fang Jue had such a big appetite that he actually wanted to be the emperor's son-in-law early on.
"Hongyi, if I perform meritorious service when I return to Beijing this time, maybe you can make me a princess or something." Fang Jue said with a smile.
Ye Hongyi chuckled: "How is that possible..."
Even if the imperial concubine recognizes her goddaughter, the emperor does not necessarily have to recognize her. Since ancient times, there have been many such half-blood marriages.
As the adopted daughter of a noble concubine, you want to be named a princess?
The queen's adopted daughter is quite embarrassing.
"hehe……"
Fang Jue smiled and said nothing, but he was certain in his heart that this thing would definitely happen.
Even if you don't make her a princess, you should still make her a princess.
After all, Fang Jue is a first-grade young master, and there is no doubt that he will be promoted... Marriage in this era is about a well-matched person.
Even if she is the adopted daughter of a noble concubine, without the status of a princess, she is not suitable for a minister like Fang Jue.
The emperor is not willing to lose face, not to mention that as long as he can bind Fang Jue, there is nothing wrong with making a princess a princess.
