Well, there is no point worrying about Jingyang. I hope Wu Fang can arrive soon. Also, when you followed him north to Caohai, you fought with him against the enemy, close to Mu Tianlang, and with our elite Nanwang Mansion.
In comparison, is it far behind?"
"This..." Song Wuque glanced at Song Mou, slightly embarrassed. Song Mou sat up straight and replied in a deep voice, "That battle, how should I put it, although it is true that the swords are tense, but it is hard to say that it is intense.
Not necessarily, facing those people who are neither humans nor ghosts, whoever goes there is destined to die. It is hard to tell who is powerful and who is coward. Moreover, Mu Tianlang does not like to be in the limelight, has no energy left, and does not use his full strength. The situation at that time was perfect.
The Tiannan disciples he brought are about the same, but if we really want to use those as a measure, I'm afraid I've fallen into his trap."
Song Wuque's expression changed slightly: "Uncle, are you saying that King Dingtian had already decided to attack Nanfu when we were in Caohai?"
"Haha, he has had this idea for a long time, but it was just delayed by Xiang Liu'er for a while."
"In this case, let's follow what Wu Que said and test the true strength of Shepherd Sirius first, so as not to suffer a hidden loss in the first place." Yu Hongyan said lightly, she felt that Jingyang's fall was not the worst outcome.
Song Wuque sent an order, and the armies were preparing to march north from Yuzhou to take a preemptive strike. Just when the military order was passed down and the generals had not yet left the central army tent, a horseman came galloping with an urgent message. The knight on the horse was covered with sweat and looked in a hurry.
The generals stopped quickly and turned around to look at the urgent military intelligence report handed to Song Wuque. Song Wuque glanced at Yu Hongyan and Song Mou, and they nodded slightly. Song Wuque took a deep breath. This military intelligence report
The urgent report was very hot, and the uneasiness in my heart became more and more intense.
Opening the urgent report, there were not many words. As soon as he took a look at it, he couldn't help but groan. As everyone watched with bated breath, he said bitterly: "Jingyang City has fallen!"
All the generals exclaimed in unison, Jingyang City has been destroyed in just a few days! Song Wuxia's face changed drastically, and he asked hurriedly: "Second brother, my father, he..."
Song Wuque calmed down, took another look, and there was a burst of anger on his face, and he read word by word: "The fifth uncle was captured and died in a desperate battle. The thirty thousand soldiers guarding Jingyang were almost wiped out. Only a few...
Three thousand soldiers fled."
"What!?" All the generals turned pale and looked at the urgent military intelligence report in Song Wuque's hand in disbelief. Yue Pingrong murmured to himself, "There can't be something wrong."
Song Wuque suddenly clenched his hands, his face was livid, and he couldn't contain his anger. He also hoped that the news was false, but this was almost impossible. No one in the army dared to fabricate such an urgent report. It would cost them their heads.
At this time, Yu Hongyan asked: "Has Wu Fang arrived in Jingyang?"
The soldier was sweating profusely and said hurriedly: "Go back to the princess. When the news came back, the eldest prince was still three hours away from Jingyang City."
Yu Hongyan pondered for a moment, then exclaimed: "Including the time it took for the news to come back, it means that Da Gan's army broke through Jingyang City at least six hours before Wu Fang arrived. If
If he can't fly, that means..." Yu Hongyan remained silent. Song Mou shook his head and looked at the stunned generals in the camp with a wry smile, "It took him less than two hours to capture Jingyang City."
The generals were in an uproar. They were all familiar with the art of war. They naturally knew how difficult it was to attack a city. With 30,000 defenders, the generals were no more than nothing. Even if Jingyang City was not as good as Yangnan City, it was not a piece of paper. I wanted to win between the two.
To attack within an hour, unless you have several times the strength of the defenders and have sharp weapons for attacking the city, such as the fire dragon cannon in Mutianlang's camp, otherwise you want to conquer it in such a short period of time.
The city is simply a fantasy.
But what he and Mu Tianlang did, it turned out that Yu Hongzhi had the right idea. He wanted everyone to prepare for the destruction of Jingyang City in advance. He said that, but when it actually happened, it still made people unable to calm down for a long time.
The soldiers in the camp will be mobilized, and the army will immediately march towards the Yizhou Mutianlang camp. All the generals in the Nanwang Mansion are secretly guessing one thing, that is, what he will do with the baggage and food in Jingyang City.
At the same time, Li Luo was also faced with the same choice, what to do with the food he saw in front of him. They said that Nanfu was rich, and the Song family's wealth was richer than that of Dagan's treasury. He believed it, but
No matter how he said it, he didn't have an intuitive impression, but it wasn't until he conquered Jingyang City that he realized that the few pages of the Privy Council were far from describing the true picture of the Song family's wealth.
There are mountains of rice and flour, and all kinds of grains are sorted into different categories. When piled up in the cellar, it is like a smaller lake. It makes people dizzy. It would probably take most of the day to walk around it in a boat. This is just the surface, deep inside.
I don’t know how long it took. Hucha Dongchan opened her mouth wide in surprise and murmured to herself: "How many years will it take to finish eating this!"
This is just food. There are other things in Jingyang City, such as rare treasures. Moreover, this is just Jingyang City. Among the seven states of Nanfu, I don’t know how much the Song family has private collections.
It is indeed much richer than the Dagan court.
When the two armies are fighting, military strength is only one aspect. It is also a contest of national strength. Food and grass are only the most direct manifestation. The soldiers' pay, the pension for those who died in battle, the weapons, horses, equipment and herbs, and the silver reward after winning the battle, all of them are
It costs money. No matter how elite an army is, if it has no money or food, it will eventually be defeated.
In a war, in addition to beating people, there is also money. The Song family has the right time, place and people as well as him, so this battle will be very hard.
"General, how to move?" It's not about what to do but how to move. Hucha Dongchan's eyes were filled with stars. When he had to move Jingyang City back, Mu Tianlang became angry!
Looking at Hucha Dongchan's money-obsessed look, Li Luo couldn't help but smile. Not to mention the no less than 100,000 kilograms of grain, it would take several months to move it away even if Mu Tianlang soldiers came. This trip
There are only more than 8,000 people, and they are too exhausted to move them all, let alone those armored knights. They can kill people but move things? Li Luo suspected that when the order was issued, it was the moment they mutinied.
"Can't move."
"Hey!" Hucha Dongchan sighed. What a pity. He squatted down and grasped the fine grains of rice. A look of regret and disappointment appeared on his face, "What should I do?"
Li looked at it calmly, and after a long time he said slowly: "Destroy it."
"Ah!" Hucha Dongchan's heart ached so much. If she didn't destroy the food, she could only keep it here and return it to the Nanwang Mansion. In this way, there would be no need to attack Jingyang City. It hurt her heart, but she didn't either.