Zhang Chong has been standing on the wooden building, using the flag as a command.
It was already evening, and the battle had been going on all day long. The bandits suffered heavy casualties, and their morale was very low. However, the imperial army became more and more courageous as they fought.
In desperation, Zhang Chong grabbed a chess piece from the hands of his soldiers, shook it vigorously and shouted: "Brothers, hold on. The court will retreat when it gets dark..."
The sound stopped suddenly.
There was a sudden sharp pain in the throat and blood flew out.
Zhang Xiong moved his mouth but couldn't utter a single word. He tilted his body and fell from the tall wooden building, hitting the ground with a thud and throwing up a cloud of dust.
All his ambitions, greed, and desires were condensed in Zhang Chong's eyes that never rested in peace.
"Lieutenant General Zhang!" the soldiers shouted heartbreakingly and rushed down the wooden building.
The bandits in the fierce battle were also shocked by this scene. Soon, panic spread like a plague. Someone shouted: "The boss is dead, everyone, run away!"
Most of these bandits were from hungry people. In order to have enough food, they were coaxed into the bandits' stronghold. In the past six months, they had been fighting non-stop, and many people died.
Today, the imperial army's offensive was fierce, and everyone was exhausted physically and mentally, and their livers and gallbladders were cold, and their hearts were shattered. Zhang Chong's death was like the last straw that broke the camel's back.
The bandits suddenly broke up and fled, shouting: "Run! Run!"
Occasionally there was a roar: "Don't even run, hurry up and block the village gate."
Such shouts were quickly drowned out by a tsunami-like sound. In the panic, the person who fell to the ground was trampled until his internal organs started to bleed, making him look inhumane.
"Your Majesty, Zhang Chong is dead."
Xu Shiyi's blood surged and he was very excited: "We will definitely win this battle!"
Xu Jing shot Zhang Chong to death with one arrow, and felt extremely happy. He couldn't bear to use this bow and arrow again. He lowered his head and kissed the long bow, as tenderly as if he was kissing Yue Yaer's sister's pretty face. Then he quickly put away the bow and arrow and took it out of his hand.
With a long sword, he shouted: "Follow me and kill in!"
"kill!"
…
"Your Highness! Great news!"
The prince's personal soldiers rushed into the military tent excitedly. In their ecstasy, they almost forgot about the difference between superiority and inferiority: "Your Highness! The prince and General Feng have defeated Heishan Stronghold! They have won a great victory!"
The prince, who was originally lying on the bed, felt his whole body tremble. He didn't know where the strength came from, and he stood up and lay down suddenly: "Are you telling the truth?"
"Yes!" The soldier commander's lips almost reached behind his ears: "The Crown Prince specially sent someone back to deliver the letter. The battle report is here, please have a look at it."
The prince was overjoyed. He quickly took the battle report, read it hastily, and laughed with joy.
General Murong, who was staying at the barracks, also rushed in and took the battle report from His Highness the Crown Prince. After reading it, he burst out laughing like a bell: "Okay! Great! The Prince of Beihai shot Zhang Chong to death with one arrow.
!Sure enough, a hero comes from a boy!"
"Cousin Jing is born with great strength, skill and courage. He is born to lead the army." The prince's eyes were shining, and his tone was full of pride and pride: "I asked him to come to Jizhou with me that day, and he was born to lead the army."
He will show off his power."
General Murong was unequivocal in his flattery, and immediately took over the conversation with a smile: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has a good sense of knowing people and employing them without trust. The Crown Prince of Beihai owes most of his great achievements to His Highness."
The prince was filled with joy and said with a smile: "Rewards based on merit will be discussed later when Jizhou is pacified." He then asked impatiently: "When will the army come back?"
General Murong smiled and said: "There is no need to rush. Although the Black Mountain Stronghold was defeated and tens of thousands of people were captured, about half of the bandits escaped from the stronghold. Next, we must take advantage of the victory to pursue them and wipe them out completely.
Otherwise, they will harm the people and will come back soon."
This battle was won, but it was far from truly pacifying the bandit scourge!
The prince laughed: "What General Murong said is true. I was overjoyed at the moment and said stupid things. No matter what, this great victory has boosted morale and people's morale. I will write the battle report myself and send it to the capital."
Jizhou needs a big win!
The imperial court is in great need of a big victory!
His Royal Highness, who was originally feeling weak and stuffy in his chest, was now full of energy. When he picked up the pen to write the battle report, his pen was as fast as flying and he finished it in one stroke.
Until the battle report was sent out of the military camp, His Royal Highness was still in high spirits.
Doctor Wan, who came to perform acupuncture on His Royal Highness, felt a little uneasy, so he specially checked the Prince's pulse and felt a little relieved.
The prince's heartbeat is much slower than that of ordinary people, and his mood should be calm and not too excited. In the past few days, Imperial Physician Wan has been secretly regretting that he should not have impulsively told the truth that day.
No matter how open-minded His Highness the Crown Prince is, he is still a teenage boy. Suddenly he heard that he could not marry and have children, and he could not get close to women like ordinary teenagers. He had to be devoid of desires and take good care of himself in order to live a few more years. This is very shocking for any teenager.
It was a heavy blow.
The prince has been thinking a lot these days, feeling unhappy and talking much less than usual.
Fortunately, this great victory was really enjoyable. His Royal Highness finally had the smile he had not seen for a long time.
…
Ten days later.
The battle report of the Iron Guard Battalion's victory spread all the way to the palace.
The people on both sides of the imperial road were so happy that they danced and shouted long live the victory after hearing the good news. The officials secretly breathed a sigh of relief and looked happy.
Even the servants in the palace were happy.
Several ministers immediately went to the palace to see the emperor.
As a result, I was stopped outside Fuyou Palace.
Eunuch Ma chuckled and said, "Your Majesty was overjoyed when he heard that the Iron Guard Battalion had won a great victory. The Prince of Yingchuan came here specially to congratulate the Emperor. Sirs, please wait a moment."
Xu Jing, the prince of Beihai, led the troops into battle on behalf of the prince and killed the bandit leader with one arrow, which was a great achievement. This was also a great and proud event for all the princes of the vassal who were fearful in the palace.
It is not unusual for Prince Yingchuan to come to congratulate him. What is strange is that Emperor Yongming actually allowed Prince Yingchuan to speak.
Emperor Yongming's murderous intention towards the princes of the vassal could be seen by anyone with a discerning eye.
Several ministers made their own assumptions and waited together in the side hall.
This wait lasted for half an hour.
The Minister of Household Affairs could not hold back and complained in a low voice: "How can a prince of a vassal have such important matters? The emperor has stayed here for so long."
Chen Shangshu of the Ministry of War glanced at the Minister of Hubu: "This is Fuyou Hall, be careful what you say and do!"
The Minister of Justice of the Ministry of Punishment coughed: "Chen Shangshu is right. The surname of Prince Yingchuan's son is Xu, and he is a close relative of the royal family. The emperor thinks he has something to tell you. You and I will just wait here."
The Minister of the Ministry of Revenue stopped talking and snorted in his heart.
He should treat it as a rare thing to talk about the filthy and dirty things in the palace!
