Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 822: The End of the Zhenxi Army

Jiang Yun smiled bitterly.

"Alas, that's all in the past. There's no such agreement anymore. I think Lin Feng should be loyal to the court. After all, he was granted the title of Duke of Jingguo and Commander of the Imperial Guards, among other high positions and honors."

"But I haven't received any salary from the court, nor have I enjoyed any benefits from the court. What's the point of having these titles?"

"you..."

Seeing Hu Jincai swearing, Jiang Yun blushed.

After taking a breath, Jiang Yun asked.

"What will it take for him to come out and lead the Zhenxi Army to fight back against the rebels?"

Hu Jincai sneered: "You'd have to ask the imperial court about this. Is there anything more ridiculous than asking ordinary people to fight against the rebels?"

Jiang Yun's eyes lit up: "Lin Feng wants an official position?"

Hu Jincai had talked enough with him and waved his hand.

"If you want to board the ship, Lord Jiang, please go down to the city and wait in line. If you want to return to the city, please hurry. The rebels are coming soon. This place is very dangerous."

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the city wall, shouting as he walked.

"Walk slowly, don't send."

Jiang Yun stood there dumbfounded. She had not completed her mission and had not found out what Lin Feng wanted.

It seems that neither money nor high positions can move the hearts of these people.

What else can the court offer?

Prince Rui and other court officials have seen it very clearly.

Almost half of the entire Kyoto Acropolis was occupied by the rebels, and the remaining Acropolis was surrounded.

There was only Kancheng and Xuncheng where the Zhenxi Army was located, and not a single rebel was to be seen.

What does this mean?

The answers are all in the hearts of all the big guys, as clear as a mirror.

But no one said anything, just stared, waiting for others to come up with a solution.

These people value their reputation more than anything else. Sometimes they would rather die than admit their mistakes.

King Rui's hair turned white and wrinkles deepened almost overnight. He realized that everything he had done was an irreparable mistake.

He could not blame Lin Feng. No one else would forgive the court for such a disheartening decision.

Ma Buxuan could no longer hold on, even though Ju Chaoyue and Wei Ming were veterans who led the Imperial Guards who had been trained by the Zhenxi Army.

But after all, their number was too small, disproportionate to the rebels, and they were simply unable to withstand the overwhelming human wave tactics.

Xuncheng blocked the rebels' way forward, and Kuncheng was the headquarters of the Imperial Guards. Almost all the Imperial Guards were gathered in this city.

Gencheng, as a subsequent troop supply station, was sandwiched between Kuncheng and Kancheng and was not captured by the rebels for the time being.

The only hope now lies in the Zhenxi Army in Kancheng and Xuncheng.

If they were drawn into the battle, the pressure on Kyoto City might be relieved.

"Someone, tell Zhao Fengchun to come here immediately."

Zhao Fengchun was the commander of the Imperial Guard Battalion, with 20,000 soldiers under his command, and was responsible for the defense of the entire Kyoto city.

Upon receiving the summons from Prince Rui, he immediately rode to Prince Rui's palace.

In Prince Rui's study.

Prince Rui waved his hand to let Zhao Fengchun come closer, then frowned.

"If we want the Zhenxi Army to participate in the fight against the rebels, what should we do?"

Zhao Fengchun was stunned.

"Your Majesty, just give the order for them to leave."

Prince Rui narrowed his eyes and stared at him: "Are you pretending to be stupid or are you really stupid?"

Zhao Fengchun rubbed his hands together and said, "Your Majesty, I will do whatever you say. Don't make me think."

King Rui turned his gaze out the window in disappointment.

"Send someone disguised as the Zhenxi Army, leave from the south gate of Jingdu City, attack the rebels in Qiancheng, and then run to Xuncheng."

Zhao Fengchun asked in embarrassment: "Your Majesty, are you sending our personal guard battalion to attack the city?"

"Fools, there's no need to attack the city. As long as you appear under Qiancheng, they will definitely come out to fight you."

Zhao Fengchun nodded repeatedly: "Then we pretend to be defeated and run to Xuncheng?"

Prince Rui pointed at him and said, "We must let the rebels know that you are the Zhenxi Army."

"Ah? Your Majesty, how can we let them know?"

Prince Rui waved his hands irritably.

"The troops in Qiancheng are a ragtag bunch. They probably can't tell which unit we are. I heard they fight like crazy. We should start with them and let them attack the Zhenxi Army."

"Your Majesty, who are those ragtag troops?"

King Rui frowned and said, "They seem to be pirates from the southeast coast, not from the main clan."

Zhao Fengchun asked cautiously, "Your Highness, what if they don't fall for it?"

Prince Rui glared.

"You go figure out a way to do this. If you can't do it, you'll have to quit your job as the commander of the Royal Guards."

Zhao Fengchun quickly shrank his neck and bowed.

"Yes, Your Majesty, I will do it immediately."

Zhao Fengchun came out of Prince Rui's Mansion, mounted his horse and returned to his command post.

He sat in the chair and pondered for a while.

Zhao Fengchun had been working in Kyoto City. He had served the emperor and led a team to capture fugitives.

The only thing is that I have never fought in the battlefield against the enemy, so I have no idea what to do.

After thinking for a long time, he ordered someone to call his deputy general Hou Sheng.

"Choose a thousand soldiers, change them all into Zhenxi Army uniforms, and march to Qiancheng."

Hou Sheng is 31 years old this year. He has good martial arts skills and is a relatively steady man.

Hearing this, he immediately frowned and said, "Commander-in-chief, are you trying to cause trouble with the Zhenxi Army?"

Zhao Fengchun nodded in appreciation. "Smart! If they don't stop, the Imperial Guards will be finished soon. Once the city walls are destroyed, we'll be finished too."

Hou Sheng hurriedly said, "Sir, these 1,000 men are probably not enough. Think about it, the rebels are not stupid. Sending 1,000 men to attack the city is not a good idea."

Zhao Fengchun didn't quite understand and said immediately.

"Okay, then send more people from Qiancheng to Xuncheng, and then circle back from the west gate of Jingdu City. I will send people to the west gate to meet you when the time comes."

Hou Sheng said worriedly, "Sir, what if the Zhenxi Army in Xuncheng ignores us?"

"There's no need for them to pay attention. Just act like a good person, fight the rebels as hard as you can, and then retreat to Xuncheng."

"Sir, if you want to pretend to be real, you need more than 5,000 people."

Zhao Fengchun chewed his teeth and pondered for a long time.

"Okay, just five thousand people. Remember, to reduce the losses, it's best to bring everyone back to me."

Hou Sheng looked embarrassed: "Sir, since we have to fight them, losses are inevitable. We have to fight them with real fire and then lead them to Xuncheng."

Zhao Fengchun pondered for a moment and asked, "Who is the commander of Xun City?"

"It is said that it was a Wuwei general named Gong Sanpao."

"Okay, you're a nobody, easy to fool. Go ahead and do it."

"But, sir, where can we get so many Zhenxi Army uniforms?"

Zhao Fengchun waved his hands impatiently: "They all look the same as us. The rebels in Qiancheng are a group of pirates. It's hard to tell them apart. Go quickly. Prince Rui is waiting for news."

In this way, Hou Sheng was driven out.

He went directly to the headquarters of the Royal Guard Camp, holding the sign of the commander of the Royal Guard Camp, counted the five thousand soldiers and horses, gathered them together, and prepared a good meal for them.

Then officers above the rank of centurion were summoned and assigned tasks.

Everyone knew that they were going to war. No one needed to be notified. Just looking at the food in front of them, they knew it was almost like the last meal before execution.