surnamed Wang

Chapter 798
Wang Yijing looked at Cheng Xing's team with ill intentions, and the latter trembled inwardly. He gave his subordinates a vague wink, and several people in the crowd stepped back in tacit agreement.

"Hey, dwarf, don't hide back. You don't have to look at other people. I'm talking about you."

Wang Yijing shouted to a dark-skinned soldier, who lowered his already low figure as low as possible, but he still saw him.

Seeing that he couldn't hide, the soldier smiled honestly and walked out of the crowd, "General Wang, did you call me?"

"What is your name?"

"Feng Lei."

"You will follow me from now on."

The man turned to look at Cheng Xing, who nodded insignificantly, his heart aching. Feng Lei was not an ordinary soldier at all, but his personal guard. Although he was short in stature, he was brave and good at fighting, and he had equal prestige in the army. Thousands of households.

I originally thought that Wang Yijing was a blind cat who encountered a dead mouse, but his next words made Cheng Xing's heart tremble again:
"Old man, you are still joining the army at such an old age. What did you do before?"

"Sir, I used to be a farmer."

An old man with gray hair walked out of the queue. His military uniform was wrinkled and he was not standing. He was grinning and his teeth were leaking.

Cheng Xingxing stepped forward and advised with seemingly good intentions:

"General Wang, let's forget this. At first glance, he is a veteran who has been on the battlefield all year round and only does his work. It would be a shame for you to take him back."

"Mr. Cheng's words are wrong. There is a saying that an old man in a family is like a treasure. A sword has no eyes on the battlefield. The fact that this old man can survive to this day shows that he has the talent to seek good fortune and avoid evil.

I don't expect him to be able to charge into battle like a young man at his age. I just want him to be hired as a military advisor. He can't direct battles, but he can also direct escapes. "

The young man's words made Cheng Xing blush. The old man's name was Chang Shiyi. He was familiar with military formations, so he was not his military advisor.

Mr. Cheng had the intention to reply to the other party, but he had already said what he said before, and now pointing out Chang Shiyi's identity would only make him appear to be scheming. After thinking about it for a while, he could only choose to suffer the loss of being dumb.

Wang Yijing looked at the constipation expression on his opponent's face and suppressed a smile. The two holes under his eyebrows were not meant for breathing. He had paid special attention to the opponent's capable men when he attacked Fucheng yesterday.

At that time, the old man was riding a tall horse, wearing a Confucian scarf and holding a paper fan. He was sitting at the back with a happy expression, quite confident of winning.

Wang Yijing looked at the crowd again, looking around, and finally found the one he wanted most.

The opponent looks ordinary, and you won't notice it at a glance. Even if you look at it three or five times, you still can't remember it when you look back. However, such an ordinary person's performance on the battlefield is impressive.

At that time, Wang Yijing jumped up to the top of the city. Someone had already fought his way out. The man had a bright silver spear in his hand, which forced all the enemy troops to retreat. This was how he was able to easily capture Zhang Fucheng.

Seeing Wang Yijing focusing on his favorite Baihu, Cheng Xing hurriedly stepped forward to block the way without caring about his face:
"Brother Wang, I really can't give you this."

"Why?"

"He is my brother-in-law."

"That's a pity."

Wang Yijing shook his head, with a look of regret on his face, and then picked a few more people, but this time the other party didn't stop them.

After counting the troops, Wang Yijing left with three thousand soldiers and horses in high spirits, leaving Cheng Xing standing there with a grimace. This was even more uncomfortable than robbing his wife.

The young general who escaped the disaster came to him and said with a playful smile:
"General, when did I become your brother-in-law?"

Cheng Xing rolled his eyes at him and said angrily:

"You can't hide the fox's tail now? If you want to be my brother-in-law, you can wait until you become a thousand households."

"I would like to thank the general in advance. Oh no, it's my uncle."

The young man's face looked happy, as if the job of one thousand households was not difficult.Cheng Xing was too lazy to pay attention to him, turned to look at Wang Yijing's retreating back, and said to himself:

"This time I lost both my sister and my troops."

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With capable generals, Wang Yijing was even more powerful, and he sent another 3000 soldiers and horses to the palace. King Wu was not stingy, and gave another [-] people with a wave of his hand.

In just ten days, Wang Yijing was promoted from a thousand households to a commander-in-chief with [-] soldiers, and his position was once high.

Although the title of Commander-in-Chief is famous, not just anyone can take the position. Throwing a hundred or so people on the battlefield will not make any waves. As long as there are a few fierce generals who are willing to charge into battle and fight to the death, they can eventually fight a good battle.

But if it were replaced by thousands of people, the general would not be able to do whatever he wanted and could only command carefully step by step. If there was a slight mistake, the battle would be defeated or the entire army would be destroyed. It was no longer possible for a few warriors to turn the tide.

Wang Yijing had been a general before, so he naturally knew his responsibilities. He calmly stayed at the rear and issued orders from time to time to command his troops to attack the city.

He had been granted the title of Commander-in-Chief for more than half a month, during which time he conquered three cities in a row. As long as he captured Fan Xiong, who was known as the "Gateway to the Southwest," the entire southwest would fall under the control of King Wu.

The terrain in the southwest and northwest is complex and has always been a thorn in the side of the Central Plains. Once a separatist regime is formed, it will eventually turn into a tug-of-war. No matter how strong the country is, it will not be able to sustain it even if it takes ten or two decades.

Not only King Wu knew this, but the emperor who was far away in the capital also knew it very well. In the past month, he had sent people to keep a close eye on the army going south. News was constantly transmitted back to the capital. Ji Hong traveled day and night and finally arrived before King Wu captured Fan Xiong. support.

The scout saw Wuyangyang's soldiers and horses from a distance and hurried back to report the news. When Wang Yijing heard that tens of thousands of soldiers and horses were coming towards him, he quickly ordered a retreat.

By the time he brought 6000 people to make peace with most of his troops, Ji Hong had already set up camp outside Fanxiong City.

"Your Majesty, reinforcements from the imperial court have arrived, with a total of 7 troops."

Wang Yijing said this, but in fact he was not panicked at all. To be precise, he was still a little excited. He had defeated more with less, and it was not like he had never fought before.

King Wu saw his thoughts, shook his head and said:
"I'm afraid I won't be able to do what you want this time. The person leading the team is named Ji Hong, and he is one of our own."

"What?"

The young man's eyes widened. That was a total of 7 people. It was nothing a few hundred years ago. It was more than just pulling out a general with a solid foundation.

But the current emperor has never experienced war. He has never touched a weapon since he was born. He does not have the ability to lead troops, so he is extra cautious. The title of general is given away for free, but they will not have more than [-] troops on hand.

Ji Hong came with 7 people, obviously under the emperor's orders. If he was really from King Wu, wouldn't he have tricked the emperor?

While he was thinking blindly, a guard walked forward quickly and handed out a letter:

"Your Majesty, the gate of Fanxiong City has been opened. We can enter the city at any time."

Looking at the clean handwriting on the envelope, King Wu did not open it in a hurry. He looked at the garrison in the distance and sighed:

"Originally he was just repaying the favor of saving his life, but this time I owe him."

Wang Yijing was born into a royal family, so he naturally knew the emperor's methods. His expression changed slightly and he said:

"Your Majesty is saying that General Ji abandoned his family."

Wang Siheng nodded, folded the letter and stuffed it into his sleeves, and said in a deep voice:

"The whole army marches into Fanxiong."

Although he avoided a fierce battle, Wang Yijing was not in a good mood. The generals who defected to King Wu must have been well prepared for this.

Once a general succeeds, thousands of bones will wither. How many people will die when an emperor gains power?
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(End of this chapter)