Farm Gate Business Tycoon

Chapter 405 Approaching (22)
"No, my son, my grandson..." Marquis Xileng groaned as he lay on the wooden couch, feeling really sorry for his nearly twenty grandsons, the youngest of whom was only two years old.

The deputy general persuaded in a low voice: "Master Hou, don't you still have two grandsons? Now they are leading the army for you in southern Xinjiang. As long as they are here, you will still have children! Now the wife and the son are all left behind." In the hands of the emperor, it is better to plan slowly if you want to save adversity. In my opinion, the emperor would not dare to kill all his wife and son rashly. Tied. I don't believe that if we tied up the prince, the emperor can still remain indifferent."

The Marquis of Xileng suddenly sat up, "You're right! If we keep the green hills, we won't be afraid of running out of firewood, so we can retreat and advance!"

Seeing that he had listened to his words, the deputy general couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, annoyed at how he was persuaded by him in the first place, and insisted on rebelling with him.

Now, he was already on the thief ship, and he couldn't get off even if he wanted to.

The Marquis of Xileng said in a deep voice: "Send down the order, leave the five hundred accents in the capital and hide them, and then wait for the opportunity to kidnap the two princes. And Fang Zheng, the rebellious son, I will also kidnap him. Tomorrow morning, leave camp and return to southern Xinjiang."

In the early morning of the next day, everyone on the city wall looked at the move of the southern army brought by the Marquis of Xileng to tear down the tent in puzzlement.

"They won't just retreat in spite of difficulties like this?" The second prince stood on the city wall, wondering to himself.

"I don't think so!" The fourth prince was standing beside him, and when he heard him say this, he instinctively discussed with him. "The Marquis of Xileng's family members are all in our hands now. Even if he can give up his son, he is already in his fifties, how can he be willing to let go of his nineteen grandsons?"

"But the two sons of Prince Xileng are now in southern Xinjiang..."

The fourth prince was awakened by his words, "You mean..."

The second prince smiled, but a look of coldness flashed in his eyes, "The two grandsons of the Marquis of Xileng's family are only in their twenties. As long as they don't become eunuchs, it's no problem to have a few more children."

The fourth prince suddenly raised his hand and patted himself on the forehead, "I forgot about the two of them!"

The second prince raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder lightly, "Fourth brother has too many things to do, it's inevitable that he can't think of such details."

The fourth prince frowned tightly, "I think, no matter how you say it, it's really not right that the Marquis of Xileng chose to retreat so easily."

At this moment, everyone suddenly felt a faint tremor on the ground, as if it was the prelude to an earthquake.

The second prince and the fourth prince looked at each other at the same time, and they both saw something in each other's eyes.

In the barracks of the Southern Army, there was also chaos at this time.

A scout who went out to spy on the military situation galloped into the barracks on horseback. When he found the Marquis of Xileng, he got off his horse and said out of breath, "No, Lord Marquis, General Zhengbei has brought his troops back! It's here now!" Thirty miles away, at most a quarter of an hour will arrive here!"

"What?" Marquis Xileng was taken aback by the news, calmed down, and shouted sharply. "Immediately send the order down! Set up an array to meet the enemy!"

When the herald went down to deliver the order, the soldiers didn't care about dismantling the tents any longer. They got on their horses with weapons and lined up towards the north!

Just as the Marquis of Xileng was about to raise his gun and mount his horse, the lieutenant stopped him with an anxious expression on his face, "Master Hou, you won't be afraid that there will be no firewood if you leave the green hills. It's not a good time to go head-to-head. Let's retreat!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Marquis Xileng gave him a hard look. "Do you want me to leave all these fifty thousand elite soldiers here? In that case, wouldn't I be ridiculed?"

"I can't care so much anymore!" The lieutenant helped him onto the horse, slapped the horse's butt hard, and shouted loudly. "Guard camp, hurry up and protect the prince!"

As he said that, he himself got on his horse and fled southwards behind the Marquis of Xileng.

Just after they ran for dozens of miles, a group of Iron Armored Army bypassed the city wall and appeared in the sight of the Southern Army. The black banner was unfurled, with a picture of a crouching tiger embroidered with golden silk thread on it. The body is surrounded by a word "handsome", and under the word "handsome" is the word "Murong"!

The leader was a man with a stern expression, wearing silver armor and a silver-white fox-fur cloak fluttering behind him.

He was holding a machete in his hand, and a black steed under his crotch. He rushed into the camp of the southern army first, and when he raised the knife in his hand, several human heads flew into the air in an instant.

After exercising enough deterrence to the southern army, he had enough energy in his dantian, and said loudly: "This commander knows that you are all bewitched by the Marquis of Xileng, thinking that the emperor was killed, so you came to the capital to serve the king, don't you?" Rebels, I assure you that as long as you drop your weapons and surrender, I will let you go and not deal with any of them. But if you persist in your obsession, there will only be one result!"

As he spoke, he raised the big knife in his hand high, and on the tip of the knife was a human head that he had just chopped off.

His words immediately spread throughout the entire barracks.

Some who were not firm in their will immediately put down their weapons.

Those who refused to put down their weapons were cut down from their horses by the soldiers brought by Murong Yu.

It stands to reason that these southern soldiers are not so useless, but they are in a hurry to meet the enemy, and the coach has already run away, no one to command, and no one to boost their morale, so they were a little at a loss for a while .

But Murong Yu's side was different. They had just come off the battlefield, and the emotion of being in the fight against the enemy for a long time had not faded away.

The strength of the two sides is equal, but the morale is not the same, so it didn't take long for them to die and surrender.

However, the Marquis of Xileng traveled southward under the protection of hundreds of soldiers, but reined in the horse's reins after an hour.

It turned out that in front of them, tens of thousands of soldiers lined up in black.

He couldn't help his heart beating wildly, and he instinctively sensed something was wrong.

The lieutenant urged his horse to pass him from behind, and asked sharply, "Who is the person on the other side? Why are you blocking my way?"

A cold voice sounded from the opposite camp, "You are like a bereaved dog, so anxious, I don't know who it is? Hurry up and report your name!"

The lieutenant said arrogantly: "Who do you care about us? We are officials ordered by the imperial court. This trip has important military affairs. If you block our way, if we miss a major event, can you bear this responsibility?"

"Important military affairs?" There was a slight smile in the voice, and after a while, a young general in silver armor urged his horse out of the crowd. "What military affairs? Is there a warrant issued by the Ministry of War?"

(End of this chapter)