GBP Chapter 337 Zhao Hong's Strategy
Chapter 337 Zhao Hong's Strategy
Seeing Zhao Hong's sincere request for help, Xun Milin suppressed his impatience and asked calmly, "King of Yue, please speak!"
"My father is in deep danger in the palace. Please lend me two thousand soldiers. I am willing to lead them as the vanguard and bravely charge into the city."
Zhao Hong looked determined, his eyes firm as a torch, and spoke with full confidence.
"This..." Xun Milin frowned, his face instantly filled with difficulty. Borrowing troops for no reason and inexplicably was really against military regulations and common sense.
"Hey, General Xun, the King of Yue only wants to lead his troops to rescue the emperor, but there are only a mere 2,000 of them. Why are you so hesitant?"
The eunuch supervising the army behind him was extremely anxious and shouted at the top of his lungs in his shrill and piercing voice.
"Uh!" Xun Milin's eyes rolled rapidly, and thoughts surged in his mind: Two thousand pioneers will lead the way for me, maybe there won't be too many mistakes.
"Well, since the King of Yue is so resolute, it would be unkind of me to refuse again."
"Thank you, General Xun. Please quickly mobilize the troops. I will lead them into the city."
A quarter of an hour later, Xun Milin carefully selected 2,000 men from the Zuo Wuwei army. Led by Zhao Hong, this team marched towards the capital in a mighty force.
The imperial guards saw from afar the approaching people carrying the banner of Zuo Wuwei, and were shocked to find that the leader was actually Zhao Hong, King of Yue.
"It seems that the Zuo Wuwei has already participated in this rebellion. Guards, listen to my orders. When the invaders approach, do not hesitate and beat them hard."
Xu Mu's face was as cold as ice, his eyes were full of determination, and he gave the order decisively.
Then he hurried to the palace.
Before Zhao Hong's troops got close, the imperial guards on the city wall fired thousands of arrows at the approaching army without hesitation.
The dense rain of arrows, like a dark cloud, instantly covered the sky.
"Oh no! These imperial guards are actually traitors. We must strike back immediately."
Zhao Hong pretended to be shocked and angry, and shouted at the top of his voice to order the Zuo Wuwei people to attack.
Seeing this, Xun Milin, who was following behind, hurriedly and frantically pulled out his troops, his heart in his throat, and nervously prepared to meet the enemy.
Zhao Hongchong was in the front, attacking the city with all his might. The eunuchs behind him were as anxious as ants on a hot pan, shouting at the top of their lungs:
"General Xun, the King of Yue is bravely attacking the city from the front. Two thousand men may not be able to resist. Please send reinforcements to support them."
Xun Milin was originally a deputy general, and was temporarily appointed as a general to defend the king. He had little experience in sieges, and was even more confused at this moment.
There were eunuchs standing by and urging him anxiously. He panicked and without thinking, he sent out 5,000 men to help attack the city.
After Zhu Biao's bombing, Xizhimen was in a state of devastation, with broken walls and ruins everywhere.
The Zuo Wuwei army rushed forward like a surging tide without hesitation, and bravely attacked upwards along the broken walls.
The troops of both sides instantly fought each other like vicious wolves. The soldiers stepped on the bloody corpses of their companions, holding up the gleaming swords and guns in their hands, and fought each other frantically.
At the gap in the city wall, blood flowed into a river in the blink of an eye. The thick blood gathered into a stream and flowed along the terrain. It was a horrific and shocking sight.
Just as the soldiers of Zuo Wuwei were about to attack the city wall, they were fought back by the imperial guards.
The imperial guards were like a tenacious reef, stubbornly resisting wave after wave of attacks.
The eunuch was so anxious that he jumped up and down, his face flushed crimson, the veins on his neck bulged, and he shouted at the top of his lungs:
"General Xun, send some more people over. This tower will soon be ours."
Xun Milin looked at the stalemate battle situation in front of him, feeling anxious and feeling that victory was in sight.
So he waved his hand and sent another 5,000 men to charge without hesitation.
After everyone rushed over, Zhao Hong rode back, waving his sword and shouting at the top of his lungs:
"Let's charge forward with all our might. There are only a few enemies left."
Xun Milin was overjoyed upon hearing this, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "Everyone, charge with all your might."
Seeing that Xun Milin had fallen into the trap, Zhao Hong's eyes flashed with a subtle cunning, and then he shouted loudly:
"I will offer a generous reward to the brave villagers nearby to assist you in the siege."
Xun Milin didn't care about so many things at this time. He only wanted to capture the city gate as soon as possible.
As for whether Zhao Hong could call for help, he had no time to care.
By the time everyone was charging madly towards the city gates and walls, the Imperial Guards were already finding it difficult to resist and were gradually showing signs of fatigue.
Zhao Hong gave a look to his trusted confidant who was lying in ambush behind him. The rebel general understood what he meant and raised his bow without hesitation to shoot at Xun Milin's vest.
The ragtag army surged forward like a tidal wave, instantly drowning the fallen Xun Milin. His figure instantly disappeared in the crowd, and at the same time, it overwhelmed the Imperial Guard's defense.
Zhao Hong saw that the time was ripe, raised the blood-stained sword in his hand high, and shouted at the top of his lungs:
"Charge forward and kill all the traitors."
Zuo Wuwei had the advantage at this time, and everyone was overwhelmed by the desire for victory. There was a fanatical glint in their eyes, and they were all thinking about making great military achievements.
Amid the thunderous shouts of the crowd behind them, they were like mad beasts, rushing forward with no other thoughts in their minds.
This is the case on the battlefield.
There is someone behind you pushing you hard, and you will never look back.
Because reading it will not help, it will only disturb your mind.
Seeing that the Imperial Guards were gradually losing their ability to hold out, they pulled in reinforcements from other areas. Exhaustion and determination were written all over everyone's face.
"It's no use. Why haven't the patrol troops come yet?" A captain of the Imperial Guard asked with an anxious look on his face and despair in his voice.
"I don't know. We can't control them." A centurion beside the captain looked gloomy and responded helplessly.
On the battlefield, swords and spears clashed with each other, making a clanging sound like a symphony of death. People fell one after another, and the shrill screams were endless.
There was no one left guarding the patrol camp.
But no one went to ask for help.
"I'm sure everyone knows that the newly appointed Crown Prince has rebelled and trapped us here. The Left Guards outside the city came to support the king, but the Imperial Guards are blocking them. Shouldn't we do something?"
The speaker was Dai Qi, the left lieutenant of the patrol battalion. His face was full of anxiety and anger, and his eyes eagerly scanned the expressions of the people below.
"Captain, you and the right captain are the two with the most authority here. We all obey you two."
The right colonel Huang Jifa was not Zhao Wei's man, but took orders from Wei Rong.
But at this moment, his face was uncertain, his heart was full of contradictions and entanglements, and he looked at Dai Qi with a perverse expression, without saying a word.
"It seems Captain Huang agrees with me. How about we attack the Eastern Palace directly?"
Dai Qi's eyes burned with fanaticism and impulse.
Huang Jifa still didn't say anything, but his slightly trembling lips and flickering eyes seemed to agree with Dai Qi's statement.
"Well, when we leave the camp later, Captain Huang, if you hesitate, you will hand over your military command and I will take over."
Dai Qi knew very well that Huang Jifa was cowardly and hesitant, so he simply asked for military power directly to avoid putting both sides in a difficult position.
Huang Jifa silently took out his badge and handed it to Dai Qi, still without saying a word. Only his heavy breathing and tense body showed his inner struggle.
With Huang Jifa's badge, Dai Qi handed it to a confidant:
"You go mobilize the troops, we will attack the East Palace first."
The confidant took the badge, greed and excitement flashing in his eyes, and hurried to the camp to mobilize troops.
Most of the people in the patrol camp got in through connections, but they are just here to get by. They only care about badges and money.
The visitor used sweet words to deceive people, promising high positions, generous salaries, gold, silver and treasures. Most people's eyes lit up and followed him out of the camp without hesitation.