Chapter 3 Hurricane VI

"I have taken the Chang's daughter as her adopted daughter and given marriage to Zheng Ziming and the others?" I was startled by Wang Jun's sudden goodwill and generous expression. Guo Wei asked with wide eyes.

"That's right! In fact, Your Majesty can recognize Chang Wanying as his daughter now, and then decide on the marriage between her and Zheng Ziming!" Wang Jun laughed dryly and nodded in a mysterious way.

The folk customs of the Great Zhou Dynasty were inherited from the Tang Dynasty, and widows were not discriminated against remarrying. Guo Wei himself married the widow of Li Cunxu, the Emperor Zhuangzong of Later Tang Dynasty. Chai Rong was about to marry Mrs. Fu, whom he was about to marry, and he once married Li Chongxin, the son of Li Shouzhen. Therefore, Guo Wei's marriage to Chang Wanying and Zheng Ziming now will not cause much harm to Chang Wanying. On the contrary, after the news of Zheng Ziming's death spread, all rewards that should belong to Zheng Ziming, except for official positions and titles, can be inherited by Chang Wanying, which is equivalent to compensating the Chang family in disguise!

There were a series of twists and turns here. Wang Jun thought he didn't need to say it too clearly. Guo Wei thought about it for a while and suddenly realized it. However, he did not expect that after Guo Wei heard it, he pondered for a long time, but finally shook his head gently, "Forget it, I and Chang Si, I don't have to do this. You can recognize Chang Wanying as the adopted daughter, but now there is no need to give a marriage. There is no need to take another innocent woman to bear the mistake I have made."

"Your Majesty is kind, I am ashamed!" Wang Jun secretly criticized Guo Wei and said loudly, on the surface, he looked like he was bowing to the teachings.

"Okay, I have said that there is no need for this between our monarch and ministers!" Guo Wei glanced at him again and waved lazily, "It's late at night, Brother Junfeng will go back to rest soon! Apart from our monarch and ministers, please don't let the third person know about Zheng Ziming's trip to Liaodong alone. After the morning court tomorrow, don't forget to allocate more food and supplies to the eldest brother and Jungui. That's all I can do now. I hope that the eldest brother and Jungui can fight harder, so that the Liao monarch and ministers have no time to distract themselves!"

"I am sorry, obey the order!" Wang Jun felt guilty and bowed seriously.

As the assistant to the dynasty, when he decided to do something seriously, his efficiency was still very considerable. It took only about ten days to allocate the food and supplies on the front line, and he had already sent it to the Hebei front line with the latest rewards from the court to Zheng Ziming and all other soldiers.

On the front line, Zheng Renhui, Chai Rong and others were leading the soldiers to fight fiercely with the army of the Later Han Dynasty. With encouragement from the court, the morale of the entire army was immediately boosted. The brothers cheered up and rushed bravely, breaking through the four opponents' formations. Then they chased forty miles away before returning.

Seeing that the Zhou army was in full swing, Yang Chonggui became tempted to avoid his sharp edge and prepared to withdraw the entire army into Dingzhou first, and then use the mountainous terrain to lay defenses layer by layer, find a way to drag the opponent into a tired soldier, and then find an opportunity to avenge his previous shame. However, as soon as he said his idea, he was attacked by Zhang Yuanheng, the governor of Zhenji, and Liu Hao, the third prince.

"No, absolutely no. Since the war started, our army has been defeated again and again, with low morale and great reputation. If we take the initiative to retreat to Dingzhou without even supporting it, the leader will be laughed at by the world! When the emperor asks, everyone can't explain it!"

"If the other party still leads the troops by Zheng Ziming, it would be right to retreat. If the other party loses to him, General Yang will naturally be alone. But now the leader has been replaced by Chai Rong. Zheng Ziming is said to be bedridden. We still retreat without fighting. Wouldn't we be laughed at by someone?"

These two guys had no word "life-saving grace" in their hearts. They just wanted to win a victory while Zheng Ziming was "seriously ill" and get all the face and prestige he had lost before.

"This, Your Highness, Zhang Jiedu, the thief army is powerful. And the news that Zheng Ziming is sick is impossible to tell whether it is true or false at the moment!" Yang Chonggui was so angry that his face was blue by the two shameless little people, and he gritted his teeth and explained in a low voice.

The Zhou army on the opposite side was no less than 30,000, and even the wounded soldiers were included, there were only more than 10,000 left. With such a huge gap in strength, how could it be possible to win in the field? Unless the leader on the opposite side, who is also a fool like the third prince, but Chai Rong, his courage and strategy, are not inferior to Zheng Ziming.

However, the reason is very simple. People who understand can see clearly at a glance. But Yang Chonggui cannot say something directly. He cannot tell the third prince Liu Hao in front of the soldiers of the army that you are just a fake Zhao Kuo. You cannot point at the tip of Zhang Yuanheng's nose and curse. You are pretending to be hay and are only worthy of going to the mills. Behind these two people, one is the emperor of the Han Kingdom and the other is the commander of the horse and infantry army. He must look at the owner when he beats dogs. Therefore, he can only be careful and point out the fact that the Han army has no chance of winning at all.

Unfortunately, the other party regarded this compromise as weak and bullied. Immediately, the third prince Liu Hao curled his lips and sneered: "General Yang is known as invincible! He has just encountered such a small setback and retreated all the way back to Dingzhou. Then is the name of invincible in the Han Kingdom too valuable?"

"That is, if the war is only more than the number of people, we would have attacked Yedu long ago!" Zhang Yuanheng ignored his shamelessness and shouted loudly beside him. "It is not possible to attack head-on. We can also attack, rob grain, flood, and attack fire. I don't believe it. Now there is no other solution except to take the initiative to retreat!"

"Since you are so capable, why don't you go by yourself!" Hu Yancong couldn't bear it anymore when he heard it beside him. He waved his fist as big as a bowl, and rushed forward, ready to teach Zhang Yuanheng some lessons.

Zhang Yuanheng was afraid of being beaten, so he immediately shrank his neck and hid behind the third prince Liu Hao. But his mouth was still creaking and making trouble: "Who is surnamed Huyan, if you have the ability, go and settle the score with your son-in-law. What kind of hero is he in the nest? I understand. You don't want to fight this battle at all. You just wait until you arrive in Dingzhou, tie us up behind closed doors, and then the father-in-law and son-in-law went to Bianliang to seek merit and reward!"

"I, I'll kill you a bad boy!" Hu Yancong became more and more angry when he heard this. He staggered Liu Hao, who was trying to pull the side of the frame, caught up with Zhang Yuanheng, and punched his fist hard at the back like pounding garlic.

Zhang Yuanheng's party members tried to come forward to stop him, but were blocked by Hu Yancong's friend Jiao Baogui, and he ran away with his head in his arms. Liu Cong tried to put on the prince's airs and then opened his mouth. He suddenly threw a sweat-covered leather guard over him. With a "descendant", he tilted his helmet to one side, and stars appeared in front of him.

In just a few breaths, the central army tent has become a vegetable market. The grievances of the generals and the aggrievances of repeated defeats over the past few days, and the resentment towards the third prince Liu Hao, were completely extinguished. Yang Chonggui's eyes were red with blue veins on his forehead, he pulled out his sword, chopped up his sword, and shouted loudly: "Stop, stop me. Whoever fights again will be Yang's life and death enemies! If you have that strength, why don't you have to be on the enemy? The enemy is on the opposite side, not in the central army tent. You save money and keep your strength. In the middle of the night, Yang will take you to avenge your previous shame!"

"Boom!" There was muffled lightning struck in the air.
Chapter completed!