Chapter 186 Not protecting the royal family of Wei
Meng Tian doesn't have much time. Jiang He doesn't need to explain this, Zhao Zheng also knows it.
But he didn't expect that the exact time given by Jiang He was so short.
The longevity noodles were chewy and delicious. Zhao Zheng took several big bites before nodding and speaking.
"Autumn is cold this year, and winter will come early. In three months, the Yellow River may freeze and seal the river. Ahe, is this what you mean?"
Now Yong's army has blocked several ferries that are easy to cross the Yellow River. However, if the Yellow River freezes and the main force of Wei goes south, it will be more difficult for Meng Tian to capture Daliang City than it is now.
"Yes," Jiang He said, "so we must fight quickly."
A quick victory would ensure that everything they had done to confuse Wei would not be in vain.
"Then he marched north," Zhao Zheng said with a hint of coldness in his eyes, "annihilate the main force of Wei."
The king is dead and the kingdom is falling apart. No matter how brave the soldiers are, they will be in panic.
"I am thinking," Jiang He pursed his lips, paused for a moment and said, "If the city is destroyed by Wei by then, the main force of the Wei army north of the Yellow River may be able to surrender and merge with Yong's army."
At that time, we only need to break the Wei army into pieces and disperse it into the Yong army. They will be easily this way, the Yong State increased its combat effectiveness and had the capital to compete with the Chu State.
Chu can be destroyed three years in advance.
"No," Zhao Zheng put down his bowl and flatly refused, "Most of them are Wei Ji's trusted troops. If they are left, they will cause trouble. I want to annihilate them all."
It’s okay if it’s someone else’s, it’s his, he can’t trust it, and he’s not willing to accept it.
Only by annihilating them can we feel at ease.
Jiang He buried his head in eating noodles and stopped talking for a long time.
Although he didn't say it, there seemed to be a thick atmosphere between the two of them.
The breaths conflicted with each other and slowly merged, understanding but also slightly rejecting each other, and finally turned into a clear sigh.
"Ahe..."
Zhao Zheng picked up the silk handkerchief and wiped the corners of his lips, pushed away the dishes, supported several tables with both hands, and leaned forward, helpless and with some strange emotions.
"You don't want him to die, right?"
He stared at Jiang He intently, his angular face like an unsheathed sword in the flickering candlelight.
Zang Feng concentrated his attention, but could not hide his sharp aura.
This is the will of the king.
Carved by the sun and carved by the moon, it cannot be shaken.
"If it weren't for him," Jiang He took a deep breath and said, "I would have died when I was 13 years old."
Zhao Zheng lowered his eyebrows, and a trace of pain appeared on Qingjun's cheeks.
He knew he was years too late.
He also hated himself for being so many years late.
But the past cannot be recalled, and he is unable to change it. He only felt Jiang He's hesitation, tasted his own jealousy, and then decided to continue on the path he should take.
It belongs to him and her, the road is full of thorns and there is no turning back.
"I thought," Zhao Zheng said word by word, "what you owed him back then was already paid back in Luoyang, outside Daliang City."
He knew her debt and Wei Ji's deep affection, so he let go of her hand at the foot of Jiuwei Mountain.
He could obviously kill Wei Ji who came to rob her on the spot.
He didn't, not only because he was worried about the war that was not yet ready, but more importantly, he wanted to fulfill her choice.
However, Wei Ji missed her after all.
With thousands of troops and thousands of horses, the world is surging. He has snatched his woman back and will not let anything go wrong again.
Zhao Zheng looked at Jiang He and saw that her bright cheeks were lighter brows furrowed slightly, as if he wanted to defend himself, but finally gave up.
"Even if it's all repaid," Jiang He said, "but as a friend, if he dies, I don't want him to be buried in the wilderness."
The Yong army has always had the tradition of showing off its head to the public.
The enemy generals who resist desperately will even receive the "honor" of hanging their corpses in shock.
Jiang He could not imagine what Wei Ji's body would look like hanging outside Daliang City.
How could he, a person who loves cleanliness so much, tolerate his skin ulcers and being eaten by vultures? "Gu promise you," Zhao Zheng tilted his head slightly, looked away from Jiang He's face, and said calmly, "When Wei Ji dies, Gu will not allow Meng Tian to destroy the body. Let him buy a coffin and bury him in the ground."
This was the biggest concession he could make.
"There's no need for Meng Tian to do it," Jiang He said, "I'll go."
"Jiang He!"
Zhao Zheng suddenly turned his head, his eyes were wide open and his breath was confused. He held her arm with his hand, unable to control his emotions.
They never argued.
After a year of marriage, the love is as sweet as glue.
Even if there are political differences, they are often made clear in a few sentences.
Unlike today, she doubted his sincerity, and he doubted her selfishness.
"You hurt me."
In his anger, Jiang He struggled with his arm and finally said aggrievedly.
Zhao Zheng let go of her, stood up and walked a few steps to the window, standing with his back indifferently.
Jiang He also stood up and walked behind Zhao stretched out her arms and hugged Zhao Zheng's waist.
The man in his arms was so tall, and with his ears pressed against his back, he could faintly hear his heartbeat.
Although he was too angry to speak, his heartbeat told her that he was worried, jealous, and a little suspicious.
"Zhao Zheng," Jiang He said softly, "I have no other intentions. Meng Tian can't attack the beam, let me go, I can."
She once almost defeated the Chu army in the north of Daliang City.
She is also proficient in the art of war and strategy, and maybe after walking around, she will know the solution.
Then she wanted to see Wei Ji die with her own eyes and bury him herself?
Zhao Zheng gritted his teeth and remained silent.
She didn't know why she was angry.
He wouldn't allow her to belong to anyone else, not even a minute, not even a corpse.
"As long as Yong's army does not massacre the city," Jiang He said, "I will not protect the royal family of Wei."
As a member of the royal family, it is natural for him to be well-dressed, well-fed, and served by the people. He also naturally bears the responsibilities of the family and the country and the lives of the royal family should live and die for the country, so she didn't protect them.
But the people are different.
Life, no is as bitter as is even more like a piece of grass.
Moreover, after the fall of Wei State, the people of Daliang City became the people of Yong State.
Zhao Zheng's body relaxed slightly, he raised his left hand and held Jiang He's hand on his waist.
"Yong's army never massacres a city."
He solemnly said.
Regardless of whether they attacked South Korea or Zhao, Yong's army never massacred any city or massacred the people.
This is military discipline, and it is also the ambition of Yong State to accept people from all over the world into the Huaxia clan.
"I know," Jiang He shook gently, "so let me go. I promise you, we will return as soon as the city is defeated. Then we, husband and wife, will work together to go south to attack Chu."
The husband and wife worked together and went south to attack Chu.
Zhao Zheng clicked these eight words in his heart, and the corners of his lips curled up silently.
She is always the most coaxing.
"You know I can't go." Zhao Zhengdao, "I don't want you to take risks."
He was shaken slightly by her, and his voice was not so strong.
"This is not a risk," Jiang He shook him more vigorously, "I have learned so much since I was young, but I can't use it, so I am so discouraged. Your Majesty will not doubt that I want to help the Wei State counterattack the Yong State, right?"
"You won't," Zhao Zhengdao said, "Ah He, you know that will only kill more people."
She is kind but also smart enough.
Calling back the sweet name showed that he had almost lost his temper.
"Yes." Jiang He rubbed Zhao Zheng's waist with his hands, and his voice became softer, "I will miss A Qian, and I will miss you even more. So I will go back quickly, very soon, maybe I will be back in a month ”
"Is your lonely general a loser?" Zhao Zheng laughed angrily, "Not only is Meng Tian there, but Wang Jian's son Wang Ji is also there. The two of them have struggled to capture the city. You can capture it within three or two days after you arrive there. Already?"
"Your Majesty's generals are powerful, and His Majesty's wife is even more powerful. This shows that Your Majesty is the most powerful."
Zhao Zheng turned around and hugged Jiang He in his arms.
"It was agreed..." He hesitated, but agreed, "One month. We will return as soon as the city is defeated, and we are not allowed to run to the front of the battle."
Outside Daliang City, there were many Yong troops.
The siege was launched just the day before yesterday. Yong soldiers hit the city gate with siege engines, threw boulders, climbed up with long ladders, and fired densely packed rockets into the city. Daliang City remained motionless, and the Yong army was still unable to break through the city. .
The siege battle lasted for a whole day, and in the end Yong's army was exhausted and had to retreat to the military camp.
Wei Guo also got a little breathing time.
They put out the fires burning everywhere in the city, moved the newly collected kerosene and stones onto the city wall, and even secretly opened the city gate for an hour, collected stones and arrows outside the city, and moved the siege vehicles abandoned by Yong's army. Carry it back.
Some people also searched the bodies of Yong soldiers and took away the dry food they carried from the dead bodies.
When the city is besieged, food and grass are very important.
Fortunately, according to Young Master's prediction, there is no problem in Daliang City's hard work for four or five months.
At this time, Yong's army was preparing to attack the city again. Before the drums beat, a young man suddenly approached General Meng Tian.
The reason why he was able to step into the Yongguo army was because he held the title of acting commander of the Yongguo Guards in his hand.
"General Meng."
Jiang Ben came galloping on horseback with a hearty voice.
Meng Tian turned his head and recognized Jiang Ben.
"It's Young Master Jiang!"
He looked behind Jiang Ben with some surprise and confirmed that he came alone.
Since he is a person, it is not clear whether he is representing Qi State or Yong State at this time.
"I wonder what Mr. Jiang is here for?"
"That's it." Jiang Ben raised the riding whip in his hand and pointed it at the Wei city, "I am ready to go in."
(End of this chapter)