Chapter 92： How science fights war 09┃7480: This time it is stable. (1/2)

On the way to Kaifeng, the ninth prince ordered the army to set up camp and wait for the battle report from Guancheng.

"Mu Yun is as expected! The Jie clan has already started to attack Guancheng, but fortunately we are going fast." The ninth prince took off a note from the leg of the carrier pigeon, glanced at it, and then threw it into the fire to burn into ashes.

"The Jie people are insidious and cunning, and they must be guarded." Zhuang Xu said with a smile: "We only need to wait for half a day, and when Guancheng is broken, we can kill a carbine. By then, the remnants of Le Zhengming will definitely be dead, Jie. The clansmen are exhausted after two consecutive battles. We will be able to easily win by waiting for work, and then follow the victory to pursue and recover Guancheng, Guandu, Qiuzhuang and other places..."

Before Zhuang Xu could finish speaking, the ninth prince raised his head and laughed loudly: "Okay, Mu Yun's strategy is really good! In this way, we not only eliminated Le Zhengming, but also eliminated the main force of the Jie clan, since From now on, all the troops guarding the frontier are my direct descendants, and if I take back such a big lost ground, the royal father will definitely value me even more. Well, it really is killing three birds with one stone!"

He was clearly the prince of Wei State, but he did not take the life and death of the people of Wei State into his heart at all. When the Jie people break through Guancheng, hundreds of thousands of people will suffer annihilation, and this severe disaster is only a tool for him to gain power.

The more people who died tragically, the greater the credit for the Ninth Prince. He has no world in his heart, no family or country, only selfish desires. How can such a person be qualified to be an emperor?

But Zhuang Ran didn't think there was anything wrong with this plan to destroy humanity. At this moment, he was wiping his beard and showing an admiring smile to his son. It is said that once a general is successful, the bones will die, and a manly man should be ruthless.

This is his and Yanran's son, who is already so good at the age of sixteen. Unlike Zhuang Li, he only knows how to eat, drink, play, and cause trouble. It's okay if he's dead, he doesn't have to suffer in vain like his mother.

Thinking like this, Zhuang Ran couldn't help reminding: "Xu'er, remember to write a letter to your mother to report her safety later. Besides, after calling back to Guandu, remember to collect Zhuang Li's body."

"Zhuang Li?" The ninth prince squinted and snorted coldly, "What kind of corpse is there to collect for that evil seed, without getting Mu Yun's hands dirty. Duke Zhuang, you said that Zhuang Li and Mu Yun are both your sons, why is there a difference? So big? One is smart and amazing, and the other is as stupid as a pig?"

Zhuang Ran shook his head with a wry smile and avoided answering.

Zhuang Xu waved his hand and said, "After all, he is also father's son—"

This extremely hypocritical sentence was interrupted by a soldier who rushed into the tent in a hurry: "Report ~ Guancheng victory, Guandu victory! The 180,000 army of the Jie tribe was completely wiped out by our army!"

The Ninth Prince was stunned for a while before he slapped the case: "What did you say?"

Zhuang Ran's face was full of shock.

As soon as Zhuang Xu picked up a cup of hot tea, he fell to the ground with a bang. His knees were scalded by boiling water, but he felt nothing.

"His Royal Highness, just now the spies came to report, the victory in Guancheng, the victory in Guandu, the 180,000 army of the Jie clan was killed by General Lezheng and only three or four thousand people remained. Now they have fled outside the customs." The soldier repeated.

The ninth prince was stunned.

Zhuang Ran asked in a deep voice, "What is the specific situation?"

Only then did Zhuang Xu come back to his senses and look straight at the soldier, but there was a messy buzzing in his mind. In any case, he never imagined that in such a net of heaven and earth, Le Zhengming could still escape smoothly, and in turn, he killed the beast-like Jie people to only three or four thousand people, so he was so powerful?

The soldier repeated the information from the spies in detail.

The Ninth Prince was stunned when he heard the battle of Guandu, where he won more with less.

The soldier said again: "Zhuang Li is his military advisor."

Zhuang Ran, who has always been sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, swayed slightly, and the world was spinning.

Zhuang Xu stood up abruptly and shouted in a very gaffe: "Zhuang Li is Le Zhengming's military advisor? Impossible! He doesn't understand anything!"

The soldier turned his head to look at him, with a firm tone: "It's really Zhuang Li. After the victory in the city, Le Zhengming carried Zhuang Li on his shoulders and circled the camp three times, saying that all the victories were brought about by Zhuang Li. There were also people who didn't believe it at the time. , asked Zhuang Li how to arrange the troops, and Zhuang Li used two piles of beans to deduce all the odd formations. Our spies were far away, and we couldn't hear them clearly, but the few words were quite appalling. Zhuang Li was indeed Le Zhengming's military advisor, otherwise he can't hold back the dozens of fierce generals under Le Zhengming's command."

Zhuang Xu took a few deep breaths and said quickly, "Bring the map over, and then talk to the map about how Le Zhengming fought in the Guandu battle."

The soldiers came to the map and pointed to the ground to explain.

Zhuang Xu listened intently, not daring to miss a word.

After the soldier finished speaking, he still frowned, as if he didn't want to understand. After a while, he asked the soldier to bring two cans of beans, imitating Zhuang Li's actions, and deduced the battle of Guandu.

Following the intelligence of the spies, he surrounded the red beans with mung beans, and then stared at the pile of well-defined beans in deep thought.

The ninth prince didn't dare to disturb him, he just inhaled and exhaled, barely suppressing the anger and frustration in his heart.

Zhuang Ran walked over to his son and asked in a low voice, "You don't understand Zhuang Li's arrangement?"

Zhuang Xu first nodded in frustration, stunned for a moment, then shook his head hastily, picked out all the red beans in the inner circle, stared at the thin circle of red beans with horrified eyes, and said with his palms: "I understand! !"

The ninth prince asked eagerly, "How?"

Zhuang Xu explained the mystery in detail, and then the whole person fell into a state of depression. He sat back to his original position in despair, with his hands on his knees, trying to support his shoulders, which had suddenly become extremely heavy, but he let out a low, painful cry.

It was only then that he realized that his knee had been scalded by the tea and peeled off a layer of skin.

Zhuang Ran pulled his hand away in distress and hurriedly summoned the military doctor.

The ninth prince, who has always cared for Zhuang Xu, didn't care about the other's pain at all. He just stared at the pile of beans with flickering eyes, and gritted his teeth: "Who said that Zhuang Li doesn't understand anything? His ingenuity is unparalleled in the world!"