OBS Chapter 290 Perfect Victory
Chapter 290 Perfect Victory
Prince Gao Huaide of Bohai County laughed so hard that his beard trembled. This victory in suppressing the rebellion was too quick and too perfect.
There was not a single casualty among the 30,000 troops. No, there was an unlucky guy who tripped and fell on a steel knife while collecting weapons, and cut his face.
The 50,000-strong rebel army suffered more than 600 casualties when they fought back. When they were chased by the Moyun Cavalry, more than 300 of the unlucky ones were killed. The rest surrendered. Even the main general, Marshal Pan Mei, was captured. This was truly a perfect victory!
Cao Wei and Gao Yingxiong were a little disappointed that Cheng Wuya, who instigated the rebellion, had escaped before his time. Without catching the culprit who forged the imperial edict and provoked the civil war, the dead Song soldiers would not be able to rest in peace!
Nearly 80,000 soldiers marched to the capital. The difference was that 30,000 soldiers were sitting on horseback with weapons, while the other nearly 50,000 soldiers were walking on the road in silence, uneasy and empty-handed, not knowing what fate awaited them.
There was another uproar in the court! No one could have imagined that 50,000 rebels, led by the famous general Pan Mei, could be easily and happily dealt with by 30,000 soldiers?
The young generals Cao Wei and Gao Yingxiong, who had made extraordinary achievements, with two men and two horses, bravely rushed to the front of the two armies, holding the imperial edict and shouting loudly to persuade the 50,000-strong army to surrender?
If you had known this earlier, why didn't you let my son accomplish such a great feat that would be known throughout the world?
Civil and military officials enthusiastically discussed this perfect victory. Only those officials who belonged to the royalist camp were sad and frightened. The chance of a comeback was slim. They could only hope that the emperor would wake up from his coma and recover.
King Zhao Defang of Qin was wise, benevolent and tolerant. He did not punish the ordinary soldiers of the rebel army who were deceived and bewitched. He disrupted the original organization of the 50,000-strong army and divided them into several armies with different combat effectiveness requirements. The elite soldiers of Moyun Cavalry were responsible for their intensive training.
Even the leader of the rebels, Pan Mei, was not sentenced to death by the King of Qin. Instead, he was stripped of his title and military power, and allowed to return home to retire, on the grounds that Pan Mei had fought in many battles and made countless military achievements for the Song Dynasty, and that he was deceived by Cheng Wuya's false instructions from the emperor.
Pan Mei, who originally thought he was doomed, thanked the King of Qin for his kindness and tolerance with great gratitude and returned home willingly to retire.
These reorganized rebels were trained hard by the elite Mo Yunqi soldiers, but not one of them cursed. As soldiers who had once followed their commander in the rebellion, not being executed was already a special pardon.
The training intensity was strengthened, and although it was too hard, His Royal Highness the King of Qin generously increased their monthly salary by 30%, which was real money! The daily meals were increased in quantity and meat, and they ate well and trained hard, and their physical fitness improved by leaps and bounds, and their combat effectiveness and morale improved a lot.
Being a soldier means eating food and defending the country. Who wouldn't want to be in a strong army with strong combat power? The more salary you get, the more opportunities you have to be rewarded for your meritorious service.
Sima Qingyun, who had quietly returned from Shu, looked at the soldiers who were training hard and shouting with satisfaction, and waved the sandalwood fan in his hand, "Your Majesty, these armies have been trained well in such a short period of time.
After you, my lord, take the throne, Sima Qingyun is willing to ask for permission to lead the army to the north to recover the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun."
Qin Wang Zhao Defang smiled faintly without commenting, and changed the subject: "You, the rebel leader "Wu Qiren", have secretly returned. I wonder how much my old Taishan Luo Lord misses his daughter in the capital?"
Sima Qingyun happily waved his sandalwood fan and said, "Except for our own people, who in this world knows that I, Sima Qingyun, am the rebel leader "Wu Qiren" in Western Shu?
As for Lord Luo, I think he is having a great time in Shu and doesn't want to return to Beijing anymore.
"Your Highness, Kou Zhun is truly a genius. He is young but extremely talented. He is very capable in handling local government affairs and implementing and promoting new policies and reforms. It would be a bit of a waste of his talent to appoint him as the governor of Shu."
Qin Wang Zhao Defang pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "Kou Zhun can be transferred back to the capital. My old Taishan master Luo Ji will also be transferred back to the cabinet, and the land of Western Shu will be handed over to my steady brother-in-law Luo Wen'an."
"Your Highness, when will the Emperor pass away? It will be much more convenient for you to do things after you succeed to the throne." Sima Qingyun's eyes were filled with fiery anticipation.
Qin Wang Zhao Defang said calmly: "Don't worry, Princess, use the antidote to calm him down, and when the situation is more stable, I will kill him and avenge my father and brother." ...
Concubine Li looked much more haggard and listless. She looked at the exquisite dishes in front of her but had no appetite.
He lazily ordered, "I can't eat anymore, let's leave!"
The personal maid Jingru advised with concern: "Your Majesty, please eat a few more bites! You have lost more than ten pounds in the past few days. How can your body bear it if you continue like this?" As she spoke, her eyes turned red.
Concubine Li Xian stood up, sighed, pointed at the people in the room and said, "The emperor lies in bed every day, hanging on for life. How can I have an appetite when I am depressed and bitter?
I have two biological sons. The eldest son and I have never been on the same page. The third son is also a loser and has no fighting spirit. He only wants to be a peaceful prince. I have been planning for many years. How can I be willing to accept this?"
The maid Jingru rolled her eyes and whispered, "The Third Prince lacks someone to motivate him every day, so he lacks ambition and fighting spirit. Although Princess Xiang is also very smart, she has never been very close to you, Your Majesty. How can she help you to urge and motivate His Royal Highness Prince Xiang?"
The people around you are the ones who understand your thoughts the most. If you send someone to the Third Prince, Prince Xiang, to give him instructions every day, maybe the Third Prince will become ambitious. The Emperor doesn't know when... If you miss this opportunity to compete for the throne, there will be no chance to turn the tables. Your dream of being the master of the harem is...~"
The instigation of her trusted palace maid rekindled a strong sense of unwillingness in Concubine Li's heart, and her ambition for wealth, glory and power rose again.
He grabbed the wrist of his trusted maid Jingru and said, "Jingru, if I give you to the Third Prince as a concubine, can you inspire him to seize the throne?"
The maid Jingru was secretly delighted and quickly knelt on the ground to show her loyalty, "My queen, as long as you trust me, I will do my best to live up to your expectations!"
Concubine Li Xian, who was dazzled by power and wealth, pulled the maid Jingru up and said, "Okay! Today I will summon the third prince to the palace and reward you as his concubine."