The Transmigrated Life of a Salty Fish Family

Yan Yu did not further expand the results of the battle.

Instead, he crawled back.

The enemy's offensive was fierce. Having their commander taken away from them was quite a shock to them. Their faces were grim and they looked ready to fight her to the death.

If she doesn't retreat now, when will she retreat?

"Uncle, is he really a rebel king?" Yan Yu asked anxiously.

Yan Huaiwen is examining the body.

It's no wonder Yan Yu asked this question. At that time, Ke Zhen was the prince of the rebellious prince. Now there is that person hanging on the city wall, and he has two substitutes. It won't be surprising if his father does the same thing.

"He was indeed the rebel king, and was killed by an arrow." Yan Huaiwen understood the expectation in her eyes and said loudly: "Yan Xiaoqi, you have made a great contribution."

Yan Yu did not understand the double meaning of his words. He just thought that his act of snatching the corpse confirmed the fact that the rebel king was dead, which made the situation immediately clear and greatly benefited his side.

He could not wait to shout: "Gather! Gather! Everyone come closer to me!"

She has to organize people and launch a general attack.

She had forgotten her original intention of just coming out to see whether the rebel king was dead or injured.

General Yan has been leading troops in battles for a long time and has a very keen combat awareness.

Right now, it is a fleeting opportunity!

"Wounded men, retreat. Shout to this general as you retreat. Shout with all your might. The rebel king is dead. Those who surrender will not be killed!"

Yan Yu had clear ideas and gave orders as fast as jumping beans.

"Those who can still lift a knife, come here and divide into teams." She pointed her spear, exuding a domineering attitude: "The rebel king has three sons, so we will divide into three teams."

"Surround, chase, block, and intercept," Yan Yu said word by word, "Take advantage of their panic and beat them hard! Catch those three guys, regardless of life or death, and I will ask the prince for credit on your behalf! A generous reward!"

"Wounded soldier, bring a message to my Yan family army after returning to the city. Anyone who can move should come and gather quickly!"

Yan Yu believed that her team could understand what she meant.

At this time, we must pursue the victory. Are they a group of rebels? They are a group of mobile military merits! Reward silver!

"I will go and report to Duke Dingguo that the rebel king is dead." Yan Yu also assigned a task to himself.

She had to go in person, firstly to prove the authenticity of the news, and secondly to ask Duke Dingguo to focus his fire on the Western Rong. Internal traitors had to be killed, and external enemies could not be spared either.

"Yan Xiaoqi." Yan Huaiwen suddenly said, "Go back first."

His eyes fell on the body of the rebel king.

Yan Yu immediately understood what his uncle meant, and decided to hold on to what he had in his hands before thinking about other things.

Sure enough, Yan Huaiwen's next sentence was: "After fighting day and night, the army is exhausted. After resting, we will send troops to conquer the rebels and recapture Xizhou."

Yan Yu looked around.

Except that she herself is truly full of energy and spirit.

The others were holding on with one breath.

What my uncle said makes sense.

"Aren't the three young masters going to chase after me?"

She was still a little unwilling.

Yan Huaiwen: "Send some troops to follow behind them, mainly to harass them."

Yan Yu felt relieved. Yes, that's it. Let them escape in fear. After I have rested well, I will march to Xizhou and capture them one by one.

"Listen to the commander. No, listen to the military advisor."

……

"Father! I...didn't catch up!" Pan Zheng was dejected. Their army received a message from the Guanzhou army saying that the rebel king was dead. After several investigations, they finally confirmed that the three princes of Xizhou had fled with their remnants. Duke Dingguo immediately sent people to pursue them. Pan Zheng volunteered to lead the troops and chased them from early morning to dusk, but they still managed to escape.

I came back unwillingly, but helplessly.

The corners of Duke Dingguo's mouth curled slightly, he was not surprised by this result.

"It's all Xiaoer's fault. He sent the message too late!" Pan Zheng muttered softly, "Father, too. Xiaoer's message couldn't be false. He had to verify it. If it was just a little earlier, maybe I would have caught up with him!"

Panda looked at his young son and his faint smile faded.

"The Guanzhou army is one step ahead of our army. Have they caught up?"

Pan Zheng immediately raised his head and straightened it, "No, haha! They didn't catch up either!"

Panda felt a throbbing sensation on his forehead.

"We seized the body of the rebel king from the rebels. The two armies were in close combat. How come the Guanzhou army didn't catch up?"

"Yes, why is that?" Pan Zheng asked foolishly.

Panda held his forehead and swallowed the anger rising in his chest.

“They let him go on purpose.”

Pan Zheng's eyes immediately widened, and it took him a while to digest these words.

"On purpose? They did it on purpose? What does that mean? Why? They...they..."

Pan Zheng was also educated in a noble family, and four words immediately came to his mind.

He blurted out: "To support the enemy and protect yourself?"

……

Yan Yu was also asking her uncle similar questions.

On the battlefield, her mind was dominated by the battle situation and she didn't think deeply about it.

But the journey of escorting the rebel king's body back was enough for her to notice something was wrong.

Even if the Guanzhou army is tired, it is still possible to gather a team and capture one young master.

Grasping three things in one can not only add to your efficiency, but also save trouble later.

Why were they all released?

"I still don't have enough food and grass in Guanzhou." Yan Huaiwen said calmly.

"Uncle, are you going to take this opportunity to ask the court to give us money and food?" Yan Yu thought for a moment and said, "But if we keep these three princes, the rebellion will not be quelled, and the Duke of Dingguo's army will not retreat. If we don't fight, they will fight."

This is far from achieving the purpose of keeping the enemy at bay.

"How can the three parts of the Western Province be peaceful? The rebel army was defeated in this battle. The third young master is like a stray dog. He is at the end of his rope. Now, they have only two choices: either rebel to the end, or..."

"Surrender?!" Yan Yu stood up and walked back and forth on the ground.

"Uncle, who will they surrender to? Us or Duke Dingguo?"

Otherwise it would have to be General Yan, as General Pan in the Duke Dingguo's tent was not so perceptive.

Pan Zheng was still asking foolishly: "What if they still want to fight? That's Xizhou, the rich Xizhou, can they bear to let it go? Even though the father is dead, the son can still continue to rebel!"

Panda's forehead was no longer throbbing, his stomach also started to agitate.

"The rebel king is dead, the rebel army has been dispersed, the whole army is defeated, let alone the remnants. How can they resist the siege of two armies? Guanzhou let them go back, hoping to wait for them to tire themselves out, and to protect the soldiers under his command.

The border army is strong. Before, Xizhou and Guanzhou were evenly matched. The former rebelled and destroyed itself. Now only Guanzhou is strong. For the King of England in Beijing, holding such a strong army is a force that no one can ignore. He is older than the other princes and has successively pacified Beirong and Xizhou. He is strong and powerful. Now, if he can gain more popularity, who can compete with him? "

Without comparison, there is no harm.

Comparing the Yan family's waiter with his own youngest son, Duke Pan rarely spoke clearly:

"It's not about nurturing the enemy, it's about nurturing hope!" (End of this chapter)