Prince Chongzhen

Chapter 39 Danger
Yesterday, soon after Ustu returned from the central army camp, he received the order for the entire army to march out, and along with it came a reward for him.

He originally thought that no matter how important the news of the barbarian emperor's escape was, his reward would probably be just some silver and prisoners. However, he did not expect that the prince would not only reward him with two prisoners, but also give him a second-class medal of merit.

This really made Wusitu, who was born between the White Mountains and the Black Waters, overjoyed, so when the army camped east of Tangshan last night, he took the initiative to ask for the task of scouting the way.

"You have already got a first-class medal?"

Just as Wustu was looking at the Yingtian city wall from a distance, an equally strong man next to him asked with some envy.

Among the rewards given to Ustu, the living prisoners were only some money and goods, but the second-class medal of merit could lead to the conferment of a hereditary position. How could others not envy him?

"Well, we are still missing a second-class medal."

Wusitu responded, and the man, who was originally a little envious, became confused.

Two first-class medals of merit can confer the title of half-Niulu Zhangjing for two generations. Although this is the lowest level of hereditary office and can only be inherited for two generations, with this as a foundation, descendants will not have to wander around in the military.

At this moment, Wusitu, who was originally staring at the Yingtian city wall, suddenly rode his horse towards the city wall.

The man didn't react for a moment, but he could only shout: "You want to die!"

The place where they stood was quite particular, so that they could see the details of the city clearly while avoiding various risks.

Now, Ustu would have to run at least forty or fifty steps. By then, although he could retreat calmly if there were enemies coming from the city, he might not be able to escape safely if the enemies came from behind.

Thinking of this, the man instinctively looked behind him, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw the empty plain.

Just at this moment, the sound of an arrow reached his ears. He looked in the direction of the sound, only to see that Ustu had put away his bow and arrow and was turning his horse to retreat.

Seeing this, the man suddenly understood.

Ustu was born in the mountains and forests. He is an excellent hunter. His years of experience as a scout have made him extremely cautious.

If it wasn't profitable, why would he put himself in a passive position?

With this in mind, the man looked towards the city again and found that the densely packed defenders on a section of the city wall were in a panic.

"Hit?"

Hearing the question, Ustu shook his head with some regret.

When he turned his horse around and looked up at the city wall, he saw that the man was actually holding onto the battlement and gesturing at this side.

Ustu never took such insults seriously. After all, they couldn't cause him any substantial harm.

"Go back to camp!"

Ustu shouted and turned his horse around first. Seeing that there was no need to stay, the other scouts also left one after another.

After a while, the area below Yingtian City became empty again, and the man on the city finally stopped.

The person holding the battlement was naturally Zhu Cilang, and he was making the internationally accepted gesture.

It only took him three or four incense sticks of time from the time he saw the soldier who brought the news to the time he climbed up the city wall. By the time he reached the city wall, before he could even catch his breath, he heard a sound of breaking air.

Fortunately, Xiang Rensheng became alert when he ran from Ustu, and when he saw Zhu Cilang drawing his bow, he directly knocked him to the ground. Otherwise, Yingtian would have no need to be defended.

"Boom!"

Zhu Cilang, who was lying on the ground, looked in the direction of the sound and saw a feather arrow as thick as a finger nailed to the wooden beam not far behind him.

"Protect His Highness!" After a burst of shouting, everyone realized what had happened and rushed to surround His Highness.

"Step aside!"

After a moment's silence, Zhu Cilang pushed aside the crowd around him, rushed to the edge of the city wall and shouted loudly:

"Damn it! I'll fuck you! XXXXXXX."

After a burst of classic Chinese curses, everyone was stunned and only Xiang Rensheng watched calmly.

It’s no wonder that Zhu Cilang lost his composure. As a modern man, when has he ever been so close to death?

Even though Xiang Rensheng had already reacted and pushed him away, this experience still made his adrenaline surge.

With no place to vent his anger, he really had no other choice but to curse.

"If it weren't for you, I would have been in danger."

"Your Highness is blessed with great fortune. How could the Tartars' arrows possibly hit your Highness?"

Zhu Cilang calmed down and said something to Xiang Rensheng, but then he heard someone shouting behind him: "The Tartars were scolded away by your highness!"

Zhu Cilang turned his head and looked outside the city, and saw that the Tartars were indeed retreating into the distance.

"Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty!"

Since some people say that the Tartars were scolded away by Your Highness, it is natural that some people will continue to flatter him.

However, there was a hundred-household office every twenty feet on the city wall. Those who were a little further away from Zhu Cilang only knew that the Tartars had withdrawn, and then bursts of cheers were heard from afar.

In such a situation, they naturally associated "His Highness's divine power" with the retreat of the Tartars. When the centurions from the more distant centurions were sent to inquire about the news, they only said that His Highness had forced the Tartar scouts to retreat.

In this way, "Your Highness's divine power" spread along the city wall like a plague, and "Your Highness scolded and drove away the Tartar scouts" was gradually passed on as "Your Highness repelled the Tartars."

In the end, the 120-mile-long outer city of Yingtian was submerged in waves of "Your Highness' Divine Power", and the huge sound waves could even be faintly heard in Yingtian City.

As for whether it was "Your Highness scolded and drove away the Tartar scouts" or "Your Highness repelled the Tartar vanguard", no one cared.

The morale of the defenders gradually rose with the shouts of "Your Highness, your majesty is mighty". What else could Zhu Cilang do except prevent others from seeing his trembling hands?
After a long time, the sound gradually died down, and Zhu Cilang recovered from the aftereffects of the surge in adrenaline concentration, and the pain in his body finally spread to his brain.

What happened today was really a coincidence. If that group of Tartars had not left in time and someone's thinking was not strange enough, these foul language would naturally be just out of anger and embarrassment.

The coincidence just happened like this, and the effect achieved was very unexpected. This has to be said to be God's preference for Zhu Cilang.

It is conceivable that with such a big commotion in the city, people in the city will naturally come out to investigate, but I don’t know which version of the answer they will get in the end.

But in the final analysis, these outrageous versions can only be circulated among the common people, and those real dignitaries have plenty of channels to know the truth.

Just like Zhu Guobi, when he heard the faint voices of "Your Highness's Divine Power" in the lobby of the Ministry of Justice, although he was not clear about the specific reasons like ordinary people, he could guess about it based on his understanding of military rules.

There were no beacons, but there was so much shouting, which meant that a small group of Tartars had suffered a small loss under the city.

However, we will have to wait until we meet the person involved to know how powerful His Highness is.

When he and the civil servants who were riding in carriages arrived at the city, they saw that the people who were stationed in the camp in the north of the city had already arrived.

(End of this chapter)