Joy of Life: I am a Han Dynasty succubus, and I rebel from the beginning

Chapter 314, Sang Wen is pregnant, and they are attacking Kyoto fiercely. A merciful army cannot be commanded!
Fan Xian nodded with confidence, his eyes flickering.

He came to the general's mansion not just to see his sister Fan Ruoruo.

Although the means used were somewhat despicable, they now serve different masters and are incompatible with each other. All we have to wait and see is the outcome.

Be despicable if you want to!

Fan Xian wanted to see if Liu Hong had the ruthlessness of Liu Bang, and whether he could shamelessly ask for a share of the spoils.

If Liu Hong really did this, wouldn't his subordinates have ulterior motives?

Fan Ruoruo understood Fan Xian's thoughts, and a hint of pity appeared in her eyes.

However, she still whispered to the maid to bring Liu Ying over.

In the original novel, Fan Xian threatened the deposed Crown Prince Li Chengqian with the lives of the Queen and the Queen Mother.

And now Fan Xian chooses to use Fan Ruoruo and Liu Ying to threaten Liu Hong.

After going around in circles, I returned to the starting point, and everything returned to fate.

Outside the tents, except for the necessary soldiers guarding the camp, most of the soldiers went into the tents one after another and fell asleep.

The fire in Liu Hong's tent was faintly visible.

Hong Zhu served on both sides and handed over a letter.

Then he remained silent, only adding tea when appropriate.

The lights flickered, illuminating Liu Hong's face, which looked sometimes cold and sometimes hesitant.

Zhang Liang sneaked into the tent at some point and sat on the chair prepared by Hong Zhu, seemingly waiting for something.

After a long time, Liu Hong finally spoke.

"Sang Wen and his personal guards escaped from the control of the Supervisory Council. Fan Ruoruo finally decided to stand by Fan Xian, right?"

The letter recorded everything clearly, but Liu Hong still opened his mouth to ask.

Zhang Liang cupped his hands.

"My lord, Madam Sang Wen is already pregnant. What are you waiting for? For the great cause, everything can be sacrificed!"

"Yes, everything can be sacrificed."

Liu Hong murmured, then took a sip of tea.

I don’t know if it’s because it’s been stored for too long, but the tea is particularly bitter.

During the days when he entered Kyoto and dealt with Wu Shang's betrayal, Zhang Liang advised Liu Hong that he had too few offspring and it was time to have one or two more.

The original intention was to make preparations for both situations.

But now it has become Liu Ying's death warrant.

As one of the women who had followed Liu Hong the longest, Sang Wen stayed in Qianlong Bay for a while.

It can be said that her children can still get the support of the forces under her command.

What he lacked compared to Liu Ying was the recognition of the aristocratic families, and he was less corrupt and weak.

But there is also a vigorous reform and innovation.

Zhang Liang looked at Liu Hong, waiting for the decision of the Duke of Pei.

"Forget it. Whether he lives or dies depends on his fate. If he lives, he can become a puppet emperor. If he dies, his future life won't be so miserable."

Liu Hong shook his head, tore off the news of Sang Wen's pregnancy, crumpled it into a ball of paper, and threw it at Zhang Liang's feet.

A smile finally appeared on Zhang Liang's face. He saw Liu Hong's determination.

Even if Liu Ying did not die this time and his position as the eldest son and heir was not abolished, what would it matter?

It's just making wedding dresses for others and being the pioneer for the king.

"Pei Gong, I will pass this good news to the army right away."

Zhang Liang picked up the paper ball and bowed.

In fact, he was hinting to these generals that for the sake of the great cause, if Liu Ying did not have this blessing, he should just die.

Sang Wen is pregnant, and Daye still has an heir!
Liu Hong was still sitting on the chair with a gloomy look in his eyes.

Hong Zhu showed a trace of reluctance on his face, as Liu Ying was the child he watched being born.

It was just dawn when the 100,000-strong army started cooking and rushed to the city wall again without hesitation.

Although Fan Xian had just taken charge of an army of 100,000 defending the city, he was assisted by Prince Jing, Fan Jian, Chen Pingping and others who had devoted all their efforts.

We got through five or six days without any major incidents.

Even under Han Xin's careful command, Liu Hong's army of 100,000 lost nearly 20,000 men.

As for Fan Xian... he doesn't have Li Chengru's ability to lead troops. Even when defending a city, he can't even achieve a one-to-one casualty ratio.

Seven days later, Han Xin looked at the exhausted and demoralized soldiers defending the city, nodded slightly, and bowed to Liu Hong.

"Pei Gong, it's time to mobilize all the troops to attack the city!"

The city had been defended for so long that the morale was already low, and the capital's water resources were also stretched to the limit due to the drastic consumption.

In addition, Li Chengru, the governor of Kyoto who had shared the hardships with the soldiers, fell seriously ill for unknown reasons and was unable to command the army.

Yan He, a senior general of the city defense army, also rebelled late at night. Although all the rebels in the city were massacred, the question is, is this the only hidden chess piece of Pei Gong?

With these layers of problems piling up.

Many noble families in Kyoto have quietly packed their bags, preparing to flee to the south of the Yangtze River when the city is broken.

Fan Xian's eyes were bloodshot and his expression was full of fatigue.

The handsome and pretty face of the past is now filled with decadence.

"How many imperial guards are left?"

Deng Ziyue thought for a while and then spoke slowly.

"There are probably about two thousand left."

Li Chengru's most trusted imperial guards now only have two thousand men left.

Fan Xian smiled, and there was a hint of Emperor Qing in his features.

"It seems that today is the day for a massive siege. Let Fan Ruoruo come over. Perhaps only she can dissuade Liu Hong from his madness."

The people around were shocked.

Everyone knows that Liu Hong favors his concubine over his wife. If it were just Fan Ruoruo, I'm afraid Liu Hong wouldn't even bother to deal with her.

Unless the eldest son Liu Ying is also under Fan Xian's control.

Fan Jian's expression also changed a little, no longer worried, but relieved.

After going through ups and downs, Fan Xian has finally grown up, and it's time for him to stand on his own.

Deng Ziyue gritted his teeth and took the secret agents from the Supervisory Office to the general's mansion to bring up Fan Ruoruo and Liu Ying.

At this point, what choice do they have?
The battle for Kyoto has never been so fierce.

Except for not using Liu Hong's 10,000-strong guard force, Han Xin also sent almost all of the Dingzhou Army, Qianlongwan Cavalry, and garrison divisions.

Liu Hong sat quietly under the Liu family's banner, with his sword pointing at the top of the Kyoto city wall.

"Whoever captures the capital first will be rewarded with ten thousand gold coins and be granted the title of Marquis of Ten Thousand Households. As long as the new dynasty survives, the Marquisate will live with the country!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the soldiers, who were already fighting in a bloody battle and were blood-thirsty, were shocked.

Even the governor-general and the commander who were in charge of supervision couldn't help but breathe heavier and their eyes turned red.

This was the title of marquis promised by Pei Gong himself and the reward was for ten thousand households, which would benefit the country as well!

"Conquer Kyoto and be made a general!"

Someone shouted, and countless soldiers rushed towards Kyoto like crazy, stepping on sandbags and the corpses of their comrades.

Fan Xian's hands and feet were cold as he looked at these rebels who had fallen into madness.

He also wanted to ask for a reward, but he was a subject.

The reward on behalf of the king is too low, and the soldiers are willing to risk their lives for him. If the reward is too high, will Emperor Qing agree?

The rebels outside the city, not to mention the soldiers, even the civilians responsible for transporting supplies, rushed towards the city wall.

After all, Pei Gong did not say what the status of the recipient would be.

Step by step to success, right now!

Fatty Lu looked at the Qianlongwan cavalry with tears in his eyes.

These cavalrymen abandoned their horses and rushed towards the city like infantrymen.

At this moment, all the rebels had only one thought in their minds.

Conquer Kyoto and be appointed as a general and given a title of nobility!
Liu Hong noticed that Fatty Lu looked a little strange, so he sighed and patted him on the shoulder.

"Just get used to it. There will be many more days like this in the future!"

Fatty Lu's figure was shaky, his fat body kneeling on the ground, tears and dust mixed together as he cried out.

"Brother, I know that kindness is not the key to success."

"But the soldiers in Qianlong Bay were recruited by me one by one from every village and tribe!"

"They are your most loyal supporters! And now they are being used to attack the city, and most of them are gone in an instant."

(End of this chapter)