My older brother said I'm invincible.

Chapter 335 Legacy
Yang Guang noticed the soldiers' expressions, which made his own expression somewhat serious.

Did they fail to capture Pyongyang?

Yang Guang took the memorial and began to read it.

The generals waited quietly, and they saw the emperor's expression change instantly. Yang Guang's hand holding the memorial was trembling, and veins were appearing on his forehead.

What Lai Huer brought was, of course, news of his crushing defeat.

Historically, Lai Huer's disastrous defeat greatly provoked Yang Guang, leading him to issue an absurd order that resulted in the loss of hundreds of thousands of troops.

Now, the news of Lai Huer's crushing defeat has had an even greater impact on Yang Guang.

There were many generals in front of Yang Guang, and their armies were also quite large. Of the million-strong army, the vanguard numbered only around 300,000, while the rest of the army was controlled by his confidants.

However, even among the same type of soldiers, there are differences in quality. The soldiers on the front lines, especially those from Guanzhong and Hedong, are undoubtedly the most elite troops in the country, and soldiers from other regions would find it difficult to compete with them.

Perhaps only the newly formed Imperial Guards, painstakingly assembled by Yang Guang, could rival them.

Among the elite troops in other regions, the Jianghuai elite force commanded by Lai Huer was the most outstanding and was a favorite of Yang Guang.

With Lai Huer's defeat, the Jianghuai Army suffered heavy losses.

Almost all of the most elite core troops of 40,000 were killed.

Yang Guang was furious at this moment, and he really wanted to kill someone.

But it was precisely to protect the child.
Yang Guang took a deep breath, suppressing his anger. When he raised his head again, his eyes were much clearer, and the mockery and arrogance from before were gone.

"The Duke of Rong is currently resting outside the enemy's capital, awaiting the arrival of the main force."

"Once the main force reaches the enemy's capital, Duke Rong can coordinate with the main force to launch a pincer attack and annihilate the Goryeo people!"

The generals could easily understand the unspoken meaning; judging from the emperor's expression, Lai Huer must have suffered a crushing defeat.

However, Lai Huer was also a famous general, so how could he be so easily defeated by the Hu people?
No one dared to think too deeply about the reasons.

Yang Guang had lost interest in drinking with everyone and only exchanged a few perfunctory words before ending the banquet.

Everyone left, but Pei Yun and Yu Shiji remained.

The atmosphere was somewhat solemn.

Yang Guang sat on the throne, saying nothing, and began to ponder with his head down.

Pei Yun spoke first, "Your Majesty, is the situation in Pyongyang unfavorable?"

A flash of anger crossed Yang Guang's eyes, and he said through gritted teeth, "Lai Huer underestimated the enemy and advanced recklessly. The elite of the detachment is almost entirely wiped out. Now we can only retreat to the shore and defend against the Goryeo attack."

With Lai Huer's defeat, Yang Guang's strategy was officially declared bankrupt.

With his current forces, Lai Huer could not possibly capture the capital and end the war.

All his plans fell through, and Yang Guang felt both angry and disappointed.

Pei Yun pursed his lips and said, "If that's the case, then we can't postpone it any longer. We've been on the expedition for a long time, and we've consumed a lot of food and supplies. Some of our soldiers have also been killed or wounded. If we delay any longer, I'm afraid the battles ahead will become even more unfavorable."

Yang Guang looked at him and asked, "Then what do you think should be done?"

Pei Yun said earnestly, "The Duke of Xu has mentioned many times before that we should directly attack the enemy's capital. Why doesn't Your Majesty agree?"

"I believe that the rebels have suffered several major defeats and their forces are almost depleted. Now is the time to annihilate them in one fell swoop. We can appoint Duke Xu and General Yu as commanders, leading 300,000 vanguard troops to attack Pyongyang from multiple directions!"

"The rebels are now cowering in the capital, unable to move out of fear. If we can send a large army there now, I am certain that they will surrender and dare not fight again when the army arrives in the capital."

"Just give the vanguard a hundred days' worth of provisions, and they can march to Pyongyang within a month, capture the capital within a month, and return within another month. In this way, His Majesty's strategy of pacifying Liaodong in three months will be a great success!"

Pei Yun spoke loudly, but Yang Guang's eyes became even brighter.

"makes sense"

"We can't give them too much food, or it will be detrimental to our cause. A hundred days' worth of food is just right. Let them take their weapons and equipment, along with their provisions, and send troops from all directions to besiege Pyongyang. How can we not quell the rebels then?"

"If successful, I will pardon their previous crimes; if unsuccessful..."

Yang Guang narrowed his eyes.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at Pei Yun, "Minister, when Duke Xu and the others come to pay their respects, bring them here to me as quickly as possible!" "Yes, sir!"

Pei Yun and Yu Shiji went outside together. As soon as they came out, Yu Shiji asked worriedly, "How much food do we need to prepare for a hundred days?"

"To transport enough provisions for an army of 300,000 for 100 days, we would need a great many laborers. And the more laborers there are, the more provisions we would consume."

Upon hearing this, Pei Yun immediately laughed, "Matters of military campaigns are matters for generals to discuss. We are scholars, how would we know about such things?"

Yuwen Shu rode his warhorse slowly forward.

Yu Zhongwen walked beside him, while the other generals followed behind.

The number of generals was extremely large, but the number of soldiers accompanying them was very small.

Just outside Liaodong City, there were various armies that had come with the emperor.

Looking at the army covering the mountains and plains, Yuwen Shu felt no fear, but rather a desire to laugh. The emperor's actions directly exposed his weakness and fear.

Ever since the emperor and Khan of the Former Wei Dynasty made a brilliant move by establishing the Six Garrisons to defend against enemies beyond the Great Wall, many talented people have emerged throughout the land.

Some like to hold diving competitions, some like to beat up emperors, some like to change other people's surnames, some dare to call themselves the Great General of the Universe, and some like to feed fish by the river. In short, all kinds of talents can be found, making them truly equals.

This group of people has very obvious characteristics: they follow whoever is strong, replace the emperor with a stronger one if the emperor is not strong, and if no one else is strong, they will do it themselves.

They are brutal, ruthless, and disregard morality, yet they are also brave, strong, and daring to fight and kill. They have a despicable side as well as an admirable side, and this style has continued to this day.

They only obey two kinds of people: those who can bring them greater benefits, and those who are more powerful than them.

If they can lead everyone to get rich, bring glory to their ancestors, and achieve countless victories, they will be the most loyal henchmen. If the leader is strong enough, a cup of wine is enough to make them obediently hand over their military power.

But if the leader dares to show the slightest weakness, these warriors will immediately bare their fangs.

Yang Guang's current act of showing weakness is naturally very inappropriate.

Yuwen Shu stared at the distant city, ignoring the surrounding military camps. He turned to Yu Zhongwen beside him and said, “General, His Majesty has really put the generals through a lot of trouble to welcome us. When we meet them later, we should have a few drinks with them.”

Yu Zhongwen kept a straight face, showing no intention of joking at all.

When Yuwen Shu first left Liaodong City, he was a little afraid, but when he saw the vast army covering the mountains and plains, his unease disappeared.

The emperor's cronies must be terrified to prepare such a large army to welcome him. What do I have to fear?

Yuwen Shu slowly raised his head, and the generals from Guanzhong and Longxi around him seemed to have similar thoughts.

They swaggered through these military camps, their expressions arrogant.

They were greeted by Wei Xuan and Pei Yun.

Pei Yun looked at the arrogant generals in the distance and sneered inwardly.

Wei Xuan, who had come with him, was now in a panic.

Wei Xuan was usually the calmest, but when he saw a group of Guanlong warriors swaggering past the various armies behind a guy surnamed Yuwen, looking down on the surrounding troops, he seemed to recall something, and his palms were already sweating.

Wei Xuan muttered, "Oh no."

Pei Yun, however, had already stepped forward with a smile.

"Duke Xu!!"

"We've kept you waiting!!"

The smile on Yuwen Shu's face vanished instantly. He rode his horse and stared coldly at Pei Yun, his eyes unusually fierce.

"Crack~~~"

Before Pei Yun could react, the whip lashed out, and he felt a sharp pain on his face. He clutched his face in agony and screamed.

I'll chop your head off sooner or later.

"Let's go."

Yuwen Shu spat and led the rest of the group forward.

(End of this chapter)