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Because of the arrival of Prince Zhao, the atmosphere of Qinyang City suddenly changed. The people found that the number of soldiers who used to patrol all day became less, and the guards around the city Lord's house became more. The officials who used to shout to escape from the city disappeared. They were all honest.

If Yang Liyang is the leader of the city, it doesn't matter who he is.

During the war, as the Lord of a city, Yang Feng could have done it first and then. In order to keep these people from affecting his royal highness, he put out a lot of means.

Prince Zhao did not rest for a long time. After bathing, he changed his clothes and invited Yang Feng and Wang Dingjun to meet him.

Both of them were his confidants, and he had no reservation when discussing with them.

"The king of Qi is dead. Can the news reach the city?"

"What?" Yang Feng was startled to jump up, an old jump is still very high, "when is this thing? But the troops and horses of the prince Qi's mansion have not been disbanded? "

According to Yang Feng's understanding of the prince Qi's residence, when the king of Qi died, none of his descendants could take on a major responsibility. How could the army fight without its backbone?

Prince Zhao told them the story, including that the leader of the team is the expected second son, and the dominant power is in the hands of Yue Yizu. They may not really fight this battle, but they should make preparations.

"Your Highness, is this known to the king?" Yang Feng had been an official for many years, and knew more about the twists and turns than Wang Dingjun. If the king of the Southern Jin Dynasty had heard of this news, his royal highness would have been recalled to Yecheng immediately.

"He'll soon find out, but what about that?" Since Prince Zhao has left Yecheng, whether he wants to go back is not the king of the Southern Jin Dynasty.

"Does your highness want to take advantage of the situation to send troops?" Wang Dingjun asked.

Prince Zhao opened the map and forced to point three positions, which were the southwest, the north and the southeast, which were the three directions of the Southern Jin Dynasty being besieged.

"This war should not be delayed. There are more than these small countries on the edge of the Southern Jin Dynasty. There are also many people who secretly want to overthrow the imperial court. If we delay too long and exhaust our manpower and material resources, as long as the enemy strikes lightly, we can not resist."

"According to his Highness's original idea, he sent troops to block Nansha, sent assassins to assassinate the king of Qi, cracked the alliance between southwest and North Vietnam, and then used the main force to deal with North Vietnam. His subordinates thought it was very good that Nansha had not been informed yet, but the king of Qi was dead, and the force left was just a scattered sand, which could not make a climate."

"Nansha has retired. General Fu Heng will continue to stay in Songxi and pay close attention to the other party's movements. Nansha is not a worry." Prince Zhao drew a fork in the southeast, moved the tip of his pen to the southwest, and touched the city of Qinyang.

"The enemy troops are stationed 50 miles away, with a population of about 80000. It only takes one day and night to get under the city. How many troops are there in Qinyang City?"

Yang Feng and Wang Dingjun looked at each other with a look of dispirited. "According to the law of the court, the main city of the Southern Jin Dynasty could have 10000 self-defense troops and 3000 private soldiers of the city Lord. In addition, there were about 30000 people at the top. Fortunately, his highness ordered the lower officials to store grain three years ago. For example, there is a lot of grain in Qinyang City, even if it is besieged for a year and a half, it will not be a problem."

Speaking of this, Yang Feng was able to hold up his chest at last. Prince Zhao nodded and praised him: "Lord Yang has done very well, but there is a great disparity between the enemy and us. Do you have any good suggestions to win this war?"

Yang Feng takes out a detailed schedule from his sleeve. This is the form recording method he learned from Wang Dingjun. It's really easy to use.

"Your Highness, with the weapons reserves in the city, only 30000 people can defend the city for a month without supplies. If they want to resist with these forces, it is just wishful thinking. That is to say, if there is no reinforcements in one month, Qinyang City will have to stick to it for five days with all available resources.

According to the guess of the lower officials and other generals, even if Qinyang City is broken after more than a month, the enemy will become a remnant, the number of which will not exceed 30000. I am afraid that with the 30000 remaining soldiers, we can not defend the city. "

It's easier to defend the city than to attack it. If he wants to capture Qinyang City, the enemy must pay double price. Even if he can't defend Qinyang City, he will not let the other side have the ability to occupy the city.

Prince Zhao looked at all kinds of materials on the form, as well as the quantity of these materials and the places where they were used. He nodded secretly. The statistical method of tables designed by Tang Yue was very convenient and easy to use.

The corner of his mouth curled up a curve, "Lord Yang has done very well. I believe you can do this."

Yang Feng was busy and modest and said, "Your Highness praised me wrongly. It's all due to the king and the generals."

Prince Zhao stood up and said, "since the Lord Yang is ready, I'll wait and see."

Yang Feng:

Wang Dingjun:

What seems to be wrong?

Yang Feng wiped his cold sweat and asked in a hurry, "Your Highness Do you want to stay in Qinyang City to watch the war? "

He thought that the prince's highness was here to help them out of their predicament. How could it seem that instead of being there, he asked them to proceed as planned?"Naturally, as soon as he arrived at Qinyang City, he was surrounded by the enemy. He couldn't get out of the city. Where else could he go if he didn't stay here?"

Yang Feng secretly kicked Wang Dingjun, hoping that he could talk to dissuade the prince's crazy behavior. If there was no reinforcements, it was only a matter of time before Qinyang City was broken. In case of an accident to his highness, he would die with his eyes closed.

Wang Dingjun knew some things. Naturally, he would not believe that his royal highness would dare to bring the princess and young prince to this dangerous place without any preparation.

In other words, since the prince dares to bring the princess and the young prince, he must be sure of winning.

But he didn't understand why his highness wanted them to fight according to the plan?

Wang Dingjun plans to find a chance to ask privately, although Yang Feng is his own person, but still can't get 100% trust.

"Your Highness is too risky. I suggest you go to Yuxin city." Even if Wang Dingjun had confidence in Prince Zhao, he could not see that he was in any danger.

"The Lord of the city is right. Your highness, you might as well turn to Yuxin city all night and sit firmly in the rear. Xiaguan will try its best to keep this pass!"

Prince Zhao shook his head, "the solitary idea has been decided, you don't need to persuade."

"Your Highness, you don't think about yourself, but also think about your husband and young master. They have no strength to tie a chicken. It's too dangerous to stay here."

"It's no trouble. I'll arrange someone to protect them."

Seeing that neither father nor son had been able to change his Royal Highness's decision, Wang Dingjun knew that it was futile to persuade them again. He secretly decided that if there was a day when the city was broken, he would tie them away.

Of course, he knew his worries were unnecessary.

From the next day on, Tang Yue changed his normal clothes and took his son to the street. There was no martial law in the street. It was the same in peacetime, but there was less harmony and more fear on the faces of the people.

He asked, "does Lolo know what they want most at the moment?"

Xiao Luoluo blurted out: "yes, uncle Chun said that every businessman is a profiteer. His favorite is gold. They must want more gold."

Tang Yue is full of black lines. This kind of words are taught by Zhang Chun, a little gangster. It's a mistake! It seems that Prince Zhao was right to separate him from his son.

He sighed and continued, "does Lolo think gold matters or life?"

"Of course, life is important. You said, little dad, when a man dies, there is nothing left. No matter how much gold there is, what is the use of no life?"

Tang Yue choked heavily. Although this is right, why did he have the idea of misleading people?

"So it's wrong for Lolo to say that they want gold the most at this time. They must cherish their lives even more in times of crisis."

"Why a crisis? Are they going to die? "

From birth to now, little Lolo didn't quite understand what war was, so he didn't know that the land under his feet would be affected by the war.

Tang Yue did not use pale sentences to explain, but took him to the wall, let him see for himself.

At this time, the city wall had changed greatly and was full of weapons and equipment that could be used. The soldiers were surprised to see Tang Yue coming up with a child. They wanted to drive people away, but they did not dare to move because of his identity.

Although they didn't know the specific identity of Tang Yue, even the city Lord had to be respectful to him. We can imagine how high his status was.

But they can't help but murmur in their hearts: when is it? And they are in the mood to take their children out to play. They really don't know the height of the earth.

A little soldier kindly reminded Tang Yue to stay away from the city wall, and also gently reminded him that this place was not suitable for children. There were knives, swords, swords, and flint stones everywhere. It was too dangerous.

Tang Yue thanks him for his kindness and asks Luo Luo with a frown: "do you know what they are doing?"

Little Lolo shook his head, and he saw the tension and uneasiness in these faces, just like when he was three years old, he slipped out of the house and was chased by a vicious dog. They must be very scared, right?

"Daddy, what can we do for them?" Little Lolo asked. He remembered that the dog was driven away by a kind-hearted passer-by. Although he used his favorite jade pendant as a token of thanks, he was still grateful.

Tang Yue was smiling and touching his head, "there is no one you can help, little dad will take you to other places to have a look."

The soldier looked at the father and son who slowly walked down the tower. He looked puzzled and muttered, "what can such a small child do?" Don't help me. Amitabha.