Chapter 1592: Overthrow Guo Fu, the Building Will Collapse
"..."
Guo Fu's face flushed red, and she looked at Su Mingzhe timidly, standing there awkwardly, not knowing how to greet him.
"Why don't you call me brother?"
Su Mingzhe had never expected that he was just in a good mood and took a stroll in Xiangyang City, and he would run into Guo Fu who was traveling around the world.
Judging from the appearance, it seems to be a lot bigger.
"Senior brother..."
Guo Fu did not expect that after not seeing this senior brother for eight or nine months, he had become so lustful that he was looking at her in broad daylight.
However, after being embarrassed and angry, she felt a little happy again.
She was once compared with Xiaolongnu!
She won!
"Junior sister, where do you live?"
Su Mingzhe has been in a bad mood recently, and when he was teased by Guo Fu's cute and naive look, he immediately became a little excited.
It’s different in the past.
If Su Mingzhe had not ascended the throne before going on the expedition, he would not have thought of doing anything to Guo Fu.
After all, he was still just a Prince of Lu at that time, and if he brought Guo Fu back home, he could only make her a concubine.
Given Guo Jing's status, asking his daughter to be his concubine was somewhat of an insult.
But now he has proclaimed himself emperor.
Even in the near future, Su Mingzhe will unify the world.
If Guo Fu was pushed down at this time and casually made a noble concubine, I believe Guo Jing and Huang Rong would not be angry when they found out, right?
Guo Fu had no idea that her senior brother had evil intentions towards her. When she heard that Su Mingzhe was going to her residence, she thought that Su Mingzhe didn't want to be discovered, so she immediately walked towards her residence foolishly with the man.
……
Boom, boom, boom——
The sound of war drums hit like raindrops, waking up the two sleeping people.
Guo Fu opened her eyes carefully. Her originally charming eyes now had red and swollen eyelids, and her eyes were full of grievance and helplessness.
"Sleep a little longer."
Su Mingzhe looked at his junior sister's panic-stricken, helpless, aggrieved and uneasy eyes, and felt a little guilty in his heart.
Last night, he was a little too excited and did a threesome with Guo Fu directly.
How could Guo Fu, who had just become a woman, tolerate such rough treatment from a man?
After Su Mingzhe comforted the woman, his consciousness floated to the battlefield with the sound of war drums.
Under the influence of his divine consciousness, Lu Wende's 200,000-strong army garrisoned the city, ready for battle, with heavy weapons and an extraordinary demeanor.
The Tatar army of 200,000 was divided into 20 huge square formations of 10,000 people each, and they stared covetously at the Ming army in the distance.
Su Mingzhe, who was supposed to be in charge of the Ming army, was now comfortably hugging Guo Fu, enjoying her softness and warmth.
The 100,000 Ming troops could only be commanded by Liu Bingzhong, the prime minister of the Ming Dynasty.
"Light the fire!"
Su Mingzhe's voice suddenly appeared in Liu Bingzhong's ears from ten miles away.
Although Liu Bingzhong was shocked, he did not panic. He immediately ordered people to light the "pile of herbs" that had been prepared long ago.
As the 'herb pile' was set on fire, thick yellow smoke rose into the sky.
Just as Liu Bingzhong was predicting when the thick yellow smoke would drift into Xiangyang City, a strong wind arose out of nowhere, carrying the thick smoke towards the Tatar army and the Song army defending the city.
After seeing the Tartar army falling like dominoes, Liu Bingzhong could not help but sigh:
"Your Majesty is the true emperor, and God will help you!"
……
"Bullshit Mr. Right! The real Mr. Right was killed by me long ago!"
Su Mingzhe was too lazy to pay attention to Liu Bingzhong's mumbling. He was sure that the 200,000 Tartar troops and the 200,000 troops in Xiangyang City were all mesmerized by the "Sad and Soft Breeze", so he stopped paying attention to the war.
Sad and refreshing breeze is a kind of charming poison gas used by Xixia Yipintang in the Tianlong Plane. This plane lacks a kind of herb unique to the Tianlong Plane.
Su Mingzhe made slight modifications to the recipe.
The new version of 'Sad and Cool Breeze' is still as effective.
However, the solution is much simpler. Just pour a basin of cold water on your face and you will wake up.
……
Liu Bingzhong also knew that "Beisu Qingfeng" was easy to crack, so he quickly ordered his men to beat the war drums and launch a quick attack while the enemy had no time to react!
If the goal is to capture 400,000 pigs, it would probably take three days and three nights.
However, it would be relatively simple to just tie up 400,000 immobile prisoners.
That's how it was. It took Liu Bingzhong a day and a night to clean up the battlefield.
Wait until Guo Fu fell into a deep sleep again.
Su Mingzhe returned to the barracks in casual clothes. Seeing Liu Bingzhong who had been busy all day, he smiled and said:
"Thank you for your hard work today, Prime Minister!"
"Isn't it hard for me (every day)?!"
Liu Bingzhong said modestly and quickly reported today's "battle situation".
Lü Wende, the defender of Xiangyang City, was now the pacification envoy of Jingnan Road appointed by Zhao Guiqian. Seeing that the situation was hopeless, he immediately agreed to surrender.
Among the Tartar captives, there were twelve captains of ten thousand men and fifty-two captains of a thousand men who were willing to surrender. They are now under the control of Liu Bingzhong, who is helping to appease the captured Tartars.
Eight captains of ten thousand and one hundred and forty-eight captains of a thousand would rather die than surrender and have been killed.
In addition, among those killed were these people’s personal guards, numbering about 3,000 people.
Because this time 400,000 troops were captured without bloodshed, there is still a huge problem facing Su Mingzhe.
Liu Bingzhong said solemnly:
"Your Majesty, we are running out of food! The Tartars did not bring any food with them when they came south this time. The food that Lu Wende prepared was only enough for one month. Now that we have accepted the surrender of these 400,000 prisoners, we will have to find food within a month..."
"Don't worry, someone will send us food and fodder!"
Su Mingzhe just didn't believe that he, with a million soldiers under his command, would let his army starve to death due to lack of food!
The news that Yang Guo ambushed Mengge and not only destroyed Mengge's 300,000 troops but also captured the grassland Khan Mengge, and the news that Su Mingzhe captured 400,000 coalition troops in one fell swoop were also delivered to Zhao Guiqian in Nanchang.
Zhao Guiqian, who was already in awe of Su Mingzhe, now curled up on the dragon throne like a frightened quail, shouting at Prime Minister Yang Gu to pack up and continue the migration south.
It was Yang Gu who stopped him:
"Your Majesty, this is Nanchang. We have nowhere else to go!"
"How can there be no way to go? We can go to Guangdong, Guangxi, and even Dali!"
Zhao Guiqian was really panicked!
Originally, in order to deal with the "million-strong Ming army" heading south, he sent all of his 500,000 elite troops to Jiangnan.
When he learned that his army of 500,000 could confront the million-strong Ming army, he was complacent and thought that the Ming army was nothing special.
Who could have imagined that the situation on the battlefield would turn around in an instant?
In fact, what they were confronting against his 500,000 elite troops were just a million civilians.
The Ming army, fighting on three fronts at the same time, easily destroyed Mengge's army of 500,000 and the 200,000 troops in Xiangyang.
It is more than a thousand miles from Xiangyang to Nanchang. If we use navy, we can arrive there in ten days.
Zhao Guiqian is now afraid that the Ming army will suddenly appear on the city wall of Nanchang tomorrow.
"Your Majesty, you have no more soldiers now... If you go to Guangdong or Guangxi..."
Yang Gu didn't want to say much about anything that would undermine unity.
However, I believe Zhao Guiqian understood the unspoken meaning of his words.
When he had an army of 500,000, others would respect Zhao Guiqian as the supreme ruler.
However, Zhao Guiqian now has no soldiers or generals. If he escapes to Guangdong or Guangxi, he will probably become a puppet emperor, right?
As for Dali, Yang Guti didn't even mention it.
How could a vassal state dare to confront the Ming army?