The end of the world begins with the king

Chapter 691 I'm at home

To subdue others without fighting, the prerequisite is that you are stronger than the enemy, and you can see that you are stronger.

So Zhao Yanxun ordered Zhang Meng to attack fiercely with the guards, just to show off the muscles of the defenders on the city wall and let them see clearly that the Yong army is invincible.

Although the "performance" process is the same, in the eyes of different audiences, what they see is different.

What Zhao Yanyuan was concerned about was the identity of the "thief army", who actually attacked in the name of King Yong, who was his good ninth brother.

On the side, Zhao Yansong had the same thoughts as Zhao Yanyuan, and the two of them looked at each other with a tacit understanding, and there was a hint of joy in their eyes.

In the hearts of Wang Lifeng and others, they were more concerned about the purpose of King Yong's call.

Adhering to the destiny, obeying the will of the first emperor, and crusading against the rebels... who are the rebels, aren't these people themselves rebels?

Of course, in the hearts of ordinary soldiers, they only saw the strength of the Yong Army, invincible.

As a result, these soldiers completely lost their courage to fight when they saw the Yong army rushing towards them in the distance.

They are just ordinary guards, and they don't have a high position on themselves, so it's normal for their morale to be low.

Under the city wall, Zhang Meng shouted loudly: "Listen clearly, His Royal Highness King Yong has an order, those who abandon the darkness and turn to the light will live, and those who resist in the corner will die!"

He already had a loud voice, and now he was still holding a megaphone, directly transmitting the news to every soldier's ears.

Facing an invincible enemy, the opponent said that as long as he surrendered, he could avoid death. The temptation in this was not so great.

Sensing the changes in the attitudes of the soldiers around them, Wang Lifeng and the two Qianhus felt bad, but they didn't know what to do for a while.

Of course, the reason why they didn't move was that their minds were wavering in the final analysis, neither wanting to surrender nor fighting to the death.

Before Wang Lifeng and the others figured it out, Zhao Yanyuan on the city wall shouted loudly: "The King Yong mentioned by the general is Zhao Yanxun, the ninth son of the first emperor?"

Hearing this, Zhang Meng asked coldly: "Who are you, how dare you call the prince's name directly!"

Zhao Yanyuan replied: "I am the tenth son of the first emperor, Zhao Yanyuan, King of Light!"

In this way, the other party is the prince's brother, so calling him by his name is not a serious crime.

Zhang Meng immediately replied: "My prince is the nine sons of the late emperor!"

After the situation was confirmed, Zhao Yanyuan and Zhao Yansong were very happy, and Zhao Yanxun was the savior in their eyes.

Zhao Yansong immediately asked: "This general, how is my ninth brother?"

Although it is not the occasion to talk about these things right now, Zhang Meng still replied: "Your Highness is always good!"

At this time, Zhao Yansong continued to ask: "You said just now, as long as you don't resist... Brother Jiu will forgive the defenders in the city?"

"It's business!"

Nodding his head, Zhao Yansong turned his head and said to Wang Lifeng beside him, "Commander Wang, what do you think?"

Wang Lifeng and the two thousand households beside him were extremely conflicted in their hearts at the moment, surrendering. They were afraid that the court would settle their scores after the fall.

But if you don't surrender, it's tantamount to courting death!

"My lord, the enemy army is so powerful that it cannot be defeated!"

"Yes, my lord, brothers are not afraid of death, but they are not willing to die in vain!"

At this moment, the middle and lower rank officers on the city wall gathered around Wang Lifeng, complaining openly and secretly.

Wang Lifeng and the others were afraid that the court would turn over old accounts, but these officers and soldiers with humble backgrounds were not afraid, and the interests of the top and bottom were not the same.

At this point, Wang Lifeng himself knew that it was impossible to forcefully resist the Yong army.

Even if he and several thousand households strictly ordered, I am afraid that the soldiers will not work hard, and it is not impossible to even snipe behind the scenes.

At this moment, Wang Lifeng hated Lu Liqing to death. If he sent reinforcements in time, they would be in the current predicament.

"Okay...shut up!" Wang Lifeng shouted.

Everyone quieted down, all eyes focused on Wang Lifeng's face.

I saw Wang Lifeng walking to the city wall, and then said: "Please tell the prince, we are willing to surrender!"

The defenders of Hanbei Mansion surrendered, which is reasonable but also surprising.

It's not that they surrendered by accident, but that the surrender came too fast.

I only heard Zhang Meng shouting: "You are all smart people, the prince will treat you well, open the gate of the city!"

This opens the city gate?
Surrender is a verbal statement, but opening the city gates is a real surrender, which also requires some psychological construction.

"My lord, let's go!"

"Yes!"

This time, it was the two thousand households present who came to persuade them, and the result was already obvious.

Taking a deep breath, Wang Lifeng said dejectedly, "Open the city gate!"

Right now, he only hopes that the news of the surrender can be concealed so that their family can live.

Of course, ordinary soldiers don't have these worries, they just know that they don't have to die in vain.

The city gate was opened, and Zhang Meng and his party entered the city smoothly, then took over the defense of Ximen, and sent someone to report the situation to Zhao Yanxun.

As time went by, the army of the Yong army got closer and closer to the city, and finally they came to the city one after another, and walked into the city dignifiedly.

The first to enter the city was the third guard led by Ding Hong, followed by the fourth guard and the fifth guard.

"Dare to ask the general, how many soldiers and horses does Ninth Brother have now?"

On the city wall, Zhao Yanyuan asked what many people wanted to ask.

Now that Hanbei City has fallen, Zhang Meng has relaxed a lot, so he naturally has time to answer questions.

"My lord is in command of the Northwest, and there are tens of thousands of elites under his command!" Zhang Meng's tone was full of pride.

"Ten tens of thousands? So many soldiers?" Zhao Yanyuan was really frightened.

Not only Zhao Yanyuan, Wang Lifeng and others beside him were also shocked by this number.

Now the imperial court occupies half of the country. Although there are more troops under its rule, the elite that can fight is only 6 to [-] people.

The rest of the capital guards are all of the same virtue as the Hanbei Garrison.

It's okay to fight with the wind and protect the logistics, but you can't count on it when you encounter a tough battle.

Zhao Yanyuan then asked: "This time Brother Nine is here, what does he want to do?"

This question also made everyone present curious.

Although Zhang Meng had explained it just now, they still wanted to know the details. After all, what Zhang Meng said before was too outrageous.

Zhang Meng said with a serious face: "The current emperor, Zhao Weilong, is a thief who killed the king and his father. His Royal Highness King Yong obeyed the late emperor's edict, and raised troops to hunt down the thieves and kill the rebels who stole the country!"

If so, it is outrageous for King Yong to have more than one hundred thousand elites, then what Zhang Meng said just now is even more outrageous in the hearts of everyone.

Today's emperor Zhao Weilong is the emperor's grandson who was invited by all the officials and conferred by the late emperor himself. This is known to all the people in the world.

It is also a matter of course that the first emperor died and the emperor's grandson succeeded to the throne.

How could it be as Zhang Meng said, Zhao Weilong is a thief who steals the country and a villain who kills the king and the father.

Outrageous, outrageous, outrageous home!
This is the scene, people with normal thinking ability, almost unanimous thoughts.

To put it bluntly, it was King Yong who wanted to rebel and made up a reason for himself to rebel.

Inside the twists and turns, the three princes present and Wang Lifeng and the others felt like a bright mirror in their hearts.

Of course, I knew in my heart that they would hold back, and "nonsense" would kill people.

Standing by the city wall, looking at a team approaching in the distance, Zhang Meng said, "The lord is here!"

Everyone looked not far away, and they saw an elite team riding towards the gate of the city.

The ferocious zombies were like paper in front of this team, they were easily killed and smashed through.

The person at the head of the team was none other than Zhao Yanxun, who was wearing armor and had a long knife on his waist.

I saw Zhang Meng turned around and said: "Everyone, come down with me and welcome the prince into the city!"

His words were not an invitation, but a request.

The people present did not dare to neglect, they could only follow Zhang Meng to the city wall.

(End of this chapter)