The Prodigal Son of the Empire

Murong Zhao felt as if a big stone was pressed against his chest, and he couldn't breathe.

"His Royal Highness."

At this time, several people came over, and the leader was Gongxiu.

"Let's discuss, why don't you go back to Linjing."

"What are you doing back in Linjing? Wang Kang is about to call, how can I go back?"

Murong Zhao scolded, and then asked: "How is the city defense arrangement?"

"His Royal Highness."

Gong Xiu said in a low voice: "Don't forget, the First Prince has been coveting your position all this time. This time, when the news comes back, the First Prince and other princes will definitely impeach you. On this occasion , I am afraid that your crown prince will be lost, please go back to Linjing..."

What Gong Xiu said was very subtle, but Murong Zhao knew exactly what it meant.

It has been the principle since ancient times to establish the eldest son as the heir, but Murong Zhao was not the eldest son, but became the prince.

And in front of him, there is the real eldest son. He presides over this war. It is his merit to win, and his fault to lose.

Such a big mistake is enough for others to catch him and pull him down from the position of prince.

Thoughts flashed, Murong Zhao sighed softly: "In such a situation, what face does this palace have? Continue to be the prince. The most important thing now is to block Wang Kang..."

Chapter 8 Wait for midnight!

"His Royal Highness!"

Gong Xiu hurriedly said: "You are indifferent to fame and wealth, maybe you don't care about the position of the prince, but the crown prince is the foundation of the country. If there is any change at this time, the country will definitely be more turbulent!"

"For the sake of Yan, His Royal Highness, please think twice!"

"His Royal Highness, please think twice!"

Afterwards, everyone also bowed to please!

Here, they are all Murong Zhao's direct descendants, all of them are prosperous and all of them are harmed.

If Murong Zhao was abolished and the other princes came to power, they would not be much better off.

This is politics.

Or the human heart.

What he said was high-sounding, what was for the country was actually for himself.

Murong Zhao didn't understand this, he said flatly: "What is the emperor's mind, I have always been clear, if I go back now, what will be the consequences?"

"For the position of the crown prince, disputes between each other will cause the originally turbulent court and the originally turbulent country to become more chaotic. What are the consequences of this, have you ever thought about it?"

Murong Zhao's questioning.

The few people were speechless for a moment, Gongxiu hesitated and said: "But Wang Kang is coming very aggressively, there are not many soldiers and horses in this Daxin City, I am afraid..."

"Daxin City is the gateway of the Yan Kingdom, which is of great significance. Whether Wang Kang can win this first city will have great significance for the future."

Murong Zhao said in a deep voice: "If he attacks easily, he will be as powerful as a broken bamboo, unstoppable!"

"If you can't attack for a long time, it will definitely increase the morale of our army, and he can only die without a problem!"

"So I want to stay here and stick to it, do you understand?"

"Yes!"

Hearing this, several people looked at each other and had nothing to say.

"In Zhao country, it is a land of another country, but here is Yan country, I don't believe that Wang Kang can win!"

Murong Zhao looked stern, and urged the whole army to prepare for the battle and wait for Wang Kang's arrival.

But it was already dark until sunset, and Wang Kang's army did not arrive.

During this time.

Murong Zhao stayed on the city wall the whole time, and never took a step away.

"cough!"

"cough!"

It was windy and cold at night.

Murong Zhao coughed non-stop, and everyone around couldn't stand it.

"His Royal Highness, maybe Wang Kang just shot a feint. It stands to reason that he should have arrived a long time ago. There is no one yet."

"Yeah, you go to the rest meeting, I'm watching here."

The person who spoke was a middle-aged man, who was also a general named Wu Yan, who was mainly in charge of city defense.

"hold on."

Murong Zhao said in a deep voice: "Wang Kang is a scheming man, he is good at falsehood and truth."

"It's getting late, and it's even more unfavorable to attack the city at night. Even if we want to attack the city, it should be tomorrow."

"Don't be careless, you must be fully prepared."

Murong Zhao didn't dare to slack off, and he ordered: "Be prepared to persevere, and you must prepare more such things as kerosene, boulders, and giant logs."

"Don't worry, the city residents have been recruited, and they have been speeding up the delivery..."

Of course Wang Kang would not give up the siege. In fact, he had already arrived in Daxin City, and it was just five miles away.

Just waiting, waiting until midnight.

Attacking the city at night is indeed disadvantageous, but it depends on the situation. People from Tianluo have already been stationed in it, and it is most appropriate to act at night.

At that time, there will be chaos in the city and take the opportunity to attack the city in one fell swoop.

The night became the best camouflage, and the people were scattered without being noticed.

In one of them, Wang Kang was wrapped in a fur coat and dozed off by the wind. When he was at home, he used to be on a soft bed made of gold and jade.

I was not used to it when I first came out, but now I am used to it, no matter what time or place, I can squint.

This is necessary in the march, so as to nourish the spirit.