Chapter 69: Seventy percent certainty

Night.

Outside Jin Wang Mansion.

On the way back to Chen Residence.

"My fat chicken, fat, fat, boiled to the side of the furnace..."

"Wait for me to chop, fish balls and shrimp, and the sweet coconut full of smoothness, fat duck fat duck!"

"Take the hoof and let me chat, my armor fragrance, boil, boil, full of crab claws, let the nest grow bigger!"

Chen Yan had his hands behind his back, humming a cheerful little tune in his mouth.

Yuwen Ze led the guard Lu Cangfeng and walked side by side on the left. Listening to the tune he couldn't understand, he asked: "A Xiong, why do you look so excited?"

"Is there any happy event?"

His words were full of curiosity.

It couldn't be because he was going to Qinzhou to quell the rebellion, right?

The problem is, that's a bitter job!

Chen Yan stopped humming, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he asked meaningfully: "A Ze, do you know how many provincial soldiers your father gave us for this rebellion quelling?"

Upon hearing this, Yuwen Ze thought for a moment, carefully held up three fingers, and guessed: "Three thousand?"

"No!"

Chen Yan shook his head and blurted out.

"Five thousand?"

"No, no, no!"

Yuwen Ze, who guessed wrong again, was stunned, pursed his lips, and said incredulously: "It couldn't be ten thousand, right?!"

That's too many, right?

Ten thousand provincial soldiers to quell a rebellion, no matter how you look at it, it's overkill, using a high-altitude cannon to hit a mosquito...

"Three hundred!"

Chen Yan didn't sell the punchline anymore and stated the real answer directly.

Yuwen Ze: "Ah???"

He was dumbfounded, couldn't believe his ears, thought it was an auditory hallucination, and verified: "A Xiong, how many did you say?"

"A full three hundred!" Chen Yan said with cadence, his eyebrows dancing, unable to hide his excitement.

"A Xiong, are you not joking with me?"

Contrary to Chen Yan, Yuwen Ze's face drooped, despair arose, and he said incomprehensibly: "Is Father serious?!"

At that moment, Yuwen Ze suspected that his father was forcing his own son and beloved general to death...

Taking three hundred provincial soldiers to Qinzhou to quell a rebellion?

How is this different from sending them to death?

Is it enough to fill the gaps in people's teeth?

"Of course."

Chen Yan nodded and affirmed.

He paused, changed the subject, and continued: "It's just that the Grand Chancellor gave us... cavalry!"

He bit the last two words very heavily.

That is the great killer of this era, an existence that can create miracles...

"No matter what kind of soldiers, this troop strength is too disparate, right?"

Yuwen Ze twitched the corners of his mouth, feeling quite hopeless, and sighed: "I saw in the secret report that the rebel army gathered tens of thousands of people..."

Yuwen Ze had also read military books thoroughly and knew the classic cases of winning against many with few throughout the ages.

But three hundred against tens of thousands?!

This ratio is too exaggerated, not something cavalry can make up for...

No matter how you look at it, the advantage is with them.

Even if the rebel army is a mob and their combat power is poor, even if they use human-sea tactics to pile up, they can pile their three hundred cavalry to death...

Chen Yan smiled indifferently, looked at the dejected Yuwen Ze, and continued: "Besides three hundred cavalry, there is also the authority to mobilize military and political affairs in Qinzhou..."

"Which means, the Qinzhou soldiers also belong to our command!"

The three hundred cavalry brought from Chang'an are few in number, but aren't there those local Qinzhou soldiers who were beaten and defeated?

At least seven or eight thousand!

After combining them, although there is still a gap, it is not as disparate as before...

"A Xiong, I'm really not pouring cold water..."

Yuwen Ze pondered slightly and said helplessly: "The Qinzhou soldiers were beaten into that state by the rebels composed of refugees, and even the seat Shanggui was captured. It's impossible for them to have very strong combat power..."

Obviously, Yuwen Ze had no hope for the role of Qinzhou, and didn't even have a bit of expectation.

After all, being beaten into such a gray-faced state by a rebel army of refugees who had never received military training can be called "vegetable" to the extreme...

They are not worth trusting and relying on at all.

Those troop strengths are equivalent to having none...

"Don't be so dejected!"

Chen Yan didn't take it to heart, patted Yuwen Ze's shoulder, and said meaningfully: "A Ze, you underestimate the role of these three hundred cavalry..."

"As long as the planning is appropriate, you can reap miraculous effects!"

If you go to fight a positional war in a rigid way, those three hundred cavalry are of course not enough to fill the gaps...

But who would be stupid enough to go and pile up hard?

What is the advantage of cavalry?

High mobility, high impact, high burst, seizing the initiative!

Of course, you have to fight a mobile war!

That gentleman once said that mobile warfare is to mobilize the enemy, use a part of superior force to annihilate the enemy's relatively weak force, and achieve the ultimate goal of annihilating the enemy's vital force through local superiority!

Seek opportunities in movement, and annihilate the enemy in movement.

And those Qinzhou soldiers with mediocre combat power, he has other great uses for...

Thinking of this, a playful look flashed in Chen Yan's eyes.

"A Xiong has certainty?" Yuwen Ze asked tentatively.

"Mm." Chen Yan nodded and responded.

Judging from the known intelligence, as long as there are no sudden situations, he has seventy percent certainty...

"I believe you!" Yuwen Ze's gaze sharpened, and he said firmly.

Yuwen Ze had no bottom in his heart, but he believed that his A Xiong would not shoot without a target and joke with their lives.

Not long after, the four of them walked into the Chen Residence.

"Young Master, you are back!"

"Prince Ze is also here?"

Qingyu, who had been waiting for a long time, saw the two walking in front, beamed with joy, and said.

She paused and continued: "You all rest for a while, I'll go tell the kitchen to heat up the dishes!"

As she spoke, she was about to turn and leave.

"Qingyu, wait, I have something to tell you..." Chen Yan called her.

"What's wrong?"

Qingyu stopped, looked back, and asked incomprehensibly.

"Young Master is going on a long journey..."

Chen Yan phrased his words slightly and said: "The Grand Chancellor ordered me to go to Qinzhou to quell the rebellion!"

"Quell the rebellion?"

Dantai Mingyue, who was on the side, heard this, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she muttered in her mouth.

But as soon as Qingyu heard this, she made a gesture to turn and leave again.

Seeing this, Chen Yan stopped her and asked: "Qingyu, I haven't finished speaking yet..."

"What are you going to do?"

Qingyu blinked and blurted out: "Pack up!"

Immediately, she continued: "Young Master, you can't have no one to take care of you on this journey, right?"

How far is Chang'an from Qinzhou? Qingyu still knew, at least a thousand miles...

Traveling all the way west, the journey is long, how can there be no one to take care of the Young Master?

"This time I'll just take Zhu Yi..."

Chen Yan smiled indifferently, rubbed Qingyu's little head, and said: "You and Mingyue just stay in Chang'an to look after the house, wait for me to come back!"

This is to quell a rebellion, not to travel and enjoy the mountains and water; Chen Yan didn't want his little girl to take risks.

"Young Master, do you really not need me to follow?" Qingyu pursed her lips and asked.

"Rest assured, I will take good care of myself..."

Chen Yan nodded, pointed to the surroundings, and smiled: "Our huge residence still needs you two to manage!"

"Then is this journey dangerous?" Qingyu was very worried and asked again.

"Are you still worried with Zhu Yi there?"

"It should be safe..."

Chen Yan pretended to be relaxed, nudged Zhu Yi with his elbow, and said.

"It should be safe?" It seems there is still risk... Dantai Mingyue, who had been silent, heard the subtext and stared at Chen Yan without blinking.

"Good."

Qingyu nodded obediently, "Then I will wait for Young Master to come back in Chang'an..."

Chen Yan seemed to have thought of something and exhorted: "By the way, take good care of Xiao Zhiqing, don't let her get thin from hunger, and don't let her run away!"

That woman is an important chess piece.

Whether it is as a retreat in the future, or to deal with the Xiao Liang in the south...

Just at this moment, a group of people dressed as Mingjing Si walked into the courtyard:

"Zhuque Guard Commanding Emissary You Xian, leading nineteen Embroidered Attire Envoys, comes to report to you, Lord!" ===== CHAPTER 70 =====