Chapter 130: Troops out of the capital, follow me north!

Yu Ke already has a decision in his heart, and he slowly raises his head.

His gaze deeply examines the three military lines on the map.

First, Shizhou became the focus.

The Han and Chu kingdoms have joined forces to raise troops three days ago, forty thousand troops pressing on the city, approaching Shizhou fiercely.

And there, only ten thousand Daqing garrison troops are fighting alone, the situation is in jeopardy.

Second is the border of Yunzhou in the North.

This place is adjacent to Northern Barbarians, also facing the threat of forty thousand troops.

Resulting in the Lu Family Army still having twenty thousand iron cavalry in the North, but for various reasons, it is difficult to pull away for rescue.

Finally is Jingyang.

Qianyuan has led thirty thousand iron cavalry across Hexi, merging with the fifteen thousand elite governing troops in Zhou Xuan's mansion, the two torrents converging into an army of forty-five thousand, rushing toward Jingyang.

And inside Jingzhou, there are only thirty thousand garrison troops; facing such a huge enemy, it is like an egg hitting a stone.

Three armies, totaling one million two hundred thousand, are like three mountains, pressing heavily on people's hearts.

Facing such a desperate situation, the generals are all holding their breath, their eyes gathered on Yu Ke, waiting for his military order.

Feng Haiping stands up first, his voice firm:

"Shaobao, please issue the order!"

The other generals also stand up one after another, arching their hands and saying in unison:

"Please Shaobao issue the order!"

For a moment.

Everyone in the Lu Family Army feels surging fighting spirit.

Fifteen years of silence did not wear down their fighting spirit, but instead, like a sharp sword, it became sharper under the grinding.

The name Lu Family Army will once again resound throughout the world!

Inside the palace!

The group of eunuchs and palace maids are also shocked by this powerful momentum; they grew up in the palace and have never seen such a scene, their bodies shrinking involuntarily, their eyes full of fear.

They are full of fear, sticking to the corners of the wall, not daring to make any sound.

Yu Ke surveys the whole scene, nodding slightly, and decisively begins to deploy troops.

His eyes are calm, and he calls out:

"Jia Fu!"

"The general is here!"

The black-faced big man Jia Fu comes out at the sound, his voice revealing uncontrollable excitement.

"Cheng Pu!"

"The general is here!"

A bald monk wearing half a cassock, holding a big knife, walks out of the queue with steady steps, his voice thick and powerful.

Yu Ke's eyes reveal calmness and determination, and he says slowly:

"You two lead one thousand elite cavalry each, and immediately march to Shizhou."

Jia Fu and Cheng Pu answer without hesitation:

"Obey!"

Zhou Cheng listens carefully from the side, and cannot help but ripple in his heart.

He knows deeply that both are brave and unparalleled generals, but facing an army of forty thousand, how can they resist with only these two thousand troops?

Once Shizhou falls, the consequences will be unimaginable.

However!

Jia Fu and Cheng Pu do not show the slightest hesitation.

For many years, they have long been accustomed to obeying Shaobao's orders, because countless victories have proven the correctness of Shaobao's decisions.

They know deeply that at this time, they only need to obey the command and firmly execute it, which is the best way to deal with it.

Dou Gu knits his brows slightly, his heart full of confusion, wondering what Shaobao's deployment intends.

Yu Ke does not pay attention to everyone's doubts, continuing to issue orders:

"Chai Zhong!"

A young general in white robes, heroic and imposing, responds, his voice firm:

"The general is here!"

"Huang Song."

An old man with white hair and beard, but still appearing majestic and extraordinary, walks out of the queue, responding steadily:

"The general is here!"

Yu Ke looks directly at the two and says: "You two lead one thousand elite cavalry each, and set off for Jingyang."

"Obey!"

The two answer in unison.

With the issuance of the second order, the hall falls into silence again.

Although everyone is confused in their hearts, years of experience make them understand that Shaobao's way of using troops is often unexpected, and only after the fact can they understand its subtlety.

Zhou Cheng knits his brows and thinks again.

Even if Huang Song is an old general in the Lu Family Army with superb archery, and Chai Zhong is a rare fierce general, how can they protect Jingyang in front of an army of forty-five thousand with only these two thousand troops?

Zhou Jinyu is also full of doubts.

Such a layout seems to have no chance of winning, only leading to the fall of the two cities.

She cannot help but secretly speculate, what exactly is Lu Chen planning?

Dou Gu's brows are knitted, trying to capture deeper strategic intentions from Shaobao's orders.

He has always thought highly of himself, thinking he is clever, trying hard to recall various things to find the key point.

Yu Ke's gaze sweeps over Jia Fu, Cheng Pu, and the other two, continuing to issue instructions:

"You four lead the troops, camp outside the city, and only need to provoke them every day!"

Hearing this, the four immediately answer in unison and lead the troops away!

Zhou Cheng stares at the map from the side, silently calculating the troop deployment.

Four thousand troops have already been sent out, so the remaining military strength in the capital will only be a little over ninety thousand.

Dou Gu's eyes suddenly light up when he hears this, as if he has captured a glimmer of inspiration at this moment, but it is like looking at flowers in the fog.

And Zhou Jinyu is full of confusion.

She cannot understand why Yu Ke would issue such an order; such a layout seems to her to be seeking her own death.

Is this a decision only a fool would make?

Is Lu Chen a fool?

Obviously, no!

She looks up at Lu Chen, hoping to find the answer on his face.

"Lu Chen's" face is still calm.

Yu Ke thinks slightly, searching for something from Lu Chen's memory.

Thinking of one person.

"Tang He."

"The general is here!"

A middle-aged man of medium build responds, wearing chain mail, a scar on his left face particularly striking, his eyes revealing steadiness and firmness.

This person is the master of city defense in the Lu Family Army, who once used three thousand men to hold off the attack of fifty thousand Northern Wind troops in a lone city until reinforcements arrived.

He is not only proficient in city defense tactics such as tunnel warfare, but also good at handling matters such as relocating people, gathering supplies, burning farmland, mobilizing people's emotions, dismantling houses, and building fortifications.

More importantly, his personality is steady.

Yu Ke looks at Tang He, a trace of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

"Qin Xiao Wu!"

"The general is here!"

Fifth Master Qin, who was leading a horse by the Yuetangjiang, walks out of the queue at the sound, appearing capable and loyal.

"Tang He, Qin Xiao Wu, you two guard the capital, leave ten thousand troops, and reopen the mansion at the original Western Depot location in the capital."

"Obey!"

Hearing this, Zhou Jinyu finally shows a surprised expression, lowering her head slightly.

The ten thousand troops left by the Lu Family Army are not to guard the capital.

How can one allow others to snore beside one's bed.

In this way, although the Lu Family Army can kill into the imperial palace, it is equivalent to directly choking the throat of Daqing.

Yu Ke continues:

"Feng Haiping."

Yu Ke looks at this middle-aged man with eagle eyes, who is also the current commander of the Lu Family Army.

"The general is here!"

Yu Ke smiles slightly and says slowly:

"Count the troops, the rest of the generals, follow me north, straight to Huang Long Prefecture."

Once these words are spoken!

Zhou Jinyu looks up suddenly, her beautiful eyes full of disbelief.

Dou Gu is also stunned after hearing this, but immediately he thinks of the key point.

A burning heat surges in his chest, and he cannot help but bow down.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 131 =====