Chapter 153: Wave Battle

I don't know how much time had passed; looking at the position of the moon in the sky, I'm afraid it was past midnight.

Suddenly, a young man walked straight to Zhang Gui,

"Caiyang Longhu, do you still remember me, Guan Zhenyong?"

"Of course I remember.

You are the nephew of Brother Xi Hui, the purchaser of Prince Zhen's Traveling Palace, and the hundred-man manager of the 'Jia San Juzhou' of the White Sail Trading Company.

With such a young hero, how could I easily forget."

Although he was many years younger than Guan Zhenyong, Zhang Gui still put on the appearance of an elder and said 'kindly'.

He also took out a lucky money envelope,

"Manager Guan, New Year's happiness.

I wish you to go further in the coming year."

Although he was young, his connections were indeed of a higher generation, and his status was high enough.

So Guan Zhenyong accepted the lucky money with both hands without objection and raised a glass of wine,

"Thank you, Lord Caiyang, for your auspicious words.

It just so happens that my uncle ordered me to pass on a message, also wishing you martial luck and prosperity in the coming year on Xianrong Island."

Zhang Gui was stunned, and his eyes widened suddenly as if he had thought of something.

He subconsciously raised his head to look carefully at the height of the moon again and calculated the time.

He smacked his lips and thought silently in his heart:

"It is truly that the longer you experience, the more you know that there is nothing new under the sun.

But when it really happens, you still can't imagine it.

Prince Zhen's move is similar to what I played at the beginning, both winning by surprise on New Year's Day.

Although I didn't expect it, it can be considered that heroes see the same thing."

He took the wine cup held by Guan Zhenyong and drank it in one gulp.

Then, as if nothing had happened, he ate the dumplings,

Continuing to wait for Prince Zhen, who would definitely not appear tonight.

Early the next morning, the sky turned white.

After a burst of noise, Zhang Gui patted Lü Zhenduan, who was drunk at the table beside him.

Seeing that he couldn't be woken up, he carried him on his shoulder and returned to the inn without saying a word.

Throwing Lü Zhenduan casually on his bed, he planned to go to the street himself to inquire about the news.

As he was going out, a hoarse voice sounded behind him,

"Prince Zhen is afraid that he is already on Xianrong Island at this very moment, after a wave battle."

"Old Lü, you really made me look at you with new eyes this time.

You actually saw through Prince Zhen's plan all at once.

It's just that Prince Zhen's status is so precious, how could he personally go to the battlefield to fight all night.

I'm afraid those who died were all those 'elite soldiers'."

Lü Zhenduan's forehead veins burst when he heard this.

Most of the students from the Imperial Academy of the Ming Song Kingdom are both civil and military, and everyone knows that thirty thousand new soldiers go to battle.

Without a massive number of old soldiers filling in as basic officers like small star commanders or flat star commanders, acting as the skeleton and fascia of the battle formation, leading the new soldiers to fight.

They can only form a dull formation first, fight small battles, and temper the team into shape.

This is actually a rather cruel 'violent troop' means of using the massive casualties of new soldiers to exchange for the time to quickly form an army.

And Prince Zhen's previous meaning was exactly this:

First, transport thirty thousand new soldiers who were not trained enough to the military port of Chuan Shen on Xianrong Island.

Then, relying on the pass between Gyeonggi Province and Gyeonggi Province of the Qianji Kingdom, actively launch an attack, using the method of fierce battle to train troops.

At the same time, try to nibble away at Gyeonggi Province bit by bit, and more importantly, accumulate an army that can be used, and prestige within the Ming Song Kingdom.

Finally, while truly holding the army, create the image that among the many princes of the Hezheng Emperor, only Prince Zhen has the ability to compete with the Yuanshan people and even win.

At that time, even if the Hezheng Emperor is unwilling, he can only choose Prince Zhen to inherit the throne!

So in fact, whether the island country of Hanli can restore the country is not important at all.

What is important is Prince Zhen's brilliant future!

But now Prince Zhen, on New Year's Eve, used the 'Small Court Assembly' to deceive everyone.

Launched a war on Xianrong Island under the stars.

And such a carefully planned battle, the scale will definitely not be small, and no matter what, it cannot be fought as a fierce battle.

It can only be a 'meat grinder' style of hard attack and hard defense.

This is undoubtedly vastly different from the future direction in many people's minds!

"What do you think Prince Zhen is trying to do?"

"Perhaps Mr. Yin, plus his junior sister who is equally unfathomable, gave Prince Zhen ten times the confidence, feeling that he could strike in one go..."

"I wouldn't treat the Yuanshan people on Xianrong Island as grass bags just because of a naval battle failure.

Caiyang, Caiyang, I am asking you sincerely, so don't hide it and talk nonsense."

"Perhaps he is crazy, or a great victory made Prince Zhen awaken the temperament inherited from his father, the Gengzheng Emperor.

Didn't His Majesty back then, when the military edge was not as strong as the Yuanshan people;

The national strength was not as strong as the Yuanshan people;

And the hearts of the people were not as united as the Yuanshan people, treat the national war as pushing tiles, and make a decision in one go?"

Lü Zhenduan was stunned when he heard this.

But he had long regarded his future and destiny as pushing tiles, all pressed on Prince Zhen.

Instinctively, he didn't want to believe that he had misjudged.

Plus, the scholars of the Dongsheng Continent have had the cognitive habit since ancient times of 'the Son of Heaven is never wrong, and all mistakes are due to evil sycophants'.

Suddenly, inspiration flashed, and he widened his eyes,

"You say, could it be that the Prince was bewitched by that 'White Porcelain Exiled Immortal' Shen Shijing.

That's why he really put in dead effort for Hanli's restoration, not hesitating to bury..."

"Stop, stop, stop.

According to your meaning, it is that first there was the nine-tailed fox Su Daji who destroyed Shang and Zhou, and then there was the White Porcelain Exiled Immortal Shen Shijing preparing to bury Prince Zhen?

Such a 'wonderful' idea of shifting blame, and even believing it yourself, is also a skill."

Zhang Gui interrupted Lü Zhenduan's words with disdain, thinking secretly in his heart:

"With that Mr. Yin around, who in the world can bewitch Prince Zhen.

But what is Prince Zhen's purpose in doing this?

It shouldn't really be the genetic defect of the Gengzheng Emperor's 'great ambition but little talent and stubbornness'."

Although he didn't understand the meaning of the word 'dumping goods', Lü Zhenduan could still hear Zhang Gui's mockery of him.

After being silent for a while, he suddenly changed the subject and said:

"I have to, no, we have to go to Xianrong Island to see immediately."

"What?"

Zhang Gui was stunned.

"We have to go to Xianrong Island immediately to see with our own eyes what the result of this 'year-long war' between the Prince and the Yuanshan people is.

Only then can we make other plans, right?"

Lü Zhenduan asked back.

Zhang Gui frowned and said:

"You don't say first.

But if I really go to Xianrong Island voluntarily, do you think I can leave whenever I want?"

Lü Zhenduan opened his mouth,

"The ancients said, 'If the skin does not exist, the hair will have nowhere to attach; under the overturned nest, there are no whole eggs.'

If Prince Zhen is truly defeated by the Yuanshan people on Xianrong Island, do you think you can continue to be at ease in Zhihai Town?

It's better to go and see what's going on early to respond."

Zhang Gui nodded slightly upon hearing this.

But in fact, he didn't really feel that Lü Zhenduan's words were reasonable.

Instead, he suddenly thought that after a meat-grinder-style battle where both sides would invest hundreds of thousands of soldiers.

There would inevitably be countless corpses left behind.

And according to the divine authority sensing, in the Nine Islands Garrison City built by Prince Zhen, new soldiers with complex origins are constantly being stuffed in.

And these people will also turn into dead corpses on Xianrong Island in the future.

It should be waste-utilized by Zhang Gui and become consumables for refining Shishi soldiers in the future.

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It was only fitting that Zhang Gui would put the waste to use, turning them into expendable materials for refining Stone Corpse Soldiers in the future.

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