Chapter 1420: Verbal Decree (2)

Here among the Chu people, you call it civilization, with its poetry, elegant attire, music, and grace.

Yet, aristocrats remain aristocrats, and servants are forever servants; the ingrained hierarchy is so clear, as if etched into their very bones.

Consider Lord Zheng, whose journey began from commoners, coming from Hutou City in Beifeng Prefecture, yet truth be told, no one in Yan would disparage Lord Zheng’s origins, at least, not openly.

After the mounted assault on noble ranks, the court has mostly turned into “mudfooted men,” and even if they’re not, they must smear themselves with a layer of mud, never daring to claim they belong to a noble family.

Your family is the noble family, your entire family is noble!

Those with true talent must have pride in their hearts.

Lord Zheng doesn’t believe Nian Yao never had such thoughts.

However, whether he acted on them or not doesn’t matter now, because in Prince Jingnan’s grand strategy, both Town South Pass and all of Shanggu County become parts of a chessboard. If this battle succeeds, Nian Yao’s surrender won’t affect the larger situation much.

“A Ming.”

“My lord.”

“Tonight, I need you to make a trip to the King’s Tent and tell Tian Wujing about this in my name.”

No matter what, old Tian must be informed of this matter, but based on his character, he’s likely as uninterested as I am in playing such guessing games.

However,

he might not mind putting on a show for a grand strategy.

After all, Lord Zheng is currently just idle, with nothing to do but wait.

Waiting for the completion of the sluice at Wang River and for a safe open land to slowly emerge at Town South Pass.

With nothing to do,

writing letters,

chatting casually,

doesn’t seem to be a problem, treating it like a pen pal relationship.

They say the great general of Chu State is also a fan of old Tian?

Should I write as well?

Writing letters is troublesome,

If only one side could be fiercely attacking a city while the generals on both sides were drinking, chatting, and enjoying the scenery, it might be a fine tale.

Oh, of course, such actions may disrespect the soldiers fighting selflessly on both sides.

Actually,

more importantly,

because of Lord Zheng’s move at Snow Sea Pass letting the Sword Saint hold the flag,

no current general dares to hold any meeting in front of opposing lines.

The internal fight within the city hasn’t ended yet, and it seems the Chu people have organized several counter attacks, all repelled.

Lord Zheng yawned,

and said:

“I’ll sleep for a while.”

……

This sleep lasted until night.

In the battlefield, the truth is there is plenty of good food and sleep.

Yet,

upon waking,

looking at the pitch-black view outside the gate tower, a sense of loneliness began to creep into his heart.

“Ah!”

Fortunately,

a scream snapped Lord Zheng out of this mood.

Lord Zheng stretched and walked out, saw Li Fusheng sitting on the wall outside being treated for his wounds.

A physician was still holding a spear tip in his hand, the tip must have broken off inside Li Fusheng earlier.

Seeing Zheng Fan emerge,

Li Fusheng felt a bit embarrassed and said;

“Seeing you sleep so soundly, knowing how long you pondered over today’s battle, I didn’t want to disturb you, letting you sleep a bit more, but in the end, I couldn’t resist, haha.”

Lord Zheng approached, examining Li Fusheng’s wound.

Fortunately, when stabbed, Li Fusheng controlled his body’s blood and muscle around the wound, avoiding harm to his spleen. It looks like he lost quite a bit of blood, but it’s just a relatively severe flesh wound.

“Don’t worry, brother, I’m fine. It was Shi Family’s third member who stabbed me, but I took his head off, haha!”

Li Fusheng was as happy as a child.

Of course, seeing a killer resemble a child indicates Lord Zheng’s aesthetic sense is abnormal to some extent.

“Is the city secure?”

Zhou Huaizong and Fong Yuanyang were captured alive, Shi Family’s third member died in battle, and West Mountain Fortress is leaderless now, so there shouldn’t be a problem.

“Most cleared, though tomorrow morning we’ll sweep through again, prevent any escapees.”

Li Fusheng gritted his teeth and said:

“This battle was satisfying, clearing away the frustrations accumulated in my belly over recent days.”

“As long as you’re happy.”

“Brother Zheng.”

“Hmm?”

“Lord Zheng?”

“What is it?”

“Lord Pingye?”

“Old brother?”

“Zheng Fan.”

“Speak.”

“From now on, as long as you’re around, brother, I’ll follow your orders. Point to where to charge, and that’s where I’ll go.”

Quite a few surrounding generals and guards were dumbfounded by these words.

Previously, our main general treated Lord Pingye with respect due to his rank and favor from Prince Jingnan;

But just now these words,

mean the main general completely respects Lord Pingye.

Lord Zheng pointed westward,

Westward,

Towards Wang River,

Towards Ying Capital City,

And more importantly……towards Yanjing.

Li Fusheng’s eyes grew increasingly bright, the wicked fire mostly vented by the prior slaughter seemed to rise again.

But Lord Zheng’s hand drew a half-circle in the air,

then scratched his head,

and said:

“You’re exaggerating, sigh, I’m hungry, is there any food?”

Li Fusheng laughed and said:

“You are today’s great hero, we must host you well; I have no wine but plenty of good tea and food, it’s just a matter of how much you can eat.”