activa-t Chapter 222: The Art of War, Tricksterism
Chapter 222: The Art of War, Tricksterism
Zhu Di's letter of rebellion soon reached Nanjing.
Zhu Yunwen offered sacrifices to the Taimiao and removed Zhu Di from the royal family and demoted him to a commoner.
However, Zhu Yunwen's actions this time can only be described as a bit of a self-contained act.
His "evil deeds" have long been known to many areas through word of mouth among the people and merchants.
At this time, neither he nor Ma Qing realized that the situation was out of control and the hidden crisis.
At this moment, Zhu Yunwen was staring at the map on the table, holding the chess pieces and a long pole, and began to arrange the troops.
His plan was perfect, at least on paper.
Now Zhu Di had no more than 20,000 soldiers and generals, but what about him? He had already deployed 300,000 troops!
Twenty thousand versus three hundred thousand, how can you lose?
It would be better to say that he mobilized almost all of his forces to give enough face to his uncle, the emperor.
Ha ha.
General Geng Bingwen leads an army of 250,000 to the city. This kingly army will take the main road all the way to Peking.
The troops from other northern garrisons, waiting for the yellow card order, attacked Peking from three sides and headed straight for Huanglong!
Even the famous King of Yan could not break the impasse.
In the face of absolute strength, any tricks are in vain.
"Your Highness, this is a brilliant plan. Our kingly way will certainly be put into practice in this battle. All demons and monsters will submit to the might of the dragon as the chosen one!"
Huang Zicheng immediately replaced wine with tea and toasted Zhu Yunwen.
The military ministers nearby also congratulated him, as if victory was already in their pockets.
……
Ma Qing also sat in front of the pond, looking at the happy faces of the people in the dark room and smiled sarcastically.
Yes.
From a historian's perspective, two hundred thousand are less than twenty thousand. Even if there are taskers involved, it is still three hundred thousand against more than twenty thousand.
If one person spitted at him, Zhu Di would be drowned.
Who would have thought?
He actually won the Jingnan Campaign.
Zhu Di was extremely concerned about his origin and legitimacy throughout his life, and tried his best to create the image of himself as the chosen one.
But in fact, he is the first person in ancient times to be able to perform such a miracle, and he is truly the chosen one of God.
"call……"
She won't be careless.
Eight hundred is a miraculous number, so there are eight hundred special soldiers mixed in Geng Bingwen's army.
She transformed these eight hundred special soldiers in different ways based on the games she had played before.
First, there are three hundred vomiters.
The vomited corpse poison will corrupt the earth, and the swamp-like land will give rise to miasma under the influence of the corpse gas.
Mortals are not allowed to enter. Anyone who touches it will die and his bones will turn into marrow.
Second, one hundred frogs.
It can run fast and has super jumping ability.
Not to mention the stereotype, just talking about the limitation of her ability, as a puppeteer her body must be very weak. As long as she can be found...
The frog has a high probability of completing the decapitation operation.
Third, fifty cat monsters.
The process of refining a cat demon is rather complicated, and requires special identification of women who were born or died during Yin times.
The resentment in them will turn into screams that will scare people to death.
It gets on all fours and uses its sharp claws for physical attacks, and will not stop until it has slaughtered and crushed the target.
Extremely sensitive to light and sound in the dark.
Therefore, it is useless even if the puppeteer hides in the dark.
Fourth, fifty hybrid giants.
A ten-meter-tall Titan corpse made up of multiple corpse parts.
Invulnerable to swords and guns, it can be reassembled as long as there are corpses.
To get rid of the giant, you need to destroy the heart of the formation engraved among the flowing corpses.
Fifth, the blaster.
A corpse that was modified based on the fast-moving style of long-armed creatures such as apes.
The right arm is huge and full of power, moves quickly, and has a strong effect in clearing the battlefield.
The remaining three hundred corpses were all refined into Blasters.
Such a corpse that combines Chinese and Western styles will surely give the puppeteer a big surprise.
The corpses basically have the ability to self-destruct, which greatly avoids the possibility of being picked up by puppet masters and recycled as waste.
The purpose of her attack this time was the same as Zhu Yunwen's.
He drove part of the army to bypass Prince Yan's frontal attack and head straight for Peking to steal home.
After dealing with Zhu Di, this elite army of dead soldiers will turn their attention to Mongolia.
In addition to eight hundred elite soldiers, she also has four corpses that have begun to take shape.
The generals and ministers who killed Guo, the Hanba who was refined using Guo Qing's corpse, the Houqing who was refined using Zhu Biao's corpse, and the Zhu Yuanzhang Ying Gou who was beginning to take shape.
The art of war, the art of deception, seeking good fortune and avoiding disaster.
In this game of chess, she will be the ultimate winner.
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After Zhu Di led his troops away, Zhu Gaochi took over the Prince of Yan's Mansion and Beiping, as well as all the surrounding forces that were secretly taken over by the Prince of Yan's Mansion.
At this moment, the main hall of Prince Yan's Mansion had already become the Grand Council.
Princess Yan Xu Yihua and other female relatives were moved early to a well-prepared mansion in Peking.
"Brother! Is there a brother who can help you do this?"
Zhu Gaosui, who had always impressed people with the phrase "arrogant!", now put on his military uniform, stood in a standard military posture, held his head high and asked with a capable look.
"Gao Sui..."
Zhu Gaochi sighed, and was about to give some earnest advice when he heard Zhu Gaosui interrupt him and say,
"Brother! Although I... am not like my second brother, who followed Dad to fight all over the country since he was a child, I have also been to the battlefield! I am not afraid of swords and guns, I am not afraid of blood, and I am even more afraid of charging into battle!
Now our family is in trouble, dad is away at war, even sister-in-law comes to help you, I am a man after all, the third pillar of the family, how can I just sleep on the couch at home and do nothing!"
Listening to Zhu Gaosui's words and looking at the fire in his eyes, Zhu Gaochi knew that he could not stop his brother.
He felt a little helpless, but more proud in his heart.
Although he was once weak and unable to play a big role, all his younger brothers in the family are good people.
Gao Xu is gone, but Gao Sui has grown up.
"it is good!"
Zhu Gaochi praised it highly, looked around the defenses in the city, pointed at a key point, and asked Zhu Gaosui,
"I'll let you command the vanguard guards here, okay?"
Zhu Gaosui looked down and his eyes lit up!
He has to be the big brother!
If I agree, I will not just assign him an unnecessary task to fool him!
He immediately clasped his fists and shouted loudly,
"Thank you, big brother! I'll be there right away!"
After saying that, he turned around and trotted away without stopping.
The men of the Zhu family who grew up on horseback all had straight backs, and Zhu Gaosui was no exception.
Like Zhu Gaoxu, he was a good brother who could share adversities but not wealth.
This is human nature when it comes to the throne.
Zhu Gaochi was lost in thought as he stared at Zhu Gaosui's back without even turning his head.
"Alas...if only my second brother were still here."
Yes, if he were still here, you could still be stabbed right now, that would be great.