The Prodigal Son of the Empire

"You actually lost?"

"Still a fiasco?"

"And the enemy's army is at most 2 people. With such a huge gap in strength, if you still do this, you will lose me in one battle!"

"I ask you, what do you eat!"

"Is he, Wang Kang, really that powerful?"

Murong Zhao stood up and yelled angrily, everyone in the tent lowered their heads and kept silent...

After a long time, Che Zhou said with difficulty: "The sinner will be willing to be punished with death..."

"To die?"

Before he finished speaking, Murong Zhao interrupted directly: "If you die, can you win the battle? If you die, can those soldiers who died live?"

"After this battle, do you know how many troops we lost?"

"By the time Wang Kang came back, the five prefectures of Nanbin, Hesong, Yiyan, Shangshui, and Lishui that we had captured were all lost!"

"A total of more than 11 troops have been damaged!"

"Do you know what this means? Do you know what this means?"

Murong Zhao had completely lost his demeanor, his body was trembling, and he was almost yelling: "Wang Kang, one person has eaten up more than a quarter of our troops, and with the previous consumption, the strength we still have is barely enough. 20!"

"Can these 20 conquer Xishan Province?"

"Emperor Zhao has sent troops, and 5 people are about to rush to Qingzhou. There is Wang Kang behind. How can we fight this battle? Tell me how to fight?"

"tell me!"

Murong Zhao's veins are all bulging, and it's not his fault, because the situation has indeed reached a very difficult point.

And they all failed in this battle.

The game of victory or defeat will change from this!

After drinking a lot, Murong Zhao seemed to have calmed down a bit, and he said lightly, "Tell me, what should we do next?"

"talk!"

"His Royal Highness."

At this time, a person stood up, this person was forty years old, wearing a long gown, his name was Gongxiu, he was Murong Zhao's servant when he was not the crown prince, and now he is the responsibility of the staff.

"We have arrived in Qingzhou for many days, and we encountered the tenacious resistance of the Zhao army, and we were unable to attack for a long time. Now that this major event has occurred in the rear, I believe that we must get rid of Wang Kang to ensure that the rear is safe, otherwise, it will be useless even if we continue to fight. , we will become more and more difficult!"

"What Mr. Gong said is that all our previous efforts have been useless. What's more, we have completely cut off our ties with our own country. We can't get food and military supplies. We have become a lone army..."

"I suggest hitting Wang Kang first, this nail must be pulled out!"

"But have you ever thought about a problem, if we divide our forces, the Zhao army in front will have a chance to breathe, and it will be even more difficult to attack again..."

Each person speaks their own words, each with their own opinions, and the main point of contradiction is still Wang Kang!

The originally good situation was ruined by his appearance.

Up to now, as Wang Kang said, the Yan army has reached a dilemma.

No matter what, it will be extremely uncomfortable.

Murong Zhao listened silently, his eyes fell on a person and he said, "Mr. Bi, what do you think?"

What he was calling was an old man, his beard was white, he was already old, he was the only person sitting in this tent besides Murong Zhao.

It's not because of his high status, but because of Murong Zhao's special care for him.

He is also a disciple of Murong Zhao, but he is the disciple of the earliest period. He is very knowledgeable and has taught him a lot...

"Even though I don't want to say it, I still have to say it."

The old man stood up and bowed to Murong Zhao: "His Royal Highness, according to the old plan, it is time to withdraw the troops... We have lost this battle..."

"Mr. Bi, what nonsense are you talking about? How much did our country of Yan pay for this offensive? If we withdraw now, wouldn't it be useless?"

"Mr. Bi, you must pay attention to what you say!"

Someone spoke in a cold voice.

Murong Zhao said lightly, "Continue talking."

"You have always ignored a question, how did we come to attack Zhao Guo?"

The old man surnamed Bi said: "Before this, there is a condition. Zhao's domestic worries and foreign aggression, the internal righteousness of Liu Zhang, the entire northern province fell into rebellion, and the Yue State in the west attacked. Under this background, the entire Zhao The country is in chaos, so we can use the opportunity to launch an attack, and the momentum is like a bamboo!"

"But now, this condition is not ripe!"

"The Yue State's attack has been disintegrated, and Liu Zhang's civil strife has been quelled immediately. This prerequisite no longer exists, so..."

"So should we retreat?"

"There is still a chance to retreat now, I am afraid that if it is later, we will be in a deep quagmire!"

"Mr. Bi, you are too alarmist. Why did you retreat? Our troops still have the upper hand. Could it be that we are retreating just because of this defeat?"

"It's not because of this defeat!"

The old man said in a deep voice, "It's because of Wang Kang!"

"he?"

"Haha, how ridiculous!"

"Is it funny [

At this time Murong Zhao said coldly: "It is this person who wiped out a quarter of our troops, who of you can do it?"

Suddenly, everyone was speechless.

"Not only that."

The old man sighed and said: "His return is unstoppable, we can't block it anymore, and it won't take long before it will spread throughout the country of Zhao. The impact it will bring is huge!"

"He can bring new vitality to Zhao Guo, one will ebb and flow..."

Murong Zhao asked: "Is it really so serious?"