My God of Wealth is a Short-lived Ghost

Chapter 201: Your Highness has made a decision, and I agree with it

At this time, Wan Sutong was sitting behind Zhao Jinghua, listening to everyone's discussion of military affairs with sleepy eyes, playing with Zhao Jinghua's long hair tied behind her back with a hairband.

The commander of Dongying pointed at Lulin City on the map and said, "Lulin City was the weakest city in Yuwen State. It only has 3,000 guards. There are internal and external troubles. I think we should attack from this city."

Zhao Jinghua shook his head slightly when he heard this, and said in a flat tone, "It's not appropriate. If Yuwen State hadn't mobilized the garrison of this city, it would have been the thousand-man commander Cheng Heng. One person can resist a thousand people. Four years ago, he sent me a letter saying that he had broken through the semi-god realm."

As soon as Zhao Jinghua finished speaking, Wan Yanzhong began to sigh, and the commander of the third battalion was even more worried.

Zhao Jinghua looked at the silent Zhao Jingcheng and asked, "Your Highness, do you have any opinion?"

Zhao Jingcheng nodded slightly and said in a very serious tone, "Perhaps we can send a general who is close to him to pretend to surrender."

After hearing this, Zhong Su was choked by his own saliva and kept coughing, "Cough cough cough cough... Your Highness, what you are doing... cough cough... I'm afraid it's not okay."

Zhao Jingcheng frowned and said with a hint of displeasure, "Why not?"

Seeing this, Zhong Su knelt down hurriedly. "Cheng Heng is only on good terms with the Regent." At this point, he looked at Zhao Jinghua and then hesitantly said, "Perhaps it was because the Regent faked his death that he had the idea of ​​​​rebellion."

Zhao Jingcheng sighed heavily when he heard this. "So if we want to take this city, we can only attack it by force?"

Wan Yanzhong nodded with a look of deep resentment and said, "I'm afraid this is the only way."

Wan Sutong puffed up her cheeks when she heard this, and kept twisting a strand of Zhao Jinghua's hair with her fingers, thinking to herself, "I don't think so. If he could rebel because of your death, if he heard that you were still alive, maybe he would come back."

After listening to Wan Sutong's voice, Zhao Jinghua's eyebrows softened a lot. He lowered his head slightly and whispered to Wan Sutong, "It's a good idea, but in this way, he is loyal to me instead of Zhaoguo." When he spoke again, his tone was also much softer, "Your Highness, don't worry. Yuwenguo's weak points are not limited to this city. Guangming City, which borders Beisheng City, has a thin wall. If you throw an iron ball, it will collapse. Then you can easily capture the three cities to the north of this city."

As soon as these words came out, Wan Yanzhong's pupils suddenly shrank and he looked at Zhao Jinghua in disbelief, "What about the people in the city? The collapse of the city wall must have caused heavy casualties."

The commander of the East Camp sneered upon hearing this and said, "Prime Minister, you have only defended a city, but never attacked one, so you don't understand. There is no such thing as having the best of both worlds on the battlefield. What the Regent said is the same as what Lu Lincheng said, but it depends on whether His Royal Highness the Crown Prince wants to sacrifice the civilians or the soldiers."

Wan Yanzhong lowered his eyes and thought for a moment before nodding. However, Zhao Jingcheng asked in confusion, "How can these two be the same?"

The commander of the South Camp sighed and then said slowly, "The pension for infantrymen after their death is fifty taels, for cavalrymen it is seventy taels, for centurions it is one hundred taels, for thousand-man commanders it is four hundred taels, and for lieutenants it is eight hundred taels."

Zhao Jingcheng nodded slightly and continued to ask, "So?"

The commander of the East Camp frowned upon hearing this, then glanced at Zhao Jinghua and sent him a message, "I know you have no choice, but do you really want to assist him?" Seeing Zhao Jinghua nodded slightly, the commander of the East Camp could only patiently explain, but his tone was full of regret, "Your Highness may not mind it. After all, when the Regent led the Mingbei Camp to attack the Yuwen Kingdom, only a few thousand people were injured. But now the Yuwen Kingdom is full of former Mingbei Camp soldiers and a group of 150,000 imperial guards. They are distributed in various cities, and the casualties are only increasing."

At this point, the commander of the East Camp shook his head helplessly and said, "Let me take the attack on Wujin Kingdom thirty years ago as an example. In just three cities, 4,300 cavalrymen, 53,000 infantrymen, eight thousand captains, and fourteen centurions were killed or injured. I understand that Your Highness understands why there is no difference between civilians and soldiers, and why civilians must be sacrificed. However, if the collapsed city walls were enough to repair them, and the civilians only needed ten taels of silver, then the blame would not be placed on Zhao Kingdom."

Zhao Jingcheng was stunned when he heard this. He couldn't imagine that there were so many calculations behind the war. So when he looked at Zhao Jinghua again, he seemed to be looking at a stranger. "You have really changed."

Zhao Jinghua shook his head slightly with a faint smile on his face, "I have always been like this. Otherwise, why do you think I attacked the former Yuwen Kingdom?"

Zhao Jingcheng looked at Zhao Jinghua in disbelief when he heard this, but Zhao Jinghua just stared at Zhao Jingcheng calmly.

Wan Sutong sighed in his heart and complained to 0533, "System, I feel like he is not suitable to be the emperor. If he becomes the emperor, wouldn't he become a puppet emperor at the mercy of Eunuch Chen if he is so naive?"

0533 shrugged and said indifferently, "Host, you are right. Maybe that's what your husband thinks."

Seeing that Zhao Jinghua and Zhao Jingcheng were in a stalemate, the commander of the West Camp quickly interrupted and said, "I wonder if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince thinks we should go north to attack Guangming City, or go through Chihuo Mountain to attack Lulin City?"

Seeing that Zhao Jingcheng was still hesitant to speak, Wan Yanzhong sighed and said with great enlightenment, "Your Highness, this is the harm caused by war. It is unavoidable. As the saying goes, we are the meat on the chopping board and others are the butchers. Under the imperial power, everyone is an ant."

Zhao Jingcheng frowned slightly and then spoke without thinking, "Lu Lincheng" and looked at Zhao Jinghua coldly, "What does the Regent think?"

He thought Zhao Jinghua would slam the table and refute him, but unexpectedly Zhao Jinghua just nodded slightly without any ripples on his face, "Your Highness has made a decision, and I will agree with it."

Just as Zhao Jinghua was about to speak again, he heard Wan Sutong complaining to 0533 in his heart, "Jinghua's sitting posture is too straight. My butt is almost halfway off the chair, and I can only play with his hair."

After saying this, Zhao Jinghua actually leaned back completely on the chair and then looked at everyone leisurely, "When do you think we should set out?"

Wan Sutong's eyes lit up when she saw this, and then she smiled in her heart and raised her hand to hug Zhao Jinghua. Zhao Jinghua chuckled and then turned his head to meet Wan Sutong's eyes.

Wan Yanzhong and the commander of the three battalions laughed kindly at this.

Soon the commander of the East Camp raised his hand and stroked his beard and spoke slowly, "We have to wait at least another six or seven months to know the current situation of Yuwen State. We can't go out blindly."

Everyone nodded when they heard this.

Zhao Jinghua chuckled and looked up at Zhao Jingcheng. "In that case, please tell His Majesty that we will go north to attack Yuwen State in early March next year. If there is any secret report about Yuwen State, I will inform His Majesty."

Zhao Jingcheng nodded and said, "Hmm," then he slowly stood up and said, "Then I'll go first." Then he turned and left.

Wan Yanzhong, Zhong Su and the commander of the three battalions quickly stood up and said, "Farewell, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." Wan Sutong was about to stand up when Zhao Jinghua held his hands on his abdomen. Zhao Jinghua did not let go of Wan Sutong's hand until Zhao Jingcheng left the main tent and heard Luo Lin and Zhou Lang saluting outside the tent.