ATPnovel Chapter 206 A Heart Full of Mixed Feelings!
Chapter 206 A Heart Full of Mixed Feelings!
These words filled Ying Zheng with mixed emotions.
Looking at the young man before him, his imperial majesty and anger were instantly replaced by a complex emotion.
There was appreciation, there was emotion, and even more... a touch of helpless frustration.
a long time.
Ying Zheng sighed deeply, stepped forward, and personally helped Zhang Fan up, his tone softening.
"You... what can I say about you?"
He patted Zhang Fan on the shoulder, his eyes filled with utmost seriousness:
"Remember, even if we lose this battle, you will still be the Protector of the Great Qin, and the great hero who offered the divine artifact!"
"I will personally defend you against the criticisms from the court officials!"
Hearing this, Zhang Fan felt a warmth in his heart.
He grinned, revealing that familiar, slightly shameless expression that Ying Zheng recognized:
"Don't worry, Brother Zheng!"
"Just three times the troop strength, it's a small matter."
"One thousand against three thousand, the advantage is mine!"
"..."
Ying Zheng was speechless for a moment.
The initial feeling of being moved vanished instantly.
Such shamelessness, such confidence—this is the brat he knows!
However, for some reason, seeing him like this, Ying Zheng's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, actually calmed down considerably.
He couldn't help but let a slight smile appear on his lips.
"good!"
He patted Zhang Fan hard on the back, his eyes regaining their light.
"I await your triumphant return!"
"I await the day you subdue the Eastern Seas, quell the Japanese pirates, and expand the territory of my Great Qin!"
Zhang Fan's smile vanished, his expression turned solemn, and he gave Ying Zheng a crisp, resounding military salute:
"My lord, I obey your order!"
After saying that, he turned around and strode away from Zhangtai Palace.
Only Ying Zheng remained, standing in the hall, watching his retreating figure with a meaningful smile on his face, murmuring softly:
"The advantage lies with me... Heh, this is interesting!"
……
Inside Zongyu's residence.
The aroma of sandalwood incense and tea wafts through the air.
He was sitting opposite several key civil officials, sipping tea, and looked remarkably relaxed.
"Please, everyone!"
Zong Yu picked up his teacup, in a good mood.
"This tea is one of my most treasured possessions!"
A civil official immediately echoed:
"Lord Zong is right! We were originally planning to proceed cautiously and gradually!"
"I never expected... I really never expected that Zhang Fan would walk down a dead end!"
"you do not say!"
Another person chimed in, their tone mocking.
"One thousand against three thousand? Or against the descendants of generals from my great Qin?"
"This man is arrogant; we didn't even need to lift a finger, he jumped into his own grave!"
Zong Yu put down his teacup, his eyes gleaming.
That's incorrect!
He spoke slowly.
"He's given us a very generous gift!"
Upon hearing this, everyone immediately understood and smiled.
Zong Yu lowered his voice and continued:
"He will surely be defeated in three days!"
"Even if His Majesty wants to protect him, he can't silence the public opinion!"
"At that time, I will immediately submit a memorial to the throne, stating that the reason he went astray in his understanding of military strategy was because the supervision of coal and iron production was too complicated, causing him to be distracted and overworked!"
"As his subjects, we should share His Majesty's burdens and ease the burden on our Highness!"
"high!"
Everyone praised it.
"On this pretext, we can take over the coal and iron industries of Shangdang County, and His Majesty will have no way to object!"
"At that time, all this wealth and power will belong to the young master's household!"
……
The residence of the Marquis of Tongwu.
The atmosphere, however, was very heavy.
Wang Ben looked at his son, who was eager to get started, and felt a little worried.
"Li'er, this is my last piece of advice to you."
Wang Ben's tone was serious.
"Even a lion uses its full strength to hunt a rabbit. Zhang Fan is no ordinary man!"
"He dared to utter such words in front of the entire court and His Majesty; he must have something to rely on!"
"You must not underestimate the enemy because of your numerical superiority!"
Wang Li was in the prime of his life, having just been provoked by Zhang Fan's words in court, and was now full of fighting spirit.
He straightened his body, bowed to his father, and his eyes were firm.
"Father, rest assured! This is no longer a simple military exercise, but a battle to defend the honor of the soldiers of our Great Qin, and a battle for my family to prove its worth!"
He assured:
"Zhang Fan possesses the art of weapon forging, while I, Wang Li, possess the strategies and tactics of war!"
"Three days from now, I will capture Zhang Fan alive in front of everyone!"
"Let him, and let the whole world, know what true military strategy is!"
……
Inside the Institute of Natural History, however, the scene was quite different.
Fusu and Mofeng were restless.
"Teacher! What should we do?!"
Fusu rushed into the study carrying a pile of bamboo slips containing works such as "The Art of War" and "The Art of War by Wu Zi".
His face was etched with anxiety.
"There are still three days until the martial arts competition. If we study through the night, we might still have time!"
Mo Feng looked even more distressed: "Immortal Master, perhaps... we should go and speak to His Majesty now!"
"Hmm...so you said you didn't sleep well last night and talked nonsense?"
"Leading the horse is a small matter; losing face is a big deal!"
However, Zhang Fan acted as if nothing had happened, smiling as he pushed the military books that Fusu had brought aside.
"The art of war lies in its application, not in rote memorization."
He calmly cleared his desk, locked himself in his study, and declined all visitors.
He didn't look at any military books, but instead took out paper and pen and, by candlelight, studied the images transmitted from his phone.
I'm starting to draw some pictures that Fusu and Mofeng don't understand!
The drawing had countless squares, lines representing hills, and symbols indicating wind direction.
He even marked the location of the woods and the depth of the stream within the training ground.
That was a sketch of the Wei River drill ground drawn at a scale of 1:1000.
Zhang Fan's calm demeanor only made Fu Su and Mo Feng more uneasy, their hearts filled with unease.
……
at the same time.
Inside the headquarters command center of Bureau 749.
"No! I object!"
A retired army colonel with gray hair slammed his fist on the table.
He pointed to the sand table and said...
"In the Qin Dynasty, which lacked effective long-range communication methods, dividing troops for flank harassment was tantamount to suicide!"
"Once you get caught up with Wang Li's main force, you'll be devoured one by one!"
"Old Zhao, calm down."
A senior historian next to him adjusted his glasses, frowned, and said...
"I understand your point of view, but we can't apply the 'special operations' mindset of modern warfare to people from two thousand years ago!"
"The thousand men under Zhang Fan's command are a hastily assembled garrison force from Xianyang, not our Blue Army!"
"Their combat doctrine is still stuck in the era of vehicle-mounted, cone-shaped assaults!"
"You're sending them to fight as guerrillas?"
In one corner of the screen wall, the large model's computing interface is scrolling rapidly.
The above deductions lead to the optimal strategy.
Although the technicians' eyes were bloodshot, their excitement remained undiminished.
Simply because they know!
We must win this military exercise!
The day of the fall of the Sakura Kingdom is fast approaching!