It’s not that they haven’t thought about asking Young Master Shen for help, but they haven’t done anything yet, so they can’t ask for help!
Fortunately, the king arrived in time, and now we can win a great victory and have a full meal.
Thinking of this, Zhao Weiqing's stomach growled again. He sighed inwardly and said to the soldiers who were discussing it, "We must fight a good battle this time. Don't let the young master look down on us, otherwise we will be embarrassed to eat his food."
"Don't worry, General. We will make sure they never come back!"
"That's right, those rabble are simply too vulnerable!"
"Make sure they don't take a single grain of food!"
When the topic of food came up, these people became even more excited and started shouting!
Why are they so excited? The general said that after this battle, they can ask Young Master Shen for food. I heard that Young Master Shen has so much food that he has no place to store it.
Zhao Weiqing also knew that Young Master Shen had plenty of food. The old general had already informed him of this, but he was embarrassed to go empty-handed because he didn't have a letter of surrender.
Look, the opportunity has come.
Zhao Weiqing took the lead and commanded his soldiers to ambush on the way the King of Heaven came to Yunyang Mansion, and did not let him get close to Yunyang Mansion at all, so as not to disturb the young master.
Besides, wouldn’t it be better to show their abilities if they killed the king halfway?
Zhao Weiqing's elite troops were well-rested and it was as easy for them to chop down Shang Tianwang's exhausted rookie soldiers as to cut monsters and vegetables.
These people followed the Heavenly King to live a good life, but now they are hungry and how can they compare with Zhao Weiqing's elite soldiers and generals.
Someone recognized that these were Zhao Weiqing's men and immediately started shouting.
"This isn't Young Master Shen's man, it's General Zhao Weiqing!"
"It's over. Why is it General Zhao? How do we fight this?"
"Surrender, we can't win. How can we compete with General Zhao? Isn't that courting death?"
"Surrender, surrender, I don't want to die!"
First of all, these people were defeated psychologically, and they immediately lost their energy and spirit when they faced Zhao Weiqing and his men.
Soon people surrendered. Many of them were armed with wooden swords and sticks, which were no match for the sharp blades made of fine steel.
War is all about spirit. If one person surrenders, the others will follow suit, throwing down their weapons and surrendering together.
Zhao Weiqing's men didn't even have to put in any effort before the Heavenly King's men surrendered. Now Young Master Shen is short of men, and once the Heavenly King's men surrender, Zhao Weiqing and his men will not kill them.
Soon someone tied up the king in the rear, and all the gold, silver and treasures he had looted were not left out, and they were all taken back in boxes.
Zhao Weiqing and his men won a great victory in this battle, and not even one was injured.
After recruiting these captives, Zhao Weiqing did not return to Hedong Prefecture, but took them directly to Ling Xue's Yunyang Prefecture.
After all the hard work, it’s time to have a good meal.
Ling Xue has been receiving intelligence from the battlefield ahead, all of which was passed back by the old general.
Although the old general did not send people directly to participate in the war, it was because he knew that Zhao Weiqing's side could easily defeat the King of Heaven and there was no need for his people to take action.
However, the old general was not idle either. He specially sent someone to convey the details of the war to Ling Xue.
"General Zhao's men have already ambushed the path that the Heavenly King must take."
"General Zhao has led his men to fight."
"The King's men are frightened by General Zhao."
"The Heavenly King's men surrendered."
"General Zhao is back with his men!"
"You're back!" Ling Xue looked up and asked, "Where are you back to?"
"Of course, we're going back to Yunyang Prefecture!"
