Zhao Xi did not speak personally, fearing he would be unable to suppress a triumphant expression.

  So the whole process was narrated by Lü Gongzi.

  Starting from the imperial court's bulletin, how the Guards Division transported troops, how they marched hastily, and how they first entered the mountains... That was purely to hunt wild game to improve their diet.

  How can you carry talcum powder and set up an ambush, how can you sleep soundly during the day and not let others sleep soundly at night...

  It's really wonderful, Lv Gongzhu is narrating, and everyone was shocked by this god-like operation.

  It was the first time he had ever spoken so clearly and logically about the whole process...

  So freely and effortlessly, like a deer hanging its horns without leaving any trace, yet every link hits the point.

  Is this the Crown Prince's plan? Fugui thought that it was not just this exercise, but a strategy, not a simple tactic. Such a strategy is not only applicable to war, but also to all things in the world, and such a strategy is of the genius level.

  At a young age, he was intelligent and wise, and at the moment he became an adult in the Crown Prince's palace, he truly ascended...

  He thought again about what he had discussed with Han Qi... Such an emperor, is it a disaster or a blessing for his ministers? One thing can be certain, for the country and the dynasty, it should absolutely be able to create a prosperous trend.

  It's all clear now. The officials have exhausted their wisdom and efforts, isn't it for the sake of the country and dynasty? With such an emperor, why worry that the country and dynasty won't prosper?

  It's all... Sigh! Wen Kuanfu... Forget it, just be a peacemaker yourself.

  "Your Highness, there is still one day left... The defeat of the Imperial Guard has already been decided..."

  Speaking of leaving white space, this is the problem with literati. Zhao Xi understands, although he really wants to continue bullying the Xijing Road Imperial Guard... Take a step back, isn't it said that taking a step back makes the sea and sky vast? If you really make Wen Kuanfu angry, don't play any more tricks.

  "Let the university scholars take charge."

  Yes, Your Highness is still as knowing when to advance and retreat as you were in your childhood.

  Fu Bi was at the gate of the slippery leg, and Wen Yanbo was at the leg of those commanding officers.

  He sent someone to recall all of Du's troops, and he also descended the mountain again, sitting steadily in his tent... It was time to summarize everything carefully.

  These past two days, the entire Imperial Guard has been toyed with by the palace guards. The Imperial Guard hasn't reacted in the slightest, purely being passively beaten without any ability to counterattack... they can't even find a way to use their strength. They haven't even seen the tracks of the palace guards, let alone have any means to resist.

  Today, the final moment of confrontation has arrived. The Imperial Guard's search has surrounded to the extent that people are shoulder to shoulder. As for the Guards, apart from stubbornly defending the mountain top, there is nowhere to hide.

  Although the Imperial Guard suffered 7,000-8,000 casualties, it still had nearly 20,000 men, while the Imperial Escort Brigade, even at full strength, was only about 2,000 men.

  Ten to one, all rushed over to hug, and could also crush the guard camp.

  In the end, the winner should still be on the side of the Imperial Guard.

  No matter how hard Wen Yanbo thought about it, he couldn't figure out where the Guards' advantage lay.

  Don't mention any martial arts skills, this isn't a street fight between thugs, this is a soldier's final battle.

  Even a famous wandering knight would have no choice but to wait for death if surrounded by soldiers.

  He knew about the selection of soldiers in the Imperial Guard at the beginning, and he also understood that the Imperial Guard was stronger than the Forbidden Army in terms of personal character. He also knew that on the battlefield, the so-called "one hundred enemies" were purely nonsense.

  So, once the battle begins, the numerical advantage will be fully demonstrated... Perhaps the real battlefield lacks courage among these forbidden troops, and there is a possibility of being dispersed. However, this is just an exercise, and no one knows that they won't lose their lives, so they should have the courage.

  "Hikokuni... uh... Your Highness!"

  He couldn't quite believe it, but Wen Yanbo was certain - it was indeed the Crown Prince.

  Shouldn't he be on the mountain top?

  Wen Yanbo kept shifting his eyes between Fu Bian and Zhao Xi... The character of the rich and noble, would not stoop to fawn on a future emperor, right? Even in official circles, he had never been obsequious.

  It shouldn't be, absolutely won't. If it's really like that, then it's not about winning or losing this exercise, but a matter of national character for Fuyu and Fuyan.

  He needs to reconsider the current situation in the imperial court... Although Fuyan Guo came this time with a sense of observation, it was also because he had received an imperial edict and entered the court.

  At this moment, Wen Yanbo's mind was racing with thoughts.

  Kuan Fu, strolling idly in the camp, chanced upon the Crown Prince and brought him along.

  Just then Wen Yanbo's thoughts were clear to Fu Bi.

  This sentence can also be considered an explanation.

  "Run into each other?"

  "That's right. And the prince has never left the camp... oh, except for the night raid on the Imperial Guard."

  Until he entered the commander's tent, Zhao Xi remained silent. He couldn't say that he could very well understand Wen Yanbo's mood at this time, and was afraid that this old fellow would think he had come to fan his face... In fact, Zhao Xi did have this intention.

  A few years ago, I let Grandfather show his butt, today it can finally be returned... Just kidding, not so petty-minded, letting Wen Yanbo lose face is not the goal, making the imperial court understand the Imperial Guard is the goal.

  Take care of your opponent's mood appropriately, this is character.

  Fumihira is an extraordinary person!

  Richu and the Crown Prince were welcomed in, and courtesy was also extended to Lv Gongzheng... As for Wang Zhongzheng and Li Xian, these two small eunuchs, Wen Yanbo did not need to condescend.

  "Your Highness, may I let Yanbo know the details?"

  Feng Bo isn't stupid and can probably guess some outline. He needs to listen to the details. It's just a loss. He also wants to know where he lost exactly.

  Lü Gong once again took on the role of narrator, this time without any pride, just like telling someone else's story, very calm and objective, recounting the events of the past two days.

  He was calm, but the muscles on Wen Yibo's face kept twitching, and his complexion changed almost imperceptibly throughout the narrative.

  "Your Highness uses troops like this, and it's not unjust for the Imperial Guard to lose."

  After hearing a story related to himself that he knew nothing about, Wen Yanbo also understood that the outcome of this exercise had already been decided.

  The prince still saved some face and didn't dye himself first at the beginning... Zhao Xi really thought about it.

  Decapitation strike is the most common in special warfare.

  In the end, Zhao Xi still skipped this idea, his intention was not to slap Wen Yanbo in the face... although it also counts as a slap.

  But his real intention was indeed to let the guards shine on stage.

  Fumihiko Tachibana has given up.

  The arrangement just now... has become meaningless. Fortunately, Tomohiko wasn't present, otherwise, the loss of face would have been even greater.

  It's meaningless now, the siege strategy I decided on... they're not even in the encirclement circle, what's the point of besieging?

  If they are tossed about by the Imperial Guards again tonight, given their current state of exhaustion, I reckon they will all be completely worn out and still sleep like dead pigs.

  Three consecutive days of sleepless nights, and from the bottom of his heart, he didn't think this was a battlefield. Wen Yanbo must have been confident in this group of imperial guards, and tonight there wouldn't be many on high alert.

  The Crown Prince... is far more than the rumors! Although this kind of tactic is only applicable to small teams, it is absolutely top-notch in terms of strategy, especially when he let go at the last moment... The Imperial Guard has both face and dignity, while the Forbidden Army, including Wen Yanbo, left a piece of cloth to cover their shame.

  Fortunately, it was only 30% damage, rather than 50%, let alone total annihilation.