With the praise of Uncle Biu, Deng Chanyu quickly won the nickname "The General from Heaven" among many soldiers and savages!
The tribes have always worshipped the strong, and they were the most receptive to this nickname.
Although they were bound hands and feet, judging by their expressions, if they were to be let run now, they wouldn't even attempt to escape.
Deng Chanyu sat wiping her long spear, not because she was showing off, but in order to let Biu rest for a while. It was true that lifting a "train" all the way looked spectacular. However, the burden on the horses was also huge. Biu, this horse that everyone regarded as a "poor horse", did not fail her mission, besides Deng's daily work of stroking the horse and its own tenacious willpower were also crucial factors.
While resting, Deng Chanyu was also contemplating what would come next.
Before going on the battlefield, she was still very nervous, but now she is no longer nervous. Her strength, stamina, physical fitness, and reaction speed are much stronger than that of an ordinary person. If it's not a one-on-one situation where a small number can affect a large number, then the normal battlefield has little to no threat to her.
However, war is not something one can do alone. To capture the southern capital city, some strategy is still needed.
The historical accounts of cities being breached in one night or three days are not all due to recklessness. A lot of work must be done beforehand and in the shadows, only then can there be the brilliance of victory.
The ambush came too suddenly, and things were chaotic after that. It was only at this time that there was time to carefully consider ways to breach the city. The "white clothes crossing the river" method is definitely not feasible. Both sides are already in a state of madness, how can they still plan to cross the river and attack from behind? Setting up traps and launching a counterattack is more likely. She estimated that she had killed her opponent Jiao Ju Sheng too cruelly, so even if they saw them retreat, they would not dare to pursue them.
What should I do?
She had a general idea of what to do, but the army wasn't just hers; she also had to persuade Huang Fei Biao.
"Uncle Biu, what should we do next?"
He unexpectedly found it endearing that she referred to him as "Uncle Biu" when she needed help and "Sturdy Uncle Biu" when she didn't.
At a previous moment, he was prepared to commit suicide.
As a member of the Huang family, he absolutely could not surrender and even more so could not be captured. Even after preparing to commit suicide, he had even thought of having his retainers bring his head back as a gesture of revenge, leaving only a corpse without a head. How could the Southern Marquis claim that the corpse without a head was Huang Fei Biao?
He would never allow the Southern Marquis to leave any room for defamation against the Huang family or implicating the Huang family in any way.
He had already envisioned the scene of his head being carried across the river in a small box back to the capital of Changge, but then, in a moment of daze, Deng Chanyu swept through the ranks of soldiers and literally saved his life.
Being called "Uncle Biu" meant that there was peace and no problems, which was quite good. "Sturdy Uncle Biu" it is!
He had spent half a lifetime as a deputy general, observing and reading people's expressions, and guessed that Deng Chanyu had an idea in mind. He immediately put on a humble pose: "Dear niece, if you have any tasks, feel free to command me."
Deng Chanyu was pleased: "Good, Deng Ai!"
Following her hard to charge the "fire car", now covered head to toe in soot and dust, and with an arrow wound in his arm, the head man of the guards stepped forward: "My lord!"
"The army values speed above all, and I reckon that when Que Jisheng left the city to set up an ambush, he took away most of the southern capital's troops. I want you to infiltrate the city of Nan Du immediately. You don't need to storm the gates; just create enough chaos. Can you do that?"
Deng Ai bowed his hands and said decisively, "I can!"
He was determined to wash away this shame and would even brave hell and fire to prove himself.
"Hurry up, I need to capture the city of Nan Du tonight."
Deng Ai led ten bodyguards on a fast horse, galloping towards Nan Du.
"Uncle Biu, look for the highest-ranking prisoner."
"Yes."
The captives were quickly brought forward.
Great, even though Deng Chanyu was troubled, she couldn't help but feel a little surprised when she saw the captive.
This was a tattooed and shaven-headed savage, about two meters tall, with bulging muscles. She looked like a pillar, and her features suggested that she was a woman.
In historical records, it is said that "Zhao old woman in JiuZhen prefecture was nine feet tall, her chest was three feet long, and during battle, she would tie her chest to her back."
She had always thought that it was an exaggerated way of writing, or even a smear by the historian. The people of the Central Plains and the savages are both human beings; there is no difference between them. No matter how exaggerated, it couldn't possibly be three feet long; how far would it hang down? Clearly, it was just talking nonsense. However, seeing this iron tower-like woman in front of her, she began to believe it. At least, this female warrior and the young woman she knew were probably not from the same species...
The savage female general was bound hands and feet, and looked at Huang Fei Biao with disdain. But when she saw Deng Chanyu, her face was filled with admiration, and she knelt down, shouting "General of Heavenly Beings".
Let it be General of Heavenly Beings, at least it's better than short-lived General of Heavens.
The savages have simple thinking, and Deng Chanyu did not play any games of wanting to catch but not capturing: "Are you willing to surrender?"
The savage female general knelt straight and loudly declared, with a tone of "Do as you please, kill or cut, I accept all orders," "I surrender!"
Deng Chanyu: "......"
Huang Fei Biao: "......"
The savage female general had a high status in her tribe, and once she surrendered, the other tribes under her also quickly submitted without hesitation.
At this moment, Deng Chanyu realized her high reputation among the captives. She rode a horse and circled the captives. Ninety-nine percent of the savages surrendered upon seeing her purple hair, gold crown, and floral battle robe. Half of the people from Nan Du also surrendered.
Before departure, there were 13,000 soldiers. Now, if we don't consider the combat ability and morale of the captives, they already have more than 30,000 soldiers on their side.
Having a large army makes many things easier to accomplish.
She said to Uncle Biu, "I will lead the elite cavalry to attack the city of Nan Du. Uncle Biu, you take the infantry. Just look at those spraying fire cars. If they are usable, also push them. Don't worry about anything else, but I have one requirement: By dawn tomorrow, Uncle Biu's infantry must reach the city of Nan Du."
Huang Fei Biao bowed and said, "Understood!"
At this point, it didn't matter if they were Huang family retainers or Deng family retainers. Any horse riders who could ride were mounted and followed Deng Chanyu in her attack on Nan Du.
Que Jisheng had left the battlefield about an incense stick's worth of time earlier than Deng Chanyu and Huang Fei Biao. However, the Southern Marquis's brother, determined to stop Deng Chanyu and Huang Fei Biao's army, positioned himself at the easternmost point of the battlefield. When Deng Chanyu and her troops emerged from the valley, they were only about eighty li away from Nan Du city on a direct line to its west, while Que Jisheng was already over one hundred li away from them.
Que Jisheng left earlier, but the distance was farther, while Deng Chanyu started later but was closer. Both sides needed to rush to save time.
...
Inside Nan Du city.
Que Jisheng, who had thrown away his armor and raced all the way back, had bloodshot eyes. The meticulously arranged ambush had been defeated so thoroughly that he felt like he was dreaming.
Nan Du is a strategic location with convenient transportation, but this convenience also makes it very difficult to defend.
He, too, was an experienced leader, understanding the significance of morale for defending a city. Despite his exhaustion, he issued an immediate order to the soldiers who had followed him back: No one is allowed to discuss what happened on the battlefield. Those who disobey will be executed!
