Your Majesty, please beg for mercy. The prince's rebellion was successful.

Chapter 1609: Stupid fighting style? Self-destruction?

"Open the door and fight!"

"If Your Majesty is defeated, I can make two guarantees..."

"First, the innocent people in the city will be spared from death."

"Second, the court will never punish anyone who harms their family..."

The Prime Minister's voice was not loud, but there was a hint of certainty in his words.

This time, his eyes flickered, but he didn't blink, instead he stared straight into Zhou Zheng's eyes.

If someone else had said this, Zhou Zheng would definitely not have believed it, but he knew that the Prime Minister had the ability, level and strength to do it.

But why would he do this? !

"Your Majesty, you should be able to guess that what I need now is more fame."

"Fame, when one reaches the pinnacle of officialdom or the throne, becomes a fatal temptation."

"To show kindness to all is what every benevolent person should do."

The Prime Minister seemed to see Zhou Zheng's worry, and then continued to explain.

If the prime minister wanted to pretend before, now he didn't even bother to act in front of Zhou Zheng. He had only one goal, which was to have a decisive battle, and a decisive battle without hesitation.

These words made Zhou Zheng lean forward slightly, his eyes narrowed into slits, staring at the prime minister intently.

But in the end, there was no murderous intent in Zhou Zheng's eyes again.

Seeing this, the Prime Minister's last worry completely dissipated. He knew that his bet was right, and he knew that Lei Tong's understanding of Zhou Zheng was completely correct.

"Aren't you afraid of losing?"

Zhou Zheng, who was on horseback, spoke in a much lower voice at this time.

This was somewhat different from his previous state, but this strange scene was completely in line with common sense in the eyes of the prime minister, because in the eyes of the prime minister, there was no suspense in this decisive battle.

He knew better than anyone that Zhou Zheng's personality meant he had no choice.

If it were someone else, they could have taken advantage of the city's high walls and resisted for a while, or even abandoned their soldiers and fled alone.

After all, as the saying goes, if you have the green mountains, you will never lack firewood. As long as Zhou Zheng is not dead, the court will never have peace.

But Zhou Zheng's temperament determined that he would not flee from the battlefield. He was also unwilling to delay the war, and even more unwilling to pay the price with the lives of innocent people within the city walls and the families behind tens of thousands of elite soldiers.

Therefore, as long as I stand up bravely and communicate with Zhou Zheng directly, things will definitely develop in my direction.

It now appears that this is indeed the case in the implementing countries.

"If I am defeated, it is destiny."

"If Your Majesty is defeated, it is also God's will."

The Prime Minister's words were very straightforward and direct, without any hesitation.

He couldn't tell Zhou Zheng that he was sure of winning.

"However, Your Majesty, you have no choice. Fighting to the death is the only way to preserve the reputation of the Zhenbei Army. It is also the only chance for Your Majesty to win victory again."

"You and I, each taking what we need."

"As for the price, this is victory or defeat, it's the world!"

The Prime Minister continued to speak, but this time, there was a strong fighting spirit in his eyes.

In his life, he had never really been to the battlefield, let alone experienced such a large-scale military operation, but for some reason, he had a great urge this time, the urge to fight, the urge to fight a decisive battle.

Zhou Zheng was silent. He looked up at the sky and did not move for a long time.

But this time, the prime minister did not urge Zhou Zheng, he just waited quietly.

"In one hour, the city gates will open and we will fight to the death!"

Finally, Zhou Zheng left these words, pulled the reins of his horse, turned around and walked towards the city wall.

Looking at Zhou Zheng gradually moving away, the Prime Minister finally let out the pent-up anger in his heart.

As long as he stood in front of Zhou Zheng, the oppression of death made him feel uncomfortable all over.

The prime minister, who had been sweating profusely for a long time, now felt a sense of relief. He couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were full of excitement because he finally got the result he wanted.

Let Zhou Zheng take the initiative to leave the city, let all 50,000 elite troops leave the city, and both sides will fight to the death!

That was the time when I achieved success and fame.

Thinking of this, the prime minister also turned his horse around and returned to his own camp.

At the same time, upon seeing the Prime Minister return safely, the 300,000 elite court officials had already burst into thunderous excitement and joy.

At this time, the image of the prime minister in their hearts had already reached the extreme.

Who in the world would dare to confront Zhou Zheng head-on and escape unscathed? Yet, the Prime Minister did it. This alone was enough to make the 300,000-strong army bow down to the Prime Minister in awe.

Many generals gathered back, dismounted from their horses, and knelt down to pay homage to the prime minister.

If they had been flattering the Prime Minister before, now they were showing a hint of admiration.

Even though we don’t know what the two sides talked about, what agreement they reached, or even vaguely sense that something is amiss, none of this matters.

What’s important is that this time the Prime Minister truly made everyone admire him from the bottom of their hearts.

"The decisive battle will begin in one hour!"

"Gentlemen, the time to achieve great things is right before your eyes!"

The prime minister looked at everyone with satisfaction, raised his head and roared loudly.

Upon hearing this news, everyone's heart sank slightly, and they felt a little uneasy.

Although they had made plans long ago and knew better than anyone else that they would win this battle, when it really came to this critical juncture, the conditioned reflex of fear of death still existed.

"Prime Minister, even with 50,000 elite soldiers from the Northern Guard, we may not be able to accomplish anything."

"I'm afraid there will be a lot of casualties this time..."

Finally, the general regained consciousness and whispered something in the prime minister's ear.

The elite soldiers of the Zhenbei Army are able to defeat ten enemies with one and kill people like flies. This is by no means groundless or alarmist.

Even though they had already been defeated, with only 10,000 real elite troops and the other 40,000 being the new troops of Zhenbei, the powerful fighting power they erupted in the face of life and death should not be ignored.

Most importantly, do the imperial elite troops, boasting a force of 300,000, really have such fighting power?!

Even if we win, I'm afraid we'll have to pay a huge price.

"Do you really think this is all I am capable of?!"

The Prime Minister raised the corners of his mouth, looking very proud.

His real purpose is not just to lure Zhou Zheng out for a decisive battle.

He said that he would win, and win big, a crushing victory!

Others didn’t know, but the ancient aristocratic families had already told the prime minister that they were fully prepared.

Hidden within the army within the city were countless disciples from prominent families.

Once the decisive battle begins, these aristocratic families will turn against them and stand on their side regardless of the consequences.

When the two sides engage in a fight, Zhou Zheng will be caught off guard and will have no way out but death.

"Send the order!"

"Let Zhou Zheng's army rush over."

"We won't charge, we'll just wait here!"

The Prime Minister's second order continued to come.

But this order left everyone dumbfounded. What did this mean?! The enemy's city gates were wide open, their horses were charging. If they stood still, wouldn't they be slaughtered like idiots?!

You know, with the power of a warhorse's charge, it is absolutely impossible for human power to withstand it.

Even if there are 300,000 troops, they still have to think twice when facing the vast army.

"Advanced!?"

The generals with a little common sense were finally prepared to suggest a different approach.

After all, this is no joke.

"Are you doubting the truth?!"

"Do you know what would happen if Zhou Zheng, Xiao Mu, and the others escaped if 300,000 troops charged out together?!"

"What I want is not just to win, but to catch them all and kill them all!"

The Prime Minister growled, his eyes full of dissatisfaction and disdain.

After hearing the Prime Minister's words, many generals felt that the person in front of them was a complete idiot.

Standing still and wasting 300,000 troops, even if victory was achieved, the price paid would be too heavy to be acceptable.

Once they return to the imperial court, the aristocratic families will not let them go.

Unfortunately, at this time, no one dared to stand up and persuade.

At this moment, what they really regretted was not letting Huang Cheng come with them.

Otherwise, with Huang Cheng's temperament, facing the Prime Minister's almost foolish and stupid way of fighting, he would definitely risk his life to persuade him.

"The third order!"

"Pass the order down. Do not attack any of the Zhenbei Army soldiers with red ribbons tied around their left arms."

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