Why My Domineering Prince Regretted Filing for Divorce?-Chapter 837 - 627: I Will Make Yu Wencheng Die Here!
Walking from the direction of the valley entrance was Song Shiyuan.
Yu Wencheng had a violent temper. When angry, he would hit or curse at his personal soldiers, but Song Shiyuan was different. He was Huang Gongyi’s personal soldier, and this time, while delivering news from Chang An, he discovered unusual activity in Taiyuan City, giving timely warning that allowed Yu Wencheng to escape.
Moreover, because of Huang Gongyi, Yu Wencheng felt somewhat guilty when facing him.
Still feeling guilty, Yu Wencheng maintained his lordly demeanor, but refrained from casually beating and cursing, and asked, "What is it?"
Song Shiyuan walked over, and the glow from the nearby campfire immediately illuminated his pale face and eyes that were bloodshot from days without rest. Those eyes glanced at the shards on the ground, seemingly perceiving something, and he bowed to Yun Wencheng and said, "Third Prince, there’s unusual activity outside the valley."
"What?"
Upon hearing this, Yu Wencheng became somewhat nervous.
They had been besieged here for several days, hearing noises outside, presumably from people sent from Tongguan to rescue them who had been repelled. Since then, he had been waiting for Chu Zhengfei to rally or for news of his plight to reach Chang An, hoping additional troops would be sent to rescue him.
But now, reinforcements had not arrived, and disturbances outside had occurred first.
He hurriedly asked, "What happened?"
Song Shiyuan spoke while reaching up to touch his face—these days, he had hardly rested while guarding the valley entrance, repelling several enemy attacks to establish the current standoff. And with that gesture, he wiped away fatigue like the raindrops and grass bits touched during these past days. With a vigilant expression, he said, "I just heard sounds outside, sent people to look from the mountain top, and saw the troops besieging us pile dry grass and branches at the valley entrance."
Yu Wencheng’s eyes widened, "They intend to—"
"Fire attack,"
Song Shiyuan said in a deep voice, "Now the wind direction has changed. They probably intend to ignite the pile at the valley entrance, using smoke to force us out."
"..."
"If we don’t venture out, we’ll soon run out of provisions. Even if we aren’t smoked to death, we’ll be starved to death."
Yu Wencheng immediately panicked, looking down at the broken bowl he had smashed in anger and the soup already seeped into the soil, regretting deeply. He looked at Song Shiyuan and asked, "Then, what should we do?"
Song Shiyuan took a deep breath and said, "We must break through."
"Break through?"
These words made Yu Wencheng’s eyes light up for a moment, but then they dimmed again, "But before, we’ve failed each break attempt, and the reinforcements from Tongguan were repelled as well. Trying to break through now would—"
Song Shiyuan shook his head and said, "Your Highness, we’ve been trapped here for days now, with people sent from Tongguan to assist us. It’s impossible for Daxing to have no response at all."
"..."
"Moreover, considering my understanding of the Second Prince—Yu Wenye—if he deploys troops—"
"My second brother?"
Upon hearing Yu Wenye’s name, Yu Wencheng’s face immediately showed a cold indifference coupled with an indescribable gloom, sneering, "He won’t care about me."
He said, gnashing his teeth, "He doesn’t regard me as a brother."
Song Shiyuan frowned at him.
He didn’t understand the relationship between these two Yu Wen young masters nor knew of the incident at Tinghe Building where Yu Wencheng nearly had his neck broken by Yu Wenye for beating up an old beggar. He simply assumed it was because of Yu Wenye’s previous false claims of plague in Taiyuan, revealing certain people and matters behind Yu Wenqian, which caused discontent in the Third Prince, known for his admiration and closeness to his elder brother.
He thought for a moment, then said, "Your Highness, the Second Prince certainly wouldn’t abandon you."
"..."
"Besides, news of Taiyuan’s fall must have reached Chang An. The Duke—Your Majesty—couldn’t possibly disregard Taiyuan and will send troops to reclaim it, with your safety being their mission." 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺
Yu Wencheng sneered, "If so, we’ll see who comes to save me."
Song Shiyuan shook his head, "But now, people outside have begun stacking grass and firewood. If we don’t save ourselves, it’s a dead end."
Upon hearing this, Yu Wencheng’s brows furrowed deeper.
He stood up, pacing back and forth irritably, finally stopping and saying in a deep voice, "Then, what should we do?"
Song Shiyuan said, "The same words: break through."
"..."
"If Chang An has received the news and sent reinforcements, based on their travel speed, they should be near. Only by breaking through can we join forces with them, repelling Wang Shaoji’s troops."
At this point, his bloodshot eyes looked at Yu Wencheng, "Your Highness, to break through, we must gather soldiers now."
"..."
"Otherwise, once the fire is lit, we truly have no chance of survival."
Upon hearing him, Yu Wencheng’s agitation became even more panicked, but at this point, there was indeed no other option. He gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and said, "Fine, I’ll trust you."
"..."
"The Second Prince, as you say, had better not disappoint me."
Saying this, he turned, calling out loudly to the sleeping soldiers illuminated by the faint morning light over the mountains and valleys, "All of you, get up!"
With Yu Wencheng’s loud call, the thick night sky seemed to have a tear, allowing faint morning light to reveal the outlined contours of the Taihang’s vast mountain ranges.
Soon, the morning light brightened the entire Taihang, as well as the figures busily moving outside the valley.
These people were the troops under Wang Shaoqiu tasked with chasing down the remnants from Taiyuan. Leading them was the Right Guard General Yuan An, a middle-aged man in his thirties, of medium stature. At the moment, he was standing on a small mound, commanding his men to pile grass and branches collected from nearby woodlands at the valley entrance. In a short time, several straw piles had accumulated, each taller than a person.
At this time, a Deputy General ran to the mound and saluted, then asked, "General, is this enough?"
Yuan An looked up at the straw piles, blocking the narrow road at the valley entrance completely and at this moment, with the wind direction ideal for smoke to drift into the valley, leaving Yu Wencheng’s men almost no escape if smoked out.
However, it wasn’t enough.
He instructed this Deputy General, "Have archers ready on the high ground on both sides, anyone coming out, shoot them."
With a sinister smile, he said, "I want Yu Wencheng to die here!"
