Why My Domineering Prince Regretted Filing for Divorce?-Chapter 810 - 612: Your Son Requests to Fight! (Part 2)

At this moment, Yu Wenye’s brow was already furrowed into a knot. He pondered for a moment and immediately looked up again, asking, "Father, how many troops does my third brother have under him? Where is he located now? What is the current situation in Taiyuan City, is there any mention in the letter? Also, what is Liang Shide’s reaction over there?"

Yu Wenquan glanced at him.

Although Yu Wenquan was clearly set up by this second son in the matter of Chu Chengfei’s abdication, which made him very dissatisfied, at this moment, he couldn’t suppress the slight joy and relief in his heart when Yu Wenye asked these questions.

The first three questions were very clear—asking how many troops Yu Wencheng had under him was naturally to gather the remaining soldiers returning from Taiyuan; asking about Yu Wencheng’s location was both a concern for this younger brother and to understand where to rendezvous; asking about the current situation in Taiyuan City was to know the enemy.

These questions were to prepare for retaking Taiyuan!

Even if Yu Wenquan were to ascend the throne here tomorrow, Chang An would become the capital of his Dasheng Dynasty, but Taiyuan must not be lost, because it’s the Dragon Raising Land!

In just an instant, Yu Wenye clarified his thoughts and asked these three most useful questions—indeed, he was a born military general!

However, Yu Wenquan did not reveal much understanding; he simply coughed lightly and first answered the last question, "As for Liang Shide, there are no movements for now. It seems that he intends to watch from the sidelines, waiting for us to battle with Taiyuan and then reap the benefits."

Yu Wenye slowly furrowed his brow.

Yu Wenquan then glanced at the hastily scribbled letter, clearly written in a panic, sighed deeply, and said, "Cheng’er and his men left in a hurry, and after their departure, the gates of Taiyuan City were closed, and no further news came out. But at least we know that Ashina Shali and Wang Shaoji’s troops are in the city; Cheng’er left Taiyuan heading west, but with cavalry chasing from behind, it’s difficult. It’ll likely take another two or three days to reach Tongguan; and his forces—"

He paused for a moment and said, "Currently there are... about twenty to thirty thousand troops."

Upon hearing this last sentence, Yu Wenye’s eyes immediately dimmed.

Yu Wenquan’s face looked so grim, indicating that the number of troops Yu Wencheng took out was not large, and considering Yu Wencheng’s personality, he definitely wouldn’t tell the truth and would minimize the losses; but even so, there are only twenty to thirty thousand troops...

Which means, in reality, probably less than five thousand.

To think that Yu Wenquan initially left seventy to eighty thousand troops for Yu Wencheng in Taiyuan, and also left Huang Gongyi there to guard this rear, yet now, tens of thousands of troops are down to only—

Heavy losses!

Heavy losses!!!

Yu Wenye remained silent, but on the table, his hand was clenched into a fist, veins bulging on the back of his hand, and in his extreme restraint, the sound of his knuckles grinding could be faintly heard.

Yu Wenqian also looked up at him.

But he didn’t say much, just thought quietly, then addressed Yu Wenquan again: "Father, do you—have any plans?"

By this time, Yu Wenquan had also calmed down. Although losing Taiyuan was indeed a thunderous blow to him, the most important thing now was how to respond and solve it. He calmed his emotions, looked again at Yu Wenqian and Yu Wenye, and Shen Wuzheng and Pei Xingyuan sitting beside them, then said, "I also want to hear your opinions."

"..."

"How do you think we should respond to the loss of Taiyuan?"

His voice had barely fallen when Bai Fu Hall fell silent for a moment.

But, it was only a moment, not even noticed by everyone as it passed, and then the next moment, two voices almost simultaneously rang out—

"Father!"

"Father."

After the voices rang out, Yu Wenqian and Yu Wenye seemed to be stunned, stopped instinctively, exchanged glances, and then simultaneously said—

"I request to fight!"

"I request to fight."

However, compared to Yu Wenqian’s relatively gentle voice, Yu Wenye’s voice appeared much harder and sterner. Although they spoke simultaneously, his voice immediately overshadowed Yu Wenqian’s, as if only he was speaking in the hall.

Nonetheless, Yu Wenquan heard both sides clearly.

Not only clearly, but he also distinguished the emotions in their words.

At this moment, except for the two of them, the expressions of the other individuals were varied. Yu Mingyue furrowed her brows, looking at Yu Wenqian beside her, while Shang Ruyi took a deep breath, and although her face showed little expression, fine sweat had already formed on her forehead.

That familiar feeling that made her heart tremble surged again.

But Shen Wuzheng and Pei Xingyuan exchanged glances, somewhat surprised yet unsurprised, eagerly looking back at Yu Wenquan.

Now, it depended on how he chose.

Yu Wenquan pondered for a while, then looked up, first at Yu Wenqian and then at Yu Wenye, ultimately lingering his gaze on the second son, because over the years, the most familiar to him was this child following him, whose presence grew increasingly steady, his stern eyes contained restrained brightness, yet the sharpness and strength of a military general were undeniably apparent.

After a long silence, he said, "You think we should deploy troops?"

"Yes."

"You both wish to lead the troops personally?"

"Yes."

After answering Yu Wenquan’s question, Yu Wenye immediately said, "I not only request to fight, but I also request father to immediately send a letter to stop my third brother from entering Tongguan."