Rumors spread into Licheng, and the people were in danger and uneasy. Regardless of King Li's violent death, even if King Li is still alive, the sick body is directly worried about people, not to mention that there is no owner in the country nowadays, and the emperor is about to conquer, wouldn't it make the people of Licheng have no way to live.

The morale of the soldiers was also lost, the Yan army was originally an ironclad lion, and the troops were dispatched quickly, and before they had time to prepare their psychology, the Yan army had already approached the city, and it was menacing and unstoppable, so that they were panicked like headless flies, and they could not form an army.

When night came, the prime minister immediately rushed to report to Shu Jin after inspecting the three armies: "King Li, the old minister has finished counting, our army has a total of 320,000 soldiers and horses, 100,000 cavalry, 3,000 heavy vehicles, and food is enough for the three armies in March... All the numbers have been recorded in the book, please look at it. ”

Shu Jin looked at the inventory, and then put it down: "This battle must not be delayed until March, it must be rushed before Cangluan returns to the division." Have you asked General Feng how to fight this battle? ”

"General Feng said that he didn't know how many soldiers and horses there were in Luzhou, and if the defenders were less than 100,000, they could avoid the edge of the Yan army outside the city and still attack Taichao Pass."

Shu Jin was very repulsed when he heard it, attacking the Tai Dynasty was the previous plan, and now there are sudden changes, and he should find a way to protect Jin Li instead of seeking the near and far. Shu Jin said incredulously: "Abandon Jin Li and attack Luzhou? Sure enough, it's not that the people don't think about the people. If I draw an army, Wang Yang will easily invade Licheng and occupy the palace, then the country will be ruined, what is his intention to seal Danmiao? ”

"General Feng also thought of this, let me explain to King Li, if there are not many defenders in Luzhou, we will attack with all the army, although you will lose a palace, King Li, you can gain a palace. Wang Yang is a measured person, he will never slaughter the people of Jin Li, all he wants is you, King Li. ”

In this way, it is true that there is no money to be earned, but the premise is: "General Feng is sure of this?" ”

The prime minister shook his head hesitantly: "This old minister is not sure. ”

The appearance of Feng Danmiao is unknown to outsiders, and the alliance between Jin and the Xiongnu is also unknown to outsiders, and these two favorable variables are in Shu Jin's strategy. Shu Jin breathed a sigh of relief, since Feng Danmiao was confident, and the Huns were waiting for the opportunity to move, he was not afraid of the geometry of the defenders of Luzhou, so what was the harm in abandoning this small Licheng.

"Sue General Sù Feng, this king supports his Tiyì."

The prime minister paused and asked: "There is another thing, rumors are spreading in the city, saying that King Li, you died of illness a few days ago, and now the morale of the generals is low, and the people are sluggish. King Li, if you don't react in any way, it won't be that you don't know yet, right? ”

Shu Jin looked at the map and responded hastily: "Naturally, I know." ”

"Then why didn't King Li clarify."

"If you clarify too soon, the enemy will not be able to take precautions sooner. What I want is for them to be caught off guard. Shu Jin drank a cup of hot water, warmed his spleen and stomach, and people got up in good spirits and continued to think about the military situation, "Wang Yang finally spread the word to passers-by, if I don't push the boat down the river, I will let him down." In the future, I will not be in front of people, but now you go and ask General Feng when he will depart, and I will go with me. ”

"Yes, King Li."

"Go ahead."

"The minister retired."

"Wait," Shu Jin thought of something, and ordered, "Tomorrow you will wear linen and filial piety, and go to the temple to mourn." ”

The prime minister was stunned: "King Li... Isn't this an implementation of the fact that you died of illness? Why? ”

"No, you just do it."

"Old minister... Compliance. ”

The prime minister turned around and left again, Shu Jin was thoughtful, thought about it again and again, and instructed: "Wait, if Feng Danmiao asks about the attitude of this king, you will say that I am very hesitant and undecided, and after thinking twice, I agree to attack Taichao Pass." ”

Shu Jin realized in an instant that Feng Danmiao asked the prime minister to come to explain, not necessarily just to listen to what he meant.

Cheng rushed to the barracks to reply to Feng Danmiao overnight and said what Shu Jin meant. Feng Danmiao thought for a while and asked, "King Li really hesitated for a long time?" ”

The prime minister frowned bitterly: "King Li is worried about the safety of the people of Jin Li on the one hand, and 300,000 soldiers and horses are worried about sinking into the sea, so he has a lot of concerns. ”

Feng Danmiao thought about it: "Got it." ”

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On the vast grassland, there are 30,000 Yan troops forward. When the war was declared before, it was claimed that the march of 70,000 was to scare and scare the northern wings, so that they would be interested in surrendering, but they did not think that they would become more and more courageous and stubborn, but it did not prevent Cangluan from winning more with less.

"The prairie is indeed high and the clouds are wide." Cangluan looked up at the blue sky, and his mood was not very happy, because the annexation of the northern wing did not give him much of a surprise.

A small soldier echoed: "Although the grassland is vast, it is not rich in things and people, and it is not as good as Jiangnan in terms of products, and it is not as good as Jiangnan in terms of scenery." ”

"Helplessly, I am a big Yan border clan, and only the northern wing is the richest." If there is a better choice, Cangluan will not attack the northern wing.

The soldier was high-spirited, Cangluan glanced at the army with satisfaction, and found a familiar figure in the crowd, he walked silently with his head bowed, although embedded in the army, but mixed with a literary energy, the temperament is unique, and he looks extremely lonely and arrogant. Cang Luan looked at it and found that he was-"Mo Yilou, come out!" ”

On the importance of an art officer in marching and fighting is not as important as a military prostitute, what does he want to do when he Mo Yilou gets in, blowing, playing and singing?

The man's heart was numb, but he didn't stop, closed his eyes and continued to walk cheekily, as if Cangluan was not drinking his name.

"Mo Yilou, you are so bold, you dare to trespass into the army without permission!" Cangluan dislikes people to turn a deaf ear to himself and turn a blind eye to him, and he also hates undisciplined people very much, and his voice becomes stern in an instant.

Seeing that Cangluan's expression was no longer smiling, the soldiers all looked left and right, trying to find the person who angered Long Yan.

Mo Yilou broke out in a cold sweat and trembled.

Seeing that Mo Yilou still refused to stand up and bow to the law, Cangluan did not hesitate, picked up a sharp arrow and shot it, accurately hitting Mo Yilou's helmet and knocking his helmet down.

Scattered along with the helmet was Mo Yilou's soft green silk, and behind the scattered black hair, there was a white and handsome face, as beautiful as a crown of jade.

Everyone cast their hearts and sighed. Soldiers have occasionally heard of Mo Yilou's reputation outside, but they have never seen it, and now they see Xian'e descending to earth, although they are wearing military uniforms, but they are not a little tacky. Everyone was dumbfounded, dropped the weapon in their hands, and only hated that Mo Yilou was not a daughter's family and could not be kept in captivity.

Mo Yilou wiped a handful of sweat from his forehead, turned around and knelt down in front of Cangluan's iron horse, bowed his head and confessed his mistake: "The minister is guilty of entering the military camp privately, and I ask Your Majesty to atone for my sins." ”

If it was someone else, Cangluan would be disdainful. But Mo Yilou, Cangluan couldn't help but ask more, and calmly: "Why did you sneak into the army." ”

"......" Mo Yilou's frightened face flushed with a faint shy flush, and he was hesitant.

"Huh?" Seeing that he was silent, Cangluan hummed even more intentionally.

"'Well, I heard that there is a good song in the northern wing, and His Majesty led the troops to march into the northern wing, I am afraid that the folk song will be gone, and the minister wants to excerpt it in person."

Mo Yilou is not here for a good song, but for a beautiful woman. He had a strong premonition that Cangluan's decision to negotiate peace was by no means sincere, and the northern bureaucrats had no thief's heart and no thief's guts, if Cangluan really wanted to negotiate peace, there was no reason to bring 30,000 elite soldiers. However, once the battle is engaged, 30,000 against 50,000, Da Yan does not have an advantage, he is afraid that Cangluan will make a mistake, so he follows silently, just trying to help him at a critical time.

He is just a simple person, he understands that there is no absolute right and wrong in the world of great controversy, but there is absolute good and evil, he believes in cause and effect, and he is worried that killing too much in Cangluan will incur evil retribution.

Cang Luan suddenly had a certain sense of displeasure, frowning slightly, as if Mo Yilou's overly restrained attitude disgusted him. "If you like it, you can tell me in advance, and I will tie up the Northern Musician back for you, why do you come to disturb the discipline in person."

"Huh?" Mo Yilou stared in shock, speechless. He is only a humble musician, how dare he win the love of Cangluan, and as a courtier, he should not bother the king.

Mo Yilou lowered his head: "The minister doesn't dare." ”

Seeing Mo Yilou cowering, as if he could eat him, the more Cangluan looked at it, the more it tasted. "Could it be that in your eyes, I am so unapproachable?"

"No, no, no" Hearing the anger in Cangluan's tone, Mo Yilou hurriedly argued, "Your Majesty is upright, the rewards and punishments are clear, it is a great cause, and it is the blessing of all the people." ”

Cangluan once thought that Mo Yilou was different from others, and he wouldn't say that kind of flattery, but now it seems that this is just the case. Since he kept saying that he was upright, he didn't appreciate it if he wanted to leave him a way back.

Cangluan raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "Give whipping." ”

The two guards listened to the order and dragged Mo Yilou down.

"Master Mo, bear with it, Your Majesty will forgive you after all, if it weren't for your weak body, those who commit this crime will be punished with a cane."

Mo Yilou honestly lay down, hugged the bench under him, bit his hair, closed his eyes and nodded.

The guard pulled out Mo Yilou's trouser pocket, and the beautiful buttocks appeared at a glance, the amplitude was particularly good, the color was pleasant, and people couldn't bear to start. The guard swallowed: "Mo... Adult, forgive me, the small ones will try their best... Hand... Exercise restraint. ”

Mo Yilou: "I don't embarrass you, you can recruit how you normally." ”

"Ahh ~”

As soon as the whip was whipped, he didn't want to suffer so many four or five blows, Mo Yilou was in pain until his limbs spasmed, and his tightly pursed lips were not low in severe pain, and he opened his mouth and moaned in pain.

What about the mercy of the subordinates who said they were good? may have been merciful to his subordinates, but Yan Bing is all brave and good at fighting, and his strength is incomparable.

The guards became more and more unbearable: "Master Mo is worthy of being the first musician of Dayan, and his screams are more beautiful than the singers' songs." ”

Cangluan's personal attendant rushed over and persuaded the guards: "Okay, okay, Your Majesty has pardoned Master Mo." ”

Mo Yilou was a little flattered, struggled to prop up his waist, and asked worriedly, "Your Majesty can send me back?" ”

Squire: "His Majesty said that Master Mo is not a soldier on the battlefield, and he is not suitable for long journeys..."

Mo Yilou was disappointed and collapsed: "Your Majesty really sent me back." ”

"No, His Majesty means to give your lord a war horse, so that you don't get tired on foot."

Mo Yilou was overjoyed and said gratefully: "Thank you." ”