Chapter 140: Bait

Yang Yi talked endlessly for a whole hour, telling the emperor and Li Cen in detail about his experience and calculations.

During the whole process, the emperor and Li Cen barely said a word, although Yang Yi did not have any real evidence, but what he said really happened to him, and there was no trace of fabrication or exaggeration.

In fact, Yang Yi has no reason to frame Yang Jie and Yang Wei, the two "playboys".

"Where are Ge Jin's Congzhou soldiers?" The emperor said expressionlessly.

"I don't know, dare to ask my father if the news of the imperial capital is very vague these days?"

On the side, Li Cen said: "Our urgent envoys are indeed very slow, and the replies are only a few words, and the imperial envoys to the imperial capital have never heard from them. ”

Yang Yi smiled bitterly: "That's right, the people I sent out haven't replied so far, Ge Jin should have secretly blocked our contact with the imperial capital, and only need to interrogate the envoys who come back every time to make everything clear." ”

When the emperor heard this, he glanced at Li Cen, and Li Cen bowed his hand and said, "The minister will go and inquire in person." ”

Yang Yi thought about it and said: "Ge Jin is Yang Jie's uncle, and I heard that Yang Jie's grandfather is the Cangzhou Thorn History. ”

Li Cen thought for a moment and nodded, and walked out quickly, he knew that Yang Yi was reminding him that the outer princes involved in it might not be only Ge Jin.

"Zhao Gui." The Emperor called.

Zhao Gui, who had been guarding the door, trotted in: "Your Majesty..."

"Spread my will, all the officials above the fifth rank in the city of Lixian came immediately, and in addition to the chief general on duty in the military camp outside the city, the rest of the generals also came immediately."

Zhao Gui was stunned, and seemed to feel the cold infiltration of the emperor's tone, and hurriedly responded: "Yes..."

Seeing Zhao Gui retreat, the emperor slowly closed his eyes expressionlessly and leaned back in his chair, as if to say to himself: "Ridiculous, pathetic, hateful..."

If Daguang is a huge stage, and all kinds of people are acting out their own various dramas, then in Yang Yi's view, the emperor's drama may be a tragedy, a very ironic tragedy.

As an emperor who has worked hard for Daguang, in the end, it is not others who want his life the most, but his own flesh and blood.

It is said that the blood of the royal family is cold, sometimes a crazy royal family, in fact, is no different from a beast, for the blood-stained throne, there will always be people rushing forward and rushing to pounce, no matter how many cold bones are piled up on it, almost just a glance will make people lose their minds, and they are desperate for this.

"Father..."

Yang Yi wanted to speak out to consol, but he couldn't organize a suitable word in his mind.

The emperor is undoubtedly a tough man, even if his heart has been like a knife and a needle, he is trying his best to suppress his emotions, he knows that now he has 500,000 Daguang family around him, and there are thousands of Daguang people behind him, if he collapses, it will open a huge gap for this torrent dike, and the consequence will be ruined.

"Father, the son is willing to lead the troops to relieve the siege of Shuozhou City, whether or not the northern army can be taken out, I can attract the attention of the fierce people, and the father can lead the army back to the Central Plains."

The emperor opened his eyes and stared at Yang Yi for a long time, the look in his eyes kept changing, and he suddenly smiled: "Are you going to sacrifice your life for righteousness?" ”

If it is really as Yang Yi said, Yang Jie and the others intend to stand on their own feet in the imperial capital, and now the domestic form is like a pool of muddy water, it is not clear who is a turtle and who is a turtle, and there are hundreds of thousands of fierce people on the opposite side of Lixian. Even if they give up rescuing Shuozhou at this time, it is impossible for the fierce Di people who are good at sports warfare to sit back and watch the emperor's 500,000 army retreat to the Central Plains.

Yang Yi's method is very simple, the fierce Di people use the northern army in Shuozhou City as bait, then Yang Yi himself will make another bait, so that the fierce Di people will eat temporary indigestion, so as to create time for the army to retreat.

This may be the only way to get the Daguang Army out of the Fierce Di people now, but Yang Yi, the bait released by Daguang, is likely to really become a meal in the mouth of the Fierce Di people.

Yang Yi also said a little helplessly: "My father thinks highly of my son, and my son has no ambitions, but he just wants to live a dull life with his mother." How... As my father said, born in an imperial family, he is destined to take a different path. ”

"In today's situation, this is the only way to protect the integrity of my father, the mother, and the foundation of Daguang for all generations."

"Even dying in battle may be a good ending for me, I don't belong here, and I have nothing to be nostalgic for, I just hope that my father will treat my mother well, she has suffered enough."

If Yang Yi decided not to say this to the emperor on weekdays, it would be quite a taste of some people's dying words at this time.

Of course, the emperor didn't know what Yang Yi meant when he said that he didn't belong here, and only thought that Yang Yi was feeling his unfair fate.

"Back then, you were born an idiot, and in order to protect you and your mother, I had no choice but to snub you and the two of you. I never thought that I didn't have someone to protect well, but at this moment I had to sacrifice my life to protect my great light inheritance. ”

The Emperor laughed at himself, "Tell me about your strategy." ”

Yang Yi nodded, walked to an unfolded marching map hanging on the screen wall, pointed to the map and began to explain: "Although the fierce Di people have been using Shuozhou City as bait to stick to their father, so that their father cannot advance or retreat. However, they are also under the frontal pressure of our 500,000-strong army, which has a limited number of troops, and will certainly have weak defenses.

The north wind is strong tonight, and a lot of sand and dust will be raised throughout Shuozhou, and the vision will be reduced to a minimum after a while.

There is a large poplar forest in the east of Lixian and Shuozhou, my father gave me 8,000 fine horses, all of them changed into the clothes of the fierce Di people, the people were ranked, the horses were bound to their feet, and the children set off, and the light riding rode from the rear of the side of Lixian County into the poplar forest. Along the way, we will pass through the woods, and if nothing else, we will reach the north gate of Shuozhou before dawn, when the sky is darkest in the middle of the night.

In order to guard against the onslaught of our frontal army, the main elite forces of the fierce Di people are placed in the east, west and south directions facing us, and only the north gate of Shuozhou City, which is facing away from us, is much weaker in comparison. Once I lead my army to launch a secret attack, the northern army in the city will also respond, so that the inside and outside should join forces to pick them out. ”

After listening to Yang Yi's speech, the emperor got up and stood up, walked to the front of the marching map in two steps, looked at the directions Yang Yi pointed, and frowned.

"Your plan is too lucky, if you are discovered by the fierce Di scouts in advance, you can't reach Shuozhou City at all, even if you really get to the north gate of Shuozhou, how can you guarantee to rescue the northern army before the fierce Di reinforcements arrive? The fierce cavalry was notoriously fast. ”

Yang Yi smiled bitterly: "Father, our purpose is for you to withdraw to the Central Plains with a large army. ”

"What do you need?" The emperor pondered for a long time and finally sighed.

"Eight thousand good cavalry elite soldiers are enough, and in addition, the sons also hope that their father will promise me one thing."

"What?"

"Don't tell Mother..."