286 Assassin Night Attack
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Around the end of the day, it rained heavily in Luoyang, lightning and thunder came and went, and Fang Li's heart was also cold.
Jia Xu held the candle flame and frowned in contemplation, his eyes constantly wandering on the map.
Fang Li walked around the study anxiously, the soles of his boots slamming on the floor: "Wenhe, how is our army assembled?" β
Jia Xu woke up from his contemplation, thought for a while and replied: "All over the country has transferred from Gancheng to Kundu, and there are less than 50,000 people in place at present. β
South Korea has a total of 160,000 troops, in addition to the defenders from all over the country, there are only 100,000 soldiers who can mobilize to resist the Tang Dynasty, but the victory is that the land area is relatively small, and it can be assembled in Shouduo in less than half a month.
However, the territory of the Tang State is vast, especially the depth of the north and south is too long, and even if the 100,000 troops from Yanzhou, Sizhou, Shaoliang and other places do not pass through Gancheng, they will definitely not be able to gather in Kundu without a month and a half, not to mention that the brainwashing of the Zhou army has not yet been completed, and if the war starts at this time, Fang Li will not dare to let them go to the battlefield at all.
"Forget it, no matter how much it is!" Fang Li stopped hatefully, "The widow will give an order, so that the armies from all over the country do not need to pass through Gancheng anymore, and go directly to Kundu to assemble, and the 25,000 Tang troops of the Gancheng battalion will also set off immediately, so that the 10,000 Wei troops stationed in Quwo will also act at the same time!" β
As he spoke, he was about to summon the chamberlain to come in and grind the ink, but Jia Xu, who had been pondering in front of the map, suddenly spoke: "Lord, slow down!" β
Fang Li's call to his lips swallowed back again, and looked at Jia Xu puzzled: "Wen He has other suggestions?" β
"The more this time, the more the lord must not be impatient." Jia Xu put the candlestick back on the shelf in his hand, "Han Wu is just transferring troops at this time, it doesn't mean that he already knows the lord's plan and starts to guard against our army." β
"The widow knows." Fang Li frowned impatiently, "But once the Korean army gathers momentum, our army's plan to surprise and quickly resolve the battle will be completely frustrated, and the widow can't help but be in a hurry!" β
Jia Xu smiled unhurriedly: "Don't worry, my lord, even if Han Wu wants to transfer troops to guard the border, he won't be able to mobilize 100,000 troops for a while." β
"What do you mean?" Fang Li slowly softened his expression, "My Tang Dynasty's troops are twice as strong as his South Korea, won't Han Wu pour his troops to deal with the widows?" β
"Of course Han Wu wants to, but it's a pity that he has no soldiers to adjust!" Jia Xu stroked his beard confidently, "The lord has forgotten, Han Fei is not an ordinary courtier who is slaughtered by Han Wu, he is the son of Han, he has a territory and a private soldier, and he is quite prestigious in the Korean and Chinese army, Han Wu wants to kill him at this time, no matter what the reason is whether it can be done or not, can he not deploy troops to guard against a counterattack by domestic forces?" β
"What's more, in addition to internal worries, South Korea also has external troubles." Jia Xu pointed to the northwest of the map, "My lord, please see, the northwest border of South Korea is close to Bai Di, and it is not far from the Yiqu, and it will be harassed almost every year, especially in autumn, the Qin State is too strong and the Yiqu is too strong to make a time, so it is not so polite to South Korea." β
"Even so, the grassland people fight the autumn wind only in the autumn, and even if they commit a border in the early spring, they will not march in a big way." Fang Li was still puzzled, "The border army of Han Wu can deal with it if he fights a little, and he won't be too scrupulous." β
"But if the grassland people know that Korea is going to be in chaos, will they take the opportunity to find something for Han Wu to do?" Jia Xu reminded softly.
Listening to Jia Xu's words, Fang Li's brows furrowed even deeper, and a cold light seemed to flash in his eyes: "You let the widow introduce the grassland Rongdi into the Central Plains?" β
"The minister has no such intention!" Jia Xu was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly lowered his head and explained, "Everyone in the grassland Rongdi will be punished, and when the main stallion sets foot in Korea, he can drive them back to the grassland in one go!" β
If you change the soup or not the medicine, you still have to take advantage of the opportunity of Rong Di's invasion of the Central Plains to make South Korea, which is also a country in the Central Plains, worse.
Fang Li was silent, intellectually he knew that Jia Xu was right, luring Rong Di to attack Han and dispersing the strength of the Han army was the most effective choice with half the effort.
But intellectually, as long as he thought that the steppe barbarians would slaughter the people of the Central Plains regardless of age, he was ruthless enough to push the Korean border people into the fire pit.
Back then, the Yiqu people were used to harass the border of the Qin State when they knew that the Qin army was strong and it was impossible for the Yiqu people to really enter Xianyang, but now, Korea was not strong, and once the enemy was attacked on both sides, Rong Di's horse's hooves could drive straight into the Central Plains without any scruples.
Before the Tang army drove them back to the grassland, there would have been an unknown number of innocent people who would have died under the sabers of the barbarians.
In the blink of an eye, it was already halfway through, and the voice of the vicissitudes of life suddenly sounded from outside the door: "Lord, Madame asked when you will go to bed?" β
Fang Li was stunned, woke up from his thoughts, and saw that Jia Xu was still bowing his head respectfully, obviously waiting for a reply, and couldn't help but sigh: "This matter is very important, let the widow think about it." β
Jia Xu took a breath for a while, and then replied, "No." β
The two monarchs and ministers were relatively speechless, and the candle flame in the study was clearly extinguished, and the atmosphere instantly became a little embarrassing.
After a while, Jia Xu seemed to have figured out something, his eyes softened, and he took the initiative to give his hand and said: "There is still something to return to the lord, in addition to dispatching domestic generals, Han Wu also sent envoys to Qin and Zhao to seek reinforcements. β
"Qin State?" Fang Li pondered, "Ba Guo and Yiqu haven't been completed yet, Ying Renhao won't get involved in this troubled water, but Zhao Yong's recent attitude is a little strange..."
Jia Xu nodded: "Lord, the minister is willing to send an envoy to Zhao Guo, no matter what happens, he will not let Zhao Gong choose to turn his face with the lord at this time." β
"No, you have to stay in Luoyang to take charge of the internal guard for the widow." Fang Li didn't want to refuse, "Recently, the form is changing rapidly, Luoyang can't do without you, let Cheng Zhongde run this trip for the widow." β
Jia Xu led the leader's life.
Halfway through, the rain gradually became lighter, and the thunder slowly became smaller and quieter, until it disappeared.
It was the dead of night, even though Luoyang had already lifted martial law, there was no one on the street, everyone was immersed in a sweet dream, only the night guard and the guard man were still sticking to their posts.
In the east city of Luoyang, the post house where envoys from various countries lived was already immersed in darkness, and Han Fei was the same, dealing with the Tang Kingdom from time to time during the banquet had already made him tired, and as soon as he returned to the post house, he fell asleep, and it was the time to sleep deeply.
A group of Tang soldiers in yellow robes and armor passed in front of the post house in a procession, and the people at the head looked around the post house vigilantly to make sure that no suspicious characters appeared before continuing to move forward with the soldiers.
Not long after the soldiers left, three figures suddenly emerged from the stables outside the post house, muttered together for a while, and then nimbly climbed over the courtyard wall into the post house, and went straight to a certain guest room on the third floor.
As soon as the three figures disappeared, the Tang soldiers who had already walked by suddenly walked back, and with a wave of their hands, the twenty soldiers scattered in an instant, each hiding in the shadows around the post house.
On the third floor, by the dim moonlight, three men in black could be seen sneakily approaching a closed door, squatting down to make sure that there was no movement inside, and then tacitly pulled out the dagger from their waists and broke into the door with a "bang".
There was no need to communicate, the two stood by the door and window, and the rest of them instantly rushed to the bed in the inner room, and when they saw a bulging futon on the couch, they couldn't help but smile coldly and stabbed down.
The mattress made a piercing "bang" sound, and the man in black was stunned for a moment, realizing that it didn't feel right, and hurriedly lifted the mattress, only to find that there were only a few pillows placed side by side, not even half a figure.
The man in black, who realized that he was in the middle of the plan, wanted to remind his companions to evacuate, but it was too late, and there was a chaotic sound of footsteps outside, followed by two dull screams, and then it fell silent again.
The man in black ran to the window in three steps and two steps, and looked down, only to find that the lights were already brightly lit below, and hundreds of heavily armed Tang troops surrounded the post house, and more than a dozen Yuan crossbowmen were aiming their bows and arrows at the windows upstairs.
The footsteps outside were getting closer and closer, and the black-clothed man who realized that he couldn't escape was about to raise his knife to kill himself, but when the blade was less than a millimeter away from his neck, an angry cry sounded from behind, and the black-clothed man only felt a sharp pain in the back of his head, and then his eyes were dark, and he was unconscious.
One picked up the fainted man in black with one hand, and casually with the other two accomplices, Hua Xiong, who was sure that he was safe, pushed open the door and hugged his fists towards Sun Ce and Han Fei, who were already waiting outside the door: "General Han, Captain Sun, the assassin has been taken down by the last general!" β
"Take them down and interrogate them strictly, don't let them kill themselves easily." Sun Ce waved his hand, and then looked at Han Fei who was beside him with a surprised expression, "General Han, the soldiers here still have to clean up, let's go to the room below to rest for a while?" β
Han Fei nodded blankly, followed Sun Ce into a room that had already been prepared on the second floor under the escort of all the soldiers, closed the door, and couldn't believe what he saw until he sat down.
Han Fei is very familiar with the martial arts of those assassins, they are all dead soldiers raised in the Korean court, and they cannot be mobilized without Han Gong's warrant.
The movement outside the post house slowly became louder, and many envoys from other countries were awakened by the sudden commotion, and sent people out one after another to ask what was going on.
Sun Ce waved his hand to let the soldiers guard the door, and personally poured a cup of hot tea for Han Fei, chuckling: "The general didn't expect it, right?" Han Gong was able to make such a ruthless move. β
Han Fei took a sip of the teacup, and suddenly said with a wry smile: "I wanted to say it since I first came to Luoyang, Captain Sun, let's call it Han Fei." β
Sun Ce was stunned, he didn't expect Han Fei's first sentence to be this, and he didn't know how to reply for a while.
"The reason why the lord will kill him in pain is also due to Tang Gong, isn't it?" Han Fei's expression quickly returned to indifference, "Presumably, Tang Gong's ability to respect Zai Xia has already spread to South Korea, Zai Xia is right, right?" β
After being silent for a while, Sun Ce suddenly laughed: "Sir's eyes are like torches, it would be good if Han Gong was the same, what did Mr. say?" β
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