The prelude to the Huainan War has slowly opened, but the Jingxiang War is still brewing.

Nanyang County and Nanjun have become huge barracks, with the passage of time, more and more Han troops began to enter Nanyang County in a steady stream, at the same time, Chu soldiers from Bashu, Jingxiang and even Jiangdong are also constantly driving into Nanjun, and the clouds of war have shrouded the sky over the land of Jingxiang.

On the mountain road from Wuguan to Nanyang County, the Han army is moving forward.

While the army was marching, a fast horse suddenly galloped from the rear, and caught up with Liu Bang's shoulder in the billowing smoke and dust.

"King!" As he approached, the knight on horseback rolled his saddle and dismounted, knelt on one knee and said, "Urgent report!" ”

"Bring it in." As soon as Liu Bang stretched out his hand, Liu Bi, who was guarding Liu Bang's side, had already stepped forward, picked up the letter from the knight's hand with the tip of his sword, and then turned around and handed it to Liu Bang.

Liu Bang waved his hand and pointed to Zhang Liang behind him.

Liu Bi rode to Zhang Liang's shoulder and handed it to Zhang Liang.

Zhang Liang unfolded the secret letter and hurriedly read it, and said: "King, Zishuo said in the letter that the five barbarian tribes, including Qiang, Di, Ranlong, Shanyue and Wuximan, have agreed to raise troops together, and have agreed to raise troops together on the day of the sting, but Zhao Tuo, the king of Nanyue, has always had an ambiguous attitude, and it is estimated that he is not ready to send troops. ”

"Zhao Tuo doesn't send troops, forget it, with the five barbarians of Qiang, Di, Ranlong, Shanyue and Wuximan, it is enough for Xiangzhuang Xiaoer to drink a pot." After saying this, Liu Bang said again, "But Ziliang, it's just after the beginning of spring, but the five barbarians have to wait until the day of the sting to make a move, isn't it too late?" ”

"It's not late, it's not too late." Zhang Liang shook his hand and said, "This battle of Jingxiang is bound to be a protracted war, whether it is our Han army or the Chu army, it is impossible to eat each other in a hurry. ”

"Well, that makes sense." Liu Bang thought so, "Then it's a stinging day." ”

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The vast river flows eastward without stopping for a moment.

On the river, thousands of boats of all sizes are tracing up the water, and rows of oars stretch out from the cabins of large and small boats, splashing rows of snow-white waves between rows and backs, which is spectacular.

On one of the big ships, Xiang Zhuang was silently looking at the prisoners of war who were struggling to swing their oars in the cabin below through the ventilation grille window on the deck, these prisoners of war included Shanyue people, Wuxi barbarians, and more were Liang prisoners of war, Peng Yue's 100,000 Liang troops were wiped out in Jingxiang three years ago, and at least 40,000 Liang troops were taken prisoner.

Now, most of these Liang prisoners of war are serving in mines and workshops, and many prisoners of war have become oarsmen of sailors, and a huge chain locks hundreds of prisoners of war in the cabin, and since then the fate of these prisoners of war is related to the life and death of the warship, the prisoners of war are born when the warship is born, and the prisoners of war are killed when the warship sinks.

The sound of light footsteps suddenly came from behind him, and without looking back, Xiang Zhuang knew that it was Bailixian who came.

Without waiting for Bai Lixian to speak, Xiang Zhuang had already said thoughtfully: "Zi Xianliang, what do you think of these prisoners of war?" ”

Bai Lixian was surprised when he heard this, so he looked down through the ventilation grille window, looking at the dirty, unkempt but muscular prisoners of war in the cabin, Bai Lixian's heart suddenly moved slightly, and he said in a low voice: "What does the king mean to send these prisoners of war to the battlefield to fight the Han army?" ”

Xiang Zhuang was silent, but his eyes were getting brighter and brighter.

Bai Lixian's eyes gradually brightened, he had already guessed Xiang Zhuang's intentions, if these prisoners of war were used well, they would indeed be a powerful force that could not be ignored! …,

At that moment, Xiang Zhuang turned around and instructed Baili Mao: "Ziming, immediately send a message to Ziling Feigeon, and ask Ling Yin to gather all the prisoners of war, whether they are from Liang Guoren, Shanyue people, Wuxi Man, and even the gladiators imprisoned in the basement of the gladiatorial arena, and then escort them to Nanjun!" ”

"Whoa!" Baili Mao took the order and went.

Xiang Zhuang then looked back at Baili Xian and asked, "Ziliang, is there something wrong with you?" ”

Bai Lixian slapped his forehead, shook his head and said, "The minister almost forgot about business." After saying this, he said, "That's right, the minister has just received a report from Ziling, and the two envoys sent have entered the boundary of Shanyue and Wuxi as scheduled. ”

Xiang Zhuang nodded, and said, "What kind of gifts have you prepared for Wuxi Man and Shanyue people?" ”

Baili Xian said: "As far as the minister knows, the barbarian king of Wuxi Moshabang is greedy and stubborn, so the minister prepared a hundred carts of silk and porcelain wine for him, as well as a paper seal decree. ”

"Decree?" Xiang Zhuang said, "What king?" ”

Baili Xian was a little uneasy, but he still stubbornly said, "King Chu." ”

Xiang Zhuang only smiled slightly when he heard this, and said, "What about the Shanyuetou people?" ”

Baili Xian secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Although the black tiger of Shanyuetou is young, he has always had great ambitions, and he wants to take his people out of the mountains and settle down in the rich plains, so the minister prepared five hundred pairs of armor, five hundred ring-headed knives and five hundred pack horses for him, and in addition, the minister also gave him a secret plan from Zhang Liang. ”

Xiang Zhuang bowed his head lightly when he heard this, but the smile on the corner of his mouth became thicker and thicker.

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Wuxi Man is the collective name of the barbarians in Xiongxi, Nanxi, Chenxi, Youxi and Wuxi, because Wuxi is in the territory of Wuling, later generations also called Wuxi Man Wuling Man, Wuxi Man is the same as Shanyue, it is not a unified tribe, but is composed of hundreds of tribes of all sizes, among which the most powerful is the Huoman who has lived in Wuxi for generations.

The fire barbarian king Mosha Bang is feasting the Han envoy in his domed wooden house, Mo Shabang is nearly a foot tall, waist thick, with red hair, like a ghost, this guy is sitting on the tiger skin mattress in the north of the wooden house, while stretching out a fan-like hairy hand to rub the buttocks of the barbarian girl next to him, while raising the horn of the ox to salute the Han envoy: "Come, do it!" ”

The Han envoy did not dare to slack off, and quickly raised his horns, covered his face with his sleeves, and drank the wine.

"Happy, happy!" Mosa Bang stroked his red beard, stretched out his hand and slapped the buttocks of the barbarian girl next to him, the barbarian girl snorted, and quickly carried the clay pot to fill Mosa Bang's horns, and at the moment when the barbarian girl knelt and sat up, Mosa Bang took advantage of the situation to touch her pubic part, and then laughed lewdly.

The Han envoy who knelt down at the bottom shook his head secretly, after all, he was a barbarian, and he never knew what etiquette was.

Shaking his head, the Han envoy reminded Mosha again: "King of the Fire Barbarians, it is urgent to contact the barbarians, although there is still a month before the sting, but the distribution of the barbarians in Wuxi is too scattered, if you don't notify it as soon as possible, I'm afraid it will be difficult to assemble before the sting, and if you miss the big thing at that time, the King of Han will not be able to explain it." ”

"Birds!" Mosa roared and said, "You dare to threaten this king?!" ”

The Han envoy was quite embarrassed, and was about to defend himself, when a barbarian suddenly entered the hall of the wooden house and reported to Mosa: "Barbarian king, there is another group of Han envoys outside the stockade who ask to see you. ”

"Huh?" Mosa was stunned and said, "Why is there another group of Han envoys?" ”

The Han envoy was also stunned, and said, "Didn't you hear that there are still envoys coming?" ”

"Leave him alone." Mosa Bang waved his hand and said, "I'll talk about it first." ”…,

The barbarian took the order and left, and in less than a moment, he led a white-clothed Xiushi into the hall, and the fierce eyes of Moshabang, the Han envoy and more than a dozen barbarian leaders who accompanied him fell on the white-clothed Xiushi, but the white-clothed Xiushi shook his sleeves calmly, and hugged his fist at Moshabang and said: "Han envoy Baiguang, see the barbarian king." ”

"Nonsense!" As soon as the words fell, the Han envoy who was sitting at the bottom got up and shouted, "You're lying!" ”

"Lying?" The white-clothed Xiushi Bai Guang snorted slightly, and said disapprehantly, "Why do you say this?" ”

The Han envoy rushed to the northwest and said proudly: "Because this envoy is the envoy sent by the Han King to contact Wuxi Man." ”

"Really?" Bai Guang asked, "It turns out that the foot is also a Han envoy, but I don't know what evidence there is?" Can there be a festival? ”

"This ......" The Han envoy was suddenly speechless, he came directly from Jiangling after receiving the Xianyang flying pigeon message, where to get the Han envoy's festival in a hurry? Without the festival, this will naturally not be able to be taken out. Speaking of which, the ancients were pedantic, insisting that only the king could grant the festival, but the courtiers could not forge it.

Bai Guang raised the bamboo knot in his hand, and said loudly: "The Han King personally awarded the festival here, please take a look at the barbarian king!" ”

A barbarian man had already stepped forward to take the festival, and handed it to Moshabang with both hands, Moshabang snatched it and looked up and down, and then turned his head to look at the Han envoy, his eyes were already extremely unkind, and it was obvious that Moshabang had begun to suspect that he was a fake Han envoy.

The Han envoy was in a hurry and hurriedly said: "Although there is no festival in the next place, there is a heavy gift as a basis!" ”

"Heavy gifts?" Bai Guang smiled when he heard this, and said, "But I don't know how many gifts I brought under my feet?" ”

"Not much." The Han envoy quickly regained his composure and said proudly, "Fifty carts of salt, iron, silk and porcelain!" ”

Bai Guang snorted: "It's over? ”

The Han envoy was stunned and said, "It's over." ”

Bai Guang said again: "That's all? ”

The Han envoy replied again: "Yes, that's all. ”

Bai Guang immediately turned to Mosha Bang and said loudly: "Barbarian King, this Han envoy must be a fake. ”

The Han envoy was in a hurry, but when he was about to argue, he was stopped by Moshabang, who said to Baiguang again: "How can you see it? ”

Bai Guang waved at the northwest and said loudly: "My king is based on the land of the five counties of Zhongzhong, Sanchuan and Sichuan, and the population of money and grain is incalculable, how can he be so petty and only give a few gifts to the barbarian king?" ”

After that, Bai Guang took out a silk letter from his bosom again, and said loudly: "By the order of the King of Han, offer 100 carts of silk and porcelain wine to the king of Wuxi, if the Wuxi barbarians can raise a large army to help the Han destroy the Chu State, then more than 20 counties of Changsha County and Qianzhong County south of the river are all fiefdoms of the barbarian king, and the barbarian king can be crowned as the king of Chu!" ”

"Oh? King of Chu?! Mo Shabang was stunned for a moment, and then immediately looked up to the sky and laughed, "Hahaha, this is the handwriting of the King of Han, this is the ...... of the handwriting of the King of Han." ）