540 Planning (Ten Changes)
After a punch, Jun Ran seemed to have turned into a stone sculpture, motionless.
Feng Yan was also motionless.
Suddenly, a moth flapped its wings and flew to the octagonal palace lamp in the corner, and its flapping wings flapped on the lampshade to make a "fluttering" sound, and the candle flame in the lampshade jumped restlessly......
The room was bright and dark, and Jun Ran's eyes also changed brightly and secretly.
The moth flew around the octagonal palace lamp a few times and lingered.
Suddenly, Jun Ran took two steps back, his expression calmed down a lot, and he stared at Feng Yan without blinking.
Feng Yan also seemed to know that Jun Ran had calmed down, and said, "Ah Ran, I know what you want to do, but now in Lingwu City, it is impossible for you to do it alone." β
"......" Jun Ran was speechless, looked down at the moth on the lampshade, lowered his eyes slightly, and his eyes flickered with the wings of the moth.
He also knew that Feng Yan didn't want to let him be sent to death because he asked people to stop him, but if he couldn't even keep his father's body, he wouldn't be worthy of being a son!
Jun Ran raised his eyes to look at Feng Yan again, and said with a firm expression: "Let me go." β
Jun Ran clenched his fists tightly, the green tendons on the back of his hands bulged, and his upright body tightened into a full bow.
Inside, there was a dead silence, and the air was tense.
"Plop ......"
All that was left was the faint sound of moths flapping their wings.
Feng Yan said lightly: "Ah Ran, I'll go with you." β
After a short sentence fell, the room was quiet again.
"......" Jun Ran was slightly stunned in disbelief and looked at Feng Yan in front of him.
Feng Yan said unhurriedly: "You can't do it alone, but you can't let the prince's body fall into the hands of the Beiyan people...... So, let's plan it out and see how we do it! β
Jun Ran's eyes widened, and his expression was complicated.
Jun Ran took a deep breath, calmed down, and flatly refused: "No." β
He couldn't involve Feng Yan as well.
As a son of man, he must do this, otherwise he will live in chagrin and regret for the rest of his life.
This trip, he is imperative.
However, Jun Ran also knew in his heart that his trip was very dangerous, so he couldn't let Feng Yan accompany him to die.
Feng Yan hooked his lips and smiled, and his bright phoenix eyes were full of light.
He seemed to see what Jun Ran was thinking, and said confidently: "I came all the way here, of course, not to send him to death!" β
The corners of Feng Yan's lips curled higher, and in the dim candlelight, a hazy halo filled his body, faintly releasing a breath like a blade.
Feng Yan raised his hand and clapped his hands twice.
Then, with another "squeak", the door opened again, and the young man in gray came in.
"You go and get the sand table of Lingwu City." Feng Yan commanded.
"Yes, Childe." The gray-clothed young man took the order to retreat, walking quietly like a ghost.
Jun Ran looked deeply at the back of the gray-clothed young man leaving, he had been trapped in this house for several days, and he couldn't be more clear about how skilled these people in the house were.
Otherwise, why would he be trapped here and unable to move an inch!
How many people are under Feng Yan like this?!
Feng Yan hooked his lips again, and said bluntly: "I have a thousand people to use, and a thousand firearms, if we plan it, we will definitely be able to snatch the body of the prince." β
A thousand people!! Jun Ran's pupils shrank, and he looked at Feng Yan in disbelief.
Feng Yan has a thousand people here!
Jun Ran knows best Feng Yan's embarrassing situation in the court, the emperor has always been very jealous of Anping and Feng Yan's mother and son, and it is not uncommon for Feng Yan's subordinates to quietly raise private soldiers, but this is the northern border, and Feng Yan can rush to the north at this time, which means that as soon as the military report of the fall of Lingwu City is transmitted back to the capital, he will set off.
In such a short period of time, it was simply impossible for him to mobilize a thousand private soldiers to quietly come to the north without alarming the emperor.
Unlessβ
"You're a thousand people in the north!" Jun Ran said with certainty, his eyes were deeper and more complicated.
And the firebolt......
The firecracker, gunpowder, and the projectile of the firecracker were all supervised by the imperial court.
The corners of Feng Yan's lips always had a smile, calm and relaxed.
He did not deny it, and bluntly admitted: "Yes, in this Heran town, there are my people. β
For more than 100 years, the northern and southern borders have been the places where wars have occurred most frequently, and they are also the two most important barriers in Dasheng.
In recent years, although Feng Yan has been developing his power based on the southern border and several states around the capital, he will not completely abandon the northern border.
Moreover, the northern border has been guarded by the Xue family since the establishment of the Dasheng Dynasty, and a force was buried early in the northern border, which is also what Cen Yin meant.
Feng Yan took off his robe, sat down by the window, and stretched out his hand to Jun Ran to make a petition.
Jun Ran was still motionless, looking at Feng Yan silently, his thin lips pursed.
Silence spread.
Soon, the gray-clothed young man came back with a huge sand table, and the mountains on the sand table were undulating, with mountains and rivers, city walls and houses......
Jun Ran knew the topography of several important passes and cities in the north well, and knew at a glance that this was Lingwu City and Lingwu Mountain.
The gray-clothed young man put the heavy sand table on the red lacquer carved table in front of the window, and then after saluting Feng Yan with a fist, he retreated and closed the door.
Feng Yan didn't go around in circles, and continued their main topic directly:
"On my way to the north, I have already ordered someone to enter Lingwu City to investigate......
Feng Yan's clear and melodious voice was solemn, "The head of the prince was hung on the city wall outside Lingwu City, and the body was thrown to the mass grave ......"
The air then cooled.
Jun Ran had already imagined all kinds of possibilities, and what Feng Yan said was also in his expectation, but when he heard Feng Yandao coming with his own ears, his hands were still subconsciously clenched tightly, and his eyes were staring at Lingwu City in the center of the sand table.
The bottom of his eyes was covered with a layer of ice, hiding the emotions that flowed under the ice.
Feng Yan raised his hand and pointed to the outside of Lingwu City next to the sand table.
"Every day at midnight, the Beiyan people will send the first patrol, and then every other hour, another patrol will set off, twelve hours a day, and these Beiyan patrols will always patrol around Lingwu City."
"The patrol team is a team of 100 people, and a total of 12 teams will be dispatched, each time starting from the North City Gate, the route is from the north to the west, and then passing through the foot of Lingwu Mountain...... After going around the outside of Lingwu City, return to the North City Gate. β
Feng Yan talked about the situation in Lingwu City in detail.
Jun Ran listened more and more attentively, and slowly, he calmed down completely.
He also looked at the surroundings of Lingwu City in the sand table, his eyes flashed slightly, and he pursed his lips thoughtfully, and immediately understood what Feng Yan meant.
He also raised his hand, pointed to a place in the sand table with the index finger of his right hand, and said affirmatively: "You, are you planning to cut people off here?" β
His originally dim eyes knew that they were just like a candle being lit at this moment, and they had a little brilliance.
Jun Ran suddenly realized that maybe ...... He was able to bring back his father's body without incident.
Bang bang bang!
Jun Ran's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.
Feng Yan hooked his lips and glanced at Jun Ran. Jun Ran really made it through at one point.
"You can also ...... here" Feng Yan's slender fingers slowly moved above the sand table, and Jun Ran's gaze also followed his fingers, his eyes blooming with brilliance.
"Plop Plop ......"
The flapping of the moth sounded again on the other side of the lantern, and the moth chased the fire into the lampshade at some point, and its wings flapped faster.
Outside the window, the flowers and trees in the courtyard swayed in the evening breeze, muffling the sound in the house.
The night grew deeper.
At some point, the candles in the courtyard went out, and the whole house was completely plunged into darkness, until dawn came, and the sun rose again.
After Beiyan occupied Lingwu City, he took Lingwu City as a base to rest, not only did not take advantage of the victory to pursue and continue to wave troops to the Central Plains, but instead captured another city to the east, connecting the three cities of Lingwu City, Zhongwei City and Linyi City into a line, controlling the Lingwu Mountains for hundreds of miles in his hands, and then began to organize farming.
Plough at sunrise and rest at sunset.
At dusk, most of the sunset has set, dyeing most of the sky red.
A group of Beiyan soldiers who went out to patrol came back on time, and more than a hundred soldiers in armor gathered at the gate of Beicheng in the dark.
It has been more than 20 days since Lingwu City was captured, and there are still traces of the siege on the wall of the north city gate, which is full of holes.
At the top of the city wall, a head hangs.
The hair on the skull was messily scattered, covering most of his face, and the weather was hot, and the skull had already begun to rot and grow maggots, attracting many flies to "buzz" around the skull......