Chapter 822: My wife is the same, calculating the world

In the study on the east side of the back ya, the candles are bright.

Li Xuan was wearing a white silk underwear, standing alone in front of the table, opening the map of the entire Datang Prefecture County, and his eyes fell directly on the point of Tongren County.

Press your finger up, then swipe gently.

Tongren, Pengzhou, Lizhou, Hongzhou, Wuzhou, Hangzhou, Yangzhou, all the way connected.

Tongren went all the way over the mountains and mountains to Pengzhou.

Pengzhou goes east, down the Yangtze River, to Shannan Road, and then to the south bank of the Yangtze River, Lizhou on the west bank of Dongting.

Lizhou then down the Yangtze River, straight to Jiangzhou, Jiangzhou to the south, is Hongzhou.

Hongzhou goes southeast to Wuzhou, Hangzhou, and goes north to Yangzhou.

A whole line completely connects the entire Datang thing.

Pengzhou, the territory of King Peng; Lizhou, the place where King Peng led the history of assassination, Li Xuan had already made arrangements, and now he is out of everyone's sight; Hongzhou, Wuzhou, Hangzhou, Yangzhou, and the places where Li Xuan is now operating are connected, and all of Li Xuan's forces are connected.

Li Xuan's face was indifferent, Yu Ze didn't know that Empress Wu and the emperor put him as a colleague, but it was exactly as Li Xuan wanted.

Tongren to the west is the land of Tibet, to the east is Hezhou, except for the central Longwu River valley, the east and west are endless mountains and cliffs.

Among them, as long as there is enough food and grass, he can raise enough private soldiers.

Yu Ze is very smart, and after so many years with Li Xuan, he has guessed a little bit of his thoughts, but more importantly, he still thinks that he is protecting himself.

Don't look at Li Xuan, who is now quite trusted by the emperor, but the emperor's suspicion is also obvious.

Not to mention, it is not uncommon for royal families to be given death, exile, and degradation over the years.

Especially the emperor's health, it is really worrying.

When Li Hong was the crown prince, Yu Ze had personally experienced it, and now that it was Li Xian, if it weren't for Li Xian suddenly having a child, the contradiction between him and Empress Wu would have erupted long ago.

Now it's just an interlude to a storm.

As soon as the emperor died, the new emperor ascended the throne.

The bloody rain and bloody wind in the Yonghui period will immediately rush in, and it makes people palpitate when they think about it.

So Yu Ze completely agreed with Li Xuan's preparations, but he didn't expect that Li Xuan, who seemed to be forced to be a colleague, also had his own thoughts in his heart.

Li Xuan's gaze moved from his colleagues to Jianzha, and even to Lanzhou and Shanzhou in the north, and sighed lightly: "It's a pity." ”

Li Xuan can use the terrain of his colleagues to do some tricks, but compared to Lanzhou, his colleagues are still too remote.

Li Xuan suddenly laughed at himself, how could the emperor give him a place like Lanzhou, even if the emperor was willing, the Empress Wu would not be willing.

Retracting his thoughts, Li Xuan's gaze fell on the direction of Wuhai in the west, talking about the Qinling Tomb.

Li Xuan pondered and pondered, in the short term between the Tang Dynasty and Tubo, the real core of the battle situation is not in Fuqi City, but in Wuhai.

By taking Wuhai, they will be able to completely block the ambition of the Tubo people to spy on the old land of Tuyuhun.

The Tang Dynasty was able to operate the old land of Tuyuhun at the same time, and all the wars with Tubo were piled up in Wuhai.

However, the sea is far away, and the transportation of grain and grass is a big problem.

In this case, Tongde is very important.

Now that Heizhi Changzhi is guarding Zeku, Tongde in the west will be calmer, but if Heizhi Changzhi moves forward and enters Tongde one step at a time, then Tubo will inevitably mobilize a large army and gather Tongde, and a big war between the two sides will inevitably be indispensable.

If you can't get through with Germany, Hei Yan Changzhi will be forced here all the way.

This is the eastern route, and there is also the middle road, take Fuqi City, and if you want to wade into the Wuhai Sea, Dafeichuan is a must-pass place.

Even if there is no Qinling, it is not easy to take Dafeichuan, but it is not the most dangerous.

The most dangerous thing is that the Tubo people are likely to abandon Dafeichuan and take Wuhai as the final decisive battle.

Wuhai is not only dangerous, the key is that the terrain is extremely high, Datang wants to attack Wuhai, in addition to the terrain needs to be considered, altitude sickness is the biggest opponent.

Back then, with Xue Rengui's strength, he also successfully conquered Wuhai, but after conquering Wuhai, plateau miasma followed.

It was precisely because the soldiers fell ill in Wuhai that Xue Rengui had to give up Wuhai and retreat to Dafeichuan, but unfortunately, Guo Zhifeng had been defeated and the grain and grass had been destroyed.

In the last battle, Datang was almost completely annihilated.

Wuhai, Dafeichuan, and Fuqicheng, one trap after another, led the hearts of the generals of the Tang Army directly to death.

Therefore, in this war, before the altitude sickness is completely resolved, we must not plot against Wuhai.

You can't even go to watch Da Fei Chuan, people's hearts are like this, once you get Da Fei Chuan, you will inevitably watch Wuhai.

Li Xuan has never seen the art of Qinling's conquest, but there is no doubt that he is a master of playing with people's hearts.

Not to mention anything else, just one Fuqi City, hundreds of thousands of Tuyuhun people who lack food and clothing, is enough to put Datang into a dilemma.

The only thing that is better is that all this makes Li Xuan's influence on the war very great.

Heiya Changzhi captured Zeku, Li Jinxing hit Guide, and Li Xuan won his colleagues, and the Tubo army on the eastern front was definitely pinned.

There is also Li Xuan's improvement of the grain route and the treatment of plateau miasma, all of which are prying the situation little by little.

In the future, Li Xuan's focus must be on conspiring with Heizhi Changzhi to win Tongde, and in the next few years, it is indispensable to pull with the Qinling on the Eastern Front.

But after all, the eastern front is only a partial division, and the real center of gravity is still in the center, in Fuqi City.

If it is not possible to look at Wuhai in the south, then let the main force be able to turn their eyes to the land of Yangtang on the west side after taking Fuqi City, where is the future Qaidam Basin, is the solution.

But how to do it.

Li Xuan's gaze went up and fell in the direction of Luo.

As soon as Mangsong Mangzan died, the hearts of the Tibetan people were in turmoil, and even if the Qinling Tomb was not mourned, it would have to return to Luo, which would take at least a few months.

If he refuses to go back, it will be just right, and some aristocratic turmoil will only lead to the early destruction of Tibet.

As soon as he returns, Datang will be able to operate around Qinghai Lake with peace of mind within a few months and seek a long time.

Li Xuan's fingers fell back to the Sun Moon Pass, which was the core of the Northwest War on this trip.

Shaking his head, a trace of worry flashed in Li Xuan's eyes.

Even if Qin Ling had all kinds of plans in his heart, the generals of the Tang Dynasty had to be qualified to let him implement these plans.

In this way, a collision war is indispensable after all.

Sighing lightly, Li Xuan slowly put away the map, then picked up a piece of letter paper and began to write: My wife is the same, and my husband is at peace......

……

Wuhai, inside the big tent of the Chinese army, a delicate black coffin was placed in the center of the big tent.

On Qinling sat behind the table with a cold face, and looked coldly at the Tang army envoys on the side of the coffin.

The fourteen generals with big shoulders and round waists on both sides also looked at the Tang envoys with cold eyes.

"Tang Shanzhou sacrificial wine Luan Qing, I have seen the big picture!"

Wearing a dark green official robe, Luan Qing, the wine of Shanzhou, arched his hand, bowed slightly, and said: "Your country's Qingdong capital protects Wuxizha, defeats Kuozhou, is surrounded by mountains and forests, goes to death, and commits suicide calmly, the king of Nanchang is deeply grateful for it, so he sent someone to collect his body, put it in a coffin, send someone to Lanzhou, and order us to return it to Tibet." ”

After Luan Qing finished speaking, the Tubo generals around him were full of anger in their eyes, some clenched their fists, and some put their hands on the hilt of their knives, and the momentum of the big tent was solemn for a while.

Luan Qing did not panic at all, then took out a letter from his sleeve, handed it over, and said at the same time: "This is the last words of Wuduhu, the prince of Nanchang, I specially entrust that no one is allowed to check it privately, we will obey it, and now we will return it to your country together." ”

In an instant, the eyes of everyone in the big tent were on this letter.

The sound of the table was soft, and the eyes of all the people were focused on him, and then he motioned to the attendant beside him to take the letter.

Taking the letter, Lun Qinling glanced at the edges of the letter slightly, then lifted it up again, looking at the place where the light was, unable to see through.

On Qinling said with surprise and admiration: "Over the years, the Tang Dynasty has still prevailed in the style of a gentleman, not acting as a villain, and I am deeply impressed by it. Someone came, gave the messenger ten boxes of jewelry, and sent them back to Shanzhou. ”

"Obey!" A military general with a beard stood up from the left side, then walked up to Luan Qing and arched his hand: "Messenger, please!" ”

Luan Qing bowed slightly again, and then withdrew from the big tent.

At this time, the atmosphere of the big tent suddenly cooled down.

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but fall on the last general on the right, Qingnan Duhu, no Lu Daza Gonglu.

I saw Daza Gonglu clenching his fists, his eyes staring at the black coffin, his eyes blood-red.

After a moment, Dazha Gonglu withdrew his gaze and looked up at the Lun Qin Ling, the corners of his mouth pursed.

In the end, he looked at the letter in the hand of Yan Qinling, bowed slightly, and asked, "Great Minister, this letter is really written by Brother A, is it true that no one has opened it and read it?" ”

"Nope." On Qinling didn't read it himself, and directly sent the letter to Dazha Gonglu's hands, and then said: "The appearance is certain, the Tang people have never opened it, and this is a secret mark unique to our clan, and it has never been destroyed." As for the content inside, it was written by Usiza to Zampu, so I won't read it here, you can take it back and dispose of it yourself. ”

On Qinling knew in his heart that this letter was ostensibly addressed to Mangsong Mangzan, but in fact it was addressed to Princess Wulu.

"There is also a coffin, Dazha Gonglu, you can personally send it back to Luo, you will be defeated and killed, and you will not be worthy of the family style of the Lu family." On Qinling couldn't help but sigh softly.

No one will blame oneself for one's own defeat and death for one's country, but it will be shameful to be defeated and captured and surrender to the enemy country.

Dazha Gonglu bowed slightly, turned around and was just about to leave, when his footsteps suddenly stopped, turned to look at the Qin Tomb, and bowed again and said, "Dare to ask, Daxiang, did Brother really commit suicide?"

On Qinling knew what Dazha Gonglu was asking, and now he asked in the big tent, which was somewhat reckless, but on Qinling finally nodded and said: "That's true, Wuxizha couldn't be ambushed, but was surrounded by people, and finally killed himself, the news from Lanzhou is like this, after returning to Luo, you can let the clan elders check, if there is a difference, the prime minister personally led the army to kill his colleagues, and took the head of the king of Nanchang." ”

"That's not necessary, Daza Gonglu will do it himself." Dazha Gonglu bowed again and said, "So, thank you." ”

Seeing Dazha Gonglu turn to leave, Lun Qinling took a deep breath and said: "Command the mouth of the Nile, storm for three days, and after three days, collect the army and hold the west of the Nile; The order, Nanshan Canyon, three days later, the soldiers withdrew, in order to thank the Tang Dynasty for the virtue of the gentleman. ”

There was a deep light in Qin Ling's eyes.

The real war has just begun.

(End of chapter)