Chapter 879 Envoy(1/2)
Daybreak.
In the misty rain building.
Three faith eagles flew out and flew in different directions.
Nanling.
In Xuanwu Holy City, in the Li family's stronghold, Li Youwei was shocked when she saw the secret letter sent from Yanyu Tower, and her eyes could not hide the sadness.
"hateful!"
After hearing the news, Huang Quan punched the doorpost, feeling sad and angry.
How could this happen!
Hua Fengdu is that idiot!
Yuzhou City, Li Mansion.
backyard.
Li Baiwan was fishing in front of the lake. The old housekeeper walked over quickly, handed the letter over and said, "Master, this is a letter from the second young master."
"Qingzhi's?"
Hearing this, Li Baiwan had a strange look on his face and said with a smile, "If he doesn't write a letter, I will suspect that he is going to rebel. No matter how busy he is, he can't not write a letter home."
While talking, Li Baiwan opened the letter and took a look. Suddenly, his body was shaken and the smile on his face froze.
"What's the matter, sir?"
The old housekeeper looked puzzled and asked.
Li Baiwan handed the letter over silently, his eyes full of sadness.
In the end, it still failed.
Seeing the expression on the master's face, the old housekeeper hurriedly took the letter. When he saw the content inside, his heart trembled, and tears filled his old eyes.
Flower baby!
How could this happen!
"Sister Hongzhu, what's wrong with you?"
Great Shang Capital, Li Garden, Inner Courtyard.
Huanzhu pushed Hongzhu, whose face was filled with tears after reading the letter, and asked anxiously, "What happened?"
"Huafengdu."
Hongzhu closed her eyes weakly. They had been working hard for fourteen years, but they still failed.
God, this thief, can't tolerate the Li family so much!
Huanzhu took the letter, glanced at it, and fell silent when he saw the contents of the letter.
Although she has never met the deputy poster Hua, she knows that sister Hongzhu, her brother and deputy poster Hua have all grown up together since childhood. They have a deep relationship and are as close as brothers.
If my brother knew the news, he would probably be even more sad.
However.
There were only three trust eagles that flew out from Yanyu Tower, and they flew to Nanling, Yuzhou City and Dashang Capital City respectively without informing Li Ziye who was still on the battlefield.
Yanyu Tower.
Li Qingzhi stood alone in front of the high seat. Beside him, there was no longer the figure in red from the past.
From now on, no one will share the loneliness of being so cold at high places.
In front of the high seat, Li Qingzhi's eyes became even colder, and he couldn't see a trace of human warmth.
Brother, I'm sorry, I can't tell you about your sister Hua for the time being.
You are the helmsman of the Li family. You must always keep a clear mind and find the way forward for the Li family. You must not be emotional for a moment.
The battlefield is ruthless, so be careful yourself.
Shijiang City.
The fine steel fan flew past, transformed into nineteen, and after a moment, merged into one again.
In the courtyard, Li Ziye's figure passed by at an extremely fast speed, changing the situation between reality and reality unpredictably.
Not long after.
King Donglin walked towards him and stopped when he saw the commoner Hou practicing martial arts in the courtyard.
This commoner is really diligent.
As soon as I have time, I start practicing martial arts. At such an age, it is really not luck to have a cultivation level in the middle of the Fourth Realm.
soon.
Li Ziye stopped, stretched out his hand to hold the fine steel fan that flew back, looked at the man not far away, bowed politely, and said, "King Donglin."
"Buyihou, His Majesty's imperial edict has been delivered."
Donglin Wang Zhengse said, "From today on, the Qingyu Army and the original defenders of Shijiang City will be under your command. In addition, there are 30,000 reinforcements on the way, and they will also be under the command of Buyi Marquis."
When Li Ziye heard this, his eyes narrowed, and he saluted the person in front of him again and said, "Thank you, King Donglin."
There are 20,000 remnants of the Qingyu Army, plus the original defenders of Shijiang City and 30,000 local reinforcements, totaling 60,000 people.
He originally had 5,000 Rakshasa cavalry in his hands, but when he was full, the number would reach nearly 70,000.
Each Martial King of Dashang basically had this many troops under his direct control.
Of course, the troops in the hands of each King Wu were elites from the Great Shang Dynasty and were not comparable to the local garrison.
That’s all, you won’t become fat in one bite, just take it step by step.
"You're welcome, Lord Buyi."
King Donglin looked at the person in front of him and said seriously, "The situation in Dashang is unfavorable now. I hope that the Marquis of Buyi can give everyone a surprise like he did in the Western Region."
"We must try our best." Li Ziye responded seriously.
"Dashang has reached a critical moment of life and death."
King Donglin sighed deeply and said, "However, the most dangerous person now is not us, but King Zhongwu and His Highness Eleven."
"Baidi City was lost, the transportation of food and fodder was blocked, and reinforcements were unable to arrive in time."
Li Ziye revealed the key point in one sentence, saying, "To resolve the crisis faced by His Highness Eleven and others, we must hold back the Mobei cavalry in Baidi City so that His Highness Eleven and others have time to retreat to the hinterland of Dashang."
"There are 160,000 Mobei cavalry in Baidi City. We cannot hold them back with our current strength."
King Donglin said truthfully, "His Majesty's will is for us to persist for a few days. King Guanshan's 90,000 troops will arrive soon."
"King of Guanshan?"
When Li Ziye heard this, he looked startled and said, "Don't the Wu Clan in Southern Xinjiang always have troops on the border and may invade at any time?"
"I don't know the specific situation. Your Majesty probably wants to negotiate peace with the Wu clan."
King Donglin guessed, "After all, the biggest threat now is the Eight Tribes of Mobei. The Wu Clan can only give some benefits and find a way to stabilize it."
"I'm afraid it won't be easy."
Li Ziye said in a concentrated voice, "The Wu clan has a special geographical area that is easy to defend and difficult to attack. If I were the Witch Queen, I would definitely not let go of this opportunity to destroy the Great Shang. If I failed, the Great Shang would be relieved. Due to geographical reasons, I would not miss the chance to destroy the Great Shang.
It is impossible to attack the Wu Clan on a large scale, but if it succeeds, the Wu Clan can take the opportunity to reap huge rewards, take a small amount of risk, and gain huge benefits. No matter how you calculate it, it is a business worth taking a chance on."
Everyone in the world is interested in making a living, and the Wu clan is no exception. Opportunities to attack merchants do not come often in the world. What's more, the current situation of big merchants is in danger, which is a good opportunity to add insult to injury.
"It's really not easy."
King Donglin looked helpless and replied, "It depends on how the imperial court and the Wu Clan negotiate. As long as the Witch Queen of the Wu Clan is willing to meet our envoy, there will be a chance for negotiation."
"Who is the envoy?" Li Ziye asked curiously.
"I don't know."
King Donglin shook his head and said, "Your Majesty's decree did not say so."
Great Shang Capital, Liyuan.
A servant from the palace arrived and invited the Li family and Master Li to come into the palace to meet the saint.
Emperor Shang summoned him, so he returned the pearl without any further delay. He followed the palace servants to the Great Shang Palace.
Shouan Hall.
Huanzhu came, entered the palace, and bowed respectfully.
"Professor Li, sit down."
Emperor Shang looked at the person in front of him with a kind expression.
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Huanzhu stood up and stepped forward.
To be continued...