"Wenruo, Wenhe, in your opinion, is it possible for Han Fei to be loyal to me, the Tang Dynasty?"

Thinking of Han Fei's talent, Fang Li was still unwilling to accept it. "Han Wu called him and whispered him. If he saw that my Tang Dynasty became a martial arts master and I treated him sincerely, could he break his heart back?"

Xun Yu and Jia Xu looked at each other and smiled bitterly: "Forgive me, I will say frankly that as long as South Korea has a breath, Han Fei will not be able to rebel against Han. Recommended: Fenghuo Xiu's new work "Sword Comes" http://m./0_1/"

"It's a pity that I can't use it for my own use." Fang Li sighed, then immediately calmed down his mood and said to Jia Xu, "Let's start, let the inner guard spread the news of Han Fei's loyalty and courageousness in South Korea. At the same time, treat me courtesy to him and give Han Wu a lot of information and ideas."

Jia Xu held his fists and agreed, retreated and prepared.

Xun Yu was also ready to leave, but seeing that Fang Li seemed to have something to say, he took the initiative to ask: "What are the lords's orders?"

Fang Li seemed to be very hesitant, and thought about it again and again, and finally said: "You have accompanied Han Fei around these days, letting him see the superiority of various systems of the Tang Dynasty. I still can't bear to give up on him like this."

Once Han was destroyed, he would have a real national hatred and family hatred with Han Fei, and it would be even more difficult to surrender.

The lord loves talent as his destiny, and Xun Yu was also very comforted and happily accepted the order.

There are ten days left before the child's full moon gift, and twenty days left after the plan to attack Han. Fang Li raised his eyes and looked at the dazzling sunshine: "Han Fei, don't force me."

The next day, after halfway through Mao, Sun Ce knocked on Han Fei's door on time. After a while, the door opened from the inside, and a little boy with a book boy looked out: "Who is coming? My master is still resting, no guests!"

The little boy only showed half of his head, with his eyebrows and eyes straight, and his attitude was very rude.

Don't want to worry too much about a child who is protecting him, Sun Ce smiled slightly and shouted in a loud voice: "Please inform me, and I will say that Sun Ce, the captain of the Pinglu of the Tang Dynasty, came to see General Han Fei!"

Unexpectedly, the man opened his mouth and shouted. Hearing a slight sound from inside, the boy stomped his feet hatefully, glared at Sun Ce, and closed the door suddenly.

Sun Ce waited patiently, and sure enough, the door opened again in less than half a cup of tea. This time, the well-dressed Han Fei appeared in front of the door.

"My family is rude, please forgive me." Han Fei bowed slightly, "Is it because of the instructor of Master Tang who came so early?"

He was polite to the party, but he had no intention of inviting him in. Sun Ce did not disgrace at all, and said with his fists: "The last general is hereby order from the lord, and he specially invited General Han to visit the camp in Gancheng."

"Gancheng Camp?" Han Fei asked in confusion, "Isn't this a place for your country to train troops? Why do you want Han Fei, a foreign minister, to see it?"

Sun Ce smiled and said, "General Han is not only a minister of South Korea, but also a military advisor of the Tang Dynasty. Naturally, there is nothing to be seen."

Even though he knew that this was Fang Li's way of buying people's hearts, Han Fei could not help but feel aroused. If he had not been determined to be loyal to his mother country for the rest of his life, Han Fei would have probably been trapped in Fang Li's special treatment again and again.

Han Fei intended to refuse, but Sun Ce's attitude was very firm. In addition, Han Fei actually wanted to take this opportunity to find out the truth of the Tang army. After several pushes, he finally agreed.

On this side, Han Fei and Sun Ce had just stepped out of the gate of the inn to go straight to Gancheng. On the other side, the inner guard disguised as a Korean soldier had rushed to South Korea. He was holding a secret letter written in the name of the deputy envoy of South Korea. His handwriting was written by a special imitation expert, and he could definitely be fake and real.

On this day, Gancheng Camp welcomed a special guest. He was neither a general who came to guide martial arts and tactics, nor a civil servant who came to inspect, but an envoy from South Korea.

It is said that this envoy was not only a Han official, but also a Tang Dynasty official, and the soldiers were confused. Can this minister serve the two masters at the same time?

But General Gao Shun repeatedly emphasized that he could not be embarrassed in front of this envoy, so the soldiers tried their best to train and swear to let the Korean man see the power of the Tang army.

The gate of Gancheng slowly opened, and Sun Ce led Han Fei into the horse, pointing at the surrounding buildings while introducing:

"This is the first place to climb the camp. The soldiers of this camp do not learn to ride horses, nor can they use bows and arrows. They act in the way of siege every day, and are not afraid of death. They are rushing forward during the siege war. As long as they can climb the city wall first, they can upgrade to three levels in a row and bounty countless gold and silver."

Not far away, the soldiers could be heard shouting and killing. Not long after walking, Han Fei saw thousands of Tang soldiers in yellow robe and black armor holding their shields high and rushing towards the tall city wall opposite under the leadership of a powerful general.

The city wall was three meters high and the city tower was ten meters wide. Thousands of Tang soldiers dressed up on it were using arrow crossbows and hollow rolling wood. They saw that they had no lethality. "Stones" were used to greet the comrades under the city.

Looking closely, the Tang army sieges were wrapped in red cloth strips on their arms, while the defenders were blue.

"Person Sun, is this a practical exercise?" Han Fei stopped his horse and frowned in disapproval, "It's too much of a joke."

Sun Ce was very interested in seeing it. He heard Han Feixiang ask and explain with a smile: "Return to General Han, this is not a practical exercise, it is just a playful play for the soldiers when they are resting."

"Fun?" Han Fei looked at the hideous faces and soldiers who rolled down from the ladder at all times, almost falling to pieces. "If Captain Sun doesn't want to explain, don't fool Han Fei like this."

"The last general dare not fool Shangguan." Sun Ce bowed his hand and pointed to the camp where smoke rose from behind the battlefield. "This is indeed a game that can be played every day. The offense and defense are rotated every day. The loser is responsible for washing dishes and pots for the chefs and helping the victorious comrades wash the smelly socks."

Indeed, if it is training, those playful rolling stones are useless at all. The real siege is comparable to a meat grinder. Both cruelty and oppression are more than ten times more than the scene in front of you. This kind of training is useless except wasting time.

"Is even playing fighting?" Han Fei sighed, "Person Sun, the morale of the army is available."

Sun Ce nodded proudly, turned his head and said, "Walking forward is the base of the camp, General Han asks you."

When he arrived at the camp, the air became even more solemn. Five thousand warriors gathered on the school ground. Gao Shun stood on the platform with a sharp stern and shouted: "Start!"

With a sound, five thousand soldiers immediately scattered in groups. One of them clenched their fists and stood there with wide eyes. One of them suddenly drew their swords out of the sheath. The cold blade almost wiped the eyelashes of their comrades, but both of them were not blinking.

Han Fei could see that he was sweating coldly: "What is this?"

"The warriors in the formation are the sharpest giant axes in the Tang Dynasty, and they fight hard every battle." Sun Ce's expression became serious, "According to General Gao Shun, familiarity with the fear of the weapons passing by in front of him can help the soldiers survive."

"Go to the camp first, get into the camp." Han Fei murmured and repeated these two names, "The Tang army won every battle, and there is indeed a reason."

Sun Ce smiled and did not tell Han Fei that the camp was newly established and had never participated in a battle.

For five consecutive days, Han Fei visited the training in Gancheng camp under the leadership of Sun Ce. The various tricks on the first day were just an exception. The soldiers' training was boring and hard, but Han Fei was extremely focused and silently evaluated the combat power of the Tang army in his heart.

Even if half of the 300,000 armored forces in the Tang Kingdom can reach this point, let alone South Korea, I am afraid that only the troops of Qi, Chu and Qin can match it.

Han Fei was invincible brainwashed by the Tang army, and the eight hundred miles of the inner guards had arrived in Handu. At this time, the rumors about Han Fei were already well-known in South Korea, and even the children in the general corner sang songs praising Han Fei's wisdom and courage.

That night, Han Wu sat in the study, with Gong Zhong presenting the legends about Han Fei from all over Korea. Although they were different, they all emphasized how wise it was for Han Fei to suggest sending troops to support the Tang Kingdom.

The wise advice of Han Fei was praised. In comparison, of course, he was the monarch who denied Han Fei's advice and insisted on cutting off contact with the Tang Kingdom.

"Hmph, what a Han Fei." Han Wu put down the letter, his face so gloomy that it could drip out of water. "I just re-activated him. In just a few days, I have become my great savior in Korea. Where is this place!"

Gong Zhong was anxious and was about to explain for Han Fei, but another servant walked into the hall quickly and quietly handed Han Wu a letter: "Lord, letter from the Tang Kingdom."

"Tang Kingdom? Could it be that Han Fei wrote it?" Han Wu took the letter suspiciously. As soon as he read two lines, he slapped the table with anger, "What does Han Fei mean? Do you want to choose another wise master!"

Gong Zhong was stunned and asked carefully: "Lord, what is said in the letter?"

Han Wu asked the servant to hand the letter to Gong Zhong, and waved impatiently: "You can see it yourself!"

Gong Zhong looked at the letter at a glance, and became more and more frightened as he read it. In the end, he was sweating heavily and couldn't help but say, "Lord, Mr. Han Fei will never do this. Is there any misunderstanding?"

"Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding?" Han Wu laughed furiously, "Even the secret Gancheng camp can be visited. What misunderstandings do you think I have?"

"Master, Mr. Han Fei is loyal to Da Han, and he should be the most clear." Gong Zhong persuaded with great sincerity, "Seeking the Gancheng Camp may be just a disagreement plan used by Fang Li!"

"Han Fei is loyal to Korea, I have never doubted it." Han Wu slowly turned his head to look at Gong Zhong's eyes, his eyes were cold, "But he is not so sure whether Han Fei is loyal to me."

"Master?!" Gong Zhong's whole body trembled, and he looked at Han Wu with a sinister expression in disbelief. "Master, wisely, Han Fei served his lord for many years, and he could not have a second intention! This must be the conspiracy of Fang Lilijian's monarch and ministers!" Find this site to search for "cm" or enter the website:
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