"In fact, it was a lie that Qin State destroyed Han. The main reason was that the king ceded two hundred miles of land and wanted to go back on it. Therefore, he wanted to take back two hundred miles of land, even Nanyang, which angered Qin State.
The current situation.”
In the army outside Xinzheng City, I don't know when, such words began to spread, and it seems that the spread has noses and eyes. After careful inquiry, it is very reasonable.
It seems to be true. Since the king went to Wancheng and returned, he began to prepare for war. Doesn't he have the intention of going back on his word? Otherwise, how could he recruit more soldiers?
Now that winter has finally passed, although spring is not far away, there are not many charcoal fires in the military camp. Several times of urging, there has been no response. There are rumors that the food and grass in Xinzheng will not last long.
"Do you know?"
"The King of Han is currently singing, dancing and drinking in the palace. He doesn't care about their food, grass and baggage. Moreover, the officials in the city are doing better than the last, so he left me to suffer in the military camp."
Rumors came out one after another. At first, I could still find the one who said it first, but later, when it spread throughout the entire military camp, even the garrison generals were helpless.
Inside the military camp, the soldiers had not smelled the aroma of meat for a month. For this reason, everyone asked for orders to retreat to Xinzheng, where they could enjoy a period of peace and stability, and then go out again when the Qin army actually attacked.
Anyway, there are still 100,000 elite soldiers on both sides of the Lishui River, so there will be no problem.
The garrison general Han Qiu had no choice but to report the news to Han Wangan.
However, the king's letter had just been uploaded, and there were instructions issued. No matter what, the troops could not be withdrawn. This made it even more helpless.
According to the military principles of castle defense, the best strategy is to garrison troops outside the city to defend against the enemy.
Really retreating into the city circle and relying on the city wall to defend it is always a last resort. After all, South Korea has the foundation of military struggle among great powers, and everyone above and below understands such basic procedures.
Han Wangan also had military merit back then, and he also understood this clearly. The three lines of defense must exist now no matter what, otherwise, he will feel uneasy when sleeping at night.
Han Qiu also understood, but he also understood the current situation in the army.
Within a few days, the already very weak grain and grass transportation was inexplicably interrupted. Fresh grain and grass were not delivered for several days, and even the poorest quality charcoal was gone.
There was no charcoal and food, and under the cold weather, the defenders outside Xinzheng complained even more and wanted to return to Xinzheng. Thousands of soldiers surrounded the Chinese shogunate every day, and there was a strong tendency to mutiny and flee.
In the beginning, if you kill the chicken to scare the monkeys, you can still maintain stability for three to five days.
Later, it became unstable no matter what, and if they were not allowed to return to Xinzheng, the soldiers would flee.
For this reason, Han Qiu was so frightened that he consulted his staff advisor Mr. Wei Zhuang and had no choice but to order a withdrawal.
Unexpectedly, when they returned to the city, the general of the garrison did not open the city gate. In an instant, the soldiers outside the city became even more furious, shouting curses everywhere, and in some cases, arrows flew up to the archery tower.
Under such pressure, the city gates opened with a rumble, and the soldiers entered Xinzheng with loud curses.
"Your Majesty, the nearly 100,000 defenders outside the city will enter the city in batches."
Han Qiu looked a little ugly. Although he was a garrison general and had been promoted to a general, but now he had no food, no food, no pay, no charcoal, what could he do.
If you want to make an army of soldiers obey, if you can't even fill their stomachs, what's the use?
In the west palace of the royal city, Han Wangan looked back at Han Wangan anxiously. On the left and right sides, important civil and military ministers were lined up. The number of people was much smaller, and they were already only a handful. Seeing this, he also sighed.
"Prince, what can you do to gather food and grass?"
Han Wangan, who had been losing a lot of energy and energy recently, looked at Han Yu with a pale expression. In the palace, there was no one on sick leave except his grandson Zhang Liang.
Yu also knew a lot about the situation in the army. Food, grass, charcoal and other supplies were beginning to be in short supply. This was because he was the first to supply the 100,000 elite soldiers on both sides of the Mishui River and neglected the soldiers outside the city.
But the second line of defense does not exist. If the Qin army attacks and is defeated in one battle, it will go straight to Xinzheng.
"Father, the only plan now is to ask the six countries of Shandong for help with food, grass and supplies. They are not willing to send troops immediately, so it is okay to get food, grass and other supplies."
The prince Han Yu also looked a little unhappy. As the prince of South Korea, he was very aware of the current situation in South Korea. In addition, his father's recent neglect of government affairs and unwillingness to care about the government made the situation even more worrying.
"Well, I'll leave this matter to you."
Han Wangan nodded weakly.
Immediately after the court meeting ended, Prince Han Yu ordered Zhang Liang to personally carry the king's book to the five countries, hoping to obtain food and grass.
A month has passed.
Zhang Liang came back from the Five Kingdoms, looking extremely ugly.
Zhao Guo shied away, saying that as long as South Korea has no worries in the war, there will be an endless supply of food, grass, and soldiers.
The state of Wei was like this, the state of Yan was like this, the state of Qi didn't care at all, and the state of Chu was the same.
In the house in Beicheng, people from Liusha gathered together, and the atmosphere of silence became stronger and stronger.
All external channels have been blocked by the Qin State. People can go out, but it is impossible to transport anything in.
The night before spring.
The three members of the Duan clan of Yingchuan all left Xinzheng and returned to their own fiefdoms. Now the situation in Xinzheng is getting worse and worse. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that since the Qin State has a commitment to the three Yingchuan clans, they will naturally return.
When the news came out, the whole Xinzheng was united. Han Wangan was even more furious and wanted to arrest and kill the members of the three tribes.
Unfortunately, the people of the three tribes spent a lot of money and disappeared with a large amount of property in Xinzheng. No matter how they were traced, there was no trace of anything. The report was that on the day of departure, it rained heavily and the road could not be seen clearly.
When the news spread, the remaining royal nobles and old gentry in Xinzheng began to flee again.
There was no way to catch him, and the investigation was unclear. Every incident that fell upon Han Wangan's ears was so powerless and helpless. Han Wangan sighed, and Kaifangdi's condition became more and more serious.
There was no Kaidi, there was only the prince, and in addition there were ministers who lacked hands in the Xinzheng temple, there were huge problems in the normal political operation.
"If heaven destroys Han, how can it make Han become a great country?"
"If heaven does not destroy Han, how can Xinzheng be what it is today?"
Han Wangan looked sad and led the prince to grieve in the Ancestral Temple. Could it be that the name of Jin Han was really going to disappear.
"Father, Ninth Brother and Honglian are here."
At some point, Prince Han Yu bowed his hands beside King Han An and spoke softly.
"Let them in."
Han Wangan had no time to think about it at the moment. He sighed and waved his hands.
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"Marquis Wu Zhen, the scouts have come to report that the 100,000 elite Korean soldiers on both sides of the Mishui River are now experiencing a shortage of food and grass."
"Inside Xinzheng, there is already a shortage. Coupled with the flight of nobles and chaotic rumors, Ye Teng believes that the time has come to destroy Korea!"
In the side hall of the house where Zhou Qing was in Wancheng, winter was gradually fading away, and spring was coming soon. The time spent waiting for such an event seemed... the final fighting chance finally became apparent.
The channels from South Korea to the five countries in Shandong have been controlled by them. Since last winter, no grain has entered South Korea. For this reason, Luo Yu has been constantly fighting with farmers, Mohists, and people from hundreds of schools.
Although there were a lot of losses, they were all wandering swordsmen, so they were harmless, and the results achieved were gratifying.
"Now is not the best time."
"Wait another month, when the spring dawns and the willows are green, it will be time to send out the army to destroy Korea in one fell swoop!"
Zhou Qing shook his head. At this time, although South Korea had little food and grass, and the country was in political chaos, it could still fight hard. Just like the Qi State back then, the more powerful it was under pressure, the more powerful it would be.
Now, if we wait for more than a month, the last bit of energy in South Korea can be worn away. In this way, South Korea's stability can be destroyed.
"Here!"
Ye Teng had no doubt that the main reason for coming today was that the generals in the army felt that the war planes had arrived and they could send out troops. Since Marquis Wu Zhen made such a decision, there was nothing wrong with it, so he bowed his hands and left.
"Sir, can we return to Xianyang in more than a month?"
After more than a month, a war broke out. As expected, South Korea could be destroyed. In this way, the nearly one year stay in Nanyang could be over, and Yun Shu could return to his mansion in Xianyang. Yun Shu was a little happy.
"It depends on one battle, and that battle should be quick!"
Zhou Qing is very confident about the battle that will take place in more than a month. Today, South Korea has little to rely on, and the reinforcements from Shandong countries also need South Korea to be able to support them.
It is absolutely impossible for South Korea to sustain it.
When Xinzheng came to Xiangguo, Zhang Kai was seriously ill and was about to die. There was no one left who could shoulder the burden of the temple. There was no one in the temple and the military was weak. How could they resist?
"Son."
Make tea with jade and serve it with bare hands.
Ever since she returned from her mother's place last time, she seemed to have something on her mind. However, the tranquility lingering around her body did not show it to the outside. However, it was very obvious in Zhou Qing's eyes.
"Nongyu, are you thinking about your aunt?"
In the royal city of Xinzheng, South Korea, Hu Meiren and Nongyu's mother were sisters. They had formed a shallow bond after Xinzheng's death. Now that South Korea is about to be destroyed, if nothing else, everyone in the royal city will be like in the annals of history.
What is said.
Or kill!
Or let the soldiers plunder you!
Or fill the Xianyang harem!
"Young Master Ming Jian."
Nongyu looked stunned, she didn't expect that the young master actually knew that the last time he went to see his mother, she heard her mention this matter. This time, the young master was the one who destroyed the leader of Han Dynasty. If he protected his hands, it would be easy to save his aunt.
My mother and my aunt have known each other for many years, and she certainly doesn't want her to end up like that.
"When the vassal states in the past dynasties were destroyed, many members of the royal family fled and hid their names in the Xia Dynasty."
"I think Hu Meiren should be like this too."
Zhou Qing smiled slightly, took the tea from Nong Yu, and responded that it was up to him to change the matter.
"This..., thank you sir."
Nongyu's eyebrows suddenly flashed with joy. She was stunned for a moment, and then she understood the master's intention. In this case, she thought that when the time came, she could also report back to her mother to express her thoughts.