King Yan sat high on the stage, surrounded by purple and red smoke. The copper lamp wrapped with fire cloth next to it emitted light, and the burning dragon paste inside made a "sizzling" sound, and a strange fragrance filled the palace.
King Yan opened his eyes and scanned the fragments of rubble inlaid in the palace.
The fragments of gravel, with light and shadow visible, are like bronze mirrors, reflecting countless distorted figures of King Yan.
"Didn't show up."
A flash of disappointment flashed in Yan Wangxi's eyes.
This is the palace of King Yan on Tongxia Terrace.
Legend has it that our ancestor King Zhao once met the goddess on this platform.
The goddess walked out of the smooth gravel mirror and walked around the stage with King Yan Zhao, playing and playing.
From time to time, the sound of phoenixes and phoenixes is heard, like the harmonious singing of harps and harps, and the divine light shines like the sun and moon.
There are evergreen trees planted on the platform, with leaves like lotus flowers, fragrance like osmanthus, and flowers that match the colors of the four seasons.
King Yan Zhao had the help of the goddess and the support of heroes and heroes, and he managed the weak Yan country to be strong and glorious.
Leyi led the southern expedition and destroyed more than 70 cities in Qi, shocking the princes.
Qin launched an eastward campaign, driving out the Eastern Hu and forcing North Korea to expand its territory for more than 2,000 miles.
That was the most glorious and peak moment of the Yan Kingdom, and he became one of the seven heroes of the Warring States Period.
This made the succeeding generations of Yan kings fascinated, wishing that this thing would happen to them. They inherited it from generation to generation, and would sit high on the Tongxia platform when nothing happened, waiting for their own goddess to appear.
King Xi of Yan was no exception. Wang Jian was stationed in Zhongshan and could cross the Yi River to attack Yan at any time. This made him very worried, but as a king he couldn't show it, so he could only come to Tongxiatai to meditate and entertain himself every day.
"If I can meet a goddess and get the help of immortals and gods, I will be able to destroy Qin in one fell swoop just like King Zhao destroyed Qi."
"It's a pity that the goddess has no trace and is difficult to trace. However, the alchemists recently said that there is a sacred mountain in the sea. If someone can be sent to float across the sea, they may be able to climb the sacred mountain and obtain the elixir of immortality."
King Yan was delighted when he thought of this, his eyebrows widened and the corners of his mouth widened. The matter of Qin's army had been forgotten.
At this moment, a series of rapid footsteps came, awakening King Yan Xi from his beautiful illusion.
"Why is it so hasty?"
King Yan stopped laughing and frowned as he looked at Yan Dan who strode into the palace.
This son gave him a lot of trouble.
Yan Dan quickly walked into the palace and saw that his father was still sitting high in the smoke. He must have been here again in a daze waiting for the goddess.
"Did Wang Jian launch the attack?"
King Yan was pleased to see that his son's expression was not very good. His heart skipped a beat and he asked the question first.
Yan Dan shook his head and said: "Father, the army under Wang Jian has not moved and is still huddled in the Zhongshan camp."
King Yan frowned and said, "That being the case, there is nothing to panic about. As long as Wang Jian does not cross the Yi River, our country, Yan, will be at peace with him."
"Father, something happened in Liaodong!"
Yan Dan gritted his teeth and said.
They were previously afraid of Wang Jian's attack, so they not only recruited middle school men to join the army, but also called back tens of thousands of Liaodong border troops, preparing to fight Wang Jian to the death.
According to King Yan's idea, they only need to concentrate their troops in Wuyang City, the lower capital, rely on the fortress that has been in operation for hundreds of years and the Yishui flowing in front of the city, and wait for the Qin army to take the initiative to attack.
The weather is cold and the ground is freezing, the city walls are strong, and the soldiers are united. No matter how famous you are, Wang Jian, if you get to the foot of Wuyang City, he will break his sword and sink in the sand, and the exhaustion will kill you.
Unexpectedly, Wang Jian didn't go as planned. He couldn't move out all winter and just trained his soldiers in the camp every day. This made it difficult for Prince Yan and his son to do anything.
They are now riding a tiger and it is difficult to get off, especially because the Liaodong Army has been transferred back for too long, and those guys who were driven to remote and wild places by the Yan Army have come out again.
Donghu, Gaoyi, Yi people, Qi people, and even Jizi North Korea, which had been severely beaten by Yan State, are also ready to make a move.
"Several cities have been plundered by the barbarians, and I heard that the Donghu tribes are gathering to seize Liaodong."
Yan Dan's words shocked King Yan.
Liaodong!
Although the climate in that place is severe and there are many barbarians, under the development of several generations of the Yan State, agriculture has improved. It is also rich in fish and salt, rich in furs, and has a vast terrain. It can be called the Yan State.
This is a very important backup storage place that must not be lost.
King Yanxi said with a solemn expression: "It seems that the war with Qin must be resolved as soon as possible. Please call all the generals here to discuss military matters."
"only."
Seeing Yan Dan walking out of the palace, King Yan completely woke up from his illusory dream.
He has been the King of Yan for twenty-eight years, and the things he has seen are far beyond Yan Dan.
"Spring Plowing."
He murmured and looked at the small tree planted on the platform, which was already full of green.
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Qin army camp.
"General, the king ordered us to defeat the Yan Kingdom and avenge the assassins. It has been several months now, but we have not even been able to defeat Yishui. How can we explain to the king!"
"Yes, the general used to pity his soldiers and did not want them to brave the cold winter to attack the fortified city. But now that the ice and snow have melted, it is time to send out troops to destroy the Yan Kingdom in one fell swoop, instead of sitting in the camp and wasting dozens of dollars every month.
Thousands of stones of food and grass!”
"The last general asked for orders to lead his army directly across Yishui and capture Wuyang City."
Xin Sheng, Qiang Yu, Li Xin and other generals gathered in the tent and urged Wang Jian to send troops.
Wang Jian, who was sitting in the upper position, had a smile on his face and watched the lieutenants blushing quietly as they spoke. After they finished speaking, he slowly said, "I understand your feelings, general."
"Several months have passed since His Majesty ordered the attack on Yan. However, we have not achieved any significant results and have wasted millions of stones on food and grass. You must be very anxious."
The generals nodded. As time passed, they spent more and more food and grass, but still couldn't get an inch of land. Anyone would be worried.
Wang Jian laughed and said, "But have you ever thought about it? You are anxious. King Yan, who lives in Jidu, is even more anxious than you!"
"My army of 100,000 is stationed in Zhongshan and consumes hundreds of thousands of dan of food and grass every month. What about the Yan State? Their soldiers gathered in Wuyang will not be less than ours. As far as I know, the King of Yan not only conscripted all the men in the country
, and also called back the Liaodong border troops. In addition, Zhao Jia also led his army, and all food was supplied by the Yan State. As a result, the Yan State consumes much more food and grass every month than we do!"
"Our Qin State has the land of Bashu, the fertile fields of Guanzhong, and sufficient grain and grass. There are at least a million stones of grain and grass stored in Xianyang warehouse, not to mention the rich warehouses in various places, which are enough to supply our army. On the other hand, the Yan State is located in a bitter cold place. Although there are
The surplus grain is not enough for this expenditure. The two armies are facing each other. In terms of consumption, can the Yan people consume more than me?"
"Not to mention, now that the ice and snow have disappeared, spring plowing is about to begin. If the confrontation continues, Yan State will have no time and manpower to cultivate the fields, and it will definitely be anxious."
Having said this, Wang Jian's old body burst out with confident vitality.
He said loudly: "Therefore, I believe that the Yan people will not continue to delay and will definitely invite our army to fight! There is no need to attack Wuyang City, they will come to invite us to fight."
"This is what the art of war says, strike after the enemy is behind!"
Just as he was talking, an envoy came into the camp to hand over a letter of war.
Wang Jian glanced at the silk and laughed, "It's coming soon."
"Records of Supplements": "The king sat on a platform connected to the clouds, also known as the Tongxia Terrace. He used dragon paste as a lamp, which shone for hundreds of miles. The smoke was red and purple. The people of the country looked at it and said it was auspicious. People worshiped it from a distance. The lamp was spread with fire.
There is a shining stone in Shanxi. If you remove the stone ten miles away, you can see the shadow of a person like a mirror. The broken stones can all illuminate people, and the mass is one foot square and weighs one or two. King Zhao pounded this stone into mud, and the mud was thick.
On the platform of Xia, the Queen Mother of the West often travels on this platform. There are always many luan and phoenixes cheering, like the harmonious singing of harp and harp, and the divine light shines like the sun and moon. On the left and right side of the platform, there are evergreen trees with leaves like lotus, fragrance like osmanthus, and flowers.