Soon, the messenger sent the information over again. The Taifu was stunned for a moment after reading it.
"Your Majesty, according to our report from hiding in Juyong Pass, Zhao Xiaole did not go back yesterday!"
"Wait a minute, could it be that he...?"
Yesterday, Zhao Xiaole went all the way south. He thought it was rainy and the road was slippery, so the other party deliberately spared him the long journey.
But he didn't go back last night.
There is only one possibility.
The Taifu raised his head in disbelief and looked at the King of Minnan, "Your Majesty, is it possible that Zhao Xiaole wants to cut off the barbarians' retreat on his own?"
After thinking of this possibility, the Minnan King was also stunned.
If the information is true, then it is only possible that Zhao Xiaole went south alone.
In addition to cutting off the barbarians' retreat.
What else can he do if he goes south?
But he only has two thousand people!
These few men and horses are not enough to fill the teeth of the barbarians!
The King of Southern Fujian made some preparations and immediately ordered: "Go and pass on my order to have one hundred thousand soldiers and horses in Southern Fujian set off immediately and station themselves near Yecheng!"
The Taifu asked worriedly: "Your Majesty, are we going to join forces with Zhao Xiaole to attack Yecheng?"
The King of Minnan shook his head and said: "No, we will not attack Yecheng. When Zhao Xiaole fails to attack Yecheng, we will take the opportunity to rescue him."
"As long as he gives me the firearms and the Yungui bamboo, I can attack Yecheng and cut off the barbarians' escape route."
The Minnan King's move was very clever.
Deploying the army to the vicinity of Yecheng gave Zhao Xiaole hope, and when Zhao Xiaole was defeated, he comforted him with kind words and made promises.
Don't worry about not having access to those firearms.
And with those bamboos from the Yunnan-Guizhou generation, he no longer had to worry about the barbarians attacking the city.
It can be said to be a good strategy that kills three birds with one stone.
Upon hearing this, the Taifu immediately reminded: "Your Majesty, there are 50,000 barbarian troops stationed in Yecheng."
"If the war reaches a stalemate and Saihan leads the barbarians to fight back, how will we resist?"
The King of Minnan sneered, "When did I say that I would really attack Yecheng? As long as we deceive Zhao Xiaole's bamboo and firearms, we will have the power to protect ourselves in front of the barbarians. By then,"
"Even if the barbarians want to cause trouble in the Heavenly Palace, as long as they do not invade my territory, I will let them go."
Only then did a smile appear on Taifu's face, "Your Majesty, this move of yours is really too high."
"Even though Zhao Xiaole has great power, he is too greedy for power and has taken the initiative. In the end, he will still be manipulated by the prince."
When the King of Minnan heard this, he laughed loudly: "Actually, this prince is also a generation of talents. It's a pity that he still doesn't recognize his own strength. With two thousand cavalry, he just wants to break through the fifty thousand barbarians defending the city."
"How is this possible?"
"Now that he has come to southern Fujian, I must teach him a lesson. In this world, he is not just a young boy who can do whatever he wants."
After the Minnan King finished speaking, he suddenly fell silent and couldn't help but sigh heavily.
The flatterers standing by were puzzled and asked: "Why does the prince sigh?"
The King of Minnan snorted and said: "If Jingyang hadn't been besieged on all sides, Zhao Xiaole could have completely defeated the barbarians with just these bamboos. At that time, I would have had to send troops. There would be two situations!"
"It's just a pity that Zhao Xiaole was born at the wrong time!"
The Taifu smiled and said: "A saint is helpless when he is born at the wrong time, let alone Zhao Xiaole? It's just that destiny chose the prince."
There really is no one else who can flatter me like this.
Others also followed suit.
The King of Minnan no longer had any doubts and laughed loudly, "Okay, since it is destiny, then go to Yecheng with me!"
"I want to tell you in advance that you are not allowed to smile when you see Zhao Xiaole's depressed look. Do you understand?"
However, it still attracted a lot of laughter.
…
Yecheng is in sight in the distance.
Zhao Xiaole stationed all his troops in the mountains and forests to avoid being noticed by the barbarians.
But the autumn rain keeps falling.
The hillside was not only muddy but also slippery.
It was extremely difficult for the cavalry to walk.
What made the soldiers even more angry was that Zhao Xiaole refused to abandon the carriage. He had no choice but to reach a difficult section of the road.
The soldiers had to go down and push the cart.
By this time, it was almost dark.
The soldiers had been rained all day and night.
They were clammy and cold.
Now, I have to hide in the wet and muddy mountain forest and rest on the ground.
In order to avoid being discovered by the enemy.
They can't light a fire.
I could only take cold water and eat cold dry food.
Fortunately, it’s just autumn.
If it were winter, the soldiers might rebel.
Inside the carriage.
The queen, who had been sleeping all day, was still sleeping.
Who makes this weather so comfortable?
Not sleeping is a waste.
Not only did someone help her push the carriage, there were also people who helped her massage.
She could even imagine the mentality of the soldiers who were soaked in the rain outside. Fortunately, she was sensible and held back her moans throughout the process.
Otherwise, there will definitely be a tragedy in which the Sixth Army has no choice but to die in a hurry.
Zhao Xiaole is still thinking about the map.
Along the way, he gained a lot of information by attacking the barbarian scouts and patrol teams.
He led the pair of cavalrymen to the vicinity of Yecheng without much trouble.
There is no way, being able to read other people's memories is like opening up a bright map for Zhao Xiaole. He can only see other people, but they can't find him.
Therefore, he felt as if he was in a deserted place along the way.
Under the eyes of the barbarians, they reached the mountains and forests behind Yecheng.
A sudden attack from this position would require 10,000 troops and siege equipment.
Zhao Xiaole would order the siege without hesitation.
Unfortunately, he didn't.
Yecheng not only has high walls, but also has a wide moat.
Even if the King of Minnan's 100,000 soldiers and horses attack at the same time, they will not be able to win it in a day or two.
This city was lost in the first place because the King of Southern Fujian did not understand the power of Pixiu, so it was lost.
In history, the barbarians' several expeditions to the north did not stop here.
If he wants to regain Yecheng, he has to outsmart him; he can't attack by force.
After the Empress woke up, she glanced at him and said with a smile: "Zhao Xiaole, have you come up with any clever ideas?"
"I am still waiting to fulfill your promise."
Zhao Xiaole had not yet answered. At this time, soldiers from outside came to report that the troops of the King of Southern Fujian had arrived nearby.
Hearing this, Zhao Xiaole opened the curtain and went out to take a look.
From the mountains and forests, you can indeed see a faint fire shining in the distance, but it is far away from Yecheng and there is no intention of attacking.
Zhao Xiaole just glanced at it, then sneered and lowered the curtain, telling the soldiers to continue to be alert and wait until dark for action.
The Queen was confused and said: "The King of Minnan seems to want to join forces with you. Isn't this your original plan?"
However, Zhao Xiaole knew very well that the King of Southern Fujian was a person who had no profit and could not afford to be early.
He must have seen the effects of firearms and those bamboos.
Zhao Xiaole could not give it to him, nor did he intend to cooperate with him.
He had already made up his mind that since the Minnan King was so stubborn, he should leave him with a lesson he would never forget.