Huang Rong glared at him angrily, "Have you forgotten what you stole from Fu'er?"
Murong Fu was stunned. What could Miss Guo Fu have that he could steal? It was nothing more than a heart. What does this have to do with Mongolian masters sneaking into Xiangyang City?
Huang Rong rolled her eyes and said, "How many times did you send people out of the city to do things? How did you do it?"
Murong Fu suddenly realized, "Bai Diao, you mean..."
"That's right," Huang Rong nodded slightly, "The parents of the pair of white eagles originally came from the grassland, and were later domesticated by Brother Jing and I. This is an even easier task for Dayuan."
Murong Fu's face instantly became solemn. It was difficult for spies to detect him riding a white eagle in and out of Xiangyang City, because the eagle flew extremely high and far, especially at night. It was almost invisible and impossible to detect. This was something he had personally practiced.
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In addition, the Wolf League masters sneaking into Xiangyang City is not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing is that if Temujin comes out with an "air force", it will be a disaster for Xiangyang City. No matter how strong the fortress is, it will be a disaster.
It was broken from within.
Huang Rong seemed to see what he was thinking and pondered for a moment, "I know what you are worried about. This kind of sacred eagle is extremely rare and difficult to tame. It is impossible for Dayuan to have so many sacred eagles to transport large numbers of soldiers, but there are only a few.
Some experts can be sent in."
Murong Fu breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this. If he was just a master of the Wolf Alliance, he thought it would not be difficult to deal with it. As long as the army is stabilized, sacrificing a few martial arts people is nothing.
But in an instant, he was a little angry again. Zhao Min was complaining that Xiangyang City was high and the pool was deep, and the Wolf League masters couldn't get in. It turned out that he was just showing weakness. She had already calculated that even if the competition could not go smoothly, the Wolf League masters could easily sneak in.
Entering Xiangyang City, the martial arts competition was just to confuse the public.
After pondering for a while, he solemnly said, "Rong'er, please immediately notify the martial arts colleagues in the city and tell them that the hunting has officially begun. From today on, the four gates of Xiangyang City will be ajar, and martial arts practitioners in the city can come and go freely."
The so-called "half-open" actually means closing the main door and opening the small door, which is the same as the North Gate deliberately letting martial arts people into the city.
"This dead man actually called himself 'Rong'er' in front of outsiders." Huang Rong glanced at Wu Wei, her pretty face turned red, and she pretended to be angry, "Mr. Murong, please pay attention to your words. My surname is Huang."
It was a good thing that she didn't emphasize it. Once she emphasized it, Wu Wei's attention was immediately drawn. She was thinking about other things and didn't notice Murong Fu's name. When she heard what she said, she couldn't help but glance at the two of them suspiciously.
Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, feeling amused in his heart, but he had no intention of reminding her, "Oh, I made a mistake. Gang Leader Huang, could you please go and inform all the martial arts comrades?"
Huang Rong hesitated for a moment, "What about the generals? Unless these people have the army tied to their waists at all times, they will not be able to deal with those masters."
Murong Fu looked embarrassed when he heard this. This was indeed a problem. He deliberately let the martial arts people out of the city. In addition to assassinating the Mongolian officers, he also had the intention of protecting them. But he couldn't let out all the generals and officials, right?
Moreover, it is difficult to gather these people together for protection or to send people to protect them separately. The former is because they have to be stationed in various places or work in their respective yamen to maintain the operation of Xiangyang City. The latter is because the current turmoil in Xiangyang City has not been completely calmed down and the handling of Xiangyang City is difficult.
In a relatively sensitive period, sending people for protection will only make them feel that this is a kind of surveillance and control, which can easily lead to backlash.
"Perhaps... we can publish the assassination list." Wu Wei suddenly spoke.
Murong Fu frowned slightly, "Didn't that indirectly help Dayuan?"
Although he had promised Zhao Min that he would help her publicize it, when it comes to his own interests, he will naturally not be so stupid. Publishing the list now will only destabilize military morale and people's morale. Just imagine, after the list is published, it will certainly make people feel happy.
Although they are on guard, more people may give priority to their own lives, or find a place to hide, or flee Xiangyang City.
It's one thing to charge on the battlefield, but it's another thing to be alone and have your life threatened.
Wu Wei pondered for a long time and shook her head, "Anyway, you have told the story about the assassination, and the Mongolian masters have also started to take action. Rather than frightening the martial arts people in Xiangyang City, it is better to publish the list so that they can be prepared. In fact, even if you leave,
Losing a few people will not affect the overall situation."
"In addition, after the list is announced, you can generously send people to protect the officials and generals of Xiangyang City without any worries. Of course, this alone is not enough. If we can also get an assassination list from Mongolia, then
It’s even more perfect.”
Murong Fu couldn't help but his eyes lit up when he heard the last sentence. Yes, he always felt that there was something missing in this assassination competition. Isn't it just the assassination list? If he could get the assassination list from Mongolia, both lists would be announced at the same time.
This would more easily arouse the aggressiveness of the martial arts people, and Zhao Min's strategy would collapse invisibly.
The imagination is beautiful, but it is very difficult to implement. It is easy for the Mongolian army to obtain the list of Xiangyang City. As long as a spy sneaks in, it is not difficult to find out the martial arts people and officials in the city. But the Mongolian army is a whole.
Where can I find information about their generals?
As for the masters in the Wolf Alliance, although he knew a few, where could he check most of them, especially the masters from the Western Regions?
Thinking of this, he asked Huang Rong quietly, "Gang Leader Huang, I wonder if you have arranged for an undercover agent to break into the Mongolian army?"
Huang Rong's face was slightly stagnant, "This... I don't know if Mr. Lu has it, but it doesn't exist in the Beggar Clan."
"Then there are none!" Murong Fu was speechless. The two countries were fighting, but they didn't even send a single undercover agent. What's that? Look at Da Yuan. There are at least ten undercover agents in Xiangyang City.
In fact, this is incomparable. First of all, the Yuan Dynasty was very exclusive. Without more than ten or twenty years, no Han could hope to gain their trust. But twenty years ago, the Yuan Dynasty had not been established, and the Mongolian tribes had not yet been unified.
It's not as if Song Dynasty sent an undercover agent to spy on information after a long meal. At least the Emperor of Song Dynasty didn't have such far-reaching insights.
Temujin was ambitious and wanted to unify the world. This was a plan he had planned decades ago, so he had already sent undercover agents to infiltrate various countries before unifying the various tribes.
Murong Fu pondered for a while, "Forget it, I will figure this out myself. Gang Leader Huang, the assassination list will be announced when I get the list from Mongolia."
Huang Rong nodded and said nothing more.
After she left, Murong Fu asked pointedly, "Weier, what do you think of the Ezhou Army in Fancheng?"
Wu Wei gave him a faint look, "The little girl's surname is Wu."
Murong Fu's face was slightly dull. She had obviously seen something. Why do women have such a good sense of smell? You can tell the clues at every clue.
However, he was very familiar with this situation and immediately said shamelessly, "When there are no outsiders, I prefer to call you Wei'er."
"It's obviously the first time I'm calling you, and I'm talking as if I know you very well..." Wu Wei complained, not bothering to argue with him about this issue, which would only make him more unscrupulous, and said, "That depends on you.
I mean, the Ezhou army has no less than 200,000 troops. If you can recover it, then the Song Dynasty will exist in name only. If you cannot recover it, you must be prepared to be infamy."
Murong Fu's face hardened, "How do you say that?"
"Let me guess what you are thinking. You must want to use the Mongolian army to deal with the Ezhou army, and finally take action to clean up the mess and reap the benefits, right?"
Murong Fu was silent. He did think so. To put it more seriously, he didn't just want to reap the benefits. He simply wanted to use Dayuan's help to eliminate this serious trouble.
Wu Wei continued, "You have to understand that you are now the lord of Xiangyang City. Ninety-nine percent of the Xiangyang defenders, including your Murong family's private army, are Han. If you use the Mongolian Tatars to massacre the Han people, even if you end up destroying them,
The Mongolian army will have a grudge in the hearts of Han people all over the world. This will be extremely detrimental to your Murong family, so I suggest you not to do this."
Murong Fu knew the true meaning of the words "extremely unfavorable", "Do you have any advice?"
"No Gao Jian, you only have two choices, either unite the Ezhou Army to deal with the Mongolian army, or you can sweep the Mongolian army alone and bring a great victory to incorporate the Ezhou Army. But I guess the second option is not realistic, because the Lin'an Prefecture is
Emperor Bian already has his own ideas and has even conveyed some secret decree to Tian Shizhong. He is very likely to be the last fisherman." Wu Wei said lightly.
Murong Fu rubbed his eyebrows with a headache. This was really not an ordinary difficulty. With the strength of the Murong family, even if they tried their best, they might not be able to defeat the Mongolian army.
After thinking for a long time, he still had no clue, so he could only put the matter behind him for the time being.
After a while, Murong Fu came to Zhao Min's room. Elder Xuan Ming was guarding the door. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly and he let him in without saying a word.
In the house, Zhao Min was eating fruit leisurely, without any awareness of being a prisoner. When he saw Murong Fu coming in, he only glanced at him lightly, as if he hadn't seen him before.
Murong Fu came to her, took the apple from her hand, took a bite, and said slightly flatteringly, "Minmin, I want to discuss something with you."
Zhao Min turned her back to him, "No need to talk, don't ask me to betray any information about Dayuan."
Murong Fu stretched out his hand and hugged her belly, "Minmin, you didn't say in advance that your Dayuan also has an 'air force'. This is unfair. For you, Xiangyang City can come and leave whenever you want.
But for us, sneaking in with the Mongolian army is like reaching the sky."
Zhao Min turned around and looked at him with a smile, "Then I don't care. You can just kill the people who sneaked into Xiangyang City."
Murong Fu's face condensed slightly, "Were there really no discussions?"
Zhao Min rolled his eyes secretly, "Then do you want me to reveal the list of Great Yuan masters and generals to you?"
"If you are willing, of course I can't ask for it."
"Go away, think of something good. If you want to know the list, just think of it yourself. Don't expect me to be a weak woman. Anyway, the bet has been made. If you think you can't win, you can give up early."