Starting with five hundred blood cavalry, when the five thousand Lijun light cavalry passed through Licheng like thunder with a sound that shook the earth, the morale of Licheng's garrison dropped to the bottom.
Because during this period of time, the reason that maintained them and allowed them to stay away from the city was shattered.
Every soldier still standing on the top of the city has a voice in his heart. They are not guarding the new governor, nor are they resisting the rebels outside the city waiting for reinforcements. Instead, they themselves are the rebels.
Because Lijun Qingqi has always been an army that only belongs to the successive prefects, they can only be mobilized by the Luo family's inherited tiger talisman or by the prefect himself. Otherwise, even if the prefect's decree is stamped with a seal or even if Li city falls, it will never be mobilized.
Let him leave the cavalry city.
This is a rule set by the ancestors of the Luo family and has not been changed for nine hundred years.
And now, the tiger talisman, which is very important to the Luo family and symbolizes identity, is in the hands of the man outside the city...
Less than two hours after Lijun Qingqi entered the camp, Luo Jiang, an old coachman, came to the huge tent in the center of the military camp and found Luochuan who was in a daze in front of a huge military map.
"Have you met Qin Ao?" Luo Jiang strode into the tent and said straight to the point, "Ten thousand people have come from the Licheng Army. The two captains leading the army have been my subordinates, and they are both temperamental.
You are an upright man, he is not young now, how could Qin Ao be willing to give up such great achievements to these two old men?"
"This shows that our General Qin is a truly smart man. If you are willing to give up, you will gain something." Luo Chuan smiled, "Now that I have become a prefect, even if I add Luo Tianyu, my uncle, and Zhao Wuji, my godfather, together
, no one is more popular with me than our General Luo Pi. General Qin can give you 10,000 elites at this time. What a cost-effective investment it is."
"Give me 10,000 elites?" Luo Jiang was stunned for a moment, then stared with some understanding, "You mean...?!"
Luo Chuan then turned around and nodded at him, "After what happened here, I want these ten thousand elites to follow you to Ganyuan. Uncle Jiang, I want these ten thousand people to listen to you alone. You let them go
If you tell them to go east, they will go east; if you tell them to go west, they will go west.”
Luo Jiang smacked his tongue at the meaning, then frowned and nodded, "But the premise is that we have to enter Li City first."
"The overall situation has been decided. If that woman is not completely crazy, someone will have to open the city gate for me." Luo Chuan turned his head and continued to look at the map in front of him. "The trouble is how to choose from this coalition army."
Ten thousand elite troops will be left to guard Li City, and the fifteen thousand garrison troops currently stationed in Li City will be mixed into the coalition army, and each team will bring them back to their generals."
"It is inevitable to change the garrison, but will the army remaining in Licheng be dominated by the Cangyan, Ganyuan and Shangyuan armies?" Luo Jiang asked.
"If we don't move the Northern Army, we should still rely on the Southern Army as the main force," Luo Chuan shook his head and sighed, "This battle in the north is related to the future vigor of Lijun and the overall vitality of Hanzhou in the southwest. We must do our best to fight against the Southern Yi."
Since the matter can still be postponed until the spring of next year, there is still room for it, but... Luo Tianen, in order to quickly determine the layout of Dingli County, made major adjustments to the five armies of the north and south, which would have hurt the foundation of the southern army.
Even if Lu Dongfeng and Luo Tianyu are both talented generals who have experienced hundreds of battles, elite soldiers cannot be trained in a day. Now they have to add water to the Southern Army. Even though there are only 10,000 people, it is still risky.
If you are not afraid of the risk, I just hope... I just hope that the combat strength of the Licheng garrison can be the same as that of the soldiers when they left Zhongjing City, not too different..."
Luo Jiang nodded, and when he was about to say something, he saw a mysterious shadow suddenly appear beside Luo Chuan in the tent. Then, he realized that someone had appeared at the door of the tent behind him.
A middle-aged man in short and rough clothes who looked like a craftsman, holding a rag bag casually in his hand, looked at Luo Chuan with a simple smile and asked, "You are Luo Tianen's son, Luo Chuan, right?"
?”
Luo Chuan exchanged glances with the shadow beside him, then slowly turned around and glanced at the middle-aged man dressed as a craftsman. Then his eyes fell on the rag bag casually carried by the man, "Silversmith...
....”
The middle-aged man stretched out his hand and scratched his head, then smiled and threw the rag bag in his hand towards the shadow, "Luo Tianen asked me to wait for you outside the city, and then hand this thing over to you and give it to the future owner of Li County."
Shadow took the rag bag, took out the seal of the prefect, held it in both hands and handed it to Luo Chuan.
Luo Chuan didn't even look at the seal. He just stared at the middle-aged man. After being silent for a while, he slowly asked, "What else did he say before he died?"
The smile on the middle-aged man's face faded. He just glanced at Luo Chuan and said, "I've talked a lot. All the things I've heard him say when I saw him in the past ten years combined are not as good as that day."
He said a lot, but he didn’t let me tell you, and I think he didn’t want me to tell you either..."
He rubbed his hands, then slapped his head hard as if he remembered something, took out a burned notebook from his arms, walked to Luo Chuan, and handed the notebook to Luo Chuan.
"This book will be placed on his desk every time I see him. The last time, he threw it into the brazier. I felt a little regretful and picked it up. You can read it."
Luo Chuan took the book and immediately saw the blood stains on it. He frowned slightly and turned to the first page, which read, "On the fourteenth day of the twelfth lunar month in the year 894 of the Great Cauldron Calendar, Chuan'er has been away from home for twelve days, and still can't
"I'm sleeping, it's snowy in Zhongzhou, is Chuan'er healthy..." He frowned deeper and flipped through many pages before stopping, "On the third day of June in the calendar year 899 of the Great Cauldron, Anbu said Chuan'er's forehead
There are so many wounds, Luo Jiang men, who are they...?" Further on, "On October 11th of the year 900 of the Great Cauldron Calendar, Chuan'er entered the three realms and drank three hundred cups to the moon.
You, when I see you again, you are drunk, really drunk..."
"Thank you for sending me the things," Luo Chuan closed the book with a snap, clasped his hands, and turned to face the huge map, "Silversmith, I heard him say... you are
The guardian of Li City must not touch anything except the rise and fall of Li County or the affairs of the upper three realms. Now, I have something to do, which is related to the rise and fall of Li County, and I would like to ask for your help, sir."
The silversmith looked at Luo Chuan's clothes, which were still trembling slightly. He stopped his smile and nodded, "Okay."
Luo Chuan paused, "Sir, why don't you ask first?"
The silversmith shook his head, "The prefect has already said that it is related to the rise and fall of Lijun."
Luo Chuan turned around and looked at the middle-aged man again, only to feel that the face that had lost the previous honest smile had a color as hard as steel, "Sir, please go north to Ganyuan to find Zhao Wuji, and don't let him be attacked by the enemy."
Killed by the strong men of the three realms!"
"What the prefect calls enemies are people?" the silversmith asked.
Luochuan nodded, "Maybe from Yongchang County, maybe from Anling County, or... Guang County and Hanoi County."
The silversmith looked at Shadow, "You should let him know what Zero Promise is."
Luo Chuan looked at Shadow, who shook his head blankly, "To me, Zero Promise is nothing...!"