Song Yang's idea was simple: the army would not return to Nanli.
Not only will he not go back, he will continue to move forward, fighting all the way into the interior of the plateau, all the way to the border between Tubo and Dayan, and then turn around... and attack Dayan. Song Yang wants to have this Nanli in his hands.
The fire was sent to the territory of Yan State to burn it.
At first glance, this idea is simply unbelievable. How could Nanhuo's troops be able to break into Yanxi Xiongguan? Even if they did break in, what kind of trouble could they cause with just the tens of thousands of people Song Yang had at his disposal?
The Yan Kingdom is the most powerful empire in the Middle-earth world. It has a strong military and reasonable defenses. Every city and every battalion is the result of many years of operation. Nanhuo goes deep into the country alone, not seeking death.
However, Nanhuo had no chance of survival.
From Song Yang to all the generals in the army, everyone can understand that Nanhuo is now very powerful on the plateau. Except for the real "powerful factions" such as Cicada Yaksha and Shanxi Man, most of the other ordinary soldiers are completely
It was held up by momentum. Now we are withdrawing our troops, returning home in a hurry, and
Let's go to the south and north, not to mention the military pay from the imperial court to comfort these things. Just say that it is a long journey. By the time they get there, the mighty army has long turned into a tired army, facing a far superior and well-prepared army.
Everyone knows what will happen to Yan Jun.
But when the country is in trouble, how can the troops outside not go back to save the country?
But this involves another key point: Now that Nan Huo has returned, can Nan Li be saved?
When Song Yang returned to the home team from outside and learned that "the Yan people are ready to move, and Nanli will be invaded by tigers and wolves again," he had a vague idea in his mind. However, Song Yang could see the current chaos well.
It's not clear enough, so this idea can't be put into practice.
But it was different when the porcelain doll came. After a conversation, everything was explained clearly to him. For Song Yang, there was only one real key. It was not that Nan Li was 'dead'.
He could also see the first level; but it was the Uighur, the South, the Liga, the Tangui, and everyone was tied together to fight Jingtai, but they still couldn't fight.
What Porcelain Doll said was very clear. But she didn't know that when Song Yang understood this key, the vague thoughts in his mind quickly became clear: Uighurs were defeated, Nanli was hopeless, and Nanhuo was defeated.
He's looking for an opportunity. Although Song Yang doesn't know what this 'opportunity' is yet... he only has two choices now: retreat and advance.
If you want to retreat, withdraw your troops and return to Nanli to fight against the invasion of the Yan people. It can be expected that Nanhuo will kill many enemies and achieve good results. It can delay the demise of Nanli and help the Uighurs share some pressure. But in the final analysis, it is just
It was procrastination that eventually led to the victory of Yan and the defeat of the Uighurs. The fire in the south destroyed the country and turned it into scorched earth;
If they enter, they may be wiped out as soon as they arrive at the Yan territory, and they may not even be able to penetrate the border. They may even be defeated by the Ban soldiers before they can pounce on Dayan. After all, winter is about to begin now, and the people on the plateau
The cold is a great test for the southern army. Ninety-nine percent of the time, Nan Huo will die worthless, but there is still a little hope that Nan Huo will find a miracle when he enters the Yan Kingdom, an opportunity to hit the vital point.
…
Porcelain doll and Song Yang have the same enemy, and both the couple are determined to maintain their relationship. However, Xie Zizuo is only satisfied if he can kill his enemy, but Song Yang is much more determined. For him, the relationship between Jingtai and Yan Ding is
Laughter is Doctor You's cry under the Nine Springs. No matter what, he will definitely not let the father and son get their wish.
Unfortunately, from the overall situation, Dayan is sure to win no matter how you look at it. The only chance for a comeback that Song Yang can think of is to be 'decapitated'. No matter how slim his chances of success are, at least he has to fight for this.
Chance.
Where will the opportunity lie? Song Yang doesn't know yet. All he can be sure of is: since it is 'beheading', he must approach the enemy chieftain.
If Qi Shang wants to kill Luo Guan, he must at least get close first. Otherwise, if the Grand Master shoots left and right, Qi Shang will die perfectly. Although he has almost no chance of success if he gets closer, if he doesn't move forward, he will die.
No hope...exactly the same truth.
If you retreat and advance, the former will definitely die but at least you will not lose money; the latter will also be a dead end, and it will probably be a meaningless death, but it will also give you an extra chance to strive for a miracle. Which one will Song Yang choose? Based on his opinion
Being crazy and willful, of course I choose to give up or give up.
…
King Zhenxi took a sip of water, and the surprise on his face gradually faded. He thought carefully about what Song Yang had just said, and asked: "So, you made plans yesterday? Why didn't you send the order to march in time?
What are you hesitating about? This is not like your temperament."
"It's true that I have my own plan, but this 'plan' is not just for me, it concerns the entire Southern Fire Army. I have to take everyone into consideration."
King Zhenxi frowned, unintentionally showing his iron-blooded commander's demeanor, and disagreed with Song Yang's statement: "You are the commander-in-chief, you have the power, are you still afraid that Nanhuo will not leave with you? You are the leader, you make the decision
, that’s all.”
Song Yang shook his head and seemed not to want to explain anything, but King Zhenxi did not rub sand in his eyes and did not allow him to change the subject. He continued: "Where does your hesitation come from? You must explain it clearly to me. Nan
Fire is not your private soldier in Yanziping, and war is not your business in the fiefdom. If you are always like this, you will harm others and yourself sooner or later, and you will ruin my 80,000 good men in Nanli."
Song Yang has been complained about being impulsive all his life. Unexpectedly, he hesitated once and was scolded by his father-in-law again. He smiled helplessly and replied truthfully: "It's just because I am the commander-in-chief that I have to think about things more."
I understand... I hold great power in the Southern Fire Army, but this 'power' is not used to show off to the sons. I thought that the power in my hands was used to protect the sons."
Song Yang himself felt awkward saying this, but that's what he really thought.
King Zhenxi raised his eyebrows: "Where did you learn this statement?"
Of course, there was no way to explain the 'idealism' from his previous life to the prince. Song Yang responded casually: "When I was a commoner, I hoped that the masters at all levels could use their power to do things for the people and benefit the people. Now I have
Having obtained the power, I naturally did it. That’s why I hesitated... Each time I advanced or retreated, it was the same.
Taking my sons and sons to die. The former is a chance to gamble, but the loss is huge. It may make everyone die worthless; the latter is to spill blood on the homeland and die well. The 'value' of tens of thousands of lives is mine
I hold them in my hands. What can I exchange them for? I dare not hesitate. I dare not think clearly."
Probably because of the saying that "power is not for taking, but for protecting", King Zhenxi seemed to not know Song Yang. He looked at him up and down, and finally smiled: "You have said this to me before."
Just don’t nag to others, it won’t do any good.”
Song Yang muttered in his heart, 'You didn't ask, neither you nor I told you.' Then he nodded to King Zhenxi with a serious face, and asked again: "Then what do you think about Nanhuo's attack on Dayan..."
From yesterday to just now. For more than a day, Song Yang was still a little undecided. Until Tan Guide's letter arrived.
The Tan rebels could not hold out for long, and the Yan State became more successful in the subsequent wars. The bad news that made matters worse also prompted Song Yang to make up his mind. The situation became even worse, and only the last fight was left.
Regarding Song Yang's crazy and bold idea, the King of Zhenxi did not participate in the opinion. He just said: "If you think it works, just give it a try. You are the marshal and you have the final say." Then the old man changed the subject: "There is another thing.
I need to discuss it with you."
As he said that, King Zhenxi paused for a moment, took another sip of water, and then said the main topic steadily: "Nanhuo is so majestic on the plateau. If we fight this way, we should have a lot of war materials, right?"
Nanhuo really grabbed a lot of things. The south of Tubo was already relatively wealthy, and Nanhuo came at the right time. In the autumn, everyone on the plateau, from nobles to commoners, worked hard to store supplies and prepare for the cold winter. Unexpectedly,
Everything is cheaper than Nanman.
Song Yang smiled when he heard this: "You...are here to ask for money?"
"Is it worth making this trip in person for such a trivial matter as announcing the decree?" King Zhenxi put down his tea cup: "But 'asking for money' is too ugly. I came to you mainly to discuss with you.
Split the money.”
The imperial court was extremely poor, and the treasury was completely empty, making people feel miserable at first glance. The whole country tightened their belts, but Nanhuo made a fortune in Tubo and plundered countless people.
Now that the South and the North were going to war again, and without money, it would be impossible no matter what, so the imperial court naturally thought of the huge war profits from the Southern Fire.
This amount of wealth is not a small amount. If it were handed over en masse, it would probably affect the morale of the tiger and wolf soldiers. If Nanhuo was allowed to devour it all, the imperial court would be extremely jealous.
In fact, Nanli has laws of war, in which the distribution of spoils and the method of handing over are clearly written. But the laws of war are dead, and people are alive. For Nanhuo, there is a lot of trouble in this, and nothing else.
In other words, just the word "concealing the report" made the court just stare.
So King Zhenxi personally came here to discuss with Song Yangshi a way to 'split the money'.
This errand can only be done by King Zhenxi. Even if other ministers are too ambitious, they would not dare to come and share the money with Marquis Changchun.
Song Yang thought for a moment and responded: "Some of the spoils have been divided or hidden by the brothers and cannot be recovered."
The King of Zhenxi nodded. The word 'cent money' could not be easier to say with just a touch of the upper and lower lips. However, everything was brought back by the soldiers of Nanhuo with their lives. The old man was also a former generalissimo, so he could understand the truth completely. If not
He would not make this trip if the situation forced him to do so. Of course, he could no longer pursue the things that his sons had already obtained.
Song Yang continued: "As for the others, you can bring them all back. I will detach a troop to escort them."
The King of Zhenxi was startled. He knew that his son-in-law would give him face, but he never expected that his son-in-law would give him face like this. The "others" Song Yang mentioned were the belongings piled up like a hill in the camp;
The film was kept by Tibetan prisoners and supervised by military teams at all times.
The endless herds are visible at a glance; they are the army behind them marching along the way, trophies that are temporarily inconvenient to carry or cannot be taken away are stored nearby, and are equipped with large warehouses guarded by dedicated personnel... After all, the things that are privately divided and hidden by the soldiers are just
A few, the real big ones are the 'others'.
The current generalissimo who gave the money was so generous, but the former generalissimo who came to ask for the money was a little hesitant: "Give it all to me, be careful about the morale of your son."
"Nanhuo will continue to fight. After entering the Yan Kingdom, we must pack lightly. It is impossible to carry those things with us. I originally planned to ship them back to the country later." Song Yang shook his head: "As for brothers
I will not treat them badly. Before setting off, I will seal the book and give it to each of the Southern Fire soldiers. With this, when the war is over, everyone can ask me for fifteen taels of gold."
Song Yang wants to give the soldiers a white slip... but he has the confidence. He also has the prestige and credibility in Nanhuo. Not to mention that the army is full of soldiers who fight alongside him. Even ordinary Nanli people have no confidence in this.
The mysterious Marquis still trusted me, and the white slips he issued were real money.
What's more, for Nanhuo, those supplies, cattle and sheep, no matter how attractive they look, are things that cannot be taken away. Now they have been replaced with discounts stamped with Changchun Hou's seal. It is best to be able to discount them again in the future.
matter.
In addition, Song Yang can indeed afford it. Only one-tenth of the tombs on the treasure map have been opened, and most of the wealth is still hidden under the soil, waiting for him to get it.
King Zhenxi was much more sophisticated than Song Yang in handling this kind of matter. After thinking for a while, he came up with two additions: First, the seal of King Zhenxi was stamped on the fold, which was equivalent to giving Song Yang a seal.
Guaranteed, even if Chang Chunhou dies, everyone's money will not be lost. You can use the guarantee to ask for money from Hongbo Mansion.
The old man was really loyal and shouldered this big burden with Song Yang. After saying the first supplement, he told Song Yang forcefully: "You must not die."
Song Yang smiled: "It's okay if I die. Before I die, I will hand over my lackeys and send my share of the tomb robbing money to your old hands, which will be enough for you to exchange for money."
The King of Zhenxi seemed to be relieved, and added a second addition: He wanted to explain to Nanhuo that the zhezi was just a symbol of credentials in the hands of the soldiers. All Nanhuo soldiers were registered before going on an expedition. If they died in battle unfortunately, Song
The fifteen taels of gold promised by Yang will also be delivered to their parents, wives and children... Even if there is no proof, the promise is still valid."
When the news was announced, the Nanhuo soldiers not only did not feel disgusted, but everyone looked happy. After all, gold is really expensive. You must know that Nanli's police officers only have ten taels of food and drink silver a year. Fifteen taels of gold is equivalent to fifteen years of income.
, it would be a considerable amount of money to put it all over the Middle-earth, far better than the income from dividing the spoils of war.
In the next few days, when the fire in the south was a sign of labor and supplies were being loaded onto trucks, Song Yang and King Zhenxi stamped the folds with seals until their arms cramped. King Zhenxi remembered another thing and asked Song while shaking his arms.
Yang: "How about we try another way? You keep all the loot, and then you give me 80,000 and fifteen taels of gold? No need for fifteen taels, just ten taels, for a total of eight hundred thousand taels."
Song Yang laughed angrily: "It's possible, but I can't give it to you now. You can take these 80,000 coupons back to the little emperor first, and I will redeem them for you slowly after the battle."
King Zhenxi smiled and said, "Let's forget it." He began to seal the seal again.
After finishing all these things, the King of Zhenxi returned home satisfied. Originally, he just asked Song Yang to discuss a way to divide the money. In the original plan, Nan Huo was going to return home. Unexpectedly, Nan Huo was going to continue to march, and the prince was really happy to carry him.
Countless supplies of gold, silver, and silver were returned. With the harvest from this trip, Nanli finally suspended the crisis and could barely hold on for a while.
Nanhuo continued to advance, starting the battle again, and stormed all the way towards the central plateau.
The porcelain doll stayed in Nanhuo for the time being. Song Yang had once thought about letting her go back with King Xi, but he overturned this idea before he said it. The daughter-in-law and the father-in-law were not the same, and it was awkward to get together.
As you can imagine, it's better not to find trouble.
Soon after Nanhuo resumed its offensive, Porcelain Doll came to bid farewell to Song Yang.
She has Xie Men's lackey to take care of her schedule, so Song Yang doesn't have to worry about anything. The two of them were alone together before leaving. Xie Zizuo has been thinking about Song Yang's actions these days, and now he has a general idea.
Song Yang said: "Although it is risky, it is not impossible."
Song Yang understood what she was referring to: "Tell me about it."
"There is no doubt that the Yan Kingdom is powerful, but after all, it is a mortal country, not a kingdom of heavenly weapons and gods. Jingtai is not the Jade Emperor, and the national adviser cannot make an army by spreading beans. After all, Jingtai's army is cobbled together by the people of Yan, and it cannot be infinite. If
Yan Jun
If he goes out to the west to attack the Uighurs, his western frontier will inevitably be empty. If he can seize this opportunity and Nanhuo takes advantage of it, he may not necessarily be seeking death... It may look like he is seeking death, but in fact he is seeking survival from death." Xie Zi
Zhuo spoke very slowly, thinking as he spoke.
Song Yang nodded: "If I say that I think so too...would it look shameless?"
Xie Zizuo smiled, reached out to touch Song Yang's face, stroked it carefully, and replied perfunctorily: "It's not thick, I didn't touch it." Then she changed the topic: "Mr. Bo will go back to Dayan first,
Let’s see what we can do for you. Nanhuo wants to burn down Dayan. It’s no small matter. It’s best for him to take charge of the puppies’ related assistance.”
Song Yang was stunned for a moment, frowned and asked: "Why, don't you go back with Mr. Bo?" He originally thought that Xie Zizuo was going back to Yan.
Sure enough, Xie Zizhao shook his head: "I want to go to the Uighurs again, don't worry, Mrs. Bo will take care of me, nothing will happen to me."
The State of Yan now has a large number of troops deployed in the western frontier. Nanhuo just rammed into it, which is no different than throwing an egg at a stone. Xie Zizuo just made it clear that if Song Yang wants to lead troops into Yan, the Yan army must attack first.
You can't go out and fight the Uyghur expeditionary force.
It turns out that Dayan was waiting for the opportunity to go to the plateau to fight the Uighurs; now things are about to change. If Nanhuo wants to enter the Yan territory, he has to invite the Uighurs to lure the Yan army out. If he wants to accomplish this, he must cooperate with Dake.
Khan cannot discuss it carefully.
Song Yang still frowned: "I am writing to the Great Khan to discuss this matter. You don't need to..."
Before he could finish speaking, Porcelain Doll shook his head and said: "I can't explain things clearly based on just the letter. Someone has to explain it clearly to the Great Khan. Either you go to Uighur yourself, or I go for you. No
Other options.”
The porcelain doll has a soft voice and a clear smile. She is as quiet as usual, but this time she cannot refuse. (To be continued)