On the blood book, the five large, scrawled characters "King of Korea rebelled" were shocking under the dim light.
The letter was sent to Tokyo after many twists and turns from Liaodong! There were not many words in the letter, but the sense of urgency revealed in the words made the three people in the study feel heavy pressure.
The Japanese people who suffered a defeat in Jiangning did not give up. They were unwilling to fail and lived on an isolated island from then on. After much consideration, the top leaders of Japan decided to shift the strategic focus from the strong Zhou Dynasty to a remote and slightly powerful Zhou Dynasty.
Goryeo is weak and likes to be a wallflower.
After many contacts with the Queen of Korea, the Japanese got the support of the King of Korea at a price that was hard to refuse!
If the two sides join forces and unite with the Turks to capture the Great Zhou Dynasty, then the south of the Yellow River, the Taihang Mountains, and the Wuyi Mountains will be the dividing line. The east will belong to Goryeo, the bitter cold and desolate land to the west will belong to Japan, and the north will belong to the Turks.
Under the coercion of the Japanese and Turks, the fatuous King of Goryeo finally decided to take a desperate risk.
A month ago, the King of Goryeo suddenly ordered that all Zhou officials in the territory be captured. After that, the Zhou army stationed on the Yalu River was also attacked by the coalition forces of Goryeo and Turks. The Dazhou army was caught off guard and suffered heavy casualties. In just three days, the Zhou army was attacked.
, the Yalu River defense line completely collapsed.
Pinglu Jiedu envoy Kang Honglei was seriously injured. He retreated to Changbai Mountain, reorganized the defense line, and still led his army to resist desperately.
Currently, the two sides are deadlocked in Changbai Mountain, and the war is in a stalemate.
Moreover, as Pinglu Jiedu made Kang Honglei's condition worsen, the Zhou army seemed to be in danger of collapse.
Under the dim candlelight, the atmosphere was particularly depressing.
In the room, there were only a few people breathing heavily. Wu Ningyuan frowned, and the tea he was holding had already gone cold, but he seemed not to feel anything. His eyes were full of worry and he said: "And, according to the
Reliable information·The Turks in Liaodong have also experienced strange movements! Hey..."
"Moreover, in order to prevent panic inside and outside the imperial court. So far, only the three of us know about this matter!" Wu Ningyuan raised his head, looked at Lu Heng, and said in a deep voice.
Hearing this, Lu Heng, who was holding tea, did not tease Wu Ningyuan for dragging him into the water. He just nodded slightly to show that he understood and understood.
Wu Ningyuan stood up, walked to the screen, opened the curtain, and revealed a vast map of the territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
He looked at the territory map, raised his hand, pointed at the situation in the Northeast, and said with worry in his eyes: "Now the situation in the Northeast is in danger. Yesterday Wenshan went to Changbai Mountain to lead His Majesty to calm the morale of the troops. Moreover,
Under the current circumstances, the troops stationed in the northwest must not be moved. I am afraid that the actions made by the Turks in the northeast are just a test or a deception!"
Wu Ning stared at the map for a long time, then he pointed and knocked on Yanmen Pass, turned around and said in a deep voice: "His goal is still in the north!"
"Once we mobilize the northern army to reinforce the northeast, the northern troops will inevitably be empty. Once the Turks are in trouble, how can we resist?" Wu Ningyuan sat down, took a sip of tea, drank heavily, and said in a deep voice.
said.
After Wu Ningyuan introduced the current emergency situation, the three fell into silence again.
If soldiers from Jiangnan were mobilized to reach Liaodong, there would be thousands of mountains and rivers along the way. I am afraid that the Northeast would have been lost long ago! Wu Ningyuan thought in his heart, and the more he thought about it, the more uneasy he became.
In the room, the candlelight flickered, and the light flickered. The dim yellow light illuminated the solemn expressions of the three people.
"The Northeast must be defended!" The emperor, who had not spoken for a long time, finally spoke after a period of silence.
"But, Your Majesty, how can we defend without soldiers?" Wu Ningyuan asked with a frown.
"You don't have to worry about the soldiers. I will take care of this matter!" The emperor smiled and said pretending to be relaxed.
"What can you do?" Wu Ningyuan was also a little angry. As an imperial brother, he has always been like this.
He was about to be crushed to death, but he still looked relaxed. From the outside, it seemed that there was nothing in the world that could make His Majesty frown and worry. But he knew that his imperial brother was so arrogant that he never bowed his head.
When he led troops to encircle and suppress the Sichuan-Shu rebel army, due to intelligence errors, the entire army was almost annihilated. He himself was also surrounded by the rebels at Jianguan, unable to move. However, this guy held on there for more than ten years.
God, he didn't say a word. Later, when the late emperor sent troops to arrive, he found that this guy was actually wearing a suit of bright light armor, holding a big sword, and went into battle in person.
Seeing that the imperial brother was still like this, Wu Ningyuan stared at him with a cold face and said: "It was like this before, and it is like this now.
Tell me, what can you do now?"
Being reprimanded like this, the emperor didn't look angry at all. He raised his head and gave Wu Ningyuan a funny look. Then he picked up the tea, took a sip and shook his head with a smile.
"I have lived in the deep palace for so many years and haven't moved. I almost forgot that I was also a military general back then!" The emperor stroked his beard, chuckled, and leaned on the chair, looking very relaxed.
"Do you want to lead a military expedition in person?" Wu Ningyuan's expression changed, his eyes narrowed, he looked at the emperor and said in a deep voice.
"Why, are you afraid that I will outshine you?" The emperor smiled, squinted his eyes, and looked at Wu Ningyuan.
"Wu Chengqian, I tell you, don't even think about it!" Wu Ningyuan suddenly became furious, slapped the table, stood up, pointed at the emperor's nose, and reprimanded loudly.
"I, Wu Ningyuan, am not dead yet!" Wu Ningyuan sat down angrily, glanced at the emperor, blushed and cursed.
Such strong words made Lu Heng, who was concentrating on thinking on the side, a little surprised. Seeing that there seemed to be tears in Wu Ningyuan's eyes, Lu Heng was puzzled. He turned around and looked at the haggard look of the emperor.
Lu Heng's eyes flashed, and his heart was slightly shaken.
Could it be that the emperor...
Thinking of the possibility, Lu Heng's eyes flickered, he picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and sighed slightly in his heart. Hey, what a troubled year!
Lu Heng was here, thinking complicatedly in his heart. But over there, Wu Ningyuan, his emotions seemed to be out of control.
It wasn't that he was in a bad mood or had a bad temper today. Rather, when he looked at the haggard-looking emperor in front of him, he couldn't help but think of the conversation he had with the emperor in the imperial study room yesterday.
Yesterday, when he entered the palace to see the Holy Emperor, he heard from the eunuch that His Majesty had fallen asleep.
Hearing this, Wu Ningyuan was greatly surprised. He knew that his imperial brother would like to use an hour as two hours on weekdays. Why did he go to bed so early today?
After glancing at the eunuch suspiciously, Wu Ningyuan opened the door and walked in.
Sure enough, it was just as he had guessed. The lights were brightly lit in the imperial study. The emperor was still sitting there, reviewing the memorials.
"Then the eunuch said you should go to bed...what is this?" Wu Ningyuan was talking when he smelled a strong smell of medicine in the air. He glanced in front of the emperor and immediately saw the virtual
The tea cup was covered, as if he was in a panic and didn't have time to cover it.
"Put it down!" The emperor noticed Wu Ningyuan's gaze, his face darkened, and he stared at him.
However, how could Wu Ningyuan be intimidated?
Seeing the emperor's gloomy expression, his heart skipped a beat. He looked at the tea cup for a moment, then raised his head and looked at the emperor.
"How long have you been sick?" Wu Ningyuan pressed his hands on the desk and asked with a trembling expression.
"Step back, I'm tired!" The emperor's face calmed down, and he looked at the deep worry in his eyes. He sighed feebly in his heart, waved his hand, and asked Wu Ning to go away.
"Tell me, how long have you been sick..." Wu Ningyuan's expression moved, and he grabbed the emperor's collar and shouted loudly.
"I'm not sick!" The emperor smiled slightly, knocked off Wu Ningyuan's palm with his Zhongshou, straightened the dragon robe, looked at Wu Ningyuan steadily, and said with a smile.
"Brother!" Wu Ningyuan couldn't hide the sadness in his heart. He looked at the pale emperor, lowered his head, and his voice sounded like a cry.
With the word "big brother", the coldness in the expressionless emperor's eyes suddenly disappeared. He stared at the old eighth brother in front of him, trembling in his heart.
Brother...
It’s such a familiar and long-lasting name!
The corners of the emperor's brows trembled, looking at the once powerful God of War of Zhou Dynasty, now looking like an old man with tears streaming down his face, which made people feel sad. His heart was so excited that it was hard to suppress.
Lian Po is old, can he still make a living?
The poem that the scholar once wrote appeared in his mind. Looking at the old eighth brother in front of him, the emperor finally smiled, but his smile was very bitter.
He raised his head and looked at Wu Ningyuan, who was crying uncontrollably. The emperor's face moved, and he shook his head and smiled. He leaned on the dragon chair, closed his eyes, and said with a smile: "From the time you left Beijing to now, I'm afraid there are some
It’s been more than thirty years. After all these years, this is the first time I’ve heard you call me big brother! Haha!”
Seeing Wu Ningyuan's eyes filled with tears and his expression in pain, the emperor stood up, walked around the desk, stretched out his thin hand, and held Wu Ningyuan's hand. He sighed, shook his head and said: "Old man, I can't be sick. You know
?"
"Is it because of the Turks or because of Anjia?" Wu Ningyuan asked in a deep voice with eyes as bright as lightning.
Hearing this, the emperor looked at him intently for a long time, sighed softly, shook his head and said: "External diseases are like skin diseases, but internal diseases are fatal!"
"Who?" Wu Ningyuan lowered his head and thought for a while. He was so confused that he couldn't think of anything.
"Shanxi!" The emperor smiled slightly, turned his head and glanced towards the north, his eyes flashing sharply.
When Wu Ningyuan heard this, his body suddenly trembled. He raised his head, looked at the cold-faced emperor, and murmured absently: "It's King Jin!".
The emperor's expression remained unchanged, he closed his eyes, sat down, and nodded slightly.
In the study, the candle flickered suddenly, and the dim candlelight in the room suddenly dimmed.
Now, seeing the emperor still pretending to be calm and knowing the emperor's health, Wu Ningyuan felt heartbroken to see his last brother in such a condition.
"Tsk tsk, are you angry? Haha!" The emperor looked at Wu Ningyuan's expression and laughed disapprovingly. He turned his head and looked at Lu Heng who looked calm and said: "Here, Yongzheng, look at this old man.
Cranky, haha!”
When Lu Heng heard this, he did not join in and tease Wu Ningyuan. He just smiled softly.
Holding the tea cup, after thinking for a while, Lu Heng said calmly: "It is the end of February now. Although it is a warm spring, I am afraid that the weather will become cold again soon!"
He was talking so nonchalantly, as if it had little to do with the matter in front of him.
But surprisingly, the emperor and Wu Ningyuan did not interrupt, but sat there quietly and listened.
Wu Ningyuan raised his head, his eyes shining with anticipation, waiting for the scholar to turn decay into a magical means.
Based on his understanding of Lu Heng, once the scholar opens his mouth, he will definitely gain something, and it will be a big gain.
"The cold front passes through, and the atmospheric high pressure from the north comes again. By then, oh, the northwest wind will definitely blow from the sea!" Lu Heng sipped tea while talking about these meteorological knowledge from later generations.
What a cold front, high atmospheric pressure. The emperor and Wu Ning were confused when they heard it.
The two looked at each other with a look of confusion in their eyes.
"That's right!" Lu Heng suddenly turned around and asked: "Currently, including the Japanese who landed, how many troops can the King of Korea command?"
When the scholar finally talked about the current situation, Wu Ningyuan was suddenly shocked. He was well prepared and directly answered: "Eighty thousand people!"
"Then..." Hearing this, Lu Heng nodded slightly. After thinking about it, he looked at Wu Ningyuan and asked again: "How many troops are stationed in Shandong?"
"There are more than 80,000 people!" Wu Ningyuan frowned. The scholar's words seemed to mean that he wanted to mobilize the Shandong army into the Northeast. However, the time was too short, and judging from the current situation, it was probably a long-distance deployment.
Soldiers support, there is not enough time.
"What about Jiangsu Duan Peng's army?" Lu Heng's eyes flashed, his mind was spinning rapidly, and he asked in a serious tone.
"If the two armies were combined into one place, there would be enough to number 120,000!" Wu Ningyuan said casually, turning his head and looking at the scholar who nodded slightly, Wu Ningyuan asked in confusion: "What if Yongzheng, you want to mobilize these people?"
If the armies from the two places enter the Northeast to support Kang Honglei, this approach may not work!"
"It's more than a thousand miles from Jiangsu to the Northeast. The army marched for thirty or forty days, which was not enough. By the time they arrived, it was too late!" Seeing Lu Heng's silence, Wu Ningyuan thought that this scholar was really like this.
He thought. He shook his head and smiled, and said in a helpless tone.
"Yes!" The emperor took over the conversation and said in a deep voice, stroking his beard: "Moreover, the army must be extremely tired after traveling such a long distance. It is difficult to form effective combat effectiveness in a short period of time. Even in a hurry.
When we go into battle, the other side is waiting for work, but our chances of winning are still slim!"
After he finished saying this, a look of suspicion flashed in his eyes, and he frowned, looking at Wu Ningyuan who was shaking his head at the side, muttering in his heart.
It seems that the performance of the scholar in front of me is not in line with the image of the military advisor that Eighth Brother said was perfect! It is even... far from it!
The two of them were puzzled here, but the scholar smiled slightly, glanced at the two of them, and smiled without saying a word.
Under the anxious gazes of the two men, the scholar picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup. After taking a gentle sip, he leaned on the chair and shook the teacup gently in his hand.
In the rising heat, the scholar's smile was mysterious and mysterious.
"Who told you that I was going to send troops to reinforce the Northeast?" Seeing the two old men in front of him, looking like they were going crazy. Lu Heng smiled slightly, took a sip of tea, and asked with a smile...!