Chapter 90: Defeat the Huns (I)

Weiyang Palace, the Palace of Health.

Emperor Jing was wearing a Yanju suit, usually in deep clothes, wearing a cow head, and knelt on a short table, with two thick eyebrows locked in deep locks, and his face was worried.

Chuntuo stood beside him, looking at Emperor Jing with a sad look on his face.

Since learning that Zhou Yang led his army to the Great Wall, Emperor Jing has been in a daze. Yes, he is in a daze. The only thing he has to do every day is to ask the border military newspapers. As for the affairs in the court, it has been handed over to Dou Ying, Xuchang, Zhuang Qingzhai and others for handling.

These days, Emperor Jing has not eaten well and slept soundly, and has lost weight. His bright eyes are a little dim and his eyes are a little black.

This war was not only under the pressure from the border soldiers, but also under the pressure from Emperor Jing, who was far away in Chang'an, was surprisingly under great pressure. Emperor Jing was always worried and was waiting for news from the border.

Chuntuo saw it in his eyes and was anxious in his heart, but he had no choice.

War is really tormenting!

"Tu tuk!"

A slight sound of slight slapping sounded.

Emperor Jing suddenly opened his eyes, stood up, and faced the door. Empress Dowager Dou came in tremblingly with Princess Nangong support. Behind them, there was a palace maid holding a silver plate in her hand, and a bowl of porridge was emitting a fragrance.

"The emperor's son would like to pay tribute to his mother!" Emperor Jing hurriedly stepped forward and saluted Empress Dowager Dou.

"I've met my father." Princess Nangong greeted Emperor Jing.

"Nangong, haha!" Emperor Jing looked at the precious daughter and his eyebrows relaxed. Nangong was very considerate and pleased Emperor Jing. The more he looked at it, the happier he became.

"Your Majesty, have you eaten well these days? Have you slept soundly?" Empress Dowager Dou asked with great concern.

"After returning to my mother, the emperor eats well and sleeps soundly." Emperor Jing actually had no appetite in the past few days and couldn't sleep. In order to relieve Empress Dowager Dou, he could only lie.

"You are lying!" Empress Dowager Dou's crutch nodded on the ground, her tone was a little high: "In the past few days, you obviously can't eat a bowl of rice and haven't had a good sleep, and you are still cheating on me."

"Mother, the emperor is really good, and his body is still strong." Emperor Jing was straight, but Empress Dowager Dou was blind and could not see him.

Empress Dowager Dou sat down with the help of Emperor Jing’s father and daughter, and said in a deep voice: “Master, Lao Shi knows that you don’t want to worry about Lao Shi. But, if you don’t eat or drink, can Lao Shi not worry about it? Don’t say that Lao Shi is worried, Nangong is also worried. Nangong is quite filial. She cooks a bowl of porridge for you and drink it while it’s hot.”

Princess Nangong hurriedly picked up the porridge from the silver plate in the palace maid's hand and handed it to Emperor Jing: "Father."

"Haha!" No father would refuse the joy of family. The joy of family is even more precious. Emperor Jing smiled and was very happy. He took it over, scooped it with a spoon and praised, "Nangong's cooking skills have improved greatly."

"That's all right." Empress Dowager Dou's face looked happy: "I have a good appetite after eating the dishes made by Nangong these days."

Emperor Jing finished drinking a few sips, put the bowl and wiped his mouth. Empress Dowager Dou then said, "Your Majesty, you are worried about the border war. It is right to be the emperor. But you can't lose your health, right? If you collapse, who will take over the big man? You should eat what you should eat, sleep what you should sleep, and the sky will not collapse."

"Mother, the emperor understands this principle. However, when the emperor thinks about the lives of 200,000 soldiers, he feels uncomfortable. I wonder how many 200,000 soldiers can survive this battle? Even if they survive, how many people will be disabled?" As Emperor Jing said, tears were already rolling in his eyes.

"Hey! It's hard to be an emperor!" Empress Dowager Dou sighed: "The emperor is kind and cares about the safety of the soldiers. Your Majesty, you just need to remember one thing: Even if all 200,000 soldiers are killed in battle, even Zhou Yang will die in battle..."

Princess Nangong was startled, her face was pale, and she almost exclaimed, but she hurriedly covered her mouth with her hands.

"There can't be any trouble for the great man, the emperor must hold on." Empress Dowager Dou's voice trembled slightly: "Only in this way can the great man leave the last pain to the Huns!"

The current military situation is still that the Huns are strong and the Han Dynasty is weak. Although Zhou Yang won many victories, the fundamental situation has not changed. However, with the Han Dynasty's national strength, as long as the determination is certain, it will definitely be able to defeat the Huns and leave the final pain to the Huns!

Emperor Jing did not speak, so he focused on the key points.

Empress Dowager Dou continued: "I know that there is not much chance of winning in this battle, but I still have to fight. I just exchange the lives of the soldiers for five years. It's very painful! It hurts! Eat what should be eaten, sleep what should be sleeping, and the pain will always end!"

He stood up and said, "I'm saying what I should say. How to do it, Your Majesty, please consider it yourself. Oh, a big battle will not end in a short time. Without ten days and half a month, you can't decide the outcome. The emperor doesn't have to worry too much."

It is common sense that the decisive battle cannot be decided in a short period of time. The battle of Changping took several months to decide the victory.

Emperor Jing sent Empress Dowager Dou away and sighed. Although he didn't say anything, he understood the meaning very clearly. The longer the battle was delayed, the longer the longer the Emperor Jing was worried.

"Chuntuo, put a couch in the Yangxin Hall, I will eat here and sleep here." Emperor Jing made up his mind.

Suiyang, Liang Palace.

King Liang stood in front of a huge military map, frowned, and his bright eyes stared at the map without even turning it, like a statue.

Han Anguo, Gongsun Gui, Yang Sheng, Sima Xiangru, Zhuang Ji and others stood behind him, all standing straight.

They found it for King Liang today, and thought they wanted to invite them to have a banquet as usual. However, they did not expect that King Liang, Prince Anle, had the first chance to not have a banquet, but were looking at the map.

This map is the distribution map of the Han-Hungarian War military force that King Liang could collect. Although there is a small gap between it and the actual situation and it is not accurate enough. However, this has been collected by King Liang doing his best. This is also the King of Liang who is very good at hand and eyes. If he changes someone, he will definitely not be able to collect so much useful information.

Han Anguo and the others did not speak, and time passed silently.

After a long time, King Liang finally turned around and breathed out.

Gongsun Gui hurriedly asked, "Why are you worried about the king?"

"Worry? Yes, it's worry!" King Liang was a little surprised by the words of Gongsun Gui: "You said, what is the chance of winning the Han Dynasty in this battle? Han Anguo, during the rebellion of the Seven Kingdoms, you gave me many ideas to the Lord. You are proficient in military affairs, you can tell me."

Han Anguo was a great hero in quelling the rebellion of the Seven Kingdoms. Half of the King of Liang's Warring States Period was his idea, and he was deeply trusted by King Liang. The first question was not Gongsun Gui, but Han Anguo, which made Gongsun Gui very unhappy and glanced at Han Anguo in a gloomy way.

"King, in my foolish opinion, whether you win or lose in this battle, the Han Dynasty will win!" Han Anguo's words were very confused, and the crowd suddenly became confused.

"Mr. Han, what does this mean?" Gongsun Gui finally seized the opportunity and said with a ridicule: "Victory means victory, defeat means defeat, victory and defeat are not distinguished, that is, black and white are inverted, right and wrong are not distinguished."

"Let Han Anguo finish his words." King Liang frowned and stopped Gongsun Gui from talking further.

Gongsun Gui didn't dare to say anything more. Han Anguo continued: "It's not necessary to say that victory is the reason for victory. Let's talk about the fact that defeat is also the reason for victory. In this battle, the Han Dynasty did not win much. First, the troops were not superior, the cavalry was too few, and third, the battle was fought against the Huns under the Great Wall, which was extremely unfavorable to the Han Dynasty. Although the Han Dynasty had won many victories, once it left the city and relied on the Huns, defeat was destined!"

There were not many people in the Han Dynasty who knew about the crossbow formation, but only a very small number of people knew about it.

"Then why is defeated also a victory?" King Liang was a little puzzled.

"Please think that under such an unfavorable situation, the Han army knew that it was defeated but not won, but still went north to the Great Wall to fight the Huns. Zhou Yang's intention was already very clear." Han Anguo sighed: "Twenty-hundred-thousand-thousand-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand

Tears were shining in his eyes, very sad, as if he wanted to cry.

His expression was in pain, and it was definitely not a fraud. Everyone was stunned for a moment, staring at Han Anguo, waiting for him to explain.

Han Anguo only shook his head and sighed, but he had no explanation.

Everyone looked at me, and I looked at you, I didn’t understand why.

King Liang's eyes became brighter and brighter, his face became redder and more excited, and his strong body trembled slightly: "They went to fight against the Huns regardless of their lives!"

"The king is wise!" Han Anguo nodded and said, "In the past, the Han Dynasty had to train cavalry, but it was difficult for the shortage of horses. Now, Zhou Yang has seized so many war horses, but it has no chance. If the Huns attacked the border every year and the Han Dynasty used manpower, material resources and financial resources to resist the Huns, the training of cavalry would be put to rest. Two hundred thousand soldiers would spare their lives and fight with the Huns, which would be necessary to exchange their lives for the Han Dynasty to train cavalry for several years!"

"When you have a war horse, manpower, material resources and financial resources are not a problem. With time, in a few years, the iron cavalry of the Han Dynasty will surround the desert!" King Liang clenched his right hand into a fist and said excitedly: "At that time, how can the Huns be allowed to rampant!"

When he explained, everyone suddenly realized that Sima Xiangru and Zhuang Ji sighed in unison: "Twenty-hundred thousand soldiers, two hundred thousand loyal souls!"

"King, Zhou Yang has repeatedly ruined the king's major affairs, and he has no choice but to die. Taking advantage of this defeat, the king should deal with him well!" Gongsun Gui never forgot to humiliate Zhou Yang.

"Yes, king!" Yang Sheng quickly agreed.

"Stop talking!" The two of them were contemptuous, but they were reprimanded by King Liang.

Zhou Yang repeatedly ruined King Liang's major events, and King Liang hated Zhou Yangji. Logically, the two of them would definitely win the favor of King Liang, but they did not expect that King Liang would scold them. They thought they had heard it wrong, if King Liang had not had anger on his face.

"Zhou Yang repeatedly ruined Gu's major events, and Gu also hated him! However, Gu is the blood of Emperor Gaozu! You cannot hate the hero who sacrificed his head and sheds blood for the Han Dynasty! Zhou Yang can do this, which is enough to prove that he is a hero!" King Liang's voice was very loud, like thunder, shocking the eardrums: "Gaozu was surrounded by Pingcheng but could not avenge his shame. What a shame? Emperor Gaozu left a blood edict for the absurd of this humiliation. Do you know what the blood edict wrote? If Zhou Yang is defeated, it is a long-term plan for the Han Dynasty and has to be defeated! Guru still took the opportunity to add insults, it is a waste of Emperor Gaozu's blood edict!"

After a moment of pause, the loud voice turned into a deep pain: "If Zhou Yang died in battle, I will definitely go to his grave to worship! Thank him for sprinkling blood on the battlefield for the great man!"

"Master!"

Han Anguo, Sima Xiangru, and Zhuang Ji were very excited.

The 200,000 soldiers knew that they could not win, but for the sake of long-term plans, they fought against the Huns regardless of their lives. How touching it was!

Of course, these are conclusions that they do not understand the specific situation and draw on some sporadic information.

Gongsun Gui and Yang Sheng were stunned for a moment and bowed, saying, "Thank you for your advice, I know you are wrong!"

"Changqing, you are good at writing. Can you write a "Song of Conjuring the Souls" for me?" King Liang looked at Sima Xiangru.

The Soul Conjuring Song is a tribute to the Han Dynasty to commemorate the soldiers who died in battle.

Sima Xiangru bowed and said, "The king has his own destiny, but I dare not obey his orders."

I thought that Zhou Yang was defeated not only by King Liang, but also by one person.

Huainan is a big city with a circle of more than twenty miles. There are many houses in the city and the streets are crisscrossing. You can tell at a glance that it is a prosperous city.

There is a huge palace in the city, which is the palace of the King of Huainan.

The current King of Huainan is called Liu An, who is the King of Huainan who has been passed down through the world through practice of Taoism.

At this time, Liu An was not in the Huainan Palace, but on the mountain in the north of the city. The altitude of this mountain is not high, but the mountain is majestic and beautiful, like a painting.

In later generations, this mountain had a resounding name "Bagong Mountain".

Later generations praised Bagong Mountain for "the plants and trees of Bagong are separated late, as if they are adults. The old-fashioned spirit is for clouds and rain, and the sky is green and the land is rising to control Huaiyi", which reveals the beauty of the scenery of this mountain.

There are more than 40 peaks in Bagong Mountain, with the highest main peak. Above the main peak, there is a person standing. This person is wearing an ordinary deep clothes, wearing a Jinxian crown on his head, holding an ivory fan in his hand, an ivory fan bone, and a silk fan, as white as frost and snow.

The fan in his hand shook lightly, and the clear and elegant spirit suddenly appeared.

He is Liu An, the King of Huainan.

Liu An's eyes were as clear as water. Looking up at the sky, he saw a meteor dragging its long flame tail and disappearing into the sky.

"There must be a great evil when the sky appears!" Liu An's face suddenly lost his calm expression, and he was a little panicked, and he shouted: "Hurry, please invite the eight immortals to come to the palace to talk."

He was originally a good old man, a man who believed in the immortal way. When the meteor appeared, he was very shocked to him. He hurried down the mountain and rushed back to the palace. Liu An quickly stepped into the house, tidied up his clothes, and went to the hall.

When he arrived at the hall, eight alchemists in Taoist robes were kneeling on the short table. When they saw him coming in, they stood up and bowed: "I have seen the prince!"
To be continued...