Yiqu was called the Western Rong country in ancient times and has existed since the Shang Dynasty.

During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, Yiqu established a powerful county and state, confronting Qin and Wei, and participated in the battles of the Central Plains.

In the 34th year of King Zhao, the country was destroyed.

It is already early March, but the climate is cool and pleasant.

Zhao Ping leaned on the desk, looked through the newspaper in his hand, and organized the items on the desk, then raised his head and looked at Mengji who was kneeling in the courtyard. He couldn't help but feel a little funny, but his face was gloomy and he seemed very angry.

"Mengji, I didn't tell you that sending troops to rescue Fuping must be asked for the consent of the general. Even if you kneel down here, if you don't have the general's tiger talisman, I can't mobilize a soldier. Don't bother here, and go back and wait patiently."

Meng Ji heard this and suddenly became anxious.

"Marquis Ping, but now Fuping is in danger. Marquis Liu Jun has only a thousand soldiers and horses in his hands, but he has to face the soldiers and horses of Zuo Xianwang... If Marquis Ping does not send troops again, I am afraid that Liu Junhou and the others will all die in Fuping County. There are not only the elite soldiers of my Great Qin, but also thousands of people of my old Qin... Marquis Ping, please send troops to rescue him, even if there are only a thousand people, it is better than standing by and watching."

Zhao Ping frowned and his face became even more gloomy.

"Mengji, what do you mean? What does it mean to me stand by and watch?"

As he spoke, Zhao Ping stood up and said angrily: "The total number of soldiers and horses in the northern county is only 20,000, and we also have to guard Xianyang. We are already short of limits. Where can we still have soldiers to support Fuping? You must be clear that this battle in the northern border, whether it is Shangjun or northern county, the troops are not sufficient. The General intends to force the Huns army to the decisive battle in the Yiyin Mountains. But you, you...

You started the war without authorization in Fuping, which has already caused a headache for the general.

Could it be that we should ignore the overall situation for a small county in Fuping? Well, even if we want to rescue Fuping, we might mobilize troops.

Hundreds of thousands of troops, do you think it can be mobilized just by saying that it is mobilized?

Time, we need time... Ten days, ten days, if the general sends the tiger talisman, I will naturally send troops to rescue him."

Meng Ji was also angry, "Ten days, Fuping has already turned into a ruin!"

"shut up!"

Zhao Ping's chest was constantly rising and falling, and after a while, he calmed down, "Meng Ji, this is my Great Qin law and order, the supreme general, the tiger talisman, I cannot mobilize my troops."

"But……"

"No, but, you go down. I still have a lot of things to do here, and I don't have time to get involved with you anymore."

After saying that, Zhao Ping left with his sleeves.

Meng Ji's face turned pale, stood up, stared at the black dragon flag on the wall in the center of the lobby, suddenly stomped his feet, turned around and left angrily.

Until Mengji's figure disappeared, Zhao Ping returned to the hall.

However, there was one more person beside him, and it was General Meng Tian.

"General, is this really OK? Although Mengji's words just now are very aggressive, it is not unreasonable. Ten days, I am really worried that Liu Kan can't stand it."

Meng Tian sat down and smiled bitterly.

"This happened too suddenly. The two counties in your hands should not exceed 40,000 soldiers and horses, and the elite soldiers were all in the clouds.

I have sent people to Xianyang to deliver letters. If I can draw out the Duwei Army, it will probably take ten days; and it will take at least thirty days to allocate troops from Yanmen and other places. Therefore, no matter what, we cannot act now, otherwise even Xianyang will be in danger."

Zhao Ping suddenly sneered, "You can bear to let that Liu Kan?"

"What's the meaning?"

Zhao Ping sighed, "General, I know that in order to pacify General Wang Li this time, you will not hesitate to hand over all the elite troops in your hands to him for command, and even organize the Battle of the Little Yinshan. But the question is, can General Wang Li be able to do this important task?"

Meng Tian said: "Mr. Pinghou, just say it right, don't linger like this."

"Okay, since that's the case, I'll just make it clear." Zhao Ping walked out of the lobby and saw that there was no one around, and came back to sit opposite Meng Tian. "Elder General Wang Jian is a god of war, and General Wang Ben is also a master of military tactics. No one can deny this. But the question is, can General Wang Li compare with General Wang and General Wang? His advantages and shortcomings are clear in your heart.

General, do you really think that because Your Majesty believes in you, you are asked to supervise the Northern Xinjiang?

What kind of person is Your Majesty? Since taking power, he has suppressed the rebellion of Lao Ai, seized the power of the prime minister, and swept the six countries. What kind of person is he who is so smart?

He knew Wang Li's faults very well, and he was indecisive, and he made a decision without authorization when he was breaking, and he made a decision without authorization when he was breaking...

Not to mention his plan for this battle in the Northern Xinjiang, his personality alone will be difficult to reassure Your Majesty. Although your qualifications in the army are not as good as Wang Li, Your Majesty wants you to supervise the Northern Xinjiang. What is the reason? It is because Your Majesty has seen through Wang Li's strengths and weaknesses."

Meng Tian remained silent, and after a long time, she sighed.

"Mr. Ping, don't I know the shortcomings of General Wang? But the veteran general Wang Jian and General Wang Ben have been in the army for many years and have accumulated great power. Among the 200,000 soldiers in the northern border, there are at least a dozen generals under the old general's father and son. Not to mention that they had served under the old general's command, and even Su Jiao was from the general's tent. These people are always following Wang Li's only horse leader. If they don't appease Wang Li, how should these people be placed? You also know that since General Wang Ben passed away, I, the old Qin general..."

Meng Tian didn't say anything more, but Zhao Ping could understand what he meant.

Indeed, since the pacification of the six kingdoms, the famous generals of Lao Qin have passed away and the retired retreat are now in a vacuum stage.

The new generation of generals is still unable to bear the heavy responsibility, and Meng Tian is facing the embarrassment of no one available.

The reason why Li Si and Wang Wan and the others disagree with the fundamental reason for the Battle of the Huns is to put it bluntly because of this. In the chaotic times, famous generals emerged one after another, but it was also destined that after the world was pacified, the government would appear in a vacuum. Veterans dare not use them; young generals cannot use them.

Zhao Ping was silent for a moment, and suddenly said, "Then what are your plans now?"

Meng Tian gently tapped the book case with his fingers, "Wait!"

"wait?"

"That's right, wait..." Meng Tian smiled slightly, stood up and walked to the door of the hall, raised his head and looked at the blue sky, as if he said to himself: "I want to see, what level can Liu Kan do? I know the talent of this guy Ren Xiao. What kind of ability does a guy who can be called by Ren Xiao as a pillar of the old Qin in the next thirty years have to be so praised by Ren Xiao."

Zhao Ping raised his eyebrows and looked at Meng Tian in surprise.

"What, do you think that Liu Kan can still block Zuo Xianwang?"

"How can you know if you don't try?"

Zhao Ping smiled and said, "General, you have to figure out one thing... Liu Kan only has more than a thousand soldiers and horses. Even if he is rich and thousands of people, even if he is capable, he will probably not be able to resist the 50,000 tiger and wolf army under the command of Zuo Xianwang. You are too proud of him."

Meng Tian smiled but didn't answer.

After a moment, he whispered: "Pinghou, I need you to do one thing."

"What's the matter?"

"You have to try to secretly help Liu Kan so that he can protect Fuping for at least 30 days. At the same time, you have to try to convey a message to the Huns."

Zhao Ping asked, "What information?"

"Northern, empty!"

After hearing this, Zhao Ping took a deep breath. But he soon came to his senses and suddenly smiled on his face, "If it is real, it is empty, if it is empty, it is real?"

“That’s right!”

Meng Tian's words seemed to have made up his mind and squeezed out of his mouth.

Zhao Ping couldn't help but clench his fists and pounded hard on the desk, "Since the general made such a decision, Ping would be relieved."

Meng Tian didn't say anything anymore, looked north with deep eyes.

Liu Kan, how will you make a decision?

That night, Meng Ji sat in the inn and drank a slutty wine with Shao Ping.

Three days have passed in a blink of an eye... I thought it was a very simple thing, but now I have no idea.

Meng Ji never expected that Zhao Ping would not send troops to provide assistance.

Not only was he puzzled, but even Shao Ping, who came with Meng Ji, could not think of the reason. Didn’t Zhao Ping understand that once Fuping was lost, the thousands of miles of plains in the Beidi County would be like a woman stripped naked, allowing the Huns to rage? At that time, not only would the war be ignited in the north, but might even threaten Xianyang, and the problem would be serious.

"Young Master, what does this Pinghou mean?"

Shao Ping was also a little confused and couldn't help asking Meng Ji in a low voice, "How can the troops and horses in the hands of the military marquis resist the Hun army?"

"You ask me, who will I ask?"

Meng Ji threw the wine bottle on the table with hatred, "I said to Hou Ping that even if we help a thousand people first, it would be better than the Hou of Jun fought alone in Fuping.

But Pinghou said that the number of soldiers and horses in the north was less than 20,000, not to mention a thousand, even a hundred people could not be drawn.

Moreover, without the general's tiger talisman, he could not mobilize troops without authorization. There is indeed this in my Qin law, but I can't watch Junhou and the others die... No, I want to go to Pinghou again, and I will ask some Yuan army to come out no matter how hard it is."

After Mengji finished speaking, he stood up and walked outside the house.

But I knew that someone came in from outside and collided with Mengji.

"Your mother is so vicious, she's blind!"

Meng Ji was in a bad mood and didn't see who the person was clearly, so he immediately started to curse.

"Brother, it's me!"

Meng Ji then saw clearly that the person who came was his brother Monk. Monk stood at the door with an awkward smile.

"Ke, when did you come back?"

Two days ago, when Mengji first arrived in Yiqu, Mengke happened to lead his troops out to work.

Monk said: "I just came back. I heard that you were back, so I rushed over to see you... Brother, why are you so upset?"

Meng Qi let out a heavy breath.

He grabbed Monk's arm, "Ke, how many soldiers are there under your command now?"

Monk was stunned, "The cavalry three hundred, don't you not know?"

"Give it to me, give it to me all!"

"Brother, what are you doing..."

Meng Ji said Fuping's story angrily, and finally said: "You said, isn't Pinghou watching Liu Junhou and the others die? I was about to ask for Pinghou again, but I could squeeze out some troops from him, plus your cavalry, and we go to Fuping."
To be continued...