Chapter 262 The withdrawal of troops from the Western Regions (4000 words two in one chapter)
Western Region, Anxi Protectorate.
Liu Lin, the protector of the capital, looked solemn, and the unscrupulous handsome man Feng Hao sitting next to him was equally as cold as ice.
What pushed them into such a desperate state was not the Thirty-Six Kingdoms of the Western Regions or the Buddhist sect of the Western Regions, but the imperial court, the Imperial Court of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
Not long ago, Feng Hao used teleportation to send a letter asking for help back to Chang'an through the air.
But one day later he received a reply, a reply from the court.
The imperial court made it clear that Chang'an City was now besieged by northern barbarians, and it would be impossible to send reinforcements to the Western Regions in a short time.
This was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue...
"Only by ourselves, it is impossible to defend the Protectorate."
Although Liu Lin didn't want to admit it, this was the reality and he had to face it sooner or later.
"Perhaps before the situation worsens to the worst, we can try to break out first."
Feng Hao suggested: "It is not a good idea to stick to it blindly. Making plans early can also preserve your strength."
In Feng Hao's view, since Liu Lin could make the decision to evacuate the soldiers from the four towns to the Anxi Protectorate, it would not be that difficult to make the decision to evacuate the Western Regions.
Where there is life, there is hope.
If they withdraw their troops early and preserve their strength, they will have a chance to make a comeback.
"No! Wouldn't we be deserters?"
Unexpectedly, Liu Lin was furious and refused categorically.
"Even if we die, we will die in the Anxi Protectorate!"
Feng Hao was immediately stunned.
What's happening here?
Isn't that the case?
"General Liu, you need to calm down. At times like this, it's better to stay calm."
Feng Hao dissuaded us: "It is impossible for the imperial court to send reinforcements. At this time, we can only protect ourselves. We are outnumbered and the enemy will not be blamed even if we withdraw our troops."
Although he said this, Liu Lin still felt extremely uncomfortable.
"Let me think about it again..."
Liu Lin kept rubbing his forehead, looking extremely painful.
After a long time, Liu Linfang sighed and said, "Why don't we wait and see?"
"What are you waiting for... There is no future if you stay here."
Feng Hao is not a pedantic and conservative person, so he knows very well that he must leave Anxi if he wants to survive.
"All right."
In the end, Liu Lin was persuaded.
After much thought, there is really no future in staying in Anxi.
"I ordered the withdrawal, but it should not be too obvious, because it would easily attract attention."
Liu Lin paused and said: "It's best to divide them into batches, with some going first and some behind."
Feng Hao thought for a while and nodded in agreement.
An army of 80,000 is not a small number, and if they were to evacuate all at once, the movement would indeed be too great.
"Okay, you can just arrange the specific matters. As for the practitioners, leave it to me. I will do my best to block our aura and prevent the practitioners from tracking us."
Bad people are proficient in tracking techniques, so they are naturally good at counter-tracking techniques.
However, the Western Region is so big that even if they leave the Protectorate, they will have to walk for several months or even half a year before they can leave.
In the process, they may encounter danger at any time.
Maybe only some of them can survive, maybe many of them will be buried in the yellow sand.
But they must go all the way east without hesitation.
Because that's the direction of Chang'an, because that's the direction of home.
Their relatives are waiting for them at home. If they want to be reunited with them alive, it doesn't matter no matter how hard they are, no matter how much blood they shed!
Go home! They want to go home!
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Dongyue Jiange finally took action.
Wei Wuji had endured it for so long and finally couldn't bear it anymore.
In his view, the current multi-front operations in the Great Zhou Dynasty have been completely exhausted.
Regardless of whether they are the Northern Barbarians, Southern Barbarians or the Buddhists of the Western Regions, they are all powerful enemies. They may have a chance of winning against the Great Zhou, but against three at the same time, the Great Zhou is not worthy.
At this time, Dongyue Jiange can gain the most benefits by entering the market.
Wei Wuji was full of confidence and believed that this battle could improve the status of Dongyue Kingdom in one fell swoop.
Wei Wuji had no intention of becoming emperor. He felt that being emperor was boring and uninteresting.
But he likes to kill the emperor very much.
Especially the emperor of Zhou Dynasty.
The royal family of the Zhou Dynasty had a bloody feud with him, and he had sworn not to avenge this hatred and to be a human being.
This time is a perfect opportunity.
So Wei Wuji took out all the natal swords from the bottom of the box.
Wei Wuji's natal sword is called Qingfeng.
A loud roar comes from the Tianmen, and a clear breeze comes from thousands of miles away.
Wei Wuji can break through the Chang'an City formation with one sword.
As long as Shan Chang and Yuan Tiangang don't take action.
It is naturally impossible at ordinary times, but when multiple parties are fighting, there may not be no opportunities to take advantage of it.
However, Wei Wuji was even vaguely looking forward to fighting Shan Zhang or Yuan Tiangang.
Only masters understand how lonely it is to be alone.
How lonely it is to be invincible.
Except for a handful of masters in the world, Wei Wuji had no interest in other practitioners.
Civil war?
In the final analysis, it still depends on the practitioner.
The strength of a practitioner is enough to change the outcome of a war.
"I hope this battle can be a happy one."
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The most painful thing in life is the moment when you end your rest.
Zhao Xun really doesn't want to leave his family, but he has to live, and life has to be compromised.
After finishing his rest, Zhao Xun returned to the Bad People's Office and began to engage in internal affairs.
"Mingyun, you are back."
The first moment he saw Zhao Xun, Jia Xingwen quickly came over.
"What's wrong? Did something big happen?"
Zhao Xun cried out in his heart: "Fuck!"
Good guy, every time he leaves the Yamen, something big happens, so that's okay.
From now on, Zhao Xun will have to be completely tied to death.
"They are the prisoners in prison, those practitioners of the Demon Sect..."
Jia Xingwen's face was ugly, and it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as earth-colored.
"The practitioners of the Demon Sect all exploded and died."
"What!"
Zhao Xun couldn't believe his ears.
Exploded to death, what a joke!
"How could this happen? Didn't the jailer discover it immediately?"
Zhao Xun's first reaction was what the jailers did for food.
"The explosion occurred late at night, and it was already over when we found out."
Jia Xingwen sighed and said: "I originally wanted to imprison them as bait, but now all my efforts have been wasted."
The bad guys didn't kill all the demon sect practitioners just because they wanted to fish. Now the fish haven't been caught and the bait is gone.
Zhao Xun's face was ashen and he didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Mingyun, don't be too sad."
Jia Xingwen patted Zhao Xun on the shoulder and said, "There will be opportunities later."
"Well…"
Zhao Xun smiled bitterly and said: "What can we do now that things have come to this? There are still some demon sect practitioners hidden in Chang'an City. Although they are not many in number, they are a great threat. Now that we have lost the clues and connections, we have to start over.
I just hope there’s still enough time.”
What Zhao Xun was most worried about was that Emperor Xianlong, the unruly dog emperor, jumped out again and started to chirp about why his luck was always so bad.
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People are afraid of being famous, and pigs are afraid of being strong. This is the truth that Zhao Xun realized.
In the beginning, he appeared in the bad guys' yamen as a newcomer.
At that time, no one, including Emperor Xianlong, had high expectations of him, so that he would cause a sensation as long as he solved one case.
But later, as he repeatedly solved major cases, these people's appetites were whetted, and their expectations for him naturally increased.
In this case, Zhao Xun not only had to solve the case, he also had to solve the major case and solve the case quickly.
And it seems that the entire elite circle in Chang'an regards Zhao Xun as a little expert in solving cases.
Whenever there is a big or difficult case, Zhao Xun will be the first to think of him.
Zhao Xun felt so pitiful that he had done something wrong. He was only a child, yet he had to endure so much.
"Brother Mingyun, don't be too anxious. It's going to rain today and my mother is getting married. There are some things that we can't predict and have no time to stop. We just have to have a clear conscience."
Zhao Xun couldn't help but smile bitterly, thinking that he is stupid and prosperous, things in this world are really not as simple as you think.
The world is not black and white, but has a lot of gray.
Some things cannot be handled with just enthusiasm.
But he didn't plan to communicate this with Wangcai in detail, because Wangcai wouldn't understand.
At least I don’t understand it right now.
"It's okay, Mingyun, I believe everything will be fine."
Jia Xingwen stepped forward and patted Zhao Xun on the shoulder, laughing and saying: "Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's eat fried pancakes first. You can't lose your money in anything you do. Isn't it a good fortune?"
Wangcai quickly answered: "Brother Jia is right, you can't do anything without losing your mouth. Let's eat the fried food first."
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Daming Palace, Zichen Palace.
Emperor Xianlong stared deeply at the memorial on the imperial case and said nothing for a long time.
For him, this was undoubtedly the most difficult moment.
People from all over the country sent requests for help, including the Western Regions, Jiannan, and Jiangnan Dao.
But now the imperial court really can't allocate power to support the local area.
The imperial court is now a little overwhelmed by itself.
"Pass the decree and order each locality to organize its own regiments of rural warriors to practice against the enemy."
This decision was difficult to make, but he had to make it.
I hope local states and counties can handle it on their own.
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Zhongnan Mountain, Haoran Academy.
In the second-story bamboo building, the mountain leader looked at the disciples gathered together with a very peaceful look on his face.
"I called you here this time because I have something very important to explain."
The mountain chief scanned around and then said in a deep voice: "You must be aware of the current situation, right?"
"Shan Chief, now that the Demon Sect is moving south, Chang'an is in great danger. Since the Mountain Chief has decided to take action, we will naturally follow him to the death."
Long Qingquan was the first to speak up, as a warning to all the academy disciples.
"Yes, Chief Shan, if you ask us to fight against the Demon Sect, we won't even frown."
Liu Yingying also echoed.
The mountain leader nodded with satisfaction: "Your junior brother always likes to say something, that everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world."
After a pause, the mountain leader continued: "As a teacher, I think it makes sense. Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world, and naturally scholars are also responsible."
"Our academy is the center of scholars in the world and a holy place in the hearts of countless scholars. We must set an example for scholars all over the world. Anyone who offends our academy will be punished no matter how far away they are!"
The commander of the mountain said loudly and loudly, which made people's blood boil.
"Our academy aims to convince people with virtue. If virtue cannot convince people, then we can only use our fists."
"There's nothing that can't be solved with one punch. If there is, then use two punches."
Hearing these familiar words, the eyes of the academy disciples turned red.
Raise an army for a thousand days and use it for a while.
Although they are not soldiers but scholars, they are essentially the same.
"Now that your junior brother is in trouble and Chang'an City is in trouble, we must use our fists to defend the glory that belongs to the academy."
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Outside Chang'an City, there is a barbarian camp in the north.
Ashina Zhuo looked deeply at the majestic city in the distance.
It has been half a month since they arrived outside Chang'an City, but they have not launched an offensive.
Because the high priest said now is not the best time.
At least we have to wait until one of the thirty-six countries of the Western Region or the barbarians from the south arrives before taking action.
And now news has come from Jiannan Road.
The southern barbarians have captured Jinguan City and are heading towards Chang'an City along the Shu Road.
I believe it won't be long before they appear outside Chang'an City.
With the allies, Ashina Zhuo's confidence soared and he knew he could finally take action.
"The high priest said that Chang'an City is covered by a talisman array, and there are talisman arrays in the talisman array. But no matter what, only by breaking the first talisman array can they enter the city and continue to break the second talisman array.
Array."
"So Khan, we can only wait now? Breaking the talisman formation is a matter for their practitioners, and we can't help."
"No, we have to do other things well. Once the high priest breaks the talisman formation, we must attack the city wall as quickly as possible."
"The battering rams and ladders are ready, don't let them sit idle."
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Late at night, Qin Tian Jian.
Supervisor Yuan Tiangang watched the sky at night and found that the Ziwei star was dim, and his mood became heavy.
Ziwei star is the guardian star of the emperor.
The Ziwei star is dim, indicating that the royal family is in danger, and the national destiny of the Great Zhou Dynasty will also be affected.
This is a celestial phenomenon that Yuan Tiangang has not seen in the past ten years.
"What do you think about Chunfeng?"
Li Chunfeng said with emotion: "My mentor, it seems that this war is extraordinary. We can only follow the trend, and there is no way to change fate."
What Li Chunfeng said is a principle that Taoism has adhered to since ancient times.
Taoists are good at observing the sky, but every time they catch a glimpse of the sky, they will lose their Yangshou.
If you change your destiny against nature and force yourself to go against nature, the consequences will be very serious.
At worst, it may damage Yangshou, or at worst, it may be instantly killed by thunder from the sky.
Therefore, people from the Taoist sect, even extremely powerful people, will not easily peek into the sky. Even if they know about it, they will bury it deep in their hearts and will never say it out loud.
"But if I don't talk about this matter, your Majesty will..."
Yuan Tiangang seemed very hesitant.
To be honest, Emperor Xianlong treated him well, and even treated him with great kindness.
Emperor Xianlong promoted Yuan Tiangang to the post of Imperial Supervisor when he was still unknown, and that was how Yuan Tiangang became what he is today.
If Yuan Tiangang chose to conceal the observed celestial phenomena at this time, he would actually be sorry for Emperor Xianlong.
But if he said it, he would be sorry for himself.
If a Taoist cultivator is punished by heaven, it will really be a joke to spread the word.
Yuan Tiangang will not only be ridiculed by the people of this generation, but may even have a bad reputation forever engraved in history.
Practitioners for generations will think that he is a joke when they mention him.