In June, when night and day alternate, heavy rain pours, and flash floods crisscross the mountain peaks, but the runoff flows south and east, rarely north.
To the north of Beimang Mountain, outside the mountain pass where the north of the county meets the grassland, there are mountains and mountains, thousands of walls standing tall, and a series of tents below.
The camp was built on a high ground to avoid the damp pastures. Thirty thousand troops were guarding this pass, including five thousand cavalry. Directly in front was the west pasture of the Mur tribe, which was completely covered at this moment.
In the mist and rain, it was difficult to see everything clearly even from a high place, and scouts and magicians rushed towards me from time to time...
Of course they all come from the north.
This is normal. The Yu family army is currently stationed in Xiabei. The coach Yu Fan spent a lot of money to get the post of governor of Yanmen County, "ordering to defend the grassland and all kinds of enemies from outside the country" - in layman's terms
In other words, it is a watchdog.
Although he became impoverished after buying an official position, his situation was much better than that of the bereaved dog. As long as he faithfully completed his defense tasks, the governor of Xiazhou ignored the private hunting of the Yu family army on the grassland - the harvest from the plundering of small tribes in the Northern Wei Dynasty.
This is the only source for Yu Fan to continue and grow in the cracks.
Small tribes, like weeds, are constantly splitting off from the overpopulated tribes, wandering around in search of pastures to settle down. Most of them will be annexed by other tribes within five years. No one cares whether they live or die. Governor Yu has restrained his subordinates.
Killing and extermination were replaced by harvesting, and no one would accuse Xiazhou of initiating civil war without authorization.
In the early morning, a magician came from the south. The seal indicating an urgent military situation allowed him to go deep into the center of the camp immediately. When Qi Liang opened the tent door and received the message, for a moment, it was Xia.
Under the pressure of King Xin, the governor of the state issued a war restriction order to the Yu family army... which would give them no chance of survival.
But soon, his eyes settled on a familiar and dazzling name, and the further he looked down, the paler his face became.
"Is it news from the south?"
There was a connection in his heart, and the lord's voice came from behind. He suppressed the throbbing in his heart and quickly presented it: "Yes."
Yu Fan glanced at this close relative, and had never seen him show such an expression that the sky was falling. He suppressed the inexplicable anxiety in his heart, and slowly opened the document. He was still stunned by this accident: "Open up the Eastern Wasteland... Han Dynasty...
…Seal the king…Ye Qing?”
His voice became louder each time, and finally suddenly became softer. The curtains shook, allowing the damp cold wind to flow into the main tent, causing the oil lamp to sway, like a dying man struggling with his last breath.
"Yes, the news has been confirmed by some officials. It is said that the final round of negotiations is now underway, and the decree needs to be promulgated." Qi Liang whispered to another announcement, secretly paying attention to his lord's expression.
The lights flickered in the tent, and the decoration was very simple. No matter how much decoration it was, it could not hide the taste of simplicity. Since being expelled from the hometown, the fear that I had thought I had forgotten now, like a black tide, surged up at this dawn, weighing heavily in my heart.
People can't breathe.
Yu Fan was an outstanding person after all, and he was used to being beaten by Ye Qing. He wandered in the tent for a while, then he came to his senses and exhaled: "Really...do you want to refuse to accept it?
Qi Liang felt that he couldn't use words to comfort his lord. After thinking about it, he still felt relieved. He thought about it and said: "Master, why should you be discouraged? We also have our own strengths. In this great calamity, we are all lucky. How can we say that there will be no more in the future?"
The encounter with the wind and cloud transforming into a dragon?"
"I know, I know." Yu Fan waved his hands with a wry smile, his eyes full of tiredness: "Don't worry about my health. Now that Ye Qing has ascended the throne and been crowned king, I am calm."
Human nature is very realistic. When the gap was small, he could still look straight at it, plan and resist. But when Ye Qing, his old rival, transformed into an immortal, the gap was so big that it made him depressed for a long time. He lost ten pounds in just half a month.
, people’s heart energy and body are closely related.
Now that he is calm, he probably knows it clearly in his heart - if there is no accident, he will never be able to catch up with that figure in his life.
Just being unwilling to recover is like a poisonous snake eating its marrow.
Ye Qing, who was down and out, was oppressed by himself and had to attack him at night, Ye Qing was tricked by himself many times... In the blink of an eye, he was in this bad situation.
Yu Fan couldn't help but sigh: "It's only been five years since I was granted the title of king... Looking back on the fact that I have been fighting with this person for so long, it's like a dream, and I'm not dead yet. It's really good luck."
Already."
"Uh" Qi Liang was not sure what his lord meant now, so he couldn't help but test: "My lord, are you ready?"
"Ha, ha - you think I am ready to surrender? No, I want to live until I see the moment when Ye Qing's hegemony collapses."
Yu Fan's face calmed down a little, and he stood in front of the tent in silence, staring at the sky.
Qi Liang stood behind Yu Fan, also thinking deeply.
After a long while, Yu Fan glanced at Qi Liang and said, "The imperial court wants to remove Ye Qing's thorn in the side, so I don't think it will be possible to make him king."
Qi Liang was startled and asked: "The situation is like this, can it be reversed? Which minister dares to violate the situation?"
"It's not a minister, it's the Northern Wei Dynasty."
"As soon as Yingzhou's nail was pulled out, the Northern Wei Dynasty lost another key way to enter the Central Plains. The general trend of the imperial court rolled down like water, and it was difficult to stop it."
"The way of luck has been roughly studied thoroughly over the past millions of years."
"The imperial court couldn't wait to suppress him, and even rewarded him with the title of king, just to interrupt Ye Qing's momentum."
"Then who will interrupt the general trend of the imperial court?"
Yu Fan said, looking out with bright eyes, as if trying to penetrate the rain and fog, and sighed helplessly.
Qi Liang had nothing to say after hearing this. He knew Yu Fan's thoughts clearly. He could see clearly that without strength, it was all just delusion.
Yu Fan turned around and smiled again, as if he had regained his goal of striving, and laughed a little at himself: "Actually... no matter how confident I am, I can't compete with the King of Han. I can't do the egg against the stone, so...
…I have to write a letter to express my sincere congratulations to the new king."
"As for whether the Northern Wei Dynasty will move or not, it depends on God's will... The only one who can interrupt the rhythm of the imperial court now is him."
In the western grassland of the Mur tribe not far away, the rain is even lighter. Among the five most powerful retainers of the Mur tribe, two have placed tribal tents in this area. At this time, ten thousand cavalry have gathered to fight against this recent attack.
The great enemy that brings harm to the grassland——Yu Fan
"Captain Ten Thousands, the Yu family's army has come north this morning."
As soon as the voice fell, the atmosphere in the tent became heated. Some people shouted to kill, and some asked for details, all full of fighting spirit.
"This Yu family army will attack small tribes. If they dare to look down on our Mur tribe, we don't need to take action. We will kill all these miscellaneous fishes ourselves."
After some deliberation, all the captains of thousands went down to make preparations. The two captains of ten thousand waited until all the princes had gone down, and only a few close confidants were around. Then they asked the real person who had been silent all this time: "The great shaman seems to be very afraid of this Yu Fan?"
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"It's a little bit. You don't know something. This Yu Fan has fought against the King of Han many times, and even though he was defeated, he didn't die. This shows that he has some abilities."
"King Han, is there a kingdom of Han in the north? Wait...could it be the immortal Han Hou?"
"That's the one, but I heard that he will be granted the title of vassal king by the Cai Dynasty, and he will be the king of Han from now on."
The word "king" fell into the tent, and a basin of cold water was poured down. It was a bit too strange and cold. I always felt that the majesty and coldness of the eternal sky made people feel chilly, and the cold winter of the grassland seemed to have arrived early.
The real man also sighed: "Don't you always ask why Murhan didn't send heavy troops to deal with Yu Fan? At that time, he was to prevent the immortal prince from rushing north. Even the king was very afraid of this person, and now he has been crowned king.
...For now, it seems that the strategy has been transferred to the Eastern Barren, otherwise...but in this case, Cai Chao's reputation will be greatly shaken, and it will be almost like an iron bucket - the great cause will be difficult."
Everyone looked at each other, feeling a little terrified when facing such a powerful enemy. When the real person saw the atmosphere, he became a little depressed and quickly said: "We don't have to worry too much. The King of Wei and the Great Shaman of the West can compete with that level of power."
These words made everyone nod their heads. When the sky fell, there was a tall man holding it up, and there was the Great Khan and the King at the top...
Even if a treaty had to be signed and a clear edict was issued, the Han army's operations would still continue.
Needless to say, the treasury and food were evacuated directly, and the landless refugees were immediately moved away - the reason was that they followed voluntarily, and after the war and destruction in central Hunan, there was no room for such a large population, which was in line with Heaven's general policy of optimizing allocation and so on.
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Most of the 1.7 million refugees were resettled in northern Hunan to fill the vacancies, while a small number were arranged to go to Yingzhou to escort them across the river in advance, while the Han army marched behind.
"I think it suits Yingzhou's taste..."
A short time before the negotiation, when he heard the news, King Qing's face darkened. If this was bearable, it became even more unbearable after hearing that a large number of sword cultivators "voluntarily followed."
However, seeing that the Han army had partially retreated, showing their sincerity in handing over central Hunan, I secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Your Majesty, these are all trivial matters. As long as the Marquis of Han is willing to obey the imperial government, that will be fine. As for the three counties in northern Hunan, it seems that they may not come back, but they can be tolerated." Someone advised.
Prince Qing nodded silently and had nothing to say, but suddenly asked: "Why is the princess missing?"
"I didn't see you last night, or did you go to Uncle Shui?"
Hearing this answer, Prince Qing frowned and said nothing, but felt a little unhappy in his heart.
golden account
King Wei stood in front of the tent, motionless, staring at the sky. For a long time, he saw the Western saint coming in the rain, and said: "It turns out that the Western Taoist friends are here. Please come in."
As the King of Wei said this, he returned to his tent and ordered people to set up a tent inside and ask him to sit down.
The Western sage bowed and sat down after performing the usual rituals: "Your Majesty, are you worried about the affairs of the Marquis of Han?"
Unexpected to speak so bluntly, King Wei was startled for a moment, and then said: "Yes, I heard that this person is going to be named King of Han... You know this person's details, what do you think?"
The Western sage said calmly: "Your Majesty, the way of heaven is impermanent. I shouldn't speculate on it, but down here, he is called Qingzhi, and his general purpose may be true."
"When I came here, the country was booming, and it was really a serious problem for His Majesty."
"If someone else were to go to the Eastern Wilderness or be exiled to the frontier, they wouldn't be a big problem for a while, but if this person were to go to the Eastern Wilderness or exile to the frontier, I'm afraid that a fierce tiger will enter the mountains and a real dragon will enter the sea, and they will never be able to conquer it again.
The king of Wei was horrified and said, "Do you think so highly of this person?"
He was silent again. The Western sage was so keen that he had already noticed that the King of Wei had hidden worries in his heart. What he said was just right.
He remained silent for a moment, focusing on the drizzle outside.
After a long time, King Wei touched his knees and asked, "If this is the case, how can Ji An come out?"
"The right strategy is to keep the tiger in the cage and the real dragon in chains. It would be most beneficial to the king if Ye Qing is trapped in Ying and Xiangzhou." After that, he elaborated on the plan.
King Wei listened very attentively and did not speak. It was not until the Western Saint finished speaking that he stood up and walked around for a few steps before suddenly making up his mind: "For the sake of the overall situation, I will not hesitate to activate some ambush - Shan, let's do it this way."