The territory of Yizhou has been penetrated by the bone-piercing cold wind for another year.
People outside the country have been displaced, but Yizhou remains peaceful. They all put on cotton-padded clothes for the winter, feeling peaceful and relaxed, as if they were in a paradise.
But Xia Hou was the only one who had put on all his armor and long swords at this moment, and rushed towards the Yuewen Courtyard where Chen Mu was with an angry look on his face.
Although Chen Mu said angrily that he would defend the country and expel the Tartars, after all this time, he still did not make any move.
The tens of thousands of soldiers who were still sharpening their swords also complained about this.
Nearly one million people abroad have been killed by the Tubo people.
Thousands of miles of bones, thousands of miles of blood, each piece of news is like a sharp thorn, stimulating the nerves of these soldiers.
What is the purpose of being a soldier? Isn’t it just to imitate the knights in novels? The great knights serve the country and the people?
But right now, what’s the point of staying stuck in Yizhou?
For this reason, all the troops petitioned, and Xia Hou, a former soldier, came to find him.
Pushing the door open and walking in, he saw Chen Mu still sitting under the willow tree, holding a manuscript and frowning as he watched. Xiahou immediately became angry.
"Chen Mu! Do you know that the corpses of people massacred by the Tatars outside the country can block the Yangtze River! Are you really planning to do nothing?"
Xia Hou is different from the remaining important members of the Sichuan clan. He was once a soldier. Even though he is now a gangster, he still has the feeling of protecting his family and the country in his heart.
Chen Mu stared at him for a long time, and then said lightly: "I, Chen Mu, need you, Xia Hou, to direct me in my work?"
The voice was not loud, but the invisible aura instantly suppressed Xiahou.
He frowned and then slapped a letter in front of Chen Mu.
"This is a letter sent to you by Tang Yin's trustee on the front line. He has been killed in action. It's up to you whether the Shu army will leave Sichuan or not!"
Chen Mu frowned slightly when he heard that it was a letter from Tang Yin.
"Killed in action? Did he not run away?"
After saying that, he pulled out the opened letter and took a look. There were not many words written on it, but it made him frown a bit!
——I died in obscurity to create a brilliant opportunity for you. Although I don’t like you, I can only count on you now. The 60,000 Longxia Army is still there. Please leave Sichuan quickly and lead them to defend the country!
The next moment, Xia Hou hissed: "Brother Mu! The dynasty may be corrupt, but the people are innocent. Hurry up and lead 35,000 strong men out of Sichuan!"
I thought that with the persuasion of this letter, Chen Mu would definitely lead his troops out of Sichuan, but then he still shook his head.
"It's not the time yet."
"Do we have to wait until the Han people are destroyed before the time comes?" Xiahou scolded in a deep voice.
Chen Mu remained silent.
As for Xia Hou, he is also desperate for Chen Mu now.
Although he, the Marquis of Xia, was just a reckless man and was not as good at talking about mountains and seas as those literati, he always had a great sense of righteousness for the country and the people in his heart.
"Just stay here. I, Xiahou, can go out and kill the enemy without anyone else!"
But just as Xiahou turned around to leave, a scout, led by Zhang Bowen, rushed into the courtyard.
When he saw this person, Chen Mudeng stood up immediately. Dressed like this, he must be a scout sent by the imperial court.
Chen Mu thought to himself: "Finally it's here!"
"Greetings to the King of Shuchuan! This is an urgent letter from the current Holy One!"
Chen Mu took the letter and quickly glanced at its contents.
It's not like I have to wait for the imperial court to invite me.
Everyone in the court was disapproving of the Tubo people, and the two cases of sending troops to seek help were different.
"Xiahou obeys the order!"
Seeing this, Xiahou looked filled with surprise and hurriedly knelt down on the ground.
"Xiahou is here!"
"Assemble all the troops in Shu! Follow me out of Sichuan to rescue the people and suppress the bandits!"
"yes!"
On this day, 35,000 Shu troops stood neatly under the city gate, waiting for orders.
All the people in Ba County paid close attention to each other. Outside Yizhou, there were already corpses everywhere, and the people didn't know it.
When their compatriots were slaughtered by foreigners, why didn't they sigh with regret?
Right now, in the eyes of the hundreds of thousands of people who are watching from the entrance of Yuewenyuan, they are all full of hope and enthusiasm.
Because the scholar who once swept across Monan and molded the character of the Han people was about to go out to kill the enemy again.
In the Yuewen Courtyard, Chen Mu had already put on a suit of armor and was sitting on a sand table, discussing strategies with everyone.
But Zhang Bowen said: "Now the Tubo people have arrived at the foot of Chang'an City. The terrain is flat and flat. We, the Shu army, have mostly swordsmen and are fighting with the Tubo cavalry. I'm afraid it will be difficult to win."
Chen Mu looked at the sand table map carefully, and then discovered that there was a location called Youlong Road near Chang'an, in the Fufeng area that the Tubo people must pass through when they return to rebellion.
It is quite similar to the Ten Thousand Layers Gorge last time, but it is much wider.
It can't be said that it can stop the horses from running wildly, but Chen Mu thought about it and thought of an excellent way to deal with these Tubo people.
"It's not possible to face the Tubo enemy head-on, but it is possible in this place."
Zhang Bowen reminded: "I have been here before, and the road is still smooth..."
Before he could finish speaking, Chen Mu waved his hand: "I will tell you how to defeat the enemy later. The most important method right now is how to attract these Tubo people back."
After asking this question, everyone thought about it and came up with their own ideas.
But Chen Mu just shook his head after hearing this. The purpose was too obvious. If someone could fight all the way to Chang'an City, they would definitely be stupid.
Against a person who is also smart, conspiracy often has the best effect.
Just when Chen Mu was distressed, he caught a glimpse of Han Xiner, who had been silent and just staring at the sand table.
If one puts aside the memory of his past life, this person's military talent is definitely several times greater than his.
Chen Mu probed: "Han Xiner, tell me your opinion?"
Han Xiner's expression dropped slightly, and the next moment he erased all the markers on the sand table, leaving only the country of Tubo.
"What do you mean?"
Under the gaze of everyone, Han Xiner showed no expression and pointed at the Tubo Kingdom.
"They enter the country and slaughter the people. We will try our best to save them. Now that we are outnumbered, why not attack the Tubo Kingdom directly? It can be seen that there are very few troops in the Tubo Kingdom at the moment. Once the Tubo people learn about it, they will definitely retreat."
Upon hearing this tactic, everyone present looked shocked!
"We are always hurting each other! Han Xiner, you are amazing!"
"The Tubo people are scattered. If we really attack, we will be in trouble."
"Arrest Zamp's wife and children, don't worry if they don't withdraw!"
After he finished presenting his strategy, Han Xiner silently withdrew again.
"Okay, just do what Han Xiner said. Zhang Bowen and I will lead the Sichuan Sect's 5,000 elites to attack the Tubo Kingdom. And the three of you, with Han Xiner as the commander, will lead 30,000 Shu troops to ambush the Tubo army on Youlong Road.
Once we withdraw, we will fight them to the death on Youlong Road!"
Several people nodded, but at the end, Zhang Bowen asked again: "We are going to Tubo, let alone one month. Can Chang'an City hold on for one month?"
"I will write a letter and send people to Chang'an. Now I can only hope that they can hold on."