Chapter 170: While the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman benefits! (Subscribe)

In the north, the barbarian tent.

The freezing cold wind was howling continuously, and the campfire burning in the camp was swaying in the cold wind, flickering.

cold!
It’s so cold!
Even though Chagan Uli had put on a mink coat, the cold wind still found a gap and got under the coat, chilling him to the bone.

winter,

The extremely cold winter has arrived.

This means that they don't have much time left.

The winter in their northern barbarians is different from the winter in Daqian. In Daqian, even in the dead of winter, there is only heavy snow and frost, which is definitely not cold enough to freeze people to death.

But the winter of the northern barbarians is different. Their winter starts with a cold enough temperature to freeze everything, and at the end of winter, a huge snowstorm will come.

If they could not go south to Daqian and get enough food before the snowstorm came, countless people in the north would starve to death.

Thinking of this, Chagan Wuli's face became solemn and gloomy as water.

"The time is right, the time is right, it's always the same." Chagan Wuli glanced at the middle-aged scholar, a hint of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes. "In my opinion, the time is right now. The military strength in the Northern Border City is empty now. It's a good time for us northern barbarians to go south."

Facing Chagan Wuli's impatience, the middle-aged scholar showed great patience, his eyes were cold and his voice was steady: "May I ask, Khan, is your goal a state, or the whole world?"

"Humph!"

Chagan Wuli snorted coldly and answered without hesitation: "Do you even need to ask? Of course it's the whole world. One day, we, the Northern Barbarians, will become the masters of this land and trample those shameless Han people under our feet."

He said this, his tone full of unyielding belief and vision for the future, his face full of confidence, and his eyes became hot and eager.

From the very beginning, his goal was the entire Daqian. Over the years, he worked hard to govern the country and finally unified the various tribes of the northern barbarians for this purpose.

Nowadays, the Northern Barbarians are strong in both men and horses, and it is the best time for them to move south and rule the Central Plains. Once this opportunity is missed, it will never come back again.

"In that case, please continue to wait!"

The middle-aged scholar smiled slightly, imitated the Han people's eloquent manner, put his hands behind his back, and began to analyze the current situation: "Great Khan, please be patient, you see, there are frequent civil strife in Daqian now, the people are panicking, and the army is unstable.

Especially since the wars in recent years have left the imperial treasury empty and the army insufficient. At this moment, Daqian is already on its last legs and has run out of luck. At best, it is dead but not stiff, and it poses no threat to the northern barbarians."

"Ok!"

Chagan Uli listened, his frown relaxed slightly, and he nodded in agreement.

The weakness of Daqian's national strength can be seen from the fact that the Daqian emperor even transferred Liu Jiuren away in order to suppress the civil unrest.

If it was during the heyday of Daqian, they would definitely not do this. There was only one reason for doing this, that is, the young emperor had been forced into a desperate situation and had to resort to this desperate measure.

Seeing that Chagan Wuli listened to his words, the middle-aged scholar's eyes flashed with a trace of barely detectable excitement, and he continued: "In sharp contrast to the Daqian court is the rebel army led by Lin Zexu. The Khan must be careful when facing this man in the future. Our biggest enemy in the future must be this rebel army."

"Rebels? Are they really that powerful?"

Chagan Wuli frowned slightly, he hated Lin Zhongyun to the core. But in his opinion, the rebels were just a rebellious force composed of farmers who had not received formal training, and they were nothing at all.

Even though the rebel army is now at its peak, he still firmly believes that the so-called rebel army is nothing in front of their Northern Barbarian Cavalry.

This is his pride and honor as a son of the grassland, and it is also his confidence in his hard work and strict military discipline over the years.

"Based on the information I have obtained so far, it cannot be underestimated."

When the middle-aged scholar mentioned the rebel army, his face immediately turned cold and serious, his eyes also revealed an extremely solemn look, "Lin Zhongyun came to this day as a refugee, and started with hundreds of people to seize two states. I dare to ask if the Khan can do it?"

The middle-aged scholar's question made Chagan Uli suddenly stunned. Then he shook his head with a lonely look and denied it: "The most glorious achievement that this Khan mentioned was at most leading 5,000 cavalry to fight back and forth in the enemy army. I almost died on the spot that time."

"Well, if that's the case, does the Khan still think that the rebels are just a bunch of idiots?"

The middle-aged scholar nodded and continued, "No matter how stupid the people of Daqian are, the Khan should not forget that Shang Shang Chuqing is among them!"

"According to what you said, the rebel army really should not be underestimated."

A trace of cruelty flashed in Chagan Wuli's eyes, and his tone became cold. He said seriously: "The biggest enemy of our Northern Barbarians in the future is that thief Lin. If the Daqian court is really defeated this time, then Lin thief will..."

Thinking of this, Chagan Wuli's eyes have become extremely solemn. Now he realizes the seriousness of the matter.

Although he was proud and firmly believed that the Northern Barbarian Cavalry was invincible in the world.

However, self-confidence and recklessness and brainlessness are two completely different things. As a normal person, he would not watch the rebel army at risk of annexing the King of Zhenbei without taking any action, thus causing the rebel army to become difficult to deal with in the future.

What's more, if he curbs the rebel army from now on, it will be easier for him to rule the Central Plains in the future. Why not do it?

After all, he doesn't care about others, but he knows Shang Chuqing's abilities!

Seeing that Chagan Uli listened to his words, the middle-aged Confucian scholar nodded, feeling somewhat relieved.

Among the tribal leaders of the Northern Barbarians, only Chagan Wuli could listen to his words. The others were either simple-minded or forgot everything he said after a few days.

Then, he also continued: "What the Khan is worried about is exactly what I am worried about. The court is now doomed and it doesn't matter.

But if that thief Lin wins this battle, he will surely become famous, and Daqian's foundation will be devoured by him, and it will be very difficult to deal with him in the future."

In fact, it is not just Lin the thief. If Daqian wins this time, the already terminally ill Daqian may be able to come back to life with the help of this magic.

After all, even the rising and rising righteous army was no match for Chi Mu Da Qian, so who else could be Da Qian's opponent? How could anyone dare to rebel again?

"Then according to what you said, sir, what should we do now?" Chagan Wuli also took a deep breath and suppressed all his previous impatience in his heart.

As the Khan of the entire Northern Barbarians, he knew when to be domineering and when to be courteous.

"There is an old saying among the Han people: When the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman benefits!"

The middle-aged scholar put his hands behind his back, raised his head and straightened his chest, and poured out all the words in his mind, "Now the Daqian court and the Lin thief are the snipe and the clam fighting each other, and I, the Northern Barbarians, am the fisherman sitting on the high platform."

"As long as we continue to wait here, we can break through the Northern Border City while the imperial court and the rebel army are fighting. However, our target is not Hanzhou, but Yangzhou."

Chagan Wuli's eyes suddenly focused, and he shouted in a low voice: "Yangzhou?"

"That's right!" The scholar continued, "Whether the imperial court or the rebel army wins, it will be extremely disadvantageous to us. Instead of doing that, why don't we take advantage of the moment when both of them are at their weakest and catch them all in one fell swoop?"

A hint of ruthlessness flashed in Chagan Wuli's eyes, and he nodded slowly: "Okay, as you say. Let's wait and see what happens, and when they are both defeated, we will give them a fatal blow."

His eyes were determined as he opened the tent. The cold wind brought large flakes of snow that hit his face, causing unstoppable pain.

However, even the ice and snow outside could not extinguish the burning fire in his heart.

"Just wait, Zhongyuan. You will soon welcome your master!"

He looked up in the direction of Daqian, with an extremely eager flame jumping and burning in his fierce eyes.

At this moment, his eyes were filled with infinite longing and determination for the future.

He knew that this road was full of thorns, but as long as he could seize the opportunity, the iron cavalry of the Northern Barbarians would eventually trample all over this land and make the whole world submit to him.

And this opportunity is coming soon, right in front of us...

……

At the same time, with Lin Zhongyun's instigation, the rebel army was ready to move, and the news that they were actively dispatching troops in the direction of Yuan Chenghuan spread far and wide, shocking the world.

Previously, the fact that Zhenbei King Liu Jiuren had occupied Chuzhou City and suddenly cut off the rebel army's source of manpower made the entire rebel army unable to take any action for a while, so that they all wondered if Lin Zhongyun was afraid.

But now?
The rebels actually took the initiative to attack Yuan Chenghuan. What kind of thing was this? Was it a desperate act of seeking death?
Everyone found it hard to believe what Lin Zhongyun was doing, and they couldn't understand what his purpose was.

You know, the imperial court has more than two million soldiers now, and the military advantage is beyond words. In addition, Liu Jiuren's quick move made the rebel army even more constrained and afraid to act rashly.

Facing such a situation in Gyeongnam, shouldn't we withdraw our forces, defend the city, and take our time?

If we take the initiative to attack at this time, wouldn't we be completely exposing our backs to the imperial court, giving them an opportunity to take advantage?

"How bizarre! Why did Lin Zhongyun suddenly come up with such a stupid move?"

"That's right. Wouldn't it be exposing one's own weaknesses if one were to start a war? How is this different from seeking death?"

"Even a child knows that we have to defend the city at this time. Could it be that Lin Zhongyun is not even as good as a yellow-toothed child?"

"Well, in fact, this is not the fault of the rebels. After all, the foundation of the rebels lies here. Even in this situation, they can gather a force several times that of the rebels. This is something that the rebels can never match."

"The foundation, the foundation of the country's five hundred years of history is still too deep. I'm afraid the rebels are being forced into a dead end!"

……

For a moment, everyone had different opinions.

Everyone couldn't help but shake their heads secretly at Lin Zhongyun's stupid move, feeling sorry for the future of the rebel army. In their opinion, the rebel army was tantamount to seeking death by doing this.

However, they didn't know that their thoughts were exactly what Lin Zhongyun wanted.

……

At the same time, Yuan Chenghuan, the protagonist of this incident, had an expression that was completely different from the excited expressions of other people in the tent. He had a frown on his face and a worried look on his face.

"Eh!"

Looking at the people singing and dancing in front of him with excited expressions, Yuan Chenghuan pulled up a wry smile and sighed helplessly.

As the commander-in-chief of the three armed forces, he naturally thinks more and further than others.

In his opinion, there were too many strange and suspicious points in the fact that the rebels took the initiative to attack them.

First of all, even if your rebel army wanted to take the initiative to attack them, you should have concealed your military intentions and attacked them by surprise. Now that the whole world knows about it, what exactly is going on?
Lin Zhongyun couldn't have thought that just relying on these rumors would scare them away and make them retreat three miles, right? In his opinion, Lin Zhongyun was not that naive.

The second point is that it is strange at this point. Now they are in a pincer attack with the King of Zhenbei, and the rebels are afraid to act rashly. If they take the initiative to attack at this time, aren't they afraid that the King of Zhenbei will steal the rebels' home? Aren't they afraid that he will show weakness and set a trap for the rebels?

This approach is very unlike that of Lin Zhongyun, who was meticulous and able to travel thousands of miles from Anshan County to launch a surprise attack on Leling City.

It was these two points that always made him feel uneasy and he always felt that this was a conspiracy.

Although he felt something was wrong, he couldn't figure out what Lin Zhongyun was up to for a while.

All he could do now was to never underestimate Lin Zhongyun, to raise everyone's vigilance as much as possible, and to be prepared in advance just in case.

Of course, it is not ruled out that this was a stupid move made by Lin Zhongyun out of desperation.

But even so, they cannot be careless. As early as the military report sent by Chu Yun from Anshan County, it can be seen how loyal those volunteers are to Lin Zhongyun, and they are not afraid to risk their lives for him.

It can be imagined that if the rebel army is forced into a desperate situation, those people will become a group of desperate warriors who are ready to fight to the death. The fighting power that people can unleash in desperate situations is immeasurable.

What's more, the dead soldiers in front of them were not just one or two, but a full 600,000 troops? How terrifying would the fighting power of the rebels be at that time?

Even the million-strong army under his command may not be a match for those death squads. By then, they will surely be killed and their morale will be broken, and the army will be routed.

Thinking of this, he suddenly understood that this was probably what Lin Zhongyun was thinking. He wanted to rely on these people's lives to fight a bloody path out of the chaotic army.

"If you don't succeed, you will become benevolent!"

Thinking of this, Yuan Chenghuan's eyes became complicated and he murmured this sentence.

Afterwards, he directly called the deputy general over and whispered in his ear: "Now take my secret letter to Chuzhou City to ask for help immediately, and tell the King of Zhenbei that if the bandit problem can be quelled, he will be the first to be credited..."

"Request for help...?"

The deputy general was stunned at first, but at this time he was smart enough not to ask the reason. Instead, he went straight down, picked out a good war horse, and rode away.

After doing all this, Yuan Chenghuan's brows relaxed and he let out a long breath. No one noticed the fierce light in his eyes.

In fact, the reason why he went to Chuzhou City to ask for help, besides wanting to add an extra layer of insurance to be on the safe side, there was also a deeper meaning that could not be told to outsiders.

And this profound meaning did not come from anywhere else, but from the palace of Hanzhou...

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