The Northern Huan royal court.
Jia Yao has received the report from the spy.
The Northern Army has made large-scale movements. Judging from the current situation, the Northern Army wants to advance from both the east and west directions at the same time.
The number of people in the two armies is unknown, but a rough estimate is that the two armies together should be around 50,000 to 60,000 people.
Does Yun Zheng want to take over Beihuan in one fell swoop?
Or is this another trick of Yun Zheng?
After being defeated by Yun Zheng several times, Jia Yao has lost confidence.
Now, she had to think over and over again about Yun Zheng’s every step, for fear of falling into Yun Zheng’s trap.
She knew this was a taboo for a handsome man, but she still couldn't control herself.
Beihuan can no longer afford to lose!
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But at the same time, this is also an opportunity!
This time the Northern Army is invading on a large scale. If the invading enemy can be crippled in one battle, Beihuan will have a chance to catch its breath and hold out until this year's autumn harvest.
How to fight?
Jia Yao now wants to defeat the invading Northern Army, have fewer casualties on his own side, and send out as few troops as possible.
But alas, none of it is easy.
Jia Yao rubbed her dry eyes tiredly, feeling an inexplicable urge to cry.
In the battle at the beginning of spring, they suffered heavy casualties in their troops, food supplies, and leading generals.
She has few people left who can be used.
One tree cannot support the whole thing.
At this moment, Jia Yao deeply understood the meaning of these four words.
Now she didn't know whether it was right or wrong for her to kill Huluo and Aluta and forcibly conquer their tribes.
Yun Zheng, oh Yun Zheng, do you really want to destroy our Beihuan nation and exterminate our race?
Just when Jia Yao was frowning, the royal guards outside the tent came to report: "Princess, Lord Budu and General Heasu are here!"
"Please let them in!"
Jiayao waved his hand tiredly, "Let Guge and Mo Rigen come in as well."
Soon, the two were brought into the king's tent, followed by Guge and Morigen.
Jia Yao kept his words short and quickly explained the current situation.
Upon learning the situation, Budu and Heasu also frowned. Morigen and Guge, one was the commander of Jiayao's personal army and the other was the commander of the royal guards. Although they had known about this for a long time, they also frowned at this moment.
"When will the envoys sent to Guifang and the other tribes in western Moxi return?"
Bu Du asked in a deep voice.
Jia Yao replied: "The messenger sent to Guifang should be here soon, but the people sent to the various tribes in Moxi will not be able to return in a short time."
The tribes in western Mo were too far away from the Northern Huan royal court.
Moreover, they could not count on the people from the western desert tribes on the front battlefield.
She sent people to the tribes in western Moxi to persuade them to send troops from the west of Dagan, just to put pressure on Dagan.
The situation she wanted to see most was that Dagan was defeated by the tribes of Moxi, and the Emperor of Dagan ordered Yun Zheng to lead the Northern Army to provide support.
If this plan succeeds, Beihuan should be able to recover for several years.
"Then Princess, do you think the Guifang will agree to send troops?"
He Asu was a little worried, "We have a long-standing grudge against the Guifang!"
The battle between them and Da Gan six years ago was caused by Guifang.
At that time, the Quanrong were still a part of the Guifang.
The Guifang army sent troops to attack Beihuan. Emperor Dagan thought there was an opportunity, so he led an army of 500,000 to personally lead the expedition.
But the Northern Huan was at its peak at that time. Not only did it defeat the 100,000-strong army of Guifang in one fell swoop, it also turned around and defeated Dagan.
Even the emperor of Dagan was almost captured by them.
Today, Beihuan has suffered defeat after defeat and is no longer as brave as it once was.
It is good enough that Guifang does not join forces with Dagan to attack Beihuan at this time.
It is really unlikely that Guifang will send troops to help Beihuan deal with Dagan.
"have no idea."
Jia Yao shook his head and said, "We promised to return the Quanrong to Guifang and cede the land west of Qinlin Grassland to make amends to Guifang. If the leader of Guifang is smart, he should agree! If the lips and teeth are gone, the teeth will be cold. If our Beihuan completely withdraws from Qinlin Grassland, Dagan will definitely take the opportunity to occupy Qinlin Grassland. At that time, Dagan's troops will threaten Guifang at any time!"
She also told this truth to the leader of Guifang in the letter.
Now, Da Gan has emerged as an extremely aggressive King Jingbei.
With the great prosperity and Emperor Wen's support for Yun Zheng, plus the vast grasslands for them to graze their horses, the strength of the Northern Palace Army will be extremely terrifying!
How can I allow others to snore beside my bed?
With a strong army, the Northern Army will sooner or later take action against the Guifang!
The Guifang can’t even defeat the Beihuan, so what can they use to fight Yun Zheng?
They should now put aside their grudges and work together to deal with the Northern Army and curb its momentum!
"Whether the Guifang send troops or not, we must fight!"
Budu clenched his fists tightly, "It's a matter of life and death, we have to fight! Temporarily recruit warriors from all tribes and ask them to raise their own food and grass! Tell them that the enemy is coming and their livestock will not be able to be saved! Instead of doing this, we might as well fight to the death!"
At this point, no one is fighting for others, but for themselves.
I need food and fodder, but there is none!
Armor, no!
Weapons, figure it out yourself!
If they win, Beihuan will still have a chance to regroup.
If you lose, just retreat again!
There is no other way.
Unless, make peace!
But Yun Zheng obviously would not give them a chance to make peace.
"Master, do you know what I am most afraid of?"
Jia Yao asked with a haggard look.
"What?"
Not all inquiries.
Jia Yao said bitterly: "If we lose again, what should we do?"
Fight, easy!
It's nothing more than a temporary call-up of the Warriors, as Bu Du said.
If we win, everything will be easy.
But what if you lose?
She believed that the chances of winning this battle were very high. Not only she knew it, but Budu and Heasu also knew it.
From the beginning of winter last year to some time ago, they suffered too many defeats at the hands of Da Gan.
Even the Great Chanyu of Beihuan was beheaded!
Nowadays, many Beihuan people's fear of the Dagan cavalry has penetrated into their bones.
It is indeed not too difficult to temporarily recruit 50,000 people.
But everyone knows how much fighting power these 50,000 people have.
The Beihuan warriors are no longer the Beihuan warriors they once were.
If a real fighting breaks out, these 50,000 people will probably surrender on a large scale if they suffer a little setback.
In that case, they would be giving slaves to Dagan for free.
"this……"
Bu Du frowned and was speechless for a moment.
yes!
The chances of winning this battle are really low.
It’s easy to say if we win.
But what if you lose?
What should they do after losing?
But the problem is that they have to fight now!
The Northern Army is ready to attack!
If they don't fight, do they mean surrender?
Just when Bu Du was looking worried, another spy came back with report.
"Are you sure it's Beimotu's people?"
When Jia Yao received the news brought back by the spy, his face suddenly fell.
"Sure!"
The spy replied, "We lost one man. We approached and investigated and confirmed that it was Zulu, the chieftain of North Modor, who personally led the army to attack! There are about three thousand people."
"asshole!"
After getting the spy's affirmative answer, Jia Yao couldn't help but become angry and his face turned blue...
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