Sakura returned to the Liu Kingdom Embassy in Guanyun City nervously, while Fu Xiaoguan was still staying in Jinghu Villa.
He walked slowly around Jinghu Lake, followed by Jia Nanxing and Bei Wangchuan.
Jia Nanxing looked at Fu Xiaoguan's back, which was a little hunched, as if slightly bent by the burden on his shoulders.
The original Jingzhe plan was to destroy the main forces of the Yu Dynasty and the Yi Kingdom in a battle on the Huazhong Plain. Once the naval warships entered the Qinhuai River, the Yu Dynasty would be declared destroyed.
Therefore, the importance of the navy in this war is self-evident.
But at present, the Wu Dynasty only has six warships equipped with steam turbines, and a powerful enemy with twenty warships has arrived on the sea - no wonder His Majesty has been urging the shipyard and the Scientific Research Institute in the past, it turns out that there are really powerful enemies on the other side of the sea.
If the six warships of the Wu Dynasty were transferred to rescue the Kingdom of Ryukyu, the war against the Yu Dynasty would become stalemate, because the Yu Dynasty still had a full million border troops!
If the Ryukyu Kingdom is not rescued, it will only take more than a month to travel from the Ryukyu Kingdom to the Wu Dynasty.
Unless the fighting on land can be quelled within this month, the Wu Dynasty will face battlefields on both land and sea.
After walking in silence for half an incense stick of time, Jia Nanxing suddenly found that Fu Xiaoguan's back straightened up again.
Straight!
Like a pine tree!
"Go back to the palace and let Bai Yulian come to see me."
When he stepped into the imperial study of the palace, Fu Xiaoguan saw Nangong Yiyu.
There was a Saker Falcon standing on Nangong Yiyu's shoulder, and his face looked a little panicked and lonely.
"Your Majesty, this is news from Changjin City in Fan State."
Fu Xiaoguan took it and looked at it, his expression suddenly changed, "What?"
He was very familiar with the handwriting on the letter, it was written by the fat man.
The letter contained only a few lines:
“My son, Xiaoguan, your father is really dead this time.
Fan Wuxiang, the leader of the Fan Kingdom Buddhist Sect, is leading three thousand monks to transport your father's coffin to Guanyun City. It is expected to arrive in late February. Please note that your mother Xu Yunqing is accompanying them!
Among this group of monk soldiers, there are two eminent monks from the Nalanda Monastery in Fan State, two eminent monks from the White Horse Zen Temple, and the sect leader, a total of five saints!
The State of Fan sent 300,000 troops, who sailed down the Lancang River and were expected to land in Beijun City, Hexi Prefecture, in late February.
This time the matter was a bit serious, and Ji Yungui meant that it would be better to solve it at once. He said, "You can do it, but I don't know if you can handle it."
Finally, after much deliberation, I decided to take Jang Geum Castle and capture Fan Zigui on the third day of April. If you can't hold on there, run to Fan State, and we'll make a comeback there."
That’s it, but the amount of information made Fu Xiaoguan silent for a while.
This time your father is really dead... This obviously refers to Emperor Wen Wu Changfeng. Does this mean that he did not die in the avalanche?
Your mother Xu Yunqing was with you...Xu Yunqing is not dead either!
A group of monks from Fan State have arrived, using the pretext of delivering a coffin to enter Guanyun City. Among them are five Saint-level monks. Are they planning a decapitation?!
Fan State sent out 300,000 troops. Such an important matter, but Zhou Tongtong still hasn't reported it. If Fatty hadn't told me... these 300,000 troops landed in Hexi Prefecture and attacked Guanyun City directly. Wouldn't it cause a big chaos?
The fat guy took Jang Geum Castle on the third day of April... This fat guy is simply looking for death!
This is forcing me to end the battle before April 3rd and send troops to Changjin City of Fan State!
Ji Yungui has indeed made a big deal out of this mess. It’s fine if you make it as big as you want, but you should at least notify me!
The soldiers have been transferred out, and the only ones still available are 50,000 navy troops. Of course, these 50,000 navy troops have also received training from the Divine Sword Army and can be used as the army.
The original idea was to transfer 50,000 marines, take merchant ships to the Qinhuai River, and let 100,000 navy ships board to rescue the Ryukyu Kingdom from danger. At this time, the combat forces of that fleet were on the land of the Ryukyu Kingdom, and the number of personnel on their ships would naturally be reduced a lot. They also thought of launching a surprise attack, but now it is obviously not possible.
This battle has undergone tremendous changes, especially with the appearance of Emperor Wen and Xu Yunqing and the participation of Fan State, forcing Fu Xiaoguan to make corresponding changes.
He couldn't go there in person. He wanted to see Xu Yunqing very much, and also wanted to see his 'father' Wu Changfeng who had always cared for him. He still had to stay in Guanyun City to command this major battle!
But he had to leave Guanyun City and the drama had to go on. What else could he do? He could only bring Ning Siyan back and have Xu Xinyan disguise him as her.
"Lord Nangong."
"I am here."
"Did you know that my father was alive?"
"Your Majesty, I really don't know."
Why did he go to Fan State?
Fu Xiaoguan suddenly remembered that when Fan Tianning was talking about the withered cicada, he mentioned a monk, saying that the monk was called Master Binchen, and he became a monk in the White Horse Temple.
He didn't care at all at that time, but now he thinks that the monk Master Juchen was Wu Changfeng.
"Your Majesty... Now is the time for the Three Kingdoms to unite."
“I know, it’s okay.
Jia Nanxing walked in with Zhuo Bieli and Bai Yulian.
"Zhuo Bieli obeys your orders!"
"Your Majesty, I, Zhuo Bie Li, await your orders!"
"I command you to personally lead 50,000 naval troops to Beijun City in Hexi Prefecture immediately. There, await the Fan army. After defeating Fan's 300,000-man army, board the enemy ships and assault Janggeum Castle!"
"...Your Majesty, obey your command!"
"Bai Yulian obeys!"
"Your Majesty, Bai Yulian obeys your orders!"
"Additional orders to your command: After capturing Jinling City, leave 10,000 men behind to defend it, while the remaining 40,000 embark and return immediately. This is because an enemy force of 20 warships is very likely to appear behind us."
Bai Yulian was stunned. "Ten thousand men defending Jinling? How are they going to deal with the four frontier armies rushing to Jinling's aid?"
"The ones who can really spare some time are Fei An's troops in the Western Border Army. Fei An has been secretly transferred by Yu Wendao to the Southern Border Army. He will be in charge of the 300,000-man Tiance Army. We don't know who Yu Wendao will appoint as the commander of the Western Border Army yet. I will handle this matter. As for Yu Wentian's troops in the Northern Border Army, we will assign two divisions from the First Army to watch over them. If he wants to leave, we will fight him. If he doesn't, we will wait him out. The same goes for the Eastern Border Army."
"As for the Yi Nation's 100,000-strong revenge army, we will use the remaining six divisions to annihilate them. After that, we will directly capture Tailin City."
"This battle is the battle to establish the Wu Dynasty!"
"After this battle is over..." Fu Xiaoguan stood in front of the huge map and stretched out his hand to draw a line. "All these territories and the people in them will belong to the Wu Dynasty!"
"Liu Jin, grind ink for me!"
"I obey your command."
Fu Xiaoguan looked at them and smiled. There was no nervousness on his face at all. Instead, there was an inexplicable excitement: "I suddenly want to write a poem. Are you interested in reading it?"
Nangong Yiyu and others were stunned. It's already this time and you still have the leisure to write poetry?
Fu Xiaoguan came to the desk, picked up his brush, dipped it in ink, and wrote a stroke on a piece of rice paper, although it was ugly, it was rich and colorful:
The wind blows and the clouds fly.
Returning to my hometown with great power throughout the country.
How can I find brave men to guard the four directions?
Just three sentences.
He put down his pen and admired it very carefully, "This is the Great Wind Song!"
"Let the storm come even harder!"
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