February 18th, the third year of Tiande.
Cangxi Plain.
The spring rain is endless in the twilight.
At the residence of the General of the Southern Border Army of the Yu Dynasty, Yu Wendao and Yu Chunqiu sat opposite each other in the study, but they were not discussing Taoism.
Yu Chunqiu was worried. "Your Majesty, I've thought carefully these days. Although Fu Xiaoguan has gone out to sea, and only the Wu Dynasty's Fourth Army is conducting routine training on the Huazhong Plain, according to Fu Xiaoguan's plan... could he have deliberately set a trap?"
Yu Wendao smiled and said, "Uncle, my Fu Xiaoguan is not a god. He relies on the Tianji Pavilion to control the world's intelligence. Now I can tell you that Zhou Tongtong...he has rebelled."
Yu Chunqiu was stunned. "Is this news accurate?"
"Of course. Otherwise, with the military strength of the Wu Dynasty, if he had known about the Spring Thunder Plan earlier, he would have sent his troops to counterattack long ago, and there would be no time for us to prepare calmly."
"Uncle, this isn't important now. The outcome has been decided..." He suddenly looked up and pointed at the calligraphy hanging in the study. "Is this calligraphy from Princess Peng's hand? I remember seeing Princess Peng's calligraphy when I was young. It was majestic and powerful, just like her sword."
"By the way, this poem, could it also be written by Princess Peng?"
Yu Chunqiu was silent for a moment. "This poem was written by Fu Xiaoguan when he passed by here on his way to attend a literary gathering in the Wu Dynasty."
Yu Wendao nodded, "I think it must have been written by him. He is the world's top writer. Apart from him, I can't think of anyone else who can write such a poem."
"Eight hundred miles to distribute roast meat to the subordinates,
Fifty strings play the sounds from beyond the Great Wall,
Autumn military training on the battlefield!
The horse is as fast as Lu, and the bow is as loud as thunder.
To complete the king's affairs,
To win fame during life and after death,
Why fear gray hair? "
"What a wonderful poem! This poem should be left in the first row of the thousand stone tablets, so that people can admire it!"
Yu Chunqiu couldn't understand. The emperor came all the way here, and the war was about to break out, but he didn't talk about military affairs. Instead, he praised Fu Xiaoguan here... Was he so sure that the outcome was decided?
Yu Wendao retracted his gaze, "Uncle, do you think my brother-in-law really thought this way back then? Did he really want to accomplish the king's affairs and win a good reputation both before and after his death?"
Yu Chunqiu took a deep breath. "At that time, Fu Xiaoguan had just begun to make a name for himself in Jinling. He didn't know his own life story yet. I think he might have really thought so."
Yu Wendao nodded slightly, "I think so. Back in Jinling, I often went to drink with him. We had a lot of fun chatting and even felt a mutual admiration."
"At that time, I didn't expect to become the emperor. Speaking of which, I and Fu Xiaoguan do have something in common."
"He wants to be a small landlord by the river, and I want to open the Qingfengxiyulou escort agency to the whole world."
"Tell me, if neither he nor I were emperors, and he was his small landlord, and I was the owner of Qingfeng Xiyu Tower, could we still drink and chat about spring flowers and autumn moon together?"
Yu Chunqiu frowned. His Majesty is a bit sentimental!
But he is not that kind of person!
Is he reminiscing about the past?
"Your Majesty, those who are accustomed to viewing the scenery from a mountaintop rarely look at the withered grass on the mountainside... I'm afraid you can never go back to the past."
"Yes..." Yu Wendao stood up and came to the calligraphy with his hands behind his back. He looked at the poem for a long time, and then said with certainty: "We can't go back to the past!"
After a ten-minute pause, he continued, "Eight hundred miles of roasted meat distributed to his subordinates, fifty strings of music echoing the sounds of the frontier, the battlefields are being reviewed in autumn! This fellow had such courage back then, I really underestimated him. So this time, I will fight him to the death!"
"I command!"
Yu Chunqiu stood up suddenly and saluted: "Your Majesty, Yu Chunqiu obeys your orders!"
"I order you to quickly lead 300,000 southern border troops into the Qishan Corridor. Once you reach the Huazhong Plain, set up camp there and await the Tiance Army's advance south!"
"Your Majesty...! I am your Majesty's subject, and I naturally dare not disobey your order, but I must say something to your Majesty."
Yu Wendao frowned and asked, "Go ahead."
"If we want to win this battle, we must mobilize the entire nation! I have received orders to proceed to Huazhong Plain, but Your Majesty, please remain here and gather the other three frontier armies before attacking. Otherwise..."
"What else would happen?"
Yu Chunqiu clasped his fists and bowed, "I'm not trying to intimidate the enemy. My wife once told me that when fighting against Fu Xiaoguan, we must confront him head-on and defeat his army head-on. Otherwise, all our schemes and tricks will be useless!"
Yu Wendao slowly turned around and looked at Yu Chunqiu, asking, "Fan State has 300,000 troops, I have 300,000 Tiance troops, and you have 300,000 border troops here, not counting the 100,000 revenge troops of Yi State, that's 900,000 troops!"
"Fu Xiaoguan's First Army is in the Chi Le Chuan Autonomous Region, and the Huazhong Plain only has the Fourth Army with 100,000 men. Even if he transferred the Third Army stationed in Siyang County and added the Second Army, there would only be 300,000 men."
"Uncle, 900,000 men against 300,000... Everyone is using flintlock rifles. This war is different from the Southwest War of the past. Moreover, Fu Xiaoguan has already gone to sea, and his 300,000 men must be divided into two battlefields... You just follow my orders. I will not argue with you any further."
Yu Chunqiu opened his mouth. He really wanted to say that although your 300,000 Tiance Army learned the training methods of the Divine Sword Army, they have never really been on the battlefield!
Although many of Fu Xiaoguan's troops have never been on the battlefield, they all know martial arts!
Is this combat power comparable?
The advantage now lies in the fact that Fu Xiaoguan has already gone to sea, but is this his confidence? Or is he deliberately creating confusion?
Another advantage is that the 300,000 troops of Fan State landed in Hexi Prefecture to contain the Wu Dynasty army, but how long can such containment last?
On the battlefield of the Wilderness Country, Fu Xiaoguan led 130,000 Divine Sword Army to defeat 500,000 Wilderness Army in half a day. If it were in the past, no one would have believed it, but it was a living fact.
Is this a moth to a flame?
Yu Chunqiu didn't know.
He now feels very fortunate that his wife Peng Yuyan took their three children to Chi Lechuan.
He no longer had any worries. If there was anything to be regretted, it was the lives of these 300,000 border soldiers.
"Your Majesty, I obey your command! Your Majesty, when will you set out?"
"You will set off early tomorrow morning."
The next day, the spring rain stopped and a thin fog rose over the Cangxi Plain.
In this morning mist, Yu Chunqiu finished selecting his troops and personally led the army to the border town with several days' worth of food and fodder.
Still more than 800 miles away from here, Peng Yuyan spurred his horse and was extremely anxious.
Her steed fell.
She is running.
Her shoes are gone.
She is still running.
She ran to an inn, which was on the official road of Jiangnan Road. She wanted to steal a horse here, but unexpectedly met a person.
She is Shang Ruoshui.
"Empress Dowager..."
"princess?"
"Where is the Queen Mother going?"
Shang Ruoshui smiled calmly, "Let's go to Linjiang. Are you going?"
"I have to go to the southern border. Isn't the Wu Dynasty going to fight with the Yu Dynasty? What are you going to Linjiang for?"
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