I am Emperor Wanli

Chapter 679 If you want to cheat someone, you have to cheat them to death!
"Surround Wei and rescue Zhao!"

Huo Jing and Tian Le said the word in unison.

"Mr. Tian, ​​you speak first."

"Okay." Tian Le said happily, "The prisoners from Khotan said that the Yarkand State had about 30,000 soldiers, and the rich land was mainly concentrated in the Fernakan Basin, the Hasihar-Yarkand area, and the southern foothills of the Tianshan Mountains, such as Wuchi (Wushi), Asu (Aksu), and Kuxian (Kuche), which were the hinterland.

The areas south of the desert and at the foot of the Kunlun Mountains are extremely dry and barren, and have never been taken seriously by the Yarkand Kingdom. They are its weakest points, and we just happened to get in.

Now the main force of the Yarkand Kingdom, about 20,000 cavalry, followed their leader Abdukhalin Khan to the east to fight in the Turpan Kingdom.

Now it still has 10,000 soldiers and horses in its hinterland, and the private soldiers in the hands of tribal leaders and nobles, add up to about 10,000, and all together there are about 20,000.

Chief envoy, deputy envoy, if we can annihilate the 20,000 troops left behind in the heart of Yarkand, we will be able to move calmly and take the initiative. "

Huo Jing nodded: "Initiative. I heard this term when I was attending classes at Xishan Military Academy, and I also understood its importance. If we seize the initiative on the battlefield, we will have a 50% chance of winning."

"Yes, envoy. We are using the strategy of besieging Wei to save Zhao to seize the initiative on the battlefield. We are not familiar with this place, and we don't know the enemy's strength or where they will attack us.

Just like a tiger running into the grassland, once it opens its eyes, it is easy to be besieged by wolves. Instead of rushing around, it is better to dig a pit on the spot, place bait, and attract all the enemies. "

"Mr. Tian, ​​what do you think is the strategy of attacking Zhao from the Wei side?"

"You should have a plan in mind. Why don't you tell me about it so that I can also take a look at it."

Huo Jing nodded, "I heard from the captives that the capital of Yarkand is called Yarkand, but the elite are concentrated in Hasihar City. According to the Imperial Academy, Hasihar City is the economic, cultural and religious center of Yarkand, and also the political secondary capital of Yarkand.

It is said that the ruler of Yarkand spends half of the year in Hasihar City. We will first create momentum under Yarkand City to attract the attention of the people of Yarkand, and then make a feint and head straight for Hasihar City.

If we capture this city, the tribes of Yarkand will surely be shocked."

After expressing his opinion, Huo Jing looked at Tian Le and said, "Mr. Tian, ​​what do you think?"

Tian Le picked up the teacup and gulped down a few more gulps. "This is a good way to make a feint to the east and attack in the west. But I think we can go a step further."

"Go one step further?" Huo Jing raised his eyebrows, "How to go one step further?"

Tian Le didn't answer, but lowered his head and continued drinking tea.

Whoosh-whoosh-whoosh!
Crunch!

The sound of Huo Bian chewing mutton.

clap clap!

The sound of sparks flashing in the fire.

It was quite quiet inside the tent. Huo Jing was sitting on a stool with his sword and horse, his hands on his knees, his body slightly leaning forward, staring at Tian Le closely, as if a tiger was lurking opposite you.

Tian Le looked normal.

"Sir, Hasihar City has been a majestic city in the Western Regions for more than a thousand years, from the Shule City of the Western Han Dynasty to the present day, with high walls and strong fortifications.

How many soldiers are there in the city? We don't know. How are the city defenses? We don't know either. Yes, we have 20,000 soldiers, but these 20,000 soldiers are only cavalry, good at field battles but not good at sieges.

We are rushing to attack Hasihar City. We are unfamiliar with the place and it is difficult to guarantee that we will not be discovered by the enemy. Once we get stuck in the quagmire of siege, we will be using our own weakness to attack the enemy's strength. "

Crunch, crunch! Huo Bian was still tearing the lamb leg heartlessly. The hind leg of a half-grown lamb was gnawed into pieces by him, leaving only the bones.

Sparks would occasionally pop out of the fire. They must be the undigested grass seeds in the cow and sheep dung that were burned and exploded.

Huo Jing nodded slowly, "Mr. Tian is right. So what good plan does Mr. Tian have?"

"Your Excellency, I have heard from the surrendered soldiers and civilians in Khotan that Andijan, an important city in the west of Yarkand, is located in the east of the Fernakan Basin. It is an important transit point to the Transoxiana region and Samarkand. It is the most important commercial distribution center in Yarkand and is said to have the largest market in Yarkand.

I also heard that the Fernakan Basin and our Gancheng were seized by the Yarkand Kingdom from the Bukhara Khanate in the west. The Bukhara Khanate has always been resentful and often launched invasions from the west, and wars have continued.

My idea is very simple. Besiege Wei to save Zhao, make a feint to the east and attack in the west. I might as well use the strategy more thoroughly and deceive the enemy more ruthlessly.

We bypassed the cities of Yarkand and Hasihar, and headed west along the valleys and rivers of the Pamir Mountains, directly into the Fernakan Basin, burned down the cities of Aksi and Amdegan, and then raised the flag of the Bukhara State.

Huo Jing couldn't help but laugh, "Mr. Tian looks gentle, but he's braver than me."

Huo Bian had just finished eating the entire roasted leg of lamb. He threw the clean lamb bones on the ground and sucked on the greasy fingers of his right hand.

"Brother Qiejin is right. Each of you is braver than the other. Now I am the most timid person in the tent. I am as timid as a mouse. No, leave my fortress to me. I must be the first to rush into my fortress."

Huo Jing glanced at him and said, "Brother Bahan, do you agree with Mr. Tian's strategy?"

"Of course I agree. If you want to deceive the enemy, you must deceive them to death, and you won't pay for it even if they die."

Huo Jing smiled even more happily, "Okay, I also think Mr. Tian's strategy is better than mine. The area west of Hasihar is much more vast than the areas of Hasihar and Yarkand.

The bigger the place, the more suitable it is for our cavalry to fight. It was said in Xishan Military Academy that the biggest advantage of cavalry lies in mobility and impact.

Heavy cavalry excels at impact, which is not what we light cavalry should do. We should gallop back and forth, make long-distance raids, and avoid the strong and attack the weak.

Now they are rushing to attack our country and creating chaos in the Yarkand State. The more chaotic the situation is, the better it is for us.

Mr. Tian, ​​since you are able to propose to attack our city, you must have made all the necessary preparations."

"That's right." Tian Le answered cheerfully, "There are four horse slaves in Khotan. They have followed their master, the noble caravan of Khotan, and have traveled to our city seven or eight times. They are very familiar with the way there.

Because the ruler of Yarkand imposed heavy taxes on trade, the merchant caravans from Khotan often took the valleys and rivers of the Pamir Mountains in the south to avoid the tax collectors at the checkpoints.

We can ask them to be our guides and take us along the mountain road of the Pamir Mountains in the south, bypassing the cities of Yarkand and Hasihar, and enter the Fernagan Basin without anyone noticing, and go straight to the cities of Andigan and Aksi."

Huo Jing stood up and applauded, "Great! Mr. Tian thought of today's plan in Yutian and prepared for a rainy day. He is truly a talented disciple of Mr. Wenchang."

Huo Bian laughed, "Okay, you two masters have discussed the strategy, and the soldiers have rested enough, it's time to set off. This place is close to Yarkand City, if we stay there for too long, they will smell something sooner or later."

"Okay, Brother Han, pass the order down immediately. All the troops must assemble and set out in an hour."

"Yes!"

"Mr. Tian, ​​are you taking the four Yutian slaves with you?"

"Follow the propaganda team of the Political Work Department." "Okay, ask them to go to the Night Scouting Team, one person in each group, to be our guide."

"Yes!"

Three days later, in the Markansu River (Kizil River) Valley, more than 300 miles southwest of Hasihar City, a team of cavalry was slowly advancing on the mountain road in the valley.

Wearing red jackets and waving red flags, the red team stretched for more than ten miles, with no end in sight.

"My three lords, if we go through that mountain pass and go straight down along this river, we will reach the city of Hasihar in about four days." said a guide, pointing to the river valley.

"How long will it take us to reach the Fernagan Basin now?" Huo Jing asked.

"In reply to your words, we will walk along this valley for two days, pass a mountain pass called Tieyerlikye, and enter the valley east of the Fernakan Basin. After another two days, we will be able to see our Gancheng."

"Okay, keep going."

After a while, Tian Le said to Huo Jing, "Envoy, I'll go check on the baggage camp. The mountain roads here are too dangerous, and it's very dangerous for the loaded packhorses to walk. I have to keep a close eye on them."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Mr. Tian."

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Huo Jing and Huo Bian looked at Tian Le's back disappearing around the corner of the valley in the distance and turned around involuntarily.

"Brother Qiejin, Mr. Tian is indeed a Jinshi, so amazing!"

"Of course. When I was in the capital, I heard that the subject in which Mr. Tian passed the examination in the second year of the Longqing reign was a subject in which the new learning achieved great success.

There were several talented people in his class, including the clerk of Pan Shaoyin of the capital, Shen Wanxiang, and the clerk of Wang Duxian, the famous governor of Huguang, Li Mingchun, who were in the same class as him. "

"It's really amazing. Brother Qiejin, I used to think that scholars were all soft-hearted, but I don't see any softness in Mr. Tian.

From Chelichang to Yakele, and then to Qila Yutian, four cities, more than a thousand Yarkand officials and nobles, and their families, Mr. Tian led the Political Work Department work team, mobilized the people of the four cities, and presided over the meeting.

First he listed the crimes of those guys, then sentenced them in public and beheaded them on the spot. More than a thousand people, he killed them without hesitation, without any hesitation, he didn't look like a weak scholar at all. "

"All scholars are vicious, but Mr. Tian is decisive, which is even more unusual. He mobilized tens of thousands of people from the four cities to kill officials and nobles of the Yarkand State. In fact, it is the same as the surrender mentioned in the storybook."

"Accept the title of surrender? Brother Qiejin, now that you put it that way, I think it's quite similar.

Tens of thousands of people from the four cities of Khotan killed officials and nobles together, and their hands are stained with blood. Even if the Yarkand troops fight back, they can't wash their hands clean. They have to stick to the end, which means they are in the same mind as us.

The work teams left by Mr. Arita will lead the security teams to patrol the cities. Yarkand City will not find any abnormalities for a while, so we can attack our city quietly."

Huo Jing looked up at the snow-capped mountains in the west.

Above, rolling snow-capped mountains stand like guardians, their peaks covered with layers of snow, shining with pure white light. The air here is as thin and fresh as in Qinghai, and the sky is a deep blue, seemingly higher than the sky in the Central Plains and the southern grasslands of the desert.

The sun shines on the slopes of the snow-capped mountains, alternating between light and dark. Now it is early summer, and the low wilderness is full of wild flowers of various colors, colorful, like a moving picture.

Huo Bian also looked up for a while and couldn't help saying, "Brother Qiejin, the scenery here is similar to the Golden Mountain (Altai Mountains)."

"Yes, there are endless holy snow-capped mountains, deep valleys, and clear rivers. When we followed Altan Khan on the expedition to Wala and arrived there, we were deeply shocked and could not believe that there was such a beautiful place in the world.

It was so far away from our grassland that we thought it was the farthest place we had ever been in our lifetime. "

Huo Bian was also deeply touched by Huo Jing’s words.

"Yes, I also thought that was the farthest place I had ever been. But I could never have imagined what would happen to me later. We had our own pastures and tribes, and we directly paid tribute to the emperor, just like Altan Khan.

We went to Qinghai, traveled all over the river source plateau and river bend meadows, visited Qamdo, Batang, Litang, and now we are here again. Brother Qiejin, under the protection of the Emperor, I feel that I can ride my horse all the way to the end of the grassland. "

Huo Jing looked into the distance with his eyes sparkling, "This time when we entered the capital, His Majesty the Emperor told us that the world is so big, let us gallop freely, don't be hesitant, don't be timid, wave the whip, wield the steel knife, and follow the path our ancestors walked, and we will walk it again.

When we want to stop, His Majesty the Emperor will grant us a large piece of land as a fief, just like the Chagatai Khanate and the Ilkhanate. "

"Chagatai Khanate, Ilkhanate?" Huo Bian repeated these two words with infinite yearning in his eyes.

As a descendant of the Borjigin family, I certainly know the meaning of these two words.

"Brother, can we make it happen?"

Huo Bian murmured.

"Do you believe in His Majesty?"

"Of course I believe it! Your Majesty is a man of great talent and wisdom. Throughout history, I can only think of Genghis Khan who can be compared with him."

"That's fine."

Four days later, my dry city.

The sun was hanging in the sky, about an arm's length away from the top of Mount Karajuk in the northwest.

The caravans of camels and packhorses walked slowly into the west gate and the east gate under the slanting orange light. They came from the Central Yellow River region and the north and south roads of the Tianshan Mountains respectively.

These camels and pack horses, loaded with silk, porcelain, glass, and perfume from the East, as well as spices, gold, silver, and gems from the West, entered our Gancheng like two rivers converging towards each other.

The thin dusk, like a layer of mist, loomed over my city. The smoke from cooking fires in the city was like fish swimming upwards in an orange ocean, full of vitality.

The soldiers guarding the city smelled the aroma of food wafting from the city, swallowed their saliva, and looked forward to dark so that they could lock the doors and go home for dinner.

Some people noticed a slight vibration coming from the ground. They looked around at a loss, and suddenly, countless cavalry rushed out from the fields in the south.

They wore light armor and red shirts, and held hundreds of red flags, like a fire on the grassland, rushing towards them with incredible speed.

"Enemy attack!"

The defenders shouted heart-wrenchingly, and the rapid ringing of bells rang out, spreading throughout my city.

When the red fire was still a few hundred meters away from the city, the two heavy doors of the west gate were pushed by the flustered defenders. They slowly closed with a creaking sound, amid the great anxiety of the soldiers and civilians in the city.

With a loud bang, the west gate was finally closed, and there was no need to worry about the fire in the field burning into the city.

The frightened defenders on the city wall couldn't help but raise their hands high, jumping and dancing, and their cheers were like the tide!
(End of this chapter)