But then it felt wrong.

Judging from my sister’s age, she must be at least eleven or twelve years old.

Even if His Majesty was precocious, he shouldn’t have given birth to a girl this big.

“Your Highness, this in your arms…”

“Firefly hook!”

“Corpse Ancestor Firefly Hook?”

Song Wentong’s eyes suddenly widened.

I looked left and right, but I couldn’t reconcile the person in front of me with the figure in my memory.

“Um, call me sister. You are the Yinggou. Your whole family is Yinggou!”

The elder sister emphasized, then turned her head away in dissatisfaction.

“It’s normal that you didn’t recognize her. She practiced martial arts and made herself smaller. Not to mention you, even Shi Yao, who has been in Xuanming Sect for countless years, didn’t recognize her!”

As he spoke, Li Changping casually threw the girl in his arms.

The elder sister was dragged by the big schoolbag behind her and fell to the ground in a spiral.

“Is she really Ying Gou, the Corpse Ancestor known as the Boundless Underworld Sea?”

Song Wentong was still a little unconvinced, so he moved closer again with a shameless face and looked at it carefully.

“More than 20 years ago, Zhu Wen held the emperor hostage, and the Xuanming Sect caused me a lot of trouble. Now that you have become like this, I will definitely…”

Looking at the elder sister timidly rummaging through her bag, Song Wentong suddenly felt a sense of revenge.

But before he could put on his evil smile.

There was a sudden heavy blow on the right side of the face, almost knocking the entire head off.

When I looked at my sister again.

The timid and cute look had long disappeared. He was holding a big loudspeaker in his hand, with disdain all over his face.

“Awkward~”

Chapter 155 Tian Khan

“Your Highness, the Jin State camp is in front of us.”

Standing on the top of Tongguan City, Song Wentong pointed to the densely packed tents in the distance.

“I received news the day before yesterday that Meng Zhixiang’s Wu-Chu coalition had been defeated and retreated. Wang Yanzhang personally led 3,000 troops and is rushing here at an urgent speed of 800 miles. It is expected to arrive the day after tomorrow.”

“If we can draw more troops from the surrounding areas, we can probably gather 80,000 of them, and our chances of winning will be greatly increased…”

“We can’t withdraw troops!”

Before Song Wentong could finish, Li Changping interrupted:

“With the grain stored in Tongguan, we can barely support 30,000 people. If there are more, we will have to impose corvée and taxes! Now there are so many things to be done in the interior of the country, and we cannot bear such a heavy burden!”

“But……”

“Don’t say but, he’s just Li Siyuan, he’s not my opponent.”

A hint of confidence flashed across Li Changping’s face.

He glanced at the Jin army tent outside the city again and turned and left.

But when you walk down the city wall.

His eyes became more determined.

The Central Plains is mainly based on farming, and its combat methods are not as flexible and varied as those of nomadic people.

Moreover, the Tang Dynasty was not limited to the Central Plains.

The vast grasslands in the north, the miasma-filled swamps in the south, the long Silk Road in the west, and the boundless sea in the east.

These once belonged to the Tang Dynasty…

It’s a simple sentence to restore the glory of the Tang Dynasty, but it’s not easy at all to do it in reality.

Although he seemed to have done a lot, he was still far from the peak of the Tang Dynasty.

Especially after so many years of chaos.

How can every household have surplus food for war when they can’t even feed themselves?

The only solution now is to take back the title of Heavenly Khan.

Only by letting the soldiers of the grassland serve him can the Central Plains have time to recuperate.

“Mobei…”

Think of this.

Li Changping flicked the hilt of the Zixiao Sword with his finger, and a metallic green sound immediately came from the air.

At the same time, look into the distance.

It was as if the sky was cut through and I saw the Liao royal tent thousands of miles away.

“Mirror Heart Demon should understand what I mean. What I need is not the ruins of Mobei, but a bloody butcher knife that can be used to sweep outward!”

—-

“Sister Wang, what’s going on?”

In a courtyard near the city gate, this is Song Wentong’s temporary office.

At this moment, he had no time to take care of the documents on the table.

He just closed the door mysteriously and looked into the eyes of the heroic woman in front of him.

Li Maozhen didn’t understand what his brother meant.

Seeing Song Wentong like this, he was a little curious: “What’s wrong? Brother Wang, what are you talking about?”

“look……”

Seeing her face full of questions, Song Wentong anxiously swept away the documents on the table, and then took out rolls of paper from some corner.

“Brother Wang knows what you like. Here are the writing brushes, inkstones, and paper that Brother Wang prepared for you. They are all top-quality items. Now you can give full play to your creative ideas!”

Upon hearing this, Li Maozhen took a few steps back.

He looked at the uncharacteristic brother in front of him with some caution: “What do you mean?”

“I mean, how far have you and His Highness come? I see that you don’t even have the courage to look at him. When will the crown prince be born?”

“What are you talking about, brother Wang!”

This time, Li Maozhen understood what her brother meant, and hurriedly wanted to run away in shame and anger.

But after taking only two steps, he was stopped again.

“Sister Wang, you are responsible for the restoration of the Tang Dynasty. How can you retreat now? Your Highness is young and has tasted the sweetness of life. If you don’t seize the opportunity…”

“I think you want to be the uncle of the emperor, right?”

Li Maozhen was becoming increasingly confused about his own brother.

When he was young, he was full of passion and was willing to risk his life for the Tang Dynasty.

In middle age, perhaps influenced by other princes, he began to become ambitious and attempted to covet the throne.

And now, after so many years, he has actually started selling girls to get ahead.

just like……

Li Changping had a very important handle on him, and he urgently needed deeper shackles to bind himself to the Tang Dynasty.

“You can’t say that, sister. I am thinking about you. Besides, considering his background, how many people in this world are worthy of him? Even though you are a little older and not that pretty…”

Boom~

Huanyin’s internal force erupted with endless anger, knocking the unprepared Song Wentong flying.

Li Maozhen’s brows were filled with anger:

“Become the emperor’s uncle? Just go and dream on!”

—-

Two days later.

When the drums of the gathering generals roared.

Wang Yanzhang, who came from afar, was already standing inside the Tongguan Marshal’s Mansion.

Li Changping sat in the middle, with two members of the Bi tribe hiding in the shadows on his left and right.

in front of him.

Song Wentong and Li Maozhen were among them, including the curious elder sister and the holy ladies of Huanyinfang.

Seeing that everyone had gathered, Li Changping picked up a lamp and illuminated the map on the table.

It is filled with small flags of different colors.

Some are written in Tang Dynasty, some in Jin Dynasty. But every mountain, river and stream are vivid, as if they cover the terrain around Tongguan.

Li Maozhen raised his head proudly.

This picture was drawn by her after two days and two nights of almost no sleep.

It is more detailed and clearer than previous maps.

“Tongguan is bordered by the Yellow River to the north and the Qinling Mountains to the south. It connects Jin, Chang’an, and Luoyang. If Li Siyuan wants to enter Chang’an, there is only one way to go.”

Li Changping pointed to the most conspicuous position on the map, and a bright red Tang flag immediately appeared there.

“I originally wanted to change the morale of his army, but Li Siyuan has no regard for the people and has imposed heavy taxes. The Tang Dynasty has been broken, and we can no longer let him do what he wants. So our army has to take the initiative to attack, it is urgent!”

After giving a brief account of the situation.

Li Changping finally picked up the Jin flag, which was much more numerous than the Tang flag.

in a blink.

Densely packed khaki flags have covered the entire map on the right side of Tongguan.

“The Jin army has a large number of troops, and the east side of Tongguan is full of mountains and rocks. If our army attacks rashly, we will surely repeat the mistakes of Geshu Han.”

Everyone listened to Li Changping quietly, without saying a word, their eyes moving back and forth following the flag on the picture.

“The mountains are not conducive to cavalry charges. In this battle, our army will abandon horses and fight with infantry.”

“Infantry?”

Speaking of which.

Li Maozhen and Song Wentong’s expressions changed slightly.

As we all know, Qi State is close to Mobei and produces many war horses. In Li Changping’s previous campaigns, cavalry was the main force.

This time, the infantry was used, which obviously gave up the advantage of the cavalry’s flexibility. In such a fight, the one with more people would certainly have the upper hand.

But they also understood that mountainous areas were a dead end for cavalry, and infantry would be more flexible than cavalry in such terrain.

While I was thinking, I heard Li Changping say:

“The Yellow River on the north side turns through Tongguan, so the Fengling Ferry opposite accumulates a lot of silt and forms a high hill.”

“Wang Yanzhang, I will give you 10,000 troops. You must cross the Yellow River overnight and occupy this high ground. Remember, bring plenty of flags and drums. Once the battle at Tongguan breaks out, wave the flags and shout, raising the dust to make it look like tens of thousands of troops are rushing to support us!”

Done.

On the map, there was another Tang flag on the other side of Tongguan. Li Changping turned to Song Wentong.

“Song Wentong, tomorrow we will form the battle line. You and I will lead 20,000 troops to meet the enemy. The terrain of Tongguan is not suitable for 300,000 troops. In addition, there is smoke and dust in the north. Li Siyuan will surely become suspicious and retreat into the mountains.”

“This is a trick to lure the enemy. You pretend to fall for it, and after walking a few miles, you will see a narrow pass sandwiched between two cliffs.”

“Ge Shuhan was defeated here. If Li Siyuan wants to win, he will definitely use this place. You continue to move forward, and Wang Yanzhang will rescue you when the time comes.”

“When Li Siyuan found out that the reinforcements were just bluffing, he would not miss the opportunity to strike hard at the fallen.”