The smell of frost and mist could already be smelled in the air after autumn, and Chongmenhuan's face was shrouded in a circle of light in the morning light, which was a little unreal.
There seemed to be a smile on the woman's lips, and when she spoke, her voice was very soft and light, but when she heard it, it was boundless: "The emperor can borrow 300,000 soldiers from Xiliang, but these 300,000 must not be worth the 30,000 elite soldiers of other people, has the emperor thought about what to do?"
” When she said others, she was referring to the army that was desperate.
The army that came out of that man's hands must be the best, and the people of Xiliang did not have the intention of helping Yan Jiuming, but because of the benefits, it was estimated that in private, Yan Jiuming also promised Xiliang something.
Similar to how many cities.
The relationship between the Xiliang people and the Chongmen Jue is not shallow, this is very clear to Chongmen Huan, and the Chongmen Jue is now in the hands of more than 400,000 elite soldiers, and Yan Jiuming is only a few 200,000 in his hands, and the quality is very different from the Chongmen Jue.
Even if you add Xiliang's 300,000, it can't be worth it.
The army of the Xiliang people is just indiscriminate, and its combat effectiveness is absolutely very weak, and when the time comes, it is inevitable that they will be defeated and retreated.
Yan Jiuming didn't think of this question, he looked at Chongmen Huan bitterly, many words came to his lips but he couldn't say much, hesitated and asked Chongmen Huan: "What can you do?"
” Regarding Chongmen Huan's choice to help him, Yan Jiuming still felt a little incredible.
After all, no matter what, Chongmen Huan is Chongmenjue's younger sister, helping others to deal with her brother, it seems that there must be some entanglements between her and Chongmenjue.
What it is, he doesn't want to ask, Chongmen Huan probably is, and he won't say it.
In the cool autumn atmosphere, Chongmenhuan's empty eyes were shrouded in a layer of vague mist, which looked empty and extremely cool.
The words that came out of her mouth were even more terrifying and weird: "After the Xiliang Army and our army converge, the emperor can personally go to war at that time, find a reason to kill the commander of the Xiliang Army before the war, and control the order, which will definitely make 300,000 stragglers worth 100,000 elite soldiers." ” Yan Jiuming looked at Chongmen Huan in astonishment, and only after a long time did he find his words: "Killing the commander of the Xiliang Army, won't that anger the Xiliang Army?"
What if they repent?
” "Repentance?"
Chongmen laughed happily, his hands were gently folded together, rubbing, his movements were slow and gentle, but the smile on his lips was extremely cruel: "The agreement between the two countries does not say that it is not allowed to behead the commander of the Xiliang Army, and if you want to find a reason, it must be a big contradictory reason!"
” "It is necessary to make the people of Xiliang dumb and speechless, I believe that the emperor must have this ability."
That's the end of it.
What should I do, I believe that Yan Jiuming already has a fixed number in his heart.
Yan Jiuming had indeed recovered from the shock just now, and the ripples in his heart rose and fell, this move of Chongmen Huan was really terrifying.
The two countries signed an agreement, it seems that Nanqin is on the weak side, and ordinary people categorically dare not touch the commander of the Western Liang Army, but Chongmen Huan thought of another point, asking Yan Jiuming to kill the commander of the Western Liang Army.
The reason for this is naturally understood by Yan Jiuming.
The 300,000 soldiers sent by the Xiliang army were under the control of the commander, and the commander was under the control of the ruler of Xiliang, and the orders conveyed by the ruler to the commander were inevitably inactive and perfunctory.