Chapter 161: Asking for help

The Fuzhou army attacked Wankou again, and once again suffered a heavy defeat. Xiang Hui led three thousand elite soldiers to attack Wankou for a long time. The opportunity was to be trapped and horses were not taken down by the bandit leader Bantian Yun led elite troops to attack. Three thousand soldiers were killed and injured. Three thousand soldiers fled from Wankou in a panic. On the way back to Hailing, they met Xiang Feng's cavalry battalion. The two merged into one place and turned back to attack again. Unexpectedly, Bantian Yun had expected this. They laid ambush and set up traps. It was when autumn was dry and the things were dry. A fire burned the two of them to their heads and their foreheads were scattered. Finally, they broke out from the sea of ​​fire. They encountered Bantian Yun and attacked happily. When they fled to Hailing, there were only less than two thousand tiger besides when they set off. Xiang Hui's infantry was almost completely injured and killed. All the people could escape were their personal guards. These men were thick armor and horses. They could still run with Xiang Hui. The rest were either captured or killed.

Xiang Feng is such a bad thing. Since Huai'an led his troops to attack, he has not fought a battle seriously in a few months. After half of the day, he has been running around with Yun, almost half of Huai'an. Yun is more cunning than a fox, and can always smell it in advance. No matter how carefully planned and cleverly arranged, this guy can always find his correct position accurately, and then give you a completely different direction, always letting you follow him behind his butt. He finally thought he had blocked him, but he still didn't face the front and head-on battle, and was burned to pieces by a fire. Looking at the smoke and fire, all of them were like the Kitchen God's subordinates. Looking at the original hair, his hair was shiny, now his body was black, white, and burnt, he had the intention to cry.

At this point, the Fuzhou army had gone all its elite. Fuzhou was not shown by its military strength. After Xiang Xianhe became the commander, he even thoughtfully got into Qian's eyes. He only maintained a regular army of less than 20,000 people, and there were even fewer elites. Xiang Feng and Xiang Hui both returned in disarray, and all the elites were lost. Fuzhou had no more soldiers to fight. Seeing the two beloved generals kneeling in front of him, Xiang Xianhe couldn't help but collapse on the chair. The fat meat on his body kept trembling, the muscles on his face twitched, and his breathing was rapid, which made people worry that they could not lift it up in one breath, so they passed.

"What to do? What to do?" Xiang Xianhe finally recovered from the huge blow. His previous inattention finally turned into bitter wine. At present, the salt workers' riots were in a state of sparks. The bandit leader had already pointed directly at Huai'an, the capital of Fuzhou. He heard the spies' rewards. He was afraid that there were tens of thousands of people. What should Huai'an use to defend? The first time Xiang Xianhe regretted it, and did not seriously build a powerful army. At this time, all wealthy beauties, gold, silver and jewelry were all floating clouds. Did they run away after rolling these things? He was afraid that the family and the emperor would not let him go, but it was still a word of death.

The huge balls of meat rolled around in the hall, and sweat beads on their faces rolled. As his footsteps fell into the hall, two marks gradually formed. Everyone in the hall held their breath, and no one dared to anger the general at this time.

After a few circles, Xiang Xianhe finally remembered that there were his generals and his advisers in the hall. These people ate, drank, used, and took his. Why didn't they use it at this critical moment?

"Are you all mute? What should I do now? Find a way, I can't figure out a way. Before the cloud cuts off my head for the past half day, I will cut off your head first!" Xiang Xianhe roared.

Everyone trembled. In addition to making money, the handsome man was invincible in the world and was able to chop people's heads. He immediately started to pay attention.

Recruiting soldiers!

Reorganize and strengthen the army!

Divergence and differentiation!

Recruit the bandit leader!

There were many different opinions in the hall, and a group of strategists even quarreled with each other, all of whom were blushing and emphasized that what they said was the right way, but when Xiang Xianhe heard it, he knew that none of these attention was reliable. Recruiting soldiers and reorganizing the strong army. A joke, the two strong soldiers I worked hard to manage were destroyed without any chance of a single one. The group of troops that he hurriedly got was useless except for spending money, and they were divided and divided, and recruiting bandits. Not to mention that the court would not allow it, the three southern states were fighting so hard that no one in the court dared to say that they would attract peace. I dare to take this risk here? Besides, the Yun was in the hands of the victory book now. If I kill me, I will have everything. Will I surrender to me?

Xiang Xianhe glanced around the hall with fierce eyes and finally found that a person was bowing his head and pondering, but he was Master Ji Ji Sichen, whom he valued the most.

"Master Ji, are you not paying attention?" he said gloomyly.

When everyone heard that the general looked at Ji Sichen, they immediately closed their mouths at the same time and looked at Ji Sichen at the same time.

Ji Sichen raised his head, "Master, what you said just now is that the distance water cannot save the near fire. In the eyes of Ji, the current plan is enough to ask for help."

"Ask for help?" Xiang Xianhe said: "Who will come to help us? I'm afraid they will wait to see my joke!"

"Master, why did you forget that we have a neighbor who is very strong! Even the barbarians are defeated in their hands. What is the only salt workers' riot? As long as the commander can invite them to send troops, it is just around the corner to put out the riots." Ji Sichen said affirmatively.

"You are talking about Li Qing in Dingzhou!" Xiang Xianhe's eyes lit up.

"Yes, the Grand Marshal is Li Qing of Dingzhou. The powerful soldiers and generals in Li Qing's hands are all characters who have fought old wars. Unlike our Fuzhou soldiers, although they are well-equipped, they have never been to the battlefield. They are bound to fight once they fight. If they change to veterans on the battlefield in Dingzhou, they will definitely succeed. Moreover, the Grand Marshal, Li Qing is the royal prince-consort, and you are a royal relative. In short, the two are still a bit incense and are both royal relatives. As long as you are willing to ask for help, I guess that Li Qing will definitely send troops to help for the sake of Princess Qingcheng." Ji Sichen said.

"But Li Qing's army is all arranged on the front line of the grassland to guard against the barbarians, so how can there be extra troops to support us? If the troops are drawn and the barbarians come to attack, it will not be worth the loss, and he will not want to!" Xiang Xianhe hesitated and said.

"Master, he is willing to ask Li Qing to send troops in vain, but he is naturally unwilling to do so, but if you are willing to pay the price, as long as the price is large enough, why is Li Qing not willing? Master, what is Li Qing missing? Now he maintains such a powerful army, and Dingzhou has always been poor and must be short of money. As long as the Master is willing to pay a sum of troops, Li Qing will definitely draw a part of the army. By then, Li Qing will get the money, and we will destroy the bandits and save Fuzhou, and each will get the right place. Wouldn't it be nice?"

"How much money does it take to exchange for Li Qing's troops?" Xiang Xianhe couldn't help but feel a little distressed when he thought about spending a lot of money. But then he thought that he had spent money now. As long as Fuzhou is preserved, there are opportunities to earn it back. I hope Li Qing's appetite will not be too big.

"As for how much money can satisfy Li Qing's appetite, Sichen really dares not speak nonsense. It depends on how the Grand Marshal and Li Qing talk!"

Xiang Xianhe turned around more than a dozen circles in the hall, but finally couldn't think of any other way. He had to grit his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll go to Dingzhou to talk to Li Qing in person. No matter how big his appetite is, I will satisfy him. As long as he is willing to send troops."

Xiang Xianhe hurriedly packed his clothes and seized the time to go to Dingzhou City. The rest of Fuzhou officials began to get busy and prepared for city defense. The field army was gone, but the city still had to guard. However, when everyone saw the thin and short city wall, their only reliance disappeared without a trace. Everyone placed their hope on the general's trip and could bring back reinforcements.

After a busy day, Ji Sichen returned to his mansion. Although he was so tired that his bones were about to disperse, he was still full of energy. He came to his backyard alone, walked to a monastery, and knocked on the door gently.

"Come in!" a female voice inside ordered.

Ji Sichen pushed open the door and respectfully saluted the woman in the inner room, "Director Qingfeng, I have done everything you told me. The general has decided to ask Dingzhou for help and has already set off today."

Qingfeng smiled and said, "I already know, you are doing this well, sit down!"

"I dare not!" Ji Sichen refused: "There is no seat in front of the director."

Qingfeng smiled and said, "Master Ji, you are very smart and wise. You know that Fuzhou is about to fall into the Great Marshal and are powerless to turn things around. Although you have joined the Statistical Survey Department and become my subordinate, you don't have to be too polite. My subordinates kill and set fire, and steal, but people like you are knowledgeable, capable, and knowledgeable about the current situation. They are really rare. There are many places to rely on in the future!"

Ji Sichen couldn't help but be surprised and happy. He was able to get through the salt merchant Cui Yicheng and got to know Qingfeng. He immediately guessed the truth of the whole matter. He was extremely wise and immediately chose to join the winning party and became a member of the Dingzhou Statistical Investigation Department. Listening to Qingfeng's tone, he would definitely get a very important position in the Statistical Investigation Department in the future. This made him overjoyed. He knew from Cui Yicheng that the Statistical Investigation Department Qingfeng was basically a hand covering the sky. No one except Li Qing could reach in. What she said was basically a foregone conclusion.

"Chief, I have some unknown subordinates!" I sat sideways in front of Qingfeng.

"Say!" Qingfeng said.

"Since the director said that Hailing is extremely important to our Dingzhou, why not ask the general directly for Hailing to exchange for troops? Wouldn't this bring Hailing into his command faster?"

Qingfeng said: "This is faster. I also believe that Xiang Xianhe would agree if he had no choice but to agree, but this would be greatly detrimental to our future actions. What we want is the entire Fuzhou, not Hailing. In fact, once Dingzhou sends troops, Hailing is directly under our control. Why do you have to do this? Let Xiang Xianhe realize in advance that we have the intention of coveting Fuzhou!"

"The director is brilliant!" Ji Sichen complimented.

"Your next task is to constantly persuade Xiang Xianhe to ask for reinforcements from our Dingzhou, and at the same time make him believe that we have no desire for Fuzhou, but just for his money. As long as he takes out a large amount of money, we will put out all the rebellions for him." Qingfeng smiled.

This requires both money and land, and I'm afraid it will be fatal in the future! Ji Sichen couldn't help but feel glad that he had taken the last bus. He couldn't help but feel pity for the Grand Marshal Xiang who was rushing to Dingzhou. If he knew that every time he took one more step to Dingzhou, he would step closer to the gates of hell. I wonder what he would think?

Ji Sichen said goodbye and left. Zhong Jing, who had been standing silently, could not help but say, "Miss, although Ji Sichen is talented, he is not virtuous. Xiang Xianhe treats him well, but he sells him cleanly in a blink of an eye. How can such a person be valued?"

Qingfeng shook his head and said, "Zhong Jing, you have been in the world for too long. You know the mystery of this. When the water is clear, there will be no fish, and when the people are observant, there will be no disciples. It is better to have talent and virtue. But how many such people can have? Even if there is, can they be used for me? More people are like Ji Sichen. As long as you control the law, I will use their talents. Don't worry too much."
Chapter completed!