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Chapter 851 The hero is late
Just when the internal turmoil in the Tang Dynasty was attracting the attention of the people all over the world, in the city defense mansion of Huaiyuan City on the north bank of the Liaohe River.

The emperor, who was highly regarded and in charge of the Liaodong war, but had been defeated repeatedly and had not made any achievements. Changsun Wuji, the imperial envoy who had failed the expectations of countless people in the Tang Dynasty and disappointed Li Shimin, was sitting here with a leisurely look on his face.

Although he was cursed by the whole world, he did not feel the slightest bit of shame.

On the opposite side, Jie Li Khan, who was also hated by the world, was discussing the next war with Zhangsun Wuji.

Changsun Wuji drank a sip of tea comfortably, put down the cup and said: "Khan, the Three Kingdoms of Han have been destroyed, and it is time for our Tang Dynasty to do one more step. It has been more than half a year. If the Tang Dynasty does not cross this small Liao River, it will be a bit unreasonable."

"It's summer now, and the grass and water on the grassland are lush and green."

"You can't graze horses or sheep here. We Turks have wanted to withdraw our troops a long time ago. Don't worry, we won't stay here."

The two sides have cooperated to this point and their relationship is very harmonious. Jie Li said casually: "As you can see, I am constantly migrating people to the grassland day and night. Even if it is only men, there are still 500,000 or 600,000 people in total."

"Plus, these people are widely distributed in hundreds of cities in the three countries, and people occasionally rise up in rebellion. It will take some time."

Changsun Wuji frowned and thought for a while. What Jie Li said made sense. It was easy to kill 500,000 or 600,000 people, and it would be done in a few days. But it was not so easy to migrate so many people across mountains and rivers to the grassland.

After thinking for a while, Changsun Wuji stretched out two fingers and shook them: "Two months, another two months should be enough."

Before Jie Li could say anything else, Changsun Wuji said with a worried look on his face: "Khan, you should also consider our Tang Dynasty: "It has been almost a year since you Turks invaded Goguryeo from the south last winter, and the Tang Dynasty has sent troops for half a year."

"We are such a big country, and we have spent so much money and mobilized so many troops for several months, but we have achieved nothing?"

"Not only did we not fight across the Liao River, but we also had to frequently play along with you and falsely report to the outside world the losses that never occurred. I calculated that in the past few months, the number of casualties reported by our Tang Dynasty has reached more than 200,000."

"You know how people in the world view me now. They all say that I am the most useless general since the founding of the Tang Dynasty. I am a good-for-nothing."

Jie Li was amused when he saw Zhangsun Wuji's distressed look: "You can also publicize our losses. You lost 200,000 men, but we annihilated 300,000 Turkic cavalry. That's easy to explain."

"How many people are there in your Turkic tribe? We only mobilized 200,000 people to go south this time. Where did the 300,000 people come from for me to kill?"

Zhang Sun Wuji rolled his eyes and said, "If I dare to say that, I will be blamed for being an incompetent waste who falsely reported my achievements. It's better to leave it as it is now."

"The Emperor has announced that he will dismiss several of us from our posts. We will remain in our posts and wait for Li Jing and his men to arrive. They will take over my command. The army is coming from Luoyang. Even if we delay further, they will arrive in two months."

"Let's discuss how to handle the follow-up matters, shall we?"

When it comes to serious matters, Jie Li's heart sank and all the muscles tensed up. He knew what Changsun Wuji was referring to and put away his relaxed smile.

I glanced around subconsciously, but there was no one there.

Ever since he separated from Li Yan's Right Wise King faction, Jie Li no longer had any reservations. Every time he met Changsun Wuji, he would dismiss everyone else and discuss things with Changsun Wuji alone.

Although he was not sure whether there were any spies of Li Yan among the slaves and servants around him, he still isolated himself from the crowd out of caution.

"Okay, just two months."

There was no one in the hall, but Jie Li was still very careful, and his voice was only heard between the two of them. "Two months later, I will find an excuse to keep the Right Wise King's troops in Liaodong City. There is a lot of open space around there, and the walls are not very high. The rest of the things will be left to you."

"Khan, can you find a way to transfer the 20,000 troops of the Right Wise King? This will be safer."

Jie Li's face turned serious, and he shook his head decisively, saying, "It's impossible. It was already very difficult to isolate the Right Wise King's tribe. In order not to alert the enemy, I also ordered that the wealth collected from the Three Kingdoms of Korea be concentrated in Liaodong City, so that he would not be suspicious."

"Now you want me to separate the Right Wise King and his 20,000 troops. Even a fool would know that I have bad intentions and will end up making things worse. This matter concerns the future stability of the Turkic Khanate and whether my son can sit firmly on the throne of Khan. We must not make any mistakes."

Zhang Sun Wuji sighed with regret: "Well, with 20,000 soldiers buried with him, this Right Wise King should die without regrets, right?"

"By the way, it's been so long, have you confirmed his true identity?" Seeing that Changsun Wuji agreed, Jie Li also relaxed and asked tentatively.

“It’s been too long to be sure.”

Zhang Sun Wuji had a blank expression on his face, but a flash of murderous intent flashed across his eyes: "No matter if he is the eldest son of Prince Yin or not, as long as he uses this banner, he will surely die."

"His 20,000 men are all cavalry, and they are extremely brave. I'm afraid you can't take them down with your 100,000 troops in Yingzhou?" Jie Li reminded him. "There are more than 100,000 people in Yingzhou now."

Chang Sun Wuji showed a mysterious smile on his face: "In the past three months, in order to put on a show, the court has continuously mobilized troops from Hedong, Henan, Hebei, and Shandong to replenish Yingzhou. Now the troops gathered on the south bank of the Liao River are no less than 200,000."

"Plus, the emperor secretly dispatched 30,000 Flying Tigers three months ago, led by former Right Guard General Yuchi Jingde, who has been waiting in a secret place in Hebei Province for a long time."

"As long as the Khan creates the conditions, we can march into Liaodong."

When Jie Li heard this, he was shocked and frightened, and his face changed drastically, turning blue and white.

Just across the river, the Tang Dynasty had quietly assembled so many troops. If the Tang Dynasty really had ill intentions towards them and crossed the Liaohe River overnight, the Turks would be in great danger.

"Don't worry, Khan. We are allies. The Tang Dynasty has no intention of harming the Khan."

Seeing that Jie Li was frightened, Changsun Wuji comforted him, "With these 200,000 troops, plus the Flying Tiger Army, which can defeat ten enemies with one, a total of 230,000 troops can surround Liaodong City. And with Hou Junji and Yuchi Jingde, famous generals, they can lead them."

"Even if he is the reincarnation of King Chu, he can't escape even if he has wings."

Jie Li then felt relieved. Changsun Wuji told him frankly that the Tang Dynasty’s target was indeed not him.

This made Jie Li feel relieved, but also a little indignant.

He didn't know when his worth dropped to the point where the Tang Dynasty would rather join forces with him to get rid of the Right Wise King than take him seriously. Even his son Shi Luodie, who had destroyed three countries, was ignored by the Tang Dynasty.

He only has the Right Wise King in his eyes. This is outrageous!

Jie Li felt sad and heartbroken, and at the same time, a strong sense of humiliation surged in his heart.

I am the most important Khan of the Turks. I am the supreme being who conquered the capital several times and almost destroyed the Tang Dynasty.

The emperor and his ministers of the Tang Dynasty were trembling with fear and racking their brains to get rid of the person, so I should be the one?

Thinking of how the current Tang emperor and his ministers looked down on him, Jie Li wanted to give up his original plan, join forces with the Right Wise King to rush across the Liao River, kill all these people who did not take him seriously, and teach them an unforgettable lesson.

Tell them that I am still powerful and those who underestimate me will pay the price in blood.
The anger continued to accumulate, stimulating the blood in his body to flow rapidly. Jie Li seemed to feel his heartbeat quickening, his breathing getting faster and faster, and his strength returning.

Suddenly, Jie Li’s eyes blurred and his mind was spinning.

His stomach churned, and a nauseous feeling surged into his heart. Jie Li quickly stretched out his hands, one hand covering his head, and the other hand tightly grasped his body, closing his eyes, breathing heavily, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

"Khan, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing Jie Li suddenly lose control of his emotions and seem to be furious, his body was like being struck by lightning, swaying and almost fainting. Changsun Wuji was startled and quickly stood up to support Jie Li, stretched out his hand to caress Jie Li's chest, and helped Jie Li to calm down.

Feeling the looseness of Jie Li's hands, which looked like thin and dry claws covered with wrinkled skin, and looking at his face covered with age spots and the lingering gloomy look on his face, Changsun Wuji could probably guess the sadness of Jie Li, a hero in his old age.

Changsun Wuji was secretly delighted. Jie Li's physical condition was worse than he thought. He was like a candle in the wind, which could go out at any time. How could he be worthy of the Tang Dynasty's fear? Even if the Tang Dynasty did not attack him, he would probably not live long.
"Khan, time is of the essence!"

Although he was happy in his heart, Changsun Wuji calmly comforted him: "You still have to take care of yourself and don't get angry easily. We, the emperor and ministers of the Tang Dynasty, hope that you will live a long and happy life!"

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Jie Li slowly recovered and waved his hand. Changsun Wuji then returned to his seat and looked at Jie Li with a worried look on his face, fearing that Jie Li would pass out. Now was a critical period, and Jie Li could not die for a while!

Jie Li took a deep breath. The aging of his body told him that he didn't have much time left in this world, so he should not act on impulse.

Now that the decision has been made, we must put the overall situation first.

After thinking about Changsun Wuji's plan, and then thinking about Li Yan's war-like figure and achievements in the past five years, Jie Li still felt a little uncertain.

After a slight hesitation, he reminded: "The Right Wise King is extraordinary. His fighting power is beyond your imagination. Didn't Li Jing bring more than 100,000 people with him, and there are also many generals. It is better to wait for them to arrive and act together. This will be safer."

(End of this chapter)