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Chapter 860: Night Visit to Hou Junji

Upon hearing the result, Gu Rentu's frown relaxed, "Your Majesty is merciful. Those who are afraid of death deserve to die, but some people are really worried about their families. I just wanted to plead for them."

"Seeing the king's grim expression, I didn't dare to speak, but I didn't expect the king to have considered it!"

Hermu smiled and said, "The king is more thoughtful than you think. Well, don't stand here. You can't bear to see blood."

"Just forget about it, leave it to me."

"Go and arrange for those twelve men to take over the 20,000 troops and get ready. Since the king has given the order, there is no telling when the action will be taken. Don't let the situation get chaotic and hectic."

Gu Rentu nodded solemnly and cupped his hands: "Give them a quick death and let them go smoothly. Tell them that I will report the death in battle so that their family can get some compensation, which will make our lives as brothers worthwhile."

After saying that, he left without looking back.

Seeing this, Heermu smiled and shook his head. He didn't expect that Gurentu, a rough man, was actually a man of affection and righteousness.

He sighed twice and walked away in the other direction.

An hour later, when Helmu returned to the hall again, he saw Li Yan sitting at the desk, drawing something on a piece of white paper with a brush.

"My lord, everything is done!"

Li Yan snorted without raising his head, indicating that he understood.

Hermu thought for a moment and then said, "Gurentu has also rearranged military affairs and made all preparations. He can follow orders to break out at any time."

"Um"

After waiting for a while, Li Yan looked at the work in front of him with satisfaction, then put down his pen, stretched his waist, and looked at the sky outside the gate: "What time is it?"

"It's the first quarter of the night!"

After a moment of silence, Li Yan said solemnly: "Heermu, can you help me do something?"

"Your Majesty, please give your orders. I will not hesitate to die in the face of danger."

Seeing Heermu's posture as if he was going to the execution ground, Li Yan smiled slightly: "It's not that serious. I just want you to go out of the city to meet someone and bring a message."

Afterwards, Li Yan picked up a piece of paper that had just been placed in front of him, and Helmu discovered that it was actually a painting.

Li Yan lowered his voice and said something.

Helmu was stunned and couldn't believe it, but seeing Li Yan's determined expression, he had no choice but to agree.

In the deep darkness, the stars seemed to be hiding in fear behind the thick clouds. Only a solitary moon with its faint light barely tore through the curtain of night, making the silent night even heavier and more depressing.

In the distance, the occasional cry of owls could be heard; their voices echoed in the empty night, further highlighting the surrounding silence.

The Tang army set up layers of ambushes ten miles outside Liaodong City.

The 20,000-strong Turkic army was guarding the city alone, like a lone boat holding out in a storm, which could be submerged in the wind and waves at any time.

At the moment the encirclement was closed, the Tang army withdrew outside the defense line, leaving a large vacuum zone. They were not afraid of what the Turks would do. The ten-li area where the two sides confronted each other was as quiet as a ghost cave.

Apart from the Turks occasionally looking around for possible loopholes, the Tang army did not get involved.

On this quiet night, the east gate of Liaodong City quietly opened, and a carriage drove out from the gate.

After the carriage drove out, it did not stop and headed east.

Hermu drove his carriage alone through the lonely wilderness, like a wandering ghost in the dark night.

The night wind was gentle and strange, passing through the ground, the grass rustled, as if whispering, or as if countless ghosts were whispering in the dark. Every movement of the grass touched the nerves, making people feel cold, as if some unknown existence was quietly approaching.

When the carriage successfully arrived at the gate set up temporarily on the east side of the encirclement, it finally aroused the vigilance of the Tang army guarding there.

"who?"

A loud shout tore through the silence of the night. A team of fully armed Tang soldiers quickly stepped forward and surrounded the carriage, with sharp spears pointing at the carriage. Behind the barricades made of half-man-high logs, more Tang soldiers began to gather.

Hou Junji had been fighting for many years and was very experienced. He knew that when a trapped enemy launched a surprise attack, it would usually be after they had held out all day, at night when it was just getting dark and people were slack, or in the early morning when people were most sleepy.

So in order to conserve his energy, Hou Junji had been sleeping during the day and standing guard at night for the past three days.

In particular, he learned from Changsun Wuji that there were ten days of food and fodder in Liaodong City.

Zhangsun Wuji predicted that the Turks would break out or surrender in the last few days when their food and grass were running out. However, Hou Junji, who had experienced many battles, made a careful study and believed that the more time went on, the more people's hearts became scattered, and that the Right Wise King was really a shrewd man.

They would definitely not wait until the food ran out, and would probably act in the first few days, so he was extra careful, and the same was true today. At three o'clock in the morning, Hou Junji sat in the big tent with a bright mind, looking at the military deployment map made by Zhangsun Wuji, and doing some deductions, putting himself in the perspective of the Right Wise King to find the direction of the breakout, and picking up a pen from time to time to rehearse.

At this moment, Tu Changgui, the Flying Tiger Army general who was on duty at the front, opened the tent door and strode in.

"Deputy Commander, there is a man outside the camp gate. He came from Liaodong City and said he is an old friend of the Deputy Commander and wants to see the Deputy Commander."

"only one person?"

Hou Junji's expression subconsciously tensed up, then relaxed again, and asked in confusion: "I don't have any acquaintances in Liaodong City? Did the other party say he is my old friend?"

"Yes, the man drove a carriage and looked like a scholar."

"Hehehe"

Hou Junji thought for a moment and laughed out loud: "I know two Turks in the court, one is Zhisi Shili and the other is Ashina Shimo. They were both trusted subordinates of Jie Li in the past. If some of their tribesmen followed Jie Li southward and were trapped in this city, it is also possible?"

"Bring the people up here."

Tu Changgui had a blank expression on his face. He bowed in response and then walked out of the tent.

After a while, Helmu, led by Tu Changgui, walked in carefully with a nervous mood and quietly observed the surrounding environment.

The tent is not big and the layout is very simple.

On the wooden frame on the left was a set of Ming Guang armor commonly seen in the Tang army, and on the right was a cowhide map. In the middle, two steps higher, there was a table. On the wooden pillars on both sides were lit tallow lamps, illuminating the tent very brightly.

Sitting behind the desk at the top was a burly man with a full beard, looking at him with sharp eyes. He looked very similar to the portrait he had just drawn by the Right Wise King in the city.

Hermu's eyes lit up, knowing that he had found the real culprit. He placed his right hand on his chest and bowed respectfully: "I am here to see the general. May I ask if the general is the Duke of Lu of the Tang Dynasty, Marquis Junji?"

Although he knew what was going on, Helmu still confirmed it cautiously. After all, the matters entrusted by the Right Wise King could only be handled by Hou Junji himself.

"It is this general."

Hou Junji glanced at Heermu, and after confirming that he didn't know him, he casually said, "Are you a member of Zhisi Shili's tribe, or a subordinate of Ashina Simo? Let me make it clear first, although those two are my good friends, they can only protect a few of you at most, and they are unimportant characters."

"If your identity is too important, or if there are too many people you want to save, I will not care about the relationship between us, old friends?"

Obviously, Hou Junji regarded Heermu as a favor to someone who was trapped in the city and wanted to make connections and escape privately. This kind of thing was not uncommon to Hou Junji. After all, the Central Plains was a society based on personal relationships. Even in a hostile state, there would inevitably be some entanglements.

"General Hou, you misunderstood. I am not here to ask for a favor."

Heermu said calmly: "Instead, my master asked me to invite you to the city for a chat. Please move on."

"Humph"

Hou Junji was stunned for a moment, then his face turned serious: "Your master is really very generous. If you want to see me, let him surrender. At this time, you want me to go to Liaodong City. You are really crazy. Do you want to take me as a hostage?"

Heermu was not in a hurry. He glanced at Tu Changgui and the guards behind Hou Junji in the tent and said, "I have a few words to say to the general alone. Can you please give me some convenience?"

Hou Junji glanced at Helmu. Perhaps it was the other party's calm attitude that surprised Hou Junji. The other party's request was obviously excessive, but he had a kind of confidence that could convince himself, which made Hou Junji curious.

His eyes showed a thoughtful expression, and then he waved his hand, asking the rest of the people in the tent to leave.

"Deputy Commander, no!"

Tu Changgui was afraid of something going wrong, so he hurriedly advised: "This man came late at night, his identity is unknown, but he invited the deputy commander to go deep into the wolf's den. Now he wants to meet alone, his intentions are unpredictable. If he wants to assassinate him, I'm afraid we won't be able to save him in time."

Hou Junji waved his hand nonchalantly: "I have been through hundreds of battles and have seen all kinds of situations. If I encounter an assassination attempt, I will not be able to hold out even if I am on guard. Even if you are in the tent, I am afraid it will not be of any use."

Upon hearing this, Tu Changgui felt that it made sense, so he said, "Then I will take some people to guard outside the tent door. If anything happens, the deputy commander can just shout."

Tu Changgui gave Helmu a fierce warning, then retreated with several guards.

Heermu then took out a brocade bag from his bosom and said confidently: "My master has a token and asked me to pass it to the general. He said that as long as the general reads it, he will understand."

After saying this, Helmu did not move, still standing there, looking at the other party.

Seeing that the intention was clearly expressed and the other party did not refuse, Hull slowly stepped forward and handed over the sachet.

Hou Junji looked puzzled, took it and took a look.

It is soft to the touch, made of the finest Shu brocade, embroidered with colorful cloud patterns of flying cranes, and has a faint fragrance.

Then he opened it and pulled out an embroidered handkerchief. After careful inspection, he found a poem inscribed on it.
(End of this chapter)