Traveling through Du He, Li Chengqian's rebellion begins

After hearing Buyeo Yici's words of compromise, Du He, who had a serious face, smiled and said.

"King Yici, that's right."

"If we can capture Pyongyang soon, our Tang army can return home sooner, and you won't have to be restricted by our Tang army everywhere."

Du He's words touched Buyeo Yi Ci's heart directly.

Now the Tang army has completely controlled the city of Juba. Although he is still the king of Baekje in name, he can no longer command a single soldier.

He was not even allowed to go to the harem and could only squeeze into a side hall with his ministers.

Fu Yu Yi Ci is now thinking day and night about having the Tang army withdraw from Juba City as soon as possible so that he can resume his previous life.

Although he was eager for Tang Jun to leave, he still pretended to be indifferent on his face.

He said with a flattering expression on his chubby face.

"Master Tianjiang, your words are too serious!"

"We are Baekje, a loyal vassal state of the Tang Dynasty. How can we be restricted as a family?"

"I wish you could stay in Baekje for a few more days so that you can experience the gentle women of Baekje."

When he said the last sentence, Buyeo Yici licked the corners of his dry lips, his face full of nostalgia.

It was not known whether General Tang did it on purpose, but the side hall where he and his ministers lived was only separated by a wall from the hundreds of beauties in his harem.

If there weren't hundreds of Tang soldiers guarding the hall, he would have wanted to climb over the wall and go in at night.

Du He smiled and said, "King Yici has invited me so kindly. If I refuse, wouldn't that be a disservice to your kindness?"

"In that case, I will stay in Baekje for a while longer."

Forehead...

Buyeo Yici's expression paused.

What does Tang Jiang mean?

Doesn't he understand that what he's saying is just for show?

But seeing that General Tang didn't look like he was joking, Fu Yu Yi Ci wanted to slap himself twice.

Knowing that this young General Tang is a sinister villain, why do I have to be so mean?

Du He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why? King Yici, don't you welcome this general?"

Fu Yu Yi Ci waved his hands and said, "Don't misunderstand, General Tang. I am just happy, so I can't speak for a while."

Although he was smiling on the surface, Buyeo Yici was already cursing in his heart.

"Just be happy."

Du He smiled and nodded.

He patted Fu Yu Yi Ci's shoulder heavily, and then, escorted by Xue Rengui, walked down the city wall with a smile on his face.

Night falls.

Inside the side hall of the imperial palace.

At Du He's summons, Su Dingfang, Xue Rengui, Xi Junmai, Qin Huaidao and Wang Jun'e came one after another.

Du He got straight to the point and said, "Generals, it is already the Mid-Autumn Festival. The grass and trees are gradually turning yellow. It won't be long before the temperature drops sharply."

"In order to capture Pyongyang before the cold winter comes, I have decided to send out the army tomorrow morning."

"Juba City needs people to stay and guard it. I wonder if anyone among you would like to volunteer?"

Attacking Pyongyang City would bring great merit, and if you are lucky enough to kill Yeon Gaesomun, it would be an even greater achievement.

Du He originally wanted to keep Wang Jun'e behind to guard the place, but Wang Jun'e had been sending him signals during this period, indicating that he was willing to be loyal to the prince.

Wang Jun'e is now the General of the Left Guard and has just turned 50 years old. If he can make more military achievements, he may be able to make further progress this time he returns to the court.

So Du He hesitated and put this difficult problem to them for them to choose.

There was silence in the hall for a moment.

Xue Rengui stood up and said, "Prince Consort Du, my military exploits are enough. I will stay and guard Juba City!"

"After fighting for such a long time, I feel like my body is about to fall apart. It's just right for me to take this time to have a good rest."

According to the estimation of his military achievements by the Crown Prince and Su Dingfang, he might be appointed as one of the Sixteen Generals of the Guards when he returns to the court.

As for the sixteen generals, there is no need to even think about it.

Putting aside whether he had made enough military achievements, Xue Rengui had only been in the court for a year at most, so his qualifications were far from enough.

Du He's expression did not show the slightest bit of surprise. He smiled and said, "Okay, Rengui, I'm sorry to have wronged you."

Xue Rengui immediately clasped his fists and said, "Prince Consort Du, I will not be wronged."

Last year, he and his wife were still farming in Xiu Village, Longmen County, and every day they thought about moving their ancestral graves to change their fortunes, praying to meet a noble person who would help them succeed.

Now, just one year has passed, and he is not only now serving as the Eastern Palace's Qianniu Beishen, but he may also be promoted to the rank of General of the Sixteen Guards, or even be granted a title.

This kind of thing that he never dared to dream of before is about to be realized with Du He's support. What grievance does he have to feel?

Du He then gave the order: "General Su, you will be in charge of the deployment of the army tomorrow. Find more Baekje soldiers to carry the food and arrows in the city of Juba."

After taking down so many cities, the Tang army now had the most abundant supplies of armor and spears, but they lacked food and arrows.

Bring more food and arrows. The army will not be able to capture Pyongyang in a short time, but they will have a way to retreat.

"As ordered!"

Su Dingfang stood up and responded.

After arranging the relevant matters for tomorrow's march, Du He picked up a long-dried battle report from the table and handed it to Xue Rengui while giving him instructions.

"Rengui, in five days, tell King Yici that we suffered heavy losses in attacking Pyongyang, and that we are only one step away from taking Pyongyang."

"This is the battle report I wrote. Ask King Yici to recruit another 3 soldiers to support us from the north!"

Seeing the battle report handed over by Du He, not only Xue Rengui was stunned, but Xi Junmai and Qin Huaidao were even more confused.

Their army hasn't even set out yet, but Prince Consort Du has predicted that the battle will result in heavy losses?

Su Dingfang explained with a smile: "Rengui, Prince Consort Du wants to consume the male population of Baekje so that it will be easier for us to deal with Baekje in the future."

On the day when the people of Juba City left the city to surrender, Su Dingfang looked carefully at the people kneeling on the ground for a long time and found that most of them were women, children, the elderly and the weak.

If another 3 men were to be conscripted, I'm afraid there wouldn't be many men aged 14 to 50 anywhere in the entire Baekje except within the imperial city.

After all, the entire Baekje had a population of less than 120 million, and nearly 10 people were killed in the attack on Silla and by the Tang army, not to mention the 5 cannon fodder that were about to head north.

How many adult men can be found in Baekje?

"I see."

Xue Rengui took the battle report with sudden enlightenment.

The other people looked at Du He, who was smiling and gentle, and the same idea popped into their minds at the same time.

"No poison, no husband!"

Don’t be fooled by the fact that Du He is easy to talk to. He can be really scary when he gets ruthless.

Everyone chatted for more than an hour. As the night was getting darker, Du He waved his hand and asked them to go back and rest.

The next day.

Late noon.

On the city wall of the north gate, when Buyeo Yici and a group of civil and military officials saw Du He leading thousands of Tang cavalry to leave Juba City.

Their expressions instantly became excited, and they couldn't wait to sing and dance and have a party.

Finally got rid of this plague god!