Ye Li shook her head, "It's not a secret. It's just that it wouldn't be good if news of the battle between the two armies were to spread. You don't have to worry, I'm in good health. Moreover, I don't need to personally charge into battle. "
Han Mingxi glanced at her and said, "If you still want to charge into battle, you'll scare Feng San to death." Mo Xiuyao had not only left Feng Zhiyao behind to assist Ye Li in battle, but more importantly, Feng Zhiyao could be said to be Mo Xiuyao's most trusted subordinate. The main reason for leaving him behind was to comfort Ye Li. Ye Li smiled and sighed softly, "I hope this battle can end soon." Han Mingxi said, "I can't help you much. If there's anything you need me to do, just say the word."
Ye Li looked at him and smiled, "I really do have something I need your help with." After saying this, she took out a file from the bookshelf behind her and handed it to Han Mingxi, "You and Leng Haoyu aren't here. Originally, I could only delay this plan. But now that you're here, you can take a look." Han Mingxi took the sealed file and flipped through it. He raised his head and said in a deep voice, "Is it worth it for you to do so much for Mo Xiuyao?" Ye Li smiled faintly, "I'm the Emperor's Consort, so I'm bound to him for good or ill." How can it be considered as doing it for him? "Han Mingxi's expression changed. After a while, he sighed and said," I understand. I will take care of this matter. This is also good for the Han family, isn't it? "Ye Li smiled faintly," It's been hard on you. "
"I thought we were friends."
Ye Li smiled, "Yes, of course we are friends."
At the beginning of October, Jhennam King of Gojoseon personally led two hundred thousand soldiers to attack Hongzhou. The Mohist army also fought with all their strength. It had been nearly three months since the start of the war in the Northwest. This time, it was a real fight to the death. It also made the West-Hill soldiers understand that the soldiers of the Da Chu State were not as weak and useless as they had imagined. The Mohist army that had protected the Da Chu State for hundreds of years was still a blood-thirsty sword. Originally, the difference in manpower between the two armies was not too big. However, unlike the Xiling Army, which focused on attacking one place, the Mohist army had to defend the entire northwest. Therefore, the Xiling Army still had the advantage in terms of numbers. Although the Xiling Army was moving slowly, they still continued to move forward and gradually approached Hongzhou City.
The originally peaceful Hongzhou City seemed to have become restless due to the impending storm. Many wealthy merchants and commoners brought their families and left Hong Zhou City. The city was no longer as lively and peaceful as it used to be. Instead, it was a solemn and gloomy atmosphere before a great war. On the city tower, Ye Li leaned against the city wall and sat quietly. The warm early winter sun shone on her light green cloak. It was so comfortable that it made one feel drowsy. Ye Li had a set of chess pieces placed in front of her. She held a black piece in one hand and slowly pondered. The surrounding soldiers who were guarding the city gate tower looked from afar and felt a sense of tranquility and stability.
Han Mingyue stepped onto the city tower and looked at the woman leaning against the city wall in deep thought. He was speechless for a long time. Ye Li raised her head and smiled at him, "Master Mingyue, is something the matter?" Han Mingyue silently walked to her and sat down. He stared at the chessboard for a long time before asking, "What do you plan to do?" Ye Li raised her eyes and asked in confusion, "What plan?" Han Mingyue frowned and said, "The two hundred thousand soldiers of Jhennam Of Gojoseon are approaching Hong Zhou. Don't tell me you don't know!" Seeing Han Mingyue lose his composure, Ye Li smiled and said, "Master Mingyue, don't worry. Even if Hong Zhou City is breached, I will send someone to escort you and Miss Su out of here before that happens."
Han Mingyue stared at her and said in a low voice, "You have already predicted that Hong Zhou City will be breached?"
Ye Li shook her head and said, "No, Hong Zhou City will not be breached. Hong Zhou City is the last pass in the northwest of Da Chu State. Behind it is the flat land of the Central Plains … and the hundreds of thousands of Mohist army that is currently fighting. Even if the two hundred thousand Mohist army in the northwest all die in battle, Hong Zhou will not fall into the hands of the West-Hill. " Once Hong Zhou was breached, it meant that they had left the backs of the hundreds of thousands of Mohist army in the pass to the West-Hill. The consequences would be unimaginable. Han Mingyue raised his eyebrows and looked at the quiet woman in front of him in confusion. Although he did not know much about the art of war, he was good at analyzing information and could understand some things. "If you don't want Hong Zhou to fall, why did you let the Xiling Army continue to advance? Although the Mohist army has been wearing down the strength of the Xiling Army, they have not really risked their lives. You don't have to hide it from me. Although the Tianyi Pavilion has not participated in the wars of other countries before, it does not mean that we have not studied it. " The reason why the Mohist army was able to intimidate other countries was not only because of the Prince who had ruled the country for generations, but also because of his excellent command of the army. The Mohist army's bravery and courage to advance without fear of death was more important. There were many historical records of the Mohist army's deeds. In order to defend an unimportant small city, they could all die in battle and would not retreat even half a step. In order to capture a pass, they could attack day and night. Even if there were piles of corpses under the city, they would not waver at all. The Mohist army today may be brave enough in the eyes of outsiders, but it was definitely not their true level.
Ye Li casually threw down the chess piece in her hand and looked at the handsome man in front of her with a faint smile. "Young Master Ming Yue, are you worried about the Mohist army?" Han Mingyue paused and said indifferently, "Mingxi is my brother. I have to know if he can survive with the Prince Ding Mansion."
Clapping her hands, Ye Li stood up and said with a faint smile, "Young Master Ming Yue, you don't have to worry about this. I know what to do." Han Mingyue said coldly, "I don't see what you know. The Mohist army clearly has the ability to block the Xiling Army outside of Hongzhou … "
"No." Ye Li shook her head and looked at Han Mingyue seriously. "The Mohist army does have the ability to temporarily block the Xiling Army. But … it is only temporary. Young Master Ming Yue should know that the Xiling army invading the Da Chu State this time is only about 500,000. But the Xiling army is more than 1.5 million. The Xiling people are brave and can recruit soldiers at any time. They don't need much training and can recruit at least a million people in a short time. At that time … even if the Mohist army can fight against ten people, they won't be able to resist so many people. And … the Xiling people are not weak. In these days of battles, two of our people can at most exchange for three of their people. "Han Mingyue frowned and said," If that's the case, won't you be inviting a wolf into the house by letting them into Hongzhou? " Ye Li's smile was faint and cold, like the frost on the branches in the winter morning. "Jhennam Of Gojoseon won't send reinforcements to the northwest for a while."
Han Mingyue raised her eyebrows.
"Now the whole world knows … that the commander of the northwest Mohist army is me, a woman who is not even 18 years old. If Jhennam Of Gojoseon still wants to send reinforcements from the Xiling … even if he wins, his reputation will be completely destroyed. "A Xiling War God who had fought for decades, and a teenage girl who had never been on the battlefield. If Jhennam Of Gojoseon still wanted to send reinforcements, it would be tantamount to admitting to the whole world that Lei Zhenting was not only inferior to Mo Liufang, but also to Mo Liufang's daughter-in-law. From then on, the name of Jhennam Of Gojoseon would become a laughing stock.
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