"Buzz!"
Wang Chong's mind continued to run simulations. The positions of the red flags kept changing as he plucked them out one by one.
In the end, when everything in his mind had settled down, the number of red flags in his mind had also been reduced to a bare minimum. There were only seven or eight flags left.
"Eighty thousand soldiers, half infantry and half cavalry, and a phalanx of sharpshooters! We can't escape from Ouzan's warhorses. If a battle is inevitable, this will be the place! "
Wang Chong muttered to himself. Finally, he extended his finger and drew a circle on the sand table in the southwest direction. Even though the surroundings were silent, Wang Chong knew that this would be the place of the final battle. The eighty thousand soldiers of the Tang Dynasty and the fate of the Tang Dynasty would most likely be decided in this area.
Considering all the factors — distance, speed, and rations — this would be the last hope of the Annam Protectorate!
"I'll do my best and leave the rest to fate. The rest will depend on luck!"
Wang Chong thought to himself. It was as if a huge stone had been lifted from his heart.
"One wrong step leads to many wrong steps." In a war, predicting the enemy's moves was the most basic prerequisite.
Facing top-notch generals like Huoshu Huizang and Duan Gequan, trying to determine the location of the battle in advance, lure them over, and make preparations was something unimaginable for most people.
But for Wang Chong, he had encountered stronger enemies before. None of this was a problem.
Although reincarnation lowered his cultivation, it did not affect his instincts and attainments in the art of war.
Time passed slowly. Wang Chong's pen moved quickly. The map on his desk grew thicker and thicker. War was never a simple matter of reasoning. It was much more complicated than this.
Wang Chong had to be prepared for everything. No matter what the situation was, he could deal with it.
"The Eagle, send three people to these three locations. I want them to investigate in detail, then draw out a map of the terrain and give it to me! "
After an unknown amount of time, Wang Chong finally opened the door to the study with a pale face. He walked in somewhat weakly.
In his hands, there were a few blueprints.
"Yes, young master!"
The Eagle took the blueprint and glanced at Wang Chong's slightly sunken black eye circles. His eyes couldn't help but waver.
"How's the matter of bribing all the sword shops and smiths in the capital for three months? How's it going to go?"
Wang Chong said.
In addition to the time he spent in the dark prison, Wang Chong had not had a good rest for a long time. Even so, Wang Chong didn't feel sleepy in the slightest. Instead, his eyes were bright and full of expression, as if he had boundless energy.
"Replying to Young Master, we have already sent out the guards in the mansion. However, time was still very short. It hadn't been a long time since the Young Master came out. Even though we've contacted quite a number of sword shops and smiths, they haven't made their stance clear yet. We should need some time before we can get their reply. "
The Eagle lowered his head and said sincerely.
Even though he had been by Wang Chong's side, ever since he returned yesterday, he had been executing the things that Wang Chong had said.
However, unlike the average person, The Eagle didn't move, but his messenger pigeons and various eagles never stopped.
However, involving so many sword shops and smiths, it wasn't something that could be done in a short period of time. One night's time was obviously not enough!
Moreover, the real negotiation, signing of the contract, and going to the Supreme Court to be notarized also required time.
"Hmph, if you need time, then the price is too low!"
Wang Chong sneered.
Even though he was young, he wasn't a three-year-old kid. In a place like the capital, if the deal couldn't be done quickly, it meant that the bargaining chips weren't enough.
"The Eagle, let me ask you. How much money did you raise when I asked you to auction off the Spirit Vein? "
Wang Chong asked.
With his hands behind his back, his long hair and robes danced in the wind. His body naturally exuded the aura of an aristocratic family's scion, yet it didn't lose the masculine aura of a military family.
"Young Master, even if you didn't ask, I would have told you. One-third of the Spirit Vein's mountain has been sold, and we've raised 1.8 billion taels of gold! "
"1.8 billion taels of gold?"
Wang Chong took a deep breath, his face full of shock. Even though he was the one who started it, Wang Chong couldn't believe his ears. Because this number was far beyond his expectations.
"Yes, Young Master. The price of the auction was much higher than our initial estimate. However, even though it's 1.8 billion taels of gold, the actual amount isn't that much. When we started the auction, the aristocratic families didn't have so much money. Therefore, a large portion of the money was paid by the families using their family's assets or other treasures. "
The Eagle said apologetically.
The Spirit Vein was a priceless treasure, and any family that obtained it would view it as a treasure. But unexpectedly, in the hands of Wang Chong, it was tossed aside like a shoe, and he took it out for auction.
The aristocratic families in the capital went crazy!
However, the price of the Spirit Vein was still very high, and it wasn't something that ordinary families could afford. Thus, most of the Spirit Veins were auctioned off using gold as well as the family's assets.
However, even so, it was still a huge number.
"How much is left?"
Wang Chong asked.
"Around 200 million taels of gold!"
The Eagle replied.
This number was a little different from what he had reported initially, but he had no other choice. The Wang Clan didn't have any decent, large-scale businesses.
They weren't like the other clans, who had an endless supply of assets and income.
Old Eagle had only thought of this method after starting from this point of view. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to collect so much gold.
— — Even The Eagle didn't know Wang Chong's true motive.
"200 million taels … is more than enough!"
Wang Chong said calmly. His gaze was calm, and he seemed to have a card up his sleeves.
"Take out 100 million taels and have the guards of the clan bring the gold to those sword smiths and shops to negotiate with them. I want to hear their reply after today. Also, use the remaining 100 million taels to help me find the swordsmithing clans and sword smiths around the capital. "
"Even though their smithing abilities can't compare up to the sword smiths and sword smiths in the capital, they are more than enough to forge what I want!"
Wang Chong said without hesitation, his expression calm.
The Eagle stared at Wang Chong in shock, and he hesitated. 200 million taels of gold was the result of the Wang Clan selling the Spirit Vein. What Wang Chong was doing now was using money to pave the way.
This was much more disadvantageous than under normal circumstances.
"Yes, gongzi!"
Old Eagle wanted to say something but hesitated. He wanted to say something to stop Wang Chong, but he changed his mind. Wang Chong's will was firm, and it seemed like it wouldn't change. It was clear that nothing he said would be of any use.
"Mm!"
Wang Chong nodded.
"Have all the great clans of the capital been informed? When will they come? "
"According to gongzi's wishes, they have all been informed. They should arrive in around four hours. "
The Eagle said.
"Mm, I understand. I'll go in and work for a while. Inform me when they arrive. "
After which, Wang Chong turned around and walked in.
"Yes, gongzi!"
The Eagle's voice came from behind him, but in the next moment, peng! A powerful force struck a major acupoint on his back. Wang Chong's body jolted, and like a punctured ball, all the strength in his body vanished. A powerful wave of fatigue swept through him.
"The Eagle …"
Wang Chong's body went limp. This was the last thought in his mind.
"Gongzi, I've offended you. You really need a good rest. If you go on like this, I'm afraid you'll collapse! "
The Eagle supported Wang Chong's body and let out a long sigh.
Ever since he had entered the prison, Wang Chong had been in high spirits. He didn't seem tired at all. But The Eagle knew that he was in a state of extreme exhaustion.
It wasn't just physical exhaustion. A martial artist's body was much stronger than an ordinary person's. What worried The Eagle the most was Wang Chong's mental state.
Since half a month ago, Wang Chong's brain had been operating at full speed. The Eagle had seen him a few times. He had been writing and drawing in the prison.
Even though he couldn't understand what Wang Chong was writing, The Eagle could guess that it had something to do with the southwest of the empire.
A person's body would not be so exhausted. If Wang Chong continued like this, The Eagle was worried that he would run out of energy.
"Rest well, gongzi! Leave the rest to me! "
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