Chapter 482: The King and His Ministers Are One
Jia Xu, who was in Youzhou, was helpless. There was nothing wrong with the policy of all-round development decided by the Government Affairs Office, but he felt that it was a pity to abandon foreign wars.
Especially now that Goryeo is in chaos, it is a good opportunity to get involved.
However, since the decision has been made to develop the army in an all-round way, apart from all the soldiers currently in service, no other young and strong men can be recruited. Even a large number of soldiers will have to participate in military farming next year.
However, the move of hiring the Hu people allowed Jia Xu to find a new way of attack.
The Northern Huns could command the Hu people, and so could the Han Dynasty.
Jia Xu's attack directions were mainly two points, so he needed two super elite soldiers to lead the Hu people to wreak havoc in Goryeo.
However, Ju Yi's vanguard was transferred away, and it was difficult for the Qingzhou troops to leave, so in the end he could only borrow people from Bingzhou.
"Chen Gongtai has replied!"
Jia Xu looked at the players who hurried into the hall and a rare smile appeared on his face.
According to his understanding of Chen Gong, if he refused to lend him troops, Chen Gong would not even reply to his letter. Since he had replied, it meant that the matter was settled.
Open the letter and quickly decipher it according to the gossip and the agreed code. This thing is still very confidential.
"Arrive in a month?" Jia Xu frowned. Time was a bit tight, and he doubted whether Gao Shun and his vanguard could arrive on time.
After all, the roads were blocked by ice and snow, and supplies could only be obtained through cities along the route. Xianzhen was not a white horse, so how could he run so fast?
"Forget it, there's still time!"
Finally, Jia Xu could only give up thinking. His commander was not very good, and reading people's minds was his job. Since Chen Gong said so, he thought it would not be aimless.
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Some were happy while others were sad as the Han Dynasty secretly prepared to give Goryeo a surprise.
Fuward gave Vasudeva I a big surprise, or it would be more reasonable to say it was a fright.
“What on earth just happened!”
As the Kushan emperor, Vasudeva I had experienced many ups and downs, but he had never thought of the scene before him.
The invincible camel cavalry of Central Asia had only about a thousand of the fifteen thousand men left when they went on the expedition. Moreover, they heard from their subordinates that everyone who was still alive was injured, and even the main commander, Fu Ward, was unconscious. The scene was truly tragic.
But camel riding is really amazing, not only Arvind, but even Rahul agrees.
It was precisely because of the combat effectiveness of camel riders in the desert that Vasudeva I gave Vanderbilt a great deal of autonomy and basically handed over full authority in Central Asia to Vanderbilt.
As a result, the invincible camel rider was gone, and even Fuward himself was half-dead while receiving treatment. He could only focus all his doubts on Zasali in front of him.
"I……"
Zasali was overwhelmed by the aura of Vasudeva I and he was seriously injured and almost fainted.
"Are you okay?" A handsome young man appeared beside him, and a warm force was injected into his body, allowing him to finally breathe a sigh of relief.
"Thank you!" Zasali thanked him softly. The boy smiled and said nothing, continuing to input energy into Zasali's body.
With the support of the warm power, Zasali finally regained some color and half-knelt on the ground to report to Vessudeva I.
"My troops followed the orders of His Majesty and went north to the Pamir Mountains to test the Han Dynasty... but were ultimately defeated head-on and suffered heavy losses!" Zasali was in great pain and he didn't even want to think about that terrible battle.
After Zasali's brief retelling, everyone in the hall fell silent.
"The Han Dynasty is still the Han Dynasty!" Vasudeva I broke the silence.
He was the one who gave the order, and the camel cavalry did not make any mistakes. What could they say about being defeated head-on? This made Vasudeva I even more wary of the Han Dynasty.
"Arvind, tell me what you think!" Vasudeva I turned his gaze to the most powerful military personnel in the hall.
"A cavalry with unparalleled defense! They should be the Royal Guards, and they are the Royal Guards that can replenish their military souls at any time! I heard before that the Parthian Undead King Cavalry and the Undead Royal Guards encountered a cavalry with unparalleled defense. They should be them!"
Arvind, who was standing at one side of the hall, said leisurely.
"So much power has been invested in just the Congling Mountains? Demigods, royal guards, large army commanders, and multiple mental image powers!"
Vasudeva I narrowed his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.
At this time, Fu Ward's voice came from outside the hall.
"I am guilty and ashamed of your majesty's trust!"
With his body wrapped in bandages, Fu Ward knelt down at the entrance of the hall with the help of the guards.
" Narga , bring him in!" said Vasudeva I.
The young man who was supporting Zasali disappeared, and then he supported Fuward and walked into the hall.
Seeing Fuward's miserable condition, even Vasudeva I, who was known as a tyrant, took a breath. He only knew that Fuward was seriously injured, but he never thought that he would be injured to this extent.
"I am guilty!" Fuward knelt on the ground despite Narga's support.
"Your Majesty trusted me and entrusted all of Central Asia to me. Now that I have been defeated, I beg Your Majesty to forgive me and send people to re-station Central Asia."
Fuward placed all the tokens and seals on the ground, then continued to kneel on the ground, waiting for the judgment of Vessudeva I.
He really felt ashamed of Vasudeva I. He had suffered such a miserable defeat and did not deserve to be respected so highly.
He laughed at Zasali for not being able to see through honor, but in fact, wasn't he the one who really couldn't see through honor?
Vasudeva I glanced at the secretary beside him, and the secretary nodded, saying that what Fuward handed over were all real things. With these things, the Kushans could easily take over everything in Central Asia.
"Get up! It's just a defeat, why is it so?" Vasudeva I could not help but be moved. Fuward was one of the people who took the initiative to surrender to him, and he brought the entire Khwarezm with him.
Apart from the 15,000 camel cavalry that went on the expedition, Fuward also had other troops in the Khwarezmian area. Would he be willing to give up all such power just because of such a failure?
Vasudeva I stood up from the throne and came to Fuward. Compared with the losses, wasn't this kind of loyal minister what he needed more?
"The defeat in this battle is due to my order. What's the general's fault?" Vasudeva I helped Fuwod up with both hands. At this moment, the two of them were truly interacting with each other as a monarch and his subject.
" No one is an undefeated general, Fuward. I will give you more manpower and resources, but you have to take back what you lost yourself!"
"Take good care of your injuries. I look forward to hearing from you!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Fuward didn't say anything more, just murmured something and then fainted.
"Narga, take the two generals down to recover from their injuries!"
