The Goryeo people have entered the game.

The Ministry of War was busy and was preparing to transfer troops to Liaodong according to orders.

When the army was allocated, the doctor of the Ministry of War was the busiest. While he came to ask for instructions frequently, he summoned his subordinates to do business. The entire Ministry of War was his voice.

Ren Yaxiang, Jia Ping'an, and Wu Kui discussed matters in the duty room.

The flesh on Ren Yaxiang's face had grown back, and he looked a little fatter.

"Once Goryeo takes action, Silla will be in danger. The court means waiting for an opportunity to act. Once Silla is destroyed, they will send troops. But I feel..." Ren Yaxiang's eyes were a little cold, "Silla is a trouble, why not wait for it to be destroyed before sending troops?"

Lao Ren is so cruel!

But everyone was laughing.

Wu Kui smiled and said, "Ren Xiang said this very well, but if Silla is destroyed, Goryeo and Baekje will no longer be restrained, and the Tang Dynasty will be in trouble."

"What trouble? It's best to do it once and for all." Ren Yaxiang said contemptuously: "Let's wait until the Tang Dynasty sweeps them away."

Jia Ping'an said nothing.

He felt that the situation in Liaodong was about to begin, and there were still customers who were not in the game, which was not lively enough. However, it was fine to think that it would be better to prepare the army first, so as not to waste time.

"Duke Wuyang said."

Ren Yaxiang and Wu Kui are not speculating on this topic.

Jia Ping'an bowed slightly, "I don't think it's okay."

hehe!

Wu Kui smiled faintly.

"What's the meaning?"

Ren Yaxiang didn't think Jia Ping'an wanted to mix with him.

"I judge that there is further news."

The game of chess in Liaodong will begin and the drama will begin, so don’t worry.

Is this pretending to be profound? Wu Kui smiled slightly.

Someone passed by outside.

"The secret spies from our Ministry of War were going to be transferred to Tubo last time, and Mr. Wu agreed. Fortunately, Duke Wuyang insisted on transferring the secret spies to Goryeo, otherwise this time would not be able to catch up with the war."

"The secret spies from hundreds of cavalry have made countless contributions, so ours must catch up."

"Well, but Mr. Wuyang is indeed very sharp-eyed."

The room was silent.

This happened when Ren Yaxiang was sick. When he thought that when he came back, he found something seemed to be wrong between Jia Ping'an and Wu Kui, Ren Yaxiang understood.

Jia Ping'an immediately took leave as usual.

After he left, Ren Yaxiang asked, "Are you arguing with him about this?"

He sat behind the desk, his brows frowned slightly, and the folds on his face seemed to be majestic.

Wu Kui's heart was terrified, "Yes."

"You insist on transferring secret spies to Tubo, and Duke Wuyang insists on transferring secret spies to Liaodong..." Ren Yaxiang said lightly: "People should behave properly. Your strength lies in their management, but they are worse in military and national affairs. Duke Wuyang said that transferring secret spies to Liaodong, and I think it is very appropriate. You argue with him like this... are you understanding military and national affairs than him? Or are you clearer about the Three Kingdoms of Liaodong than him."

Jia Ping'an participated in the battle against Goryeo, and even went on missions to Goryeo and Silla. In terms of understanding, Wu Kui couldn't catch up with it.

Wu Kui's eyes were dull, and his lips moved a few times, "Xiao Guan Menglang is here."

Ren Yaxiang nodded, "Just know, go and do things."

...

On the vast sea, a huge fleet is sailing.

The eldest brother, Prince, sat in the cabin and looked at the sea with his eyes dull.

Next to him is his think tank, Zhongchen, the sickle foot.

Since the departure, Nakamoto's sickle-footed brows have never been stretched. He was looking at the map and whispering softly.

"Baojie is at a disadvantage now. After we get ashore, Jin Chunqiu will cooperate with us and should hold on immediately. Your Highness, then he will find the opportunity to take Baejie... I think that we will blossom in the middle, take Fuyu Yici, and take down the important officials and generals of Baejie. Then they will be a mess of sand and let us slaughter."

The eldest brother of Zhongda nodded, "This is why I asked you to come. Your exquisite planning reminded me of those famous generals... The famous generals among the Han people. Zhongchen, work hard. If I can successfully win Baekje and Silla, I will give you a fiefdom and let you and your descendants become powerful forever."

He said, while he glanced at Nakamoto's sickle feet indifferently.

Nakamoto Yazu didn't look up and said, "What fiefdom do I want? Isn't it better to follow His Highness than to be a fiefdom? Even if I go, my children and grandchildren will continue to serve His Highness and his descendants until Japan becomes the most powerful existence in the world."

The eldest brother of the middle school turned his eyes and felt a little more relaxed, "Yes! The most powerful existence is my dream goal."

Nakamoto looked up with a little more alert, "The Emperor..."

"What do you want to say?" asked the eldest brother, the prince, coldly.

"I should call myself a minister." Nakamoto smiled bitterly.

The eldest brother of the middle school shook his head, "You are my partner, you don't need it."

He strengthened his tone and even used a disdainful attitude: his lips were pursed down contemptuously, causing his eyes to pull down from the corners of his eyes, which looked quite strange.

"Yes, thank you Your Highness!"

Nakamoto Yasuba lowered his voice, "If this battle goes well, the Emperor will be afraid that he will have some thoughts he shouldn't have."

The eldest brother of Zhong, shook his head and sneered: "Zhongchen, you are thinking too much. She is now like a falling old turtle. If I don't stretch out my hand, she will not be able to turn over!"

Zhongchen's heart relaxed, "In addition, the weather is quite hot, I'm afraid that the army will suffer from epidemics. I think the soldiers should take turns to leave the warehouse and go around."

The eldest brother of the middle school said coldly: "No need."

The army is just a tool!

“Discover the coast!”

Someone was cheering in front of him, and a huge cheer came to the ship. The eldest brother of the middle brother rushed out and looked up at the front.

The coast was like a line appearing in sight, and the soldiers were cheering and thrilling.

He looked at a ship on the left, and the elderly female emperor was helped out, and he was quite happy to see it.

The female emperor smiled at him, and the eldest brother nodded slightly.

“It’s time to Silla.”

The first person to arrive from Japan is Silla. If you want to go to Baekje, you have to go to the left.

"Prepare!"

The eldest brother of the middle school said coldly: "Prepare to land, tell the soldiers, after getting ashore, find a small city to break through..."

The order was issued and the fleet began to dock.

There were several fishing boats near the sea. When the forward fleet saw it, the general smiled and said, "Sink them."

Several warships staggered and rushed over. The fishing boats were first surprised. When they got closer, they couldn't help but scream when they saw that they were Japanese.

"Run!"

But it's too late!

The two sides quickly approached, and compared with the warships, the fishing boat was pitifully small.

"Crash into it!"

Click!

The warship easily crushed the fishing boat, and the fishermen on the boat fell into the water and swam to the shore desperately.

"Hook it up with a hook!"

Several fishermen were hooked up, and the generals yelled and tortured, and learned about the situation in the city recently.

"Leave two leads, and the others...kill them."

The two Japanese drew their long swords and roared.

The head fell into the sea and the blood gradually dissipated.

“Go ashore!”

The Japanese army came ashore and after a night of repair, the next day, they ordered the fishermen to lead the way to find the city.

“There is a village ahead!”

This is a village backing the mountain, surrounded by fields, a few cows are lazy eating grass, and a few cows gather together to play...

"Kill them all!"

The order was issued, and the Japanese rushed up howled.

Run!

The long sword was waving, and blood flowed... Several cows were led over, and the eldest brother of the middle school said with satisfaction: "Slaughter later."
To be continued...