First Minister of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 636 The old minister falls into the trap of Lou Doda
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Hearing Chen Jiyuan's righteous and solemn words, Zhibovarman couldn't help but feel shaken. He slapped the desk and said, "Okay, I am about to fight to the death with the Zhenla thieves. If you Han people support me, I can definitely drive out these cruel people." The thieves, restore my land in Funan."

After the words fell, there was a burst of exclamation at the door. Chen Jiyuan and others looked back and saw an old man with white hair and beard walking hard step by step with a cane.

Chen Jiyuan did not ask for help, but stood up to greet him respectfully. This is the quality of Han people respecting their elders.

However, before Chen Jiyuan and others could salute, the old man opened his mouth and spoke in Chinese, "Are you Han?"

Although the accent was a little weird, Chen Jiyuan could still understand it. He immediately looked happy and said, "Exactly. Can I speak Chinese?"

"Yes, not many," the old man said with a grin. There were not many teeth left in his mouth.

"Lolou Doda, I haven't seen you for several years, why are you so old?" The superior Zhibovarman was also surprised when he saw the old man. He hurriedly got down from his seat and walked up to the old man and asked in surprise.

The smile on the old man's face gradually faded, "How many years? If my memory is correct, we met when I was teaching the king twenty years ago. May I ask the king, how many years have you not left the harem?"

Jayavarman, who spoke directly, had a stern look on his face. He did not insist on this question, but asked directly: "Just now, the Han people said that more than [-] years ago, my great-great-grandfather, the great Jayavarman, once accepted the Han people. canonization, is this true?"

Hearing this, Luo Lou paused for a moment, then looked at Chen Jiyuan strangely, then at Zhipovarman, and nodded slowly.

Zhipovarman was overjoyed when he saw this, and then said directly: "The country of the Han people is now called the Tang Dynasty. They recognize the canonization of the year and are willing to help us expel the Chenla people."

After hearing this, Luo Louda was also overjoyed, "Seriously?" Then he ignored Zhipovarman and looked directly at Chen Jiyuan, "You, Han people, are willing to help us?"

"Exactly, as long as your Funan Kingdom recognizes us as a vassal state of the Tang Dynasty and pays tribute every year, the Tang Dynasty will naturally protect you," Chen Jiyuan straightened his waist and replied seriously.

Luolouda twitched his white eyebrows, scratched his gray beard, and warned Zhibovarman earnestly: "We in Funan have never had any contact with the Han people. Unlike Linyi in the east, we can benefit from the Han people, but now we are At this critical moment for our survival in Funan, your Majesty must make good friends with the Han people."

"This is my last advice to the king. If the king does not seize this opportunity, Funan... will be hopeless."

After hearing this, Zhibovarman waved his hands impatiently, "Of course I know this. Besides, I can defend the capital even without the help of the Han people."

Seeing that the king was still so stubborn, the veteran Luo Louduoduo sighed deeply and bowed deeply to Chen Jiyuan, "Funan is willing to become a vassal state of the Tang State, and I also ask the Tang Dynasty to provide protection."

Chen Jiyuan laughed loudly when he heard this and said to Zhibovarman: "Please, Your Majesty, order the south gate to be opened and accept the gift from the Tang Dynasty."

Zhibovarman couldn't help but be stunned, "What gift?"

"Two thousand sets of leather armor and two hundred elite soldiers," Chen Jiyuan said proudly.

However, Zhipovarman's expression darkened after hearing this, and he was slightly dissatisfied. Upon seeing this, Chen Jiyuan snorted coldly, "Your Majesty, please take a look at the specific situation first before talking about it."

"Your Majesty, don't be confused anymore," Luo Loudaduo hurriedly advised after watching this scene.

"Okay, I know." Zhibovarman waved his sleeves, returned to the throne and sat down, and casually ordered one of his guards to follow Chen Jiyuan to collect the supplies.

Chen Jiyuan felt angry when he saw this, and told his followers: "Let brothers be more energetic, don't let these southwestern barbarians look down on you."

However, Zhipovarman was a headstrong person who liked to show off his face and did not treat Chen Jiyuan and others harshly. He immediately arranged dancing and music, and filled the table with fine wine and delicacies.

Chen Jiyuan was filled with emotion. The enemy army was besieging the city outside, the harem was peaceful with singing and dancing, and the wine was charming. The Funan Kingdom really deserved to be in the current situation. Half an hour later, the guards rushed into the palace in a panic and said, "Your Majesty, the Han people are coming."

"Come as soon as you come, let's arrange a camp to rest," Zhibovarman casually ordered.

The guard swallowed his saliva and said, "Your Majesty, do you want to go and have a look?"

At this time, Zhibovarman also saw the expressions of his guards and was a little suspicious, "What?"

"It's too scary, those are two hundred murderers from hell," the guard said with lingering fear.

These words aroused Zhibovarman's curiosity. The reason why he was confident was because there were two thousand imperial guards of the Funan Kingdom in Temu City. He felt that there were only two hundred people and they would not have much effect and were far inferior to him. Those two thousand Praetorian Guards.

After Chen Jiyuan heard this and translated it, he stood up and said with a smile: "Lord of Funan, let's go and have a look."

"Let's go", Zhibovarman stood up.

The moon was high in the sky, the sea breeze was blowing in the face, and the bright moonlight illuminated the earth. When they arrived at the open space in front of the palace, Zhibovarman was stunned on the spot.

I saw a phalanx standing silently in the open space in front of me. Under the moonlight, there were sparkling lights. It was the shining cold light of soldiers' armor. Two hundred people were arranged in the phalanx, in order, without making a sound.

Chen Jiyuan straightened his clothes, stepped forward and shouted solemnly: "The Tang Dynasty will be victorious."

"The Tang Dynasty will be victorious", two hundred elites shouted in unison, their voices shaking the sky.

Bravavarman's face showed a look of horror.

"Change the formation," Chen Jiyuan shouted loudly again.

The military formation of [-] people suddenly moved, marching forward with a roar, and instantly transformed into an attacking arrow formation, with a sharp front and a wide back, forming an unstoppable arrow.

Zhibovarman's face turned pale, and he stumbled back unconsciously. Then he lost his composure, coughed, and hurriedly adjusted his clothes, "Warriors, these are all warriors."

"Lord Funan, how are our Tang soldiers doing?" Chen Jiyuan asked with his hands behind his back.

"Very brave and majestic," Zhibovarman nodded, and then asked tentatively: "General, how many such warriors are there in the Tang Dynasty?"

Chen Jiyuan shook his head and smiled when he heard this, "I am just the commander of a military palace. I have three thousand such soldiers, but in our Tang Dynasty, there are more than [-] military palaces. Lord, can you do the math?"

Zhipovarman was stunned and looked behind him at the equally astonished old minister Luo Lou Duda. Luo Lou Duda frowned and counted with his fingers, then said in shock: "One, one million and eight hundred thousand?"

Chen Jiyuan was slightly startled, and then just smiled and said nothing. In fact, Chen Jiyuan didn't know how many troops the Tang Dynasty had now, but it was definitely not [-] million. In fact, he was just bragging about himself.

First of all, these two hundred people are elite soldiers carefully selected from all over Lingnan, and they are no better than the Imperial Imperial Army. Secondly, the Yunji Military Mansion where Chen Jiyuan is located belongs to the Zhongfu, and the total number of combat soldiers and auxiliaries is less than two thousand. Just a thousand people.

Seeing Chen Jiyuan's indifferent expression, the monarchs and ministers of Funan were shocked. Zhibovarman's waist was no longer straight, and he did not dare to be arrogant in the face of Chen Jiyuan.

　Brothers, I resigned today and will start the interview tomorrow. Wish me good luck. Life is so difficult.

　　
  　
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