When Pan Geng moved to Yin, I initiated Jian Shang

The city of Liyang was dead silent and filled with a foul stench.

The King of Shang frowned slightly, but ordered his men to drive those clans out of the city.

These clans were even more angry with the King of Shang.

They finally cleaned up the mess, but King Shang picked the peaches instead.

If the King of Shang did not have more soldiers and elite troops, they would have taken action long ago.

To the north, a forest.

In the camp with the Xue clan's flag, King Shang wiped the sweat off his forehead and looked towards Liyang City with lingering fear, saying, "We met a few nobles on the way. The west and middle roads are blocked, but the Xue clan is trying their best to stop the east road. Now King Shang has come to Liyang City. Are we really okay?"

"Just keep going north a little bit." Father Lu said, "The three routes are all suspicious troops, no one knows where we left from. Next we continue to wait, at most three days, the plague lurking in Liyang City will definitely break out.

When the plague breaks out, we will be able to guide the Pi family to move south.

As soon as he came back, the first thing he did was to find a way to eliminate the troops of his two brothers.

Now my people have gone to Danshan Rong and Qunshu in the south to tell Zihu and Ziao the news of King Geng of Shang's death.

They will surely rush back like crazy, and then we can blend in with the crowd and continue to leave towards the north."

"But...why not leave now?"

"Where can we go? All three routes are decoys. If all three routes are blocked, we can change the flag we are flying now at any time.

I checked the situation in Liwu, and found that many small tribes nearby came to seek refuge.

Now that Liyang has been occupied by King Shang, he has seen an opportunity to turn defeat into victory and go north to claim the throne. He will never give up. Even if he doesn't move, I will make him move."

As soon as Father Lu finished speaking, Zihe next to him thought about how his personal token was taken away by Father Lu: "So, you plan to use my token to trick Zigeng? He's not that stupid, is he?"

"Of course he's not stupid, but as long as you haven't returned and we're still in Liyang, we can assume that you're dead. In this case, he can hold up your token and say that you've been captured. Isn't that a way to send a message to Yan Shang?

So, will the Yan Shang nobles stranded nearby choose to surrender to him?" Father Lu tapped his chin, and his face finally revealed a ruthlessness that a young man shouldn't have, "These Yan Shang nobles are the sword that we can finally use to turn the situation around.

The next batch of food and fodder will be transported for you by me, Lu.

I have ordered them to split into three groups and march south overnight.

The middle route will reach Xue's territory in seven days.

The eastern route will go to pick up the nobles who fled to Ju clan, and then gather their remaining troops and go back south to rescue the captives. They will definitely come, after all, no one wants to see their brothers being held captive forever.

The western route will reach Shangqiu in five days at most, and will appear in Pengshi in about seven days.

And calculating the time, the Danshan Rong next door will also enter the Peng family at about the same time.

Then...the King of Shang and his army were struck by a plague.

The Pi family wanted to take advantage of the death of King Geng of Shang to destroy the armies of Zimin and Ziao.

And at this moment, you suddenly come back from the third road holding a bunch of flags.

At this time, a plague broke out in Liyang City, the succession of the Shang King was in turmoil, and all the big and small forces were in panic..."

"Wait, your idea is good, but in the final analysis, Zigeng must be so sick that he can't walk!"

Zihe immediately saw the core of all the problems.

"Of course, we still need to adapt to circumstances." Father Lu sneered, "But he can't move tonight."

In the core area of ​​Liyang City, at the bottom of a well, someone was lurking.

He stuck his head out and looked up from the bottom of the well, only to find that the sky was pitch black. He then climbed out from the well wall, dragging out the corpse behind him.

The bodies fell into the well with a plop. Suddenly, someone walked by and the light of a torch shone down. The person was startled and quickly shrank back into the well wall.

However, the corpse sank to the bottom quickly due to the pull of the stone, so the torch only saw a few bubbles and found no other clues.

Only then was it taken away.

After another half an hour, making sure that there was no one around, the man supported himself with his feet and slowly moved up the well wall. He stuck his head out and made sure that there was no one patrolling.

He climbed out of the well.

He quickly touched the nearest tent, swept the dagger in his hand quickly, and killed several slaves who served their master. Then he touched their master, covered the man's mouth, and woke him up with a suffocating feeling.

"Um-"

"I ask you, where is the tent of King Shanghe? If you don't tell me, you will... die—"

So, late at night.

Screams were heard from the big tent, and the whole Liyang City was in chaos.

The King of Shang was assassinated and seriously injured, and his life or death was unknown.

The pursuit had to come to a halt, and then the Peng witch came to rescue people.

……

In the north, Liwu soon learned that King Shang had been assassinated.

Zi Hu also came over and said, "Military Advisor, shall we go back..."

"No! We can't go back!" Liwu shook his head repeatedly, "We don't know the specific situation yet, if we act rashly, something could go wrong at any time.

At any time, a wounded tiger will show its teeth at anything that poses a threat.

Therefore, what we need to do now is to send someone to Liyang to inform him that we have not found any trace of Zihe, and to ask the King of Shang to indicate whether to continue northward and attack Yan Shang."

"What should I do? Suddenly there is such a good opportunity, how can I not pursue it?!" Zihu walked anxiously.

The King of Shang was even more hurt. With his two brothers away and the country leaderless, how could he miss this good opportunity?
If it succeeds, wouldn't he have achieved his goal in one step?
Liwu didn't say anything, but just looked at Zihu's anxiety and couldn't help but guess a lot in his mind.

He felt that these methods were very familiar.

It’s as if everyone’s hearts are being put on fire. Faced with naked interests, who can resist the temptation?

"We will stop here, search the nearby tribes, and then continue to investigate the news about Li Yang. We will be ready to act at any time." Liwu said.

"It can only be the."

After the torment, Zihu could only accept his fate.

Two days later, the plague in Liyang broke out completely.

The King of Shang was already inside the city of Liyang, and no one had a clear idea of ​​the situation.

Instead, various rumors began to appear in the ears of the tribal nobles under the command of the Zimin and Zimao families.

What about this plague? It was caused intentionally by Zihu. He knew that King Shang and the others retreated because of the outbreak of the plague in Liyang, but not only did he not warn them, he even wanted to kill them.

There are various other remarks.

Finally, someone couldn't sit still anymore and broke into the tent.

Inside the tent, the King of Shang was carried to a chair and sat in front of everyone.

He was not dead, but he had many wounds on his body, all of which were caused by the dagger of the guy who attacked him.

The other party obviously didn't want him to die, but they also wanted him to live a life worse than death. In other words, he didn't have any fatal injuries, but he was almost bled to death.

After being tortured, the King of Shang got a jade pendant made of Zihe in his hand.

That is to say, the people who ambushed him were Zihe's men, but that man said that Zihe was coughing when he saw him, which was very similar to the symptoms of the current plague.

Although Zihe was still as insidious as ever, if he had contracted the plague, then as long as there was no trace of him, there was only one possibility, that is, he had not escaped yet.

The situation has now made it impossible for him to move.

The subordinates of his sons have all arrived.

If it is not handled properly, it will definitely collapse.

"Immediately organize troops to march north. I have captured Zihe and tortured him. Now that we have his token in hand, we will go straight to Yan Shang this time!"

Although King Shang, who showed up in person, was injured, at least he was fine. Holding up Zihe's jade pendant, he announced the most encouraging news and quickly stabilized the situation in Liyang.

Then he headed north. (End of this chapter)