Ji Han Grand Commander

Chapter 218 212. Changes in South Central China
Jingzhou is now thriving. As for the training of soldiers, it does not need to be as strict as before, but discipline still needs to be guaranteed.

After all, Feng Xi was facing a dead end in Yiling at that time, so he would definitely do it at all costs. However, now that the Jingzhou army has 60,000 or 70,000 soldiers, it is no longer necessary to do so. Of course, Feng Xi's trusted Shenwu Camp is still as elite as before, and even many of its generals have been transferred to the Jingzhou army, striving to restore the morale and combat effectiveness of the Jingzhou army.

According to Feng Xi's estimation, after the Chinese New Year, by this time next year, they would be ready to march east to attack Wu. The losses of the Eastern Wu were huge, and all the wealth they had accumulated since Sun Jian was defeated was wasted. Even if they forcibly conscripted civilians to serve in the army for a year, how much combat effectiveness would they have? By then, facing the elite and powerful Jingzhou army, they would be like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

While Feng Xi was having a good time in Jingzhou, things in Nanzhong were already becoming uneasy.

After a month's long journey, Cao Wei's envoy finally arrived in Nanzhong and met Meng Huo.

The Cao Wei envoy took a closer look at Meng Huo. He was wearing a crown made of feathers of some unknown animal. It was colorful and pretty, but his upper body was naked. His muscular body showed his masculine hormones and his strong body.

As for the lower body, in addition to a short skirt to cover her modesty, there are also colorful decorations tied around her waist, which seem to highlight her status as the king of the seventy-two caves.

"Where does your envoy come from?"

Meng Huo sat on a stone seat covered with tiger skin, looking at the Wei envoy who was also observing him with some interest.

"Greetings, Your Majesty. I am an envoy from Cao Wei, and I have come to give Your Majesty a great fortune."

The messengers of this era all seem to like to be mysterious, but it is undeniable that such suspenseful words can always please the other party, attract the other party's attention, and make the other party want to continue listening.

"Incredible wealth? What do you mean? Are you, the Great Wei, going to give us gold and silver?"

Although Meng Huo is the king of the Southern Barbarians, he is always well-informed and naturally knows the current situation in the Central Plains.

"No, no. May I ask what the king thinks of Liu Bei?"

The messenger smiled and shook his head, but then changed the subject and asked Meng Huo about his opinion of Liu Bei.

"This... Your Majesty is naturally a benevolent person, and we in Nanzhong also admire him very much."

Meng Huo was stunned for a moment, then pondered for a moment, and answered the question with an emotion that was unclear how much was true and how much was false.

"Haha, Your Majesty, you don't know. Liu Xuande passed away a month ago! Now it is his son Liu Chan who has ascended the throne in Sichuan. Liu Chan is young, only fourteen or fifteen years old, a yellow-mouthed boy, and there are many people in Sichuan who are dissatisfied. Now that Shu is in turmoil, isn't this a blessing from heaven for Your Majesty?"

Meng Huo felt a little dizzy due to the dense information in the Wei envoy's words. He held his head and tried hard to use his not-so-good brain to carefully analyze the logic behind it.

"When the Emperor of Wei came here, I have already made it clear that if Your Majesty is interested, after the Heavenly Soldiers of Wei have recovered Sichuan, Your Majesty can become the leader of the barbarians. The Central Plains will be ruled by the Holy Emperor of Wei, and the barbarians in the southwest will all be Your Majesty's subjects."

When the messenger saw that Meng Huo seemed dizzy, he immediately struck while the iron was hot and painted another pie for Meng Huo.

Meng Huo, who was already confused, was stuffed with a mouthful of cake. He suddenly felt that it seemed to be true. He simply stopped thinking about it for the time being, slapped his forehead and shouted loudly.

"I have agreed to this matter. I now rely on the Emperor of Wei."

Seeing Meng Huo's decisive agreement, the Wei envoy smiled and did not accept Meng Huo's hospitality. He just wanted to leave this hot, damp and insect-filled hell as soon as possible. After the Wei envoy left, Meng Huo regained his composure, still leaning his hand on his head, as if thinking about something.

"My husband, are you just going to agree to this?"

Behind me, a woman walked out of the cave slowly. Her voice came before her, as clear and melodious as the sound of a yellow oriole in the mountains.

When the woman came out from the darkness, she was brown-skinned and equally beautiful, with an exotic beauty. She was wearing the same hot clothes, with a lot of colorful peacock feathers as decoration, just like Meng Huo.

"Madam, how can that be possible? These Han people are full of tricks. They just want me to be a weapon in their game in the Central Plains."

Seeing his wife Zhu Rong coming out, Meng Huo changed his majestic look, quickly stood up, gave up his seat, and helped his wife sit down.

Meng Huo’s ability to become the Barbarian King of the 72 Caves was naturally inseparable from the support of the tribe to which Madam Zhu Rong belonged. Therefore, Meng Huo usually obeyed his wife’s words and did not dare to show off his power.

Meng Huo let his wife pass and began to massage her shoulders and legs with a playful smile, looking like a good boy.

"Since you knew that, why did you agree to it?"

Madam Zhu Rong narrowed her eyes slightly, enjoying Meng Huo's full service. Since Meng Huo knew it was a trap, why did he jump into it?

"Hehe, Madam, although the Wei Dynasty has bad intentions, what they said is true. Liu Bei is a great hero in troubled times. Even Cao Cao, his father, the Emperor of the Wei Dynasty, suffered at the hands of Liu Bei. If Liu Bei were still alive, I would not dare to agree.

But since Liu Bei has passed away and his teenage son has succeeded him, we only need to take some places and plunder some gold, silver and people during the chaos. The Han army will be overwhelmed for a while. By the time they come to their senses, it will be too late. They can only bite their teeth and accept it. "

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Zhu Rong couldn't help but look back at her husband. She didn't expect that although he looked stupid and rough, he was actually quite smart and could think of this.

"These Han people are all focused on their Central Plains. We certainly cannot get involved there, but these border areas are dispensable to them. With the Wei Kingdom eyeing them covetously in the north, I don't think the leader of the Han Dynasty would dare to turn against us."

Meng Huo looked very smug, as he had just figured out these principles. After all, it was just promises, but both sides were just empty words. Even if he didn't do it, what could the Wei State do to him?

However, after sending away the Wei envoy, Meng Huo thought about it and found that there was indeed room for maneuver, so he made up his mind to make things difficult for Ji Han.

"But if it's just us 72 caves, I'm afraid it will be difficult to make any progress. The Han people's weapons are sharp, and the city walls are high and thick. We brothers and sisters can only sigh at the city."

Zhu Rong thought about it and still felt a little worried. Expecting the Nanman to come up with some siege equipment was as absurd as the villagers sharing nuclear fission.

"Hehe, no problem. When I was young, I traveled around Sichuan and met a few people who were ambitious. They all seem to be county governors now. I will contact them to see if they are interested. By then, our Nanzhong will be profitable, and they can also get what they want."

Meng Huo chuckled, who doesn’t have connections?

(End of this chapter)