"Alright!" Cheng Yaojin's words made His Majesty Li II feel annoyed for no reason: "Zhijie, do you think I am old now? Even this battle can only be won with the support of that brat?"

"Your Majesty..." Cheng Yaojin couldn't help but feel his hair stand on end when he heard this: "I didn't mean that..."

"Since you don't mean to do that, then you can withdraw and go back to your tent to have a good rest." His Majesty Li II said as he stretched out his hand to rub his temples: "There will be a big battle waiting for us, the king and his subjects, and I... have no reason to lose!"

"..." When His Majesty Li II said this, Cheng Yaojin and Zhangsun Wuji knew that the General Tiance who had looked down upon all the heroes in the past had not changed from the beginning to the end.

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The next day, Quan Gaisuwen led the army to the south of Anshi City, thirty miles away, and began to cook.

A great war is imminent.

His Majesty Li II, who had already received the report from the scouts, was now wearing Ming Guang armor and sitting alone in the imperial tent, without saying a word.

"His Majesty……"

"come in……"

As the door curtain was opened, Changsun Wuji came in with food in his hand: "Would you like to eat something?"

"I have no appetite." His Majesty Li II waved his hand, signaling that the other party did not need to persuade him any more: "Wuji, are you ready?"

"I have already followed your previous instructions. Except for the 8,000 troops who stayed here to guard against Yang Wanchun's sneak attack, the remaining 47,000 troops are all ready to go." After saying this, Changsun Wuji bowed to His Majesty Li Er and said, "Your Majesty, Quan Gaisuwen... He is so confident that he dares to do such a rash thing. In my opinion, why don't we take advantage of this moment--"

"I have been waiting for Quan Gaisuwen here for more than half a month." Emperor Li II did not allow Zhangsun Wuji to continue speaking: "And what you mean is that when people come, I will raise my banner to the north?"

"..." Knowing that he couldn't persuade him, Changsun Wuji still made a final effort: "Your Majesty, what I mean is that you can now secretly--"

"Wuji, I have always thought that you understand me." His Majesty Li II looked at Changsun Wuji, who had been trying his best to consider him and offended him at the same time: "I am very disappointed in you at this moment."

"..." Just as Changsun Wuji was about to explain, Li Ji's voice suddenly rang out from outside the tent: "Your Highness, I, Li Ji, request to see Your Majesty."

"Come in." His Majesty Li II's voice was calm, as if nothing had happened in the imperial tent before.

"Your Majesty." After Li Ji entered the imperial tent, he bowed to His Majesty Li Er, and then said solemnly: "Regarding this war, I think... we should take the initiative to attack."

"Yang Wanchun is lurking in the city right now." Zhangsun Wuji said unhappily, "If we take the initiative to attack, who can guarantee how long the remaining 8,000 people can hold off the enemy? Duke Ying, you know that less than 20% of the 20,000 Goguryeo troops in Anshi City have been killed or wounded. If Yang Wanchun chooses to come out in full force, our 8,000 troops may not be able to stop him."

"Duke Zhao, what you said makes sense." Li Ji nodded and then said, "So we stay at the gate of Anshi City? Waiting for someone to come and attack us, and then we will be attacked from both sides?

Leaving behind 8,000 men, we will take the initiative to attack, at least we have burned our boats.

But if we do as you said and wait for the enemy to come to the gate of Anshi City, we will really be waiting to die. "Because of the relationship with His Royal Highness the Prince of Chu, Li Ji already disliked Zhangsun Wuji. Now this guy keeps giving His Majesty bad advice. How can he tolerate it?

Did he really not hear anything when he was waiting outside the tent?

To be honest, although Emperor Li II rejected Zhangsun Wuji's proposal, it was at that moment that Li Ji finally realized who he really wanted to follow.

If it was His Royal Highness the Prince of Chu, the person who said this to him would be beaten with a punch, no matter how highly he respected him, unless the other person was an elder.

Moreover, His Royal Highness the Prince of Chu will feel clear conscience when beating someone, and the person being beaten will also enjoy it.

"Mao Gong is right." His Majesty Li II did not give Zhangsun Wuji time to continue being embarrassed. He just stood up and slowly walked to Li Ji's side: "In this battle, we are not fighting against a third-rate army like Gao Huizhen and Gao Yanshou, so even I am not very confident."

"It is precisely because even Your Majesty is not sure that this battle has to be fought!" Upon hearing this, Li Ji changed his previous calmness and said loudly: "I don't want to follow Your Majesty and fight a smooth battle for the rest of my life!"

"Hahahahahaha..." Hearing Li Ji say this, the haze in His Majesty Li II's heart was swept away at this moment: "Mao Gong, well said! In this battle, we have to use the few to defeat the many, and it will be interesting to turn the tables in desperate situations!"

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In fact, the commanders of both teams who are about to engage in a great battle on the plain south of Anshi City do not know that their current situations are actually the same.

"Boom... boom..."

"Is a fight about to break out?" As the sun gradually rose higher, Yi Zhimeng, who led an army of 30,000 and was guarding twenty miles behind Su Wen's army, rode his horse to the high slope and looked to the north.

The first thing that caught his eye was the smoke and dust that was slowly rising for more than ten miles.

Then, listening to the sound of war drums growing louder and louder in the distance, the fighting desire in his bones was awakened at this moment: "Obviously, I can also become famous through this battle..."

"Boom... Boom... Boom..." At this moment, a "war drum" sound even more urgent than that from the north sounded behind him.

“Lord Yi… Yi Zhimeng…” The first person to notice that something was wrong was Yi Zhimeng’s personal guard captain. He turned around to see what was happening in the south and his face turned pale in an instant: “Here…here…”

"What's coming?" Yi Zhimeng turned around and glared at the other person in annoyance. Then, when he shifted his sight, he found the cavalry team that appeared at the end of the horizon at some point, with the sound of horse hooves even louder than the sound of war drums...

"Gurgle..." Yi Zhimeng, who had previously mentioned that the King of Chu was still arrogant, swallowed subconsciously.

Although Yi Zhimeng was arrogant, he was familiar with military affairs. If the army in front of him without raising any flags was the elite troops under the command of the King of Chu of the Tang Dynasty, then he felt that he would never be able to win this battle by relying on his advantage in numbers.

In less than ten days, they traveled over a thousand miles to get here. And even after such a long journey, they still had such a magnificent momentum... This... This... This is simply the Shura Army from Purgatory!

(One update today, just a break.)