In a mountain about ninety miles away from Weili City, Zhao Huo took back the knife that had just been wiped clean, and then threw the blood-stained Baekje military flag to the ground and stepped on it.

Behind him, dozens of Baekje corpses were lying in a row.

There is Mingshan here, which was originally the junction of Baekje and Silla, and it was also the important place guarded by Ji Xuan before.

Now, Silla flags have been planted here, and countless Silla soldiers cheered loudly, while Faxiu came to Zhao Huo with a look of awe.

Because of the years of fighting between Baekje and Silla, even if Ji Sun led his troops away, there were still 100 people guarding him here.

Relying on the valley terrain here, these hundred people were enough to stop the Silla army from moving forward.

But such a small-scale battle just gave the Jinyiwei led by Zhao Huo a chance to perform.

Wearing a camouflage uniform made of plants and trees and borrowing flying claws, Zhao Huo and his men were walking on flat ground in the mountains. When they jumped into Guanzhong, although Faxiu could not see anything, they could hear screams and the sounds of monsters.

When the door was closed was opened, Faxiu and others saw corpses all over the ground and the Jinyiwei, who had no casualties but were covered in blood.

"Okay, keep on rushing. How long will it take to go here to Weili City?"

"If you go back to the angel, you will probably have to walk for one day if you have no obstacles on the road."

"King, we have to go faster. The king doesn't want to have no contribution to this battle, right?

This is not good for the king's future."

Of course, Fa Xiu understood the truth that only by making contributions can one receive rewards, and immediately urged the entire army to speed up the marching. Thanks to Xiao Gu's previous attack, the Baekje Army had no trouble on the way and successfully came to the city of Weili City.

At this time, Xiao Gu had already entered the city. When he learned that Silla was coming to attack, he had no strength to be angry.

"King, the Han army is less than twenty miles away. General Ji Xuan doesn't know what to do?"

"Yes, my king, before, you said you would definitely win this battle. You can also take this opportunity to let me unify the three Koreans. Now my country is about to be destroyed by Baekje. You must say something, your king!"

Baekje is not a centralized feudal regime like the Han Dynasty, but a political system that is transitioning from a tribal alliance to a feudal state.

Therefore, when Xiao Gu returned, all the nobles of the Baekje Eight Tribes attacked him together.

Some of these people wanted to take the opportunity to oust Xiao Gu, while others really wanted Xiao Gu to find a way to avoid the fall of Baekje. In short, hundreds of people were all worried.

"The Han army reinforcements arrived so quickly, which shows that they had planned it long ago. Even if the king did not send troops, would the Han people come to cross the sea to play?"

At the critical moment, Guer still supports his brother.

"I don't care what the Han people are here to do. Now I'll ask, what should we do?"

"The Han people wanted to borrow a way, just lend it to them. As long as they borrow it, even if they want to capture our Baekje, there is no excuse, right?"

"Report!! King, the Silla people suddenly started attacking!"

A soldier rushed in and interrupted everyone's words.

Everyone looked at each other, then walked out of the hall together and went to the city wall to watch the battle.

"Go! Come on! Come on! If a person dies, he will give away twenty bags of food at home. For every Baekjean head, he will receive three bags of food!"

The plains of the Korean Peninsula are mainly concentrated in the west, and the east is mostly mountains. Therefore, Silla has always lacked food, and food is more important than gold, silver and jewelry. The inspired Silla army immediately burst into a strong desire to fight, and suddenly it beat Wei Licheng to a shaky point.

"The next team is ready! Come on! Get ready again!!"

Faxiu had red eyes and kept giving orders, while Zhao Huo was sitting behind him on the stool watching Faxiu's performance.

Just now, he reported the news that he had arrived in Weili City to Ganshi and Jixian.

Then Ma Qiang, Jixian, sent a telegram.

The telegram stated that Baekje King Xiao Gu was extremely guilty. If Silla could present his head, Ma Qiang would represent the king of Silla to defeat Xiu as the Marquis of Dahanting.

What is Tinghou? Zhao Huo also explained to Fa Xiu specifically.

When he learned that Zhiting Hou could receive taxes from the people of a city for generations, Fa Xiu's eyes turned red on the spot.

This is not Zhao Huo is fooling the attack on Xiu. A pavilion in the Han area can indeed be considered a city in Sanhan.

The reason why Fa Xiu was so excited was simple. Since Silla would be annexed by the Han Dynasty was a foregone conclusion, what he had to think about now was how to fight for the interests of his family.

It is naturally the best result to be able to become a Tinghou who is at the same time as the country. In order to get this title, the casualties of Silla soldiers instantly became a simple calculation problem in Faxiu's eyes.

"Master, the Silla people are crazy, we can't stop it anymore! Please make a decision quickly!"

Xiao Gu looked at the crazy Faxiu at the city with a dark face. He used all his strength to shout loudly, "Faxiu! After I was destroyed by Baekje, you Slu will be destroyed by the Han Dynasty! Why don't you join forces to fight against the Han Dynasty? Then the three Han areas are evenly divided, wouldn't it be happy?"

Faxiu frowned. In fact, he had really thought about it, but just like what Jin Yufu advised him before, if the Han Dynasty could defeat Baekje, then he could destroy Slu. Instead of being destroyed after being destroyed, it would be better to share the same land and gain wealth.

Never put the idea of ​​the king's death sacrifice in Chinese civilization on other countries. Not to mention this era, even in the next 1,300 years, when the Japanese invaded Korea, the then Korean king Lee Kyung thought about whether he could simply attach himself to the Ming Dynasty and become a real Ming prince.

The reason why this happened later was mainly because the Ming court had very distrustful of North Korea... At that time, the Ming Dynasty was very suspicious whether North Korea had colluded with Japan to unite to invade the Ming Dynasty, otherwise how could it be defeated so quickly?

Although it was later proved that North Korea was defeated so quickly mainly because of the real thing, when the Ming army pioneers saved Yizhou, where the Korean monarch and ministers were located, the matter attached was left in vain.

In short, for these nobles, their own interests are much more important than national interests. As long as the interests are sufficient, they will not blink their eyes when they die.

"King, what he said is a way. Do you want to think about it?" After listening to the translation of the intelligence officer next to him, Zhao Huo said to Fa Xiu with a smile, but his hand had already touched the handle of the horizontal knife.

"Ah! I, Sillaben, is a Chinese nobleman, I, Faxiu Gengsheng, is a man of the Han Dynasty! Death is a ghost of the Han Dynasty! How can I confuse with the barbarians of Baekje? Take my bow! I want to shoot this shameless person to death!"
Chapter completed!