Chapter 1172

Style: Historical Author: Mr. Mad DogWords: 4269Update Time: 24/01/12 20:45:52
Ever since Mangman II came to power, he has always felt ashamed of his defeat and ceded territory to the Luo Xing people, and wanted revenge day and night.

However, today's Funan Luo is still lacking in strength. Antioch and Luo to the west are extremely strong managed by the Luo Xing people. They will never dare to attack them easily without sufficient preparation.

The Arab bandits in the southwest rain forest are a group of poor and smelly people. Even if they are defeated a hundred times, they will not be of great benefit to the national strength of the Funan Empire.

Therefore, Mangman II knew that if he wanted to strengthen his country, he must first eat away at the remnants of the declining Linyi Empire to the east, conquer those eastern city-states and tribes, and use their wealth and soldiers to support Funanluo to launch revenge on the Luoxing people. .

In the past two years, the nomadic cavalry coming from the far east have completely disrupted the Funan Luo people's cannibalization business strategy.

It is rumored that those sturdy nomadic cavalry were all from the Eastern Han Empire. After defeating Kangju, Suyi and Dawan, they also annexed various tribes in Beilin County at a rapid speed.

This made Mangman II absolutely intolerable. Without the benefits of these old Linyi lands in the East, how could the Funan Empire have been able to reserve its national strength as soon as possible to seek revenge on the Luo Xing people.

"My son, people tell me that the Han Empire in the East has revived again, as if it has been favored by the gods. It was destroyed twice, but restored twice. Such a powerful country with the favor of the gods, finally The best way is to be friends and partners with them, rather than becoming enemies with them."

The mother of Mangman II, the Queen Mother of Funan, held a snow-white palace cat in her hand, and gracefully stroked the cat's owner while giving earnest advice.

Unlike Mang Man II who wanted to expand the territory, the Queen Mother of Funan, although she was only in her thirties, had been involved in the imperial government for more than ten years. Knowing that what the Funan Empire needed most today was stable development, Jing Jing Wait for the Luo Xing people to reveal their flaws instead of creating a new enemy in the east.

"Mother, what you are saying are just rumors spread by some businessmen who are full of lies. Except for us, the most devout believers of the God of Light, no one in the world can get the favor of the God!"

Disdain appeared on Mangman II's young and handsome face.

He knew that his mother opposed all wars. The previous monarchs of the Funan Empire suffered various tragedies due to various military defeats.

But Mangman II felt that he was different. He was born to be the reviver of Funanluo.

He is the God of Light who is destined to defeat the Luo Xing people and wash away the shame of their ancestors.

The Queen Mother of Funan was worried about the safety of her son and the empire, and did not want to agree to the war.

However, there are no longer those veterans who assisted Zuo in the empire, and the opinions of the Queen Mother of Funan have no supporters. For Mangman II, who is bent on making a difference, they are simply ignored.

After the mother and son failed to reach an agreement, Mangman II directly ordered the mobilization of troops and horses to prepare for war against the Han Empire in the east.

Despite the experience of ceding land to the Luo Xing people as compensation, the territory of the Funan Luo Empire was still very large.

After Mangman II issued the summons order to various places, it took nearly half a month for the lords to arrive with their troops one after another.

"I will lead you to conquer those Easterners who robbed the empire's vassals. No matter who they are, as long as they can defeat them, I will not take any valuable things such as silk, gold, silver, and porcelain. They will all be rewarded to the victory. By."

After more than half a month, all the governors of Elam from all over the country were finally gathered together. Mangman II made a confident promise to everyone.

When everyone heard this, their beards flew up with joy.

In recent years, more and more rare goods have come from the far East. Not to mention the gorgeous silks made of gold and silver, but also those white porcelains with simple shapes. As long as they change hands, they can be bought from the Orientals. If you sell it to Luo Xing people, you can earn more than ten times the profit.

They all thought that after defeating the Chinese in the East, they would have to have as much silk as they wanted, and as much crystal porcelain as they wanted.

The Funan people's desire for victory was easily inspired by Mangman II.

However, Mangman II did not immediately launch an army recklessly.

He must first understand the number and combat strength of the Easterners before deciding how large an army to dispatch.

After all, the Luo Xing people in the west of the empire are still watching with eager eyes.

"Send my order to arrest all Eastern merchants in the empire, confiscate all their goods, and kill anyone who dares to resist!"

Taking advantage of the opportunity to inquire about information from the front, Mangman II ordered the confiscation of the properties of Eastern merchants.

In just a few days, Mangman II and his military generals lived a very comfortable life by annexing merchants' properties.

Anyway, for the people of Funan, the motherland of these businessmen is about to be crushed by the powerful Funan cavalry.

When the time comes to search for money, it is better to grab it now.

"Your Majesty, our spies have returned from sending a message. The Eastern Chinese's troops are only some poor lightly-armed cavalry archers, and there are also hundreds of armored cavalry. They are no match for our hundreds of thousands of troops."

A Funan minister reported to Mangman II.

"In that case, we don't need a hundred thousand troops at all. We only need ten or twenty thousand armored victorious guards, which is enough to defeat them."

As soon as Mangman II heard the military intelligence from the front, he immediately fell into joy.

"Your Majesty, the armies in Malakanda and Baktra are also ready to welcome the empire's victory, and at least half of the Linyi princes are ready to surrender."

When Mangman II heard this, he immediately felt that this victory was 100% his.

Those reckless Easterners will soon pay the price in blood.

At that time, Mangman II will monopolize all silk and porcelain, and then double the amount to be sold to the Luo Xing people.

The more Mangman II thought about it, the more he felt that the best way for those Easterners was to surrender on the spot, and any resistance would be foolish and futile.

Just when Mangman II, the 'King of Kings' of the Funan Empire, was confident of victory.

Hundreds of miles away in the east, Huan Wen, Pingnan Gong of the Han Dynasty, watched the news from Aung San Bian Mian, but he did not have 100% confidence in his heart.

Because the surrounding Tocharians and Kangju people spread word of mouth that the millions of soldiers in Funan were definitely more pressure than anything Huan Wen had ever encountered before.

Aung San Strider returned from Luoyang at full speed and informed the Emperor Liu Yu that he was about to dispatch

Aung San Mian returned from Luoyang at full speed and brought the news to Huan Wen that Emperor Liu Yu was about to send reinforcements.

However, another piece of news that followed made Huan Wen's newly happy mood become heavy again.

"What are you talking about? The Funan people gathered an army of half a million people?"

Huan Wen said with a surprised look on his face.

The person who just brought the news was Lu Zhong, the left general of the Pingnan Principality.

Lu Zhongnai is a Baima Qiang in the west. His tribe name was Bu Lu Gu. He followed the order of Pingnan Gong Huan Wen and changed his name to the Han surname Lu.

However, even if he changed his surname to Han, Lu Zhong's original irritable temper remained unchanged at all.

"Your Majesty, yes, I just received news from a spy. The king of the Funan Barbarians has gathered all the troops in the country and has gathered 500,000 people. He will attack us soon."

When Lu Zhong heard the news, he couldn't wait to report back.

Huan Wen frowned. He really didn't expect that the Funan people could gather so many troops.

Five hundred thousand!

All the troops and horses he owns are just 50,000, and including the Han army's follow-up reinforcements, it will not exceed 80,000.

Maybe they don't even have the leader of the Funan people, which would be dangerous if a war breaks out.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. I think the Funan people's 500,000-strong army is definitely not that large." Aung San Mian suddenly said next to him.

"Oh, is it possible that the people from Funan also use the tactic of false troops?" Huan Wen's expression suddenly relaxed.

"Your Majesty is absolutely right. The Funan people are most accustomed to using intimidation tactics. It is common for them to say that ten thousand soldiers and horses are an army of one hundred thousand."

As a Kangju native, Aung San Mian was already quite aware of the situation in Funanluo not far away.

He began to explain patiently to Huan Wen.

Only then did Huan Wen and others understand that the method of intimidating the enemy by saying less as more was basically universal throughout the world.

Especially here in Funan Luo people, they use it with great skill.

"When the Funan people attacked the Linyi people in the Lanshi City area, they only dispatched less than 10,000 people. They spread the word all over the world that they would send 200,000 troops. In the end, they scared other Linyi princes and did not dare to rescue them."

Aung San Mian's words made Huan Wen dumbfounded.

He was obviously experienced in battles, but he was almost defeated by Funanman's witherworm trick.

"However, this number of soldiers and horses is really bluffing. Even if it doesn't scare me, I'm afraid the princes and leaders of the Linyi people will give up."

Huan Wen had always had no hope of the loyalty of the Linyi people who had surrendered, unless he could pull his troops over as soon as possible and show his will to resist the Funan people.

Otherwise, it would be absolutely impossible for those Linyi people to resist the Funan Luo people on their own.

"Your Majesty, since the enemy can use this move, why can't we use it?" Lu Zhong said from the side.

"This is the truth, but whether they are Funan people or Linyi people, they all know that we have just moved here not long ago, and we don't have many troops at all. Even if we have the most, I'm afraid there is no way to surpass the Funan people."

Huan Wen's strength is that he is too transparent and does not have much mystery about his military strength. Making up a random number of troops will not be believed at all.

"Your Majesty, the Funan people don't have many soldiers and horses. Except for the 20,000 to 30,000 soldiers and horses of the 'Death Army' and the 'Immortal Army' directly under King Funan, the rest of the soldiers and horses are mostly servants recruited from various places."

If it were the original Aung San Mian, he would never have said this.

At the time, Aung San Mian was just a businessman in Kangju. When he heard about the reputation of King Funan's tens of thousands of imperial guards, he could only lie on the ground and tremble, instead of acting like Yun Danfengqing now.

"Unlike the hundreds of thousands of military soldiers of the Han Dynasty, the Funan people conquered various places and then appointed local tribal leaders to serve as officials. Apart from recruiting troops during battles, there were no troops stationed directly under King Funan."

Aung San Mian was very clear about Funan Luo's trump card. As long as they could withstand the initial massive attack, the remaining Funan people's offensive would only become weaker and weaker.

Most of the Funan army went on temporary expeditions and were unable to fight for many years.

"If the Funan people want to fight with us, they will definitely recruit vassals from the east of the country. Whether it is Khorezm, Marchiana, or the Sistan people, they will definitely be recruited."

Huan Wen knew that after Aung San Mian said so much, he must have thought of some effective way to restrain himself.

"Tell me quickly, do you have any way to suppress the arrogance of the Funan people?" Huan Wen said.

"Your Majesty, since the Funan people can summon vassal servants, we can also summon the vassal servants. Even if they cannot be used for direct combat, let them harass the Funan people's border. Your Majesty, send them some good weapons and weapons, and we can weaken Funan. People's arrogance is gone." Aung San Mian said.

"Also summon the righteous soldiers and horses?"

Huan Wen was quite satisfied with this method.

But the problem is where to find suitable vassal servants and soldiers.

Regardless of whether they are Kangju people, Dawan people, Suyi people or Linyi people in the south, in Huan Wen's eyes, they are all groups of scumbags.

"Do you mean to ask me to summon the Kangju and Dawan people?" Huan Wen said.

"Your Majesty, Kang Ju and others are only suitable for doing business and managing property. If they go into battle to kill the enemy, I'm afraid they have quit for many years." Aung San Mian also has no confidence in the combat effectiveness of his compatriots.

"Then who are you talking about?" Huan Wen asked.

"Your Majesty, the person I want to talk to is the Huns who are west of Kangju and across Khorezm!" Aung San Hmian said.

"Huns? What Huns?" Huan Wen was confused by this title.

He had heard of the Huns, and also knew that some people in Kangjulin called their soldiers and horses the 'White Huns', but he had never heard of the name of the Huns.

"Your Majesty, the Huns are a group of barbarians wandering in the northwest grasslands. They used to be nomadic in the northwest of Kangju. Later, they fought with the Khorezm people and were forced to move westward.

These people claim to be Huns and were once one family with the Huns. "

When Huan Wen heard this, he was immediately speechless.

He hated the Huns the most, and never thought of recruiting a group of 'Huns' as his subordinates.

But in the end, Huan Wen bowed to reality first, and he sent Aung San Mian to form a caravan to go to the territory of the "Hun".

This was a reward team composed of a hundred cavalry. Under the leadership of the Kangju people, they went to the northwest grasslands to look for the so-called "Huns".

When Aung San Mian's troops crossed the Aral Sea and arrived at the nomadic grasslands of the Huns, they soon met several big leaders of the Huns tribal alliance.

Although these Huns tribes