The Three Kingdoms began with island farming

Chapter 648 Secret Assembly
Forcing himself to stop looking at him like a fool, Mao Jie's eyes began to empty and he continued to cooperate with Hubishekhar III's "performance".

"Governor, now that Singh has suffered a setback, the Governor should take this opportunity to consolidate the defense line."

"We have two sides, one positive and one negative. The Governor will block Singh's army head-on, and my lord will attack Singh's food supply route, making it difficult for him to take care of both the front and rear."

"Over time, Singh will inevitably be defeated!"

Upon hearing this, Hubiseka III's eyes suddenly lit up: "This is a brilliant plan! You have a genius!"

The Kushan civil and military officials on both sides began to whisper to each other, looking at Mao Jie with different expressions, but most of them still showed approval in their eyes.

"Don't worry, Your Excellency. I will definitely stop Singh's frontal attack. I also hope that your army will not let me down." Hubishekhar III said.

Mao Jie nodded and said solemnly: "Don't worry, Governor. Our army will do its best."

The two exchanged a few pleasantries again, and then Hubishekhar III sent Mao Jie away from the military camp.

When leaving, Mao Jie looked from afar in the direction of the military tent where Hubishekha III was and shook his head slightly.

He always felt that things would not be that simple.

Showing weakness to the enemy is indeed a good strategy, but it will inevitably have some side effects, which is to make the so-called "ally" misjudge one's own strength.

When he was talking with Hubishekhar III just now, he was also quietly observing the expressions of the civil and military officials in the tent, fearing that some of them would not be willing to remain stable like this.

"Good words cannot persuade the damned ghosts! I hope not too many of you die, at least leave a framework to hold up the situation, otherwise, it will be really troublesome." Mao Jie said with a deep look.

By the time Mao Jie returned to Cao's camp, dusk had already spread across the sky.

Xi Zhicai was leaning on a Hu bed, sipping honey water in small sips to suppress the bitterness of the Chinese medicine he had just drunk.

No one knew why the medicine Hua Tuo prepared for him was so bitter that he always had to drink it with honey water.

"Well? Does Hubisheka III have any doubts?"

Mao Jie shook his head gently: "He didn't question it at all, he just said he would follow my plan."

Xi Zhicai heard this and sighed deeply: "As expected."

Although they were allies, Hubishka III never put them on the same footing and was wary of them.

There was not even a word of questioning, which did not mean that the other party approved of this strategy, but that the other party did not care about this strategy at all and did not want to explain it to Mao Jie.

"We have done everything we should do. If they don't want to listen, that's their business."

"Be prepared to follow Hubishekhar III and take advantage of him." Xi Zhicai said in an inexplicable tone.

Although neither side was very smart, Singh should be stronger than Hubishekhar III, and they had already anticipated what the outcome would be.

Let these two people fight each other. They can take advantage of the opportunity and control the situation.

Mao Jie nodded and looked at the faint candlelight in the tent. It seemed to go out from time to time with the breeze, but it was always burning.

At this time, candles were also flickering in the central military tent of Hubishekhar III, and the bronze lamps used for meetings cast the shadows of everyone on the cowhide tent.

Hubishekhar III was leaning on the ivory-inlaid throne, his fingers unconsciously stroking the elephant-head scimitar at his waist, his eyes were mysterious, and no one knew what he was thinking about.

"Everyone, what do you think of the strategy proposed by the Han envoy?" Hubishekha III was the first to break the silence, and his voice echoed in the empty tent.

Veteran General Dravida took a step forward and said, "Governor, I think the Chinese are cunning and cannot be trusted." "This strategy may seem clever, but I'm afraid it actually harbors evil intentions. If we and Singh remain in a stalemate for a long time, the result will undoubtedly be that both sides will suffer, and then the Chinese will be able to reap the benefits."

As soon as these words were spoken, a whisper suddenly broke out in the tent.

The young and energetic general Ashoka could not hold back and drew his sword fiercely: "Governor, General Dravida is right! Our Kushan cavalry is so brave, how can we hide behind the Han army like turtles?"

"Singer is just a common man, but he was easily defeated by the Han army. This shows that he is strong on the outside but weak on the inside. It is better to take the initiative to attack and kill Singh by surprise, thus securing victory in one fell swoop."

The counselor Bharata frowned and said with some concern: "Singh has been on the battlefield for a long time and has always fought bravely. He should not be a weakling."

"The Han army was able to win because they underestimated the enemy and rushed forward rashly, which is why they were caught. Now that they have just been attacked, it is time to be alert."

"If we attack rashly at this time, I'm afraid we may not win!"

Ashoka snorted coldly and said, "Singh has just suffered a great defeat, his morale is low, and his army is running low on food and fodder. How can he win?"

"This is a good opportunity to defeat the enemy. If we miss it, we will regret it."

"Everything should be done with safety in mind. It is better to first see whether the Han people can attack Singh's rear again, and then wait for an opportunity to act." Bharata said painstakingly.

"The Han people cannot be trusted! Moreover, Singh was unprepared before, and it would have been fine. But now that he was prepared, how could the Han people be able to defeat him? If we don't take action now, when will we take action?" Ashoka retorted bluntly.

Listening to the quarrel between the two, Hubishka III's face was uncertain. Bharata's caution and Ashoka's radicalism were constantly pulling at him.

In the end, it was King Ashoka’s words that resonated with him.

Han people cannot be trusted!
He must firmly grasp the initiative in his own hands and not be manipulated by the Han people.

Since the Han people asked me to hold on in order to maintain the confrontation, I couldn't do as they wished.

Through Hubishka III's expression, the counselor Dravida had already sensed what he was thinking and quickly spoke.

"Governor, I have a plan."

"We can spread the Han army's strategy secretly, pretend to act according to the Han army's strategy, strengthen the defense line on the surface, and secretly gather elite troops."

"When Singh lets down his guard, we will launch a surprise attack and achieve a great victory."

"This is a great plan!" Ashoka said excitedly.

"After we defeat Singh, we will go back and deal with those Han people. By then, the Kushans will still be the masters of this land!"

Bharata wanted to say something else, but looking at the excited expressions of the people in the tent, he finally shut his mouth.

There was a gleam of ruthlessness in Hubishekhar III's eyes. He suddenly stood up and drew his scimitar. The cold light reflected on his ferocious face.

"Okay! Let's follow Dravidian's plan! Pass the order down, the whole army will assemble secretly, and at dawn three days later, we will raid Singh's camp! This matter is of great importance, and if anyone leaks the news, he will be killed without mercy!"

"Yes, sir!" All the generals in the tent responded in unison, their voices filled with excitement and anticipation.

"Governor, should we inform the Han people and ask them to help us?" Bharata asked cautiously.

"Hmph!" Hubishka III glanced at Bharata unhappily and said, "No need! Telling them will only make it easier for the news to leak out. Let's talk about it after the war."

(End of this chapter)