The three held a meeting in their minds.
Little Illusion still served as the telephone line.
Her head rested by Zhao Han, while her feet dangled by Jia Rong.
It was as eerie as could be.
Zhao Han quickly relayed the intelligence from the Capital City to the other two.
In truth, the court's deliberations at this time had almost no real sense of secrecy.
Only military affairs and matters of the imperial harem were kept confidential.
Jia Rong sneered. "Even if they know it's a feint, they still have no choice but to transfer troops from the south."
Jia Lian nodded. "That's right. Whoever opposes troop transfers is disloyal to the Emperor. That's a serious charge."
"Ah, Feudal Dynasties really do kill people," Zhao Han said, shaking her head.
Sure enough, armies answering the call to defend the throne gathered from across the realm in the Capital City.
Yet the First Fleet struck and fled.
The great army was left dumbfounded.
Then, at that moment, the Second Fleet finally deployed, stabbing straight into a vital point.
They directly sent troops into the Longjiang Estuary and cut off Canal Transport. Jiangnan's grain could no longer be shipped out.
The armies answering the call to defend the throne had no food to eat.
The north had long lacked sufficient market grain.
Jiangnan did not have enough either. When Huguang prospered, the whole realm was fed.
Huguang's grain traveled along the Longjiang to the Longjiang Estuary, then passed through the Grand Canal to the North Side.
This was a lifeline.
Without Canal Transport from Jiangnan, they simply could not hold on.
Within two months, the armies answering the call to defend the throne were ordered back one after another. They were issued only two days' worth of provisions, and then they scattered