The rise of the prince

Chapter 543 Spring in the Northern Kingdom, Stormy Storms

Nanjing city became busier after the beginning of spring. There was an endless stream of pedestrians and people passing by. A few hungry wild dogs were lying on the corner of the wall, staring at the passers-by. But when people can’t get enough to eat, let alone dogs?

There was a whitish corpse soaking in the ditch in the corner, no one paid attention to it, they all looked around curiously, and then hurried away, this kind of thing is not surprising, who would care.

Until he was seen by Yelu Dashi: "Let someone clean it up." He said helplessly. Several guards were unwilling, but they still took orders. At this stage, there is no manpower and energy to manage these.

The Kingdom of Jin had already started to attack Xijing Road, and the people in the city were in a state of panic. It was not good news for the fast horses coming from the west every day.

Yelu Dashi scolded those softies, but there was nothing he could do. Now sticking to Nanjing is his last chance of winning.

Bad news came one after another. Burning, killing, looting, and robbing of children often happened in the city. People were panicked and morale was low. He walked on eggshells every day.

Externally, we must guard against the Kingdom of Jin, and internally, we must prevent the military and civilians from mutiny.

Wanyan Wugu has a vicious heart and he treats all Liao traitors with tenderness, which has led to their current passive situation.

Yelu Dashi supervised the situation of the city defense while patrolling, and he didn't want any omissions.

While he was making a personal inspection, someone hurriedly came to report: "Your Majesty, the envoy from Jingguo has returned."

Upon hearing this, Yelu Dashi immediately said, "Go, go back!"

The imperial palace is located in the central government office in Nanjing. Although the plaque has been changed, it is only temporary. Not to mention the imperial city, even the government office in Shangjing is far behind.

He hurried in, and the servants in the backyard had laid the carpet for the chariot, and a dozen maids stood on both sides, making the small courtyard even more crowded.

Their new emperor, the young Yelu Dun, was sitting on an ebony chair inlaid with gold and jade.

Yelu Dashi frowned slightly. He suggested to the new Khan that in times of crisis, he should lead by example, keep everything simple, focus on military affairs, and not waste money, but obviously the little Khan didn't listen.

After thinking about it, I decided to forget it. Although I don't know where he got these gold and silver treasures from more than a dozen maids, he is Khan after all.

Yelu Dashi knelt on one knee and said, "Greetings to Khan, I heard that the envoy from Jingguo has returned."

Yelu Dun nodded: "The people of Jing Guo are too arrogant. They not only rejected us, but also prepared to send troops to attack us with Jin Guo!"

Yelu Dashi frowned and looked at the envoy next to him.

The envoy nodded quickly: "Yes, Your Majesty, everyone in Jingguo knows that their army has assembled, from the Imperial Army near the capital to the border gates, the emperor didn't say anything, but I purposely asked on the street, and I can speak Chinese. "

"Did you hear me right?" Yelu Dashi asked again.

The messenger nodded again.

Yelu Dashi seemed to lose all strength in an instant. He looked around blankly and raised his hand, but he couldn't find a place to grab it. He felt powerless for a while.

The Jin people are close at hand, Jingguo is going to send troops again, is it destined by the heavens?

"Khan, the old minister is not feeling well, I want to go back and rest," he said softly, feeling a little weak.

Two days ago, the Jinren once again sent envoys to bring him the bracelet of Princess Yelu Yali, proving that they had indeed captured the princess, and assured him again that as long as he surrendered, he would be crowned king with a different surname, and that he would make Jin Guochang the prince Wan Yanliang married the princess.

He killed the golden envoy on the spot.

Khan Yeludun nodded: "Then you go back early." Then he added: "By the way, Uncle Dashi, the army in the camp in the south of the city will be temporarily taken over by Ben Khan. I have already made an agreement with your subordinate Xiaoda."

Yelu Dashi was taken aback, and before he could react, Yelu Dun said: "I am also a Khan now, how can I not have an army of personal guards in my hand?"

He was at a loss for words, the south of the city camp was in front of Nanjing City, and all the elites left by General Han Derang were stationed there. At the beginning, they were the only ones who were able to fight against the elites of the Jin people and gain the upper hand, but now.
The little Khan seemed to be right, but he felt an unspeakable pain and desolation in his heart, so he could only sigh: "Khan should at least... tell the old minister first."

"I am the Khan." Yelu Dun said, "By the way, the northern states are not safe. I am afraid that the Jin people will take the opportunity to attack. I want the general to leave Nanjing and go to the north to garrison the Jin people."

"Your servant obeys Khan's order." Yelu Dashi said helplessly, feeling extremely desolate in his heart.

"The march has been going smoothly since the beginning of spring, and several counties and counties on Xijing Road directly sent our heavenly army." Wanyan Wugu Nai said happily, "Speaking of which, why hasn't Yingge come back yet?"

Wanyan Zongbi, who was sticking a knife into the barbecue next to him, said, "Don't worry, bro, you know what your niece is capable of."

"I'm just afraid that she's capable. Anyone who drowns will be able to swim." Wanyan Wugunai laughed loudly, coughed violently after a few laughs, and hurriedly supported the desk. , plus the wind, food, sleeping in the open and cold, fell ill several times, but the war could not stop.

I didn't expect that this year's spring will start, the climate will change, and there will be signs of illness again.

Wanyan Zongbi has always been careless, and he didn't notice his brother's discomfort, he just said while grilling the meat: "Brother, let me tell you, don't listen to the nonsense of that Liu.

After cleaning up the Liao Kingdom, we will continue to clean up the Jing Kingdom. I have long heard that the south is flat and fertile. My Dajin army has never lost a single battle. The Liao Kingdom is not a problem, and of course Jing is not! "

Wanyan Zongbi let go of his hand and found that the palm of his hand had been dyed red due to coughing. He quickly took a handkerchief and wiped it off, then laughed and said, "Hahahaha, what do you know, I don't worry if you start a war, no one can beat you , but if you think about things, even if you have ten heads, you don’t think as much as Mr. Liu.”

Wanyan Zongbi said unconvinced: "Just him? Just that old and weak Han man, who has the ability to let him go to war!"

"You." Wan Yan Wu Gu Nai shook his head with a smile. He knew the nature of his good brother, so he wasn't angry. He just said, "Do you know how the food for the soldiers of the Great Jin Kingdom comes from?"

"The one who snatched the Liao people was transported from Tokyo."

Wanyan Wugunai said seriously: "The food captured from the Liao Kingdom is almost enough. We bought a large amount of food from Koreans and Jingren who crossed the sea to do business, and some from Xixia.

The price of the grain sold to us by the people of Jingguo is more than three times that of last year, do you understand what this means?"

Wanyan Zongbi shook his head.

"It means that if the fight continues, we will have nothing to eat. We must let the soldiers return to farming and animal husbandry. Otherwise, the army will mutiny when there is no food in winter." Wan Yan Wugu said meaningfully: "Mr. Jingguo Nanjing and the two states to the south seem to be a show of favor, but in fact they are letting them consume each other and fight each other. Anyway, we have no spare energy to fight Nanjing, so we cannot give Liao a chance to breathe.

For Jingguo, a large number of the last resistance forces gathered in Nanjing, the last bastion of Liao Guozuo, Nanjing will also become the most difficult bone to crack.

We just sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, and watch them fight to the detriment of both sides.”

Wanyan Zongbi finally understood, came to his senses, and nodded repeatedly.

(End of this chapter)