"Emperor of the Song Dynasty, did you agree to send troops to reinforce Daxia?"
Li Weiming couldn't help being startled and blurted out.
This Zhao Hong said a lot, mother-in-law, mother-in-law, disgusting, don't want it, what does it mean?
"Your Majesty, be careful! Be careful!"
Zhao Hong had not expressed his position yet, but Cui Yu hurriedly stopped him and persisted as always.
"Your Majesty, the Tatars are like tigers and wolves, and our Song Dynasty is too weak to make peace with Xixia, otherwise we will be in trouble!"
Gao Dingzi also turned red and shouted to stop him.
The emperor is young and vigorous, which is a good thing. But if you are too reckless and impulsive, you are committing a crime.
All the ministers looked at Zhao Hong together. Everyone wants to know what choice this ambitious Emperor of the Song Dynasty will make.
"Cui Qing, Gao Qing, all your noble families, I have decided to send troops to reinforce Daxia. I have made my decision, and you don't need to say anything more."
Zhao Hong softly stopped Cui Yu and Gao Dingzi, raised his head, and said seriously:
"Xia and Song have the same culture and species, so I would be happy to become allies. I just don't know what the princess wants? If the princess wants to go back, I will never stop her and will send troops as usual."
Thinking about it carefully, the marriage seemed to be Wan Yanchun's prank. But he really doesn't want to see the other party "committing suicide" and disappear.
A delicate beauty with long legs suddenly turned into a cold corpse. That was too cruel and disgraceful.
"Li Weiming thanked the Emperor of the Song Dynasty! Li Weiming is willing to stay and serve the Emperor of the Song Dynasty and never let him down!"
Li Weiming stood up and bowed with a blushing face.
What's the point of returning to Xixia when the deal is done? Is it a return?
Isn't this a joke?
From Emperor Song's eyes, she could feel that Emperor Song seemed to be... interested in her.
"Thank you, Sir, Your Majesty!"
Luo Shichang stood up and thanked him, his expression finally relaxed.
Cui Yu and Gao Dingzi looked helpless and shook their heads unwillingly, no longer obstructing.
The emperor has already made up his mind and there is no point in talking more. Judging from the emperor's intention, it seemed that there was something else going on. They wanted to know how the emperor would convince them next?
"Your Majesty, my old minister is brave. How do you plan to send troops to save Daxia? When will you send troops?"
The motherland was in dire straits, Luo Shichang no longer hesitated and went straight to the topic.
Zhao Hong was waiting for him here, and he must have some plans.
All the ministers in the hall looked at Zhao Hong again. They all wanted to hear whether this ambitious young emperor really knew what he had in mind.
"Xianggong Luo, I tell you the truth. With the current strength of the Tatar army, it is unstoppable for Daxia to destroy the country. If the Emperor of Daxia is willing to lead his people southward, I am willing to provide a resettlement place in the Song Dynasty. Let the people of Daxia live and work in peace and contentment."
Zhao Hong's words had actually been discussed with Luo Shichang, but all the ministers in the hall were stunned.
Since the emperor believed that Xixia was hopeless, why did he send troops to rescue? Is not this contradictory?
"Emperor Song, are you going to stay out of the matter and sit back and ignore Daxia's life and death?"
Li Weiming looked solemn and said loudly with a straight face.
This Emperor of Song Dynasty, moving east and west, what exactly is he going to do?
How do you feel that you can't keep up with the other person's rhythm?
Cui Yu looked calm, stroking his beard and looking at Zhao Hong without saying a word.
Emperor, don’t you only have these brushes?
Guo Zhengsun, Gao Dingzi and other civil servants looked ugly and remained silent.
Generals such as Yu Jie and Cao Youwen looked at Zhao Hong, waiting for his reaction.
"Princess, don't make mistakes!"
Luo Shichang quickly stood up and begged:
"Your Majesty, the Tatar army is devastated, and Daxia is about to be destroyed. As the son of Daxia, how can you abandon your ancestral land and the people of Daxia and flee? How is this any different from an animal? Your Majesty, the next generation of holy kings, hopes to send reinforcements early. , save Daxia!"
Luo Shichang knelt on the ground, kowtowed to his head, and burst into tears.
When the country was ruined and the family was destroyed, he traveled thousands of miles and battled with wits and strength. He was already exhausted mentally and physically and was overwhelmed.
"Your Majesty, save Daxia! Li Weiming will be a cow or a horse, and in the next life he will wear a grass ring to repay the kindness of the Emperor of the Song Dynasty!"
Princess Li Weiming of Anguo also stood up, knelt down to Zhao Hong and touched her head to the ground.
"What are you doing? Get up."
Zhao Hong walked down and helped Luo Shichang and Luo Shichang up personally. When he helped Li Weiming up, he smelled the faint fragrance on her body, and Zhao Hong couldn't help but feel dizzy.
Especially the girl's smooth palms and smooth and slender fingers made him even more distracted and reluctant to let go.
The two glanced at each other subconsciously. Zhao Hong's eyes were blazing, and Li Weiming immediately blushed and quickly withdrew his hand.
This Emperor of the Song Dynasty was good at everything, but his emotions seemed a bit too rich.
Zhao Hong chuckled and turned back to his seat.
"Xiangong Luo, princess, to tell you the truth, the Tatar army is attacking the city in Hexi. It will be at least a month before our army mobilizes troops and horses and prepares the food and supplies. From Lizhou to Hexi, even the nearest Liangzhou, there is a Thousands and eight hundred miles. The army, carrying its baggage and supplies, can only march thirty or forty miles in a day, and it will reach Liangzhou in two and a half months at the fastest. By then, the Tatar army may have already occupied the land west of Hexi."
Zhao Hongkan talked, and Luo Shichang and all the Song ministers opened their eyes wide. Some ministers had smiles on their faces, and they couldn't help but admire them secretly.
The emperor has eaten everything and wiped it clean, or else he will not admit it.
"Emperor of the Song Dynasty, what do you mean? Are you unwilling to send troops?"
Luo Shichang's face was ashen and he asked in a trembling voice.
"Xiangong Luo, princess, even if I lead all the elite troops in Sichuan to Daxia for rescue, the number will only be 40,000 to 50,000. With the Tatar army of 100,000, in a field battle, are we, the Song border army, their opponent?"
Zhao Hong's truth made Luo Shichang, Li Weiming, and all Song officials look suspicious.
"Your Majesty, what do you mean..."
Luo Shichang and Li Weiming looked at each other, and Luo Shichang asked suspiciously.
Judging from Zhao Hong's intention, is he not planning to send troops to rescue?
Zhao Hong's words about sending troops to rescue Xia seemed ambiguous. The Song ministers in the lobby all looked relaxed, but the Xixia envoys looked ugly.
Luo Shichang was about to clarify the topic, but Zhao Hong had already spoken.
"Xiangong Luo, the Tatar army is at its peak, and no one in the world can defeat it. To save Daxia, we need to kill the opponent unexpectedly at the right time and make the opponent scared. Of course, we also need some luck."
Recalling the historical details about Mongolia's destruction of Xixia, Zhao Hong thought carefully and made a decision.
Historically, Genghis Khan died of illness in Liupan Mountain, and his mourning was kept secret. When the Xixia people surrendered, he massacred them. Xixia was destroyed, and the Xixia civilization was submerged in the long river of history.
The key to this war was that when the Xixia people surrendered, they did not know that Genghis Khan was dead. Another reason is the fall of Lingzhou City, the southern barrier of Zhongxing Mansion.
As the military center of Xixia, Lingzhou City, if it can hold on for a while longer, the Mongols themselves may have to withdraw.
"Your Majesty, please speak out."
Luo Shichang couldn't help but pressed him.
Until now, he still didn't understand what Zhao Hong meant, and he was getting more and more confused.
"Your Majesty, be careful! Be careful!"
Cui Yu lost no time and reminded him again from the side.
"Your Majesty, since the Song Dynasty is weak, we should not show off our strength. Acting arbitrarily will not only send troops in vain, but will not do any good to the Song Dynasty."
Gao Dingzi spoke with a dark face, still very rude.
"Xianggong Luo, princess, I mean, the land west of Hexi is already in the possession of the Tatar army. Even if I want to save it, I'm afraid it will be too late."
Zhao Hong's words made everyone in the hall nod in agreement.
Just sending troops will take two to three months. This long is enough for the Tatars to conquer the land west of Hexi.
"Your Majesty means that you can only save Xingling Land?"
Li Weiming's face turned pale. She had roughly understood what Zhao Hong meant.
All the ministers were startled. It seems that the emperor has his own decision to reinforce Xixia.
"What the princess said is true. The only ones I can save are Lingzhou and Zhongxing Mansion. As for the rest of Daxia, I am afraid that before I send reinforcements, they are already in the Tatar bag, and there is nothing I can do."
Zhao Hong glanced at Li Weiming appreciatively, and then moved his eyes to Yu Jie, who had never spoken in the hall.
"Yu Jie, I'm here to ask you, how long will it take for you to mobilize the dead soldiers in the army and prepare firearms and ammunition before going out for the expedition?"
Now that he had decided, Zhao Hong no longer hesitated.
"Your Majesty, it is easy to gather 10,000 soldiers, mainly firearms and ammunition. The firearms alone will take two to three months to prepare. I'm afraid it will take until June before the troops are dispatched!"
Yu Jie clasped his fists and replied solemnly.
"June!"
Luo Shichang glanced at Yu Jie with disappointment, and then spoke cautiously.
"Your Majesty, ten thousand soldiers are probably just a drop in the bucket and will not help the cause. Can you..."
"Ms. Luo, how many soldiers do you have in Lingzhou City?"
Luo Shichang's words were interrupted unceremoniously by Zhao Hong.
This white beard has too many problems.
"Your Majesty, Lingzhou City originally had 50,000 soldiers, but after years of fighting with Jinmeng, there are now about 20,000 soldiers."
Luo Shichang was frightened and hesitated.
Lingzhou garrison Li Deren said there were 20,000 garrison troops. In fact, even he himself was not sure how many soldiers were available in Lingzhou City.
Eating empty wages and drinking soldiers' blood makes the world as black as crows, and Lingzhou City is no exception.
"Ms. Luo, I am not boasting, but my ten thousand soldiers can serve as an army of tens of thousands of Tatars. As long as they are here, Lingzhou City cannot be broken. If Lingzhou City cannot be broken, Zhongxing Mansion will be safe and sound. With one more soldier, there will be more A person has to eat. Maybe you don’t understand it now, but then you will fully understand.”
Zhao Hong looked at Luo Shichang with profound meaning and a trace of arrogance between his brows.
Could it be said that he created an epoch-making firearm, but it is useless?
He still doesn't believe in this evil.
"Your Majesty is saying that Lingzhou City is a long-lasting and fierce battle. Too many people go there, which is a waste of food and grass. When the summer heat comes next year, Your Majesty will bring a large army for reinforcements."
Li Weiming regained his composure and said slowly.
Zhao Hong nodded slightly, smiled slightly, and expressed his acquiescence.
A smart and beautiful woman is more pleasant than the spring breeze.
Li Weiming's face turned red again.
