In front of the main hall of Zhongxing Palace, all the Xixia monarchs and ministers were dumbfounded when they saw the ruins in front of them.
Many imperial soldiers and palace officials were rescuing people and goods from the ruins. Except for the main hall of the previous court, the other palace buildings were in ruins.
"Ms. Luo, if you hadn't asked me to prepare in advance and said there was an earthquake, I would have been dumbfounded right now!"
Li Sui had lingering fears and a glimmer of luck in surviving the disaster.
Fortunately, there is still a main hall left. This may be God's punishment for the Daxia royal family, but it also gives them the last glimmer of hope.
"If it's going to collapse, just let it all collapse, and there's still one left. Is this God's comfort to me?"
Emperor Li Sui of Xixia let out a low sigh.
"Your Majesty, you should believe it now."
Luo Shichang said jokingly, but he was not happy in his heart.
Another spell from the Emperor of the Song Dynasty was effective, but the situation in the city was worrying.
More than half a year has passed since the Mongolian army entered the Xingling Land. There has been a shortage of food in the city and they have begun to kill war horses. It is estimated that in less than ten days and a half, it will be time to dig up grass roots and eat tree bark again.
There were more than 300,000 people in the city. In more than half a year, more than 100,000 people had died of starvation and illness. As summer enters, the number of deaths every day reaches hundreds, even thousands, and looking at this trend, the death toll continues to rise.
Most of the houses in the city were destroyed due to the city defense, and now such a big earthquake has happened. It can be said that the morale of the soldiers and civilians of Zhongxing Prefecture in defending the city has been shaken.
"Xianggong Luo, can you tell me the next spell of Emperor Song?"
Li Sui's young mind suddenly became interested in Zhao Hong's prophecies.
Not to mention that the two kings of Xixia died of illness one after another, and the two Mongolian armies besieged Lingzhou. This earthquake alone was already a miracle.
"Your Majesty, this spell from Emperor Song is..."
Luo Shichang glanced around and realized that the guards were staying away from him, so he lowered his voice, as quiet as a mosquito.
Luo Shichang was mysterious and mysterious, and Li Sui was stunned on the spot as he was struck by thunder, burnt on the outside and tender on the inside.
Song Emperor Zhao Hong was able to predict earthquakes, which was a miraculous skill. So Genghis Khan died of illness, it should be almost the same.
"Luo Qing, the Song... Emperor didn't say, how long can Genghis Khan... live?"
Shocked, Li Sui couldn't wait to ask.
"Your Majesty, Emperor Song just said that Genghis Khan will not survive this summer, but he did not say a specific date."
Luo Shichang's words made Li Sui stunned for a long time before he blurted out.
"There are still more than two months of hot summer. If Genghis Khan died in two months, wouldn't all the people in Zhongxing Mansion starve to death!"
"Your Majesty, Emperor Song did not say the specific date of Genghis Khan's death at that time. I dare not lie."
Luo Shichang secretly regretted it. If I had known earlier, I would have boldly asked Zhao Hong for the specific date, and maybe it would have been more accurate.
"It seems that we should send an envoy to Genghis Khan's army to inquire about it."
Li Sui's mind started working quickly.
The Song army came to help, but Lingzhou City was never captured and Xixia was not destroyed. Will Genghis Khan's condition worsen? Has it already...
Luo Shichang couldn't help being stunned. The young emperor was really not able to keep up with what he was thinking.
"Your Majesty, if this continues, the soldiers and civilians of Zhongxing Mansion will die!"
While he was talking, Wei Minglinggong strode over with a sad look on his face.
Behind him was Song General Yu Jie.
I don’t know how these two incompatible people got together?
For more than half a year, Wei Minglinggong's half-white beard and hair have turned completely white, making him look older.
Luo Shichang was surprised. Looking carefully, Weiming Linggong didn't seem to notice the "heavenly secret" they were talking about. He was only talking about the disaster in the city.
The secret cannot be revealed. Otherwise, the spell will not work.
"Old General, if the Tatars don't withdraw their troops, there's nothing I can do. We can't leave the city and surrender."
Li Sui said lightly, his expression became much more relaxed.
After fighting the Mongolian army for so long, he was not afraid of the Mongols at all. On the contrary, it was the remaining 200,000 people in the city that worried him.
You can't just watch the Xia people perish, right?
This "spell" from Emperor Song inspired him, but even if Genghis Khan died and the Mongolian army did not retreat, Xixia could only sit back and wait for death.
Emperor Song, will he really come to rescue Daxia?
"Your Majesty, if the Tatars don't retreat, even if Daxia doesn't open the city and surrender, the people in the city will die! Is your Majesty going to starve to death?"
Weiming Linggong's face was gloomy and he spoke urgently.
"Master Weiming, what do you mean by this? Do you want me, Daxia, to surrender to the Tatars?"
Luo Shichang was annoyed and asked coldly.
Mongolia's wolfish ambitions, once Kaicheng surrenders, may usher in the consequences of national subjugation and annihilation.
Putting the lives of more than 200,000 Xia people as a bet, this is a dangerous reputation that the Duke dares to risk, but he does not dare. He will try his best to prevent this from happening.
"If you don't surrender, all the Xia people will die. If you surrender, the children below the wheel may still survive. Luo Xianggong, do you want all the Xia people in this city to die?"
Wei Minglinggong refused to give in and directly faced Luo Shichang head-on.
"It's better to starve to death than to massacre the city with the Tatars!"
Luo Shichang also blushed and had a thick neck, and his voice rose an octave.
Isn’t it nonsense to place our hopes on the benevolence of the Mongolian army?
"It would be better to massacre the city than now. Maybe the children below the wheel height can stay. If we are trapped like this, everyone will die!"
Weiming Linggong still insisted on his own point of view.
"If the children below the height of the wheel stay, are you Genghis Khan? What will happen to the women and old people in the city? What will happen to the two hundred thousand people? What will I do, the emperor of Great Xia?"
Privy Councilor Li Yuanji hurriedly rushed to the side and angrily scolded Duke Wei Mingling.
Is this guy losing his mind and going crazy? How dare he gamble with the lives of the people in the city?
Yu Jie was stunned. This Xixia aristocrat, the famous Linggong, really dared to say that he dared to bet the lives of the entire city's soldiers and civilians, and he was ashamed of himself.
Could it be said that the lives of these people are not lives?
He hoped that the Mongolian army would not pull out its butcher's knife. Where did this proud prince get his confidence?
If Duke Wei Ming dared to open the door and surrender and welcome the Mongolian army into the city, he would definitely kill this person and fight the Mongolian army to the end. He would never sit back and wait for death.
"Okay, okay, please stop arguing!"
Li Sui had a headache, so he quickly stopped a few people and diverted his attention.
"General Yu, do you know when Emperor Song will send his troops to rescue me, Daxia?"
Now the only hope lies in the reinforcements of the Song Dynasty official army.
Before Yu Jie had time to answer, Duke Weiming burst out in anger again.
"Your Majesty, if Emperor Song wanted to come, he would have already come. Why wait until now?"
Weiming Linggong's words made Yu Jie furious. He flew into a rage and immediately poked his fingers and cursed angrily.
"Lord Wei Ming, shut up your nonsense! I have five thousand soldiers of the Song Army who have lived and died in the Xia Kingdom. Is it just for you to humiliate me like this?"
"Yu Jie, is there anyone who only sends 10,000 soldiers to rescue other countries? Daxia is already at a critical moment. You said that Emperor Song will come to reinforce. Where is he? Isn't he still in Lin'an City?"
The prejudice against the Song army for many years, and the fact that Xixia was on the verge of subjugation, made Wei Minglinggong blush and lose his mind.
"Master Wei Ming, what nonsense are you talking about! The Song army sacrificed their lives to save Daxia, and so many soldiers died. You are talking nonsense. Do you still know the word shame?"
Luo Shichang was frightened and shouted angrily, siding with Yu Jie.
Once these words of Wei Mingling were spread, would Emperor Song still lead his army to rescue him?
"Okay, everyone, stop arguing!"
Li Sui had no choice but to speak out again and stopped everyone's quarrel.
The noise made his head explode.
This famous minister, under heavy pressure, has lost the confidence and courage to continue to resist, which really disappoints him.
"Your Excellency Wei Ming, you have lost your composure!"
Li Sui glanced at his veteran minister with dissatisfaction and said softly:
"Could it be that without the reinforcements from the Song Army, our Xia people would not be able to survive? Without General Yu and the others, Lingzhou City would have fallen long ago, and Zhongxing Mansion would not be able to defend it. Please apologize to General Yu."
"Old minister... I'm ashamed!"
Wei Minglinggong's face turned red and he bowed to Yu Jiesu.
"General Yu, the nonsense I just said was all said in a hurry. General, don't take it to heart."
Yu Jie calmed down a bit and returned the favor with cupped fists.
"Your Majesty, I am also a little anxious, we are even. However, I still say what I said, I, the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, will definitely lead an army to come to rescue Daxia!"
"I look forward to the Emperor of the Song Dynasty personally marching and sending his troops!"
After Weiming Linggong finished speaking, he stepped aside.
At this point, it’s useless to say more. Let’s wait and see.
"General Yu, I believe in Emperor Song, he will definitely come to rescue Daxia!"
Li Sui said softly, with a very firm tone.
Li Sui said this, which gave Yu Jie enough face. Yu Jie thanked him and stepped aside.
"Xianggong Luo, I want you and Li Zhong'e to go to the Tatar military camp in Liupan Mountain to meet Genghis Khan in person."
Li Sui appeased everyone and suddenly changed the topic.
"Your Majesty means..."
Luo Shichang was confused.
"Your Majesty, you are not going to beg for surrender from Genghis Khan, are you?"
Yu Jie was surprised and asked loudly.
Lord Weiming also stared at Li Sui with his eyes widened.
"General Yu, if I do that, wouldn't I be betraying Emperor Song's hard work? I will never bow to Genghis Khan until the last moment."
Li Sui smiled coldly and turned his head.
"Luo Shichang, you are the sage of Xinglin. I want you and Li Zhong'e to take the chart, go to the Tatar army, and ask Genghis Khan to surrender in person. But if you want to ask the old thief for a month's grace for Zhongxing Mansion to surrender, just say that I want Prepare tributes, move people's households, and then go to the Tartar camp in person to meet Genghis Khan."
Li Sui looked at Luo Shichang, heart-wrenching every word.
"I want you to see for yourself whether that butcher Genghis Khan is really seriously ill, or has..."
Luo Shichang knew it well and bowed respectfully.
"Your Majesty, don't worry, I will live up to your Majesty's trust!"
Yu Jie secretly let out a breath and felt relieved.
It seems that this young Emperor of Xixia is scheming and bloody, and is not a coward.
This also made him full of confidence in Xixia's persistence.
