It is the golden autumn, the night is dim, Hebei, Yanjing City, Beicheng, Huixian Tower.
The Song army came to the city, and a curfew was imposed in the city. The Huixian Tower, which was crowded with guests, also closed its doors and windows, losing the bustle of the past.
In the curtained room, Li Chaoyun frowned and paced around the room uneasily.
The door was gently pushed open, and Song Shiren, dressed as a Mongolian army, crept in. Li Chaoyun was refreshed, hurried over, closed the door, and couldn't wait to ask:
"Mr. Song, how did you get here? How is the situation outside?"
"Everyone Li, don't worry. Beicheng is under Ye Luxuan's jurisdiction. I have a good relationship with the officials below him. I received a secret order from above and came here as a last resort."
Song Shiren sat down and lowered his voice.
"Master Li, our army is approaching Yanjing City. There was a big battle outside the city today. Our army won a great victory. The Tatar army lost more than 20,000 fine cavalry and suffered heavy casualties. They had no choice but to retreat into the city."
"Very good!"
Li Chaoyun's eyes suddenly lit up.
During the day today, the sound of artillery and fighting outside the city continued, making her restless. Unexpectedly, the Song army won a great victory and annihilated more than 20,000 Mongolian cavalry.
"After a huge defeat in the field, the Tatar army will definitely hold on. With a hundred thousand troops stationed there, there will definitely be many casualties during the siege."
Song Shiren looked at Li Chaoyun with expectant eyes.
"Everyone Li, do you have any news about the Tatar army stationed in the city?"
"Mr. Song, I came here last night. I learned from him that the North City is Yeluxuan, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack. The Song army should not choose this place to attack the city; the west city is Temutai, which should be the Song Dynasty." The army mainly attacked one side. The south city was occupied by Zhang Hongyan's Han army, and the east city was occupied by Yelu Haogu's Dongliao army. Except for the due south gate and the due west gate, the other city gates were blocked by huge rocks and earth bags."
"So that's it!"
Song Shiren nodded slightly and lowered his head in thought.
Since the last assassination incident, the Mongolian army had conducted a strict search in the city, and he had to change places. So when he received the secret order, the Song and Mongolian sides were already fighting outside the city. Although the Song army was victorious, he still had to do his part.
He didn't know yet that the reason why his superiors informed him after the war started was to knock down the mountain and shake off the tiger, and at the same time eradicate the military forces of all parties in the city.
"Mr. Song, what you just said is correct! The Tatar army will definitely defend to the death, and they have no intention of retreating from Yanjing City."
Li Chaoyun added after thinking.
"Even if he wants to evacuate now, I'm afraid he won't be able to evacuate. It seems that we can only do it during the day tomorrow."
Song Shiren whispered, looked at Li Chaoyun, and said hesitantly:
"Everyone Li, you decide for yourself where to go after Yanjing is restored. The court will not treat you badly. There must be some chaos in the city right now, so you should take care of yourself."
"Mr. Song, don't worry, I will be careful."
Li Chaoyun nodded, his face calm.
She wants to avenge her parents and relatives. As for where to go, she couldn't think about it yet.
"Mr. Song, will Emperor Song send troops to the grassland?"
Li Chaoyun suddenly asked.
Song Shiren was stunned for a moment. He looked at Li Chaoyun and advised him warmly:
"Master Li, during this Northern Expedition, His Majesty aims to restore the Lianghe and Yanyun Sixteen Prefectures. As for whether he will send troops to the grasslands, I really don't know. However, Lianghe gathered more than 200,000 Tatar troops and captured the two provinces. He has avenged everything!"
Li Chaoyun and his family died at the hands of the Mongolian army. They hated the Mongolian cavalry and of course hoped to destroy the Mongolian country. But military matters cannot be decided casually.
"I really hope all those Tatar nobles and tribal leaders on the steppe die!"
Li Chaoyun was still dissatisfied and complained bitterly.
"Everyone Li, since the Tatar army went south, tens of millions of people have died in Lianghe. There are many people who have a more miserable fate than you. You are still young and have to live well. Don't destroy yourself because of hatred. Your Majesty The Western Region will be restored in the future, and war with the Tatars is inevitable. You must not scare the enemy away or miss a major event!"
Song Shiren confessed, and footsteps sounded outside, followed by a knock on the door and the madam's voice.
"Everyone Li, the gentle general is downstairs!"
Song Shiren was shocked, but Li Chaoyun remained calm and spoke softly.
"Mom, please come up, General Guowenwuhua!"
Unexpectedly, a huge defeat during the day could not delay the elegance of the Yanjing guard.
After the madam left, Song Shiren stood up and gave a solemn warning.
"Everyone Li, please don't take risks! There are hundreds of thousands of the Song Dynasty King's Division outside the city, and the cavalry alone is only 50,000. Just leave the army of the Song Dynasty King Wuhua and the Tatar army to me!"
A warm mouth is not a bond between mountains. His subordinates were heavily guarded. Song Shiren did not dare to stay and could only leave quickly.
"Mr. Song, don't worry. I've endured it for so many years, and I don't care how many more days it takes."
Li Chaoyun nodded and said solemnly.
Song Shiren nodded, climbed out of the window, and disappeared into the darkness.
During the day, there was a fierce cavalry charge. The gates of Yanjing City were closed tightly, and the Mongolian troops on the city walls were waiting in full formation. The horns sounded, and the surrounding fields were deserted.
The Song army numbered 100,000, and their camps were densely packed and overwhelming, all over the fields. Flags were fluttering in the camps, square formations were organized, and elite cavalry galloped through the fields, showing off their power.
Since Genghis Khan, the Mongolian cavalry has dominated the world and destroyed forty countries. They have been invincible in every attack and invincible in all battles. The armies of other countries have retreated wherever they go, fearing them like tigers. They have never been blocked in the city by foreign troops like they are today, let alone holding back. Surrendered.
The city of Yanjing is dotted with stars, and the doors and windows of the houses facing the street are closed. Except for the soldiers patrolling back and forth, there is no trace of anyone on the street.
In the city of Yanjing, under the night, Yelu Chucai's house was quiet, without the hustle and bustle of the past.
In the study, behind the desk, Yelu Chucai held a newspaper in his hand, frowning in thought, looking at the light in front of him.
"Dad, you haven't rested yet. Let's have a bowl of soup."
Yelu Xuan, the eldest son of Yelu Chucai, came in and put the soup bowl on the table.
"Da Lang, have your mother, siblings, and others all gone to bed?"
Yelu Chucai picked up the soup bowl and drank it with deep thoughts.
"Father, mother, they have all gone to bed. You should rest early."
Ye Luxuan sat down beside him.
"The soldiers of the Song Dynasty are approaching the city with such ferocity that dad can't sleep."
Yelu Chucai put down the bowl. When he mentioned the war outside the city, he immediately became frowning again.
"Dad, although the Song army is powerful, there are 100,000 troops stationed in Yanjing City. I think it won't be a big deal if they come to defend the city."
Ye Luxuan secretly observed his father's face and said softly.
The Mongolian cavalry was hit in the head, which was beyond his expectation.
"There was a fierce battle outside the city today. Twenty thousand Mongolian cavalry were wiped out in ashes. The Song army is so powerful and has sharp firearms that it cannot win in a field battle. I am afraid that it will not be able to defend the city for long."
Yelu Chucai worried about it, shook his head, and let out a long sigh.
"Dad, Yanjing City is impregnable. A hundred thousand troops are defending the city, so it can't be like this. Besides, there are also 30,000 elite soldiers from Kuochu and Subutai in the clouds. No matter how powerful the Song army is, Yanjing City should be fine."
Siege is a war of attrition, and the siege party will definitely suffer heavy casualties. In addition, Yanjing City is the most important military town in Hebei. The city is high and the pond is deep. It is not that easy for the Song army to capture Yanjing City.
"In the clouds are the cowardly Xue army of Ogootai Khan. They will not send troops unless it is absolutely necessary. It is best if Yanjing City can be defended, otherwise the Mongolian army will have no choice but to withdraw outside the Great Wall."
"Dad, isn't there Taiyuan City and Hedong? The Song Army can't be that powerful, right?"
Ye Luxuan was shocked and felt nervous.
"Dalang, if Yanjing City cannot be defended, can Taiyuan City be defended? If Yanjing City is lost, Lianghe and Yanyun Sixteen Prefectures will be under the rule of the Song Dynasty."
In front of his son, Yelu Chucai blurted out without hiding anything.
Exiting the Great Wall defense line was what he was most worried about.
"Dad has seen the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, and every time he thinks of this person, he can't help but feel frightened. The Song Dynasty is a powerful country, and the country is governed well, which is unmatched by Mongolia. The Song army is elite, and when the Northern Expedition comes, they will fight to the death..."
Yelu Chucai frowned, and Yelu Xuan's heart sank. The father and son were speechless for a moment, and then Yelu Xuan spoke.
"Dad, since the Song army is so fierce, isn't he going to withdraw his troops? Does he really want to defend Yanjing City?"
If that were the case, wouldn't the Yelu family have to be buried with him?
"He has no way to retreat! Once Yanjing City is lost, he will have no choice but to withdraw from the two rivers and return to the grassland."
Yelu Chucai seemed to have a lot of emotions tonight.
On the grassland, wouldn't his ideal of governing the country and bringing peace to the country have come to naught again?
"It's a bitter cold land on the grassland, living by the water. It's best not to live like this."
Ye Luxuan shook his head repeatedly, then summoned up the courage to ask:
"Dad, I take the liberty to ask you a question. Are you willing?"
"Da Lang, what do you mean?"
Yelu Chucai was stunned and looked up at his son with doubts in his eyes.
"Dad, Mongolia conquered the world by force and plundered as its foundation. Except for Wo Kuotai, no one on the grassland takes dad seriously. Dad can still show some talents under Wo Kuotai, but when it comes to governing the country and ensuring peace, , that means the wind, horse and cow are irrelevant. Dad, are you willing to do it?"
"What can I do if I'm not willing to give in? Ogedai Khan has been kind to me, so I can't be a slave of the third surname and let him down, right?"
Thinking of Wo Kuotai's courtesy to him, and that all his wealth came from Wo Kuotai, Yelu Chucai's eyes were full of melancholy.
"Dad, you are wrong. My Yelu family has been an important official of the Jin Kingdom for generations. I was forced to surrender to Genghis Khan due to the might of the Mongolian cavalry. In a few years, I was just a Bichachi under Genghis Khan, divining horoscopes and copying. It’s just a document. When it comes to Wo Kuotai and Mongolia, dad should hate them. Dad, look at this land in the Central Plains, how many tens of millions of people have been harmed by the Mongolian army? "
Yelu Chucai was astonished, while Yelu Xuan continued with excitement in his eyes.
"The Emperor of the Song Dynasty appreciated my father with great respect and treated him as sir. The military power of the Song Dynasty came and the country was unified. This was the general trend of the world. Besides, good birds choose trees to rest on. Dad does not have to make mistakes just for the sake of a good nest. It has affected my Yelu family and my father’s future.”
Yelu Chucai remained silent, and Yelu Xuan continued:
"Now that the Song army is powerful, have you ever thought about how Qing Shi would judge your father? Is he a famous official who conforms to the general trend of the world, or is he a traitor to his country and seek glory..."
"No need to say it!"
Yelu Chucai slammed the table, his face filled with anger.
"Everything that happened to me today came from Ogedai Khan. Even if he died in the city, he was repaying the kindness of Ogedai Khan. If he voted for the Song Dynasty, he would be a slave with three surnames!"
"Dad, let's not mention the world's major events. Do you want to destroy my Yelu family just for the sake of Wo Kuotai's selfish interests? You might as well think about it carefully."
Yelu Xuan's words made Yelu Chucai stunned for a while, and then he said:
"Da Lang, you go down first, dad will think about it later. Guard your north gate and don't make any mistakes again."
"Dad, please leave my child."
Hearing that his father had moved, Ye Luxuan quickly picked up the bowl and stepped back respectfully.
After his son retreated, Yelu Chucai stood up. He came to the window and looked at the deep night sky, his brows furrowed.
Do you really want to take that step?
Maybe Yanjing City can still be defended. At that time, all worries will disappear and everything will be the same as before.
