Three Hundred and Forty The situation in Liaodong has undergone subtle changes.

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Wanyan Liang usurped the throne and ascended the throne, but his own foundation was unstable. After becoming emperor, he went on a killing spree against Wanyan's relatives who might threaten him.

He killed all the descendants of Taizong Wanyan Wu who had begged to buy. Wanyan Yong was not killed because he was a descendant of Taizu Aguda, but he was also in danger for a time.

Later, he saved the day and served as a guard in Tokyo, but all the real power was in the hands of Gao Cunfu, Wanyanliang's cronies, and Wanyanyong was just a noble prisoner.

It's not that Wuyan Puluhun didn't understand his situation.

But now, because of the war, Wan Yanyong stepped onto the stage and temporarily got rid of his status as a prisoner.

But how long can this freedom last?

Will he be jealous of Wan Yanliang?

Wuyan Puluhun didn't care. Anyway, he always stayed away from disputes over imperial power. This was an important political wisdom that allowed him to survive to this day.

For now, he just needs to fight this battle well.

"Right now, the Khitan rebels are in large numbers and their morale is high. Our army cannot fight with them in the field for the time being. We will defend the city and stalemate with them for the time being."

Wuyan Pulu sighed: "As I get older, I don't have the vigor I did back then. If it were back then, I would have fought a bloody battle with these thieves even if I was injured."

Wan Yanyong smiled and said: "I remember that the old general followed the army all the way south and defeated the Song Dynasty all the way to Hangzhou. Unfortunately, I was born late and did not catch up with that good time."

Wuyan Puluhun suddenly became more energetic when he talked about the past events.

"Isn't that true? Back then, when we started in the bitter cold land of Liaodong, we had less than 10,000 soldiers and horses in total. Who dares to believe that we really spent more than ten years to destroy the huge Liao Kingdom? Let alone what happened later. of the Song Dynasty.

At that time, Emperor Taizu said that the Song State was a big country and had been at odds with the Liao State for so many years. It must be too powerful to resist, so he advocated a rapprochement with the Song State and an alliance with the Song State to fight against the Liao State. But who would have thought that the Song State was actually so incompetent and was defeated by the Liao State? The army was defeated several times.

Back then, I followed the Liang King south to attack the Song Dynasty, and the journey was smooth. When I encountered the Song soldiers, almost all of them were incompetent enemies. Occasionally, some of them dared to fight and were able to fight, but they were quickly defeated. We quickly crossed the Yangtze River, entered the south of the Yangtze River, and reached Hangzhou. , chased Zhao Gou and fled to the sea, at that time... tsk tsk tsk..."

Talking about these past events, Wuyan Puluhun couldn't help but be filled with emotion.

Wan Yanyong also yearns for this.

The glorious achievements of our ancestors were so dazzling back then, but now, when some old people tell their children and grandchildren about their glory back then, the children and grandchildren laugh and disagree, thinking that the old people are too rustic, and they say why are they fighting, can't they live a good life?

Eating food, living in comfortable big houses, and having Han and Khitan serfs to help them produce food for them to enjoy. Such a wonderful life, why do you always think about fighting?

Reading, writing, composing poems, going out to play with the Han people and their disciples in Confucian robes, enjoying the spring scenery, the wind, flowers, snow, and the moon, with beautiful women in your arms, how romantic and happy it is?

fight?

Beat the ass!

These descendants of the Jurchens obviously take this kind of life for granted.

But Wan Yanyong knew that this current situation was created by our ancestors with swords and guns.

Just a few decades ago, the Jurchens were slaves of the Khitans and were oppressed by the Khitans. If there was no war, how could the Jurchens stand up and take charge?

Are the delicious food and the comfortable big house a gift given to the Jurchens by God with a wave of his hand?

Not so.

Wanyanyong feels that the current situation of endless rebellions in the north and south is also related to the fact that the contemporary Jurchen people have forgotten the hardships and hardships before the founding of the Jin Kingdom and the crises at the beginning of the founding of the country.

If one day he can take power, he must give a good education to these unscrupulous descendants who have forgotten the war.

But……

When will we take power?

Wanyanyong fell into a state of depression.

On the other side, after reminiscing for a while, Wuyan Puluhun returned to reality.

"But who would have thought, how many years has it been? Twenty years? In less than twenty years, the army of the Kingdom of Jin has declined to this point! If King Liang was alive and saw such a scene, he would not know that he would be How angry you are!"

Wan Yanyong thought for a while and asked, "Was our army really that strong back then?"

Wuyan Puluhun nodded immediately.

"Strong, why not strong? One Liao Kingdom and half of the Song Kingdom, but we defeated them all!"

Wan Yanyong asked again: "Then why did our army never destroy the Song Dynasty? I once heard that some people advocated annihilating the Song Dynasty in one fell swoop, but why didn't it come true?"

"This...it's a long story."

Wuyan Puluhun said with emotion: "If you really want to say that we are strong, it seems that we are not that strong. At that time, we all felt that the Liao and Song armies were vulnerable, but occasionally, there were still some capable armies.

We also suffered defeats, many times. Especially later, the army led by Yue Fei was really invincible. Even the king of Liang, who was as good at fighting as he was, had nothing to do against him. We tried to completely destroy the Song Dynasty many times, but we were defeated all the time. came back. "

"Is it because we are not strong enough, or the Song people are not that weak?"

Wan Yanyong asked this question very well.

Wuyan Puluhun thought for a long time and then said slowly: "In my opinion, it may be both. We are not that strong, and the Song people are not that weak. Moreover, the two sides have been fighting for a long time, and they are not good at each other." Once you’re familiar with it, it’s hard to say who has the advantage.”

"So if our army goes south to attack the Song Dynasty again now, can we win?"

Wan Yanyong asked the most critical question.

Wuyan Puluhun was stunned, and immediately looked at Wanyanyong with strange eyes.

"What do you want to say?"

"I'm just out of curiosity. I heard that His Majesty is planning to go south to attack the Song Dynasty. I don't know if our army can win. I heard that the civil and military forces of the entire dynasty are very resistant to going south to attack the Song Dynasty, and His Majesty must attack the Song Dynasty, so he took such action."

The color of Yong's face does not change even if it is complete.

Wuyan Puluhun stared at him for a while, then sighed and shook his head.

"It's hard to say. Unless this kind of thing actually happens, who can say for sure? Most of the ministers in the DPRK believe that it is not unwinnable, but it is difficult to swallow up the Song Dynasty in one go, so they do not support the war, but Your Majesty has his own way, and we, the ministers, have no choice but to obey."

"Then do you think our army can defeat the Song army and destroy the Song Dynasty?"

"Victory over the Song army and destruction of the Song state are two different things."

Wuyan Puluhun shook his head: "Even if they defeat the Song army for a while, but where is the national power of the Song Dynasty and where is the population, they can still cause us huge trouble if they want to."

Wan Yanyong nodded, thoughtfully, and after a while, he asked again: "At present, the rebels from the north and the south are attacking. Is it really possible to forcibly conquer the Song Dynasty under such circumstances? In short, I think it is not possible. , just quell the rebellion, only after stabilizing the internal situation can we talk about destroying the Song Dynasty, right?"

Wuyan Pulu laughed.

"Aren't you afraid that if I tell His Majesty what you said, His Majesty will punish you?"

"The old general has been upright all his life and would not do such a thing. Besides, I am just a minister discussing the gains and losses of the court. If this is wrong, isn't it to defend the people's mouth more than the river?

This kind of thing has happened countless times in the past, and each time it had a bad ending. With His Majesty's wisdom, decisiveness and knowledge, he would definitely not do such a thing. "

Wanyanyong also smiled.

Wuyan Puluhun was stunned, looked at Wanyanyong up and down, and then laughed loudly again.

Of course he would not tell Wanyan Liang these things, and his surname was not Wanyan.

He is just here to fight, and he will not get involved in anything else. Any words he says go in through one ear and out the other. He knows nothing and remembers nothing.

Not being overly involved in court politics is his survival philosophy for living a stable life.

Wuyan Puluhun, who came from the bloody transition period between the late emperor and the current emperor, knew very well what things he could participate in and what things he should stay away from.

He has seen too many people with more power, higher status, and wisdom than him die in front of him. Their silent wailing always reminds Wuyan Puluhun what things should be done and what things should not be done. It should be done.

With his military exploits and status as a seventy-year-old senator, he is destined to have a good death as long as he does not participate too much in political struggles. This is the political privilege earned by his military exploits and vitality.

He would not voluntarily give up the political privileges he had earned through a lifetime of bloody battles.

Politics is not something that everyone can play well. You must have strength and be smart.

But sadly, there are not many people who can clearly realize that they cannot play politics, so they always die very quickly.

As time entered mid-to-late June, the climate began to get hotter. Under the scorching sun, the enthusiasm of the Khitan Restoration Army to attack Liaoyang City was gradually evaporated by the higher temperature.

And as the weather gets hotter and hotter, many soldiers do not receive proper and timely treatment, and their wounds quickly become inflamed and their injuries deteriorate rapidly, leading to a large number of deaths.

He didn't die on the battlefield, but died of inflammation of a wound that didn't look serious. It was miserable. After death, he could only be hastily buried or set on fire.

In June, the number of soldiers of the Khitan Liberation Army who died from injuries and illnesses exceeded the number who died in battle. Moreover, with the setback of being unable to break through Liaoyang City for a long time, the army's morale gradually became unstable and its morale gradually declined.

Seeing this, Saba was quite worried.

He asked the people around him for advice, but they couldn't give him any good advice.

Su Yin was recalled to the Central Plains by Su Yonglin half a month ago. It was said that he had something very important to deal with and temporarily left the Khitan Restoration Army, so Sa Ba did not have a reliable adviser to help him.

At the same time, he learned that the momentum of the attack on Linhuang Mansion by Yi Lawo'o had also suffered a setback. The army suffered a bloody blow under Linhuang City and suffered serious losses.

The situation in Liaodong has undergone subtle changes.

And Saba noticed.

Seeing that the military dividends brought by the victory over Xiao Huaizhong were wiped out, Sa Ba was really worried.