Chi Laowen and Subotai were both famous Mongolian generals. There are two statues on the left and right in front of Temujin's mausoleum, one is Muhuali and the other is Chi Laowen.
As someone who can defeat Chi Laowen, Monk Chen is naturally a rare talent in Zhao Tai's eyes.
Now that the Kingdom of Jin is about to end, Zhao Tai is determined to make friends with Monk Chen.
"It turns out to be General Wanyan! I have heard about the general's name for a long time, and today I met him, and he is indeed well-deserved." Zhao Tai immediately handed over his hand.
When Monk Chen heard the words, he felt a little harsh, thinking that the Mongolian Tatars in front of him were deliberately amusing himself.
Seeing that Monk Chen had a bad look on his face, Zhao Tai seemed to be preparing to kill himself with a knife, so he quickly continued: "Since the general has broken out of the siege and the Jin Kingdom is still there, why did he throw himself into a trap and lose his life in vain?"
Monk Chen frowned, feeling that the Mongolian army in front of him was very strange. He didn't want the honors given to him, but he still wanted to persuade himself to live on.
Monk Chen was actually desperate in his heart, so he didn't care to waste words with Zhao Tai. He looked up to the sky and sighed, "The main force entrusted to me by Your Majesty is gone. How can I survive with dignity? Besides, Mongolia is attacking me from three directions." , and our Jin Kingdom has lost all its troops and horses, and I am unable to rescue Your Majesty from the siege. I can only take the next step to be loyal to your Majesty!"
Although Zhao Tai didn't like Jin Guo, he could empathize with it at this time.
Because the Jin Kingdom was destroyed, the Southern Song Dynasty could not last long before it was forced to a dead end by Mongolia.
After listening to Monk Chen's words, Zhao Tai thought of the tragedy of more than 100,000 soldiers and civilians of the Southern Song Dynasty jumping into the sea on Yashan Mountain a few decades later.
The Mongols defeated them, and they could only use this method to show that their spirit was not conquered.
Zhao Tai understood that Monk Chen had no hope of defeating Mongolia, so he wanted to seek death, just like the soldiers and civilians of the Southern Song Dynasty who threw themselves into the sea.
There is no greater sadness than death. Facing the powerful Mongol Empire, it really makes people feel hopeless.
Zhao Tai thought that in order to ignite Monk Chen's fighting spirit, he had to give him some hope, so he said in a deep voice: "General Wanyan, I don't think it's time to give up yet. Mongolia will withdraw their troops soon, and once they retreat, The Kingdom of Jin still has a chance to regroup."
Monk Chen narrowed his eyes, "Although I don't know who you are or what your purpose is, but if you dare to play tricks on me again, I may not be able to kill you."
He picked up the knife and touched the cutting edge of the sword. He exuded the murderous aura of a famous general, as if he was really ready to kill Zhao Tai.
Zhao Tai did not panic, "General Wanyan, my surname is Zhao Mingtai. Although I am Shi Tianze who commands hundreds of households, I am a Han Chinese and cannot see the Mongols killing people. So not long ago, I found an opportunity to help Tuo Lei. The food was poisoned. Now Tuo Lei and many Mongolian generals may have died from the poison. I believe that once Tuo Lei dies, the Mongolian army will be in chaos, and the attack on Jin will definitely be postponed, and the Jin Kingdom will have time to regroup."
"What? You poisoned Tuo Lei?" Monk Chen looked surprised and in disbelief.
Zhao Tai puffed up his chest to make himself look more majestic, but unfortunately he was wearing a low-level officer's armor that restrained his body, and he still looked a little frustrated.
"All the Mongolian soldiers were chasing the defeated Jin army in the north, and I was the only one running south. To be honest, I was worried that the Mongols would arrest me after the tow mine was poisoned, so I wanted to escape to the Southern Song Dynasty." Zhao Tai raised his head and looked at Look up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle.
Monk Chen looked at Zhao Tai with surprise on his face. Suddenly he walked over quickly with a knife in hand. Zhao Tai was shocked when he saw this scene out of the corner of his eye, thinking that he was overdoing it.
Monk Chen walked up to Zhao Tai and saw that he was in his early twenties, seven feet tall, handsome, with star-like eyes. He turned the hilt of the knife upward, cupped his fists and asked, "Brother, are everything you said true?"
Seeing that Monk Chen didn't want to kill him, but just didn't believe it, Zhao Tai breathed a sigh of relief, but he could also understand Monk Chen's suspicion, which was indeed a bit unbelievable.
"General Wanyan, why do I need to lie to you?" Zhao Tai said in a deep voice.
Monk Chen thought for a while, and there seemed to be no reason, "Brother Zhao, if you kill Torre with poison, you will be the benefactor of my Kingdom of Jin. I will definitely report to His Majesty to reward you!"
Zhao Tai saw the Jin army in crisis during the battle at Sanfeng Mountain, and his head felt hot, so he did such a big thing.
Now that Zhao Tai has calmed down, he actually feels a little regretful.
The reason is very simple. Tuo Lei is a Mongolian prince and controls most of the power of Mongolia. He was poisoned by Zhao Tai. Can the Mongols let it go?
The Mongols will definitely retaliate wildly by then. Even if he escapes to the Southern Song Dynasty, I am afraid the Mongols will not let him go.
Zhao Tai was a little worried that the Southern Song Dynasty would not be able to withstand the pressure and would tie him up and send him to the Mongols. Then he would definitely die wonderfully.
Therefore, Zhao Tai's current situation can be said to be quite dangerous.
The Jin Kingdom now only has a corner of Henan, and its demise is actually a foregone conclusion.
Zhao Tai didn't care much about the rewards from the Kingdom of Jin, but it would be great if he could get a sum of money from the Kingdom of Jin.
These are troubled times. If you have money, you can recruit people, expand your strength, and become a powerful military leader. It is definitely better than relying on others alone and handing your life to others.
After all, the Southern Song Dynasty had too many suffocating operations in the process of fighting against Mongolia. Only by mastering a certain degree of strength can one determine one's own destiny and change the general trend of the world.
Although the main force of the Jin Kingdom has been lost, it is still one or two years away from destruction, and some benefits may still be obtained from the Jin Kingdom.
Thinking of this, Zhao Tai felt that he did not need to rush to the Southern Song Dynasty.
He passed by like this, but he was an ordinary person and had no reputation. There was definitely no one in the Southern Song Dynasty who would ignore him, and he was really worried that once Mongolia exerted pressure, the Southern Song Dynasty would really kill him in exchange for peace.
"Fighting Mongolia and defending the Central Plains is everyone's responsibility!" Zhao Tai waved his hand, "This is what I should do..."
As they were talking, the sound of horse hoofbeats came from the distance, and Zhao Tai and Monk Chen's expressions changed at the same time.
Zhao Tai was worried that the Mongols were coming to arrest him, so he quickly suggested: "General Wanyan, it's not very safe here. Let's find a place to avoid it first!"
A glimmer of hope ignited in Monk Chen's heart, and he put away his thoughts of suicide, so he nodded, and the two of them walked together.
The two of them hid on the side of the road and waited for the cavalry to gallop by. Then they hurriedly left the road. After walking for a while, they found a woods to take shelter and prepared to wait until dark before leaving.
As soon as they entered the woods, Monk Chen grabbed Zhao Tai's arm. He pricked up his ears, held a sword in his hand, and shouted in the forest: "Who is it?"
